Governor: 
The Woodhouse Sanctum of Hoodoo
WA Delegate: None.
Founder: 
The Woodhouse Sanctum of Hoodoo
Last WA Update:
Embassies: Ile de France, VICTIMS OF COMMUNISM MEMORIAL, and Midian.
Tags: Anti-Communist, Anti-World Assembly, Capitalist, Conservative, Democratic, Human-Only, Imperialist, and Minuscule.
Ghoulsville is home to a single nation.
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 | Nation | WA Category | Motto | |
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| 1. | The Woodhouse Sanctum of Hoodoo | Right-wing Utopia | “Skin on skin, let the love begin” |
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Ghoulsville Regional Message Board
Messages from regional members are co-ordinated here.
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| The Woodhouse Sanctum of Hoodoo | I'm reading that last sentence as a laconic denouement. Plans? I only ever fly by the seat of my pants. How can you call this literary Eden a morgue? | |
| Dimmuborgir | Well. That is true. Though personally, I'm quite partial to morgues. You can hide skeletons in them. Decorate them with a few nice wall prints and trinkets! Sorry if I caused offence. I'm just wondering if there were plans of any sort. If not, I'm ok, I just wondered if there was a greater design I should be aware of. You know. Like judgement day. Or something... | |
| The Woodhouse Sanctum of Hoodoo | I've yet to visit a morgue, but I'll try anything once. I haven't the time for region building. Refounding Ghoulsville to piss off the original founder was satisfaction enough. Feel free to make a puppet and join me in Hell. | |
| Dimmuborgir | I might join you in Hell, may I ask what your puppet is in that region? | |
| The Woodhouse Sanctum of Hoodoo | You've a telegram. | |
| The Woodhouse Sanctum of Hoodoo | RMB transcript/Ghoul Puppet Show You're welcome here, Reichlande, even if you're not a raider. There are very few laws in this region. We don't much like misogynists or homophobes, but Clawburg is slow to anger, even toward enemies. Not that you might be one, of course. Make yourself comfortable. Smoking is allowed, be it tobacco or anything else, for that matter. Reichlande The Castle of Clawburg Post self-deleted by The Anti-Christ. The Cross-eyed Concubines of The Anti-Christ Ravens Reichlande Reichlande Mute shadow Killers The Castle of Clawburg The Cross-eyed Concubines of The Anti-Christ Killers The Castle of Clawburg Ravens The owl Ravens The vampires Ravens Mute shadow Ravens Satanists 'Twas the night before Christmas at the frozen North Pole
The Federation of Filth  Chaos Ravens 110 days ago Witches Ravens The vampires Ravens The vampires The Village of Violet Dusk The Eternal Defiance of The Defender Alliance The Castle of Clawburg The Cross-eyed Concubines of The Anti-Christ The Silent Sect of Sinister Angels The Den of Devils The Castle of Clawburg The vampires Ravens The owl Ravens The owl Ravens Post by Una paloma blanca suppressed by Clawburg. The Silent Sect of Sinister Angels The Den of Devils The Castle of Clawburg The vampires Ravens The owl Ravens The owl Ravens | |
| The Woodhouse Sanctum of Hoodoo | Sonnet, With Two Strangers 1. Last year, my mother sent me a framed photo. This was a strange act. Perhaps there are other families that exchange snapshots. And other families who send framed photos to one another. But that is not my family. 2. This framed photo is the only one that I have ever received from my mother. 3. The only one I’ve ever received from anybody in my immediate, extended, or imaginary families. 4. In the black-and-white photo, my mother and father stand together. He holds her close. His hand touches her waist, just below her breast, in a gesture that is shockingly intimate. 5. I don’t recall ever seeing my mother and father kiss each other. She is seventy-six years old now and my father is eight years dead. 6. How old are they in this photo? Twenty-five maybe. My father has already gone to fat but my mother is thin and gorgeous. 7. Of course, I look like both of them. 8. Say hello to my father's jowls and my mother's eyes. 9. But this photo contains more than just my parents. There are two other Indian men. One guy looks young and rather Asian. The other is damned amazing with a cigarette hanging like a dream from his lips. I’m not a smoker, but the utter coolness of that cigarette could probably turn some other non-smoker into a two-pack-a-day fiend. 10. Soon after I received this photo, I emailed my mother and asked her about the two strangers. 11. “Who are they?” I wrote. “I don’t know,” she wrote back. “I don’t remember them at all. I just liked how your father and I look.” 12. O, in that photo, my father intimately touches my mother. My siblings and I were created by that touch. 13. Though I don’t know how much passion my parents felt for each other after I was born, I now have evidence of how much they wanted each other before I was born. 14. So I give thanks-I offer my gratitude-for my mother and father's hands and skin.
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| The Woodhouse Sanctum of Hoodoo | Forgot—Sonnet With Two Strangers and the following sonnet belong to Sherman Alexie Sonnet Without Stuntmen 1. Okay, if you've ever felt immortal, please raise your hand. 2. As Indian boys, we turned the reservation into a test of our immortality. 3. For instance, we climbed to the treetops, stood on the thinnest branches that threatened to snap under our weight, and leapt from one pine to another. 4. Nobody ever fell. 5. Not quite true. One kid fell, slashing against bark and cone for fifteen or twenty feet, before he grabbed a branch and saved himself. 6. The Indian Health Service doctor removed over one hundred slivers from that kid's skin. 7. For some reason, the tribe had dumped a pile of huge and unused sewer pipes down a sand hill behind the school. And we Indian boys turned it into a playground. 8. Once, I crawled to the top of a pipe, propped high into the air by other pipes, and hung off the edge by my fingertips. I was twenty feet off the ground. 9. Nothing is immortal, but some things live for a long-ass time. There's a fungal colony in Oregon that's been alive for 2,400 years. 10. Yeah, those fungi were toddlers when Jesus Christ was rambling around with his twelve buddies. 11. Here's a curse: "I don't want to live forever; I just want to live longer than you." 12. I knew an Indian who leapt from a thirty-foot cliff and dove toward a shallow pool only three feet in diameter. 13. I wasn't there when he crashed into the rocks and died. Why didn't any of the other Indians try to stop him? Because they thought he'd survive. 14. I'm not afraid of death; I'm afraid of Indians who aren't afraid of death. | |
 The Duncan MacLeod Immortality of The Highlander 1 | Happy New Year's, Mates MacLeod | |
| The Woodhouse Sanctum of Hoodoo | Belated Happy New Year, MacLeod. |
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