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Raphael ([personal profile] mnt_raph) wrote in [community profile] ways_back_room2004-07-24 11:34 am

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OOC:
Side note for the Unfrozen Dead Angel.
He's lacking in the eye department.
Though, if people want, I could have Raph pick something suitable up from Weasley Wizard Weezies.
*smirk*

[identity profile] copperbadge.livejournal.com 2004-07-24 09:57 am (UTC)(link)
This whole subject just gets more and more disturbed. *cries*

[identity profile] copperbadge.livejournal.com 2004-07-24 10:44 am (UTC)(link)
I don't think I could handle a dead angel in the bar if his eyes were moving.

I think Sirius will steal one of the pairs of sunglasses from the lost&found and put them on him when he sets him up as Resident Fake Butler.

[identity profile] suchanicesuit.livejournal.com 2004-07-24 11:26 am (UTC)(link)
... I'm sorry to say I find the idea of someone approaching it and being hit by a dungbomb/eye hilarious. I think I may have regressed to the age of three.

[identity profile] prettyinpinkand.livejournal.com 2004-07-24 12:19 pm (UTC)(link)
*rolls around laughing* Will it be for the sweet tooth of the bar or the defense?

[identity profile] prettyinpinkand.livejournal.com 2004-07-24 12:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Brilliant! You ought to get the Nobel Peace Prize for this. Or the Milliways version, at the very least

[identity profile] itsajar.livejournal.com 2004-07-24 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)
... (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/216093.html)

[identity profile] bloodandsouls.livejournal.com 2004-07-24 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Could be worse... PEZ could be a controlled substance, like it was in the last RPG I was in...
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[identity profile] bloodandsouls.livejournal.com 2004-07-24 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
from here (http://groups.google.ca/groups?selm=19990325223631.25863.00000317%40ng10.aol.com&output=gplain) on alt.tv.x-files.x-ville:

Charter snatched the Pez from Flukeman and scurried over towards the shrubbery. She sat down cross-legged on the grass in the darkness and doffed her sweater, revealing the tank top she was wearing underneath.

From her pockets she pulled a bent teaspoon, a little wad of cotton fluff, a lighter, a syringe, and a length of rubber tubing.

"Christ," Flukeman said, wandering over. "You can just EAT the Pez, you know! There's really no need to FREEBASE it!"

"Shut the fuck up," Charter snapped.

"Have you ever actually DONE this before?" Flukeman eyed the way Charter's hand shook when she dropped a few pez into the spoon.

"No, but I've read an awful lot of William S. Burroughs."

"I REALLY don't think this is a good idea," Flukeman said. "Trust me, kid, I KNOW Pez!"