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minkhollowAll right, what the bloody hell is going on? (I'm looking at you, Sophie.)
I mean, it's kinda funny and all, but.
I mean, it's kinda funny and all, but.
Jul. 30th, 2004
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Jul. 30th, 2004 01:14 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
miscellanny.livejournal.comIMPORTANT
I can't access gmail anymore. I have no idea how long this state of affairs will continue- possibly until I get the 'net at home. I've changed all my notifications to hotmail, so I will do everything I can to remain on top of things, but if anyone's sent anything of importance to me in the last 24 hours, *please* resend it to villainny @ hotmail.com
Thanks.
DamndamndamndamnDAMN
I can't access gmail anymore. I have no idea how long this state of affairs will continue- possibly until I get the 'net at home. I've changed all my notifications to hotmail, so I will do everything I can to remain on top of things, but if anyone's sent anything of importance to me in the last 24 hours, *please* resend it to villainny @ hotmail.com
Thanks.
DamndamndamndamnDAMN
muddypetticoats.livejournal.com( This Fiction has been rated T for Turtle. Absolutely not Turtle Porn. Never ever. Read at your own risk. Do not read while drinking. We are not responsible for any damage to computers or brains incurred as a result of reading this work. )
. . .
And you thought we were kidding...
Love and nibbles from Lynette, Rami, and Jess.
And you thought we were kidding...
Love and nibbles from Lynette, Rami, and Jess.
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Jul. 30th, 2004 03:11 amnot_descendingThe comments just keep growing and growing!
Anathema loses a game of rummy and starts playing solitaire. Paul hovers. When asked for a suggestion, he says not to sacrifice her king because he's doing it himself. Anathema tells him that his suggestions aren't useful at the moment, and he tells her she's always playing with other people. She asks who she's playing against, and Paul alludes to a Higher Power, highly deserving the superfluous capitalization. Paul starts building a house of cards. Anathema points out his trust, and upon being told that the house blowing down isn't awful, she is contrary. Paul's poem is quoted by them both. Anathema points out that at least she's not reciting A Decent Proposal, and Paul asks if she's female. Neither of them know guys who like being called Lady Girl. Paul informs Anathema she's got bad punchlines and leaves.
Over in a different continuum, Hob asks Anathema if she does anything besides play games, and when asked to play informs her he doesn't like cards because they don't like him. Anathema tells him she doesn't play for stakes, and asks if her cards are sentient. He asks what she's got to lose, and they both agree there's always something to lose. Anathema knows she's never playing alone, and tells Hob that when she runs out of conversation with herself she deals out more cards or goes and reads. Hob says isolation isn't as easy as it looks, and refuses to elaborate, calls Anathema annoying, and tells her to stop prying into his thoughts. She tells him being cryptic is amusing, and that annoyance is in the eye of the beholder. Hob doesn't stay where he's not wanted (as a general thing), and Anathema has quiet opinions. Hob says he doesn't know what he's talking about, and Art goes to bed.
And in another continuum, Paul stares at Hob, and turns down Turtle Porn. Hob says Paul is still sulking, and needs to go loosen up. Paul says "Okay, I'll go kill someone!" and temporarily freaks out Hob before he decides Paul's messing around again. Paul is disappointed in himself: he's been too good, and Hob wants to know what's going on in Paul's head, but refuses to look. Paul already gave Hob a bit of truth, but Hob doesn't get the signal and Anathema's player giggles like she's seven. Paul accepts, and tells Hob he just has to listen, but he doesn't hear Hob listening because there's water in his ears. Paul has no heart, and doesn't remember Hob offering help; Christ has abandoned him, but Hob hasn't, and won't as long as it's in him to stay. Paul almost smiles, and everyone is SHOCKED. They're good, and Paul can go play with Neb if he stays away from the cough syrup.
Anathema loses a game of rummy and starts playing solitaire. Paul hovers. When asked for a suggestion, he says not to sacrifice her king because he's doing it himself. Anathema tells him that his suggestions aren't useful at the moment, and he tells her she's always playing with other people. She asks who she's playing against, and Paul alludes to a Higher Power, highly deserving the superfluous capitalization. Paul starts building a house of cards. Anathema points out his trust, and upon being told that the house blowing down isn't awful, she is contrary. Paul's poem is quoted by them both. Anathema points out that at least she's not reciting A Decent Proposal, and Paul asks if she's female. Neither of them know guys who like being called Lady Girl. Paul informs Anathema she's got bad punchlines and leaves.
Over in a different continuum, Hob asks Anathema if she does anything besides play games, and when asked to play informs her he doesn't like cards because they don't like him. Anathema tells him she doesn't play for stakes, and asks if her cards are sentient. He asks what she's got to lose, and they both agree there's always something to lose. Anathema knows she's never playing alone, and tells Hob that when she runs out of conversation with herself she deals out more cards or goes and reads. Hob says isolation isn't as easy as it looks, and refuses to elaborate, calls Anathema annoying, and tells her to stop prying into his thoughts. She tells him being cryptic is amusing, and that annoyance is in the eye of the beholder. Hob doesn't stay where he's not wanted (as a general thing), and Anathema has quiet opinions. Hob says he doesn't know what he's talking about, and Art goes to bed.
And in another continuum, Paul stares at Hob, and turns down Turtle Porn. Hob says Paul is still sulking, and needs to go loosen up. Paul says "Okay, I'll go kill someone!" and temporarily freaks out Hob before he decides Paul's messing around again. Paul is disappointed in himself: he's been too good, and Hob wants to know what's going on in Paul's head, but refuses to look. Paul already gave Hob a bit of truth, but Hob doesn't get the signal and Anathema's player giggles like she's seven. Paul accepts, and tells Hob he just has to listen, but he doesn't hear Hob listening because there's water in his ears. Paul has no heart, and doesn't remember Hob offering help; Christ has abandoned him, but Hob hasn't, and won't as long as it's in him to stay. Paul almost smiles, and everyone is SHOCKED. They're good, and Paul can go play with Neb if he stays away from the cough syrup.
pjpettigrew.livejournal.comJust a little background on significant parts of Peter's backstory, and how I figured them out.
( Questions and Answers )
( Questions and Answers )
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Jul. 30th, 2004 11:36 amkassandraloxias.livejournal.comSo um... yeah...
Won't be around for a bit. Some days, probably; some weeks, at the outside. If Kassandra comes into the bar tonight, she's leaving early, as I am leaving the house in Real Life at 3AM to get to Boston.
Sirius-mun is going to God for Kassandra. Peter-mun and James-mun, you too. I trust y'all. :)
Thank you.
Won't be around for a bit. Some days, probably; some weeks, at the outside. If Kassandra comes into the bar tonight, she's leaving early, as I am leaving the house in Real Life at 3AM to get to Boston.
Sirius-mun is going to God for Kassandra. Peter-mun and James-mun, you too. I trust y'all. :)
Thank you.
Why Glod? WHY?
Jul. 30th, 2004 11:41 ammnt_raphThe Bar According to Raph:
The morning starts out normal enough. Raph has brunch with a Illyria. They agree the bar needs more violence, and fewer scrambled eggs doused in vodka. Tim Hunter arrives. That stupid frickin' cartoon is brought up. Illyria and Tim square off. It all ends nice enough, if you like that 'non-violent' sort of thing. Tim exits, and Illyria begins to feel the effects of the vodka. Raph carries her to her room, and sets her up for her eventual pukefest.
His good deed for the day complete, Raph returns to the bar, where he is greeted by George. The spittake was a nice touch, by the way. Raph tells her the sordid details of his origins. George returns in kind. We then learn more about the Death Industry than Glod intended. That's when the questions start.
Angie arrives shortly after George, and quickly begins asking questions about Female!Joe. She feels so shitty for having tried to befriend Jamee, that she even apologizes to Raph. In the conversation we learn that Angie hates to be called peaches, Dionysis is the best lay she's ever had, the war, yet another slogan for Milliways, and yes, there was a hug. After the brief sentimental moment, they continue on with the sniping and insulting. It's all vaguely Moonlighting. Then, Raph pushes his luck a little too far, and ends up a flying pink and yellow polkadotted turtle. Beverages are attacked, apologies rendered, and in the end Raph does end up carrying her to her room. Though, he does steal her wand in the process. heh heh heh.
Somewhere in the middle, Angie and George gang up on Raph, again with the personal question.
This can only mean that all women are perverts.
Before heading to bed, Raph warmly greets Nitz.
That's my story, and I'm stickin' too it.
The morning starts out normal enough. Raph has brunch with a Illyria. They agree the bar needs more violence, and fewer scrambled eggs doused in vodka. Tim Hunter arrives. That stupid frickin' cartoon is brought up. Illyria and Tim square off. It all ends nice enough, if you like that 'non-violent' sort of thing. Tim exits, and Illyria begins to feel the effects of the vodka. Raph carries her to her room, and sets her up for her eventual pukefest.
His good deed for the day complete, Raph returns to the bar, where he is greeted by George. The spittake was a nice touch, by the way. Raph tells her the sordid details of his origins. George returns in kind. We then learn more about the Death Industry than Glod intended. That's when the questions start.
Angie arrives shortly after George, and quickly begins asking questions about Female!Joe. She feels so shitty for having tried to befriend Jamee, that she even apologizes to Raph. In the conversation we learn that Angie hates to be called peaches, Dionysis is the best lay she's ever had, the war, yet another slogan for Milliways, and yes, there was a hug. After the brief sentimental moment, they continue on with the sniping and insulting. It's all vaguely Moonlighting. Then, Raph pushes his luck a little too far, and ends up a flying pink and yellow polkadotted turtle. Beverages are attacked, apologies rendered, and in the end Raph does end up carrying her to her room. Though, he does steal her wand in the process. heh heh heh.
Somewhere in the middle, Angie and George gang up on Raph, again with the personal question.
This can only mean that all women are perverts.
Before heading to bed, Raph warmly greets Nitz.
That's my story, and I'm stickin' too it.
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Jul. 30th, 2004 12:43 pmand-eggs.livejournal.comDo I need to introduce Hamlet? Really?
Well, since I have a few minutes free between crises at work, but not the energy to tap out iambs on my desk to make sure my post scans okay, I'll give a ( Very Brief Rundown. :-) )
That's the canon. For purposes of this game, this Hamlet has the following characteristics:
Hrrm. Is there anything I'm forgetting? Feel free to badger me. Anyone have questions? Comments? Couplets?
Well, since I have a few minutes free between crises at work, but not the energy to tap out iambs on my desk to make sure my post scans okay, I'll give a ( Very Brief Rundown. :-) )
That's the canon. For purposes of this game, this Hamlet has the following characteristics:
not mad, but not precisely sane either. In modern times, he'd probably be medicated. genuinely did love Ophelia -- he wasn't just messing with her. did not, repeat DID NOT, have an Oedipal complex. Affair with his mother: RIGHT OUT. couldn't quite sort out his feelings for Horatio, though. Until and unless we get a Horatio of our own in here, what I'm working with is this: Horatio is at least half in love with Hamlet, and Hamlet knows it. He might love Horatio a little in return, but can't reconcile this with his love for Ophelia, which consumes him. He's not above leading Horatio on a bit -- let's face it, Hamlet's kind of a jerk -- but isn't always toying with him. Give me that man that is not passion's slave, and I will wear him in my heart's core, ay, in my heart of hearts, as I do thee. death of Polonius: really was an accident. Rosencrantz and Guildenstern: not an accident at all, but probably a rash decision. He was stung by their betrayal. Sorry about that, lads. (important) has not read Hamlet. (Also hasn't read R&G, though he might enjoy that. [g]) bythebrook has read the play, and she had the bar give
has no idea that he's speaking in verse.
Hrrm. Is there anything I'm forgetting? Feel free to badger me. Anyone have questions? Comments? Couplets?
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Jul. 30th, 2004 12:52 pmcopperbadge.livejournal.comNote to all and sundry --
As I no longer have regular, controllable net access, Sirius may not be around much. He will be here and there, but I'm going to try to keep his Drama to a minimum. Just thought I'd let you guys know.
Tonks -- I have some ideas about the Harry Thing you were wanting to do, involving our new James. Cos poor Sirius is going to get rather overlooked if Harry's Real Dad is about too.
As I no longer have regular, controllable net access, Sirius may not be around much. He will be here and there, but I'm going to try to keep his Drama to a minimum. Just thought I'd let you guys know.
Tonks -- I have some ideas about the Harry Thing you were wanting to do, involving our new James. Cos poor Sirius is going to get rather overlooked if Harry's Real Dad is about too.
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Jul. 30th, 2004 02:00 pmpjpettigrew.livejournal.comSHIT.
My doctor is insisting that I need to go to the hospital overnight to get a severe wound infection in my right leg treated. Like, NOW
I do not want to go. I do not have insurance. I cannot afford this.
Most emphatically, I do not want to deal with hospitals and nurses and people who want me to sleep at night when I can't (I cannot sleep at night; daytime is when I sleep) and people who want me to lie in a bed when I have sores on the underside of my legs and any pressure on them is utter agony and no access to the Internet and no access to people.
I do not even know where this fucking hospital IS.
But my doctor is being an arsehole, so of course I have to go bust my rear end trying to find the place on a frantic Friday afternoon when every driver in the world is going insane.
And it would help if someone in my family had ever survived hospitalisation, too. But no one ever has.
I've already told Doctor Arsehole all this and he is not listening. Well, why would he? I'm only the patient.
If you don't see Peter around this weekend, that's why. Assume he's still recovering from the Healing Moiraine gave him.
Goddamn it, Doctor Arsehole, couldn't you just give me the fucking antibiotic for my legs and leave me alone?
My doctor is insisting that I need to go to the hospital overnight to get a severe wound infection in my right leg treated. Like, NOW
I do not want to go. I do not have insurance. I cannot afford this.
Most emphatically, I do not want to deal with hospitals and nurses and people who want me to sleep at night when I can't (I cannot sleep at night; daytime is when I sleep) and people who want me to lie in a bed when I have sores on the underside of my legs and any pressure on them is utter agony and no access to the Internet and no access to people.
I do not even know where this fucking hospital IS.
But my doctor is being an arsehole, so of course I have to go bust my rear end trying to find the place on a frantic Friday afternoon when every driver in the world is going insane.
And it would help if someone in my family had ever survived hospitalisation, too. But no one ever has.
I've already told Doctor Arsehole all this and he is not listening. Well, why would he? I'm only the patient.
If you don't see Peter around this weekend, that's why. Assume he's still recovering from the Healing Moiraine gave him.
Goddamn it, Doctor Arsehole, couldn't you just give me the fucking antibiotic for my legs and leave me alone?
The coloring thread
Jul. 30th, 2004 02:09 pmash--evildead.livejournal.comThe CUTENESS.. it bliiinds. And Barbie is evil.
Off to the movies. Would Nitz and Hellboy's players kindly find me later?
Off to the movies. Would Nitz and Hellboy's players kindly find me later?
Something funny is going on here...
Jul. 30th, 2004 02:10 pmjcrichton.livejournal.comIf one of the mods could IM me at AIM screenname Kimpire (preferably before 7pm), that would be really awesome. Something weird has happened that needs sorting out...
Thanks.
Thanks.
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Jul. 30th, 2004 02:12 pmlord-of-dreams.livejournal.comOphelia's dream, now in new improved "Unlocked" format.
I know these weren't asked for....
Jul. 30th, 2004 02:16 pmitakesouls.livejournal.comBut I love Jennifer Connelly and just felt the big urge to make Icons. SO here are some Icons for Luck if she feels like using them.
( Luck Icons )
( Luck Icons )
re: 'All turtles are toys.'
Jul. 30th, 2004 03:31 pmminkhollowThe Discworld geek in me wants to jump into that conversation and ask 'but what if the turtle is a god?'
Unfortunately, there's no feasible in-character way for me to do so, I don't think. ::shrugs::
Unfortunately, there's no feasible in-character way for me to do so, I don't think. ::shrugs::
the-woodpecker.livejournal.comIdle curiosity really, but when LJ gets terminally slow like this, especially on a Threadzilla(e) night, does anyone else wonder if Millways killed LJ dead?
:))
:))
Summary -- Tonks' Bad Day at the Office
Jul. 30th, 2004 04:16 pmindy-go.livejournal.comThis summation will be the epitome of brevity, as I have to shortly go sell fall clothing to people in the middle of summer.
Tonks arrives looking slightly worse than death warmed over. Crowley is concerned (!), and eventually makes her spill. They discuss when guilt is an appropriate emotion, and then Crowley goes on to fill Tonks in on the goings-on of the past few days. He bemoans his perpetual state of fucking idiocy. They ruminate on their strange friendship and Tonks sends him on his way to find Aziraphale.
Meanwhile, Angelina arrives
and wants to help, but Tonks is a bit wary of sharing this with someone
she doesn't really know. They two have a very nice conversation,
nonetheless.
Finally, Charlie shows up looking panicked, having heard only bits of what happened to Tonks. He is comforting, funny, and rather protective. It's all very sweet, and actually not at all explicitly sexual, I'm afraid.
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Jul. 30th, 2004 06:18 pmash--evildead.livejournal.comHas anyone thought of starting a Milliways quote list? Gems like " A.J. Crowley, snarky bastard extraordinaire" and "Great art defies convention. And furniture." really ought to be preserved somewhere.
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Jul. 30th, 2004 06:21 pmfairest1.livejournal.comI really should have done a summary post before now . . . Anyway, significant plot points, in some semblance of an order(feel free to tell me if I left anything out):
Snow was having a nice chat with Moiraine, and found out that she was stuck at Milliways. Happy to help, she offered to let her use the broom closet that she's been using to get back and forth from Fabletown. Unfortunately, something broke, rendering the closet unusable (well, as a portal, anyway) Snow then stormed off to her room
The next day, Snow feels the need to get drunk over her situation. Tonks comforted her, and she forgave Moiraine.
Meanwhile, Snow's maternal instincts have been kicking in, and she's had chats with various people.
Then she came across Jamee. No one told her about Jamee. So she just approached her for a nice girl-to-girl talk. Jamee reacted characteristically harshly to Snow's attempt at conversation, and they both stomped off on thier way.
The next day, Snow sees Jamee again and realizes the truth: Jamee is a classic abuse victim, blaming herself for it and feeling she has no one to turn to for help. So Snow decides to try and find an ally for the poor girl. Crowley decides that she can have some fun with this, and comes along. Snow figures that Crowley just did it to try and come across as more comforting, and happily goes on her way, thinking things will work out now.
It's odd playing a character that's this naive. Sure, it's canonical, but still. . . Could someone fill in Snow? She'll happily take a cane to Jamee's head upon finding out.
Snow was having a nice chat with Moiraine, and found out that she was stuck at Milliways. Happy to help, she offered to let her use the broom closet that she's been using to get back and forth from Fabletown. Unfortunately, something broke, rendering the closet unusable (well, as a portal, anyway) Snow then stormed off to her room
The next day, Snow feels the need to get drunk over her situation. Tonks comforted her, and she forgave Moiraine.
Meanwhile, Snow's maternal instincts have been kicking in, and she's had chats with various people.
Then she came across Jamee. No one told her about Jamee. So she just approached her for a nice girl-to-girl talk. Jamee reacted characteristically harshly to Snow's attempt at conversation, and they both stomped off on thier way.
The next day, Snow sees Jamee again and realizes the truth: Jamee is a classic abuse victim, blaming herself for it and feeling she has no one to turn to for help. So Snow decides to try and find an ally for the poor girl. Crowley decides that she can have some fun with this, and comes along. Snow figures that Crowley just did it to try and come across as more comforting, and happily goes on her way, thinking things will work out now.
It's odd playing a character that's this naive. Sure, it's canonical, but still. . . Could someone fill in Snow? She'll happily take a cane to Jamee's head upon finding out.
pjpettigrew.livejournal.comWent to doctor to get his assertion that the hospital would treat me without charging IN WRITING. He refused to do this.
He did provide antibiotics and anti-depressants.
I promised to do to the hospital tomorrow, as it is highly unlikely the leg will heal without hospitalisation. I'm thinking tomorrow morning. Fewer cars and trucks are likely to be bearing down on me around 6 a.m. rather than at rush hour on Friday.
Because I am insane and because I already miss you guys, I went out and splurged, buying ten books (twelve, really, as one book was three books in one). I will have plenty to read in the hospital, that is for damned sure. This has to be one of the most literate and literary RPGs I've ever seen.
I am still not happy about going but I am feeling a lot calmer. Must be the prayers.
Love you people.
Peter-mun
He did provide antibiotics and anti-depressants.
I promised to do to the hospital tomorrow, as it is highly unlikely the leg will heal without hospitalisation. I'm thinking tomorrow morning. Fewer cars and trucks are likely to be bearing down on me around 6 a.m. rather than at rush hour on Friday.
Because I am insane and because I already miss you guys, I went out and splurged, buying ten books (twelve, really, as one book was three books in one). I will have plenty to read in the hospital, that is for damned sure. This has to be one of the most literate and literary RPGs I've ever seen.
I am still not happy about going but I am feeling a lot calmer. Must be the prayers.
Love you people.
Peter-mun
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Jul. 30th, 2004 06:46 pmwtfbrain.livejournal.comSorry about that folks. My Semagic client had this comm set as the last post location, and I didn't even notice.
*hangs head in shame*
*hangs head in shame*
Sorry for teh spam...
Jul. 30th, 2004 06:59 pmtorollthedice.livejournal.comI've been slacking a bit lately regarding my characters. I got a lovely amount of sleep last night/this morning, for a change, and have quite enough energy to make up for the slackage.
I'll be pulling all of my characters (with the almost certain exception of Despair) into the game tonight, so they can get a workout. I'm going to be operating mostly off of email notification, so if I'm slow getting responses out, or if it seems I've forgotten you, I've likely just not gotten the notification. Feel free to bug me at clearobscurity [at] gmail [dot] com and let me know.
Actually, come to think of it, the AIM name I'd listed in the player intros previously is not applicable right now. I've had to revert to another one for personal reasons. I can't post the new name here for the same personal reasons. If you need to reach me, or just want the name, email me at the above address (clearobscurity [at] gmail [dot] com), and I'll send you my username. Alternatively, there are a few people who already know it, such as Door-mun and Joe-mun for instance, who can tell you.
Recap: All my chars will be out. I'm running off of email notifications. My IM name has changed. Email for the new one. Thank you.
I'll be pulling all of my characters (with the almost certain exception of Despair) into the game tonight, so they can get a workout. I'm going to be operating mostly off of email notification, so if I'm slow getting responses out, or if it seems I've forgotten you, I've likely just not gotten the notification. Feel free to bug me at clearobscurity [at] gmail [dot] com and let me know.
Actually, come to think of it, the AIM name I'd listed in the player intros previously is not applicable right now. I've had to revert to another one for personal reasons. I can't post the new name here for the same personal reasons. If you need to reach me, or just want the name, email me at the above address (clearobscurity [at] gmail [dot] com), and I'll send you my username. Alternatively, there are a few people who already know it, such as Door-mun and Joe-mun for instance, who can tell you.
Recap: All my chars will be out. I'm running off of email notifications. My IM name has changed. Email for the new one. Thank you.
-mr-morden-.livejournal.comI'm trying to think of something Morden could bring Door as a good faith (ha) gesture. (Islington's head in a box? :))
Also, is Tom-mun (Vivien?) at all willing for Tom to be (at least momentarily) tempted back to the Dark Side?
'Cause Morden would love to try.
And, Moraine? Whenever Morden's in the bar, there are Shadows somewhere near him.
Most people can't see them, and I don't know your canon, but it seems like there's some potential for drama there.
I'll put a picture of them up on Morden's userinfo page.
(That page, btw, is a Babylon 5 spoiler-o-rama. Apologies. I wanted to explain the whole Shadows and Vorlons thing for people who don't know.)
I'll be around a bit later. My e-mail is medleyf (at) yahoo (dot) com if anybody wants to plot...
Also, is Tom-mun (Vivien?) at all willing for Tom to be (at least momentarily) tempted back to the Dark Side?
'Cause Morden would love to try.
And, Moraine? Whenever Morden's in the bar, there are Shadows somewhere near him.
Most people can't see them, and I don't know your canon, but it seems like there's some potential for drama there.
I'll put a picture of them up on Morden's userinfo page.
(That page, btw, is a Babylon 5 spoiler-o-rama. Apologies. I wanted to explain the whole Shadows and Vorlons thing for people who don't know.)
I'll be around a bit later. My e-mail is medleyf (at) yahoo (dot) com if anybody wants to plot...
*is walking advertisement, yay*
Jul. 30th, 2004 07:50 pmfahye.livejournal.comHey, Selkie? I didn't put it on the St Bernard :D
I don't even own a St Bernard, girl, WTF?
( Cut for whopping mofo pictures, even when resized. Damn my digital camera. )
May it also be put on record that:
1) Hob and Paul rock my world.
2) both Lucifer and Lucifer-mun find the idea of Crowley - in whatever form - sleeping with Billy very, veryhot bizarre.
I also apologise for my exceedingly flighty RPing habits - school, once again, eats my life.
I don't even own a St Bernard, girl, WTF?
( Cut for whopping mofo pictures, even when resized. Damn my digital camera. )
May it also be put on record that:
1) Hob and Paul rock my world.
2) both Lucifer and Lucifer-mun find the idea of Crowley - in whatever form - sleeping with Billy very, very
I also apologise for my exceedingly flighty RPing habits - school, once again, eats my life.
Calling an iconographer!
Jul. 30th, 2004 09:05 pmweallscream.livejournal.comCan anyone make me an icon of this man:
Without Paul behind him?
I lack those skilz.
Without Paul behind him?
I lack those skilz.
The Pictures on the Bar
Jul. 30th, 2004 09:48 pmsmallestopenerPony: Ingress
Creepy black figure with red swirls: Anthy (are we surprised?)
Fire: Bernard
Pipebomb: Bernard
Portrait of Ingress with blue hair: Lord Peter
Portrait of Mary Poppins: Lord Peter
Dog: Nitz
Matthew the Raven: Dream
A castle with a friendly wolf in front of it: Snow White
Animated Quidditch player: Fleur
Flowers: Gabrielle
Cat: Gabrielle
More flowers: Ingress
Utter insanity: Hob and Paul
An orange kitten (His Imperial Majesty Nebuchadnezzar King of Babylon): Regulus
A pastoral meadow, with apple trees and birds: Liz
Four sketches: Old Wolf
I'll add to this as more pictures get put up. Come on, it's a cute five year old! You know you want to draw!
Creepy black figure with red swirls: Anthy (are we surprised?)
Fire: Bernard
Pipebomb: Bernard
Portrait of Ingress with blue hair: Lord Peter
Portrait of Mary Poppins: Lord Peter
Dog: Nitz
Matthew the Raven: Dream
A castle with a friendly wolf in front of it: Snow White
Animated Quidditch player: Fleur
Flowers: Gabrielle
Cat: Gabrielle
More flowers: Ingress
Utter insanity: Hob and Paul
An orange kitten (His Imperial Majesty Nebuchadnezzar King of Babylon): Regulus
A pastoral meadow, with apple trees and birds: Liz
Four sketches: Old Wolf
I'll add to this as more pictures get put up. Come on, it's a cute five year old! You know you want to draw!
the-woodpecker.livejournal.comFor all intents and purposes, Bernard will be shadowing Ingress tonight. So, wherever Ingress goes, Bernard goes.
So, if your character starts anything, Bernard will know. He has matches. He's insane. He likes Ingress a lot.
This has been an public service announcement sponsored by Let's Not Have Bernard Blow Things Up Tonight.
:D
So, if your character starts anything, Bernard will know. He has matches. He's insane. He likes Ingress a lot.
This has been an public service announcement sponsored by Let's Not Have Bernard Blow Things Up Tonight.
:D
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Jul. 30th, 2004 11:26 pmbloodandsouls.livejournal.comHey, George-mun, are you around? I'm at work, so no IM of any kind, but you can ping me at my.little.dementor [at] gmail.com, if you're around and still feel like finishing the scene...
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Jul. 30th, 2004 11:31 pmwhite-to-gold.livejournal.com*weeps*
Hi people.
I got my exam results today. They suggest that I was not doing nearly enough work even before the advent of milliways. I do not think my degree will cope with the addiction and lack of sleep that this most excellent game involves. Therefore The Fool will not be making any more appearances. Please assume for the time being that he has gone back to his own life in his own world.
Anyone who wants the journal is welcome to it, but I think Bartleby-mun gets first pick in case she needs him for plot points.
...
This sucks.
I will miss all you amazing people, and I will miss the cracktasticness an unbelievable amount. It's just one of those rare occasions where real life must come before milliways.
*looks around the bar fondly*
Damn.
I love this place.
*leaves*
Hi people.
I got my exam results today. They suggest that I was not doing nearly enough work even before the advent of milliways. I do not think my degree will cope with the addiction and lack of sleep that this most excellent game involves. Therefore The Fool will not be making any more appearances. Please assume for the time being that he has gone back to his own life in his own world.
Anyone who wants the journal is welcome to it, but I think Bartleby-mun gets first pick in case she needs him for plot points.
...
This sucks.
I will miss all you amazing people, and I will miss the cracktasticness an unbelievable amount. It's just one of those rare occasions where real life must come before milliways.
*looks around the bar fondly*
Damn.
I love this place.
*leaves*
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Jul. 30th, 2004 11:44 pmfairest1.livejournal.comAnd thus I begin my first major plotage with naught but a can of jolt espresso, an afternoon nap, a copy of the Action Heroine's Handbook opened to 'How to Give Birth Under Pressure', and an agreement from my parents that I can chat till I fall asleep on the keyboard. Now all I need is someone willing to take up the coming offspring's journals that I created beforehand - I'll email the journal info, password, and a brief description, you take it from there.
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Jul. 30th, 2004 11:45 pmprettyinpinkand.livejournal.comIs it wrong that the Barbie in my head is getting to be a character I kinda sorta like? Damn it, she's supposed to be pure evil. Forget this, I feel no pity for her. None at all.
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Jul. 30th, 2004 11:55 pmyoung_tmriddleAwwwwwwww!!!!
Congratulations, Snow White!
Pssst: Tom, Door, or Mary Poppins will chat with you later about taking a room in the House of Arch. Because a bar is no place for a baby :P
Congratulations, Snow White!
Pssst: Tom, Door, or Mary Poppins will chat with you later about taking a room in the House of Arch. Because a bar is no place for a baby :P
