ways_back_room | Aug. 23rd, 2004

Aug. 23rd, 2004

mynameisbruce.livejournal.com

Bruce-mun here.

I'm playing Bruce as an eight year old, without a year clear memory of being an eight year old (was much too old for my age), so if Bruce seems a bit too old/young, feel free to poke me.

Also? If anyone wants to make Bruce *sane* I would love you, as much as he is trying not to be.

mnt_raph

Home again jiggity jog.
So,....what'd I miss?

OH, and Penny-mun, we've got a scene to finish.

aj_crawley

Happily, nothing hugely important happened last night, so forgive the disgusting brevity of my summary.

Crowley talks to Fighter and Puck, who also talk to each other.

Hornblower comes over and gets Crowley to promise his aid in case a situation should develop between Snow and Dr. Gottreich, who are staring daggers at each other elsewhere in the bar.

'Skandra had another vision of Aziraphale. WAH.

Tonks and Crowley snark just a tiny bit and discuss the importance of plans. Tonks then tries to give the remiges back. WAH. Crowley refuses.

Sariel comes over, trying to give Crowley new sunglasses. Very Stupid Move. Crowley really, really dislikes Sariel, and tells her, in no uncertain terms, to fuck off. As does Tonks.

Crowley explains aforementioned dislike, and his apparent death-wish is discussed, as is Charlie Weasley, before Tonks goes home.

At some point during all of this, Crowley slips over to talk with Glorfindel, suggests a trade, and swears him to secrecy.

Finally, Crowley is sucked into the Endless Karaoke, reminded of his time in Berlin by the familiar strains of 'Two Ladies'. He plays the piano. :D

iopenthings

Well, y'all, I'm home. Tomorrow I head down to Richmond with my dad, and I've no idea what I'll find there. I'm expecting anything from minor smoke damage to my apartment having been broken to and everything being stolen and/or destroyed. I really don't know, but I'm nervous. I'm bad enough with transitions as it is (starting classes, meeting new people, etc.) without all this on top of it.

So. I'll be in. Sometime. In the meantime, despite having been in a car for... 14.5 hours today, I can't sleep. Anyone fancy RPing with Ophelia? I think she's the only one I can really bring in right now...

aj_crawley

Meg! Is Tonks in the bar yet?

miscellanny.livejournal.com

Hey all, I'm back.

And now I have to catch up.

O.O

Hooooooooly shit.

Also? I missed you all. Had a fantastic trip, but I have been in withdrawal. *g*

Current Mood: crazy

iopenthings

Also: I've been writing the Tom and Door's night in Moscow fic, but it's seriously exploded in length (3000 words or so and I haven't even gotten to the smut yet) and now that I've read everything Viv wrote I have some editing to do. I'm hoping to get it done in the next few days - but Door will come back before that gets finished for sure. But it is coming, I promise.

Maybe I'll be able to sleep now...

capt_angie

Ladies, Gentlemen, Boys and Girls, Gods, Angels, Demons, Witches, Wizards, Talking Animals, Ex-Talking Animals, and Anthromorphic Personifications all.

I have been away for a few days and i need to know whats been going on (and i'm too lazy to go back through all the posts and read them) so if you could be so good as to let me know whats been hapening (i.e the general state of the bar if it hasn't been destroyed completely and anything noticably different about the characters) i will be a Very Happy Little Bunny!

Ausi (see what i did there! thats french that is!

WANTED! One Oliver Wood. For Plotting Purposes and General Evilness.

I don't know if he's been taken because the cast list hasn't been updated in a while, but if he is out there then email me on: requiem_2_a_dream@hotmail.com

If he's not been taken and someone wants to take him then still e-mail me because plotting on my part has already begun. MWAHAHAHAHA!

Ok one more thing. Van Helsing-mun i believe we was going to plot Dru and the Demon Hunter. And Todd-mun, we was going to plot Angie and Todd methinks. So if you could mail me too. If not, Angie and Dru will be in the bar at about 10pm GMT, so maybe we could just start chatting then and see what comes about.

And Crichton-mun. I'm not sure whats going on with Angie and John at the mo. Need to know what you think about where that's headed, so, yeah you should probably mail me too.

Milliways: Miss a Little, Miss a Lot!

Current Mood: bouncy
Current Music: Girls Aloud: Love Machine

gypsyjr.livejournal.com

(Random thought before I begin: If there's ever another Drunken Kareoke Night, would it be unbearably silly of me to suggest "No Strings Attached" for Scott?)

Scott's night starts with meeting Akane, who asks if he's from the future. They discuss space travel, and Akane is terribly enthusiastic. Scott laments the lack of variety in his life.

Shortly thereafter, Mr. B Natural shows up, and somehow manages to get Scott talking about his mom, which makes him rather uncomfortable. Much to his relief, the topic shifts to other members of the family, and the "family business" is elaborated on. Mr. B responds as only s/he can and causes me to die laughing.

Snow White comes over and apologizes for leaving so quickly the last time they met. She explains her situation to Scott, and the benefits of Milliways are brought up. The conversation trails off as he helps her search for her wandering wolf-child.

The night begins to wrap up when Edward shows up, and Scott is finally able to give her the present he brought for her. (There's a bit of OOC discussion about my ability to play two characters at once, which as I later learned, doesn't work too well.) He's a bit surprised by her reaction (and I finally look up what the word "nonplussed" actually means) and the subject quickly changes to Ed's puppy. After she shows off the dog's tricks, the two of them say goodnight and Scott heads home.

And literally five minutes after shutting down for the night, I came up with a solution for my plot problem. *headdesk*

Current Mood: satisfied
Current Music: Busted - Meet You There

leplusbeau

So, I have a bit of a request/beg.

...would any of you fine icon making goddess be so kind as to make a Fleur/Bernard or Fleur/Ophelia icon thing? *gives puppy eyes* Please? I've tried but I fail miserably for I am a sucky thing.

Got nothing to offer. Nothing at all. For I suckth. Unless you just want my gratitude. Or an ovary. You can have one of those. If you want.

*eyes hopefully*

Also, the rather important annoncement I forgot at first. Fleur-mun is going to be rather busy the next few weeks. So, that means even less Milliways than has been happening recently. Therefore, I give Ophelia-mun and Bernard-mun the rights to God Fleur about as they wish when they are in (which the collective us is having problems with, alack internet, alack). So, yes. In summary, there will be little Fleur in the bar. Though, I am a theatre major, and my schedule does change rather suddenly on a regular basis, so things might change. Thank you guys!

indy-go.livejournal.com

Just after Tonks herself arrives in the bar, Crowley shows up, looking decidedly shifty with a sack of something, blue eyes, and white wings. Tonks and Kassandra, as well as George, are all understandably kerflummoxed. Tonks inquires as to why Crowley's playing dress-up, and Crowley continues to be shifty. Finally Tonks hits the nail on the head, and Crowley slips. Crowley doesn't want Tonks to help, at which point Tonks and 'Skandra both roll their eyes. Tonks is worried, and so is Crowley, but fortunately he's got friends in woodland places; Glorfindel arrives with the coat of mithril Crowley had asked for the night before, and wants to help Crowley in the fight, but Crowley, true to form, won't let him. Tonks is impressed with the mithril, and she and Crowley talk smithing.

Meanwhile, Sariel shows up again, much to the everlasting joy and rapture of Crowley and Tonks. Unphased, Sariel offers to help, but Crowley is not exactly interested. Tonks, who is lately far too snarky for her own good, also tells Sariel where she can get off, which results in a mute Tonks and a pissed-off Crowley and 'Skandra. Sariel removes the spell, but continues to poke Crowley about his plans, much to his annoyance. Meanwhile, 'Skandra goes all CIA and stabbinates. Crowley dismisses Sariel, who leaves, still insisting that she wants to help. Crowley remains unreceptive.

To wrap up the thread, Crowley ponders the idiocy of his mortal pals, who again tell him what's what. Crowley and Tonks get wibbly before discussing Crowley's collection, or lack thereof, of torture equipment, whilst Tonks and 'Skandra privately figure they've got Crowley pegged. At this point, everyone says goodnight, and the players are fangirled/fanboyed, which is very nice, indeed. :)

Also, I have to point out that Barbie stopped by for a brief moment somewhere in there, which cracked me up. Hee.

PSA: Not sure when I'll be in tonight, as I have to go to a department mixer for grad students and faculty, and get midly hit-upon by middle-aged professors. So. Here's hoping nothing overly plotty happens until I get in. *crosses fingers; makes puppy-eyes*

Current Mood: sleepy

dramaturgca.livejournal.com

Am back.

Current Mood: apathetic

wine-women-song.livejournal.com

edit: we've found

mynameisbruce a place to stay...sorry for my lack of cannon insight and awareness of what was going on around milliways. Thanks to those who pointed them out to me.

iopenthings

Well, we got down here, got to the apartment, spent several seconds looking for the bitch on our door, which was very faint and hard to see, and then discovered that none of my stuff smells like smoke in the least.

So, y'know, yay. Turns out the bitch was there before we moved in, we just hadn't noticed it and, my roommate in the fragile state she was in, it totally freaked her out.

Apparently she left her window open (we're going to have to talk about Proper Behaviour in a City) and somebody slit her screen and lit the drapes on fire.

Looks like we're moving to the third floor anyway, even though I'd be okay with staying on the first - but she's really freaked out and sort of over reacting, and the upstairs apartment is about the same amount of space for less money, and it'll be easier overall to move.

So! Very little harm done, a great deal of worrying for nothing, and scads of thanks to everyone for your support.

As it stands, we won't be able to move into the new apartment until end of this week, and who knows when I'll get everything hooked up, so I'll be in when I can, but not as much as I'd like to. Very sad, indeed. But. Could play for a wee bit now? Who's around?

bob_the_skull

Carmen San Diego-mun is aware, btw...

However - until the bar is returned,

bob_the_skull shall be MIA - or, well, where- whenever the bar is... ;)

More information as it becomes available... stay tuned to this broadcasting network... now back to your regularly scheduled programming...

gypsyjr.livejournal.com

Somehow I've convinced Hellboy-mun (my partner in plotting and insanity) to take on one of Scott's brothers as a second character. Despite the fact that she's not yet seen either incarnation of Thunderbirds.

Lo, my powers of persuasion are formidable. And kinda scary.

Either that, or I just have really suggestible friends.

Current Mood: impressed

toddbaby.livejournal.com

Hi. Prolly won't make much of a diff to most of you, but I thought I'd mention that, for circumstances beyond my control, I won't be around much the next few days. o_O So if you need to plot or make fun of me, please drop me a line (thanks to

copperbadge, I might add) at goldenyears at gmail dot com.

Woot.

puckishly.livejournal.com

I'd just like to say ...

I loff you, Quixote-mun. *fangirls wildly*

jcrichton.livejournal.com

Tonight's chaos has been brought to you through a collaboration between Crichton-mun and Grima/Ender-mun. We hope you enjoy it :)

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And now, to business.

"To business!" *glasses clink together* "...sorry, I thought you were proposing a toast."

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Obviously people need to go after the bar. If things stall or hit a dead end, we can always bring in the Deus Ex Machina ACME agent that caught up with Carmen and brings back the bar -- but it's a lot more fun if the bar patrons manage to bring it back themselves. So, with that in mind, here's the current situation.

Carmen Sandiego is currently in the French Revolution, with the bar. She's accidentally taken

bob_the_skull with her. Sirius is, evidently, gibbering in French.

Therefore, anybody who a) needs to ask us what Sirius is saying (though this can easily be made up by whoever's Godding him at the time), or b) needs to know details in the event a party is sent back to the French Revolution (Party in the French Revolution would be a good name for a rock band) can message us for the relevant information. Since Grima-mun's internet access is still spotty due to parental interference, you can message Crichton-mun. His screenname, on both AIM and YM, is Kimpire. Go for it. He's friendly, and won't bite. Usually, anyhow.

Otherwise, in the unlikely event he's unavailable or asleep or being tortured by mutant metrocards in search of Aztec gold, you can cross your fingers and pray that Grima-mun managed to slip past her parents yet again and log onto the internet. Her AIM is Tinuviel8994, and her MSN is Tinuviel8994@aol.com.

Of course, replying to this post will get your message to us by email.

lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com

Any of you Harry Potter fans follow MacHall? Rather amusing plot line from a while back.

mogget_cat

lord_of_dreams? I think you just broke Mogget with the comment on there not being a box. That floored the nuclear fission kitty in one fell blow.

Poor, broken kitty-shape pieces all over the floor.