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[rowanberries.livejournal.com]

Argh.

This is both a heads up and an apology. Heads-up: I am going directly to bed after this, because my head is killing me. My parents decided to turn a PTA meeting into a house-party, and argh.

And the apology is for never being around, my god. I suck. And I have stuff! Stuff to do!

Torchwood plotters, expect me to start chasing you, 'kay? Runaways-muns, I'ma work on getting Nico sorted. Emmy and Merc, I'm going to remember that OOM! Debi, I will fling Harth at your blacksmith! Yes!

And now, to bed!

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[rymenhild.livejournal.com]

If you are going to Millicon and have not yet registered, can you please comment here with the name and LJ of a character of yours who is likely to get into danger in the bar? Comments are screened.

Thank you!

pre-recruitment notice

[a1enzo]

We the ReBoot muns are finally drawing towards the conclusion of the Daemonplot, but we need your help! Enzo a.k.a. Little Matrix is currently looking for programmers to try to fix up the semifunctional cure for Daemon's viral infection. In the first week of July, Enzo will be returning to Mainframe with reinforcements, to administer the cure if possible and to go after Daemon herself; recruitment will begin a couple days before that. We'll probably still need additional programmers at that point in addition to the fighters, but the programmers can start sooner.

Complication #1: The good guys of ReBoot have been infected and will be aiding and defending Daemon. Try not to hurt 'em too bad. This also includes our friends from Snow Crash. (For that matter, the assault team won't actually get to kill Daemon either, since that's not how the plot ends.) You may also face miscellaneous infected Guardians and binomes - again, all good people when they're not infected, but we don't know 'em personally so you've got a bit more leeway there.

Complication #2: While the coders can work from Milliways if they like, the assault team will of course have to enter Mainframe. This means that ordinary humans and anyone else who cannot assume some kind of computer-compatible energy-based form will have to be digitized. Unfortunately, Dr. Stantz and Harper don't yet have the digitizing laser working in both directions. It can turn you into a sprite just fine... The digitized people will be able to reenter Milliways when this plot's done, but they can't go to matter-based worlds. We don't know just how long it's gonna take Stantz and Harper to fix the laser; take it up with them.

Please RSVP so's we can figure out how best to deploy you.

and now a public service message from Robin Goodfellow

[puckishly.livejournal.com]

"Ahem ... hello?"

Puck looks left. He looks right. He slips through the door and into the back room.

"Hullo," he says cheerfully. "How absolutely charming to see you all. Really. However ... as it happens, my reason for making my way back here is strictly business: I've a message for you."

He clears his throat, chiefly for dramatic effect, and continues.

"It has recently come to my attention that it has recently come to your attention that as of this OOM, I have in my possession some quantity of the flower known as heartsease or wild pansy, which the maids do call love-in-idleness. You all, I expect, know the tale of it.

"One mercuriazs, my dear and darling handler, has informed me that I ought to convey to you my most solemn vow to only use this little flower for good, and to be quite responsible and discerning with it." He makes a face. "Really. There's little fun in that."

Brightening, "But here I look to you, my friends. Should you conceive of some use for my current supply of love potion, please do inform me. Bear in mind, of course, the rules of the game: The juice of it must be applied to sleeping eyelids, whereupon the poor creature shall fall heedlessly in love with whatever it next spies."

He looks shifty.

"Also, perhaps we were better to keep this our little secret, mm? Prithee don't go telling Mercuria ... that should spoil the game."

[extra-OOC: That said, I can be pinged at Merky Dee with questions. Knock yourselves out, kids.]

Pimp Post for June 19

[sdelmonte]

Since no one's done this and since some posts really deserve it...

- Mr. Clean arrives! And meets a goo-girl, a god, and the Loompas. (Special bonus points to Bing for referencing Darkwing Duck!!)

- Homer Simpson's dream of free goo is dashed by Raspberry.

What have YOU got?

State of Heather's Pups Address

[slightlymonkish.livejournal.com]

Greetings, Milliways!

H'okay. I have some good news and some bad news.

The good news:

I am graduating high school on Tuesday, which = summer! YAY SUMMER!

The bad news:

(Well, this isn't really bad for me, but.) I have a summer job that begins July 9th! I don't know what my hours/days will be, but I'm pretty sure it's near-full time. I'll also be leaving for Pennsylvania for a week sometime in late July.

What this means for my pups:

Monk was just exit-posted out of the bar. I'm unsure of how long he'll be out - I suppose it depends on how long it takes me to write the various OOMs I have planned, and there are quite a few of them.

Krycek is UP FOR ADOPTION, complete with Kazimir! Let me know if you're interested & we'll work something out.

The others will be around sporadically, but don't expect to see the above two anytime soon.

Cool? Cool.

One more thing, before I bring this shiny OOC announcement to a close... THANK YOU, guys. A lot of you really helped me out during this school year, whether it was by helping me research something or just letting me rant to you about senior year stresses. <3333 I really appreciate it. :D

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[gabriel_tam]

FF-verse and closely associated types?

Please check in here.

Thanks!

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[mnt_mike]

Happy Hour is up and running.
It will be so until 12:30 AM, Eastern Standard Time.

Come one, come all!

Bulletin board

[a1enzo]

Now advertising for programmers to help with the Daemon stuff!

this... could take a while.

[gethenian.livejournal.com]

SO! People I was talking to about 45 minutes ago? Y'know how I said I'd be gone taking a shower for about 45 minutes? Well um... it's going to be a wee bit longer than that. When I came downstairs, I found our kitchen flooded, because the dishwasher had malfunctioned. My mom and dad had already opened it to stop the cycle, and I took over getting the water up with paper towels. So my mom asked me to go down to the laundry room and get the wash so she could fold it. When I went down to do so, I noticed it was raining in the basement.

Rather hard.

And not stopping, as it logically should since I'd gotten all the water off the floor.

SO when I went back upstairs, I found the kitchen flooded AGAIN. Covering the floor with bath towels and attempting to drain the dishwasher proved fruitless, because the water pooled in the dishwasher was actually... getting... hotter.

It was like a bad sci-fi show.

So I go get my dad out of bed to have him turn off the water, because I don't know where the valve is. We do that, the water FINALLY stops flowing into the dishwasher, and just to be safe, I spent about 20 minutes bailing it out with a dishcloth and salad bowl.

This has been the last hour of my life.

And so... if I didn't need a shower before, I DAMN well need one now. I'll be back online in about an hour. Unless the basement ceiling collapses, or the watermain breaks, or the sink explodes, or the gremlins hiding under the immense pile of stuff in the basement under the leak suddenly morph and eat everybody, or the Pope shows up at the door, or my karma cancels out and I cease to exist in this universe.

...yes, today has been a fascinating day even beyond this episode.

This has totally been the longest "brb" note EVER.

You're welcome.