Oct. 16th, 2008

[identity profile] fiveby-five.livejournal.com
[the ding of cans and bottles falling over]

[a sudden crash from multiple bags of trash hitting a wall; the groan of someone who realized she woke up near a dumpster DX]


Disgusting...

[a beat]

What jacked up back water dimension I wake up in now?



[OOC: Someone got castle jacked and spent quite a while passed out in an alley. :C But canon bump! Replies may be slow after a bit, my apologies!]
[identity profile] she-gotyouthere.livejournal.com
[happy]

I have a new booooo-ooooots!

Listen to this ---

[run, skid, squeal of rubber soles on tiled floor]

They're so white! And black! And pristine!

They are clearly the best boots in existence.
[identity profile] frostmourned.livejournal.com
Almost too easy. If we weren't so bored of this tiresome place, we'd be disappointed.





If you could get rid of a single emotion, what would it be and why? Our death knights feel little if any, so please indulge our morbid curiosity.
[identity profile] pyrotechnicalty.livejournal.com
NEKUUUUUUUUUUU! JET-KUUUUUN!

Come meet me at that 'pool' thing downstairs tomorrow afternoon! I'll make lunch and we can go swimming and stuff~! Sound good~?

...does anyone else want to come too? Let me know so I can make more food~!
[identity profile] immortalizing.livejournal.com
[TARDIS filter]

[ so have a very very very very very smug Jack Harkness happily drinking a coffee by himself as he stands in the kitchen of Ten's TARDIS - did we mention he is smug? Like seriously I-just-won-the-best-prize-ever smug? cause he is... seriously feel free to question it ;Db ]
[identity profile] lady-girasol.livejournal.com
[And because making, holding, and breaking multiple magical barriers last night generally takes a physical toll on people, Zazie chose not to go up to her room to sleep last night and has returned to her customary habit of falling asleep on barstools.

Y halo thar Deathmatch]


Mmmmgh... zzz... ... ...

[OOC: Zazie is VERY VERY unpleasant if people attempt to wake her while she's like this so have fun with trying to kick underage girl out of the bar lolol~]

† [03]

Oct. 16th, 2008 12:13 pm
[identity profile] ungeass.livejournal.com
[recorded sounds of a soft breeze rustling the leaves of trees. a quiet grunt, twigs snapping, then a "hm," followed by a disturbingly long pause]

I have a question: has anyone been tending to the orange groves here? They aren't in the greatest condition, I must say. If there is no one... would I be permitted to take up the task?
[identity profile] thetransparent.livejournal.com
[dictated, the familiar sounds of the game room can be heard!?]

Given the number of fighters in this castle, it's interesting how many fighting simulation games there are.

[a sigh]

I need something else to do.

Episode 77

Oct. 16th, 2008 04:48 pm
[identity profile] spongetastic.livejournal.com
So... Claire is safe. Fred is back. I cleared a few things up.

Things are looking good again.
[identity profile] politesarcasm.livejournal.com

[ Ianto is feeling vaguely angsty and mostly bored. So he's decided to venture down to the kitchens. Even though he can't actually make coffee the smell coming from the machines soothes his soul. He'll be lounging around down there, feel free to help the guy out and make him a cup of coffee or engage him in conversation.]


((ooc: I've got a show to do so I'll be back to answer comments around 9 PM EST <3))

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Oct. 16th, 2008 07:46 pm
[identity profile] save-the-souls.livejournal.com
[Recorded; the sounds of writing on another notepad as Allen is doing some calculating with the debts]

[talking to himself softly] With everyone's help, it's about 20 grand a week currently...And if it stays that way it will take...[another long pause as he works out the math on the other notepad] ...522.3 years.

[an ill sounding moan] How terrible, I need to find a better way to earn money...[trails off as there a thudding sound coming from Allen's suitcase]

Eh? What was...

[A clicking sound as Allen opens the suitcase to investigate, and hurried flapping noises as Tim comes flying out]

Tim!?

TIM!!! [And you can imagine Allen is probably hugging Tim like crazy] I'm so glad you're okay!! I was so worried!

...Did you get bigger on me?!

[OOC: Timcanpy's canon has been updated \o/~@ ]
[identity profile] knowsyourangst.livejournal.com
Who here knows of those called Claymores?
[identity profile] playsthegame.livejournal.com
Private )

[Is now in the kitchen, looking through the fridge. Yes he can ask a ghost for anything, but since hiding in his room in his new "body," he's a bit restless. Feel free to come and poke if you want.]

eight;

Oct. 16th, 2008 10:02 pm
[identity profile] gingersnark.livejournal.com
[recorded footsteps; Turlough is trying (unsuccessfully), to retrieve his pen from one of Five's cats, and has just run into kitten!Five]

No, Jo, give me that. Honestly, stop stealing my-- oh, hello.

[a pause, curiously]

Haven't seen you around here before -- although you do look a bit familiar. Did the Doctor find you, then?



[[Posted now because I probably won't have internet tomorrow. D:]]

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