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[mouthiness.livejournal.com]

[There's the background noise of the news as Deadpool watches himself (And his good buddy Question!!!) on the TV in his apartment. When he talks, he as happy as always, though he's obviously tired sounding]

Tell me you people have been watching the news? You know, this is the second time I've been on the news related to dinosaurs. At least they don't know it was me this time. Or well... I guess you people know now. But what's the point of doing awesome things like fight a robot dinosaur if no one except the guy who made it gets to know? It'd be a crime. Sure, I didn't get to fight one of those long necked ones this time but they're plant eaters and obviously less cool than the T-Rex. Bigger, yeah, but lame.

If anyone wants, I'm available for autographs and pictures. Just give me some warning so I can give you my address and put some pants on-

[He stops because as he watches Question on TV, his BFF trails off while talking about the dinosaur incident, sighs as he rubs a hand over his eyes, then gets up and walks off of the set, much to the distress of his colleges. Deadpool whistles]

Well it looks like Q just found out it was me on his own. I think I should start expecting company soon. Company that's going to lecture me. The putz.


((SEE HERE ))

14 ... who needs sleep if you have vodka?

[brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com]

[7 stumbles home and clatters through the door somewhere in the vicinity of 3 am. She throws her shoes towards the closet and tosses the journal onto the coffee table, where it slides off and falls open. It starts recording general rustling as she grabs a soda from the kitchen.

Then it records a CRASH as she horribly miscalculates a jump over the back of the couch in her drunken stupor.]

Oooooooow .... [Sees the journal, and slides it over to her. Completely forgets to set a private filter.]

Apparently it is .... I shouldn't have had .... this floor is comfort-comfr ... nice.

[[ooc: Backdated to Sunday morning, presumably after all of these shenanigans! Feel free to have journal convos with a very drunk 7, and roomies ... she'll try not to throw up on the carpet, but no guarantees!]]

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[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

[the sound of Billy's front door closing, and a short sigh]

...Well.
I guess it lasted longer than I thought it would, at least.

[fridge door sound, hiss and pop of a can opening]

--Speaking of things that last longer than I thought it would...are we ever going back to the Castle?
Not that I'm eager to or anything, of course.

It's just that... well.

[staring forlornly at where a certain mad-scientist laboratory should be]

...Anyone else end up somewhere that is juuuust different enough from home to be really unsettling?

LA #2 - move west down Ventura Boulevard

[holydamnitxmas.livejournal.com]

[after a successful weekend raking in the bucks at the Cabana Club, Rusty's taking himself around town, nattering into the journal as he lounges on a tour bus]

Yyyy'know, this whole Los Angeles thing isn't half bad. I don't see what so many people are complaining about. [obnoxious mocking tone] "Ohhh, it's been a week, I wanna go hoooome". Pssh. Please. Haven't you people ever been on a vacation before? I say, you've all got one paycheck under your belts, ditch that job, play some hookey, and live it up a little!

... oh my god, I think I just saw Bonnie Bedelia. ME-OW.

Driver! Oh, DRIVER! Can we stop at a soda shop or something? I'm parched.

You wanna call the stops, toothpick, you should've taken a taxi.

Well! I certainly didn't pay extra for sass when I got on board. [attempts to get up and change his seat ... just as the bus speeds up. proceeds to fall on his scrawny ass]

DAMMIT.

((OOC: Open! Either over the journal, or to anyone brave enough to be on the same bus, or visiting Universal Studios once it stops. Mr. Green is some random heckling passenger, of course.))

mission six

[squirrelpatrol.livejournal.com]

[after following everyone to Disneyland, thinking he saw his Master, and getting yelled at by Dee, Dug is a very sad Dug. he misses being able to talk to the people, and Master Tony is ever so busy.

so he decides he is going to go and find some other people to be with! he does it all the time in the castle, and he's sure Master Tony will not mind. he doesn't want him to miss him, so he drags a piece of paper off Tony's desk, sticks a paw in his water dish, and leaves a sloppy paw print on the paper. it's the dog equivalent of "Gone out, BBL, Love, Dug."

and then he picks up his favorite toy - the bar of scrap metal from Tony's lab - and heads himself out the dog door to go wandering around LA.

feel free to find a collar-less, pudgy golden retriever wandering around! you might want to do it before the pound people pick him up, though...]

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[priestish.livejournal.com]

( Claire )

( Added later: Rin )

[this week... has been more than a little stressful. stressful, and surreal.

Abel didn't believe in God, but some thing - some cosmic power, perhaps - had quite the twisted sense of humor.

he's sitting on a park bench, leaning elbows on his knees and head in his hands, exhaling a haggard sigh; the poor priest hasn't slept in days and matters are only made worse by the fact he'd dumped salt in his morning tea instead of sugar. that's not even mentioning that he nearly burnt down the kitchen trying to make toast... don't ask.

rubbing raccoon eyes, he sighs and his shoulders slump a bit more. what in the name of God is he supposed to do now? Lilith is here. his brother is going to revert back to being a psychopathic mass murderer as soon as this L.A. nonsense was over. he was desperately afraid of failing her again. totally, utterly afraid.

D: clearly, someone needs to offer sagely advice. ...or just kick him. either or is good.]

[ooc: open post for the park/anywhere around the church/in between :> edit: notifs are screwed again /sobs...]

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[dryrots.livejournal.com]

( private. )

I believe I have misplaced something of importance and would very much like it back. [ oh well someone sounds slightly annoyed ]

If anyone has seen Bakura, not be confused with the Creampuff [ a pause ] --the short paler Bakura, I'd very much like to know. Wisely is on the brink of stealing his portion of dinner and it is bad enough having to listen to him complaining about the bedding arrangements.

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[ofthefaintsmile.livejournal.com]

[Someone's ended up at the beach because being a pampered, rich housewife is boring. She's wandering in the shallow waves, touching her face every now and then because it feels a little funny gdi she's going to have a sunburn tomorrow and seems to not being attention...

... because a big wave happens to catch her off guard and drench her. She pinwheels for a second, then manages to not fall over. How embarrassing. She shakes her hair out of her face...

BUT OH NO THERE'S ANOTHER BIG WAVE COMING D: ]

[[ooc: Open post, of course! Witness human Teresa's battle with the sea... in a dress that probably cost hundreds of dollars. B| ]]

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[ino]

[Tabloid Office Filter]

[a limo is pulling up to the curb, here, and a particular blonde steps out and into the building. she makes her way up the stairs, around the corner, wherever this girl's office is, before knocking once and opening the door anyways, looking into the room over her sunglasses.]

Maya, right?

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[likethetragedy.livejournal.com]

[Elektra is thumbing through her journal, trying to find some old entries while an agent chats with her. He was so much like her old one and has had little to so she ended up playing along with her 'job'.]

I'm not interested in photo shoots.

Baby you're killing me here. You already made the studio fire the stunt double and won't do the love scene....

I don't need one. I'm not interested in love scenes any more than photo shoots.

[The agent sighs, near defeated by her indifference.]

Well what are you interested in then?

....Fighting. I don't mind the fight scenes.

We already filmed those! Can't you please pretend to care? Both of our careers are on the line!

[She sighs and starts writing in her journal]

( Peace Patrol )

[ooc; Bold is her agent. Elektra got stuck being a movie star. Think Jennifer Garner back when she did action stuff like Daredevil, Elektra, and Alias. Ukitake told her about the Peace Patrol and she's bored. Hope it's okay?]

iii.

[imply.livejournal.com]

( [Gilbert.] )

( [Kanda.] )