Log : Dragonhorse

[kinky-stopwatch.livejournal.com]

Who: Ianto Jones kinky_stopwatch and Ashura wishmadeinfire
What: Ianto meets a Dragonhorse
When: Tonight
Where: The Stables
Rating: PG

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[notafruitbat.livejournal.com]

[There's a light ruffle of wings being recorded on the journal, as a lobby turkey begins to follow Conrad]

What... what are you... Go away!!

[a little pause]

I said get lost! Stop following me!

[And here Conrad tries to push the turkey away with his foot carefully. Apparently this doesn't go over well, because there is a loud rush of gobbles and frantic wing flapping.]

GAH--! [A moment of running recorded in loud thuds before the kitchen door is slammed shut in the turkey's face]

Why. Every. Time?!

twenty20

[fauconnerie.livejournal.com]

[ there's a boy sitting on the rooftop and he looks pretty unhappy. he's speaking up into the journal ]

Yeah, I --

[ wheenn he's suddenly poofed back into a hawk, tangled in his clothes and flapping his wings. ]

< Thanks a lot, Paradisa. Really, your timing is miraculous. A month later and everything. >

[ a "recorded" sigh and he'll be. trying to get out of all that fabric now when. ]

Gobble, gobble!

[ a wild turkey has approached! ]

< Oh, I don't think so. Don't try an aerial dogfight with me, buster. I'll kick your tail -- >

GOBBLE --!!!

[ this is followed by an angry hawk TSSEEEERRR, trying to scare the turkey away. BUT THE TURKEY IS CRAY CRAY. so feel free to come across. a hawk tangled in clothes and a turkey... fight about to go down. ALSO LOSS IS FINALLY OVER. ]

(no subject)

[luv8vul.livejournal.com]

[ Liz and Patty ]

You guys are late. How long do you expect me to wait around for you guys?

How am I supposed to take my father's place alone?

[ a sigh ]


[ Filtered from evil people ]

Does anybody here know how to construct unique weapons?

I'm looking for somebody who can craft guns that will fire my soul wavelength. My strength is limited like this, and the threats just keep increasing.

An eye for aesthetics is necessary as well.


[ Pharos + Ukitake + Team Fail (Team 4 from the spider expedition) ]

[ a thoughtful pause, then dictated ]

I know a lot of you probably don't celebrate it, but Thanksgiving is tomorrow. I'm just going to ask the ghosts for the meal, but I wouldn't mind sharing it.

⇒ 37

[whatialways_do]

[there's a annoyed Max. And there is gobbling. Lots and lots of gobbling.]

Okay, somebody better shut these turkeys up, or else there is going to be some serious birdicide going on. I'm so not kidding.

024 - Don't Bother None

[jammin-with-ed.livejournal.com]

[Edward has spent the morning gathering up all the fallen leaves she can find and putting them in a huuuuuuge pile. Every once in a while she has to rescue one from Arshi (the 8 legged sheep) who's wandering around nearby nibbling on the grass. She's laughing and singing to herself as she darts around]

Pretty colors! Leaves from the trees come play with Edward!

[she's wearing a well worn fedora that's clearly too big for her. When she finishes her pile she stands back and admires her work for a minute before looking around. With a grin and a squeal of joy she races to a nearby tree and climbs as high as she can. Without a second thought she leaps off, diving into the pile]


((ooc: as open as open can be! The journal's laying nearby, but she's not really paying attention to it... Arshi's probably nibbled on the corner a bit))

013

[fanfrickntastic.livejournal.com]

[Decided to take a nice walk around the castle, see what's going on, meet some new people and all that jazz. He's sauntering down the hallway with his hands in his pockets when he hears a noise behind him. He spins around and sees....... a turkey.]

... right... Thanksgiving... why am I surprised.

[He turns and starts to walk away, the turkey following close behind. Sighing, he turns around and stares at it, one eyebrow raised]

Don't you have anything better to do?

[Turns around again... and the turkey walks up and pecks his ankle]

AAH! You fucking cocksucker! [kicks the turkey] You're worse than those damn pigeons!

[The turkey comes back for another try at his ankles and he pulls his gun and levels it at the bird]


((ooc: will anyone try to save the bird?))

(no subject)

[lookslikedepp.livejournal.com]

[ the following is dictated rather hectically ]

Wh-What is with these turkeys?

[ have some GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE in the background... very aggressive gobble gobble gobbles ]

This is the first time in my life animals didn't like me! Is it because it's turkey day!? Did I do something wrong!?

[ anybody in the lobby will find one Jesus Christ running around a couch, turkeys a-chasin' ]

Ah! Ahhh! 

I'm sorry! I won't ask for turkey tonight!

[ turkeys a-peckin' at his feet, sob ]

Ack! Just leave me alone!

(no subject)

[supes]

( Lana's House (DCU Friends and Family Thanksgiving Dinner) )

[ooc: Tag yourself in. If anyone who didn't get invited wants to come, feel free to come across their pre-dinner football game, join 'em and come back with them for dinner at Lana's place. They're a friendly lot.

Football Game
Drinks & Socializing
Dinner]

(no subject)

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

(  town filter  )

一 - Surprise Attack

[disguisedsword.livejournal.com]

Well, this is new.

[ And that's saying something, coming from Ragnarok. Though he's lived for quite a long while, suddenly finding himself in what he can sense definitely is not his world is something he can say has never happened before. ]

[ On top of that, he's in his human form. Which didn't make sense to him. The last time this happened was because his partner managed to get shanked and kidnapped by a little girl while he was left to burn with a whore house. All this seems to be is a strange hotel in a different world with— ]

Insane turkeys? I've had worse welcomes. But I was hoping for more of a break before you were kidnapped again, Leroy.

[ Ragnarok's words sound far away, as though said to himself. His nearby, so-far-unnoticed-by-him journal picks up on the possible sounds of a turkey or two being kicked as well. Animal cruelty? Maybe. Annoying? Very. Life-threatening? No. ]

[ There are sounds of a decidedly more lethal nature than kicking. ]

[ OOC: Open through journals or in-person at the lobby. Also backdated to sometime earlier in the day. ]

fifth labyrinth

[lord-wizard.livejournal.com]

[Felix is in the tenth floor hallway with his journal in one hand, a bottle of wine in the other, and a bowl laden with food in the crook of an elbow. The slight sound of celebration emanating from the Four Seasons room can just barely he heard through the journal as he considers the page in front of him a moment before speaking]

It's terribly easy to feel left out at times like this. No better time to make our own company, I suppose. I am wondering, though, if the castle has ever celebrated any non-Earth holidays?

[He closes the journal, tucks it under his other arm, and raps on the door in front of him]

Ashura?

((ooc: in person for Ashura-ou. Felix is stopping by for a visit.))

Seventh Sip

[mal-addict.livejournal.com]

[Mal is at the shooting range, obliterating targets with her horsebow. To say she's in a bad mood would be a terrible, horrific understatement. Her journal is open beside her so she can dictate as she shoots]

Who signed me up for that ridiculous auction? Come on, own up, so I can punch you in the face multiple times. Nikola, was it you? It sounds like something you'd do, you smarmy bastard.

[An annoyed sound as she re-loads] As if I'd have any interest in such a ridiculous façade. Being ogled at by men who bid on you like you're some meat at a market.

Of all the stuck-up [KA-THUNK - there goes a target], chauvinistic [KA-THUNK] idiotic [KA-SPLAT] ...where did that turkey come from?

Wave #36

[just-the-pilot.livejournal.com]

( Serenicrew )

[Wash is in the kitchen with a turkey sandwich, bits of which he's feeding to Herbert. Just after he closes the filter, a turkey wanders into the kitchen. There's a.... slightly awkward moment where he stops, sandwich halfway to his mouth, the turkey staring at him - and then Herbert's doing what he does best and wandering over to sniff at the bird. Who gobbles loudly at the dinosaur - who roars back at it - and then they're chasing each other around the kitchen.

Oh, ai ya*...

[And then he's up and joining the chase, trying to get hold of Herbert or the turkey without getting pecked in the face]

Feng le = crazy (essentially)
Ai ya = damn

blog seventy-one

[bro-codebreaker.livejournal.com]

[Barney is sitting in the lobby, after Coraline, Wybie, and Eddy have cleared up their pie-selling scam, with a few pies of his own.

he's at a little folding table, with a big fancy tablecloth, in his best dark brown suit, with a pumpkin-colored shirt and a stylin' cream-and-red tie. hanging from the table is a banner, which reads:]

FREE PIE-FIVES!

[wat do?]

x09

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

[The journal begins transmitting audio rather suddenly, as if someone thrust theirs open all of a sudden]

—get off me, I don't have food for you!

[INSERT LOUD GOBBLING, THE MEANING OF WHICH WOULD ROUGHLY TRANSLATE TO "FUCK YOU ASSHOLE, I AM A TURKEY!" IF ANYONE UNDERSTOOD THIS FOWL LANGUAGE]

Hey! Stop that! Stop—

[MORE LOUD GOBBLING. Roxas is being attacked by turkeys in the hall outside his room. Come enjoy the show, or just share amusing commentary over the journal.]