Moses died at 120 years old

[onlyanapple.livejournal.com]

[Crowley had visited the library again in yet another attempt to find where his missing angel had got to. Instead of an angel, he's returned to his room with a book of bizarre holidays. Why? Well, you never know when this sort of information can come in handy]

So, apparently today is Monkey Day. For those of you with a simian bent, which come to think of it is a large proportion of the castle, this is the day for you. Eat strange and exotic fruit, throw your own leavings around, or dangle from the chandelier. Nah, It'll hold your weight. Probably.

What will they think of next? National Cat Herders Day? [Page turn] Oh. Never mind.

[[ooc: No really]]

Comments

[halfgoddess.livejournal.com]

[amused]

If we were the types to do that, it would, but nah. Worst thing that happened was Conner and I kicking each other around, or Tim giving up and walking off.

[onlyanapple.livejournal.com]

Aren't you lot very strong? Wouldn't...kicking each other around involve property damage of some sort?

[halfgoddess.livejournal.com]

Some of us are. Once in a while Conner and I will send each other through a wall or ceiling, but everyone tries to keep it outdoors. And we never really mean it.

[onlyanapple.livejournal.com]

Nothing like a little harmless rough-housing, hmmm?

[halfgoddess.livejournal.com]

Mm. At the risk of inviting chaos to the place again, I'll say I do miss getting to fight more, play or not.

[onlyanapple.livejournal.com]

Shall I be expecting the giant creature of ironic doom at any time, then?

[halfgoddess.livejournal.com]

If so, Hera please let it be something I can punt around.

[onlyanapple.livejournal.com]

Knowing Paradisa, we'll all turn human as it shows up.

[halfgoddess.livejournal.com]

Good thing half of us are trained in weaponry, too.

[onlyanapple.livejournal.com]

Unless all the weapons disappear.

[halfgoddess.livejournal.com]

Then we all better make some, or run.

[onlyanapple.livejournal.com]

Pity we have nowhere to run to