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evilhandissue.livejournal.com

[and it's nighttime on a clear, starry night. Lindsey is stretched out on the grass just outside of the castle, fingers threaded behind his head as he stares up at the stars, his journal and another notebook beside him.

Feel free to watch the stars with him]

tehoniongirl.livejournal.com

Who: Jilly Coppercorn and Lindsey McDonald
What: A bit of relaxation and conversation
When: Late, Friday Night
Where: Music Room
Rating: PG, PG-13?

( Don't Tell Me the Time )

evilhandissue.livejournal.com

[having started his regular gigs, it's easy to find Lindsey at Caritas on Saturday evenings performing. And he's got a new song to share with the crowd]

( Video of Performance Under Cut )

[feel free to come talk with him if you're at the bar]

OOC: Lyrics here if you can't make all the words out. Song available on Itunes (Support the Actor!)

location Caritas

huntersdaughter

Who: Jo, Jilly & Lindsey
What: Lunch and cleaning up the church
When: Tuesday Afternoon 1PM
Where: Sol en las Colinas Church
Rating: In Progress - PG

( The One Where Jilly Isn't a Nun )

evilhandissue.livejournal.com

[tossing his guitar on the bed, Lindsey grins as he finally got a song to sing figured out and a slot with Lorne at Caritas. He stops and grabs his journal to plan on letting a few people know]

( Jilly )

[and for everyone else...]

If anyone's interested, I'm going to be playing at Caritas tonight 'round seven. Anyone who wants to come down is welcome. I'll even buy a round. I'm sure someone will have an open journal if ya can't make it. Hope to see you there.

[he leaves to shower, then heads back to the club. When he gets up around seven, he just has one song to sing...]

( Video of performance Under Cut )

[ooc: feel free to chat with him before or after the performance. I just didn't want to have two separate threads to confuse people]

☻ excited
location Caritas

evilhandissue.livejournal.com

[Lindsey is fast asleep, having had a bad night with a few nightmares that woke him up way too early, and with the parrots he wasn't able to fall back asleep until later.

Somehow, the journal ended up under his right hand, along with a pen that his fingers feel and arch up on their own to get it into a position that they can write with.

Because the hand has been wanting to say something for a long time. And it isn't in Lindsey's normal handwriting either...]

[ooc: click on picture to see fullsize.]

evilhandissue.livejournal.com

[It's been 36 hours now since Lindsey had lost his and Harmony's son because of the castle. He tried to distract himself by just working out in the gym - he avoided putting his name in at Death Match because some of the people fighting there are crazy! - but it wasn't really working for him. So finally he took a breath and picked up the journal]

[filter to Michael Westen, his "BFF"]

Hey Michael, you there?... Michael?

[/filter]

[Not getting a response, he grabbed his journal and headed down to the room Michael was supposed to be in, but the nameplate was gone.]

Well, fuck.

If anyone cares, apparently Michael Westen's disappeared. [mutters] and just when I needed someone to go shooting with...

[oh well, he'll just go to the shooting range alone and shoot at more things to burn off a bit of stress]

iamdamnloyal

Who: Harmony & Lindsey
What: Waking up to find Brody gone.
When: Sunday morning.
Where: Harmony's room.
Rating: PG

( The morning after. )

evilhandissue.livejournal.com

Who: Harmony and Lindsey (with Baby Brody)
What: The evil hand makes itself known
When: Friday Morning
Where: Harmony's room
Rating: PG-13ish. Hopefully Lindsey will wake up before it gets to R...

( . . . )

evilhandissue.livejournal.com

[there was a soft noise that was trying to cut through the fog in Lindsey's brain as he started to open his eyes... to a pink bedroom. No... those were pink post-it notes that covered the area of wall he woke up staring at. He leaned closer and then blinked as he read a few of them, then quickly turned over as he felt a cool body shift in the blankets next to him.

Oh hi, Harmony...

Yeah, this was not wrong at all. Lindsey didn't even remember going home with her, or even seeing her on his path back from the library last night. He was pretty sure he had fallen asleep in his own bed.

Quietly, he started to slide out of bed, seeing that yes he was still in his boxers and t-shirt. That was a bit of a relief. Not that he didn't like Harmony, but they were friends and friends aren't supposed to have sex together unless they planned it and remembered it. As he stood up, his eyes took in the rest of the room with raised eyebrows.]

... wow, there were a lot of unicorns in this room.

[his eyes noticed something else in the room. A tiny crib with blue bedding. And the soft noise that had woken him up was starting to get a bit louder. Curiosity got the better of him and he walked over to look in the crib and a pair of bright blue eyes stared back at him. The baby gurgled and held it's chubby little hands up at Lindsey.]

This... ain't good at all...

evilhandissue.livejournal.com

[Lindsey tended to keep his journal closed while he was practicing his guitar, but now with it drying up outside he's found his way back into the now lush garden and pulled up a bench with his guitar while he played by himself.

Of course, today the journal decided to open on it's own and anyone listening would hear him playing around with different songs he knew, easy CCR and Eagles songs, and him softly singing along.]

☻ relaxed

evilhandissue.livejournal.com

[The still body that's been in the clinic for a few days decides that it wants to wake up today. Lindsey groaned, having a bit of a headache and feeling a bit drugged up. In his mind, he had just been put out for surgery that Wolfram and Hart was providing to give him back his hand. But his brain is too foggy to remember that fact right now.

Except, as he respectfully tucked under the blanket arm comes out, Lindsey rubs at his eyes with his RIGHT hand. Then he opens it and blinks a bit, staring at something that hasn't been there for a long time.

However, he's not in his bedroom either. He's been to the clinic a few times in Para and he sighs a bit, realizing he's back there again. But as he flexed his hand, a small smile came to his lips. Maybe things weren't so bad after all.]

Can't believe they actually pulled it off...

[ooc: open to anyone in the clinic]

location clinic

evilhandissue.livejournal.com

[Lindsey is in Caritas, enjoying a few too many drinks now that he feels welcome in the place again. It also leads him to talking to people he normally wouldn't. Like the person is battle armor next to him. With the adorable drunken half flirting smile.]

So is that your everyday outfit or just your going out on the town armor?

[ooc: leading to loss change/canon bump]

evilhandissue.livejournal.com

[Lindsey had avoided going outside in the last few days because of the water. Not just the water but the shitload of water that had fallen on the second and created freaky lakes and moats and all the things a boy from the dust bowl had no idea how to deal with.

He was very happy hiding in the library. But as the days went by he started to get cabin fever, and as he realized that he was now in the castle for three months now, he needed to just get out and walk. He also couldn't find Jilly anywhere... at least the Jilly he knew and wanted to see again and not the Nun dating Hammer... so he went looking for one of the only other people he knew in the town that he could consider his friend.

Though he probably should have chosen a better bridge to walk across. The lack of one hand means that when you're flailing in the air from part of it collapsing from his weight... you've only got a fifty percent chance of grabbing onto something. And the odds... were not with the lawyer.

Which was why Lindsey walked into Caritas drenched as he was still finding lilly pads and reeds sticking out of his clothes, and he might have even yelped a bit as he pulled a frog out of his shirt pocket and dropped it to the ground for it to hop away.

He really needed a drink now.]

[ooc: open to anyone in Caritas but aimed for Lorne]

location Caritas

evilhandissue.livejournal.com

[anyone who has been looking for Lindsey since arriving in LA needs to look no further. That bum you've all been passing slouched in the alley on your way to wherever this past week? Yup. That's him. He was quiet because he had a big bottle of whiskey from when the change happened, but now he's out and since he's sure as hell not going back to Wolfram and Hart right now, and no one really wants to hire a one handed man, he's just adding to the drunken homeless population.

There is a sign next to him today. Homeless and all I want is a new bottle of whiskey. Help a guy out. There is also a coffee cup with a few coins in it. And a very scruffy Lindsey leaning against the brick wall, scabby clothes that he's acquired and doing the suduko puzzle that is on the newspaper that is serving as his blanket as well.]

evilhandissue.livejournal.com

[there is a very happy lawyer in a business suit walking through the castle, hanging up flyers in all of the spots that people would notice them. he might be whistling happily as he does so, taking each yellow flyer and making sure it's posted just perfectly.

It reads: Have you been injured? Did you die due to another's actions? Were you a victim of the recent attack by the Joker? Get turned into a fuzzy animal by the castle? If so, you might be able to get a cash settlement for your suffering. Just contact Lindsey McDonald via journal or stop by the office today for a free evaluation.

There are little tabs at the bottom with his name and room number that people can tear off for future reference as well.

Once he's done with the castle, he will move onto town and put up flyers there and then make his way to the clinic to drum up some business. It's been two weeks since the Joker's attack, so he's hoping to drum up some nice wrongful death suits he can file before the Joker goes on trail.]

[ooc: LOSS start!]

evilhandissue.livejournal.com

[waking up groaning, and his jaw was hurting from the punch that Cordelia had delivered. His hand went to touch the tender spot and he just sighed.]

Yep. Not a dream. Fuck.

[pulling himself up and out of bed, he saw the bow and arrow sitting there that he couldn't use with only one hand, and he growled knowing that it was the cause of what had happened. Getting up, he grabbed them all and threw them out the window.]

There. Now that's done with...

[sound of a whiskey bottle's cork being pulled out by his teeth, and Lindsey drinking and then sighing happily.]

Much better.

[ooc: 1 arrow is reserved for Jo. Anyone else who wants to be hit by falling arrows is welcome but you'll have to run into him later to realize it was him who threw them ;) ]

evilhandissue.livejournal.com

ooc: continuation of this post

[he walks into the Library with duckling!Sweets in his arm sling, the little duckling's head poking out to see where they were going and killing any ability for Lindsey to not look like he was cute having a baby duck thinking he was mama today. There's a nice seat over by the fireplace that Lindsey claims, putting the duckling on the table beside him.]

Alright, what do you want to read? The Art of Flying?

[yeah, he knows he's being sarcastic, but the talk with Jo has left a bad taste in his mouth and put him into a mood. You had it good up until then, Sweets.]

I'm going to get something. If you can't ask the castle for a book by the time I get back, we'll try something else.

[and there goes Lindsey to disappear out of sight of the duckling while he goes to find something to read]

location Library

zone-of-truth.livejournal.com

[Another day, another room, another person that's supposed to take care of him for the day. Sweets keeps hoping that each day would be the last, but apparently he has no such luck. Instead he just sits on the night table quacking away and waiting for this guy to wake up.

And tilting his head a bit at the fact that he's missing a hand. This should be interesting]

☻ bored

evilhandissue.livejournal.com

[in his explorations around the castle, and especially with Ianto's helpful map, Lindsey was quick on learning where things were. Especially things that he wanted were. The fact that his floor also had the first floor of the library on it pleased him because if he was trapped in a castle with nothing really to do, at least he could relax in the library and catch up on some reading.]

[of course, there are three floors of books and he just keeps looking up and around, almost lost but there's a hint in his eyes like he's a little boy in the center of a candy store]

... now what am I going to read first?

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Entries tagged with lindsey mcdonald

♫ 16 - Twinkle Twinkle Little Star...

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♫ 15 - Live from Caritas, it's Saturday Night Live... [open]

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♫ 14 - that is what I listen to...

♫ 13 - What one hand doesn't tell the other...

♫ 12 - Bang Bang, Shoot Shoot

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Tender Hands to hold you...

♫ 11 - oh sweet child of mine...

♫ 10 - just another number that I wrote...

♫ 9 - You put your right hand in...

♫ 8 - and one more for the road...

♫ 7 - I'm not gonna write you a love song...

♫ 6 - My Life is Just Another Country Song

♫ 5 - Have you been injured? Turned into a fuzzy animal? Act now to get money for your suffering!

♫ 4 - Accidently in Love?

♫ 3 - ...and on that farm he had a duck...

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♫ 2 - In the Library

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