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⊕ .028 caliber
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neverplaysSo, this is what alcohol tastes like?
It's ... kinda gross.
How come grown-ups drink so much of it?
neverplaysSo, this is what alcohol tastes like?
It's ... kinda gross.
How come grown-ups drink so much of it?
neverplaysWho: Mindy Macready &
Where: Mindy's room.
When: Today!
What: Dean comes off his loss. Mindy loses the best Ken Doll she ever had.
Mindy was concerned. She checked his room every day when she'd come back from patrol. The nameplate still being on the door was a good sign. That small reminder told her that Dean was still a twelve inch plastic representation of himself, complete with accessories. She had been upset when she kept trying to wish for clothing for him and getting flannel shirts and dark button downs. She thought he was classier than that.
She got Brock to make him Kevlar, giving him protection against everything except armor piercing rounds. (Hey, sometimes Barbie got mean.) The castle gave him a black truck to drive around her room and she filled the back of it with as many weapons as possible. When she realized that he could be someone on a loss, it made a bit more sense. She stopped trying to get him different clothing from the castle and just dressed him in whatever had been already handed down to her. Maybe he liked looking like he was going camping all the time.
She didn't shove him into the front seat of the truck and hurtle it toward a wall. She didn't shove him in a drawer to simulate solitary confinement and she didn't water board him anymore. Mindy was actually nice to her new doll. Then there was speed-dating. It was when Mindy found out just who her Ken doll was.
She'd never met Dean Winchester, but she was well-acquainted with one Sam Winchester. Arch Enemy Number o1. The asshole that had locked his dogs up, leaving them to suffer. Mindy still missed Hekyll, but Jekyll lived on and it wasn't her fault that some maniac had killed him.
With Mindy fully aware of just who she had in her possession, she tried to make things even better than they had been. She broke into his old room and checked out his surroundings, trying to figure out what made the guy tick. In a way, her father would've been proud of her. She was putting herself into the mind of her target. Not that Dean was a target, but still.
However, when Paris came and went and Dean was still a doll, it worried her. Now she spent her day trying not to play with him. Worried that whatever she'd done to him on his loss had broken him somehow. She left him on a chair in the corner of her room. She'd move him every once in a while, but she wasn't sure what to do. She definitely didn't want to take him to Sam and admit that she might have ruined his brother.
In an act of desperation, Mindy found one of her Barbie dolls that still had all of her limbs. (Look, sometimes pretending to be an Astronaut isn't the best cover for a prostitute.) She dressed her up in a bathing suit and sat her down next to Dean's doll. If anything, he'd have some plastic company.
"Sorry, she's probably not very smart. I blew up Lawyer Barbie last week. This is just some beach one. She's not even a dog groomer." With that, Mindy left him to be and moved on to finish working on fixing her costume.
⊕ .027 caliber
Dec. 25th, 2011 06:53 pmneverplaysSo where's the biggest tree in this place? I mean, the place I'm living at is on the small-tree side.
I'm in the city, and I've been asking people, but I don't speak French! These people just think I'm a lost kid. I've been directed to a cop four times now.
[She's frustrated, cold, and her Dean Winchester doll is not going to be happy if he continues to be stuck in her pocket.]
Can anyone help me out here?
Speed Dating ] [ December 17th 6PM - 2AM
Dec. 14th, 2011 09:44 pmiamdamnloyalWho: Speed Daters!
What: Speed Dating!
Where:
When: December
Notes: All are welcome. ALL. Feel free to crash the party too. If you want. Prose or [spam] are welcome. If you have someone that won't attend, Cupid can TELEPORT them to the event. Examples and further details on how this works are HERE.
If you need help, feel free to IM me at: onlysayinghello - even if it says I am away, just leave a note and I'll get back to you ASAP.
ETA: Men seeking Men - if you also opted into Male for Male - please feel free to mingle here as well. Harmony apologizes for the lack of participation in your sexual preference category.
Harmony has been trying to teach Cupid the ways of regular relationships. Of course, it doesn't help that every year around this time, a plethora of people are macking on each other in the hallways, stairwells, city, and everywhere else because the castle thinks that it's clever. She's still trying though and in her efforts she's come up with Speed Dating. It's less... buy a date and more find a date... or a good conversation.
All morning she's been trying to make sure everyone is prepared. She offered help for outfits and she even found some actual pants and a vest for Cupid. He looks dashing. Slightly uncomfortable, but still - dashing.
She already spent all morning printing and laminating the dater cards so that she could bind them together to hand out to everyone when they came into the place. It would give everyone a little bit to talk about and hopefully it would make their dates start out with some easy questions.
When everything is ready, Harmony goes to open the door and hopes to see people filing in.
tagged
- angel,
- barney stinson,
- carson beckett,
- cole turner,
- cordelia chase,
- cupid,
- elektra,
- faith lehane,
- freelancer carolina,
- freelancer washington,
- harmony kendall,
- joanna beth 'jo' harvelle,
- katherine pierce,
- kaylee frye,
- max guevara,
- mindy 'hit girl' macready,
- neal caffrey,
- noble six,
- oliver queen {the green arrow},
- steven rogers,
- tohru adachi,
- yamada
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matchmaker.livejournal.comWho: Cupid and whoever wants to forge CR.
What: Basically he is off being emochans.
When: At any point following Thanksgiving.
Where: NearEris' Ares' abandoned temple.
Rating: I will update warnings as needed.
( Read more... )
What: Basically he is off being emochans.
When: At any point following Thanksgiving.
Where: Near
Rating: I will update warnings as needed.
( Read more... )
zone-of-truth.livejournal.comWho: Anyone!
What: John Wayne Movie Night
When: Tonight, Saturday November 26.
Where: The Movie Theater
Rating: PG
Notes: Prose or Actionspam is welcome. Threadjacking/threadjopping/general CR grabbing is all good. Movies are mostly going to be implied, but the line up includes True Grit, El Dorado, and Red River.
( *** )
What: John Wayne Movie Night
When: Tonight, Saturday November 26.
Where: The Movie Theater
Rating: PG
Notes: Prose or Actionspam is welcome. Threadjacking/threadjopping/general CR grabbing is all good. Movies are mostly going to be implied, but the line up includes True Grit, El Dorado, and Red River.
( *** )
⊕ .026 caliber
Nov. 16th, 2011 07:57 pmneverplays[Over the journal, you can hear the click-clack of plastic accessories and the high-pitched conversations that Mindy is forcing her Barbie dolls to have. It's not the typical 'little kid conversations' that one would usually hear.]
'I'm not so sure this Kevlar is that bullet resistant!'
[Mindy's voice drops to an even more fake gruff male voice.]
'Well, we won't know until we test it...'
[The sounds carry even as she walks the Barbie doll ten paces away from where she'd been seated at the one table. She sets her up on the opposite side and then returns.]
'Ready? On Three.
One.
Two. BANG!'
[Mindy hurls a plastic chair over toward the female Barbie sending her to the ground. The lobby, where there are all those new tables and chairs, which serves as the scene of this particular crime, is littered with Barbie accessories. There's a Fold-Out House, a Rocker Van, an inflatable pool (filled with water), plastic palm trees, and a varied assortment of plastic guns, rifles, shotguns, and other weapons. In her hand is her 'Newest' Ken Doll that she found on the floor outside in a hallway in the castle. She's been referring to him as John Eastwood. Anyone that gets close enough might recognize him to be Dean Winchester*, though.
She'll address people via the journal:]
Can anyone sew? John Eastwood needs some more clothing and all I have are stuff for my girl dolls and everything I wish up looks dumb on him.
(* Dean Winchester is on a loss, courtesy of Tifa's hiatus and he's been turned into a Ken Doll.)
nic cage DOES look like my dad
Nov. 12th, 2011 05:14 pmneverplaysWho: Mindy and John
What: Nic Cage Movie Night
When: Saturday.
Where: The Theatre
Note: If you are a Nic Cage fan, and want to watch Con Air with John and Mindy - feel free to drop in and chill. They might watch other Cage movies too.
Finding the time to do their movie night was somewhat of a struggle. She'd lost a week of time, there were things happening with her dogs and then when she finally found her dog she really didn't want to talk to anyone. She postponed movies that had actors that looked like her father for a reason. She didn't want to look at him, to think that he was dead back home. Being here, she had pressed pause but it was finally sinking in that there wasn't any going back and fixing it. He was going to stay dead and if she was going to stay here, then she'd never get to finish the job she started.
She'd never make it better. Never get to take down D'Amico the way she wanted to. Even if she died back home, she'd be with her dad, but here she was alone. She was alone and someone killed one of her dogs.
After a few weeks she needed a distraction that wasn't an expedition and wasn't with Damian. She wanted something normal. Something a kid could do to not really pay attention to all the scum and criminals that were out there. It's possible that watching Con Air wasn't going to be the answer, but it was something to do. Mindy dropped by John's room and made sure he was up for it and then she went to the kitchen to make popcorn while he went to get the movie. They'd meet up in the theatre and then it'd be a Nic Cage-a-Thon. Well, as close to it as one could get.
Walking into the theatre, she stuck up a sign on the door that said "Nic Cage-A-Thon - Saturday" just in case anyone else wanted to join them.
This is Halloween (OPEN)
Oct. 31st, 2011 04:31 pmhullo-sweetie.livejournal.comWho: Anyone and everyone!
What: River Song's costume party!
When: Halloween
Where: The Ballroom
Welcome to the Ballroom! Which has been conveniently decorated in the typical Halloween decor of spiderwebs, glowing pumpkins, and other assorted ghoulish looking decorations. A big thanks to the ghosts for doing most of the hard work! A table is set up towards the back of the room and it is simply filled with Halloween themed goodies! Small cookies, candies, some cake, and a strange green bubbling cauldron full of a punch-like drink. Be careful though, the punch has most likely already been spikes!
Your hostess, River Song, is dressed up as a very sexy vampire. Complete with small plastic bat wings, a long gorgeous cape, and plastic fangs! Feel free to approach her or mingle on your own!
What: River Song's costume party!
When: Halloween
Where: The Ballroom
Welcome to the Ballroom! Which has been conveniently decorated in the typical Halloween decor of spiderwebs, glowing pumpkins, and other assorted ghoulish looking decorations. A big thanks to the ghosts for doing most of the hard work! A table is set up towards the back of the room and it is simply filled with Halloween themed goodies! Small cookies, candies, some cake, and a strange green bubbling cauldron full of a punch-like drink. Be careful though, the punch has most likely already been spikes!
Your hostess, River Song, is dressed up as a very sexy vampire. Complete with small plastic bat wings, a long gorgeous cape, and plastic fangs! Feel free to approach her or mingle on your own!
huntersdaughterWho: Anyone!
What: Trick-or-Treating through the castle and the city, PLUS a party at the Lux.
When: Halloween!
Notes: Backtagging = Welcome. [brackets] = Welcome. Prose = Welcome. Costumes = ENCOURAGED. Sections = FORTHCOMING.
Halloween wasn't always Jo's favorite holiday. To be honest, a day of the year where all the creatures and monsters she'd been trained to hunt down and kill being a novelty item was a bit unsettling. Mostly, she blamed it on the fact that not many kids dropped into a bar during the holiday to ask for candy. After the first year in the castle for the holiday, Jo changed her mind about the whole thing. Granted, she had missed out the previous years activity where all the decorations came to life. It was possible that she was tempting fate by decorating the Lux in the theme. Maybe she wanted to get her monster massacre on.
Now it was a tradition of sorts. Caterina had gone home, but she was hoping to rope someone new into the position of child wrangler with her.
The kids were to meet at three in the afternoon in the lobby of the castle. Jo had a list of all the residents that were going to offer up candy to the kids and the businesses. Considering last year, she wanted to be better prepared. Thankfully, there were only seven floors this year and it seemed the elevators were in perfect working order.
Once they made their rounds in the castle, they'd head out (through the leaves) to the city. A few businesses had opted to join in on the festivities and Jo wasn't going to let the kids hard work on their costumes go to waste.
After the trick or treating was done, they'd head back to the Lux where the kids were welcome to trade candy amongst each other or trade it in for something else at the Lux (where Jo had plenty of candy -- unless Dean ate it all).
Of course, once it hit nine o'clock, most of the kids would've filtered out and the bar would shift its focus to something of a more grown-up event. Halloween themed drinks and different foods were available and for the most part, it was just meant to be a good time for anyone that wanted to just hang out and drink.
⊕ .025 caliber
Oct. 19th, 2011 12:05 amneverplays[an annoying huff comes out over the journal, her hand moving to brush her hair out of her face.]
Alright. See, I thought it was all those leaves that might've made them vanish, but usually the castle drops them right back where they belong. You know, in my room.
I just haven't seen them in a while and I know that's a relative term since, apparently, I wasn't around for a week or something. [Stupid loss with added memory mischief.]
So if someone took my dogs, I'd really like them back now.
((ooc: Max has volunteered for the angst of the scene, if you just want to talk dogs with Mindy - feel free to comment.))
Three posts in one, yayyyyyy
Oct. 8th, 2011 12:49 amheirdom[Thursday Night
Mindy Macready / Room Filter]
[Damian is glad to be back in the castle, even if he would rather not be here at all. That said, after dealing with the outdoors and the leaves, he's also glad to stay in for a night.
Stripped to the waist and heavily dosed up on vicodin, he's sitting in the middle of the bed in dead silence, eyes closed, meditating. It's pretty much the only way to find peace here.]
[Friday Night
Takamura Uru / City Filter]
[She'll never learn.
The Batman finds himself crouched at the edge of a roof, elbows on his knees, visually scouring the streets for threats. Of course, they're rare in this miserable little city, but you never know what's lurking among the leaves. It's worth it, to watch over her and see that she gets home alright.
But she still takes the same damn alleys as shortcuts.
He rises up, pulls out his line, and he drops down to join her in the darkness of the alley.]
Boo.
[Saturday Night
Hush / Hall Filter]
[Damian goes a-walking... and runs into someone he'd been trying to avoid.]
Mindy Macready / Room Filter]
[Damian is glad to be back in the castle, even if he would rather not be here at all. That said, after dealing with the outdoors and the leaves, he's also glad to stay in for a night.
Stripped to the waist and heavily dosed up on vicodin, he's sitting in the middle of the bed in dead silence, eyes closed, meditating. It's pretty much the only way to find peace here.]
[Friday Night
Takamura Uru / City Filter]
[She'll never learn.
The Batman finds himself crouched at the edge of a roof, elbows on his knees, visually scouring the streets for threats. Of course, they're rare in this miserable little city, but you never know what's lurking among the leaves. It's worth it, to watch over her and see that she gets home alright.
But she still takes the same damn alleys as shortcuts.
He rises up, pulls out his line, and he drops down to join her in the darkness of the alley.]
Boo.
[Saturday Night
Hush / Hall Filter]
[Damian goes a-walking... and runs into someone he'd been trying to avoid.]
not since I was younger
Sep. 29th, 2011 12:50 pmi-neverlose.livejournal.comWho: Mindy (and Damian) and OTHERS??
What: Waking up... in the castle again.
Where: Their room.
When: Thursday. Early, early morning.
Notes: 666 AU Loss. It moved them to a shared room, but all of their respective "kid-stuff" would still be in their old rooms. So, feel free to run into her on the way to her old room. Or on the way to the kitchen. Or on the way outside. ANYWHERE.
( Good morning, Murder. )
What: Waking up... in the castle again.
Where: Their room.
When: Thursday. Early, early morning.
Notes: 666 AU Loss. It moved them to a shared room, but all of their respective "kid-stuff" would still be in their old rooms. So, feel free to run into her on the way to her old room. Or on the way to the kitchen. Or on the way outside. ANYWHERE.
( Good morning, Murder. )
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Sep. 13th, 2011 12:04 pmhuntersdaughterWho: Max Guevara, Lana Kane, Alaric Saltzman, Jo Harvelle, Oliver Queen, Mindy Macready, Claire Bennet, Damian Wayne, Neal Caffrey
Where: The Lux
When: ICE CREAM TIME (anytime from 10AM to 2AM tomorrow)
What: Jo leaves work late/late last night and realizes what the castle's deal might be. In the morning she figures she can help make the ice cream a bit more "social". Get it? Ice cream -- socials? Booths will have different sets of toppings. Tag/threadjack into a booth or make your own thread! You can even have your character BRING THEIR OWN TOPPINGS and make their own booth! ANYONE IS WELCOME. Jo will talk to everyone.
[The ice cream is oddly... well, castle-like is a bit broad, but Jo knows that when the castle gives you hallways lined with pies, you eat the pie. Now though, with so many different flavors of ice cream, she's thinking this could be an interesting way to get to know some complete strangers.
What better way to find out something new about a resident than discovering it in a bite of ice cream?
This morning, when Jo gets to the Lux she sets most the staff to cutting and preparing fresh fruits, chopped nuts, syrups, fudges, anything and everything that could possibly work with ice cream. If you want to put it on your ice cream and it's not there, it's just a wish or request from one of the staff members away.
Bowls and spoons stack up at the booths, tables and along the bar. It seems like every single bowl that was ever in the bar itself has been brought out for the event. It might be short notice, but Jo figures everyone is used to the castle throwing them curve balls. Preparing doesn't happen very often.]
Where: The Lux
When: ICE CREAM TIME (anytime from 10AM to 2AM tomorrow)
What: Jo leaves work late/late last night and realizes what the castle's deal might be. In the morning she figures she can help make the ice cream a bit more "social". Get it? Ice cream -- socials? Booths will have different sets of toppings. Tag/threadjack into a booth or make your own thread! You can even have your character BRING THEIR OWN TOPPINGS and make their own booth! ANYONE IS WELCOME. Jo will talk to everyone.
[The ice cream is oddly... well, castle-like is a bit broad, but Jo knows that when the castle gives you hallways lined with pies, you eat the pie. Now though, with so many different flavors of ice cream, she's thinking this could be an interesting way to get to know some complete strangers.
What better way to find out something new about a resident than discovering it in a bite of ice cream?
This morning, when Jo gets to the Lux she sets most the staff to cutting and preparing fresh fruits, chopped nuts, syrups, fudges, anything and everything that could possibly work with ice cream. If you want to put it on your ice cream and it's not there, it's just a wish or request from one of the staff members away.
Bowls and spoons stack up at the booths, tables and along the bar. It seems like every single bowl that was ever in the bar itself has been brought out for the event. It might be short notice, but Jo figures everyone is used to the castle throwing them curve balls. Preparing doesn't happen very often.]
⊕ .024 caliber
Sep. 10th, 2011 11:56 amneverplays[In the kitchen is a pajama wearing (Hello Kitty if you're curious) girl. Her pig-tails are askew and she looks like she was out until four in the morning trying to fight crime (which she was) before she slept for four hours.]
I don't even wanna make cereal. [her head thunks to the table, turning to rest her cheek there, she flips the pages of the journal absently, listening to the half-conversations, before she moves back to her page and sets her hand on it, holding it open.]
Can someone make me breakfast? Someone who is not a ghost?
⊕ .023 caliber
Aug. 27th, 2011 10:19 pmneverplaysYou know when the castle makes us go to crazy places?
Who takes care of our animals? I mean, what if they give my dogs the wrong food or they let them up on the furniture?
If I get back from one of these crazy things and my dogs bark all night, who do I complain to?
⊕ .022 caliber
Aug. 17th, 2011 11:30 pmneverplays[the voice dictating over the journal sounds like it just woke up. It's possible she did. She sleeps all day to patrol all night. Still, it'll get more awake and alert as she shuffles around.]
I just had the craziest dream. I mean, not even waking up in this castle thinking it's a dream can compare to this dream.
There was a river of pudding. That was alive.
Not even hot lava river. Pudding river. That rice stuff with the gross maggoty looking blobs.
[shuffle with the journal to go brush her teeth. she'll talk with a mouth of foam]
Anfhyway... I gog wahgging down guh bwig... [SPIT! RINSE!] The bridge and then the blobs of rice started to turn into maggots. Then the pudding stuff parted and it was just a river of putrid remains and gurgling sounds from all their dead mouths.
All... "Gllaaarrgh..."
[she moves from the bathroom to the front room where she's going to start getting dressed. She's not patrolling tonight, though. She's going to go play outside.]
Then they just got really quiet. Creepy quiet. The bridge started to dissolve, like sand... and I tried to cling to the rope but it was slimey and I couldn't hold on.
Then I woke up.
I think I need therapy.
I'm also never eating that rice pudding or oatmeal or anything gooey and lumpy - ever again.
⊕ .021 caliber
Jul. 16th, 2011 10:39 pmneverplays[Violent attacks. Bombings. Vandalism. The whole place was starting to feel a lot more like home. That wasn't something Hit Girl actually wanted to realize. She hadn't done anything as Starling, yet, so this might be her last chance to engage the city as she was used to. She knew that Robin told her that there wasn't a positive vote toward a kill policy with Batman - but she wasn't sure how that'd change under new management.
Right now, she was planning on just patrolling. Seeing what was out there.]
Tch. [mostly to herself. Then she'll get out the journal and start skimming entries.]
Looks like it didn't take too long after getting back from having to rely on each other that all you fucksticks just up and turn on each other.
Nice job.
And to whoever was setting the bombs in the city - I haven't forgotten about you.
[With that she shuts the journal and goes off to continue her patrol. Feel free to bump into her or leave her a message on the entry. After the BEEP.]
⊕ .020 caliber
Jul. 13th, 2011 04:51 pmneverplays( Damian )
Is there a vet in the town? I think one of my dogs is sick. He puked up something disgusting this morning.
⊕ .019 caliber
Jun. 29th, 2011 12:48 amneverplays[Mindy... is bored. The thing is, she'd be really great at the rescue slash jailbreak, but all of her gear is back at the castle. Her father taught her never to go into a fight unprepared and she feels really unprepared for this. The cannon practice with Damian wasn't going to help here. All the grown-ups just saw Mindy Macready and they wanted her to stay safe.
Safe and out of the way. She's been on the ship for a while.
She's trying to listen to the jailbreak over the journal. Most of it is sort of boring and hard to make out.]
Ugh. Is anyone else not in the middle of that?
Anyone? [She taps the journal, slightly annoyed.
Oh. What's this? A parrot? That's more interesting than the clang and noise from the fighting.]
Hey. Hey! Bir-- Parrot. I bet you don't want to get tarred and feathered. Come here.
[She moves, trying to be 'stealth' all the years of training to keep her steps quiet so as to not spook the parrot. The parrot, though, seems to have other ideas.]
Oh, come on. If something horrible happens, you're gonna wish I had taken care of you.
[ Taken care of him? He's the GoddamnedParrotBatman. He doesn't need a little girl to take care of him. B( But it's not like there's much he can do as a parrot besides try to bite her fingers. And squawk loudly. Which he does, and he's really kind of grateful this isn't anybody from home, because he would never live down the fact that he can only seem to chirp out, "COWARDLY LOT, COWARDLY LOT."
"Polly wanna cracker," would've been less demeaning. Fuck the castle and the horse it rode in on, man. ]
Hey! Don't you squawk at me.
(ooc: Pre-Typhoon for Route A, though that might happen IN this post at some point. But come bug the Batman Bird! She'll chase him all over the ship. Run into them WHEREVER YOU WANT.)
Safe and out of the way. She's been on the ship for a while.
She's trying to listen to the jailbreak over the journal. Most of it is sort of boring and hard to make out.]
Ugh. Is anyone else not in the middle of that?
Anyone? [She taps the journal, slightly annoyed.
Oh. What's this? A parrot? That's more interesting than the clang and noise from the fighting.]
Hey. Hey! Bir-- Parrot. I bet you don't want to get tarred and feathered. Come here.
[She moves, trying to be 'stealth' all the years of training to keep her steps quiet so as to not spook the parrot. The parrot, though, seems to have other ideas.]
Oh, come on. If something horrible happens, you're gonna wish I had taken care of you.
[ Taken care of him? He's the Goddamned
"Polly wanna cracker," would've been less demeaning. Fuck the castle and the horse it rode in on, man. ]
Hey! Don't you squawk at me.
(ooc: Pre-Typhoon for Route A, though that might happen IN this post at some point. But come bug the Batman Bird! She'll chase him all over the ship. Run into them WHEREVER YOU WANT.)