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[Dec. 30th, 2009|12:36 am] |
I want to diiiiiiiiiiieeeeee
[This country is wandering around, bunched up in blankets]
Hot chocolate-- anyone have any? The mess hall was out why is it snowing in Louisiana. |
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| [forward dated] |
[Dec. 30th, 2009|12:03 am] |
[Amidst the revelry of the coming new year and being free from mistletoe for another six months, there is a happy collection of cursed beings. . . No, really, just squint! They're exuding joy amidst the collection of food and a dressed-up teenage boy.]
[[Reserved for Sohmas and any of their guests. Crash at your own character's expense. Also, open for the next week plus.]] |
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| ITP: barrier shenanigans |
[Dec. 29th, 2009|11:21 pm] |
[So in the center of camp today there's two teenage boys, and they're standing next to a strange contraption of some sort. It's made out of stuff you can find in camp: plastic sporks, picnic tables, arts and crafts supplies, and so forth. But it's hard to tell what it is exactly, except that it's a pile of stuff. And there's a giant hamster wheel on it. And it's full of zombies. But the boys don't seem too happy about the results so far.]
We need more power than this! The zombies just aren't moving fast enough.
Should I go get some more zombies?
No, beause then the wheel will get full and they'll just keep shuffling. We need something that can move faster.
[And if you're lucky, you might end up being that something!]
((OOC: Satoshi and Grimm will be out in this post. EDIT: running to take care of something quick, brb.)) |
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[Dec. 29th, 2009|06:39 pm] |
[on your computer, a chat window pops up suddenly! no, you can't close it out.]
<IchiNo-P> Let's play a game!
<IchiNo-P> You're in a room. It's dark. You might be eaten by a grue.
[Feel free to given input. If you can guess it's Kantarou, feel free to come yell at him.]
ETA: It is late. Your poster has been consumed by sleep. I WILL PICK UP TOMORROWWWWWwwwww feel free to tag in if you still want. :|a |
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| [WHITEOUT] |
[Dec. 29th, 2009|06:17 pm] |
[Suddenly, SNOW.
Everywhere you are, there is suddenly a whole bunch of snow. It's coming down so hard and fast that you can't even see your hand in front of your face . . . or the mistletoe that seems to be creeping in and making a last ditch effort at making your life hell.]
((OOC: ANON MISTLETOE POST. The snow has made it white out conditions, you can't see a damn thing! Use the anon accounts and go forth and make out! |D)) |
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| two super surprising notices!!1 |
[Dec. 29th, 2009|03:43 pm] |
1) Nicolai and Karin are goin' home! No drop post for either because that isn't how we roll. The Godslayer Yuri is going with them as well. Cast fatality!
2) ... Sweets and Brennan are also going home! Everything I touch, man. My apologies to people I had vague plans with — the voice just never clicked with me and I never felt comfortable.
And I finally have a computer that runs Firefox without having it crash ten times a day. You have no idea how happy this makes me. This means I will hopefully be playing more in the coming days et all now that I can ... actually post and stuff. Awesome. |
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| [aaaaaaaaaaah it's a cave-in we're all going to -- oh wait] |
[Dec. 29th, 2009|03:08 pm] |
[You may feel a tremble. You may feel a tremor. ALL OF A SUDDEN, THE EARTH SHAKES! THINGS CAVE IN! A LARGE PORTION OF THE CAVES OF DESPAIR but not your lab/home/whatever if you so chose COLLAPSES!!!!11!!!!!!1
A minute later, there is an audible pop. Things are completely restored, and two dusty boys pop out of the caves.]
Well. That was ... entirely expected. This place is getting predictable.
Let's not do that again. |
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[Dec. 29th, 2009|07:54 pm] |
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[today in camp there is a boy with a kitten on his head. He looks uncharacteristicly happy] Hey, stop licking me!
((ITP: You have a baby thing on your head. Is it a puppy? A tadpole? A maggot? It's up to you!
I am mostly out for the night but mingle away and I'll pick up threads in the morning)) |
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[Dec. 28th, 2009|09:07 pm] |
Oog, mods, I know I said I'd make a reappearance right about now, but then reality decided to dump some kind of sinus-infection-esque thing on me and my brain feels like it's floating in goo, SO. Declaring an actual, official, legit hiatus until right after the New Year, at which point I promise promise promise I will be back for reals.
(Also, I apologize for being so lame, everyone. I really will be back sometime around the 2nd or 3rd, I swear! ♥) |
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[Dec. 28th, 2009|09:23 pm] |
*At the fabled Middle of Camp is a man with a guitar case full of cosmetic products and a little girl by his side*
With my artistic hand and supreme technique, I can turn every flower into something... um... something... um...
Dazzling.
... Yes, yes. That, that.
*So who's up for a makeover?*
((ETA: Gon's out for the night! I'm still around. Aaaand I'm out for the night too.)) |
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| Mod post of new-stuffness! |
[Dec. 28th, 2009|09:16 pm] |
QUERY. Does your character miss their home? Do they wish they could go back? Preferably forever, but even just for a day or two just to be there again? Well now during a special time-frame, they can. This post will now explain the details, qualifications and restrictions of this new, mod sanctioned event. As well as a couple of ETAs to the initial post.
( Details, qualifications and restrictions are here! ) |
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[Dec. 28th, 2009|05:36 pm] |
I can't remember the last time we did this, and I love seeing what people can do. Serious poll: What other creative stuff besides RP do you do? Write, draw, photography, sew, act, play musical instruments, cosplay, icon, pixelart, shoop etc (I FORGOT A LOT OF STUFF IN THIS LIST). Share examples with the class if you want. |
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[Dec. 28th, 2009|04:59 pm] |
[One BEST ROBIN EVER!!111 is in a secluded area near the labs with a variety of civilian clothes laid out in front of him. Suddenly, he whips around and embeds a... Robinrang? into a tree trunk. But nothing seems to be there. HM.
...And then a peppy, brightly colored girl wanders into the scene]
Hey guys, what's up?
((Robin, Jubilee, and Laura will be tagging around!)) |
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| ITP: making snowmen! |
[Dec. 28th, 2009|03:47 pm] |
[you might be enjoying your day today. especially if the sight of a band of gorillas turning one talking dog into a snowdog by entrapping it in a pile of snow brings a smile to your face.]
I am telling you this for the last time: do not be making me into a snowman if you not willing to be facing the consequences for such actions.
[someone might want to help him before the snow they're piling covers his head...]
((feel free to have your characters be made into snowmen as well! Eta off to eat, brb baaack alright, heading out, will pick back up when I come back sorry guys, will pick up old and new tags when I come back from bowl trip)) |
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| SECRET SANTA REVEALS \o/ |
[Dec. 28th, 2009|02:11 pm] |
HOW'S THE LOOT?
In this post! Reveal yourselves, guys! Also if people would like to share what they got they totally should because inquiring minds want to know!
Also if you have not yet finished, just know that we eagerly await your delivery ♥ And we also know that traffic around the North Pole can be hectic! |
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[Dec. 28th, 2009|10:54 am] |
*in a corner of the Mess Hall, where he thinks would be the last place anyone would ever look to see him, Domyoji is crouched over a glittery page of paper and laboriously writing out a message. There are various scraps crinkled up next to him and he's surrounded by cutout hearts and little Saturns. Zombie servants are hard at work on a birthday cake*
He's reading aloud as he writes.*
Ma..ki...no. Happy...Breast...Day. I...made...this...
*headscratch*
The Great...Myself...made this so..if you...don't like it...I'll kill...you... |
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| [winter time and the livin's easy] |
[Dec. 28th, 2009|04:55 am] |
[there is one shouta-host standing in front of a pristine stretch of snow staring at it thoughtfully. after a moment he turns around, throwing his arms out wide and ker-flops backwards landing with an OOF and a burst of happy laughter. He then proceeds to mar the whiteness with a snow angel]
Ah -- hahaha! I'm going to need help getting up, I think! |
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[Dec. 27th, 2009|10:10 pm] |
*you may notice that every single one of the moogles tonight is wearing a pom-cozy.*
Ah...
I suppose I may be too late...
((FEEL FREE TO MINGLE AND USE THIS POST FOR SUPER LATE HOLIDAY GIFT ANTICS? idek help me out here.
edit: ummuuuu crashing for the night! will pick up after work tomorrow, please ping me if i miss you and you wish to continue. ♥)) |
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[Dec. 28th, 2009|12:26 am] |
*During dinner, there is a man still sitting at his table as people begin to leave, stuffing his face as if he's never eaten. He seems to be near starving by the food piled on his plate, which appears to be at least his second helping, judging by the junk in his beard.*
... Are you going to finish that? |
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[Dec. 27th, 2009|08:00 pm] |
So, my friends, it is time to buck up and cut down quite a bit...
I am letting Ayame, Vexen, and Akito/Agito/Rind go.
Ayame will have a small retarded post of retarded and AWESOME coming eventually.
Vexen will have simply cleaned up the laboratory, taken his notes, and left a simple note for Zexion. It only has coordinates and a gummi block resting on it like a paperweight. And "I presume you can work out the rest, Number Six."
(The horrible Zexion replica went with him. Otherwise it simply would have died mysteriously.)
The sharklings shall be abducted by a certain shellfish doctor (Ine's heading out with them~) I will miss you my icon page.
Rhode and Onigiri are still sticking around. Oh you thought you would be free of the porker. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OH NO. HE STILL HAS LOVE LEFT FOR ALL YOU FINE LADIES AND OCCASIONAL AND NON-MASCULINITY-THREATENING EXCEPTIONS. |
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