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May. 3rd, 2014


[info]jonesycakes

methuselah to the rescue!

WHO | Lady Vi & Harper
WHERE | U of M hospital
WHEN | Afternoon

You are not allowed to ever freak me out like that again, alright? )

Jun. 6th, 2013


[info]freakflagfly

Dr. Tanner, my dear Dr. Banks (Cheyenne and Lee, you too)...Welcome to Jurassic Park.

WHO: Lady Vi, Cheyenne, Lee, Keelin, dinosaurs
WHERE: Jurassic Park
WHEN: Party's Over O'Clock

The one and only time Violet had ever gotten involved in debauchery that led to her waking up in a strange place, she'd gotten pregnant. Of course, there was absolutely no concern that that would ever happen again, but the point was that Lady Vi did not enjoy waking up in dirt in a strange place. It triggered all sorts of unhappy memories that she really did not want to have to deal with. Now or ever again. Ever being the rest of her life. The rest of her life being now somewhat predicted to be considerably shorter considering the circumstances she and three other chaperones had found themselves in.

Yeah, but, John, if The Pirates of the Caribbean breaks down, the pirates don't eat the tourists. )

Feb. 19th, 2013


[info]onlyheretohelp

Who: Vinny, and open to everyone else!
When: Afternoon, after school lets out.
Where: Scarlet Oak Community Park.

Walks in the park should be a nice, pleasant, relaxing way to unwind. They should be, you know, a walk in the park. Especially for Vinny, who'd been the best hiker and woodsman in his Boy Scout troop as a kid, immune to poison ivy, holder of every orienteering badge in existence, incapable of getting lost. He hadn't even known what an earth elemental was, but he'd known he loved nature trails and pretty grassy areas and any place with anything green.

He should still be able to enjoy that, but it's just that there's this one flower bed that just doesn't get taken care of the way it should, and it feels like it's crying out for help every time he walks past it, and...he just can't leave it be. Those poor pansies.

He gives in and kneels down beside the mulch, heedless of whether he gets his work clothes dirty. Mud always washes out. Quincy, pleased with him, sticks his wide pink nose out of Vinny's pocket and noses approvingly at his hand, before taking the opportunity to slip out and burrow into the dirt for a snack.

Reaching out towards one mangy-looking flower in particular, Vinny brushes its leaves tenderly with his fingers, trying to perk it up. "C'mon. There you go."

Sep. 25th, 2012


[info]freakflagfly

Back from hell, cell 23.

Who: Grams & Harper
Where: Police Station → Sherry's Bakery
When: Morning

Tell warden, kiss my ass. )