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under the moonlight you see a sight that almost stop your heart; [Nov. 1st, 2009|03:04 am]

wolfishvisage
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[backdated to stupid-o-clock this morning]

Rahne had always been generally indifferent to Halloween. She could definitely see the appeal of the escapism and the dressing up, but around SaMo, the goal for Halloween seemed to be wearing as little as possible. At least for the women. And Rahne didn't particularly want to be involved in that aspect of Halloween.

Horror movie marathons, however, were something that she could definitely get behind.

After giggling her way through the atrocity that was Dracula 2000, Rahne decided that it was time for a break. As she padded down the halls of Paradise on bare feet, she could hear some of the other residents in their rooms -- laughing, talking, snoring -- on her way down to the kitchen. She left the kitchen light off -- not needed, thanks very much -- and pulled together what she needed; the kettle, a mug, the tea bags. The water had only just begun to boil when she felt the first cold rush of air. Frowning, the Scottish mutant checked the window, saw it was closed and shrugged as she turned back to the tea kettle.

The ghost swooped out of nowhere, sickly green and translucent, with a hideous, skeletal grin stretching its face wide. Rahne startled violently and the empty mug in her hand dropped, crashing into pieces on the floor as she did what any normal teenage girl would do when confronted by a gruesome ghost.

She screamed bloody murder.

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LOG: Alex of Summerisle & Lady Anna. [Oct. 23rd, 2009|09:22 pm]

belleish
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SUMMARY: Lady Anna, with the help of Friar Dukes, manages to break Alex of Summerisle out of the dungeon. What now? The answer is crazier than either of them could have anticipated.

Such attire for a prison break. )
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they'll call him the phony king of england, a pox on the phony king of england! [Oct. 23rd, 2009|08:00 pm]

solarforce
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News of Prince Gabriel's tournament spread far and wide across the lands like wildfire. Even with the kingdom of Summerisle in the midst of hard times, its arrogant warden was not in the habit of skimping on his festivities; the nobles eager for entertainment came forth in all their finery, and the promise of prizes for the most talented fighters who proved their worth in the lists drew out all the able-bodied men. Come the morn of the tournament, the greens outside the castle walls were covered in the gaily-colored tents of the prince's guests, and the sounds of armor clanking filled the air even before sunrise. By midday, the preparatory din was replaced by the cheers of the crowds, nobles and peasants alike raising their voices so exultantly as to drown out even the clang of sword on sword. It was a day for champions and their ladies, kings and queens, maidens fair and valorous knaves.

Alex of Summerisle wasn't among them. He'd promised Lady Anna, after all, and Alex of Summerisle never broke a solemn oath, especially not to a beautiful lady. He may have been a rogue, an outlaw and a bastard at that, but he had unimpeachable honor and he intended to live by it. Not even Prince Gabriel and his crooked ways could force his hand.

That code of honor, however, wasn't about to let the best archer in all the lands bow out of a chance to boldly and undeniably prove his merit in front of the monarchy. Even knowing that it was a trap. All of Summerisle was afraid of King Gabriel except for Alex and his Merry Men, and despite his promise, he wasn't going to let fear dictate his actions. He had an example to set, and his skill with the bow and arrow would speak for itself. The people might not know him by his face but they would always know him by his deeds. )
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CARRIER PIGEON CORRESPONDENCE. [Oct. 23rd, 2009|08:10 am]

belleish
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I know your fondness for adventure and I would vehemently advise you against attending the ball and tournament in our prince's honour. )
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log: alex of summerisle and will shatterstar [Oct. 22nd, 2009|07:00 pm]

solarforce
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summary: Meanwhile in Summerisle, Will Shatterstar of the Merry Men has been also acting strangely for no discernible reason. After he has a recklessly close call with the Sheriff of Rottingham and then wanders away from the men's celebration that evening, Alex follows him into the woods to ask what's wrong and be a friend.

It's as though I finally found everything that I've been fighting for. And now it's been taken from me. )
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a sorta fairytale with you [NARRATIVE] [Oct. 22nd, 2009|01:47 am]

havenpeople
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The hotel may be secure, but its residents' minds were not.

The passcode to get in had been plucked from the mind of an overactive teenager on their way to the hotel after school. When they made their way into the hotel after the majority of the residents and that night's guests had retired, illusion cloaked their entry. The residents that were awake felt the sudden need to sleep and if they were lucky, they got to the mattress before they fell unconscious.

With the young mutants in the hotel at their mercy, the sisters Wyngarde did a brief telepathic sweep of the grounds, making sure no one had been immune to their wiles and remained awake. Jason Wyngarde and Manuel de la Rocha followed before the four toured the hotel, setting up their operations in the abandoned penthouse on the top floor.

Once upon a time... )
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log: scott and alex [Oct. 1st, 2009|09:07 pm]

solarforce
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summary: Temporarily able to see without his glasses, Scott calls his brother into Warren's office to get a good look at him. They actually almost have a real family moment until Scott ruins it, as usual. Backdated to October 1st.

What do you remember about them? )
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so close to something better left unknown, i can feel it in my bones. [May. 18th, 2009|01:36 am]

solarforce
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For a lot of the seniors at Santa Monica High, prom was a really huge deal. The pomp and formality of it all was part of the package of graduation. It was their own major event, a dance that signified their entrance into the the world of adults. One last opportunity to get together as a group and wreak havoc. )
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email. [Apr. 28th, 2009|04:50 am]

solarforce
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TO: Scott Summers.
FROM: Alex Blanding.
SUBJECT: wtf? )
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