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[Jul. 21st, 2008|03:36 am] |
SWANS!
Oh the essence, like feathered perfection embodied, ferocity!
BEHOLD! |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|06:38 am] |
Alan, where are you? I need to run you through this Kowanski case. It's high profile, and while I think our case is strong, we need to go over the defense attorney's standard tactics. The interns have the information ready to go in the conference room.
Also, I'd like to take a quick minute here to address the board.. I don't want to tell you what to do, but I would like to say that I, Denny Crane, greatest trial lawyer practicing today, have put my support behind Barack Obama. He has a number of truly inspired initiatives, and I think he can bring this country back to where it once was. It's about time we have a president that actually cares about the poor and disenfranchised of this country. |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|09:52 am] |
What's that thing that Alice says as she's going through Wonderland?
Hmm...
Curiouser and curiouser! |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|10:06 am] |
I don't want to be the bally prince anymore. What's the point? |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|10:25 am] |
It's a great day to be on the outside of the cage, looking in at all the monkeys.
I think I'll go to the zoo and make this feeling not be so entirely ironic.
Any takers? |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|12:47 pm] |
I dare say, the world is far more chaotic than I recall. I wasn't quite sure what to expect, as books and pictures in some of those books coulod never do the world justice. How do you all stand it? It seems so...pointless. And cruel. At least I've a purpose, a reason for living, for wanting to live. I don't understand the appeal, quite honestly, to this day to day existance I have witnessed. It seems barbaric and meaningless.
( Dearest )
[OOC: Zira's AU is that he is Crowley's pet, and he's quickly dying. He's come up to the surface of the world for the first time in centuries (he's been living in the belly of Crowley's club) in order to perform some angelic miracles, in hopes of renewing his life force before it's completely drained away.] |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|01:24 pm] |
I wish Usagi were here. She could fix this.
Jon, are you all right? Beth?
If anyone needs help, let me know. |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|02:54 pm] |
Ollie Queen. Paging Oliver Queen!
Or Tim Drake.
One or both would be nice. |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|02:56 pm] |
Bloody bag of flesh. These breasts keep getting in my way. |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|04:51 pm] |
The world has gone completely mad. Again. How often a year does this happen?
I was just getting accustomed to my surroundings, and this dying body. |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|05:07 pm] |
Thanks for everyone who helped cheer me up. It was nice. |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|06:09 pm] |
It is amazing how many people park in handicapped places without a handicapped tag. Or with a tag, but without the handicapped person with them.
[OOC: Danny's AU is that he was wounded in Iraq, and is confined to a wheelchair, both his legs blown off below the knee.] |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|08:00 pm] |
Right. So help me out here because I'm a little confused. I was - well, where I was is of no consequence. Something extremely unusual occurred, after which I awoke here. Which would be the office of my former employment.
And that's my name on the plate. As well as on the door.
Clearly, either I've gone mad yet again or somebody up there or down below thinks they have a sense of humour but really they don't. Now, the latter of the two wouldn't surprise me one bit but the prospect of the former being the case is looking remarkably good because evidently I am typing all this on what appears to be an online journaling system at the behest of a woman I've never met.
I'll be damned if somebody replies sensibly to this. |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|09:52 pm] |
God, where can a girl get booze around here without an ID? C'mon, I know one of you fellas wants to buy me a drink. Make it worth your while. |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|10:30 pm] |
Hey V. |
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[Jul. 21st, 2008|11:17 pm] |
Pardon me, but could someone let me know what manner of planet it is that I've come to be on? Nothing is familiar and it's so busy! |
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