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[Jan. 18th, 2009|04:02 pm] |
This isn't my home, and it doesn't look like the hospital. And there's all sorts of strange and curious things when I look out the window. I really am sick, aren't I? They told me it was a dream and I insisted it was real, and now things have gone completely mad.
I want my mum. Or my cat. |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|03:59 pm] |
All right, ladies and gents, we're going to have to put things in order here. Time has come unraveled, and personally I blame the clothes. Everyone quickly disrobe. I used to lead the Doom Patrol, I know about this kind of thing. Drop trou and away we go. |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|03:50 pm] |
Our grandmother is here, Mia. Dad's Kryptonian mother, Lara Lor-Van.
God, it's a shame Lisa and Usagi aren't here. I--
...Do you think Mom's still here? |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|06:51 pm] |
The words won't stop... what the hell am I even becoming? Some kinda weird Ga Ga Girl-Bohemian hybrid? Do I even want to be a Bohemian?
This is just messed up. |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|02:20 pm] |
What d'fuck?
I was about to beat the shit out of that guy and-
I'm behind a fucking desk. I'm in an office. There are ties.
Just went from a bar brawl to WORST FUCKIN' NIGHTMARE HOW DO I GET OUT OF HERE? |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|01:52 pm] |
Incredibly strange morning. So what year is it? 2009? Is my grandfather still... No. He isn't, is he?
Aunt Wanda? |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|01:48 pm] |
It must be another one of those weeks. Quentin darling, are you all right? |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|11:09 am] |
What the flonq am I doing here? This looks like Old Earthtime!
It's got to be one of the Chaosbringer's plots, for sure.
Man, I don't recognize anything! |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|01:56 pm] |
This again? Great. Don't I have more important things to do then run around like a teenager? |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|06:44 pm] |
Oh, of all the inappropriate times!
Can't the universe let me have one chance with Steed? Is it just that set on keeping us apart? |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|12:55 pm] |
It is still 2009, right? I didn't fall asleep for a few years?
What's wrong with you people? |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|12:52 pm] |
I'm starting to think this may be the afterlife. This is where I was last time I was sure I was supposed to be dead.
Alex? |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|09:43 am] |
Okay... who ordered the super-sized twister, and how do I get a return ticket? My boss and his clients are going to be pissed if I don't deliver these contracts on time! |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|11:37 am] |
..This is strange. Fox? |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|06:36 pm] |
Why am I like this again? NO! This isn't right! I'm not supposed to be like this!
They're...gone. I can't.
NO |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|09:32 am] |
This again? Oh... damnation! I've had enough of time travel, dang it! |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|09:10 am] |
How quaint!
In Rao's name, I have never seen such a very... weird world. |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|09:08 am] |
I really must be getting old. I'd forgotten this had happened.
Stupid time warps. |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|09:39 am] |
Ummmm.
( Bruce ) |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|09:13 am] |
Where's my husband? What is this place?
God? |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|09:04 am] |
I seem to have become unstuck from time.
God, I think I should be high school aged right now. How weird is that? |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|08:22 am] |
Another alternate universe? Well, at least this one isn't a bombed out, irradiated hellhole. |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|01:31 am] |
Aw jeez not this place again.
Anyone know where I left my pants? I ain't wandering around in Gothic Wonderland in my tightie whities. |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|01:54 am] |
What the fuck is all this goth shit?
Where's Rockzo?
Where's the coke?
Shit. |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|02:20 am] |
has anyone seen
a n
unrescudpri NCESS?
[ooc: FYI -- sorry for sticking this here, but I won't be on to tag back for another ~40 minutes. OOC note will disappear when I get home.] |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|02:11 am] |
Uh... huh. Okay this has to stop. |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|07:02 am] |
Earth again? You'd think my bike'd be better at aiming...
'Course, that's when a tornado doesn't come out of nowhere, innit? It's mega naff... or maybe the Time Lord tech's the naff part. Hard to tell. |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|06:59 am] |
Well, this is certainly the most novel awakening I've ever had from one of those dreams...
Those 'Dalek' things again. |
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[Jan. 17th, 2009|11:34 pm] |
Oh ha ha ha ha guys, very funny.
Who set out all the old calendars and switched my phone out for a dinosaur POS?
Don't make me get the paintball guns. |
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[Jan. 17th, 2009|10:14 pm] |
John? Mary? You two okay? I mean, you didn't get thrown or anything, right?
I knew we were coming around that corner too fast for this time of night. |
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[Jan. 17th, 2009|10:10 pm] |
What the hell? How is it '09 again? |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|12:07 am] |
I know I was saying I missed my old bedroom, but why am I in it?
and I am WAY too big for this bed. Because it just broke. Crap. |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|01:03 am] |
I suppose there's a reason that my computer seems to think it's a year or so in the future. And why the newspaper here does. And why everyone seems to think a black man is going to be Prime President... Bloke of America.
Hell. This is one of those weird Things, isn't it?
Two of these are not supposed to bloody happen at the same bloody time! |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|12:03 am] |
i'm scared. |
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[Jan. 17th, 2009|09:23 pm] |
Fiche moi! Dis definitely ain't Paris.
Shit, why's my phone on? Goddammit.
(OOC: accidental voice post.) |
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