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[Jan. 22nd, 2010|09:41 pm] |
( Private )
Job's done. Nearly wiped the casino out. Don't know what to do next. Maybe retire. Still hate this place. Can't I go home? |
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[Jan. 19th, 2010|09:14 pm] |
I'm definitely done. |
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[Jan. 16th, 2010|10:27 pm] |
( Team ) |
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[Jan. 16th, 2010|09:25 pm] |
( Eliot )
Goddamn, I leave for two months, an' once again someone resets my levels. Really, though? If I have to level-grind one more time, I'm gonna go off. |
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[Jan. 15th, 2010|09:11 pm] |
I'm feeling antsy and I have a craving for ice cream. With chocolate sauce and peanuts and like whipped cream. And sprinkles.
Bah, maybe I should put this car back. |
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[Jan. 13th, 2010|11:25 pm] |
Hold up. I'm back?
Y'know, I think I saw an episode of the Twilight zone like this one time. That one freaky doorway that hates people an' drags 'em to the ass end'a nowhere outta spite.
What the fuck is even in Kansas anymore, man? Really? Where the hell did that... portkey... thing, go?
( Team, Sam ) |
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[Jan. 13th, 2010|11:14 pm] |
Damn, but I needed that. |
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[Jan. 5th, 2010|05:38 pm] |
( Eliot ) |
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[Jan. 1st, 2010|09:05 pm] |
Happy Fucking New Year. |
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[Dec. 27th, 2009|03:44 pm] |
We saved Christmas! |
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[Nov. 19th, 2009|07:18 pm] |
Hey hey Ellie? |
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[Oct. 18th, 2009|01:38 am] |
Hey Candy? You wanna go to a play? |
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[Oct. 17th, 2009|07:22 pm] |
I have a gig on Halloween! And I found the costume already in my closet!
Do you think the bar will let me bring in real guns, or will I have to use props? |
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[Oct. 2nd, 2009|07:03 pm] |
I want a puppy! |
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[Sep. 23rd, 2009|07:17 pm] |
I like fall! |
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[Sep. 19th, 2009|02:08 pm] |
( Team ) |
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[Sep. 19th, 2009|11:51 am] |
Missing: One goddess. Insatiable sexual appetite, lengthy list of kinks and turn ons. Known to dabble in injustice and wrong doing. Most recently seen running the Jack Daniels corporation. Covered in tats, and also known as my wife. Anybody seen her?
Hardison, you got anything in that computer of yours? |
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[Aug. 6th, 2009|02:36 am] |
Eliot, it occurs to me that today is our three month anniversary and I hear that mortals like to give gifts and shit for that kind of thing.
Got anything you want? |
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[Jul. 13th, 2009|02:54 am] |
( Eliot ) |
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[May. 24th, 2009|01:29 am] |
I'm suddenly very curious what my blood will do to a vampire. Any vampires out there willing to take a taste and find out?
Plus, getting bit? So fucking hot. |
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[May. 21st, 2009|09:37 pm] |
( Adikia ) |
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[May. 21st, 2009|07:40 pm] |
A thank-you to everyone who came out to my play last night - A good audience is always appreciated. I thought it was a rousing success! It's playing for three weeks, so if anyone wants to see it again, let me know - I can get your tickets comped. |
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[May. 16th, 2009|06:35 pm] |
If I ever decide I want kids, I'd like someone to punch me straight in the nose, please.
Thanks. |
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[May. 6th, 2009|05:29 pm] |
What the...? Ho'shit.
Err...Kakia? I may have done something stupid.
( Eliot ) |
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[May. 5th, 2009|09:21 pm] |
I hate it here. |
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[Apr. 26th, 2009|03:53 pm] |
Um, Candy? From Taunton, I mean. I don't know if there are other Candys here. |
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[Apr. 25th, 2009|12:26 am] |
Once again, not sure how much of a difference it makes here, but it bears sayin':
Sorry, Moscow. I didn't know it was a power grid I was lookin' at. I put it back.
Please don't kill me. |
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[Apr. 19th, 2009|10:20 pm] |
I'm back.
Who missed me? |
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[Mar. 11th, 2009|10:32 pm] |
( Adikia ) |
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[Mar. 6th, 2009|10:01 pm] |
Sobriety sucks.
[Locked from Sophie, Hardison, Parker, and Eliot -- But of course, hackable, by Hardison cause Nate isn't good enough to outsmart teh Geek.] A thousand dollars to the first person to get past the guards and bring me a bottle of whiskey.
[Edited by Hardison (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) nanasaiddont, at 10:55 EST]Okay, folks, Mr. Ford's up past his bedtime. Thanks for the concern. |
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