| A stage where every man must play a part |
[Nov. 7th, 2009|12:06 am] |
WHO: Geoffrey Tennant and Ellen Fanshaw
WHAT: Theatre Hunt!
WHERE: Toronto, ON
WHEN: This morning
WARNINGS: Language.
The fingers of Old Man Winter are beginning to encroach upon Canada, which in layman's-- or rather, Ellen's-- terms, means that it's fucking freezing as they get out of the estate agent's car and approach the old building on Geoffrey's shortlist to become their new theatre.
This particular building has certainly seen better days. Its detailed brick frontage and architecture is distinctly Edwardian in origin; several plywood-boarded windows adding to the rundown effect. It's had moderate upgrades since then, though the many broken lightbulbs on the dilapidated 60's-era signage are testament to how few and far between those upgrades have been.
Geoffrey stands for a moment gazing up appreciatively at its facade, his breath clouding in the air. He doesn't see ruin; he sees potential.
And he's grinning like a kid who's just found the candy store. This is where Théâtre sans Argent will find its feet again. |
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[Nov. 5th, 2009|07:08 pm] |
Who: Delbchaem and Johnny Hickory
When: Evening
Where: Johnny's place
Warnings: They're hoping so
Johnny grinned, strumming his guitar lazily in the section of the flat for recording music. There had to be four guitars, a few violins, and plenty of tech for it, and few years of pay to get this kind of swag. And there was promise of some smoking woman coming over and having some fun. Halloween candy, go figure. This night was going to be... interesting. |
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[Nov. 2nd, 2009|09:05 pm] |
Who: Sophie Frost and Gar Logan
Where: Frost Mansion
Warnings: Emoface
( Down and down we go ) |
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[Oct. 31st, 2009|06:36 pm] |
Who: Anyone and everyone
Where: Guildhall, New Orleans
When: Midafternoon Oct 31st until everyone goes home.
What: Paaaartaaay!
Warnings: More than likely!
The lower level of the guildhall was done up like a Starbucks from Hell, with authentic branded crap onna shelf, sucky music over by the bar, and authentic baristas, all having died of something hipstery. There was coffee and booze and snacks, there was a dance floor cordoned off in one corner, and most of the other rooms were open for lounging or milling around.
The Birthday Girl was, at that particular moment, near enough to the door that she could greet all comers, but far enough away that she wasn't a foreboding presence. She was dressed as Anne Bonney, men's shirt, well-worn navy uniform pants, a belt made of rope and a pirate sword on one hip and a blunderbuss on the other. Her hair was tied back with a double-knotted twist of twine, and her tattoos were almost all visible.
(post, thread, mingle and hang out, talk amongst yourselves, be prepared to have Henn and her crew, crash any and all threads) |
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[Oct. 28th, 2009|03:24 am] |
Who: Cassie Turner and Sor Skwigelf.
What: Sleepovers!
When: Friday night.
Where: Casa del Wolfpack.
Warnings: Cuteness, nothing else. They're not even teenagers.
( S'mores and staying up late. ) |
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[Oct. 26th, 2009|08:09 pm] |
WHO: Annie and Brendann
WHAT: Just talkin'.
WHERE: A tea/coffee place in London.
WHEN: Nowish
WARNINGS: Nah.
She'd texted Brendann last week asking if he wanted to go get coffee sometime, and he'd finally gotten back to her. She'd mocked him for being a Big Important Chef Type, then settled on a date and time. And now she was sitting at a corner table, legs crossed, happily sipping black coffee. It felt good inside - it was getting damn cold around here lately. She had wondered more than once how it'd be in Scotland this week. |
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[Oct. 25th, 2009|08:32 pm] |
Who: Elliot, Johnny Hickory, Tachikoma
What: Epic scuffles, Halloween personality switches, ahoy!
Where: Pub o' Jour
When: Halloween's Eve (yeah we're early, impatient much?)
Warnings: Violence, cursing, candy corn
Johnny neatly dodged another giggling Tinkerbell on her way to the powder room, trying to not inhale the miasma of glitter following her. This was Tachi's first sortie out as a real pub musician. Bagpipes, of all the instruments to choose. He chuckled and shook his head. Made sense with the bubbly and beyond quirky robot-turned-girl and she had been practicing the aptly themed music for a good while.
Screwing the hat better to his head, he had chosen a respectable Zorro costume for the night's festivities, Johnny wandered on into the pub. The public was starting to mill and fill the area. |
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[Oct. 23rd, 2009|10:37 pm] |
Who: Gaala and Tej
What: Epic Dragon Battles
Where: Mordhaus, Mordland
When: Now-ish
Warnings: Nope. Well, maybe if you don't understand Skwigelvian.
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[Oct. 23rd, 2009|12:23 am] |
Who: Soren Skwigelf and Cassidy Turner.
What: Stern Lectures.
When: Thursday afternoon.
Where: Casa del Wolfpackyness.
Warnings: As always, yes.
( Someone had to do it. ) |
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[Oct. 21st, 2009|09:21 pm] |
Who: Sable & Teja
What: The most epic game of hide & seek
Where: St. John's City, Newfoundland
When: This upcoming Sunday WE'RE POSTING FROM THE FUUUUTURE
Warnings: Oh, you know, whatever. Probably swearing, probably Teja acting nice. The latter is a not-mind-safe sort of situation.
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[Oct. 18th, 2009|08:56 pm] |
Who: Rahne Sinclair and Harry Dresden
Where: X-Factor
What: Shenanigans!
Warnings: Nah.
( Does not handle stress well ) |
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[Oct. 18th, 2009|12:11 am] |
Who: Soren Skwigelf and Cassidy Turner.
What: Impromptu road trip slash dinner date.
When: Saturday night.
Where: Here and there.
Warnings: They are going to try very hard to keep it PG-13.
( Driving around. ) |
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[Oct. 16th, 2009|05:27 pm] |
Who: Dean Winchester and Mephistopheles
What: Hunting the generally evil things.
Where: A small town in England
When: Tonight
Warnings: Gosh, the demon of Wrath and a foul-mouthed Winchester. I don't knoooow~
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[Oct. 16th, 2009|04:07 pm] |
Who: Seeley Booth, Temperance Brennan and Christine Brennan Booth
When: After Christine arrives
Where: Home I think?
What: Booth meeting his little girl
Warnings: Doubtful but will update
Status: In progress
Booth immediately put his phone away after talking to Bones and hurried into the house where he heard her talking to... their daughter. He still couldn't believe it. A daughter. With Bones. Named Christine. It was almost too real to consider.
Then he turned the corner and saw them. His eyes fell to the little girl and he knew that she was his. And Bones'. She was perfect. He could see the resemblance between her and Parker immediately, but otherwise she was all Bones. Even as she talked animatedly to her mother, he could tell she was a lot like the beautiful woman he called his wife. |
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[Oct. 15th, 2009|11:05 pm] |
Who: Alice and Danny, OTA
What: Shopping plus babysitting
Where: city in California
When: Saturday afternoon
Back home, Alice never had the chance to get to know her little brother. If he'd lived, he would've been only two years her junior, but thanks to her father's concubine, he didn't even live past his second day of life. Here though, she could spend time with him, even if she had little to no experience with babies. But she knew the basics, and with her mother leaving for Iraq in ten days or so, she thought it would be a good time to do some shopping for a costume while also babysitting.
It was warmer here than it was in England, and Alice wasn't quiet sure if she preferred it or not. She'd had enough of this weather back in Outworld, and besides, it was October and it was supposed to be chillier than this.
They started to pass up a toy shop. Danny sat up in the stroller,reaching out to try and grab at the attractive colors. Alice stopped and looked over at him from the side of the stroller.
"Sorry pal." She reached over and played with his hair. "Don't think mom would settle for me getting you something when it's not your birthday or Christmas." The infant only reacted by blowing her a raspberry.
ooc: Open to anyone. One teenage sorceress (in-training) and her ten month old brother. |
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[Oct. 15th, 2009|12:58 am] |
Who: Calliope Sedant and Mephisto.
What: Pretty vampire and misplaced demon chit-chat.
When: Shortly after Mephisto's arrival.
Where: Wherever Mephisto decides.
Warnings: Honestly? Yeah, but I don't know what. Yes.
( Because I know I'm owned. ) |
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[Oct. 14th, 2009|06:41 pm] |
Who: Sophie Frost and Gar Logan
What: Bad news
Warnings: Angst
( We were the aftermath ) |
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[Oct. 14th, 2009|04:04 pm] |
Who: Meggie Folchart and Remy LeBeau
Where: His disaster zone, errr office.
When: Late morning
Warnings: Papercuts
Remy had found it strange when he, a thief, became a lawyer upon arrival, snide comments about both professions aside. The man he replaced had had a robust reputation, which made the transition smooth and with few financial hiccups, and what Remy didn't have in experience and this side of the law, he made up for in reading people and playing to a crowd. His position here was secured and his planner full of cases and court dates.
Which meant his office was also full of cases. Elegant mahogany and brass shelves and comfortable chairs had been swamped (and as a Cajun, he could say that) with files, journals, court notes, briefings, contracts, books and folders. One good sneeze or earthquake and the precarious ordering would be chaos. At least the floors were empty, the cleaners had threatened him over that. He stole from people, cracked their sorting patterns to find the goods. He never had enough stuff to need to learn a system!
Remy was sitting at his small mountain range, sorting through interview notes for the last two cases and idly trying to find his espresso cup. It might be in his drawer, for all he knew. |
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[Oct. 13th, 2009|10:46 pm] |
WHO: Sable Harris and Sindre Skwigelf
WHAT: Hangin'
WHERE: Initially the bookshop, later who knows?
WHEN: Tonight
WARNINGS: ...a lot of sparkly?
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Sable's waiting for Sindre at the shop. Her captive real-life doll (and distant cousin), Riordan, is here too, but not in direct view -- she's got him upstairs in the spare bedroom for now.
When Sindre arrives, he'll find her where she usually is -- hanging around the front counter, looking every inch a gypsy and doodling in a little notebook while she looks around every so often to check on her few customers. |
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[Oct. 12th, 2009|11:56 pm] |
Who: Brendann Brennan and Brenda Annn Turner.
What: Mother/son dinner!
Where: Brendann's restaurant.
When: Monday night.
Warnings: Just cute!
( Peanut butter and pickles are a no. ) |
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[Oct. 11th, 2009|11:30 pm] |
Who: Calliope Sedant and Teja
What: Hell if I know.
Where: A place on Mordland Property
When: Tonight, right around sundown.
Warnings: Gee, a couple of sadists, huh, wonder how this'll end up.
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[Oct. 10th, 2009|05:17 pm] |
Who: Torii And Teja Wartooth
What: What Warteeth do to destress.
Where: Somewhere with tall buildings and open windows
When: RIGHT THE HELLS NOW DATS WHEN
Warnings: It's Teja and Torii. Possible swearing, lots of sugar, and likely some sibling-ish behavior.
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[Oct. 10th, 2009|01:07 am] |
Who: Annie and her daddy
What: Just talking.
When: After Annie and Keller's date
Where: Chez Dean-and-Bela.
Warnings: Eggnog.
The day after her date, Annie had nothing to do, and was kind of glad of it, frankly. She'd planned to stay at home for most of the day. No school, homework done, and Dani was with Sindre. Robbie was probably with Torii.
She wandered downstairs, hearing her mother in the shower as she passed the bathroom door, finding her father in the kitchen. She hugged Dean from the side, murmuring, "Hi. Sorry." She wasn't sure if this version of her father was okay with the random hugs she inflicted on him. |
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[Oct. 6th, 2009|10:58 pm] |
Who: Greg House, Raymond Wood, Reina and Sofia Wood
What: Diagnosing Reina
Where/When: Ray's Studio/The other night (backdated)
Warnings: None
He put the girls in front to the television, watching some silly cartoon. They knew some functional words in English, but not a whole lot. Ray had read that music and television shows were a great aid in teaching foreign languages. He tended to play a lot of Spanish music, so the television was strictly English.
He paced by the woor, waiting for House to show. He really hoped the guy wasn't going to stand him up. He was genuinely worried about Reina, but he didn't want to go to some random clinic or hospital if he didn't have to. He'd rather deal with someone he knew.
Sofia's laughter echoed into the empty studio. Ray knew it was Sofia, because Reina hadn't made a sound, since the girls came to the studio several days earlier. Ray glanced into the office, to see Sofia pointing at the TV, and Reina seemed to respond more to her sister than the events on the screen. Ray frowned, and went back to the door, trying to will House to show up right then. |
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[Oct. 6th, 2009|07:47 pm] |
Who: Crowley, Zira, Parker and Dominic
What: A meeting of like minds. Literally. Parker houses a version of Zira, Crowley and Zira are confused.
When/Where: Backdated to last night (before the log with Ax)/Crowley's Club (which needs to be named again)
Warnings: Yup.
( Witty Cut Text Here ) |
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[Oct. 6th, 2009|04:37 pm] |
Who: Crowley and Agent X
What: X is dropped off in a strange place by a tornado. She reacts violently.
Where: Crowley's establishment.
When: Now-ish
She had a cell phone in one hand, a Dracon beam in the other. She'd put her drink down to draw the Dracon, and the very fact that she didn't have enough arms to hold all three things was already annoying her.
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[Oct. 6th, 2009|02:17 pm] |
Who: God and Erik Northman
What: The longest day
When: Starting right now
Where: Erik's mansion
Warnings: Oh yes, plenty.
Rating: NC-17
As soon as she finished her reply to Erik, God closed her eyes and breathed in deeply, gathering the consciousness of the universe around her. Her laptop slid shut noiselessly and slivers of light popped around her. Wind swirled lightly as wisps of her hair slid over her shoulders and with little to no concentration, she removed herself from her rooms in the Vatican to land inside Erik's home, specifically his bedroom. If he wasn't there at the moment, she knew he would be shortly. They had a link, the two of them, one that wasn't conscious or even intentional. It simply existed. It allowed her to feel an intense surge of love everytime Erik thought of her or wanted to see her. And somehow he always knew when she was near. It occurred to her briefly that it might have something to do with the exchange of blood between them that very first time they were together.
Her eyes still closed, she floated to his bed, settling herself on it, her silvery dress falling in soft folds around her as she concentrated a little harder to slow the flow of time in the room. She didn't want it to affect the rest of the world, it wasn't her intention to mess with the fabric of time. She simply desired more time with her beloved, so she altered the passage of time within the room where they would be until further notice. |
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[Oct. 4th, 2009|03:14 pm] |
WHO: Annie Winchester, Keller Cheevy
WHAT: Paintball
WHEN: Slowtimed because I suck; right after Sindre & Dani's clearings-up of misunderstandings
WARNINGS: A lot of language, otherwise I don't know.
Annie stood at the portkey trying to calm down, trying to stem both the nerves and the fury that were making her insides roil like a badly done stew. This isn't an arranged marriage, just a fucking date competed with how could she be so stupid! Dani was a big girl, and if Sindre had done something stupid, Annie would have stayed out. But Sindre had done something cruel, not stupid, and damned if she was going to let her sister get hurt by an idiot.
Keller didn't seem like an idiot. Frat boy type, maybe, but not an idiot. She'd give him a chance, and see where it went. She hoped he didn't whap her on the ass with a scarf, or get drunk and tell her how insignificant she was. She hadn't killed any humans yet, just ghosts.
She wondered if this was the right place. Had she been supposed to meet Keller at the paintball place? Damn it! |
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[Oct. 1st, 2009|03:06 pm] |
Who: Iggy, Hope, NPC bullies and Candy if she wants to crash the beatdown party
Where: Taunton
When: Thursday afternoon
What: Kickassery
Warnings: Mun-coordinated violence to some NPCs
( Kicking ass and taking names ) |
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