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Tweak says, "Good morning, Sunshine."

Olive Snook (ittybitty) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2009-01-02 21:59:00

Entry tags:

alphonse elric, andy gallagher, blair waldorf, complete, corran horn, day 27, dean winchester, george lass, haruka tenoh, illyana rasputin, legolas greenleaf, marcus cole, michiru kaioh, nymphadora tonks, party thread, rose tyler, sam winchester, sarah jane smith, sidney prescott, susan pevensie, the doctor, violet baudelaire, yuna

Party thread!
-Who: Everyone!
-What: Party time!
-When: Day 27, from 5 in the morning carrying on until 5 am the next day when everything will get cleaned up by the golems
-Where: Ballroom, club, bar, places around there
-Status: Complete
-Rating: Who knows! Could go from anywhere between G and R!

If one were to walk into the ballroom after 5 am, they would find brightly colored streamers hanging across the walls and from the ceiling. Confetti was constantly fluttering down from the ceiling, as if the tiny pieces were snow themselves. Tables had been set up along the wall with plates, silverware, and all sorts of food imaginable. The Planet had made sure to include everyone's favorite food on the menu. The dessert table was huge. There was also a drink table nearby, complete with a bar and a few golems manning it to monitor the intake of drinks as well as serve them up. The Planet seemed to be either apologizing for all the people missing or wanting the remaining people to get together and meet each other again.... or perhaps it was a little bit of both.

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brain_ninja
2009-01-05 01:17 pm UTC (link)

Andy was happy to see that George had followed him over, after all, even if she wasn't saying anything. She probably just didn't want to be another person asking if Dean was all right and given the great ruckus, Andy couldn't think of anything else she'd be likely to say, since she didn't know Dean at all. Or Sam. Or, it would seem, anyone.

The woman with the pink hair spoke but then knelt back on the floor and Andy thought perhaps her hello was more of a formality than anything else. So, rather than introduce himself in return, he offered a weak "hey," and figured if she stood up again then he'd give his name...if it looked like she wanted to know it. Andy felt like he'd already pushed himself a little on someone who didn't want company tonight and he didn't really want to press his luck trying to do it again.

"Rose..." Andy repeated as the Doctor introduced her. He nodded, setting the name and face to memory. "Nice to meet you," he said, giving her a nod and a genuine smile. He liked her already; she'd managed to cheer Doc up, so she had to be something special. At least to Doc, anyway.

But, then the Doctor was looking around and excusing himself from the circle. Andy watched as he headed over to another woman; bit older and brunette. "Gee, he really gets around, huh?" he asked both Rose and whoever else happened to be listening, grinning at his own lame joke.

Sam acknowledged him; Dean didn't. It seemed that Sam and himself had come from the same place at different times...and Andy wondered if maybe Dean had come from a different time and place entirely. Maybe he didn't say hi to Andy because he, in his own world, hadn't met Andy yet. That was kind of a weird thought to process...

As Sam excused himself from Tonks and took Dean by the back of the shirt, Andy looked over at the three women, mainly George. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm kinda ready to blow this pop stand, now. Show's over and all. George and I were gonna go play video games --" he paused and looked back at George. "Oh, uh, this is George," he added distractedly, looking back at Tonks and then Rose, when he realized she hadn't introduced herself. "Anyway, if anyone wants to come with..." he offered with a shrug, his eyes turning back to George once more as if to say he hoped she didn't mind him extending the invite to Tonks and Rose. He thought it might be a little rude to just leave the two of them standing there, after all.

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hellsboy
2009-01-06 11:42 am UTC (link)

He was so busy slapping away Sam's hand on his shirt and trying to figure out what language the kid was speaking that he almost didn't have time to regret being dragged away from the girl with the pink hair. He noticed the one introduced as Andy glancing at him and he gave the guy a nod and half wary smile. What was he looking at, Dean wondered. He turned a glare back at Sam and shook his head.

"You lost me, Sammy. Cold Oaks? I haven't seen you since you had that tirade about me wasting my life trying to be Dad then went off to Stanford to inflate your brain. The last thing I was doing was..."

And he broke off, momentarily distracted by the pretty blonde (Rose was it?) because it was easier to be distracted by her than by the real reason he'd been drinking until sunrise when he was sucked into this forsaken place. He was still not ready to face that stupid lifetime movie moment while sober.

"What was the last thing you were doing? What did I tell you about college and drugs, kid?"

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psychic_sam
2009-01-07 09:19 am UTC (link)

Sammy. It was stupid how one word, and a nickname he didn't much like at all, could make him feel so relieved. His brother was really here.

Then he wrapped Dean's words around his head and felt a myriad of emotions coming across him. "You... Shit, Dean, are you serious? Stanford? That's the last thing you remember me doing? Going to Stanford?"

This wasn't a funny joke at all. Years, two years spent hunting with his brother, getting closer, being better brothers, that hadn't happened at all for Dean? Another thing hit him. If Dean was from before all that, then he had no idea Sam was psychic. He didn't know about Dad being dead.

Sam turned away from Dean for a moment to let out a heavy sigh, putting a hand over his face. He contemplating just not telling Dean about any of it but... it was Dean. "Look, dude, let's just... let's just go to your room or my room or something. Let's get out of here. I have a hell of a lot of stuff I need to tell you."

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hellsboy
2009-01-07 02:30 pm UTC (link)

"You haven't changed much, Sam. You're as huffy and girly as you were when you left for Stanford. That day was pretty unforgettable so I'm sure that's the last time I saw you." He was looking at Sam curiously now. The kid seemed to be going through some inner crisis which was sort of amusing amidst the hubub of this party. He was so damned serious sometimes.

Though he supposed he himself had been deadly serious until he'd fallen out of an air vent and blown his own cover. There was no way he'd get the drop on whatever bastard was holding them against their will here on this bizarre planet. Why not settle in, have a couple brews, find a girl or two and then the hottub...

Still, Sam was upset and there would be no fun until Sam got off his chest whatever was bothering him. Dean just wasn't sure he wanted to hear a whole new load of disappointment Sam felt about his life.

"Alright, dude, get a grip. Let's go talk. But if you get up on the soap box again, so help me."

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	psychic_sam 2009-01-08 11:20 am UTC (link)
	"Jerk," Sam said in response to Dean calling him huffy and girly. He wondered if Dean would fall into their usual exchange and call him a bitch back. Not waiting to find out, Sam sighed. "Come on, just follow me. We'll go back to my room." (Reply to this) (Parent)

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