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

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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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[info]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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[info]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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[info]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."

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