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[Jun. 1st, 2008|08:17 pm] |
Who: Lex and Jun
When: Day 1, Afternoon
What: Lex Arrives
Where: Edge of the Desert
Rating: Probably PG-13 for language
Status: Complete
( Not in Kansas anymore ) |
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[Jun. 1st, 2008|09:14 am] |
Who: Jack Harkness and one of the golems
What: From Cardiff to a... ranch? Even for Jack, this is weird
When: Late at night in Cardiff/Around noon on the planet
Where: On the ground of the Dude Ranch, near the entrance
Status: Complete
Rating: PG
( I can handle weird. I'm used to weird. ) |
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[May. 30th, 2008|05:31 pm] |
Who: Rose and the Doctor
What: Arriving on the Planet
Where: Just outside the ranch
When: Today, just after this.
Rating: PG? If that?
Status: Complete, threaded
( insert witty text here ) |
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[May. 30th, 2008|01:03 pm] |
Who: Max and Giselle
What: Max arrives
When: Evening in Roswell / Morning on ‘The Planet’
Where: Dude Ranch resort
Status: Completed
Rating: PG (I’d make it G because it’s Giselle, but Max is 16, so…)
( A true alien abduction… )
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[May. 30th, 2008|09:25 am] |
Who: Tonks and Xena
When: Day One, morning
What: Tonks' arrival and other such things
Where: In the desert near the resort
Rating: PG, will change as needed
Status: Completed
It was a cold, dreary day in London, but the young witch didn't let that get her down. Actually, since it was rarely anything but a cold, dreary day, she was used to it and it seemed quite normal. There was just a hint of rain on the wind, enough to make her shiver in her purple wizards robes. Her hair, of course, was the exact same shade of purple, and she had it shoulder-length. Today was one of her coordinating days, and she was quite proud of the effect she got in the form of double takes from people walking by, wizards and muggles alike.
( I don't think we're in London anymore, Toto ) |
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[May. 30th, 2008|04:34 pm] |
Who: Doumyouji and Ayla
When: Day 1, Midday
What: Doumyouji's arrival and subsequent greeting
Where: Foyer of the resort
Rating: PG? (Subject to change)
Status: Complete
This, Doumyouji thought as he stared at the building, his expression one of a well-practised glare, was most definitely not where he had intended on being. He didn't even know what or were this was. He had carefully (or rather, as carefully as he was prone to doing) instructed his driver as to where he had wanted to go. He'd wanted to visit Tsukushi (it had seemed necessary at the time, but all thoughts relating to that matter had more or less abandoned him once he'd got out the car and found himself facing some kind of... place). Turning back to where the car should have been - he'd just got out of it, after all - he found himself facing absolutely nothing. (Well, 'nothing' wouldn't have been entirely accurate; he just wasn't facing what he had intended to face).
Expression flickering for a moment, he glanced around somewhat wildly, looking for any sign of the car; he hadn't heard any tell-tale sign of an engine starting and running, or the sound of tyres against... Some kind of loosely stoned ground. Kicking at the stones irritably, he reached a hand into a pocket, withdrawing a phone. Flicking it open, he cycled through the numbers before finding the one for his driver (he didn't care if the man was driving. There would be hell to pay if he didn't pick up).
( 'The phone you have tried calling appears to be outside your current net-' ) |
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| Waking up |
[May. 30th, 2008|11:29 am] |
Who: Brigitte Fitzgerald and OTA
What: Waking up and having a wtf? Moment.
When: 11:00am
Where: On the grounds of the dude ranch, near the stables.
Status: Closed thread.
Rating: PG 13 for swearing and embarrassing nudity
The sun felt warm on Brigitte’s skin as she rolled over on the grass and opened her eyes. For a moment she just laid there sleepily staring up at the sky and clouds above her before her mind started pestering her. Something’s not right, Brigitte’s inner voice insisted. She shouldn’t be looking up at clouds just after waking up. The brunette blinked; she was confused for a little bit before it all came rushing back to her.
Ghost locking her up in the cellar, transforming into a werewolf and then the painful transformation back after those long, grueling days when she was trapped as the beast. Brigitte sat up with a shocked look upon her face. Where was she? How had she gotten out of the cellar? Where was Ghost?
Then Brigitte looked down at herself and let out a yelp. Where the fuck were her clothes? While Brigitte tried to cover her nudity, her eyes scanned her surroundings. It looked like she was on a farm. There was a stable with a fence nearby but what interested Brigitte were the saddle blankets drying on the fence. Glancing around to make sure no one saw her, Brigitte darted over and grabbed a blanket to wrap around herself. It was scratchy and slightly damp but it would do.
“Where am I?” She muttered out loud. “And in the hell did I get here?” |
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