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Jan. 7th, 2011

[info]twofacedliar

In the past... 42 minutes alone, gun sales rose by 300%.

I love Seattle.

[info]cold_blades

I'm not panicking. I just opened my door and there was this B-grade horror movie stuntman standing there and I screamed like a little girl sent it flying out my window without touching it because this is a totally, completely normal, must-be-Thursday ordeal.


[A phone call is made to Gaius Asher but Alex hangs up (or the line is cut) before Gaius can pick up.]

Jan. 6th, 2011


[info]voicelikemoney

Having spent the past hours drinking everything and popping every single pill-shaped thing in his flat, Gaius is reaching a level of... it's hard to describe.

Right. Okay. Nothing to worry about. Everything's fine. It's all good. Just the aftermath of the party, alcohol and those things that screw with your mind. All's good, all's just so WTF?

So, where do I get pea shooters? Someone? Anyone? C'mon, with all the freakish things we all can do, there's gotta be someone who fiddles with plants!

Dec. 20th, 2010

[info]twofacedliar

(Backdated to Saturday)
This investigation is very... inconvenient.


[Text to Gaius Asher & Cyril Bartholomew]
Murder next door. Police everywhere. 2 mil worth of firearms and 1.5kg cocaine still in my house. Need move asap.

Dec. 18th, 2010


[info]voicelikemoney

[Boyfriend. Boyfriend? Boyfriend. Doesn't sound right no matter what. Gaius is sure he's about two decades too old for that kind of thing. Then what? No idea. He gets into an argument with his driver and they end up loading the car with a bunch of Atom's girls - Christmas shopping needs to be done. Ignoring the excited girly chatter, he jabs at his phone. It only takes an hour to get the wording right. Thanks, Marco. Thanks so much.]

[Text to Alexander Sharpe]
Got plans for Xmas?

Dec. 17th, 2010

[info]twofacedliar

[Two weeks before Atom's New Year's Eve/One Year Anniversary charity event, there are posters around the lobbies/foyers of the three apartment buildings and advertisements in the papers. The layouts are different but equally eye-catching, and the important information is conveyed equally well (31 December 2010; new year countdown; open bar; capacity of 150; cabaret theme; no cover charges but all donations go toward a good cause)]


[Text to Gaius Asher]
Xmas @ my place. I'm cooking. Let Cyril know. Boyfriend welcome to join. Also i'm missing 2 beretta 92s?

Dec. 8th, 2010


[info]voicelikemoney

When evil pigs steal some birds eggs, the only way to get them back is, of course, launching yourself (if you're one of the birds) through a catapult at the castles the pigs have constructed, and thereby smashing the pigs to bits. It makes perfect sense. It really does. Especially when you've lost hours if not days trying to rescue those eggs.

Gotta love modern technology, don't ya?

Nov. 16th, 2010


[info]cold_blades

text to g asher

Gaius, I'm this close to a nervous breakdown. No more alcohol. No more sex. No more underaged strippers. ...And no more girl guide cookies.

Nov. 12th, 2010


[info]cold_blades

Aw shit.

FUCK

I need therapy.


[Wren]
I am so sorry. I- I don't know what to say.

Nov. 8th, 2010


[info]voicelikemoney

Sometimes he wishes he could reach through the phone to slap people hard and send them back to school. Aside from the calls he normally receives, there have been three extra calls per day from Marco since last Friday, and zero calls from the ungrateful slanderer. He tries not to think the w-word but it's not that easy.

Charity - good, bad, don't care?


[Locked to Sydney Johnson]
Princess, got a question. If one of your friends screwed up and pissed you off bad enough for you to be not on speaking terms, would you reconsider your not-talking-policy if they offered beer and a movie?

[Phone call to Alex]
Iknowyoudon't wanttotalk tomebut pleasedon'thangup!

Nov. 5th, 2010


[info]voicelikemoney

[Delivered to Bathos 806]

Be nice. To a jerk who's gone and twisted something fun and simple into something strange and complicated and now Marco wants a piece of it. Nice. Asher is pretty sure that neither flowers nor chocolate nor a trip to the zoo are particularly good ideas at this point. Might work on some naive, fresh in from the countryside girl but who knows what Mr Fresh-Out-Of-The-Closet will make of it. So he has a six pack of beer with a daisy sticking out from between the bottlenecks delivered to one Alexander Sharpe at Bathos 806. It comes with a note signed with his full name and simply says 'I'm sorry.'

There. Nice.

Nov. 4th, 2010

[info]twofacedliar

text to g asher

You never told me you were out raping someone with telekinesis.

[info]cold_blades

Okay, so, let me get this straight. We're "Creations". There has to be a better non-religious term for this.

People acquired "Abilities" when they crossed over the portals, which have a downside. Some people can read minds, some people can fly...

And I turned gay.

1. I'm struggling to see the up-side to this.
2. Somehow, I feel really shortchanged.

Oct. 20th, 2010


[info]voicelikemoney

[Getting his 'visitors' out of the apartment is not nearly as easy as getting them in because neither of the young ladies is feeling particularly inclined to leave thanks to the Italian jackass. The problem is that Gaius doesn't want them in his home, either. They are not intended for his private amusement, after all.

Three hours filled with incoherent babbling, a swimming pool full of tears and a monstrous headache later, he settles for making some calls. Another half hour later, a small army of stylists, designers and 'instructors', armed with a myriad of boxes marches into the Aubade.

By the time his apartment looks like the backstage area of a fashion show, Asher is long gone. The professionals know what they're doing and the girls should have caught on what their real purpose in this shiny country is. If not... Well, that would be a real shame.]


Fabulous job tidying the foyer up, ladies and gents. You have my eternal gratitude.

Oct. 18th, 2010


[info]voicelikemoney

Don't just leave your syringes out in the open like that, people! Everybody does not want or need to know about your drug habits. Common courtesy ring a bell? Or privacy?

It'd better not be a junkie with an exhibitionistic streak making his rounds.