The Doorway: a panfandom game

[Away from Solas]

I'm done hitting my head against the wall that is Solas, Maker be good can I just toss him to his fellows and have them argue with him for a while? That'd keep the Evanuris busy, right?

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I met a very kind man trying to sell me something he called holly. I had no idea about his price, what is a tuppence anyway, but I bought it and he seemed a bit worse for wear. I've gotten him some new clothes and offered our couch to him should he need it, and bought him something warm to eat as well. It's not nearly enough Sera'd be so disappointed in me but it's at least something.

Quick, Holy Mary, question: does anyone around here do work with a scroll saw or know a place that does? Or another type of workshop? I'm feeling craft-y, not crafty, craft-y. And so long as I feel like I can carve up a forest and make a mountain of presents better than Santa's workshop, I so want to.

Ravi, expect something... something. But no cheating and looking ahead of time.

[Sam & Dean]

Not sure if y'all noticed yet, but this month's full is on the 25th. It's the first Christmas full moon since 1977, apparently. Anyway, I'll head up to the cabin by myself that day.

This seasonal depiction of elves is moderately disturbing.

I had been contemplating the merits of getting a canine companion however since I have discovered that the company of wolves or wolf hybrids is forbidden in this state, I find myself less enthused.

Yikes! Human bodies!
They are very strange and weird.
I have five fingers!

But hello to all.
My name is Zer0. Yes! True!
And I kill people.

Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer is quite possibly the most positive holiday song I've heard on the radio so far. Some of them sound so dull it feels like I've been transported to a Chantry and been made to listen to the Chant of Light as read by an especially bored Mother.

[GARRETT HAWKE]

I think I might have a bit of time off tonight...

[Filtered to Reed Richards]

Hey. So you don't happen to know anything about why I got a three page email from Leslie Knope thanking me for my participation in the Potts Tower Secret Santa and reassuring me what a fun and magical time of year this is, do you?

[Filtered to Sue Storm-Richards & Violet Parr]

So you guys are kind of like me, right?

[Text to Sue Storm (MCU)]

-- Hey, quick question.

I must be PMSing really bad because I almost started crying at the Christmas music at the mall.
But seriously:
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There are two ways to go with for a gift for me, Secret Santa: first, I love cats and have four of them (almost anything cat themed or oriented fits) or second, something you really love and believe is worth introducing me to. I leave you to judge what that is.

New Elementary on tonight.

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For the person that has me as a secret santa, I'm easy when it comes to gifts. Since I haven't been here for very long, the safe way is probably a gift card.

I'm still sorting through what I already have here and what I might need. Christmas tunes makes the work a lot more fun, and movies on the telly.

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What do you think about inviting Ianto and Jack for dinner one night?

Also, did I mention this world has a lot of fans of the show? Because I found this. I couldn't help myself, I bought it. Found the best place in the city that sells excellent chips too. They even greeted me by name and said they had missed me.

That was my afternoon. How's yours?

If you got me for Secret Santa, I will literally love anything you get me as long as it's not bodily fluids or an animal.


[filter: BRUCE BANNER (616)]

Did you break up with Carol?

You know what I hate? I mean like, what I really hate? Transit talkers. Honest to god, no one on the train wants to hear you talk about your finals, or what you got at Starbucks, or the fact he hasn't called. We invented text messaging for people like you so that people like me can read out damn ebooks. That's what technology is for.

I feel like it gets worse around this time of year. Or maybe that's just because more people are out lugging around heavy bags and excitedly telling some people about other people's Christmas presents.

[Anders]

Hey, cheeseboy.

I brought you some bread paneer rolls. You can thank me later.

Right. I'm not... perturbed, I'm just mildly curious about who it was that put ( these )into my refrigerator? I hope it wasn't those squirmy little elves. I don't like thinking about whether or not they have achieves the higher levels of sentient thought required to attempt humour.

[Pepper Bruce Steve ....Jasp Alex Vause]

Hey, favour.
Can you pretend to be my girlfriend for like, four hours on Saturday?