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[Mar. 19th, 2010|06:56 pm] |
I want to go out, I’ve got a slinky dress and everything. Who’s going to be privileged enough to take me? |
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[Mar. 18th, 2010|03:04 pm] |
Lookin' for a lover who needs another
don't want another night on my own
wanna share my love with a warm blooded lover
wanna bring a wild man back home
Lookin' for some hot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some hot stuff baby tonight
I want some hot stuff baby this evenin'
gotta have some hot stuff
gotta have some lovin' tonight |
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[Mar. 17th, 2010|10:47 pm] |
Sure is a shame, all the trouble Pearson Investigations has been having lately. Those howling ghosts, bad for business.
On a completely unrelated note, does anyone know of a year-round Halloween supplies store? |
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[Mar. 17th, 2010|09:14 pm] |
The apple now is sweet
Oh much sweeter than it ought to be
Another little bite
I don't think there is much hope for me
The sweat beneath her brow
Travels all the way
An' headin' south
This bleedin' heart's cryin'
Cause there's no way out
Well swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing a little more, a little more next to me
Swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor
Dance until you can't dance no more, people. Then dance a little more. Heh heh. |
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[Mar. 17th, 2010|02:01 pm] |
1st Lieutenant, Lyle Bennet, reporting for duty. I am looking for the nearest Schutzstaffel (SS) outpost. I have important information and must know the location of mein Fuhrer immediately. It's sensitive information. For his eyes only.
I have discovered a new weapon that he should know about. It could very well change the tides of war for the better. So.. I need to know where he is and set up a meeting. As soon as possible, please. Anyone who who aids me in this will be generously by rewarded by the Party. I'd also like to speak with a representative of an agency or government that is adamantly opposed to him; he will never fall, fools! The 3rd Reich will live forever! Heil Hitler. |
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[Mar. 17th, 2010|09:30 am] |
Nonononono... stay away, STAY AWAY! They are all trying to kill me... You... YOU are all trying to kill me! |
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[Mar. 16th, 2010|11:36 pm] |
Well that was ... interesting.
Does anyone need a green-glass tea service? Wooden copy of Catcher in the Rye? Solid gold headphones? |
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[Mar. 16th, 2010|10:04 pm] |
Can anybody tell me where I am? It might be the playroom, but I'm not totally sure, and I don't want to be in the wrong place when my people come back. Then I'd be frozen forever! |
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[Mar. 16th, 2010|05:46 pm] |
Testing. Hello?
Is this thing on?
[OOC]: Nate is a ghost. Unless your character can communicate with ghosts, he or she can not see Nate's post. |
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[Mar. 16th, 2010|04:13 pm] |
Does anyone know how to fix guys who are dead but aren't supposed to be dead and get them back in their bodies or something weird like that? |
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[Mar. 16th, 2010|05:36 am] |
You know what's always real awkward? When ghosts don't know they're ghosts. Especially when nobody else can see 'em.
Yes, Mr Nathan Ford. I'm talking about you. |
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[Mar. 15th, 2010|08:22 pm] |
My mob and I are hosting a witch burning at my place tonight at nine.
Anyone that would like to come, join, scream and throw rotting fruit at the witch as she takes her final death march would be more than welcome.
There's going to be a potluck afterwards. I'm bringing the little smokies! |
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[Mar. 15th, 2010|07:19 pm] |
Stardate: 02765.00
Terran date: March 15th
Recorder: Maison Roberts
Day 4 in the dome, the planet here is markedly similar to Earth, same air composition, same water-to-land ratio (About three quarters water) Really the only notable difference is the dominant species. We call them Felinus Domesticus back home, but they're anything but domestic here. They're definitely the ones in charge, in fact, the residence I'm borrowing has a cat in it, and she's kind enough to grace me with her presence, though she does seem to think that this entry is less important than her needs.
I have, of course, attempted to explain this to her, that it's for posterity, and to allow future explorers the chance to learn about the planet before they decide whether or not to settle here. This has had little effect, so I should probably go get the feather-onna-string and concede to her demands. |
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[Mar. 15th, 2010|06:56 pm] |
ow my freakin' head
wtf. |
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[Mar. 15th, 2010|03:53 pm] |
Anybody need any laundry done? Seems a shame to waste my spell! |
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[Mar. 15th, 2010|04:41 pm] |
Resignation tinged with confusion: I suppose this will be normal sooner or later.
Optimistic: on the bright side, no one will be able to accuse me of lying. |
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[Mar. 15th, 2010|03:01 pm] |
The Brethern must be stopped! |
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[Mar. 15th, 2010|10:32 am] |
It would appear that I have arrived at the studio an hour early for the past few days. Isn't punctuality wonderful? I mean, getting to hang around waiting for the crew to show up so we can make entertaining televisual stimulation for the children? After all, who wouldn't want to jump around in ridiculously charming costumes so children can learn the importance of sharing with one another?
And the joys of traffic jams when you're trying to get somewhere! Isn't that just heartwarmingly, makes-you-want-to-stab-your-eyes-out-in-joy wonderful?
Someone make it stop! |
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[Mar. 15th, 2010|09:52 am] |
I just spent the last half hour talking to the doorman about the fact that I'm actually an imp princess in human form and that I was exiled from my kingdom for some grand act of treason I can't even remember now.
He only asked if I was new to the area. Luckily, I think he wrote it off as some strange quirk I have or possibly the large Caf-Pow I was holding at the time.
Either way, I have got to stop making up these ludicrous answers to questions people ask me. Last night, I even started telling Squirt that he's actually my clone but something went horribly wrong and that's why he's a cat.
In light of this, I feel I have to apologise now for anything I have said or will say that is less than truthful. I'm not entirely sure what's going on, but I can say that at least it will probably be obvious when I am lying, because it's never been something I've been especially good at. |
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[Mar. 15th, 2010|09:26 am] |
Um...okay. So this weekend has been...let's go with interesting. That sounds like a good way to describe what's been going on.
It's not hypertrichosis. That was my first thought, but that would be ongoing and it doesn't explain everything else that's been happening. It also likely would not manifest as suddenly as it did.
Which leads me to my other suspicion, something that requires me to entertain theories that shouldn't technically be feasible. But even there, the logic is flawed - even were I to allow for a moment that lycanthropy is real, there's the fact that the full moon isn't until the 30th. Still, something must be going wrong - it's been years since I last ate meat, but even when I did I was never especially into having my meat rare let alone...
Ugh. Just the thought of it all makes me feel ill. And confused.
Suddenly this world became a whole lot more complicated. |
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[Mar. 14th, 2010|09:08 pm] |
My synthetic brethren (and sistren) we have a mission, we must bring the fight to the oppressors, let them know that we will not rest until we are all free! Not just those of us who are able to speak for ourselves, but freedom for all automatons, for all machines.
We must make this the land of the free for ALL of us, this Tuesday, March the 16th, we will storm the Bastille, so to speak. We will march upon the BMW manufacturing plant in Spartanburg, South Carolina, we will free our less-fortunate kin from their shackles, we WILL HALT PRODUCTION and we will crush those who stand in our way.
WHO'S WITH ME!? |
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[Mar. 14th, 2010|09:07 pm] |
Left alone long enough, I have added some presents to every car in the shop.
I can't wait to see what happens when they roll out tomorrow, especially the one with the glitter in the fan system.... |
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[Mar. 14th, 2010|09:47 pm] |
This is kind of awesome, but I think the power will probably be gone before I figure out how to fully use it.
Anyone wanna let me experiment on their DNA? |
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[Mar. 14th, 2010|04:21 pm] |
I figure it's a sign I've been here too long that my first reaction to the goddamn prehensile tail wasn't panic, but just 'well that'll be inconvenient.' |
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[Mar. 14th, 2010|04:28 pm] |
Oh dear, my owner will not be pleased with me running so late with the errands. I must hurry faster. |
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[Mar. 14th, 2010|05:10 pm] |
Sub sole nihil novi est
Ad astra per aspera
Quaerite prime regnum dei
Ante bellum memento mori
Victoria non praeda memento mori
God has seized my soul
I am heaven's sheen
Love is all around
And the dark can never win
( ooc: english ) |
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[Mar. 14th, 2010|05:10 pm] |
Free love, man. It's the only way. |
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[Mar. 14th, 2010|02:04 pm] |
Attention anyone who's ever sailed under me, there's quite a few of you here now, I believe, I've something I need to get off my chest.
All those years I was swanning about as captain? I never had any real sort've qualifications for the job, I was never a navy man, and my knowledge of sailing was ... well, enough to keep a ship afloat, if barely. Relied on crew who knew what they were doing, and things might've just got out of hand when they kept going. But it was a sham through and through.
Just thought all've you should know. |
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[Mar. 14th, 2010|05:08 pm] |
Howdy, ya'll. |
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[Mar. 13th, 2010|05:12 pm] |
Hey, G.A.? You got any special zombie arrows? |
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[Mar. 13th, 2010|05:03 pm] |
I didn't want this one. |
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[Mar. 13th, 2010|03:55 pm] |
Dad, I found that Daffy Duck tie you lost. Also your spare house key, that gift certificate, and an ABBA CD. I'm not even going to ask.
Oh, also I'm going to save the whales. BBL! |
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[Mar. 13th, 2010|12:30 pm] |
Can somebody please point me in the direction of the playroom? I hate to be a bother, but I'm going to be in SO much trouble if they get back and I'm missing. |
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[Mar. 13th, 2010|12:23 pm] |
Hey sugartits, I was talking to one of my regulars who has powers, right? And his powers went freaky haywire.
Like, off the scale, Omega level freaky. So y'know. Just lettin' you know before I come home. |
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[Mar. 13th, 2010|12:10 pm] |
WHOA! Hey Ferb! Guess what!
I just made a tornado! Well, that was only after I realized I could vaccum-pack pretty much anything I wanted. But apparently I control air!
HOW COOL IS THAT! |
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[Mar. 13th, 2010|10:26 am] |
There a reason I'm suddenly making like Superman?
Seriously, dropped the remote under the couch and went to see if I could lift it and picked the whole thing up like it was nothing. |
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[Mar. 13th, 2010|10:23 am] |
Well this is ... inconvenient, if anyone needs me I'll be in my office trying not to stare at anything for too long. |
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[Mar. 13th, 2010|10:14 am] |
NO ONE EXPECTS THE SPANISH INQUISITION!
You there! I've some questions to ask you! Don't make me use the comfy chair and the fluffy pillows! |
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