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[Sep. 15th, 2008|06:43 am] |
Who: Sadako Yamamura and Teja Wartooth.
What: Nursing him back to health.
When: Monday morning.
Where: Mordhaus.
Warnings: Possibly swearing, possible references to gory deeds, but PG-13 tops.
( Get you fixed up in no time. ) |
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[Sep. 13th, 2008|12:15 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | cassidy turner, charles foster offdensen, henriette stillman, miniver cheevy, nathan explosion, pickles, sable harris, sadako yamamura, skwisgaar skwigelf (post-dethklok), skwisgaar skwigelf (pre-dethklok), soren skwigelf, teja wartooth, toki wartooth, torii sou wartooth | ] |
Who: Dethklok, Dethklok's families, Dethklok's employees, and friends thereof.
What: Paintball vs Blood-Filled Super-Soakers
Where: Mordhaus
When: RIGHT NOW
Warnings: Pigs blood, swearing, possible friendly beat-downs.
It started with Teja. That was really all anyone needed to know. He shot Miniver with a super soaker filled with blood, and Miniver retaliated. It was then that Teja started recruiting. Somehow, word got spread fast as wildfire, and the whole place became divided. It was a battle of paintball guns versus blood weapons. The sides were constantly shifting, and people kept switching sides.
The current standing was this, as the main forces:
Blood: Teja, Toki, Nathan, and Torii
Paint: Miniver, the Skwisgaars, and Pickles.
Things could change at any moment, considering that Soren and Cassidy were called up, and Cass called up Henn and Sable. Even 359, Offdensen and Sadako were invited to join in.
Things were getting pretty messy in the huge castle. Walls and ceilings were dabbled with paint and blood. The place looked like a warzone of impressionist artists.
Let the games begin. |
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[Sep. 3rd, 2008|01:51 am] |
Who: Sadako Yamamura and Charles Foster Offdensen.
What: She's coming to give everyone their weekly checkups.
When: Tuesday afternoon.
Where: Mini-Mordhaus.
Warnings: Possibly swearing, but I doubt it. PG for now.
( This won't be weird at all. Nope. ) |
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[Aug. 2nd, 2008|01:31 am] |
Who: Sweeney Todd and Sadako Yamamura
What: Reclaiming London
Where: London
When: Late Night
Warnings: Plenty of NPC's deaths, lots of blood, gore, swearing, craziness, and possibly some really squicky sex.
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[Jul. 17th, 2008|09:42 am] |
Who: Alexia and Sadako
What: Sweets
Where: London
When: Today
Warnings: Oh, probably.
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[Jun. 18th, 2008|03:46 am] |
Who: Sadako Yamamura and Sweeney Todd.
What: Gifts and trips.
When: A few days ago.
Where: His flat, then other surprise places!
Warnings: Of course.
( Yeah, she is a whole new tradition. ) |
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[Jun. 13th, 2008|05:24 am] |
Who: Sweeney Todd and Sadako Yamamura.
What: Sadako gets her first scars ever.
When: Tonight.
Where: Sweeney's place in London.
Warnings: Gore and sexual themes.
( Keep me walking but never shout. ) |
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[Jun. 8th, 2008|02:04 am] |
Who: Sadako Yamamura & Sweeney Todd
What: Trip to New York City!
Where: NYC and London.
When: Sunday
Warning: SRS warnings for gore, violence, blood. You know, usual standard fare for Killer!Sweeney. More violence occurring in Sadako's special brand of killy. Sap. Schmoop. Possible sex.
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[Jun. 4th, 2008|01:25 am] |
Who: Sweeney Todd & Sadako Yamamura
When: Late Night Tuesday/Wednesday
Where: London
What: Learning the city (all over again...)
Warnings: With the exception of them talking about their pasts? Nada. It's weird.
Sweeney was in rare form, he'd actually gotten some sleep AND food somewhere between work and when he decided to tinker around on the computer. So he had a bit more color to him than he'd had in the past few days. And not only that, but he was almost just a bit more emotionally charged. He'd written the first part of his journal that chronicled what he felt was left out of the history books, and therefore, he was a bit less burdened with the past.
A walk sounded like a splendid idea, all 'round.
He showed up at the doorstep of the young lady after about twenty minutes, having had to find directions from the nearest portkey, and after he knocked, he straightened his jacket and waited patiently as he could, looking around him, getting a feel for the neighborhood as it was now. Seemed to have changed only marginally since he last saw it - new buildings, old streets. |
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