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[Jun. 22nd, 2011|11:23 pm] |
Who: Dib and Rick the Adventure Core
What: Meetings and flailing.
Where: Just south-westish of Colorado Springs.
When: Wednesday night.
Warnings: Naked Rick-ass, sweary geek, cannibalism undertones.
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[Apr. 30th, 2011|12:52 pm] |
Who: Zim & Dib
What: DOOM.
Where: London, England
When: WEEKEND
Warnings: Violence, swearing, y'know, the usual for guys who HATE EACH OTHER WITH THE FIERY PASSION OF A THOUSAND BURNING SUNS.
( You wouldn't take no for an answer you BITCH. ) |
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[Nov. 9th, 2010|12:47 am] |
Who: Ferb Fletcher and Dib Membrane.
What: Being adorable.
When: Monday night / Tuesday morning.
Where: Their apartment.
Warnings: Sure, probably. They're married.
( Means that I love you. ) |
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[May. 3rd, 2010|09:41 pm] |
Who: Dib, Gir, possible Ferb
What: Uh, de cats... is stucks to de wall?
Where: the apartment
When: Monday Evening
Warnings: Crying robot dog men, swearing paranormal investigators, yelling cats.
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[Apr. 26th, 2010|07:48 pm] |
Who: Dib & Ferb, Calliope after.
What: Interviewing some lady
Where: a psychiatric institution in Ireland, home, then dinner
When: Monday afternoon/evening
Warnings: Swearing, possible vampiric creepy.
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[Apr. 19th, 2010|08:20 am] |
Who: Dib and his new computer
What: Powering up the AI
When: Some time this past weekend
Where: Membrane-Fletcher apartment, London
Warnings: Capslock.
( Fake Cut is fake! ) |
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[Apr. 15th, 2010|02:42 am] |
Who: Dib Membrane & Dean Winchester
What: Doing what they do best
Where: North of London, England
When: Wednesday Night/Thursday morning
Warnings: Swearing, spooky shit.
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[Apr. 11th, 2010|05:10 pm] |
Who: Dib and Gir
What: Taking in the crazy robot dog man
Where: Dib's apartment, London
When: Shortly after Gir's arrival
Warnings: Naked robot dog man? Swearing on Dib's part.
Dib did, in fact, acquire a lot of rubber piggies and moose. A gross each, to be precise, thanks to Ferb and Phineas who had made them with a toy making machine that they built in about ten minutes. He also acquired a bunch of foods that, while Dib got a little sick even thinking about, he knew Gir liked. Waffle mix, tuna, cupcakes, and as many gift cards for slurpees as he and his friends could find. All he could hope was that Gir COULD find the address and that somehow, having a human brain meant that he was a little more easy and rational to talk to.
He left his door wide open and sat down at his computer, watching the door while anxiously fidgeting with one of the gadgets that came with him from home. Hopefully, Gir wasn't going to miss Zim. Hopefully, Zim wouldn't show up. |
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[Apr. 10th, 2010|08:03 pm] |
Who: Dib & Sarah Mohr
What: Doing stuff.
Where: London
When: Now-ish
Warnings: Swearing.
Dib had been distracted for the past few days. It wasn't a bad sort of distraction - in fact, it was outrageously good in his opinion. A friend of a new found friend introduced him to some of her friends, one of which was Ferb Fletcher, and being two like-minded, rational, brilliant men, they hit it off immediately. In a very, very surprising way, Dib thought. But that distraction kept him from realizing exactly the implications of where he came into that world.
He was in London. LONDON! The place he always wanted to travel because the city was a hotbed for paranormal activity. Dib was over the moon with excitement, but it didn't show on his stoic, perpetually serious face, as he rode his motorcycle along the Thames, nor did it show even when he killed the engine in front of one of the churches that was reported to have more paranormal activity than anybody could really quantify. He smoothed down his trenchcoat and looked up at the imposing, ancient church with one eyebrow quirked. Good thing all his equipment came with him in the vortex.
He wondered where he should begin when he saw a fish and chips vendor out of the corner of his eye. Food is where he should start, so he walked there and ordered a bite to eat. |
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