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[Jul. 14th, 2010|12:42 am] |
Who: Sadako Yamamura and Pickles.
What: Checkups.
When: Late Tuesday.
Where: Mordhaus.
Warnings: Swearing? Creepy (Sadako always is).
( Destroy the human race. ) |
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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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[Aug. 6th, 2008|05:42 pm] |
Who: Remy LeBeau, Miniver Cheevy and Pickles the Drummer
What: Kickin' it.
Where: Guildhall, New Orleans, LA
When: Todayish
Warnings: Profanity, sexual innuendo, probably some other stuff, for sure.
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[Mar. 14th, 2008|05:25 pm] |
Who: Miniver Cheevy and Pickles the younger
What: Vaguely handwaved prior to this scene, Pickles finds that Miniver is in possession of some... less than innocent photographs taken of a much younger Pickles soon after he first arrived in LA. Pickles, maturely, flips his shit and goes to hide in his room. Miniver follows.
Where: Old-Pickles' mansion just outside London (or like in the suburbs or something, I forget, whatever)
When: Yesterday.
Warnings: Angst and buttsecks. :D!
( Coping methods of the rich and eventually-famous ) |
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[Mar. 6th, 2008|11:24 pm] |
Who: God and Pickles
Where: First his apartment, then LA
Why: It's Pizzatime!
When: Tonight!
Warnings: Lots of swearing and crazy.
Pickles was getting ready directly after logging off, expertly applying makeup. Of course he knew how to put on makeup, after all, he was an 80s rock star! And oddly enough, it looked good on him as a chick. He had already thrown on a tight tank top and a pair of pants that looked pretty decent on him, if not a little slack, but he didn't seem to care. He - rather she wasn't at call to impress. God knew what slummin' it was to him, and this certainly wasn't it.
Tony had been out of the house, but gave Pickles about a hundred bucks in spending cash. Not that he knew what he was going to do with the money until he ran into God on the board, but the plan was to spend every dime. Because even if Pickles knew the guys who made the pizza, it didn't mean they'd know him back anymore and it was entirely doubtful he'd be getting the discount. |
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[Feb. 28th, 2008|11:22 pm] |
Who: Tony DiMarco and Alexi Winters, then Tony DiMarco and Pickles
When: Couple days ago
Where: London
Why: Drinks and food and sex, why else?
Tony's getting used to his new body, and Pickles is loving every minute of it. Warnings for implied sex, sex, brainsex, sex with musicians, sex with stoners, demonic sex, and sex some more.
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