Nov. 30th, 2009
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Nov. 30th, 2009 10:55 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
no-older-brothr.livejournal.comToday was... not a good day for the army of the Middle Kingdom. Hua's unit got mired down in heavy snow in one of the high passes, and the Xiongnu took full advantage of that. Hua's unsure whether they can even spare a messenger to take the news back to the villages whose menfolk were lost that way.
It seems a bit odd to find anywhere this warm and safe after an event like that, but Hua is too tired to care about the sudden appearance of the celestial realm full of barbarians in his tent.
[tinytag: Hua Mulan]
It seems a bit odd to find anywhere this warm and safe after an event like that, but Hua is too tired to care about the sudden appearance of the celestial realm full of barbarians in his tent.
[tinytag: Hua Mulan]
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Nov. 30th, 2009 12:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
g00d_d0ggie"-.."
STOMP stomp stomp.
There are at least two robots in the Bar at the moment: one very small, one very large.
"-----"
STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP.
The small one is teaching the big one Morse code.
"--."
STOMP STOMP stomp.
Unfortunately for everyone around them, the big one is practicing by stamping his feet. Loudly.
"-.. ----- --."
STOMP stomp stomp, STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP, STOMP STOMP stomp.
Try to make them stop. I dare you.
[ooc: Open to tags until it falls off the page.]
STOMP stomp stomp.
There are at least two robots in the Bar at the moment: one very small, one very large.
"-----"
STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP.
The small one is teaching the big one Morse code.
"--."
STOMP STOMP stomp.
Unfortunately for everyone around them, the big one is practicing by stamping his feet. Loudly.
"-.. ----- --."
STOMP stomp stomp, STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP STOMP, STOMP STOMP stomp.
Try to make them stop. I dare you.
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Nov. 30th, 2009 01:54 pmthursdays_angelCastiel is pondering a box full of paper cranes.
(Not quite 1000. He had given a few away.)
The cranes are silent. Enigmatic. They do not seem inclined to help him with his dilemma.
Angels, being incorporeal in their natural state, don’t really acquire stuff. They don’t have the capacity to. Milliways has altered this capacity a bit for Castiel. He has, tucked away in his coat, the notebook and pen that Meg gave him. His Enigmas cap, bunched awkwardly in an inner pocket. And the pink plastic rosary that Anna lost (and which he fully intends to return).
Then he had been introduced to the world of hobbies.
The trade-off for creating things, Castiel is discovering, is that you then have to find something to do with the things you have created. It hadn’t been an issue with the baseball diamond—that belongs to Milliways as a whole. The ship-in-bottle had been easy—that had gone to Meg.
But what does and angel do with 993 origami cranes?
Castiel half wonders if his Father ever had a problem like this.
[OOC: Work may call for slowtime. Open all day/evening.]
(Not quite 1000. He had given a few away.)
The cranes are silent. Enigmatic. They do not seem inclined to help him with his dilemma.
Angels, being incorporeal in their natural state, don’t really acquire stuff. They don’t have the capacity to. Milliways has altered this capacity a bit for Castiel. He has, tucked away in his coat, the notebook and pen that Meg gave him. His Enigmas cap, bunched awkwardly in an inner pocket. And the pink plastic rosary that Anna lost (and which he fully intends to return).
Then he had been introduced to the world of hobbies.
The trade-off for creating things, Castiel is discovering, is that you then have to find something to do with the things you have created. It hadn’t been an issue with the baseball diamond—that belongs to Milliways as a whole. The ship-in-bottle had been easy—that had gone to Meg.
But what does and angel do with 993 origami cranes?
Castiel half wonders if his Father ever had a problem like this.
[OOC: Work may call for slowtime. Open all day/evening.]
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Nov. 30th, 2009 08:28 pmtheflyingsquirlOne strongly chocolate-scented mutant man-squirrel in the bar tonight.
Okay, so he's spent the past few days helping his neighbor and fellow supervillain Spandexwoman tend to her sick husband--somehow Tony had gotten the idea that he was a vampire, and Squirrel had alternated shifts with her since he a) has natural fangs of his own, and b) is more than strong enough to overpower Tony no matter how frantic he might get.
But lounging around and watching TV in a sickroom is boring, no matter how desperately Politics Now! might be to get pictures if they knew of the particulars involved this time. So he had done a bit of poking around, and long story short, had a bit of an accident that resulted in him wearing about a quarter of Tony's bottle of cologne.
Sure, he's tried showering, but A*Men is apparently a cologne that does not let up until it's good and ready to. It's both giving him a headache and making him hungry... so here he is at the bar, ordering a chocolate malted milkshake and a plate of raspberry cheesecake.
Botherable, for those who don't have allergies.
Okay, so he's spent the past few days helping his neighbor and fellow supervillain Spandexwoman tend to her sick husband--somehow Tony had gotten the idea that he was a vampire, and Squirrel had alternated shifts with her since he a) has natural fangs of his own, and b) is more than strong enough to overpower Tony no matter how frantic he might get.
But lounging around and watching TV in a sickroom is boring, no matter how desperately Politics Now! might be to get pictures if they knew of the particulars involved this time. So he had done a bit of poking around, and long story short, had a bit of an accident that resulted in him wearing about a quarter of Tony's bottle of cologne.
Sure, he's tried showering, but A*Men is apparently a cologne that does not let up until it's good and ready to. It's both giving him a headache and making him hungry... so here he is at the bar, ordering a chocolate malted milkshake and a plate of raspberry cheesecake.
Botherable, for those who don't have allergies.
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Nov. 30th, 2009 09:53 pmguppy_sandhuGuppy has spent most of the last few days running tests on the futuristic antiviral agents, now that he finally has enough virus to actually test.
He spent all day preparing samples and has just sat down with the printouts. Surely one of them must work against the hallucinogenic flu?
Negative. Negative. Negative. Negative... lots of negatives, oh come on, something must work at least a bit... aha." He pulls one out from the bottom of the pile.
Effective against virus... yes... no... damn... 'Caution, not suitable for use on carbon-based lifeforms.' Why do we even have that?
He gets another coffee and puts up signs for clinic. Looks like he's still got to treat the symptoms.
Free Walk-in Clinic
The doctor is in
He spent all day preparing samples and has just sat down with the printouts. Surely one of them must work against the hallucinogenic flu?
Negative. Negative. Negative. Negative... lots of negatives, oh come on, something must work at least a bit... aha." He pulls one out from the bottom of the pile.
Effective against virus... yes... no... damn... 'Caution, not suitable for use on carbon-based lifeforms.' Why do we even have that?
He gets another coffee and puts up signs for clinic. Looks like he's still got to treat the symptoms.
Free Walk-in Clinic
The doctor is in
not so gentle persuasions, part iii
Nov. 30th, 2009 11:21 pmslayedthedragon.livejournal.com[OOM: Stuck in a death trap deep underground, Wesley is learning more about Angel's past than he cares to know.]
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Nov. 30th, 2009 11:59 pmacts_of_gordOut of Milliways, at White Forest Base:
Now they got us on TV, making us look stupid
Shot of me flippin' my lid
At that mutt reporter, a classic case
Of race dilution. Houston,
What is the problem?
I'm fighting for you and a blue-eyed Jesus
America first- the rest get the pieces!
[Warning for brief use of offensive language beyond the usual run.]
Now they got us on TV, making us look stupid
Shot of me flippin' my lid
At that mutt reporter, a classic case
Of race dilution. Houston,
What is the problem?
I'm fighting for you and a blue-eyed Jesus
America first- the rest get the pieces!
[Warning for brief use of offensive language beyond the usual run.]
