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[slayedthedragon.livejournal.com]

The Front Door opens and in comes Angel.

No, wait, he's stopping at the threshold.

"Oh, no, not again."


Turns out it's been Angel's week for meeting new people, and trying to explain his world to them has been giving him no end of headaches. So he uses every vampire skill he has to sneak over to the quiet end of Bar and order a drink to hide behind. Until Bar delivers Ava's note, anyway.


Aaaand now he's headdesking.

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[hands-of-blu.livejournal.com]

Herr Demoman is almost sober today. The Medic doesn't know what to think about that. All the man's responses and reactions on the battlefield are completely different when he hasn't got alcohol circulating in his system and it makes trying to keep track of him harder than he'd previously thought.

He's not sure he approves.

It's irrelevant at the moment, though, because what was supposed to be the mess hall at BLU field headquarters (an impressively large grain storage and transportation facility to any outside onlookers) turned out to be Milliways. He can live with that. It means breakfast in relative peace.

(One day Medic will learn not to think that about Milliways, but today is not that day.)

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[ever_lovin]

So the Hulk walks into Milliways and facepalms. Wait, the HULK?!?!?

"Aww cripes," the "Hulk" says, "as if Yancy Street ain't gonna be bad enough."

Maybe it's not the Hulk after all.

From the desk of Tyler Marlocke....

[basic_powers]

[OOM:

Dear Journal,

Not having any superpowers at a school full of superkids hasn't been all that easy, but even the rotten days kind of turn out okay.

But today was pretty bad. The kids in the Rainmaker program were kidnapped...kind of. They all have powers that aren't suited to crimefighting and stuff. One of them can turn stuff like dirt and rocks into food, and another can make plants grow real fast.

Anyway a guy I knew when he was a kid (it's a long story) named Harold came to PS238 and took them away. I put one of the Revenant's homing beacons on the van they used to leave. Then I called Revenant and told him what happened...

I guess Dr. Irons was still working, so he was telling everyone what to do and even had a project planned for all of them... Because by the time we caught up to them...

...Ofcourse by the time that was all over with, we had to start running away from all the other superheroes who had heard about the kidnapping. And some guys in golden armor...and my parents.

They chased us all the way back to school...]

[ The munnagement would like to curl up and let the brain bake for a while. These were all prethreaded liek whoa.]

Augh, will he ever leave that poor tree alone?

[fowl_beast]

The trees outside are beginning to sprout leaves. Spring has arrived, or rather, is about to arrive. Oh, who keeps tracks of these things anyway? The seasons all just bleed together.

As they should, yes, but there is a bit more confusion about the seasons going on here than usual. There is a tree which suddenly appeared last fall which hasn't dropped its leaves or stopped producing sweet juicy apples since.

Hmm.

Today there is a woman under the tree picking up apples and putting them in a large sack as they are knocked off the tree's branches by something or someone else in the tree.

Harvesting apples in the spring.... only in Milliways...

[Tiny!decoytag: Evil Chicken]

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[a1enzo]

Wearing green on St. Patrick's day is supposed to render one immune from further harassment.

Evidently, being green doesn't count. Or maybe it simply invites further teasing.

"What the frag am I dressed as now?"

Five-foot-four, beardless leprechaun in the bar.

(no subject)

[tobeclosetohim]

Jo Harvelle bartending at the Bar on schedule. Who woulda thunk it?

Specials
Half Off Scotch & Whiskey drinks
1 Free Shot If I've Never Heard Of It

Jo's tying on her apron, low on her hips, but her hair's staying down.

"Happy Hour. Come and get it."


[Warning, it seems notifs aren't being delivered. Apologies for delays.]

(no subject)

[the_lioness]

[OOM: Lies of Omission.

In which Alanna and Adam finally tell the triplets the truth about their, ah, interesting lineage.]

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[works-in-space.livejournal.com]

Ah, the eating of the green. Believe it or not, they still make green beer and green corned beef hash in his era, in places that are not actually Ireland. Jim would rather have have Aldebaran whiskey, which is green without any help, but that would be far too strong for him to get back to duty today.

Still, Jim doesn't mind being served such delicacies, seeing as he might be of Irish and not Scottish stock. At least according to the inhabitants of one of his favorite getaway spots. And it's pretty good hash.

Come say hi to the captain and his emerald food.

[ooc: There will be much in the way of slowtime but mun will take as he can, as always]

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[parkerlee]

Parker still has no idea how Kiseki managed to escape his paddock. All she knows is that he is in no mood to go back in anytime soon. She’s been stalking him around the open area by the lake, armed with a lead line and a can of grain, jacket zipped against the evening chill, for the last forty minutes.

A couple of times she’d almost gotten close enough to snap the line onto his halter. At which point the bay gelding had tossed his head, kicked up his heels, and taken off again.

Standard horse-speak for Hahaha! Faked you out!

Parker plops down onto the ground with an exhausted huff. Kiseki is several yards away, happily cropping grass. Parker shakes the can of grain.

“C’mon, Kiseki. I realize it’s spring, but you’re a gelding. You have no wild oats to sow, remember?”

Until he decides to turn himself in, company is welcome.

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[guppy_sandhu]

Today's Life Support is sporting little green lepracaun cookies on the table in the middle of the circle of chairs. There is also green jello. But no beer; you can get beer from the bar if that's what you want.

'LIFE SUPPORT
Open to all

Are you new? Worried about problems here or at home? Lonely? Just want a cookie? Come and join us!'

Guppy, Thirteen and Connor are around tonight; have at!

[tinytag: LS Group 1, Connor (Freakangels)
ooc: As always, threadhopping encouraged!]