Oct. 27th, 2013
OOMs -- Teja's summer with Pyrrha
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ostro_goth[[OOMs:
Millitimed to back when the threads started. The third one is what Teja had been referring to when talking to Jean Valjean.]]
- On June 9th, Teja went with Pyrrha to her world to see where she had come from, and for him to meet her people.
- On June 28th, Pyrrha plied him with surprises as his birthday had been round about that time of year.
- On August 19th, they broke up.
Millitimed to back when the threads started. The third one is what Teja had been referring to when talking to Jean Valjean.]]
Retirement post
Oct. 27th, 2013 10:41 amgone_byebyeThe door opens on a chilly grey day in an alleyway in New York and closes behind a Ray wearing his winter dark bluegrey Ghostbusters duds. "Wow," he says, looking around the Bar. "What'd I miss?"
He doesn't stop for an answer, though. He heads for the Bar to drop off a note ("give a copy of this to anybody who asks about me, please?"), and then to the bulletin board to pin up the same thing for people who go there first.
( The note reads: )
Once the note is up he heads for the Bar, because this is going to be his last time here, and he'd like to make some use of that fact while he's saying goodbye to people.
[OOC: As I mentioned in the Back Room a few week ago, I'm retiring Ray. This is his goodbye post; it's open as long as people are finding it, basically.]
He doesn't stop for an answer, though. He heads for the Bar to drop off a note ("give a copy of this to anybody who asks about me, please?"), and then to the bulletin board to pin up the same thing for people who go there first.
( The note reads: )Once the note is up he heads for the Bar, because this is going to be his last time here, and he'd like to make some use of that fact while he's saying goodbye to people.
[OOC: As I mentioned in the Back Room a few week ago, I'm retiring Ray. This is his goodbye post; it's open as long as people are finding it, basically.]
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Oct. 27th, 2013 01:43 pmmargolottaThe door opens and in steps Lady Margolotta, in her usual pink sweater with bat pattern, and with a knitting basket in her hand.
She stops in mid-stride and looks around very oddly at the rats and loompahs still cleaning up, at the splatters of blood on the walls that haven't quite been washed off.
"What in blazes happened here?"
Her voice seems much sharper than usual. She positively bristles and her eyes dart around the bar as if every last little speck of blood that hasn't been cleaned away yet stands out in stark relief and constitute a personal affront.
"What's the carnage? Anybody know?"
She stops in mid-stride and looks around very oddly at the rats and loompahs still cleaning up, at the splatters of blood on the walls that haven't quite been washed off.
"What in blazes happened here?"
Her voice seems much sharper than usual. She positively bristles and her eyes dart around the bar as if every last little speck of blood that hasn't been cleaned away yet stands out in stark relief and constitute a personal affront.
"What's the carnage? Anybody know?"
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Oct. 27th, 2013 03:05 pmnerves_of_iceOOM: Moscow, 1948
"Now, be still, do not struggle--"
"--you lying son-of-a---"
[OOC: warning for medical experimentation.]
"--you lying son-of-a---"
]
[OOC: warning for medical experimentation.]
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Oct. 27th, 2013 04:16 pmdark_dancerWell. That was an interesting night.
Cata held her own, and managed not to get bitten, but the fact remains that physical combat isn't her strong point; she was terribly sore the next day. She still is, a bit, but she's at least made it downstairs today.
She's at her usual table (one that commands a good view of the whole bar and allows her to keep her back to the wall), with a good meal.
Cata held her own, and managed not to get bitten, but the fact remains that physical combat isn't her strong point; she was terribly sore the next day. She still is, a bit, but she's at least made it downstairs today.
She's at her usual table (one that commands a good view of the whole bar and allows her to keep her back to the wall), with a good meal.
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Oct. 27th, 2013 09:04 pmclaudiometer(OOM, tonight/Monday morning:
and it feels too quiet now
there are no words to show you how
I love you)
and it feels too quiet now
there are no words to show you how
I love you)
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Oct. 27th, 2013 11:04 pmmakesthingsAfter a bad dream, Sameth comes downstairs with his shirt not fully buttoned and curls up by the fire.
He thought that he was past his nightmares and orders a spiced wine from a rat, down here he's warm and all the Dead have been moved or burned.
His fighting helped to keep Milliways safe, that's important and Gaeta wants him to make a new leg, that's a good project to focus on.
He thought that he was past his nightmares and orders a spiced wine from a rat, down here he's warm and all the Dead have been moved or burned.
His fighting helped to keep Milliways safe, that's important and Gaeta wants him to make a new leg, that's a good project to focus on.
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Oct. 27th, 2013 11:11 pmherr_bookman[OOM:
What's in your head?
In your head?
Zombie, zombie, zombie, ei, ei, ei--
Oh!
Whereupon Bones catches Autor in the infirmary, and proclaims that boy needs therapy. Millitimed to the morning after the undead swarm.]
What's in your head?
In your head?
Zombie, zombie, zombie, ei, ei, ei--
Oh!
Whereupon Bones catches Autor in the infirmary, and proclaims that boy needs therapy. Millitimed to the morning after the undead swarm.]
