OOM: Phantom Planet
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ami_imperfect[Yesterday: Dani and Enzo got an update on the situation in Amity Park/Dani's world that...didn't really sit well with them. So, naturally, they decided to take matters into their own hands.
After successfully saving the world, secrets are revealed and explanations are given, and Dani finally finds where she belongs.
Today: During a brief pit-stop in Chile before returning to Amity Park, Dani and Enzo spend some quality time, in which important confessions are finally made.
OOMs are rated F for teenage flirting, P for (totally justifiable and possibly gratuitous) property damage and E for Epic Saving of the World.]
After successfully saving the world, secrets are revealed and explanations are given, and Dani finally finds where she belongs.
Today: During a brief pit-stop in Chile before returning to Amity Park, Dani and Enzo spend some quality time, in which important confessions are finally made.
OOMs are rated F for teenage flirting, P for (totally justifiable and possibly gratuitous) property damage and E for Epic Saving of the World.]
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Mar. 14th, 2008 10:44 pmcommand_dot_comTonight, just out of the office and practically glowing with glee, you have a green COMMAND.COM at the bar with two boxes, one small, one rather large which soon get set down upon the surface.
"Bar? Could you deliver these invites to Ray Stantz, Tommy Oliver, Suzi and Whistler, Danny Phantom, Tucker Foley, Sam Manson, YT, Hiro Protagonist and Barbara Gordon?"
( Ray Stantz, Tommy Oliver, Suzi and Whistler, Danny Phantom, Tucker Foley, Sam Manson, YT, Hiro Protagonist and Barbara Gordon )
"And deliver the rest of these to everyone else in the Bar that Bob and I have ever talked to more than once."
( All Milliways )
Both boxes disappear into the Bar's surface and are replaced by a napkin soon filled with writing.
anything else?
"Yes, could I get a large salad, two c-loin steaks, an order of paradoxes, some chips, 2 energy shakes, an order of cyber-fries, 2 bowls of RAM, and some fruit to convert into digitized form?"
eating with Bob?
"No, this for me, I've been hungry all cycle. Oh! And a mug of Ray's Green Stuff."
After a long pause the order is delivered on severals trays which Dot carries over into a booth to devour. So long as you don't take her food, she is totally botherable this evening.
"Bar? Could you deliver these invites to Ray Stantz, Tommy Oliver, Suzi and Whistler, Danny Phantom, Tucker Foley, Sam Manson, YT, Hiro Protagonist and Barbara Gordon?"
( Ray Stantz, Tommy Oliver, Suzi and Whistler, Danny Phantom, Tucker Foley, Sam Manson, YT, Hiro Protagonist and Barbara Gordon )
"And deliver the rest of these to everyone else in the Bar that Bob and I have ever talked to more than once."
( All Milliways )
Both boxes disappear into the Bar's surface and are replaced by a napkin soon filled with writing.
anything else?
"Yes, could I get a large salad, two c-loin steaks, an order of paradoxes, some chips, 2 energy shakes, an order of cyber-fries, 2 bowls of RAM, and some fruit to convert into digitized form?"
eating with Bob?
"No, this for me, I've been hungry all cycle. Oh! And a mug of Ray's Green Stuff."
After a long pause the order is delivered on severals trays which Dot carries over into a booth to devour. So long as you don't take her food, she is totally botherable this evening.
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Aug. 7th, 2007 08:07 pmfryertuckOn Peter's advice, Tucker-cum-Tina has written a note to Ray and left it with Bar, in case he can do anything to reverse this situation. In the meantime, nothing for it but to wait and record her experiences for later blogging. She leans against the bar and sips highly caffeinated carbonated beverage through a straw.
...man, there're a lot of cute boys here.
...man, there're a lot of cute boys here.
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Jan. 24th, 2007 08:19 pmtrue_desireThere's an Endless in the bar.
It's shocking.
Desire. In the bar. Who would have guessed?
... Well. Perhaps anyone even vaguely familiar with this particular Endless, but that's neither here nor there.
Desire seems to be without intent this evening, just staying at the usual table, smoking the usual cigarette, and a simple glass of champagne in hand.
An undirected Desire is a bored Desire.
Bad news for anyone who wasn't looking to become Desire's evening entertainment...
[OOC: I've had to slowtime because I'm out of practice -- I'll get back to this!]
It's shocking.
Desire. In the bar. Who would have guessed?
... Well. Perhaps anyone even vaguely familiar with this particular Endless, but that's neither here nor there.
Desire seems to be without intent this evening, just staying at the usual table, smoking the usual cigarette, and a simple glass of champagne in hand.
An undirected Desire is a bored Desire.
Bad news for anyone who wasn't looking to become Desire's evening entertainment...
[OOC: I've had to slowtime because I'm out of practice -- I'll get back to this!]
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Dec. 21st, 2006 11:30 pmbringnewjokesGoth chick minor in the Bar!
With a salad. Being a vegetarian, Sam thrived on salads, bread, and most things that weren't meat. As such, her salad was loaded with chopped up celery, tomatoes, lettuce, spinach, tofu, cucumbers, carrots...
And more tofu.
Without anyone around to warn her for the time being, Sam recieved her salad and went to go sit down, eating the first bite and smiling happily. Veggies!
With a salad. Being a vegetarian, Sam thrived on salads, bread, and most things that weren't meat. As such, her salad was loaded with chopped up celery, tomatoes, lettuce, spinach, tofu, cucumbers, carrots...
And more tofu.
Without anyone around to warn her for the time being, Sam recieved her salad and went to go sit down, eating the first bite and smiling happily. Veggies!
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Dec. 14th, 2006 01:40 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
goinghost.livejournal.comDanny had a cast on his wrist. His parents and Jazz had been immensely relieved to find out he was okay when he got home, and coming up with an explanation as to why he looked like he'd taken a tumble down a cliff was easy with how trashed the town was. ("I was downtown--got hit with some of the rubble, but I'm okay.") They got him to the hospital, got his wrist in a cast, and took him home, tucking him in and babying him for a bit, before leaving him with Jazz and heading out to clean up the city--sending the remaining ghosts back into the ghost zone.
From their calls back home he and Jazz found out all the portals were clearing up.
Good.
Peace and quiet was a rare commodity indeed.
Before he could relax, however, he desperately needed a shower. He had to take a bath instead because of the cast, with his right arm in a plastic bag and rubber bands on it, to keep it dry. That was annoying.
He would've gotten into his pjs and gone to take another nap, but the bar had other plans.
As such, a lightly bruised teenage boy with wet hair, and wearing naught but a towel and a plastic-bagged, rubber-banded cast walked into the bar, still brushing his teeth distractedly with his good hand.
He blinked his eyes open. When he realized he wasn't in his hallway, he stopped brushing and went scarlet, turning to the door as it snapped shut behind him.
"I sfpill gav to sfpit!" he said to the door around a mouth full of toothpaste mange, his toothbrush still being juggled in his hand as he made sure the towel was secure so no one could see his rear. He tried to open the door and when it wouldn't, he kicked it, then started hopping because he'd hurt his toe. "No fwair!"
But of course this sort of thing would happen to him, considering his pants went clear and fell down at the most inoppurtune times on a regular basis.
Embarassment was his life.
From their calls back home he and Jazz found out all the portals were clearing up.
Good.
Peace and quiet was a rare commodity indeed.
Before he could relax, however, he desperately needed a shower. He had to take a bath instead because of the cast, with his right arm in a plastic bag and rubber bands on it, to keep it dry. That was annoying.
He would've gotten into his pjs and gone to take another nap, but the bar had other plans.
As such, a lightly bruised teenage boy with wet hair, and wearing naught but a towel and a plastic-bagged, rubber-banded cast walked into the bar, still brushing his teeth distractedly with his good hand.
He blinked his eyes open. When he realized he wasn't in his hallway, he stopped brushing and went scarlet, turning to the door as it snapped shut behind him.
"I sfpill gav to sfpit!" he said to the door around a mouth full of toothpaste mange, his toothbrush still being juggled in his hand as he made sure the towel was secure so no one could see his rear. He tried to open the door and when it wouldn't, he kicked it, then started hopping because he'd hurt his toe. "No fwair!"
But of course this sort of thing would happen to him, considering his pants went clear and fell down at the most inoppurtune times on a regular basis.
Embarassment was his life.
Dimensional Simularities Suck.
Dec. 12th, 2006 01:03 amgoinghost.livejournal.comIt was an interesting day for Amity Park, Illinois.
The Shandor Building was ready to blow and Tucker and Sam came the to bar for help.
Meanwhile, Danny got prepared for the fight, said goodbye to his sister, and went to face Paulina the "Gatekeeper."
The Ghostbusters and Sam and Tucker ran into Clockwork and jumped into the fray, but Gozer didn't show up as Mr. Stay-puft this time, and a few surprise guests helped the gang fight him off long enough for Ray and Egon to blow the temple to kingdom come.
That still left a few questions: Who were the watchers--the Guys in White? Were they the same Guys in White as before? Where did the kid with the pink hat really come from and who was the weirdo with the green hair that was with him?
...Unfortunately, none of them had a chance to find out (or even knew they were being watched), and as such, three very tired Ghostbusters came trudging through the door, covered in--of all things--confetti. A "Chip Skylark's Greatest Hits" CD was wedged into a crevice in Peter's proton pack.
They were followed by two very tired teenagers, Sam and Tuck, helping support another utterly exhausted, battered teenager--that'd be Danny--as he stumbled into the bar.
There was a wide, dazed grin on his face.
Okay, so they would've totally lost if that kid with the pink hat and the weird kids in the rockets hadn't shown up, but still--they won.
They totally, totally won.
"Okay, after I get the broken bones set," he huffed slightly as the group limped in, "drinks are totally on me!"
The Shandor Building was ready to blow and Tucker and Sam came the to bar for help.
Meanwhile, Danny got prepared for the fight, said goodbye to his sister, and went to face Paulina the "Gatekeeper."
The Ghostbusters and Sam and Tucker ran into Clockwork and jumped into the fray, but Gozer didn't show up as Mr. Stay-puft this time, and a few surprise guests helped the gang fight him off long enough for Ray and Egon to blow the temple to kingdom come.
That still left a few questions: Who were the watchers--the Guys in White? Were they the same Guys in White as before? Where did the kid with the pink hat really come from and who was the weirdo with the green hair that was with him?
...Unfortunately, none of them had a chance to find out (or even knew they were being watched), and as such, three very tired Ghostbusters came trudging through the door, covered in--of all things--confetti. A "Chip Skylark's Greatest Hits" CD was wedged into a crevice in Peter's proton pack.
They were followed by two very tired teenagers, Sam and Tuck, helping support another utterly exhausted, battered teenager--that'd be Danny--as he stumbled into the bar.
There was a wide, dazed grin on his face.
Okay, so they would've totally lost if that kid with the pink hat and the weird kids in the rockets hadn't shown up, but still--they won.
They totally, totally won.
"Okay, after I get the broken bones set," he huffed slightly as the group limped in, "drinks are totally on me!"
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Dec. 11th, 2006 11:36 pmbringnewjokes[OOM: It starts. The Shandor Building is ready to blow.]
Tucker Foley still didn't understand that he didn't have to JUMP through the door to Milliways every time he went there, so jump he did, and he looked worriedly through the door, before hopping back through back to what looked like a public restroom.
A moment later he jumped through again, this time with one Samantha Manson and both teens ran to the center of the bar, looked wildly around the room and called out a name.
"Egon!"
"Peter!"
Then:
"Peter!"
"Egon!"
Then, both at the same time:
"RAY!"
Tucker Foley still didn't understand that he didn't have to JUMP through the door to Milliways every time he went there, so jump he did, and he looked worriedly through the door, before hopping back through back to what looked like a public restroom.
A moment later he jumped through again, this time with one Samantha Manson and both teens ran to the center of the bar, looked wildly around the room and called out a name.
"Egon!"
"Peter!"
Then:
"Peter!"
"Egon!"
Then, both at the same time:
"RAY!"
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Aug. 3rd, 2006 09:57 pmgoinghost.livejournal.com"...but why a marshmallow man is what I want to know--man, couldn't you think of something even more harmless--and less giant?" Tucker asked, as he, Danny, and Sam made their way down the stairs to the bar proper, Ray right behind them. They'd just spent their last hour or so watching a certain movie that Ray had provided, mainly to give them an idea of what they were going up against with this whole Shandor building thing.
"Was that stuff actually edible?" Sam asked. "Or laced with ectoplasmic gook--because I saw people eating it and the high sugar content alone made it gross."
Danny looked like he was trying not to erupt into chuckles, an expression he'd had on his face ever since a montage in the movie, until finally he could no longer contain himself, and he asked, "So, uh, Ray? Did that ghost-chick ever return your calls...?"
Any one of the four, and/or all of them were willing to make conversation with strangers, too. Although Danny would probably be giggling too much to talk.
"Was that stuff actually edible?" Sam asked. "Or laced with ectoplasmic gook--because I saw people eating it and the high sugar content alone made it gross."
Danny looked like he was trying not to erupt into chuckles, an expression he'd had on his face ever since a montage in the movie, until finally he could no longer contain himself, and he asked, "So, uh, Ray? Did that ghost-chick ever return your calls...?"
Any one of the four, and/or all of them were willing to make conversation with strangers, too. Although Danny would probably be giggling too much to talk.
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Aug. 2nd, 2006 08:33 pmmisterparker.livejournal.comDrinking from a beer bottle, Parker looks completely relaxed. He's lounging near the window, watching outside.
Destruction and rebuilding. He likes the way that sounds.
Destruction and rebuilding. He likes the way that sounds.
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Jul. 20th, 2006 11:27 pmgoinghost.livejournal.comOOM Numbah One: The ghost problem in Amity Park is mindblowingly bad, the Shandor building is setting off Danny's ghost sense worse than ever, and Danny needs some answers. A quick visit to Clockwork reveals no answers--only a prod to ask different people the questions. Sam, realizing that Danny is going to get himself killed if he keeps fighting while exhausted, urges Tucker and Danny into a mini-Milli-vacation. Tucker wanders off on his own, leaving Danny and Sam to more R-ish-rated Teenage Shenanigans.
(Contains an OOM in an OOM, a finally-finished GB-DP teamup!)
OOM the Second: Bathroom bubble Bath fluff! Rated N for Naked, but not so much with the naughty.
(Contains an OOM in an OOM, a finally-finished GB-DP teamup!)
OOM the Second: Bathroom bubble Bath fluff! Rated N for Naked, but not so much with the naughty.
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Jul. 18th, 2006 07:13 pmdoc-venkman.livejournal.com(OOM: In Peter's NYC, all is not well. And once again, Dana's family is the target.)
The Front Door opened, with Peter carrying a dozing Maria while he was offering a hand to Dana to help her into the bar. One small problem. She couldn't enter anymore.
She then just said, "Keep her safe."
"I will. I'll be back, and we're getting Oscar back. And he'll be fine. I promise." There was a long kiss given, and then he stepped into the bar. The door then closed on Dana standing on a sidewalk near a now police-taped day care center.
Peter found the closest chair he could to sit in, clutching his daughter in his arms. He seemed as pale as... well pale as a ghost.
The Front Door opened, with Peter carrying a dozing Maria while he was offering a hand to Dana to help her into the bar. One small problem. She couldn't enter anymore.
She then just said, "Keep her safe."
"I will. I'll be back, and we're getting Oscar back. And he'll be fine. I promise." There was a long kiss given, and then he stepped into the bar. The door then closed on Dana standing on a sidewalk near a now police-taped day care center.
Peter found the closest chair he could to sit in, clutching his daughter in his arms. He seemed as pale as... well pale as a ghost.
And it starts getting Serious...
Jul. 17th, 2006 01:55 amgoinghost.livejournal.comOOM: Danny is having more trouble than ever as ghosts in Amity Park are at an usual and unprecedented high. During his patrol around a particular building that sets off his ghost sense (and heebie jeebie senses) he flies in to rescue one of the new tenants of the refurbished apartment highrise--whose family did the refurbishing.
Later on, there is some confusion, lies, jealousy, fighting, and then...well, Sam and Danny do it. Rated N for Naughty Teenagers Doing Things They Are Way Too Young To Do (sadly, there WILL be consequences later, only they just don't know it yet).
Another OOM: Meanwhile, Tucker is at the library doing some research into that old building to try to find out why it's weird and if it's connected to the upsurge in ghost activity. Sam and Danny join him and as the trio searches through old newspapers, what they find alarms them.
“There exists an excess of good and evil which surpasses our comprehension.”
Or in other words: Duuummm duuuummm DUUUUUUUUUUM!
Later on, there is some confusion, lies, jealousy, fighting, and then...well, Sam and Danny do it. Rated N for Naughty Teenagers Doing Things They Are Way Too Young To Do (sadly, there WILL be consequences later, only they just don't know it yet).
Another OOM: Meanwhile, Tucker is at the library doing some research into that old building to try to find out why it's weird and if it's connected to the upsurge in ghost activity. Sam and Danny join him and as the trio searches through old newspapers, what they find alarms them.
“There exists an excess of good and evil which surpasses our comprehension.”
Or in other words: Duuummm duuuummm DUUUUUUUUUUM!
Io Cthulhu!
Jul. 13th, 2006 02:37 amgoinghost.livejournal.comOOM the First: Three weeks after the end of school, a vacation is had. There is beach fun with Tucker, surfer chicks that are thinly disguised self-inserts, walking down the boardwalk, splashing around in the waves, insecurity, making out, and admissions of sneaking into the girls' locker room. >_<
OOM the Second: After a few days of sun and fun, Danny, Sam, Tucker, and Jazz settle down on the beach to watch a meteor shower. However, their relaxing evening is ruined when they see a fire down the beach and some strange hooded people. There is attempted human sacrifice! Chanting! Runes! Zombies! Shoggoths! Your daily dose of Lovecraft--OH NOES!
OOM the Third: Back at the rental house, Danny and Sam can't sleep now that they know Lovecraft wasn't pulling his stories out of his ass. There is consoling, admissions of gushy feelings, and the regaining of sanity. Somewhat. (Still in progress)
OOM the Fourth: Danny goes back to the beach and gets a glimpse of something great and terrible that he needs to add to his List O' Horrible Things That Can't Come Into the World Under Any Circumstances, above even Pariah Dark.
"...It was not meant that we should voyage far. The sciences, each straining in its own direction, have hitherto harmed us little; but some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the deadly light into the peace and safety of a new dark age."
OOM the Second: After a few days of sun and fun, Danny, Sam, Tucker, and Jazz settle down on the beach to watch a meteor shower. However, their relaxing evening is ruined when they see a fire down the beach and some strange hooded people. There is attempted human sacrifice! Chanting! Runes! Zombies! Shoggoths! Your daily dose of Lovecraft--OH NOES!
OOM the Third: Back at the rental house, Danny and Sam can't sleep now that they know Lovecraft wasn't pulling his stories out of his ass. There is consoling, admissions of gushy feelings, and the regaining of sanity. Somewhat. (Still in progress)
OOM the Fourth: Danny goes back to the beach and gets a glimpse of something great and terrible that he needs to add to his List O' Horrible Things That Can't Come Into the World Under Any Circumstances, above even Pariah Dark.
"...It was not meant that we should voyage far. The sciences, each straining in its own direction, have hitherto harmed us little; but some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the deadly light into the peace and safety of a new dark age."
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Jul. 5th, 2006 03:11 amgoinghost.livejournal.comOnce upon a time, a ghostboy brought his chick best friend to Milliways.
Then he went off to help a friend and lots of others to give some payback to a dickless wonder. When he got back, he was sneaked so many drinks by other people who didn't realize other people were sneaking him drinks that he got real drunk, and said best friend saw a side of him she'd never seen before.
The poor ghostboy was too schnozzled to go home right away without getting busted and grounded, and thus the stalwart best friend procured a room for them so he could sleep. Only he didn't fall asleep right away, he was too busy babbling drunkenly and kissing her.
Unfortunately for our heroes, he didn't remember any of it in the morning. And had a bitch of a hangover. So they both fell asleep again and took a nap.
But in the afternoon, they ventured out of the room for food.
Then the muns said: "You just hit the jackpot, tiger," as there was jealousy, confrontation, and (trumpets play triumphant music) lots of snogging and bewildered teenage boy cluelessness.
Our thoroughly snogged heroes headed home, one of them with a bra in his pocket, to meet up with their other best friend and face their summer.
The beginning of their summer was less than relaxing.
After the chaos, the peace of summer settled, but rather than ghosts, the two had to worry about being caught together by over-cheerful parents.
Ah, summer.
Then he went off to help a friend and lots of others to give some payback to a dickless wonder. When he got back, he was sneaked so many drinks by other people who didn't realize other people were sneaking him drinks that he got real drunk, and said best friend saw a side of him she'd never seen before.
The poor ghostboy was too schnozzled to go home right away without getting busted and grounded, and thus the stalwart best friend procured a room for them so he could sleep. Only he didn't fall asleep right away, he was too busy babbling drunkenly and kissing her.
Unfortunately for our heroes, he didn't remember any of it in the morning. And had a bitch of a hangover. So they both fell asleep again and took a nap.
But in the afternoon, they ventured out of the room for food.
Then the muns said: "You just hit the jackpot, tiger," as there was jealousy, confrontation, and (trumpets play triumphant music) lots of snogging and bewildered teenage boy cluelessness.
Our thoroughly snogged heroes headed home, one of them with a bra in his pocket, to meet up with their other best friend and face their summer.
The beginning of their summer was less than relaxing.
After the chaos, the peace of summer settled, but rather than ghosts, the two had to worry about being caught together by over-cheerful parents.
Ah, summer.
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Jul. 5th, 2006 01:58 amalwaysroomforhopeSteph's worried about Zuko - very worried. Surely he should be back now - it's been days!
How long is it gonna take, anyway?
She's eyeing the rafters longingly. When emo, head upwards; that's the rule she's almost always lived by. But when you have not-quite-entirely-dog puppies to look after, rafters are a bad idea. She can just see Zuko coming back in just in time to see Gheri and Gifr go splat.
... It wouldn't be pretty.
So: there is a Steph, over by the fire, in an armchair. She'd be curled up tight and emo, but the puppies have just fed and want to sleep, and it's hard to curl up when monster-puppies want to use you as a pillow. It's hard to stay emo, too. Puppies: the solution to all emo. Steph's thinking she should market it.
How long is it gonna take, anyway?
She's eyeing the rafters longingly. When emo, head upwards; that's the rule she's almost always lived by. But when you have not-quite-entirely-dog puppies to look after, rafters are a bad idea. She can just see Zuko coming back in just in time to see Gheri and Gifr go splat.
... It wouldn't be pretty.
So: there is a Steph, over by the fire, in an armchair. She'd be curled up tight and emo, but the puppies have just fed and want to sleep, and it's hard to curl up when monster-puppies want to use you as a pillow. It's hard to stay emo, too. Puppies: the solution to all emo. Steph's thinking she should market it.
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Jun. 30th, 2006 10:00 pmalwaysroomforhopeSteph's in the bar. For once she's not lolling about by the fire or hanging from a rafter; she's at a corner table, with a stack of thick, musty books and a notepad, and her hair's tied back off her face. She looks the picture of a serious student.
Well, apart from the two monstrous puppies playing at her feet. They're distracting. But she can't just lock them up in her suite, and she doesn't know what else to do with them!
The books are mostly old and faded, but if you're close enough to make out the titles, they're things like World Mythology, The Book Of Werewolves, Witches, Werewolves And Fairies, The Lore Of The Forest and Encyclopaedia of Mythology.
Somebody's researching.
She's not very good at it.
Well, apart from the two monstrous puppies playing at her feet. They're distracting. But she can't just lock them up in her suite, and she doesn't know what else to do with them!
The books are mostly old and faded, but if you're close enough to make out the titles, they're things like World Mythology, The Book Of Werewolves, Witches, Werewolves And Fairies, The Lore Of The Forest and Encyclopaedia of Mythology.
Somebody's researching.
She's not very good at it.
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Jun. 30th, 2006 06:10 pmgoinghost.livejournal.comA mussy-headed teenage boy and rumpled-looking teenage girl made their way downstairs both of them still looking sleepy.
"--And this is the Bar itself, which, uh, you've already seen--you can order anything from it and it just...appears."
"--And this is the Bar itself, which, uh, you've already seen--you can order anything from it and it just...appears."
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Jun. 28th, 2006 11:52 pmgone_byebyeThe door opens. It's raining sideways.
This would be why Ray is here instead of New York City.
He'll just leave some puddles behind him as he heads through the Bar and out to the lakeside. The uniform usually dries off pretty quickly anyway.
This would be why Ray is here instead of New York City.
He'll just leave some puddles behind him as he heads through the Bar and out to the lakeside. The uniform usually dries off pretty quickly anyway.
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Jun. 24th, 2006 11:23 pmgoinghost.livejournal.comIt took some cajoling, but eventually Sam convinced Danny to bring her to the bar.
A fact that he was not happy with, and had him searching the bar for women in white in a paranoid fashion the second they got in through the door.
The eerie green of the Ghost Zone shimmered behind them for a second, until Danny closed the door.
"Right. So, here's the bar. I don't suppose I can convince you to go home now?" he said faintly, going human again.
A fact that he was not happy with, and had him searching the bar for women in white in a paranoid fashion the second they got in through the door.
The eerie green of the Ghost Zone shimmered behind them for a second, until Danny closed the door.
"Right. So, here's the bar. I don't suppose I can convince you to go home now?" he said faintly, going human again.
Exit post for Ray
Mar. 1st, 2006 02:16 amgone_byebyeRay makes his way down the stairs from room 2342, still dressed in his Jedi robes and generally looking like he's been through Hell. But he's smiling.
"I," he announces as he reaches the center of the barroom floor, "am going HOME."
And with that he turns and strides towards the front door. A brass pole appears about three strides away from the door; ceremoniously, he takes hold of the pole, pulls both feet off the ground, and slides down the pole and back into a certain New York City firehouse.
The pole vanishes moments later.
"I," he announces as he reaches the center of the barroom floor, "am going HOME."
And with that he turns and strides towards the front door. A brass pole appears about three strides away from the door; ceremoniously, he takes hold of the pole, pulls both feet off the ground, and slides down the pole and back into a certain New York City firehouse.
The pole vanishes moments later.
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Jan. 28th, 2006 10:05 pmbringnewjokesUpon their arrival from the park in...well, Amity Park, three teenagers rushed into the bar (thanks to a well-timed deux ex machina).
The older looking teenage girl with orange-red hair was wielding a bat with the word "Fenton," on it, which, therefore made it not just an ordinary bat, but an authentic 'Fenton Anti-Creep Stick.'
"Okay, guys, we should stay together," she said to the other two.
A younger goth girl all in black and purple came in at her side, and she had a very strange-looking mechanical whip with the image of the face of a greying, rather insane-looking middle-aged man where the seperate tails of the whip joined near the handle. It was called the 'Jack-O'-Nine-Tails.'
...It's best not to ask.
"Uh, yeah," she responded to the red-head. "I think that's a given."
And the African-American boy in the red hat had a thermos. Maybe he brought soup?
"How come I always get stuck with the thermos?" he pouted.
The three looked worried and a bit grim, as Milliways was someplace where they were fairly sure they'd misplaced someone very important to them. Because of that, they weren't disposed to like the place.
Milliways Bar? Meet a very suspicious Team Phantom.
(A.k.a The Loyal Sidekicks of 'Inviso-Bill'.)
The older looking teenage girl with orange-red hair was wielding a bat with the word "Fenton," on it, which, therefore made it not just an ordinary bat, but an authentic 'Fenton Anti-Creep Stick.'
"Okay, guys, we should stay together," she said to the other two.
A younger goth girl all in black and purple came in at her side, and she had a very strange-looking mechanical whip with the image of the face of a greying, rather insane-looking middle-aged man where the seperate tails of the whip joined near the handle. It was called the 'Jack-O'-Nine-Tails.'
...It's best not to ask.
"Uh, yeah," she responded to the red-head. "I think that's a given."
And the African-American boy in the red hat had a thermos. Maybe he brought soup?
"How come I always get stuck with the thermos?" he pouted.
The three looked worried and a bit grim, as Milliways was someplace where they were fairly sure they'd misplaced someone very important to them. Because of that, they weren't disposed to like the place.
Milliways Bar? Meet a very suspicious Team Phantom.
(A.k.a The Loyal Sidekicks of 'Inviso-Bill'.)
