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stewardedingly — Fri, 15 Jul 2011 07:41:06 GMT

[And Faramir wandered straight into a whole fucking army of slow mutants]

[Luckily for Faramir, well, he's Faramir. With all the badassery that entails. So not only did he notice them before they started shooting poison at him, he also stained his sword with an awful lot of mutie blood. Consensus; they're easier to kill than orcs]

[Less luckily, they still have those poison dart thingies, and he took one in the arm while he was driving them away. He's dealt with poison before, of course, and he's done all the right things - made a tourniquet out of his swordbelt, taken the dart out (very very carefully), and, now, with the poison nonetheless getting to him, he's searching desperately for clean water to wash it out]

[There's blood trickling down his face, but he's pretty sure it's not his]

shinedingly — Fri, 08 Jul 2011 17:32:48 GMT

[Kaylee's found some old machinery. Who's surprised?]

[She's walking around it. Looking it up and down. Trying to figure out what it's for, all these broken, rusted pieces of junkyard scrap. Her fingers brush the iron]

Come on. Talk to me...

[Anyone from around here could tell her mutie territory's not the best place to go all mechanical detective. Then again, nobody's around]

toweredingly — Thu, 07 Jul 2011 16:46:55 GMT

[Oh.]

[Oh.]

[Roland stands in the long grass and just straight-out stares. He knows this air, this ground - knows it with the distant familiarity of a long-gone childhood. New Canaan. New Canaan still green and fresh, with crops in the fields and people moving among them. And, in the distance, almost out of sight even for his preternaturally sharp eyes... silhouetted buildings. Gilead.]

[It's possible that the reason it's almost out of sight is that, as he stands there motionless and with his breath caught in his throat, he's crying.]

SAVE US FROM THAT EVIL MAN

eddiedingly — Thu, 07 Jul 2011 16:25:31 GMT

Been wonderin' when we'd cycle back to--- [Eddie cuts off--- maybe they're home. Maybe they're home and he's still alive.]

[Seems like an awful lot to hope for; but he's got his kit, and all his faculties, as far as he can tell. Not even the slightest tinge of red to his sight.]

[Sounds like a good day to him.]

HOCUS POCUS, ALAKAZAM

blackedingly — Thu, 07 Jul 2011 16:06:03 GMT

[Well... so much for 'vacation'. But it's good to be home.... in it's own way.]

[The Man in Black is getting his bearings, wiggling his toes in desert sand that may once have been the bones of his enemies. Re-acclimating. Really diggin' into the skin of the World.]

Gotta wonder if this is real. If we're back for good an' all.

[That catches him for a second, when he says it; 'We'.]

moddedingly — Thu, 07 Jul 2011 15:06:09 GMT

You know what?

YOU KNOW WHAT?

We know our audience. We know who's still around. When they want to be.

So here, have what you want, Stephen King-tards. Who even gives a shit?

If there's anyone here who doesn't know what this place is, it's some town in some place in some world full of mutants and people with big guns. But it's all medievale too. And there's ~*~magic~*~ and ~*~spirituality~*~ and ~*~crazy sci-fi shit~*~. It's basically a nerd's wet dream. Pick it up and roll with it, bitches, I'm giving up for now.

ETA: For the record, what you're looking at here is Gilead. As in, for nerds, it still exists. JUST TO GIVE YOU A TIMESCALE HERE.

Time is an illusion. Modtime doubly so.

moddedingly — Tue, 31 May 2011 19:02:09 GMT

Did you enjoy your month of fuck all? Well, things might actually get interesting now.

Or they might not, of course. It's pretty much up to you.

It's back in the days when men were real men, women were real women, and creepy train-chasing murderers were real creepy train-chasing murderers. And yes. You're on a train. It's called the Flying Pussyfoot, because in 1931, people sucked ass at coming up with train names, and theoretically it's going to New York, but don't get your hopes up, because if it actually got there, the mods might, like... have to do something.

And there's some shit about gangs and bootleggers and I don't even know what the fuck else, but basically you're all gangsters. On a train. To New York. With a murderer who wanders around killing passengers.

We clear?

ROOM 3

moddedingly — Thu, 28 Apr 2011 21:38:01 GMT

There are no Easter eggs. Should have got here sooner. But, as compensation, in the liquor cabinet is whatever the fuck you want.

On the table is the following list:

PERSON
1. Zoe
2. Roland
3. Kaylee
4. Anya
5.
6.
7.
8.
9.
10.

ACTION:
1. Lick
2. Kiss
3. Touch
4. Bite
5. Suck

NAUGHTY:
1. Mouth
2. Chest
3. Go to the naughtier list!
4. Stomach (below belly button)
5. Thighs

NAUGHTIER:
1. Inside mouth
2. Nipples
3. Butt
4. Crotch
5. Inner thighs

The game will start when we've got five people in the room. Random number generator here. Have fun, y'all.

ROOM 2

moddedingly — Sun, 24 Apr 2011 17:31:25 GMT

In this room's liquor cabinet is rum, sake, tequila, and of course wine and beer. And a large Easter egg each.

On the table is the following list:

PERSON
1. Faramir
2. Ashura
3. Estonia
4. Graham
5. Sweden
6. Eddie
7.
8.
9.
10.

ACTION:
1. Lick
2. Kiss
3. Touch
4. Bite
5. Suck

NAUGHTY:
1. Mouth
2. Chest
3. Go to the naughtier list!
4. Stomach (below belly button)
5. Thighs

NAUGHTIER:
1. Inside mouth
2. Nipples
3. Butt
4. Crotch
5. Inner thighs

The game will start when we've got five people in the room. Random number generator here. Have fun, y'all.

ROOM 1

moddedingly — Sun, 24 Apr 2011 11:31:22 GMT

In this room's liquor cabinet is whiskey, brandy, wine, beer, and wodka. And a huuuuuuge basket of Easter eggs. CHOCOLATE WILL TAKE AWAY THE PAIN.

On the table is the following list:

PERSON:
1. Poland
2. John Constantine
3. Near
4. The Man in Black
5. Denmark
6.
7.
8.
9.
10.

ACTION:
1. Lick
2. Kiss
3. Touch
4. Bite
5. Suck

NAUGHTY:
1. Mouth
2. Chest
3. Go to the naughtier list!
4. Stomach (below belly button)
5. Thighs

NAUGHTIER:
1. Inside mouth
2. Nipples
3. Butt
4. Crotch
5. Inner thighs

The game will start when we've got five people in the room. Random number generator here. Have fun, y'all.

moddedingly — Sun, 24 Apr 2011 11:22:05 GMT

Say goodbye to Hogwarts, Slytherin, and the POWER OF GOFFIK!

Say hello to the featureless room of DOOOOOOOOOM.

It's a decent-sized room, with a sofa, a few chairs, a table, and a bottomless liquor cabinet. ~~Okay, so maybe I lied about the featurelessness.~~ That doesn't sound too bad, you may say. Actually, it sounds pretty sweet, even if there's no fucking door, window, or any other means of escape. That probably means you haven't looked at what's on the table.

There are three dice; two five-sided and one ten/nine/eight/seven/six/five/four/three/two-sided... LOOK THE THIRD ONE HAS AS MANY SIDES AS THERE ARE PEOPLE OKAY SHUT UP. There are also a list of rules, which read as follows:

"Roll the x-sided die. This is the person you have to do things to.
Roll the five-sided dice. These are what you have to do to them.
You can reroll ONCE per turn, but if you do, remove one item of clothing.
If you roll yourself, remove one item of clothing.
This game is not optional. Play it, or face the consequences."

There's one other piece of paper on the table, with the number codes on, but we'll get to that.

Also, this is a FOURTH WALL EVENT. For those of you too stupid to know what that means, it means you can bring in any character you play, from any game. Because why should we limit the torture to edingly.

...Of course, some of you sick perverts will love this.

HOW THIS WORKS: We don't trust you idiots to work this out for yourselves ~~also it took me a week to work out how the fuck this works, don't knock it~~, so the mods will be doing the legwork here. A post will be made. Tag it with your character's reaction to HOMG RANDOM SEALED ROOM, and also note what they're wearing. The first 10 characters to comment will be put on the list, and then a new post will be put up for other people. Rinse, repeat, etc.

If you have a better idea, please don't hesitate to shove a toilet brush up your nostril.

didiedingly — Sat, 16 Apr 2011 22:34:24 GMT

[Hello my name is Teleute (I used 2 be called Death but then I changed it to be more goffik) and I have long black hair and grey eyes like the end of all things and alot of people say I look like Amy Lee (a/n: if u dont know who she is, wtf is your secret and can you teach me it?). I'm not related to anybody except my brothers n sisters and brother-sister, but i wish i was coz humans are totally fucking interesting. I wear mostly black and I love hot topic. I'm the personification and function of a universal constant but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I’m also a witch, and I go to a magic school called Hogwarts in ~~England~~ ~~Scotland~~ ~~Wales~~ the Isle of Man where I’m in the seventh year (I’m infinitely older than the universe). I’m a goth (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. I love Hot Topic and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black corset with matching lace around it and a black leather jacket, a black fascinator black jeans and black combat boots. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and black eye shadow.]

[I was sitting in my dormitary slitting my wrists while Greenday were playing on the radio. MCR werent playing because they werent born yet. As I cut my wrists I cried tears of saltwater, but no blood came out because I'm not alive or technically part of this plane so I dont really need transport mechanisms]

[When I was done I put on a black bandage and some black mascara and then I went outside. I had to find Tom Bombadil so I culd stop him turning evil when he got older, but I'm a neutral force so I don't interfere with that kind of thing. I walked around hogwarts until I saw a group of goffs just like me so I walked over and said hi]

Hi!

RETURNING GODDAMN VICTORIOUS. Also, spellcheck hates me now.

liekomgedingly — Sat, 16 Apr 2011 22:19:15 GMT

[Itz probs a lil bit hard 2 recognise ~~Poland~~ The Dark Kingdom of Shadow-wriath Nitemarre. Bcoz he haz a teribble sekret..........................................................................................................................................................................................................]

[HE USE TO BE A PREP AND FRM GRYFDORN!]

[but den he realzied, goffs wer way better so he dye his hair bloood red n trasnfer 2 Slythin so he cud b goffix, too. Some of dem thot he was a POSER or a LOSER PREP, but hes goff now for real (A/N dont say u dont know whut dat means because i do too know i am goffik so i wud know!!!!)]

[today he woke up n put on his favrit outfit, it wus a relly short skirt wif black and skullz on it adn blood red but darker dan normal blood bcoz his blood is draker dan normal blood JUST LIKE HIS SOUL. and a sexxxy corset that wus also dark blood red and also his nials were red like dat and he had blak thigh-high stockings wif skull garters and black lether boots all from hott topic. he put on his makeup becoz Shadow-wriath Nitemarre is totaly goff and also a trasvesdite (A/N it means he like girls clothe and if u don like it ur a PREP so GTFO) he didnt need foundation bcoz hes naturally pale but he put on lotts of mascra adn black eyeliner and blood red lipstik dat matched his cloths]

[lookin supor sexxy adn goffik liek da boi frum Tokio Hotel but acctually in a dress adn wif better hair, he went 2 da Slythrin common room 2 fidn his friends but dey werent ther.]

what da HELL!!!

[so he wentoutside 2 see if he fidn anybody so they can go 2 da concert in Hogmede!]

moddedingly — Sat, 16 Apr 2011 21:34:55 GMT

No worldchange this week. Or last week. Why? Because shut the fuck up.

Uh... PLOT IS HAPPENING. VOLXEMORT IS ATTACKING AND ALL TEH GOFFS HAVE TO GO BACK IN TIM TO ~~SEDUCE~~ ~~KILL~~ DATE TOM BOMBADIL. I MEAN RIDDLE.

...or do I?

Anyway, yeah. You're all back in time to when Greenday were alive. Or something.

Also, get your asses over here and CONTRIBUTE TO THE NON-COMPULSORY POST.

Sparkly speshul icon a-go-go

belovedingly — Mon, 04 Apr 2011 00:19:55 GMT

[Hi my name is Ivory Sno'flake Anemia Swanilda Manson and I have long ivory white hair (that's how I got my name) with red streaks and black tips that reaches my sholders and pale white lips that look sooooo sexy wen I paint them black like delicious love slugs and a lot of people tell me I look like Roger Daultrey on crack (a/n if u dont no who he is den GET DA FUCK BACK TO DA 60S AND LISTEN TO SOME NON-EMO MUSIC!!!!1!!!1111!!!!111!!!). I'm not related to Marylin Manson but I wish I was so we cud confuse people about our gender together (not in dat way u pervs!!!!). I'm a albino but ~~have none of the associated health problems~~ my eyes are gold not red so I wear contact lenses cos I'm goffik. I'm also either a witch or a wizard, and I go to a magic school called hogwarts in ~~some country I've never been before~~ england where I'm in the seventh year (I'm over 9000). I'm a goth (incase you couldn't tell) and I wear mostly fishnets. I love Hot Topic ~~whatever that is~~ and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing lots of black and leather and slutty faux-goth shit ~~and the mun cannot be bothered with this~~ and I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eyeshadow ~~which CLASHED with my pink fishnets and I decided to change into actual people clothes later~~ ~~QUIET FOOL THERE IS NO ESCAPE,~~ I was walking outside Hogwarts. It was snowing, raining, hailing, thundering, hurricaning, foggy and drizzling so there was no sun, which I was indifferent about. A lot of preps stared at me. I stared back at them until they got creeped out and ran away.]

["Hey Ivory!" a voice shouted. I looked up. It was.................]

[...........]

[.................................]

[...this is your cue, gaiz.]

scarfedingly — Sun, 03 Apr 2011 22:21:29 GMT

[Ok, who put Mina in an obscenely tight pink T-shirt and dyed her hair blonde?]

[At least they let her keep her scarf.]

[But for some reason she feels like her name is now Britney Duff]

[That's right. Because making Mina goffiker is impossible as she is the mother of all gothic horror heroines...]

[OMFG WHUT A FUKIN PREP I H8 HER]

[Feel free to randomly abuse her for no reason.]

WHAT IS THIS I DON'T EVEN

blackedingly — Sun, 03 Apr 2011 17:24:52 GMT

Who: Slytherins and TRUE BELIEVERS in the DARK LORD
What: Plotting, Planning, and Partying ;}
Where: The Slytherin Common Room
When: Sometime before the end of the world.

[Walter knows something is wrong, but there is nothing he can do about it.]

[When he gets control back... welll, there will be blood, let's just put it that way, lol. For now, he looks a lot younger {except for the ancient, evil depths of his blood red/black eyes.} than usual, and the green and silver of his uniform suits him well. He's Slytherin {duh}, and a Parselmouth. Because he's that dark, and special, and awesome ~~and shut up I know my grammer is fine just shut up~~.]

It is only a matter of time before this whole school is under my control. And then, when the Dark Lord ~~Los~~ Voldemort--- [He has no fear of that name, because the Dark Lord is his Uncle.] --- rises again to his Full Glory, I will give Hogwarts to him, like a shining gem for him to display, or crush at his whim.

[And there is that trade-mark cackle.]

wrenchedingly — Sat, 02 Apr 2011 13:06:47 GMT

[Umm so Graham isn’t wearing that dull overall anymore, but thiz totally sexy goth outfit with chains and spikes and stuff. And I dun liek his hair color so he dyed it black with blue highlights, k? D8<]

[I’m gunna make this kind of angsty. Graham is like depressed and stuff cuz he misses his lover; Ladd Russo (stfu they’re totz a couple. This rp is an AU where Lua is DEAD). So if u want ur character can comfort him and mebbe take advantage of him lol (plz only guy characters. I want to make this a yaoi >/////< )]

[Graham was skipping class because he didn’t want anyone to see him crying. His striking azure eyes were filling up with tears and his mascara (gais with makeup r so sexy >w<) was starting to run, drawing black streaks of sadness down his cheeks]

My heart is aching for you, Boss. I’ve been tossed into the uttermost depths of despair, yet you have not yet come to rescue me. You promised you’d never leave me, but here I am all by myself! Lost and forgotten. Perhaps this is what you wanted? Perhaps you never truly loved me? I should have known! But I was so blind. Even when you wounded me, abused me and degraded me until I was close to breaking; I still endured! I kept telling myself it would all be okay! In the end you’d hold me close in your strong, loving, intoxicating embrace and it would finally be okay! But it was not okay. It’s so far beyond not okay it can never be okay ever again! AAAARRRGHHHHH

moddedingly — Sat, 02 Apr 2011 07:40:23 GMT

Hey, bitches. Welcome to hell.

By which I mean, stay right where you are, yer still a fucking wizard, Harry.

Only now you're in Slytherin because everyone not in Slytherin is a prep and prepz r ttly laaaaame. You're all dressed in Hot Topic clothes which must be lovingly described at every turn, you're all Satanists, and you're all ~~slutty slutfaces~~ bi. Oh and you're littracy stadnards have rly droped.

Now Hogwarts is like a pentagram (geddit coz im goffik) between a moshpit and Twilight. Yeah, you're probably all vampires, too, but everyone is, so who the fuck cares? You're not special just because you're all speshul. But we know you've all always wanted to create hideous, unforgiveable Sues with angsty backstories who love Gerard Way and Good Chralotte, so here, you motherfuckers, have your perfect world.

If u dont lyk it u r ttly a prep and a poser n ur just jelloz.

This clusterfuck of a world is in celebration of one of your old gods. Blame her.

vikingedingly — Fri, 01 Apr 2011 23:37:25 GMT

[Of course with his immense amount of courage ~~and stupidity~~ the Dane had been placed in Gryffindor]

[Eager to explore he has already wandered off to the forest without permission, encountering little beings that fit descriptions he has heard from a certain Norwegian]

Man, I didn’t expect Nor to be right in the end. Those imaginary friends of his weren’t imaginary after all! Not that being wrong brings me down in this case! Doesn’t matter if I’ve started late; I’ll become a great magician in no time! Everyone’s goin’ to admire my powers haha!

AND YOU THOUGHT PEEVES WAS BAD HOO-BOY

blackedingly — Thu, 31 Mar 2011 19:09:09 GMT

[Nowhere is safe.]

[Nothing is sacred.]

[If you have something you don't want Walter the Poltergeist to break, you'd better break it yourself right now.]

[He zooms down the halls, upsetting Portraits and cackling, no matter the hour or occasion.]

THE END IS NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGH~!!!

bulliedingly — Wed, 30 Mar 2011 23:04:54 GMT

[Obviously, Liet is in Gryffindor]

[He's also quite chill about this school. Not only is nothing trying to kill him, he's not even getting slushied!]

[And he's done all his homework, like a good boy.]

[It just feels like Poland should be there to cajole him into doing his homework too]

I miss you, Poland.

toweredingly — Mon, 28 Mar 2011 23:22:31 GMT

[This year's DADA teacher is stupidly tall, skinny, and shabbily-dressed. He puts Lupin to shame]

[He's standing at the front of his classroom, next to the shaking trunk]

What we have in here is a Boggart. When I let it out, it will transform into your worst fear. There is only one known way to defeat a Boggart, only one spell. We'll practice before I let it out.

Now, class, remember the spell from our last class? The movement in the wrist, and the flick... all together, now...

ACCIO GUN.

moddedingly — Sun, 27 Mar 2011 21:41:30 GMT

Guess what! You're still a kid, and you're still at school!

But this time it's a ~*~magical~*~ school, with ghosts and moving staircases and a terrible, terrible health and safety record. There are broomsticks that fly and they teach you charms and potions and spells. ~~Not English or maths, though, so we're guessing everyone leaves here functionally illiterate beyond a primary school level~~ SHUT UP IT IS MAGICAL.

Oh, and it's in Scotland.

And there's a giant squid. Tentacle rape jokes will get you an instant detention.

There are four houses, each of which - stop me if you've heard this one before - choose their students on the grounds of one particular character trait, because apparently equality laws haven't penetrated this far. So you'll be in one of the following:
GRYFFINDOR! - you're brave to the point of stupid and probably a good guy
RAVENCLAW! - you're a fucking nerd
HUFFLEPUFF! - you're ~~kind and loyal~~ instantly forgettable and unimportant to plot
SLYTHERIN! - you're ~~ambitious~~ ~~pureblooded~~ ~~rich~~ ~~snobby~~ EEEEEEEVIL and probably racist

Yer a wizard, Harry.

wrenchedingly — Thu, 24 Mar 2011 13:18:34 GMT

[In his own world, Graham's messy peekabangs hairstyle was highly inappropriate, but here he slides right in with the emokids. And boy does he love having people to rant to about the devastating sadness in his heart!]

[But as usual depression does not last for this guy]

[As he’s heading down the hall something starts to happen within him. A sudden rush of lunacy, making his whole body itch to crush and destroy everything around him. And just to make it worse: he has the urge to sing about it!]

We've been crying now for much too long
And now we're gonna dance to a different song
I'm gonna scream and shout til my dying breath [And he truly is shouting rather than singing]
I'm gonna smash it up til theres nothing left

Oooh ooh smash it up, smash it up, smash it up
Oooh ooh smash it up, smash it up, smash it up!

[He bursts into a seemingly empty classroom and soon enough there's wrecked chairs and desks flying around]