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ronderotarel — Sat, 07 Jan 2012 23:58:38 GMT

When: December the 30th. Right after the Charity party.
Rating PG
Ciel Phantomhive eidoloncast and Alois Trancy ronderotarel
Ciel and Alois have drifted apart, lately. And this doesn't please Alois at all. Tonight, he wants to try a different approach with Ciel.

[It's been a while since Alois noticed. At first sight, nothing seems different. Every morning, Ciel wakes up and has breakfast with him and Luca. He answers mundane questions if Alois asks them. He still tutors Luca. He bids him goodnight.

Yet Alois knows he's totally invisible to Ciel.

The gap between them had been created slowly. Gradually, Ciel had started giving attention to other people rather than to him. He'd started going out more often and befriending random citiziens. He'd even befriended a fellow demon, as unnatural as that is. That Ciel would rather be friends with what should be his natural enemy than with him is something that hurt Alois deeply.

He's come to accept that all his efforts to have Ciel open up his heart to him have been useless. Nothing he did for him got appreciated. To Alois, it seems as if a few words from Gilbert, or even from a random stranger, are worth more to Ciel than all the times he's tried to talk to him. All the times he cried for, and in front of him.

But there are no tears in his eyes tonight. It's very very late, and Ciel still hasn't come back from the party Alois refused to attend. He's not stupid. He knows Ciel only wanted to bring him to the party to distract him. To make sure he wouldn't be bothered while he went hunting. And Alois is tired of being treated as if he cannot handle the fact that Ciel is now a demon. A demon who needs to feed. He's never been more aware of Ciel's demonhood than he is now, and that is why he has decided to take a different approach with him. No pleads, no crying, no cheerfulness. If what Ciel wants right now is to deal with other demons, then Alois will behave as one.

And eventually, Ciel comes back home. When he finally sees him on the doorstep, silent as a shadow, Alois speaks.] Finally. You've stayed out for a long time. [There's no accusation in his voice. The tone is smooth and even welcoming.]

[closed rp] on going

bloodcakedarmor — Sat, 07 Jan 2012 18:12:04 GMT

When; The afternoon of January 5th
Rating; G
Characters; Derek Morgan & Euphemia li Britannia
Summary; Regarding Cain Hargreaves' disappearance. Dean asked Derek to question Euphie. And so he does, plus catching up with her.
Log;

Derek steps into the Turnabout Cafe and easily spots Euphie. She's always been kind of hard to miss for him. It's been awhile since he's seen her though so he's actually looking forward to this meeting, business aside. He's pretty sure she had nothing to do with Cain Hargreaves' disappearance. But Dean had asked someone on the Police Force to go speak with her and Derek had volunteered, which was what had brought him here in the first place.

He'd never been in this cafe before so he takes a moment to look around at his surroundings before walking over to Euphie. “So what would you recommend here?”

Closed ; on going

iam_thebadwolf — Thu, 05 Jan 2012 21:43:51 GMT

When; January 2 noonish
Rating; PG
Characters; Jack Harkness & Rose Tyler
Summary; Just lunch. Nothing to see here.
Log;

Rose is sitting in an out of way corner at the cafe with a cup of tea in front of her. She's waiting for Jack and she's a bit early. She's dressed for work in nicer clothes than she usually wears: slacks, flats and a warm jumper. There's probably a bit of gold and bronze paint still left in her hair from her adventure painting the flat with the Doctors. She's trying very hard to look nonchalant. Sure, this lunch is about catching up with Jack, which she hasn't done in far too long but she's got something else on her mind. Something that Jack just might be able to help her with or at least put her on the right path.

forourqueen — Tue, 03 Jan 2012 18:39:36 GMT

When; January 4th, evening
Rating; R for zombieness
Characters; Asshole rogue (forourqueen) and lady in distress (misterblackbird)
Summary; Gabriel has had enough of the ticking. His solution? Kidnap some company.
Log;

Tick-tock. Tick-tock..

Gabriel had always praised himself in taking the Forsaken motto into his shriveled old heart, but after a week of increasingly louder ticking, 'patience' was wearing thin and 'discipline' was going the same way. This was rather shameful for someone used to a rather sinister amount of terrible things in his everyday existence. Adding to that, he was used to remaining still for weeks in one place and tolerating the endless sobbing and crying from the text subjects of the Apothecaries. But ticking? That apparently got to him.

That was why he had spent a couple of days watching the general population, hidden in the shadows and moving in stealth from place to place while taking a few mental notes about the people living in this 'City'. Not all of them were human, and many of them were beings he had never seen before. The variations were staggering, so he had to make up a list of what he desired in a companion.

They had to be male. Gabriel couldn't stand women crying and whining, and there was just something about them that made him angry. They also had to be human, or at least elven. Gabriel didn't trust any of these other creatures, and he knew the anatomy of elves and humans well enough to know how to knock them out... and get rid of them later.

He was ticking off possible targets on his mental list, following a couple of men around for a while to learn their habits and possible abilities - no need to rush head first into friends or a spell, after all. Soon, he had narrowed it down to just one. A fairly inconspicuous fellow that seemed about average in most ways. He was also traveling alone most of the time, which was why he seemed like a perfect target.

So here Gabriel was, waiting in a quiet and empty area. Shifted into the shadows and invisible for the naked eye, the undead man rolled his daggers between his bony fingers while waiting for his target to pass by. He knew that this man took the way home, so it was only a matter of time.

closed: motives and with-actions can within

am_i_being_rude — Mon, 02 Jan 2012 08:05:12 GMT

When: Boxing Day eveningish. Right after the best display of literal self-loathing any curse has yet been able to produce.
Rating: S for Scolding, with an occasional pSH for post-Scolding Hug.
Characters: The Doctor (with the hair) am_i_being_rude and Rose Tyler iam_thebadwolf
Summary: Ten ran into the kitchen to get ice for Rose's face and didn't come back.
Log:

Jumping on the excuse to leave the room, he'd all but bolted into the kitchen entirely under the presumption that he was really going to get some ice and then go back out there. A few minutes later now, and all he had was some melting ice in a bit of square cloth he couldn't identify as either a dishrag or a washcloth, supposing there even was a difference. The entire sequence of events was still playing out repeatedly in his mind, mostly out of sheer disbelief, as though going back through it enough would show him the point where it didn't actually happen. And it wasn't really so much just this single incident. Things had been building to a head like this for a while now, and now that they were here, he found he really wasn't very sure what to do about them.

Closed: Tea For Two

coyote_walking — Mon, 02 Jan 2012 00:00:59 GMT

When; Backdated to Friday afternoon
Rating; Oh, can't imagine it would be more than PG.
Characters; Mercy (coyote_walking) and Eagle (eagleofautozam)
Summary; Eagle and Mercy meet for tea
Log;

Mercy had agreed to meet Eagle for tea and tea cakes on Friday afternoon. She'd only actually 'met' him once before, when she'd been cursed to forget things and he'd helped her get home. But he'd always gone out of his way to be kind to her and Mercy didn't have enough friends that she'd turn away an offer of friendship. So she was here, a little early, waiting for him.

Action Ongoing Closed

whattingawhat — Wed, 28 Dec 2011 22:10:10 GMT

When; December 21st Evening
Rating; PG possibly PG-13
Characters; Buffy Summers whattingawhat & Dominick Cobb spinorfall
Summary; Dom + Buffy + Dinner=awkward times
Log;

Dinner is a nice break from the insanity that seems to have taken over everything. Dawn has recently broke the happiness spell she'd put on Buffy and that's left her with a lot to deal with emotionally. This provides a little bit of a break from dealing with those things. She knows she can't run from them the way she's been doing lately and she's not. She's really not. It's just a break. Promise, Mom. In addition to all of that, Buffy has been looking forward to the chance to dress up and get to know someone that's already interesting and a lot of fun to talk to. Dom manages to keep speed with Buffy's conversation; it's a feat not everyone can manage so Buffy is a little curious to see how he handles it in person. She arrives a little bit early--not an escape from the warehouse; okay maybe a little one--and gets a table along with a nice bottle of red wine. She likes this moment of having nothing else to do but sip wine and wait for someone to arrive. It's a rare 'nothing is expected of her' moment.

HOLIDAY CHARITY GALA | OPEN

ironmanic — Thu, 22 Dec 2011 23:55:15 GMT

WHEN; December 23 | 7:00 p.m. | City Solutions
RATING; G
CHARACTERS; Everyone
SUMMARY; On behalf of City Solutions- welcome. The party don't start 'til you walk in ♥
LOG;

ENTRANCE | LOBBY
The entrance hall is sleek, white, pristine and sparkling. The decoration here bright and festive - it's difficult to miss the large pine tree in the entryway, and one of the security personnel will be taking your coats with a bow and smile (perhaps even without a bow and smile, doesn't everyone like the brooding and mysterious type?).

BALLROOM
Up a few flights of stairs or up an equally clean and white elevator is the ballroom, brightly lit and seemingly impossible with its darkened ceiling, twinkling with stars and the gentle fall of snow that disappears as it descends. Long, tasteful garlands of holly and festive greenery sparkle with a frost that isn't cold but melts at the touch. For light, candles float just high enough to be out of reach. Enjoy the panoramic view - the room's surrounded with glass windows. Take a seat and enjoy the music and dancing. Rock and roll and classic piano pieces. Jingle Bell Rock is strictly prohibited.

REFRESHMENTS | BAR
A little off to the side is a fully stocked bar and refreshment area, where waitresses and waiters carry glass trays of various drinks and appetizers. Enjoy a glass of champagne or plate of tiny finger sandwiches. Oddly, there are also donuts. Glazed.

VIP ACCESS
Only those who have purchased the superfly tricked-out cool people package are allowed in this quieter, exclusive bar.

POWDER ROOM
Even people in fancy dresses and expensive suits need to take a break, personal or otherwise. Down the hallway and to the right, you'll find the rest rooms. Don't worry, JARVIS won't be watching.

PLAZA
For those who wish to enjoy the crisp winter night air, the ballroom leads right out to the plaza. No, the palm trees may not be the most traditional, but the layers of decorative snow and pinpricks of light hidden in the large leaves are romantic enough, certainly. A glorious view of the City skyline, the night sky, and at the end of the night, the bright fireworks display.

FIREWORKS
At midnight, enjoy the bright shower of color and light as the Weasley twins orchestrate the final show, spelling words and manipulating trajectories in a way normal snap-crackle-pop fireworks cannot. Whether inside in the ballroom or outside on the plaza, it's impossible to miss. Santa Clause has been forbidden to make an appearance.

OTHER
Various hallways, the staircase, the elevators, and any other location are open for attendants to explore. Workshops and laboratories have been closed off for the event, but an empty room or three may have been forgotten for those who'd like a more private setting. JARVIS has his eye on you.

OOC
Feel free to be completely imaginative in setup, setting, surroundings, furniture, decoration, refreshments served, types of drinks served, music played, and anything else you can think of. Dance, be merry, and don't worry about the specifics. Put up an empty comment or a description of where your character will be and links to what he/she will be wearing or option C (the all-encompassing miscellaneous option). Action or prose is also up to you and your preferences ♥

thekidsare0kay — Sun, 18 Dec 2011 00:06:36 GMT

When; This weekend!
Rating; T for troll shenanigans
Characters; Eridan, Sollux, and Karkat
Summary; Family curse shenanigans are a go. Karkat is a single mother of a very trying bipolar teenaged kid, who has the most annoying boyfriend in the multiverse.
Log;

Sollux cursed as he stomped out of his room. Eridan was on his way over to hang out, and he wanted to be ready, but life was hard for a teenager with an attitude, and a mother with anger management issues.

"Mom!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. "Where are my thockth?"

ronderotarel — Sat, 17 Dec 2011 19:53:48 GMT

When; December 15
Rating; PG
Characters; Alois Trancy ronderotarel and Ciel Phantomhive eidoloncast
Summary; Alois said some bad things to Ciel. He's going to apologize.
Log;

Right now, Alois really feels nothing more than a little kid. It's unlike him to feel this way. Despite all his insecurities, he's always had a confident way of carrying himself. But not now. Shame makes him lower his gaze and hunch his shoulders.
He said terrible things to Ciel, and he wants to apologize. Granted, Ciel wasn't nice to him either, but Alois' self-esteem is so low right now he feels like Ciel has all the right to treat him like the dirt he is. He claims to hate Sebastian because he's a mocking bastard who hurts people with his stupid witty comments, but how has he proved of being any better? It's probably terribly hard for Ciel to accept he's been left all alone in this city and that Sebastian isn't coming to get him. Now Alois understands why he got so mad when he invited all those people over or when he tried to force him into being cheerful. He won't make the same mistake twice.
He'd want Ciel to open up to him. He'd do his best to comfort him if he did, but he knows it won't happen. Ciel's pride prevents him from showing weakness.
That is why Alois isn't looking for an apology when he walks in Ciel's study. He doesn't want to force Ciel to be someone he's not.

"Ciel-- "

closed; why a man cannot have wings

astorminhiswake — Wed, 14 Dec 2011 20:04:08 GMT

When; 11 Dec, evening
Rating; G
Characters; Rose (iam_thebadwolf) and the Doctor (astorminhiswake)
Summary; The Doctor (with the ears) just found out that Rose is dating the Doctor (with the hair). There are feelings about this.
Log;

The Doctor fished in his pocket for the housekey (coming up with a banana, 3 different lengths of wire, and the sonic screwdriver first, but he found it eventually). It was late. He was bad at moving through time like a normal person did, and rarely paid attention to it unless he had to. Just one more thing to dislike about this City. All of the structure chafed at him.

The snow on his head had mostly melted, but he brushed it off his coat. He thought about taking it off, but he liked the coat, and although he'd be loathe to admit it, it was something like armor for him, protection from the outside world. A completely mental distinction, as it wouldn't keep him safe from bullets or knives or anything like that, but he felt better in it. So it stayed.

It was late, and he didn't even know if Rose would still be awake. But he'd come back like he'd promised. The walk had done him some good, given him time to get his thoughts together. He was still restless, but he felt a little better. He wasn't entirely sure that he wouldn't haul off and punch his future self, next time he saw him, but that didn't seem to be a possibility at the moment. Rose had probably warned him.

The Doctor shut the door quietly, kicking the snow off his boots, and made his way to the kitchen. He could use a cup of tea.

thekidsare0kay — Sun, 04 Dec 2011 05:23:44 GMT

When; December 3rd. The coolkid's birthday.
Rating; PG...with sloppy makeouts likely.
Characters; Sollux Captor thekidsare0kay and Dave Strider ironicool, with possible cameo by Bro "D" Strider ironiking
Summary; It's Dave's six-and-a-bitth wriggling day! ...or rather, his 14th birthday.

Sollux had taken to just walking in when he got to Dave's room, but since tonight he knew Dave was going to a restaurant with Bro, he didn't want to accidentally interrupt something extremely ...ironic.

So he knocked and then leaned against the wall to wait.

azhdarchidae — Fri, 02 Dec 2011 02:00:11 GMT

When; Dec 1
Rating; Variable; starts G
Characters; Janine and OPEN
Summary; Janine visits Xanadu.
Log;
Janine lined herself up for the approach. In her weeks since arriving at the City she'd never gone into it. Flown over it the other day when there'd been those stone angel things, yes, but that was as close as she'd come. But this morning, it was cold. No frost that she could see, but her breath condensed in twin plumes.

She glided down with wings spread wide, the trailing edge of her chilled wing membranes flexing up and down as she killed her momentum, losing speed and altitude. Janine descended as far as was feasible, changing her orientation so her feet were downwards and ready. At last, when she stalled, backwinging twice to cut as much momentum as she could, she was close and slow enough to drop to those feet and run some distance, wings starting to tuck but still half-open and adjusting until they folded neatly and she dropped down onto her clawed hands.

Janine looked along her own back, ignoring the shells clicking around her neck. Landings were... tricky things. Her wing membranes attached shoulder to wrist and finger to below the knee; she physically could not hover, she couldn't even backwing as effectively as a bird could, and there was the fact that standing on all fours with her neck high she was twelve feet tall. But she was getting better at it, and that had been a pretty creditable one. No matter now. She lowered her neck and gigantic beak out before her like a knight's lance, and ambled through the garden entrance. It would be warmer here, right?

[Please state where in Xanadu your character meets her, and only one can see the landing. Thank you!]

Closed

vitalistic — Tue, 29 Nov 2011 04:02:15 GMT

When; 11/27
Rating; PG at most
Characters; Estelle and Flynn
Summary; Estelle dreams of a "memory" involving killing a dear friend.
Log; [It was vivid. Too vivid. She felt emotionless during this ‘dream’, as if this was what she was to do. That it was necessary, that even if it resulted in this person’s death, it was okay. This person who was someone whom she greatly cared about. …but why? Why was she hurting him?

Why?

Flynn, why was she hurting Flynn? Yet she couldn’t stop herself, nor ccould she bring herself to care in this ‘dream’. No, please don’t die! There has to be something she can do! She’s a healer, right? She can do something, oh, why wasn’t she moving? Oh, there, she was going towards him, everything else around Flynn was fuzzy, but there were other people there, too. Still, she did nothing and naturally they attack her. Why wouldn’t they, if she did something this awful to Flynn?

It was just moments after that that she woke up in a cold sweat. Her heart was beating frantically, in fear for what ‘she’ had just done. Bringing her hand to her chest, she felt her own heart beat pounding, panting away, and trying to calm herself down. Her natural instinct was to find Flynn first and make sure that her dream wasn’t some nasty premonition. It felt so real that in a way, she saw it as such. Making sure she was in suitable dress to leave her room, she walked down the hallway. Her first thought was to go into the kitchen, where she indeed saw Flynn.

A few moments passed as she stared at him, making sure she was okay, making sure she was okay enough to approach him. After some muddled thoughts, she let her instincts take over as she ran up to him, giving him a tight embrace without warning and rested her head against his chest.]

Log; Closed : Ongoing

dude_imbatman — Mon, 28 Nov 2011 21:36:36 GMT

When; November 27
Rating;PG-13
Characters; Sam Winchester & Dean Winchester
Summary; Somebody traded memories and now in typical Winchester fashion, they don't want to talk about it.
Log;

Dean is sitting in Mary's kitchen at the island, eating waffles like it's his job. He isn't eating with the gusto he usually does. In fact, if his plate were traded out for anything else, he probably wouldn't notice. This is serious business and it's messing with Dean's love of food. If his eating weren't cue enough, it's clear from the stony expression on his face that something is bothering him. He's locked down to the point of showing absolutely no emotion. See, he woke up with memories that weren't his. In fact, they were Sam's memories of that night he flat lined, the night that John made the deal and Sam thought he was going to have to spend his life without Dean. In a way, it feels like Dean has let Sam down. He wasn't there when Sam needed. It doesn't matter to Dean that he wasn't there because he was busy dying, just that he wasn't there.

log | closed

notflynn — Sat, 26 Nov 2011 06:15:15 GMT

When; Sometime after this post
Rating; PG
Characters; Yuri Lowell [notflynn] + Flynn Scifo [srslynotguy]
Summary; The Talk
Log; [He promised, and when Yuri makes a definite promise, he at least tries to go through with it. Especially one so simple like this- all he has to do was talk to the guy. Which seems easy at first, but considering he'd actually been trying to avoid running into the Commandant for weeks, now, it is, of course, hard to find him.

Until they bump into each other in the hallway.

Yuri reaches to grab Flynn's wrist, eyes determined but not unfriendly. There's just a seriousness, and Yuri has to remind himself that this is for Estelle. And in a way- he's kind of curious himself. What exactly is he missing out on? Why, despite barely knowing the guy, can he tell how hurt he is?]

Hey- we need to talk.

closed to invitees: in progress: gathering-style, threadjacking encouraged

char_he_mcgee — Thu, 24 Nov 2011 12:43:25 GMT

When; Thanksgiving Day
Rating; PG for now, subject to change
Characters; The people Charlie invited to Thanksgiving
Summary; Charlie throws her first Thanksgiving dinner ever.
Log;

Charlie was sure of one thing at the moment and that was she was never doing this again. Ever. Screw Christmas or any other holiday that asked for this much food. She wasn't doing it.

For starters, she had been cooking since Tuesday. That was small things like rolls and an attempt at cranberry sauce which was thrown down the garbage disposal because it had gone wrong. And toasting bread for stuffing.

And then Wednesday had been more shopping and more cooking and that had been the bigger things like baked macaroni and cheese, mashed potatoes, a few vegetable side dishes and another attempt at cranberry sauce that had gone significantly better. And just seconds after she'd gotten into bed, she had the brilliant idea to slow roast the turkey so, after looking up how to do it, she set her alarm to wake up just in time to get that started. It was kind of gross, removing things from the inside of the turkey and restuffing it with bunches of herbs and spices and a couple orange halves just to keep it from drying. That had also been a bit earlier than she'd liked and now she was kind of tired.

But there were still errands to run, last minute things to finish and a dress to buy, though that was more an attempt to make herself look as though she really could do this and wasn't at all half dead on her feet.

Which she was. So, people she's invited, you guys better appreciate the efforts she went through for you all.

Closed

vitalistic — Sat, 19 Nov 2011 02:57:26 GMT

When; Backdated to November 17
Rating; PG at most
Characters; Tyr and Estelle
Summary; They both need to get their minds off sad things, so Estelle invites Tyr over for some dinner!
Log;
[It’s been a hard few weeks on Estelle, but she had been doing everything to hold herself up. Everything would be okay, she knew it would be. Though, without Rita there, she really didn’t know who to turn to in hard times. And Yuri? She wouldn’t dare put any more pressure on him than he already has now. It wouldn’t be right of her. Same with Flynn. Yet she remembered there was one person she may be able to speak to, and also may need some comfort himself.

Contacting Tyr, she had invited him over for dinner. Figuring out a dish he rather enjoyed, at least from what she heard from him, she started to prepare some beef stew. It was warm, filling and something about the dish itself was comforting. By inviting him over, she also invited him to cook with her if he would so like. If not, he could simply take comfort in the dining room knowing that he has a friend here to support him. A friend who knew Rita well and they could perhaps talk about the good times they had with her, rather than dwelling on her absence.]

log; closed; and everything changes

tainted_loyalty — Sat, 19 Nov 2011 02:43:32 GMT

When; Friday afternoon
Rating; PG
Characters; Riffael Raffit, Dr. Jezebel Disraeli, Alexis Hargreaves
Summary; Riff gets sick. Alexis and co. decide to... help him.
Log;

Despite Sakura's healing, and despite the fact that his body was no longer wounded and physically should have been fine, Riff had found himself in the last few weeks only getting weaker. It was a slow, tiring process, aching limbs one day and coughing up blood the next, trying to take care of himself and visiting the pharmacy and the healer and most importantly trying not to worry Cain.

Before Alexis's arrival, he might have considered going to that Doctor Disraeli again; the man had helped him before, he had to grudgingly admit, and for whatever reason that had been, he might just help him again. But with Alexis in the City and Jezebel once more surely under his control, that option had become even more risky than it inherently was. He could not trust them.

And so he was left with trips to healers who didn't know what was wrong with him and medicines that only stalled symptoms without treating anything. It wasn't pneumonia. It wasn't any disease anyone seemed to be able to recognize. It frightened him-- but Cain needn't know that, Cain needn't worry. He would patch himself up and keep going; it was simply what one did in such situations.

Leaving the pharmacy with a fresh bag of cough medicines and fever reducers--at least drugs in the City were impressively advanced--Riff turned onto the street to head back to the Opera House.

log: nathan and charlie: closed to nathan: in progress

char_he_mcgee — Fri, 18 Nov 2011 22:05:15 GMT

When; Earlier this week
Rating; PG-13
Characters; Nathan Young and Charlie McGee
Summary; Charlie's not a drinker. However, for the sake of entertaining ~~a friend~~ someone she tolerates talking to, she's going to meet him at a bar and try to blow fireballs with her ability and some shots. This may not be the best decision ever.
Log;

The main reason Charlie didn't feel like going out with a group of people was it was a group of people. She had her friends. She had a growing social life, much to her surprise. Lunch dates with Tony. Time with Bucky and Steve. Hanging out with Liz and anyone else she'd been spending time with.

She also had work and that kept her around people but in a social setting, she just couldn't do large groups. So, she agreed to meet Nathan at a bar. Not that she was going to drink anything at all. She was here to try something. Something possibly stupid as fuck, but she was still going to try it.

And then there was the fact that she and Nathan had never actually met face to face, save for that Fifties curse where he insisted she give him a blow-job. Which, for the record, never happened. Since then, they spoke on the device, but that was basically it.

So, she was now waiting for him outside the bar, seated on a bench nearby with her elbow on her knee and her chin in her hand, watching people and keeping an eye out for Nathan.

Log; Closed; Sorry For Being A Dick???

ironiking — Mon, 14 Nov 2011 09:35:14 GMT

When; Today. When both Striders are awake. So. Probably around noon.
Rating; PG-13 because Striders.
Characters; Striders?!
Summary; Bro didn't know Dave existed over the weekend. And said some pretty awful things. Also he doesn't know how to feelings, or how apology formed.
Log;Bro has reread the log 15 gut-wrenching times by the time he makes himself show up at Dave's apartment. He has to. He can't let that sit. There is no universe in which Bro Strider will let that sit. Okay, well, apparently there is at least one, and he wants to go to that universe and beat the everloving shit out of that asshole who is not at all him. Who would tell Dave he wasn't a Strider. As if that was possible.

Naturally, he lets himself in, because if he was Dave, he wouldn't let him in. He's halfway tempted to leave a 'Sorry for being such a douchebag' note but he's aware that isn't going to cut it. This is such a dumbshit thing to be afraid of. Like if he gets this wrong, Dave will shun him forever. He has to find him, and face him.

Another undignified product of society...

dulcisnuntius — Mon, 14 Nov 2011 01:50:45 GMT

When; November 13th, a few hours before midnight
Rating; pg-13 - R
Characters; Dulcie, Dean, Castiel, anyone else who wants to get involved
Summary; Hey, remember that time an evil angel blew up the carousel? You're about to...
Log;

Just about done here. It took her a few hours of teleporting in and out of the right shops, sending in enough distractions to keep the shop keepers occupied. But she has it. Enough explosives to makes a good-sized crater where the City Carousel used to be. She's just twisting off the last few wires to set this sucker up. Still, she is doing something highly illegal in a public place. Anyone is bound to catch her at any minute...

azhdarchidae — Mon, 14 Nov 2011 00:39:56 GMT

When; November 11th, early afternoon
Rating; Hmm. PG-13 for blood and possibly moderate language.
Characters; Janine Farehouse, Rose Tyler
Summary; Janine has some puncture wounds from a pre-Poly encounter with a T. rex. She's also never seen a human body since becoming a Quetzalcoatlus. Rose can help with both!
Log;

Janine swung her big head down to look at the toothmarks on her underside again. It was tough to see anything through the bloodied not-hair covering most of her body, but one of them was dripping. Moriarty hadn't been biting down - not until he'd shaken his head and everything had gone dark, anyway; she had no idea what had happened then - but he'd still picked her up with a maw full of six-inch teeth, and she was not weightless.

It did hurt. She couldn't deny that. But her body did seem to have a high pain tolerance; what probably would have been enough to have her whimpering as a human was just a persistent stinging that got worse when she moved and the scabs broke open. That movement part bothered her. She wasn't hungry now - she'd just come back from a meal when all this had happened - but she would be later. Her body had to eat, often.

Whatever'd happened, here, worrying about it and wondering wouldn't fix anything. Janine refused to dwell on whether this was a trick, if Moriarty had bitten a huge chunk out of her after she'd passed out and this was a dying hallucination or anything like that. It wouldn't help her.

She kept an eye out in the general direction of that city. Janine knew she was bigger as a pterosaur - not that that had been hard, she'd always been short as a girl - but expected it to be in the six-feet-or-so range, so it was at around her own towering eye level that she was looking.

closed: ongoing.

am_i_being_rude — Sat, 12 Nov 2011 04:38:59 GMT

When: Forward-dated by like... wharblgarble number of weeks. Ish.
Rating: PG.
Characters: The Tenth Doctor and Rose Tyler.
Summary: Rose has been wearing Ten's clothes.
Log:

It's morning-time. At present, the Doctor is in his room, attempting to find clothes he can wear. There is a very specific reason why this is difficult, and mildly annoying, even though at the same time it's sort of amazing. And maddening. He's got the door shut, but since Rose has never come in he's not concerned with locking it or anything like that. But he is rushing around trying to find pants and shirts beyond the very basic under-versions he's got of both of them on at the moment.

[closed; in progress]

tainted_loyalty — Fri, 11 Nov 2011 07:26:26 GMT

When: November 10th
Rating: PG.
Characters Riffael Raffit and Haruno Sakura
Summary: Sakura comes to the Opera House to heal Riff
Log:

The last thing he wants to do is make Cain worry. Riff keeps his word, speaking with the healer and setting a date, the sooner the better-- east enough, apparently, when she herself had wanted to come over immediately. He'd told her his location and now waited for her in one of the downstairs rooms that had probably once been dressing rooms for the star actors of the now-empty stage. But it was comfortable here, couches and coffee tables in the foyer before the roomful of vanity mirrors. Riff kept his Device on hand in case she called again.