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27 April 2008 @ 12:17 am
008--Today is a birthday we wonder for who, we know that it's somebody right in this room....  
[So, in honor of her birthday, Rose Tyler has set up typical birthday party things--cake, pie, party hats, cola, cookies, and food in general. And there are streamers. OH YES. They're pink.]

...I don't think I'm forgetting anything. Oh! Right! [And there's a game of pin the tail on the donkey hanging up on a tree]. Love that game.

((It's Rose's 21st birthday, she's throwing a party, feel free to threadhop, blah blah blah, you know the drill.))
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27 April 2008 @ 01:10 am
 
[Cy appears on the Plane, looking totally out of it. She's sitting, small and wide-eyed and confused, amidst the scattered bodies of dead cats. They're sad, grotesque creatures, some missing eyes, or a leg, some unnaturally large, almost all missing hair around the face and neck. Most have wounds, some shallow and unhealed, others recent, signs of a brutal fight. Many of them are charred. The one closest to Cy has wires wound up into one of its eye sockets.

She walks over to him, dabs gently at his face, and starts trying ineffectively to clean the soot from around his nose.]

Wake up, brother. There's dances to be done. Wake up. You can find the road again. Please?
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27 April 2008 @ 02:00 pm
004 - Undercover  
[Misaki shows up on the Plane, next to where she left her kitchen table during her first visit. There’s a stack of files and a large, crumpled-up map under her arm; once again, she looks very, very pissed.
She slams the files down and spreads the map across the table; it’s an overview of Tokyo, marked with red and blue dots in eight locations (four of each), and outlined in a grid. She weighs the corners down with a few polished rocks from her pockets and sits, dragging the files toward herself.]
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27 April 2008 @ 03:18 pm
Scene 007 - Backstage  
[Sitting cross-legged on the floor of the Astral Plane, fairly out of the way, he is not even here, oh no~ Don't even pay attention!

Around him there are plenty of various, expensive looking tools, mostly small ones, because he is dealing with a tiny motor. Since, ATs still needs to be repaired, updated, and all that jazz. Not the best part of being a stormrider, considering it's a messy and a tiring work, but it has to be done. Juliet could ask others to do it, but he doesn't trust anyone when it comes to ATs, so he is stuck with the task.

And if you can do all this without worrying about time, then why not~? So have a Juliet who is maintaining his skates, humming to entertain himself.]


My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
And they're like...

[stops to concentrate on twisting a tiny screw.]

It's better than yours,
Damn right it's better than yours, [smirks]
I can teach you,
But I have to charge~
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27 April 2008 @ 09:12 pm
002; fights  
[the Brig arrives on the Astral Plane, looking just a tad bit roughed up] Oh, of all the...


Someone do please remind me not to attempt to break up fights with soldiers possessing horns. I almost found myself impaled.
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