29 September 2008 @ 11:22 am
[Wild Ammy appeared!]

[She's wandering up and down the paths of faintly glowing trees that lead between each landmark on the Plane--the ones she set up way back during the Darkness. She's also checking around her forest.]


Everything seems to be in order. It has been quite some time since I've come here. I do hope nothing too terrible has happened?
 
 
29 September 2008 @ 02:43 pm
 
[ Kira's woven herself a web. It's between two of the glowing-path-trees near the bar, and is made up of thorny rose vines. Currently she's crouched at one corner of the web, not unlike a spider, watching anyone who goes by and smiling her creepy little smile. ]
 
 
Deadpool
29 September 2008 @ 05:31 pm
[Deadpool arrives on the plane in much better condition than last time both physically and otherwise. He is in a good mood.]

I'm trying to think of the right words...

[OK, I'll admit it. You were right and I was wrong.]

[But we're both the same person.]

[It's still true.]

[So I was right and wrong about the same thing at the same time? Doesn't that completely defy logic?]

[Never stopped us before. In fact that's probably why we could do what we just did.]

...Hmm, yeah, but how should I put it?

[So how did you know what would happen?]

[I didn't. Neither did the Skrulls. That's why it worked so well.]

[We're a genius.]

No, no, that doesn't sound punchy enough...

[Super-genius?]

[No. I refuse to share a title with a coyote. Particularly one that constantly fails his objective and blows himself up in the process.]

Well, when put like that, it's kind of fitting...

[No, he's right. The days of failure are behind us. They used to ignore us, but they can't anymore.]

[We're a force to be reckoned with again.]

[We're...]

UNSTOPPABLE!

[Deadpool flexes and cheers a bit]

[That'll do]
 
 
Current Mood: accomplished
 
 
[She's curled up in a little ball under a frayed old quilt on a couch that looks like it gave up on life a while ago and now just waits for the end. It sighs stuffing out of its cushions every time Misaki moves. Her hair is in a flyaway French braid. Haruki curls up next to her head, wriggles around and curls up again. By her feet and on the floor are a scattering of papers that look like homework--and a little notebook with an embroidered cloth cover. If you guessed that it's Misaki's journal? You would be 100% correct.]
 
 
29 September 2008 @ 10:25 pm
[Ianto appears, back in his usual suits for the first time since his experiment.  He's a bit more awkward than normal, but other than that he's his old self again.]

Right.  Well, I'm pretty sure I'm back to normal.

...Jack?  I think I need to talk to you.  And Diva.  Just... not at the same time.

 
 
Current Mood: uncomfortable
 
 
29 September 2008 @ 10:50 pm
 
[Rose Tyler is sitting on the bar, eating ice cream cake. And there's a pie next to her. Anyway, she's eating ice cream cake straight out of the box with a very large fork that probably belonged to her toddler brother at some point]

Right, well. I have no clue whose face I'm eating, but it's delicious. And almost as good for stress as explosions.

Still, though. An explosion can't hurt.

[By the way. She has a detonator. And she pressed a button and blew up something not too far away on the plane.]

Much better.
 
 
Current Mood: hungry