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19 October 2008 @ 12:14 am
041: Hey, It's Just an Ordinary Day  
[Hei appears on the Plane in a nice armchair, a coffee table and a widescreen TV. There's various plates of half-eaten food on the table that Hei is slowly working through, as well as a stack of papers with handwritten notes on them. Some of them look to be notes about cars again, but there's also some scribbles with a few Tokyo districts written down, as well as what look like details about them.]

[For now, though, Hei seems to be preoccupied with what's on the TV. Namely, I Love the 70's. 1974, to be exact--and even more specifically, the segment on The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Deadpool got Hei to watch I Love the 80's, and Hei decided to follow up :|]

Killing someone with a chainsaw wouldn't be very efficient, though...
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didorothy
19 October 2008 @ 12:52 am
I tried to telephone, they said you were not home [that's a lie]  
[holding a physically broken phone (landline, a snazzy 70's style one). It's cracked along the plastic, pieces dangling and so on. It happens to be from the office. Sorry, Gene.]

Does anyone here know how to repair a phone?
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19 October 2008 @ 01:58 pm
? 006 ?  
[In the ever-growing tradition of living room furniture appearing on the Plane, have an expensive white leather armchair containing one demon. The back of the armchair is reclined all the way so that Crowley is lying nearly flat. He's got on his usual white shirt and black slacks, sans tie and jacket today though. There's an icepack on his forehead which nearly conceals the fact that he doesn't have his glasses on either.]

[When he speaks, it's in a sort of low mutter:]

This...is not my year.
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19 October 2008 @ 06:14 pm
33  
[Juni is sitting cross legged with a book on her lap, it is a rather old book and she looks rather amused by it though underneath the open amusement there is a lurking expression of faint unease... Anyway, she is flicking through it and chuckling occasionally] Honestly... Some of the things that have been believed.... It's just preposterous, like any human could fly.

[Frown] But... No, it's just silly, that's all.

I don't even know why I'm reading it.

[OOC: Last experiment post]
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19 October 2008 @ 08:09 pm
 
[Dino is seated at the bar, a glass of something in front of him although he hasn't touched it yet. He looks very tired and he's not wearing his regular coat, only a light jacket that looks rumbled. Also, his arm is in a sling and he looks slightly beat up. He frowns at his glass.]

It doesn't make any sense...what were they trying for?
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19 October 2008 @ 08:22 pm
 
[the Doctor has brought the yellow console room chair and a small computer terminal to a secluded corner of the plane, and is attempting to fix this TARDIS problem once and for all. he's surrounded by printouts in Gallifreyan as well as various alien programming languages. also several empty/mostly empty containers of food. other than a few pops in and out to check on the situation and nab supplies, he's pretty much been camping on the plane.]

[ooc: This is much later than I intended sdasdsd School things really caught up to me last week. So let's assume this is either really complicated, or Nine has been getting distracted. |D]
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Genjyo Sanzo
19 October 2008 @ 08:50 pm
 
[Two men appear on the Plane. One is a blond monk, and he is holding a gun. The other is a smiling man with dark hair. They look around in confusion before spotting each other. They seem rather surprised to see each other.]


. . . Ah, Sanzo. So you're here as well.

... Where the fuck are we?

I would like to ask where you've been, but I suppose there's a time and place. At the moment, I'm afraid I can't exactly tell you where we seem to be -- though it's quite pretty, isn't it? Ah ha ha...

[He still has his gun out, glancing around suspiciously.] Tch. Pretty. Did you bring me here?

[He glances around warily, but he smiles in embarrassment] Oh dear, you're blaming me?

... [He's glaring at the stars as if they're withholding information.] Okay, if it wasn't you, then who was it? And how do we get out of here?

Well, it naturally couldn't have been me, and I don't expect it could have been you. Perhaps our kidnappers will be kind enough to appear and share that information with us?

Or just show up and gloat, like they usually seem to do. [There's a short pause before he asks, very grudgingly...] How's Goku?

. . . Ah. He's well. And how are your new traveling companions?

Hn. Annoying.

Aaaah, I suppose that's to be expected, given the company. <3

... Whoever kidnapped us is taking their own sweet time showing their face.

Do you think we ought to ask politely for them to appear? Perhaps they're waiting for an opportune moment.


((ooc: Dual introduction for Genjyo Sanzo and Cho Hakkai.))
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19 October 2008 @ 09:32 pm
Dossier Nineteen  
[Henrietta is cradling a small potted plant protectively against her chest, looking back and forth as though someone might appear to take it from her. Quietly, she tells it,]

I'll take you back later, after I talk to him, okay? I know there's no sun, but we'll find someplace nice. I promise.
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19 October 2008 @ 09:41 pm
.Ø28  
[Here is a Ryotarou. Ryotarou has a kitten! It is black, with white splotches on its paws and face like it fell in paint. It has very pretty, green eyes, and it is currently laying against Ryotarou's chest and purring heavily; someone missed Ryotarou while he was out of his reality and on the experiment.

Obviously, kittens are awesome for barrier lowering, because Ryotarou is murmuring to himself while watching the stars!]

I suppose it is a bit my fault... isn't it?
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19 October 2008 @ 10:31 pm
✘ 29  
[Ianto's sat in one of the cinema seats, occasionally flipping the page in his diary.  He doesn't really seem to actually be taking in what he's reading, though, and he seems to have given up on any real pretence of reading it a while ago.

Eventually he just shuts it, placing it on the seat next to him before resting his head in his hands.]
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