[identity profile] sensiblesusan.livejournal.com
Sometimes, in quiet moments, Susan Sto Helit reflects that even by the standards of a flat planet borne on the backs of four elephants standing on the shell of the great galactic turtle A'Tuin, the twists and turns her life has taken have been exceptionally strange.
Getting an education was a bit like a communicable sexual disease. It made you unsuitable for a lot of jobs and then you had the urge to pass it on. )
And the page turns, and one day—no one is sure exactly when—the First Aid Station is empty.

((And with that, I bid farewell to my longest-standing RP character. We've come a long way and, as several of you know very well, have been through quite a bit together. She'll be back, somewhere or somewhen else, and in my fic, but for now—adieu, and thanks.))
[identity profile] oui-ministre.livejournal.com
Beaufort's attempt at a discussion with Franziska had not gone as well as he expected, and it was definately troubling him. This could have just been because he was thinking 'Nazinazinazi' the whole way through the discussion and she didn't seem to be doing much to prove otherwise. However, this didn't mean that she didn't worry him, or even, on some levels, scare him. He was also struck with a painful realisation that all he could do was either ignore her or negotiate with her. Not that the latter had got him very far. He came to the conclusion that a second opinion might be a good idea; after all, he knew that the German fascist image in his head might not be a fair one seventy years on and maybe he'd just percieved her wrongly. He didn't even know she had a whip, yet, though.

He decided to write to John Adams, in the hope that he could see it from a more ahistorical point of view, or at least that he could provide some perspective. He would have actually written to him on a much more friendly basis if he hadn't been entirely distracted for the past few weeks by attempting to seduce the company of Percy's wife.

Letter to John Adams. )
[identity profile] soho-angel.livejournal.com
One quiet afternoon found Aziraphale at the bulletin board, putting up a notice written in old-fashioned flowing script.

Ladies and Gentlemen,

A non-denominational, interfaith prayer assembly will be held at the Golden Horsehoe in Frontierland, three nights hence at sunset. All are welcome, regardless of faith or lack thereof, who come with respect and peaceable intentions.

If interested, please make a note of it here or via post to Mr. Fell at Club 33. Questions or comments are welcome.


((Sylar is scheduled to wander by and be a nuisance, but anyone else who wants to get involved is welcome))
[identity profile] philosopher-rex.livejournal.com

Read more... )

((Btw, if your character didn't audition but is still listed as participating somehow, don't worry about it. T-Rex realized he didn't have enough volunteers to fill out everything he wanted to fill, so he just started listing random people he knew or knew of. He'll be by no means forcing anyone to participate, so if you want, feel free to ignore him and he'll work around it. Of course, anyone who's happy with their roles and would like to participate, feel free! Also, if you're not listed and would like to participate, he'll find some way to squeeze you in, believe me.))
[identity profile] yousir-mesir.livejournal.com
A Call for Artists, Actors, and Amateurs of Both Varieties!

Lud love us, we are without a theatre troupe of any kind. The horror! The inhumanity! It must be remedied, good neighbours, for only le bon Dieu knows we need a bit more amusement in this place. I call for a company to be formed with the expressed purpose of putting on plays and other such delights of the stage in order to give our fellow inhabitants of the Park a bit of ... culture and new entertainment.

Auditions to join the company will be held at that stage by the large, fake castle at midday in two days hence...or rather, two nights hence as it's demmed difficult to tell days. Experience need not required - anyone with a fancy to act may come and try their hand.

The first play shall be Much Ado About Nothing, which should be familiar to those who've read their Shakespeare. Everyone is welcome to try out for a specific role, however all that is needed is a five minute performance - anything and all things - to gage artistic flair and style.

Again, and in list form!

Auditions for the Disney Theatre Troupe (gad, awful name, I know)
Where: Stage in front of the insult to castle-building (Cinderella's Castle, I do believe?)
When: Midday, when the sun is just above you, two nights hence
Why: THEATRE! (Much Ado About Nothing, specifically)
What to bring: A five-minute piece to preform (a soliloquy, a song, a dance, zooks, whatever strikes!)

Questions, inquiries, comments should be directed to Sir Percival Blakeney, Baronet. Lud!

Letter to Kit )
To Una )
M. Booth )

Md. Marguerite St Just (Blakeney) )

Two days hence, Percy sat down with a pen in his hand by the stage... )

(( Yes, that's right, a theatre company! Woo! The ever-helpful wiki entry for Much Ado About Nothing. Again, you can bother Percy with questions and whatnot, as well as have your character(s) audition in this post....to keep it all nice and in the same spot, of course.))
[identity profile] john-adams-1776.livejournal.com
Dear Sir,

I have, as promised, looked into some literary materials for you. If you are at all interested in pursuing a theatrical performance, perhaps you'd enjoy undertaking Moliere's
Malade Imaginaire or Cyrano de Bergerac. On the English side of the dramatic world, you might prefer the scandalous Lover's Vows or Shakespeare's Much Ado About Nothing. Mr. Fell, whose name I believe I mentioned to you, has all of these works in his collection and I have amused myself over the past weeks in reading them over. Having never seen a play before, as I believe I told you, I am no judge as to which might be a simple or an arduous undertaking to perform; I merely consult my own preferences when recommending these to you as having small casts and turns toward the comedic. Still, I would assist in any manner possible if I might have the honor of seeing you act. I do not mean to press, however. You may do with these recommendations as you wish.

Your most humble servant,
J. Adams
[identity profile] oui-ministre.livejournal.com
After seeing Cayce's poll on the bulletin board and much flicking through the notes he had already made on the park, Beaufort still found himself rather unable to answer some of the questions asked. Simply because most of them struck him as a lot more complicated as ticking a box. This reminded him that there were certain people who he needed to talk to on the subject on politics and the park. Notebly, historical figures.

Letter to John Adams )
[identity profile] yousir-mesir.livejournal.com
Normally when Percy suffered from the throes of boredom he'd seek out one of the members of his league to entertain him, or perhaps write another insufferably terrible poem to share with His Highness, the Prince of Wales. He'd go to London for a lark or race his yacht down the Thames, scheme another scheme or maybe even figure out another way to sneak into the chaotic streets of Paris. Now? Now all Percy could do was meddle in little ways. He did enjoy a good disguise.

Dressing up as an old hag had been easy, but to dress up as a pretty young woman? Well, that would be a challenge indeed. He had found a dress, something rose-coloured and pretty in one of the shops (he did suppose it was pretty, but the tailoring was poor...and confusing), and had disguised himself well. A painted lady! It made him laugh to see his own appearance. His breast was small and his shoulders were wide, and he looked more like a Hapsburg lady of old than a dainty maiden, but he was fair enough under all the makeup and lace and frills.

Ah, and now for the fun. He left Adventureland and just went walking, wondering who would be fooled and who would just think him completely mad. He kept a fan in front of his face and tried not to topple over in these demmed pumps.

Be Ours.

Feb. 14th, 2008 12:07 am
[identity profile] mickey-cops.livejournal.com
The music, mercifully, didn't start until an hour after dawn, and it was at around elevator music-volume and fairly ignorable until you started noticing what a bizarre jumble of songs from throughout recording history it was. As a matter of fact, it rather sounded as though forces with very little taste of their own had just cued up a random mix of anything labeled "love song," however appropriate or inappropriate, and had done with it. And then locked the door of the radio room behind them.

The decorations, however, had gone up at midnight, and if you'd been awake you might have seen them go up - strings of white and red heart-shaped lights unrolling and flinging themselves from place to place, great bunches of foil heart balloons tied here and there, vases of long-stemmed roses gently set down everywhere.

The shops were filled with formal wear; the restaurants, empty and attended alike, were lit with candles. All the water rides in the park gained little banners above their entrances reading "Tunnel of Love," and the characters within seemed to be doing a lot more offering of flowers and chocolates to each other than usual. (It was hard to say whether this was more disturbing from the pirates or from B'rer Rabbit and B'rer Fox.)

And every person in the park, whenever they woke up, found by their pillow a little pile of valentines, personalized just for them to send out, and a helpful list of all the people they might want to ask to be theirs. In other words, everyone. Oh, and a box of candy hearts, also personalized with adorable mottos.

Welcome to the most romantic place on Earth. Or...somewhere.

((Mushy songs to be posted here, OOCly and to your heart's content. Also feel free to comment here about your character's valentines and their reaction thereunto, or if you wish, to start a new post for those purposes. The lock's just a mundane deadbolt, so if your character gets fed up and decides to break it/pick it/use a spell on it they should be able to get in and take over.

Happy Valentine's Day!))
[identity profile] jolly-green-jen.livejournal.com
Jen had been walking down a street with Augustus "Pug" Pugliese, having a nice friendly conversation while transformed into the She-Hulk. Then she took a wrong turn and, well, this definitely wasn't New York anymore. Given the amount of times she's been instantly transported before, she wasn't too worried. But then, well, then she was getting questioned.

So a Jade Giant Wanders Into a Theme Park...(Application) )

((This application is for Jennifer Walters/The She-Hulk from Marvel Comics. She comes directly from the end of She Hulk Volume 2, issue 21, not-so-coincidently the end of the most recently issued trade paperback. I'm a new player. I hear y'all are friendly-like, and I hope to be fun for everyone to play with.))
[identity profile] john-adams-1776.livejournal.com
Dear Sir,

I know not if you have been subjected to the whims of the Park before, but on random occasions the residents of this place are forced to behave in ways in which they would not normally act, for a brief period of time. I am sure you are aware now that yesterday was one such occasion. We were both of us manipulated against our wills and I bear you no ill feeling for this. I can only hope for the same in return and will give you my greatest assurance that apart from Miss Sto Helit, with whom I have a long-term understanding, none shall know of our inadvertent indiscretion from my lips. Though my feelings for you are not what I expressed or implied upon our last meeting, please know that I respect you, Sir Percival, and would not be adverse to speaking with you again, as gentlemen and acquaintances. I apologize for any discomfort I may have unintentionally provoked and

I remain,
Your humble servant,
J. Adams

The handwriting in John's letter was firm and confident with no smudges or hesitations. This would be because of the dozen or so drafts that had been edited, copied, and burned.
[identity profile] sensiblesusan.livejournal.com
((Open to anyone who wants to ask Susan what the hell happened yesterday, commiserate, or otherwise chat with the poor woman about the horror of Bad Fanon Day. Pikachu-mun, if there's anything you want me to edit or fix, let me know.))

When Susan woke up and saw the small yellow creature snoozing next to her head on her pillow, she knew, with considerable despair, that it had not been a dream.

Bloody, bloody damn. )
[identity profile] john-adams-1776.livejournal.com
John peered critically at himself in the mirror: bright blue eyes, dark hair, proud chin. For some reason, he just couldn't get his cravat to look right this morning. Tom would have laughed. He always looked so nice. Even in shirtsleeves and with two days growth of beard...

But Tom wasn't here. Neither was Ben or even Rutledge who was an evil slave-owner but definitely had good fashion-sense and the youth, height, and looks to pull it off.

With a huff of annoyance, whether it was because of the cravat, his short stature, or because none of those men really understood what he was trying to do, the Boston lawyer left his temporary lodgings and walked down Main Street.
[identity profile] a-lonely-god.livejournal.com
One evening, shortly after sunset the TARDIS materialized suddenly beside the statue of Walt Disney in the center of the park. A moment later a tousled head popped out and glanced around in all directions. Then it disappeared back behind the blue wooden doors, although one remained slightly open. There was no one around to hear the voices within drifting out into the warm yet snowy darkness.

It’s all clear. )

((Feel free to marvel from afar, thread amongst yourselves, come up and bug the Time Lords, or whatever! We might take a little bit getting back to you, as Master-mun may not have interwebs much in the next few days, but we will.
[identity profile] john-adams-1776.livejournal.com
Thinking about Fay and Kurogane's wedding one morning, it occurred to John that he hadn't spoken with Susan on the matter since... Well, it had been some period and they had been otherwise pleasantly engaged at the time. While John knew he didn't need to ask formally, somehow it seemed more romantic to put it in writing, hence his letter.

My dearest Susan,

Would you do me the very great honor of attending Messrs Flourite and Kurogane's wedding with me?

The children can attend as well. I'm certain Master Calvin will not enjoy it, but I suggest it may assist in building his character to learn how to sit through a formal social ceremony with adults. And sweet Miss Pearl would take some pleasure in the activity, I believe. Perhaps we can find her a lovely new gown for the occasion. If you would be so kind as to notify me as to her dress size, I can begin the search this afternoon.

I am
Your loving,
[identity profile] whistlingwizard.livejournal.com
A post is placed on the bulletin board. It is ornately written in a fancy, cursive handwriting.
Wedding~! )
((OKAY SO. Yes, it's really happening. There's still time to volunteer your character for something~! And by 'three days', we mean 'as soon as the pre-wedding parties are mostly-done and people are available'. In game-canon it'll be three days))
caycep: (Newspaper)
[personal profile] caycep
Later in the evening after Kira's tabloid went out, a notice appeared on the bulletin board:

Submissions currently being accepted... )

Cayce also sent out letters to John Adams, Leon Orcot, and Captain Carrot:

Dear Mr Adams )

Dear Det. Orcot )

Dear Capt. Ironfoundersson )

((Of course, it will make things easier for Cayce's mun -- and expedite the issuance of the next issue of the paper -- if you send a written statement, but if you want to RP stuff, just let me know.))
[identity profile] john-adams-1776.livejournal.com
John awoke at his usual early hour on the morning of the town meeting. He dressed with slightly more than usual care in his suit of clothes from home, broke his fast with a light meal, and headed to the Golden Horseshoe to ensure that things were the way he wanted.

The chairs and small tables were already perfectly arranged, but John dragged a podium he found backstage out to the front of the curtain. Then he bustled about in the kitchen area setting out drinks and whatever small snacks he could find back there.

Before long, interested citizens began filing in and he went up to the podium. There was no microphone because he'd never heard of such a thing, but John Adams never had difficulty making himself heard.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome. If you would please pick up any refreshments you'd care for and take your seats, we'll begin in just a few minutes."
caycep: (Thoughtful)
[personal profile] caycep
Cayce glared at her notes.

She'd gotten sloppy, she realized; she hadn't been keeping up with the new arrivals nearly as well as she should, and she hadn't updated the park census in forever. Which meant it was time to do this the easy way.

So a large sheet of paper went up on the park bulletin board.

Hi everyone.

As some of you know, I've been keeping track of the population of the park, just so that we know who's here and where we can find them. I need to update my records, so please put your name and where you live on this sheet.

Also, if there is anyone you know of who is missing you haven't seen in a while, mail me privately.

Thanks for your help,
Cayce Pollard
Starcade, Tomorrowland
[identity profile] john-adams-1776.livejournal.com
Ladies and Gentlemen,

In two days' time there will be a town meeting regarding the formation of an independent police force at Disneyland. I would appreciate your thoughts on this crucial matter and trust you will do your civic duty in attending. The meeting shall be held in the Golden Horseshoe theater in Frontierland at mid-day. Should you have any questions prior to the event, please notify me at your earliest convenience.

Most sincerely,
J. Adams


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