[identity profile] hisgeekprincess.livejournal.com
Angela was sitting on the grass in Fantasyland with her sketchbook. She was trying to focus on her art instead of all of the worries and concerns in her own mind.

She was glad that she wasn't the only one here. She really wasn't sure how her sanity would have been if Brennan and Booth hadn't been here when she arrived. She had been excited for Booth when Parker showed up.

However, as happy as those things made her, she couldn't stop herself from worrying about Jack.

Hodgins hadn't shown up, and with Brennan here, they were all worried about what might have happened to him at the whims of the sadistic kidnapper.

So, she was trying to focus more on her artwork than on her worries about Jack.

It wasn't going very well.
[identity profile] brat-incarnate.livejournal.com

I just had to know. That big mouse that greets everyone with the cat when you first come here? Have you ever felt like chasing it?

- Ishtar

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Feb. 29th, 2008 02:38 pm
[identity profile] brat-incarnate.livejournal.com
After learning barely existing clothes were in fact clothes, and appropriate, Ishtar decided to wear some. After all, her own clothes were way too hot for Disneyland's climate, and she knew if most of the people from back home saw her they would have a conniption - also well worth it.

And maybe, just maybe, as illogical as it was, Ishtar thought Darres would come sooner if she acted up. That was usually how it worked - she did something stupid, ran off, ended up somewhere she didn't intend to, and he was never far behind. Why he was so late this time, she didn't know, but Ishtar was nowhere near despair over it.

So, after finding a swimsuit in one of the shops, Ishtar tried it on - only mildly disturbed by the face of a mouse on it, but recognized it to be the one that greeted her when she came and figured maybe he was the king of the land or something - and laid out in the sun, basking for a moment too. Actually, it was so warm out, and Ishtar was so easily bored, she could fall asleep right there....
[identity profile] saintlyheart.livejournal.com
Noticing all the cards everyone was retrieving, including the one she had gotten from her Kira-senpai, Sara felt as though she would send out her best wishes and regards to everyone, and most specifically those who she felt were close to her.

Right away, after noticing the cards provided for her, she went ahead and made customized cards for everybody. Of course, some of them were written in Japanese, while the rest, including the one sent to everybody else within the park, were in English.

Katou )

Tamaki )

Pearl )

And last, but never the least...

Setsuna~~ )
[identity profile] chantinellie.livejournal.com
mood: cheerful

Ellie had been at her chosen spot within an hour of the decorations going up, and spent most of the wee morning hours hauling stuff around to build her booth.

Read more... )

((Sorry to be getting this started so late guys, hope everybody's still up for it))
[identity profile] scary-vampkitty.livejournal.com
There's some clicking, an annoyed sigh, and classical music playing.

ISHTAR: This is so boring! This is just like what they play back home, sort of. I liked the stuff Cayce was playing the other day. So teach me how to work this thing already, Duzzie.

Oh! What does this do? Maybe it'll shut the music up.

Music gets unbearably loud, instead.

So a vampire and a princess walk into a radio booth... )
[identity profile] geekslayerette.livejournal.com
Willow got back to her feet, hand up over her eyes, wincing at the blazing brightness of the light--it had been dark just a couple of minutes ago, and her head didn't hurt like it should if something had knocked her out again... What was going on?

It was summer, everything was supposed to be slow during the summer, and Buffy had been right there... no, this couldn't be happening. She knew this place, too. She and Xander and Jesse had come here when they were eight, with her Mom and Dad--they'd thought it was important, somehow.

She stared at the cartoon mouse and the... //the real Cheshire Cat? No, I don't want to meet you, and I want to wake up now!//

Mickey coughs theatrically. "'What is your name?'"

"Wh-why do you want to know?" the redheaded teenager asked, one hand sliding down into her bag for a stake, wondering what kind of mage had made a two-dimensional Mickey Mouse, and how she could even see it without any kind of depth to it and why it wanted her name. Names were power, she knew that, now, and she wasn't about to give anything that looked this much like a spell her name. No way, she wasn't stupid.

We're not in California anymore? Or... are we? )

OOC: This is Willow Rosenberg from BtVS, from early in the summer after Graduation. Shouldn't be any spoilers, I hope, for canon from 1999. And Xander-mun knows I'm here.
caycep: (Concentrating)
[personal profile] caycep
A poll appeared on the bulletin board.

I'm gathering information about the personality change incident that occurred the other day, in an effort to determine whether there was a pattern to this and other events. The poll is anonymous*. If you'd like to talk to me personally, feel free.

—Cayce Pollard

Read more... )

*((Well, ICly anonymous, anyway. OOCly, everyone can read the results. And this is how it works.))
[identity profile] demons-magnet.livejournal.com
Oh crap. He hoped no one had made a wish about wanting the world to be Disneyland. That'd be his luck. Just as he was heading back home to good old Sunnyhell. He wondered how his girls were doing. Whether they even remembered he was gone.
Okay, who made a wish? )
[identity profile] scary-vampkitty.livejournal.com
Duzell wasn't really sure what was off when he woke up. He felt very small, but then again, he spent most of his time as a small kitten, so it really shouldn't have felt that weird.

He rolled over, and took in his surroundings, and then looked at his hands.

He gave out a strangled kind of cry once he saw how shiny and red they were, and then he rolled over to a mirror.

He had been turned into a tomato!
[identity profile] scary-vampkitty.livejournal.com
Ishtar had wanted to meet Duzell's 'family' which he supposed was understandable. It was understandable from his point of view, at least. Hell, Kira and Setsuna would probably understand if said it was because they were donating blood to him every now and then. It was less understandable why she'd want to meet Katou and Sara though.

Nevertheless, he decided that he'd use the blood excuse, and just meet them at their place.

Setsuna and Kira,

I have someone here who would like to meet you. She's a brat rather impatient though, so I will be there immediately.

- Duzell

After all, if he waited for a reply, they might ask to meet him in the usual place. So, taking Ishtar, he walked with her to the Theatre, filling her in about Setsuna's and Kira's part in feeding him. He hoped she wouldn't say anything incredibly stupid. He could hope that she wouldn't call him 'Duzzie' in front of them, but knew better than to actually expect that wish to come true.
[identity profile] swordandchalice.livejournal.com
Hey, Duzell,

Talked to that Vampire whatever (can't remember his name), and he wasn't very informative. Why does he want you dead?

- Setsuna
caycep: (Music 2)
[personal profile] caycep
A notice appears on the bulletin board:

Want to plague the park with your taste in music?
Want to field crazy people's requests for songs?

Contact me if you want to learn how to use the radio equipment, and we'll set up a time for you to come and train on it. Small groups are also welcome.

—Cayce Pollard

((The plan is not so much to RP these training sessions out -- although if you want to and you think it'd be entertaining, let me know -- as to provide some IC way for characters who haven't already done a radio show to learn how to use the equipment. Particularly if the character isn't from the late 20th century or just wants to hassle Cayce. If you respond to Cayce's post, we'll assume you get trained somehow, whether we RP it or not.))
[identity profile] bloodlustdevil.livejournal.com
ooc:// I should have posted this sooner... Ah... there are spoilers during this application, if you haven't gotten to that point, or don't want to please don't continue. XD There's spoilers all over really <<;;

Death...this was a new level of the afterlife, even for a vampire as himself )

[[ooc: ^^; Got permission from both Duzell-mun and Ishtar-mun! Here's Shar's Application for Vampire GAme, also known as Kyuuketsu Yuugi... my first time roleplaying Sharlen. Scuse me if I am a bit ooc I'm still getting the hang of thisXDD.. My apologies on missing some stuff...when I read. If there is a problem feel free to poke me oocly and tell me otherwise. I won't be offended swear it ^_^; ummm one more thing I will be taking him on after his death... seeing it would be quite amusing ^^]]
[identity profile] brat-incarnate.livejournal.com
Ishtar's not accustomed to hallucinating while drunk, but there's a first time for everything. Right? Also, there will be Vampire Game spoilers, I'm sure, for those that mind. )

[[I'm taking Ishtar from a year after after Duzell dies in Vampire Game, and do have Duzell-mun's permission to take her up. Also see this rather important note on her. Especially if you're playing a guy.]]
[identity profile] soho-angel.livejournal.com
mood: joyful

On Christmas morning (or he thought it was Christmas day; there was no foolproof way to be sure,) Aziraphale rose early. First he took care of the household matters--a long, slender box with Crowley's name on it beneath the tree, and two stockings by the fireplace, one black and one red and green tartan.

Then he went out to the balcony of Club 33 one more time with Cayce's census list in hand... )

((Everybody feel free to make up your own gift or totally ignore the whole thing XD))
[identity profile] katoustheshit.livejournal.com
Katou figured that it was getting closer to evening when he showed back up at the theatre (surprisingly, despite the snow, Katou was able to sleep outside. It was still quite warm out), and he hoped no one but Setsuna, Kira, and Sara would be there yet.

He had arranged for Sirius and James to bring some alcohol to his party, seeing as Crowley was a giant asshole refused, and he had decided that he might as well cook some food and bring some pizza as well (because hell, even if no one showed up, the four of them and the cat could enjoy it).

"Honey, I'm home," he announced after setting up the food table. He probably could've announced himself earlier, but part of him still wanted to surprise Kira when/if people started showing up.
[identity profile] scary-vampkitty.livejournal.com
Duzell was used to snow. He knew what it was, and had, for a time, lived in some very cold climates.

He wasn't so used to snow when it was this hot out. In fact, he didn't know how it was possible for it to snow.

He also had no idea what the decorations were for. This whole thing was completely unfamiliar territory, and he didn't particularly like not knowing things.

Setsuna, he wrote.

I have several questions that I wish to ask you. I am sure you can figure what about. Would you happen to have the answers?

[identity profile] scary-vampkitty.livejournal.com
As usual, Duzell was at Space Mountain long before Setsuna (and Kira). This time, on top of the usual sweets that he had for his donor, he had a mug of hot chocolate for himself. He had just discovered that the park had some recently, and had been helping himself to at least one mug a day. It didn't taste exactly like the chocolate Isthar had melted down for him on Valentine's Day once upon a time, but it was quite close, and he had to admit that he quite enjoyed it.


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