[identity profile] una-harlequin.livejournal.com
So don't try to touch my heart, it's darker than you think. And don't try to read my mind because it's full of disappearing ink )

((Posted rather well in advance of actually needing it to keep the mun's brain tidy; it's there for when the characters and players are ready.))
[identity profile] mickey-cops.livejournal.com
((Continuing from this post.))

In the passageways beneath the park, where a group had gathered to break down a long-closed door, a laser beam was widening, and a broad circle began to blacken the surface of the wood, the locks melting and streaming down in shining rivulets, to puddle at the doorstep. The room was getting hot, now.

Outside, all at once, the rides all stopped. Animatronic figures jolted still; boats bumped each other confusedly; rollercoasters fell to the bottom of their tracks and did not continue up. The lights inside the buildings flickered off; the perpetual background noise of music and soundeffects went silent.

Below, the hole in the door began to crackle and spark around the edges, and for just a moment all the eyes trained on the door could see through it a fathomless darkness. An odd, organic silence filled the air; everyone's breathing and small movements were audible, but so too was a new absence of sound, as though the walls were all holding their breath.

And then the air around the door began to shimmer.
caycep: (Hmm.)
[personal profile] caycep
It was the day after the meeting.

Cayce waited at the statue for the underground expedition to show up. It was a bit bigger and more unwieldly than she'd originally intended, and keeping everyone in line was going to be worse than herding cats, but ... well, you pays your money and you makes your bets.

She really, really hoped this was going to work.

((Here's how this works: if you are participating in the expedition, post a comment in the Meetup thread below to indicate that you're showing up. The main body of the RP will go in the Expedition thread, in which the team actually goes underground and does their thing.))
[identity profile] hear-the-drums.livejournal.com
The Master wasn't sure if the Rani checked her mail, so the day after his encounter with Samuel Winchester an envelope appeared on the doorstep of her TARDIS.

Inside there was a vial of blood and a note:

Oh my darling, dearest, light of my life, whose intellect constantly astounds and amazes even the lowliest of creatures in this Rassilon forsaken place,

Do me the tiniest favor of running this through some standard blood tests? If there is there is any sort of anomaly worth note, I would love to hear about it.


She would know who it was from. And hopefully peaking her curiosity would be enough to get from her what he wanted.
caycep: (I'm listening)
[personal profile] caycep
((The return of Cayce and Quixote! Wide open RP. If you haven't already, catch up with the adventures of Quixote, Setsuna, Cayce, and Adam here.))

At some point after Pirate Day, an announcement came on over the park PA system.

"Hi everyone. This is Cayce Pollard. I'd like everyone to come to a meeting tonight to discuss a new discovery that's been made about the park. The meeting's in the Honey I Shrunk the Audience auditorium, at sundown. This is pretty important, so please be there if you can."

That evening ...

Don't forget to keep your head warm )

***

After the various discussions had settled out somewhat, Cayce finally cleared her throat.

"Okay, so here's the plan. Tomorrow at midday, anyone who wants to join the underground expedition should meet at the statue. It sounds like the time dilation or whatever it is makes time pass more slowly belowground than up here, so I think Adam and Setsuna will be fine. We should take the time to get ready with whatever we'll need to bring with us." Plus, of course, it was Adam. Of course they'd be fine. "Then, once we're at the door and ready to proceed, the—the Master will send a signal to the Doctor, who'll lead the distruption. Anyone has any other questions, find me. Thanks, everybody."

((And there will be a fresh post for the expedition when my life is a little more normal.))
[identity profile] brutalcrumbcake.livejournal.com
Still with his Flying V guitar in hand, Toki found himself standing at the gates of Disney Land. "Wowee." He blinked and looked over his shoulders. Did Pickles put something in his drink? He could have sworn Skwisgaar had just started in on one of his extended guitar solos. Toki was up next to record for the new album too, wasn't this against that...produktivatty thing they were supposed to be doing now?

"Ha ha, very funny, guys! Drugging me and leavings me at Disney Land! Ha ha ha. You really gots Toki!"

He laughed again. Then thought about how he was going to get back to Mordhaus. Then thought about drinking some vodka. And then he saw Mickey and that cat.

Prepare for the most brutal application in the history of applications. )

((Toki Wartooth is taken from the dark-comedy cartoon Metalocalypse. He is the rhythm guitarist of the band Dethklok. He is not a bumblebee. He is also a tad messed up. Toki is taken from the season 2 episode-before-the-finale, Dethrecord.))
[identity profile] a-lonely-god.livejournal.com
(Private thread for the Doctor, the Master, and the Rani, takes place a day or two after the last conversation the Rani and the Doctor had)

Early one morning, the bright blue police box TARDIS materialized beside the maintenance shack TARDIS, both doors opening with a bang and staying that way. The Doctor, a few large, heavy cables draped over and around his shoulders, secured both so that they would continue to stay open, and then went and rapped smartly on the door to the Rani's TARDIS.

"Oh Rani!" he singsonged.
[identity profile] a-lonely-god.livejournal.com
If there was one thing the Doctor was naturally incredibly good at, it was passing by someplace at exactly the wrong moment. He wasn’t however, very good at forethought or planning, so it was perhaps to be expected that he might walk past the Rani’s TARDIS at exactly the wrong moment; namely, when she was standing outside of it.

He came around the corner whistling cheerily to himself, having just come back from a visit with John at in Startours. When he caught sight of her the tune died on his lips.

“Rani,” he said, by way of greeting.

((Closed rp for the Doctor and the Rani))
markoftherani: (Smug)
[personal profile] markoftherani
((A couple of days after the latest Time Lord fiasco... Semi-open; at some point the Rani will have to talk to at least one of Those Two in isolation, whether she—or they—like it or not. Also, slight retcon.))

There was, the Rani decided, no point in keeping the spy drone any longer.

For one thing, she felt that had learned everything useful that she might need to know about what was going on with Those Two. For another, and more importantly, nothing was ever going to top the entertainment value of watching them pummel each other like they hadn't –ever really, not like that, and maybe they should have– in centuries. She'd keep that footage around forever, to be hauled out any time she needed to cheer herself up.

The whole affair had put her in such a good mood that she didn't even bother summoning the spy drone remotely. She walked to Toon Town to take it down herself. Because there was no way she was going to pass up an opportunity to laugh in their –bruised– faces, should they show them.

She was slightly bemused to find that the Doctor's TARDIS was nowhere to be seen, but guessed that he was probably sulking somewhere else. Typical.

She took her time getting the little device down from its hiding place. And really, the amount of time she spent prodding its workings was probably excessive, but what the hell.
[identity profile] d0ntcallmeb0nes.livejournal.com
As glad as Temperance was that Booth and Angela had shown up in this weird place, her scientific mind refused to stop attempting to make some logical sense of where they were and how they ended up there.

She had taken to wandering about and conducting little experiments to no avail. She was unable to find anything logical about the situation and, quite frankly, it was starting to annoy her.
[identity profile] lunch-princess.livejournal.com
At first, Orihime was simply puzzled why Disneyland was suddenly before her, but soon that was forgotten and she filled her head with the many wonderful things she could do and eat there. Then, of course, she noticed the mouse and cat....

I hope this is as good as it sounds in my head )

[[I am pulling Orihime in just after the save Rukia plot in the series, and have gathered Rukia-mun's permission to take her on; as well as the former Ichigo-mun's, just in case. Extra information is found here.]]
[identity profile] a-lonely-god.livejournal.com
It’d been so long since he’d seen another TARDIS.

Granted, she looked like a small maintenance building at the moment –rather unfair, really, the way everyone always got all snippy about his TARDIS stuck as a police box. at least she was always good-looking– but it still gave him gooseflesh.

“Hello sweetheart,” he’d murmured to her, stroking one hand along the doorframe. “Hello beautiful,” and then “I’m so sorry,” before going to sit on a bench a few feet away and taking out his red rubber ball. He considered pegging it off the Rani’s TARDIS’s door, but remembered in time the incident with the Master and the jelly babies and settled for bouncing it down onto the pavement between his feet.

((Closed for the Doctor and the Rani))
[identity profile] imyourking.livejournal.com
Tamaki knew how important it was for people to get complimented. When people were having a bad day, they could usually be cheered up by just one friendly thing said to them. Tamaki started the Host Club so that he could make girls feel happy for themselves all the time, and he was able to do it because he had a lot of free time (most of the kids at Ouran had a lot of time on their hands).

Here, he had even more time on his hands. For one, there was no official Host Club to take up his time after school and on lunches (not that he saw it as 'taking up his time.' He loved doing it). For another, he didn't need to do his homework and study (it might not seem like he was the type, but he did have the second highest grades in his year - second only to Kyouya).

So, he had spent quite a bit of time playing the piano, and entertaining anyone who would come by and see it.

He had woken up this morning with a brilliant idea, and decided that piano playing would probably be out for the day.

That morning, as the sun was just beginning to raise, he went around the park picking flowers and finding pretty ribbons. He tied together about three dozen bouquets of flowers (all with about a dozen flowers in each), and with each bouquet, he tied on a complimentary note (written in very nice, flowing letters), some saying 'You're beautiful' or 'You're looking especially cute today, and others saying things like, 'You're very intelligent,' 'You're good at what you do,' and 'You're great fun to talk to.'

Each of the 36 bouquets had a different message tied to it, and each was left in a strategic place in the park. Then, exhausted, he sat himself near the lake and watched the ducks.

((Feel free to catch him leaving the roses, to see him at the lake, or to just come across a bouquet.))
markoftherani: (She blinded me with SCIENCE)
[personal profile] markoftherani
((Closed to the Rani, the Master, and T-Rex.))

It was another irritatingly pleasant afternoon, and the Rani was going from place to place in the park to scavenge what parts she felt had even a vague chance of doing her any good in her repair work.

Read more... )

She should have known better than to expect anything to go according to plan for very long.
[identity profile] d0ntcallmeb0nes.livejournal.com
Temperance opens her eyes and takes a moment to take stock of her surroundings. The last thing she remembers is being buried alive in her car with Hodgins. Now there is sunlight hurting her eyes... and a familiar cartoon character walking toward her. Apparently she is having a very vivid hallucination.

cut for application )

((Temperance Brennan is from the Fox television show, Bones. I'm pulling her from the middle of episode 2x09 "Aliens in a Spaceship". She is very socially awkward (apparently that's going to be my schtick, since I also play Elle) and won't understand most pop culture references. She'll also be looking for logical, scientific explanations for everything that's happening around her. I'm a cruel and evil mistress. I would also love to have a Booth show up.))
markoftherani: (A Time Lady and her TARDIS)
[personal profile] markoftherani
She'd have to clean the thing out by hand. The old-fashioned way. )

((Feel free to get in her way at any point.))

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!))
markoftherani: (She blinded me with SCIENCE)
[personal profile] markoftherani
The inside of the Rani's TARDIS was an unholy mess.

Universal catastrophe imminent )

***

And now the application proper )

((Say hello to the Rani, mad scientist and villainess extraordinaire from classic Doctor Who. She's taken from a point after the end of Time and the Rani. Note that for the sake of my brain, she currently looks more like she does in Mark of the Rani -- long straight hair, fitted jacket, leather trousers, boots with wicked heels. No poofy 1980s hair and space-cadet getup. Here's a screencap gallery. Check out her userinfo for background tl;dr, video links, and other fun and games. The muns for the Doctor and the Master have given their enthusiastic permission to torture their characters even more.))

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