[identity profile] soho-angel.livejournal.com
((We're going to get Sam dellamified and Chii wherever she needs to go here, but if anyone else would have a reason to need an angel following the assault on the park, feel free to chime in))

Following Ellie's arrival, Aziraphale stepped out the door of Club 33, somewhat relieved to turn Crowley and his miserable mood over to someone who might stand a chance of doing something about it. With that concern out of the way, he was now aware of subtle subliminal tugs that told him someone (maybe more than one person) out here in the park required the services of an angel.

The direction of the need was not immediately clear, so he began by setting off in the direction of the Cat's Eye Cafe in Tomorrowland. Little Chii would undoubtedly be confused by the power outage and perhaps frightened by the loud noises. (Had anyone thought to warn her what would be happening? Probably not. Drat, he ought to have done it himself, whether he was involved or not. Slipping, old boy, you really are slipping, he told himself.)
[identity profile] sings-too.livejournal.com
((Closed RP for Fraser, Ray, and Starbuck. >.<))

Walking beside Ray down the Main Street of a place that was not actually Disneyland, Benton raised a hand to interrupt his partner.

"Ray, wait. Let me just... recap. To be sure I have this quite straight."

It wasn't that he didn't believe Ray, it was just that... well, yes, Benton supposed he was having a hard time believing the story. But Ray often accepted things he found strange or difficult to believe, simply because it was Benton who told him of it. It was only fair to make the effort in return.

"She put the gun against your head and pulled the trigger, and some invisible... magic force stopped the bullet from exiting the barrel, lifted her into the air, flung her halfway across the park and dumped her in a fountain. And the reason she tried to kill you is that she believes that you are one of a number of robots, who appear indistinguishable from humans and are bent on the destruction of her entire race. And the other denizens of the park seem to hold the opinion that she should be forgiven the attempted murder because of these admittedly rather horrifying circumstances. Oh, what about there?"

He paused to peer through the window of an empty shop. It looked... more or less like all the others. Well.
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.))
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] shake-bad-guys.livejournal.com
Fraser got the bad guy, no surprise there, and even if he'd had to fall down an abandoned mineshaft to do it, well, he was Fraser, so of course when Ray yelled down after him he yelled back up that he was fine, just fine, Ray.

The trouble was, he was also still at the bottom of a mineshaft with an unconscious arms dealer, and now Ray was going to have to figure out how to get both of them back up into daylight and solid ground. Do you ever get the feeling that you're, you know, lost? )

((RayK, from the eccentric 1990s Canadian TV show "Due South." Ray is arriving from just before the end of the series finale.))
caycep: (Happy)
[personal profile] caycep
Setting the scene... )

~

Cayce's words of welcome, given after a majority of the guests have arrived. )

((Party time! Talk amongst yourselves, hassle Cayce, get drunk and ride through It's a Small World (not recommended), and otherwise have fun. Feel free to set your post before or after Cayce's little speech.))

((ETA: Here's the limbo thread!))
caycep: (Kiddie pool)
[personal profile] caycep
Posted on the bulletin board:

Party Invite )
~

Cayce also sent a letter to Crowley:
Read more... )

~

Letter to Starbuck, sent after correspondence with Daniel )

((Party post will be going up slightly shy of the actual new moon, in about 10 days or so.))
[identity profile] iron-and-latin.livejournal.com
There was little enough to do in the park to keep a guy occupied for an entire day, let alone over night, so the first night Dean didn’t come back to Le Bat En Rouge Sam was kind of worried. When his brother didn’t show up the next day either, he popped over to Starbuck’s around dusk and casually asked if she’d seen him, making up a story about how his brother had stolen all his Latin notes to explain why he was looking. And after two more days, in which he had scoured every square inch of the park, he was certain that Dean wasn’t in the park any more

He kept it to himself for a while, and then he wrote a letter to Cayce, which read simply;

For the census.

Dean Winchester has left the building.

-Sam.


About five days after Dean’s initial disappearance, Sam showed up at Space Mountain, hands shoved in the pockets of a navy hoodie from one of the shops and a somber look on his face.

((ETA: Warning for sexy-times.))
[identity profile] i-have-my-flaws.livejournal.com
They had already arranged a time to meet, which was nice for Starbuck, as it gave her something to look forward too. She'd have been looking forward to it anyway, as she hadn't had much of a chance to talk to Una during the Truth or Dare game, and it looked like maybe Una had things on her mind.

You don't need to scratch inside, no just, please, hold onto your pride )
[identity profile] i-have-my-flaws.livejournal.com
((closed to Starbuck and the Doctor. Takes place a while after Una and Starbuck's night of drunken revelry. Also after the Rani's arrival.))

Sador had been gone all day. Which wouldn't have been anything special except for the fact that she hadn't come in to get lunch. Which meant that someone had probably fed her horrible park food. Starbuck was going to have to put up warnings about that dog: "May Throw Up On Your Shoes If You Feed Her Pizza". Oh, well. Not her problem for now.

He's a wounded animal, he lives in a matchbox and he's been coming around here. He's a dying breed. )
[identity profile] una-harlequin.livejournal.com
((Occurs sometime the week after Bad Fanon Day and the subsequent fallout. Closed to Una and Starbuck.))

Despite occasional temptations to do so, Una had still not cracked open the bottle of moonshine that John Crichton had sent to her back when she'd first arrived.

Given events of the last several days, the temptation was now overwhelming.

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight )

((ETA: Rated PG-13 to R for not especially moderately explicit, but and pretty unmistakable femmeslashiness.))
[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] seafoamrisen.livejournal.com
There's a shimmering in the air and a scent of roses, and suddenly manifest in the entrance plaza is a woman of nearly impossible beauty. She is tall, perfectly formed, with cascades of red-gold hair.  She wears a Greek chiton of the finest translucent linen, trimmed with gold and royal purple, and around her waist is a jewelled belt of literally divine workmanship, with jewels on it that could ransom a planet.

She blinks and turns a few times, taking in her surroundings with brilliant blue eyes, which are one moment bright and youthful, and another full of shadows and mystery from the dawn of time. The effect of these eyes is somewhat dampened when a decidedly put-out expression crosses her lovely face and she pouts a little.

This is definitely not Olympus. )

((Ladies and gents, boys and girls, this is Aphrodite, the Greek goddess of love and beauty and poor Psyche's mother-in-law. Psyche's mun has granted her permission, over the protests of Psyche herself, alas. And like Psyche, 'Dite's taken from where she left off at her last RPG.))
[identity profile] swordandchalice.livejournal.com
[[Invitations here, party here. Backdated to yesterday.]]

Thankfully, the kid got over his slightly painful exchange with Katou rather quickly, especially in the face of a party and seeing everyone. He hadn't heard from Demyx, but the kid was holding out hope he'd show up anyway. Seeing the Starcade games on and going made the kid grin. The "DO NOT MAKE OUT HERE" sign on Cayce's office door only made him crack up. Fine, if he and Sara got caught making out anywhere else, and someone complained, he'd point out he wasn't making out in the office.

There were tables for refreshments on the upper level, along with tables for people to sit at with food and drink. He added some sodas he'd brought along to the refreshment table, then a couple of pizzas to another table, already feeling the giddy mood of celebrating for no reason enter his system.

His "duties" done, Setsuna went to the lower level and, instead of waiting by the door like a good host, the kid, impatiently, started to play one of the games.
[identity profile] swordandchalice.livejournal.com
[[ooc: I am aware some people are on hiatus, but I'm just doing this now because Setsuna would, and if I don't do it now I'll get side-tracked later and forget. Feel free to respond whenever you can. Thanks~!]]

Seeing as Cayce had given Setsuna the go ahead for the party, Setsuna started sending out invitations. Of course, some were just general ones, and some of them needed more explanation.

DEMANDING! - Katou and Sara )

General invite - Starbuck, Virgil/Static and Kira )

R2D2 )

John Crichton )

Cayce )

Demyx )

And then there were people Setsuna was sending letters out to just because he wanted to talk to them.

Azi )

Duzell )

Pearl )

Psyche )

Rukia )
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] that-depends.livejournal.com
Scattered around the park are four smallish glass bottles filled with a mysterious liquid (tasting deliciously of cherry tart, custard, pinapple, roast turkey, toffy, and hot buttered toast). A paper label is attached to each, with the words "DRINK ME" beautifully printed on it in large letters.

Scattered elsewhere are four little glass boxes, containing small cakes on which the words "EAT ME" are beautifully marked in currants.

Neither is marked "poison," which is sensible since neither are poisonous. However, the Surgeon General, were he here, would probably be a little put out that other effects aren't warned about on the packaging.

((The bottles (in Frontierland, Tomorrowland, New Orleans Square, and Toon Town) make you shrink, the cakes (in Main Street, Fantasyland, Adventureland, and Critter Country) make you grow. Have fun!))
[identity profile] prankster-fred.livejournal.com
Application for Fred Weasley. Deathly Hallows Spoilers Ahoy )

((Fred Weasley, from Harry Potter, taken from after the events in Deathly Hallows. I warn you now, he has a spoilery icon, so if you wish not to be spoiled, please don't look at them. =D Oh, and the app is pretty spoilery too, but that should go without saying.))
[identity profile] gunslingerdoll.livejournal.com
An average-sized man with reddish brown hair and dark eyes is at the gate. Only three things might leap to the attention of any onlookers, and that is the priest's outfit he wears, the guns that he's carrying, and the fact that while looking rather lost and out of place the man does not in fact appear surprised or confused by his surroundings in any way. He is sizing them up, though, and appears to quickly take everything in, including the rather strange welcoming committee.

I simply cannot falter, as humans often do )

((Tres is from the series Trinity Blood, and is a Vatican android who, like all agents, is skilled at subduing and eradicating rogue vampires and threats to "Terrans" (humans) and the church. He'll have fun in Disney. XD;))
[identity profile] i-have-my-flaws.livejournal.com
((Closed to Dean, Sam and Starbuck. Lots of confusion to ensue, I'm sure. ^^))

Starbuck sort of felt bad. She really should have gone to see Dean as soon as she was feeling totally back to normal (the potion had put her off for a day or two). Instead, she got caught up in building the pyramid court, so glad that she had found something to preoccupy her mind that she completely forgot to go looking for her (admittedly hapless) rescuer.

As she had pointed out, she owed him. Bigtime. )

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