[identity profile] always-confuzed.livejournal.com
((closed for now, but might open up later, so keep an eye out))

John didn't particularly notice that anything was strange when he woke up. He got dressed and went to get breakfast, waved to familiar faces as he walked by. If he'd been paying attention, he might have thought there was something amiss in the fact that he hadn't thought about Aeryn yet today. Instead there was one figure dominating his thoughts. A figure in black leather.

It's amazing what a man will do when he's in love. )
[identity profile] always-confuzed.livejournal.com
((closed to John and the Doctor and probably Harvey at some point))

Out of all the things John had expected to do in his time at Disneyland, this was definitely not top of the list. But it was the most welcome as far as surprises went. He walked over to Toontown in the morning and sure enough, parked by Goofy's Bounce House, was a (matching, ha) blue police box.

The TARDIS. The real, honest-to-God TARDIS. Guess old Walt had been right, huh? When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are... He whistled the song the rest of the way to the door.

That's right, you've got neighbors. )
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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] astronutty.livejournal.com
Harvey had been quiet for too long.

He privately worried that being trapped in this place without a way for Scorpius to reach them meant the knowledge in John's brain might never get out. But he wasn't about to let John (or Scorpius, if he ever showed up) know that.

Speaking of John, he'd certainly been busy, hadn't he? Going around, making friends, being influential with people ... Harvey was so proud. John's friends all seemed like such nice folks! So nice, in fact, that he wanted to meet them himself.

Harvey decided to take a walk around Tomorrowland, to see if John's friends wanted to come out and play.

((Tagging Cayce and Daniel, but if you want to come meet Harvey you're welcome to do so!))
[identity profile] anthony-crowley.livejournal.com
Bored, the demon walked over to the lake to see who was around...


((Crowley really, really wants to do some bastardly things to people. If you'd like him to do something nasty to your character, leave me an OOC note in your reply, otherwise he'll be good. Marginally. No promises, really...))

[identity profile] astronutty.livejournal.com
There was an announcement on the bulletin board.

"COME ONE, COME ALL to a
PARTY TO REMEMBER!

MUSIC! DANCING! MARGARITAS! PIZZA!

WHERE: Star Tours, Tomorrowland
WHEN: Tonight, sundown
WHO: You, of course

RSVP not required; just bring an open mind and your dancing shoes!

-- *there are scribbles here, as if several signatures were written and then crossed out* John Crichton and I will kill you, you damn son of a"

Harvey smiled as he admired his handiwork. It'd been too long since he'd gotten out to see John's friends.

John glared from behind bars. "What the hell are you doing?" he bellowed.

"I'm making an effort to meet these nice people. After all, it doesn't do to stay cooped up in your head all day. It's unhealthy. Liable to make me a sociopath." Harvey grinned unnervingly. "And we wouldn't want that, would we?"


((As threatened, Harvey wants to party. Heh. It rhymes. Use the thread below for discussion, partying, what-not. Meet John! Meet Harvey! Meet both in the same sentence!

Also, apologies for not being around more -- both Real Emo Life and school have been kicking my ass something fierce.))
caycep: (Hmm.)
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A couple of days after the Hachiko statue was finished, Cayce went off to see if she could find Sallah.  Read more... )

Her exchange of letters with Setsuna on the subject of people leaving or going missing rankled, and so after some thought, she posted a large sheet of paper on the central bulletin board.

OFFICIAL DISNEYLAND CENSUS
PLEASE SIGN YOUR NAME TO THIS NOTICE.

If you don't sign your name, we'll assume something has happened to you.
And if it turns out you're here after all,
we'll ... beat you with wet noodles. Or something.
--Cayce P.

A little later, the following postscript was added.

P.S. Some wiseasses people are wondering what this is for.
Short version: there's a couple of people here that can't be found,
and plus I don't think there's ever been an official list of who's here.
So be a good sport and sign. Please?
--C.P.

Later yet, Cayce scribbled on one more postscript.

P.P.S. And Mr. Fell had a great idea -- if you don't mind, jot down
where you live -- either the specific building or just the area of the park.
Thanks!
--C.P. (Starcade, Tomorrowland)

((Have at it, guys -- graffiti the sign, have written arguments with others on it, leave jokes, whatever ... just make your presence known.))
[identity profile] sukinana.livejournal.com
Married, huh? Nana knows she should be happier than this. It's always been her dream to get married after all. But not like this. Still, she's glad; she hadn't even thought that she was going to get married at all.

She stands up, tears still in her eyes, and picks up her strawberry print glass, intending to take it to the sink to wash it. She had only closed her eyes or a moment, but when she opens them she's sure that she must be hallucinating. She's so startled at the sudden change of scenery that she only just manages to keep a hold of the glass, and then holds it protectively to her when she's approached by the cartoon mouse.

Nana didn't know her subconscious knew English. She wished it would teach her. )

((Application for Nana "Hachi" Komatsu from the manga series NANA. Taken from just after volume 8 [Don't blame me, I asked SmarterChild to pick a chapter to take her from, and it decided to choose the one that I definitely didn't want to take her from. So I took her from the chapter right after. XD;]. I imagine that'll be episode 31 or 32 of the anime.))
[identity profile] astronutty.livejournal.com
Crichton hadn't been sleeping well. Not that he slept all that great back on Moya, but his bed had been comfortable enough. And even with the evil clone of his archnemesis inside his brain, he'd been able to catch a few z's. But since he'd been here ... Harvey'd been getting louder. And invading his dreams, which really sucked, 'cause there were some nice ones in there about Aeryn that were now completely ruined.

But this morning when John woke up, Harvey had his hand over John's mouth.

"This place is really quite useful," he said placidly. "It will give me all kinds of new things to learn! After all, as fascinating as your mind is, it can't measure up to this place. There are rides, and exciting fizzy drinks, and I've heard about something --" he gave an especially creepy smile, "-- called the Tower of Terror."

This was the part where John would normally yell at Harvey to shut up. Everyone knew the Tower of Terror was in Disney World. But those leather-clad fingers were pushed hard against his mouth. In a freaky, caressing sort of way.

"Have you noticed what being here has done to your brain, John? I don't suppose you have. But there are all kinds of new places to see and wonderful new things to play with. Who knows? Maybe I'll even learn something about wormholes."

Squirming, biting, punching, John tried to get free. Harvey smiled when John tried to bite his fingers.

"Sorry, John, am I inconveniencing you?" he said with a smirk. "Let's see if this makes it easier." Taking a roll of duct tape, Harvey placed a long strip across John's mouth.


"Now, let's see ..."

I am Dorothy Gale from Kansas. )

((Harvey the wonder hamster crazifying neural clone from Farscape -- more specifically, from inside John's head. Don't worry, he confuses everyone. He's like a monster! :-) Basically, he's John's evil imaginary friend. Who is not so imaginary, and who has taken over John for his own evil purposes. For now, anyway. Have at it!

And all the stuff in italics takes place inside John's head. So's you know.))

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