[identity profile] philosopher-rex.livejournal.com
Posted to the bulletin board AND sent every single resident of the park as a letter:

Hi, everyone! It's me, T-Rex! So anyway, I noticed that people used to make surveys a lot and lately they haven't been doing it as much. I've decided to rectify that by making a survey myself! Also, to mix things up a little, I've decided to do away with this 'anonymous survey' stuff and ask a lot of inappropriate personal questions while asking your full names! Fun, right? I thought so! You can reply here at the board or mail your responses to T-Rex!

[Poll #1275323]
[identity profile] anthony-crowley.livejournal.com
Crowley awoke, not in his comfortable bed inside Club 33, but disoriented and hung over on a bench in front of the castle, an empty bottle of rum still clutched in one hand, mouth fuzzy, and head pounding.

"Ngk."

He brought up the other hand to guard his bleary, uncovered eyes from the glaring sun. It took him a moment to realize that there was a great deal more frilly sleeve around his wrist than there should be. Another second later, Crowley ever so cautiously moved his hand down to again discover a mustache and double braided beard.

"Why is the rum always gone?"

It wasn't what he meant to say.
[identity profile] dangeroushabits.livejournal.com
A man shuffles in the gate, seeming unaware at first of his odd surroundings (or much of anything else.) It's difficult to say whether he's an old man, or if an unkind life has merely given him the appearance of one. Everything about him seems shabby and unkempt, from his untended beard to the well-worn trench coat he wears like a second skin. The dull expression in his blue eyes and the slump of his shoulders suggest that cleaning him up wouldn't really make a great deal of difference, at least to him.

The dried blood soaked into his collar and spattered down the front of his shirt doesn't help matters, either.

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

The man looks up for the first time, and stops dead at the sight of the cartoon-come-to-life. "'m John," he says automatically, frowning at Mickey as though trying to puzzle something out.

What the fuck are you supposed to be? )

((John Constantine from the Hellblazer comics, here--the original character inspired by Sting, not the cheap Keanu Reeves movie ripoff! He's arriving shortly after a failed attack by the Vampire King and is still somewhat broken due to losing his lady love, Kit. I also play the other Hellblazer character in the park, so I think I'm all set there. Feel free to come pester him, but be warned he's not in the most sociable of moods right now.))
[identity profile] philosopher-rex.livejournal.com
How T-Rex managed to commandeer such a tiny radio station (at least, tiny in proportion to him) was a mystery that would never be solved. But still, commandeer it he did, and he announced:

Reasons to Date a T-Rex! )

Anyone who was expecting any sort of context, explanation or clarification for why he'd decided to do this was going to be sorely disappointed.
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!))
[identity profile] anthony-crowley.livejournal.com
A package was sent to Cayce containing a relatively modest and completely generic red bikini and a letter:

Cayce,

You ready to do this? Come over tomorrow around noon. We'll do the tour and have a lake party/barbecue afterward.

Ciao,
Crowley



Ellie got a letter, but no package.

Ellie,

Ready for the bikini tour? Come over tomorrow around noon. Cayce's suit is fairly modest, but I know better than to put restrictions on you. Barbecue at the lake afterward.

Ciao,
Crowley


((So very porny now. Be warned.))
[identity profile] philosopher-rex.livejournal.com
PRESENTING... THE WAITING FOR GODOT CAST LIST:

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] philosopher-rex.livejournal.com
Bored out of your mind stuck in Disneyland??? Why not come be part of

WAITING FOR GODOT: THE MUSICAL!!!!

FEATURING...

ACTION!

ADVENTURE!

MELODRAMA!

ROMANCE!

CANCER!

GOVERNMENT SPIES!

AND TWICE THE QUALITY GODZILLA FIGHTING OF THE ORIGINAL!


DIRECTED BY....... T-REX
WRITTEN BY......... T-REX
PRODUCED BY....... T-REX
AND STARRING.... T-REX AS GODOT!!!!

NOW HOLDING AUDITIONS IN CRITTER COUNTRY!!! ACCEPTING APPLICATIONS FOR CAMERA(WO)MEN, TECHNICIANS, ASSISTANT DIRECTORS AND WHATEVER OTHER PEOPLE WORK ON MOVIES! JUST WRITE TO T-REX OR LEAVE A NOTE HERE!
[identity profile] yourshadowking.livejournal.com
Assistance is needed in transporting a large, delicate piece of equipment. Reasonable physical strength and/or superhuman abilities would be especially useful. Some form of compensation can be negotiated.

Please contact Ootori Kyouya via post for information.


((Kyouya wants to move the piano on Main Street to the cafe in Fantasyland. He'd prefer to pay in (large sums of) cash if you're dumb enough to accept it, but otherwise he'll offer personal items, use of the facilities of the apartment (including the hot shower) or Tamaki's body small favors. Of course, he'd happily offer his gratitude as well))
[identity profile] anthony-crowley.livejournal.com
Looking for an exceptionally attractive dark-haired woman to ride around in the back of my vintage car wearing a bikini and generally looking hot.

Renumeration to be one bottle of excellent champagne, payable after successful completion of the tour.

Desperate men and/or plain women need not apply unless they enjoy being mocked.

Direct all inquiries through the post to Crowley.
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] 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] chantinellie.livejournal.com
mood: mischievous

Attention ladies and gents! )

((Okay, who wants to join Ellie for some smoochy Valentine's silliness? XD))
caycep: (Music 2)
[personal profile] caycep
[Evening, a little after sundown. "Redwing" by Hem comes up on the speakers.]

Hi everyone. Cayce Pollard here for a spur-of-the-moment radio show. I'll be cueing up a few songs, and if you want to hear something, call me up and let me know.

I left my heart in San Francisco / It's at some motherfcking disco )

Open RP

Jan. 27th, 2008 12:35 pm
[identity profile] average-adam.livejournal.com
Adam was never bored. A young man with that much imagination never needed to be. He did, however, on occasion, get a little lonely. Even when the space inside your own head is limitless, it's nice to be able to talk to other people sometimes. That's why he was walking around the park, hoping to make a few new friends and find some old ones.
[identity profile] palletkid.livejournal.com
IMPORTANT:

Has anyone seen my girlfriend the girl I love best friend? Her name is Misty Waterflower and I can't find her. She's a beautiful redhead with curves in all the right places.

If you see her, please tell me. I miss her more than I can say.
[identity profile] seafoamrisen.livejournal.com
((Backdated to the evening of 'Dite's arrival in the park.))

Fantasyland.

She would have liked to turn the mouse into a tree for his trouble and his impertinence, but it was clear even to her that seeing as how the mouse was serving some entity with the power to imprison a goddess, doing so probably wasn't a good idea. So she pasted on a smile and accepted her fate.

Moments later, a dazzlingly white swan could be seen rising from the entrance plaza, its feathers shining in the sun as it took to the air.

Read more... )

((Feel free to gawk, say hi, bother the goddess, etc. Note that she is in a bit of a mood, but I don't think she'll be turning anyone into trees. Yet.))
[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] planeteerslol.livejournal.com
"By your powers combined, I am....wait, what?"

Wow, those Planeteers sure do know how to crack an insane joke... )

But somehow? This was seeming like less of a joke, no matter how more ridiculous it was becoming...


((And this, ladies and gentlemen, is Captain Planet, taken from...err...Captain Planet and the Planeteers, anyway. 'SUP?))
[identity profile] katoustheshit.livejournal.com
During the war, Katou never got much of a chance to practice flying with his new wings. He had used them, of course, when he was pretending to be Setsuna to lure Michael and Raphael down to Assiah, but then he had only been gliding, and with Uriel's instructions.

Now, he had far too much time on his hands, and nothing to do to pass it. This was especially true during the evenings when Setsuna and Kira and Sara were asleep. Since Katou didn't sleep, he was frequently bored. Sometimes (a lot of the time) he practiced his guitar, and sometimes he stole his iPod from Setsuna to listen to (but he always put it back before Setsuna woke up). He had been getting into the habit of going on rides, which was fun sometimes, and sometimes he watched movies. Sometimes, he'd play with the kitten, Little Rascal, but most of the time, Little Rascal prefered to curl up with Setsuna and sleep in the evenings (which was stupid. Cats never slept in the evenings. Their job was to keep people awake during the evenings).

Tonight, he was standing on top of buildings with all three of his wings spread, jumping off them and trying to fly. He was fine with gliding, for a while, but as soon as he tried to flap his wings, he'd plummet back to Earth.

"This sucks," he muttered to himself, climbing back on top of the castle. "What the hell am I doing wrong?"

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