RP > I'll just leave this here

[ So. This is a medical ward- and there is a Jet laying on a berth. He's been there a long damn time- something about being bitchslapped by a giant Decepticon lizard- and while it's about time for him to be discharged, right now he's in recharge.

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzz--- ]

RP > nostalgiaaaaaaa

[ There is an Alabaster sitting in the living room of a certain apartment. He's set up a small table, and he has the pieces of a pocket watch scattered around on top of it. Mechanical arms are carefully moving the pieces into place.

Alabaster himself is wearing a rather ridiculous pair of goggles- he is from a land of steampunk tech after all, but hey, they have a magnifying glass on them ]
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[personal profile] wizardcop2010-02-22 11:03 pm

/posts something dorky and harmless

[ This is an apartment. It's a fairly small apartment- even for someone on Jacob's salary, but it suits him. Every thing is practical and neat- if a little dark. Dear Jake has a fondness for dark wood when it comes to furniture- and perfect.

Except for the part where there's a 200-pound wolf sprawled on the bed like he owns it. The fedora is hanging from one of the bedposts, for want of a proper hat rack.

Jacob himself is in the shower, pondering how the hell his life got so complicated all of a sudden. ]

RP > spam spam spammity

ALL-PURPOSE TRANSFORMERS SPAM POST
version: Drift and Sideways
because you can only spam around 8-dressing so much

RP > nostalgia strikes again

[ It is a relatively quiet day in the apartment of one Saga Laskaris- unless you were to wander into the kitchen. Then you would find all manner of things happening, dishes heaped up everywhere, and some very tantalizing smells coming from the sizzling skillets on the stove top. In the middle of it is Alabaster, in a simple t-shirt and jeans (and no shoes. Just socks), bustling back and forth, metallic arms zipping everywhere. ]

RP > there's nothing interesting going on here really


ALL PURPOSE TRANSFORMERS SPAM POST
because you can only spam around dear mun so much

rp > for the sake of test-driving

[ there is a blue-haired girl currently engrossed in examining her surroundings, all while holding a sheaf of papers and a notebook in her arms. If you draw closer, you can hear her mumbling to herself. ]

It's no good... if Jet and Droy are here, I should have been able to find them by now, and I don't think this is anywhere close to the guild. It could be some sort of enchantment, but if it's not written, I can't break it this time.

... I'm feeling kind of useless here.