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> fly me to the moon, etc etc
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spellbent[ Welcome to generic town B, where resident wizard Warren West has one of his many... "safe houses", if you will. Hey, when you're a destructive wizard with ties to the mob, you make sure you have places to go when you need to get out of town.
But that's not why Warren is here. He's here investigating... an anomaly of sorts. A flux in the magical spectrum. A tear in reality. Someone swears they saw a winged creature or two just... appear out of nowhere, and then vanish, just as quickly.
Whatever's going on, there's a lot of power involved, and power is Warren's game, which is why he can be found in the local graveyard- the source of whatever's going on- poking around. ]
But that's not why Warren is here. He's here investigating... an anomaly of sorts. A flux in the magical spectrum. A tear in reality. Someone swears they saw a winged creature or two just... appear out of nowhere, and then vanish, just as quickly.
Whatever's going on, there's a lot of power involved, and power is Warren's game, which is why he can be found in the local graveyard- the source of whatever's going on- poking around. ]
> in which swords are hot
Sep. 23rd, 2011 11:50 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
bustinthewind.livejournal.com[ humans are frail, fragile creatures. Having killed many of them, Aria knows this well.
But Cecily had been different. Cecily had wielded her not to kill, but to protect, regardless of her original purpose.
Cecily had also been human, and humans did not live long compared to demon swords. Aria's slept since then, ensconced within her original form, but she's beginning to stir. Perhaps it's the knowledge of something new, monsters prowling about, the screams of people in the streets.
Or perhaps it's the proximity of something both alien and familiar.
Whatever it is, this elegant sword propped in several cracked rocks may seem innocuous, but the wind is slowly being drawn to it.
And there's a faint whisper that you may hear that accompanies it. ]
Am I alone again...?
But Cecily had been different. Cecily had wielded her not to kill, but to protect, regardless of her original purpose.
Cecily had also been human, and humans did not live long compared to demon swords. Aria's slept since then, ensconced within her original form, but she's beginning to stir. Perhaps it's the knowledge of something new, monsters prowling about, the screams of people in the streets.
Or perhaps it's the proximity of something both alien and familiar.
Whatever it is, this elegant sword propped in several cracked rocks may seem innocuous, but the wind is slowly being drawn to it.
And there's a faint whisper that you may hear that accompanies it. ]
Am I alone again...?
We are so ridiculous
Jul. 12th, 2011 12:01 amrestardom.livejournal.com[ idols are supposed to be smiling, inspirational people. They're not supposed to be sitting in their dressing room, sifting listlessly through a script, head lowered and eyes dark.
She'd known. She'd known, the first time he'd run off with her hand in his, that the smartest thing was to enjoy that one day out with him and get back to work. She shouldn't have asked to see more of him. She shouldn't have let herself get swept away, knowing the agency didn't approve of the influence of one special effects artist. They'd banned him from the building, threatening worse if he persisted.
And it was back to dreary days. Not that Kohei hadn't occasionally made his way in, regardless, but it was getting riskier, the schedules were getting more packed, and Rise was getting more and more worried. ]
How'd it get like this...?
She'd known. She'd known, the first time he'd run off with her hand in his, that the smartest thing was to enjoy that one day out with him and get back to work. She shouldn't have asked to see more of him. She shouldn't have let herself get swept away, knowing the agency didn't approve of the influence of one special effects artist. They'd banned him from the building, threatening worse if he persisted.
And it was back to dreary days. Not that Kohei hadn't occasionally made his way in, regardless, but it was getting riskier, the schedules were getting more packed, and Rise was getting more and more worried. ]
How'd it get like this...?
rp > all the nostalgia without the critic
May. 11th, 2011 01:18 amlooneyrune.livejournal.com[ today in the antics of Demi Goddess and Man With Many Arms, we have...
Cat bathing.
Yes, she who subdues runes (and has been sleeping even longer these days) is currently attempting to scrub an armful of... well, nothing, for the average viewer. But that's what happens when the cat you're bathing just so happens to be a ghost. A ghost who's still capable of smelling. ]
Look, I'm not any happier about this than you are, except you don't hear me shrieking my indignation to the world at large. And you won't, because unlike you, I am a mature and responsible a-- [ pause. ] ... I am an adult.
So just-- stay--
[ and the next instant, there's an unholy feline shriek and a very loud splash. ]
Cat bathing.
Yes, she who subdues runes (and has been sleeping even longer these days) is currently attempting to scrub an armful of... well, nothing, for the average viewer. But that's what happens when the cat you're bathing just so happens to be a ghost. A ghost who's still capable of smelling. ]
Look, I'm not any happier about this than you are, except you don't hear me shrieking my indignation to the world at large. And you won't, because unlike you, I am a mature and responsible a-- [ pause. ] ... I am an adult.
So just-- stay--
[ and the next instant, there's an unholy feline shriek and a very loud splash. ]
RP > sometimes you just gotta be shippy
May. 1st, 2011 12:17 pmelectrowhipit[ It is a beautiful, sunshiny day in Mayfield. And let's face it, when is it not? But instead of being out in his garden as per usual, the local Autobot is in his garage.
Dismantling his lawnmower.
Taking it apart seems to be the easy part. Putting it back together is going to be quite the challenge. ]
Dismantling his lawnmower.
Taking it apart seems to be the easy part. Putting it back together is going to be quite the challenge. ]
because Red needs some happy
Mar. 26th, 2011 11:13 pmelectrowhipit[ This is where we are. Don't ask how, or why. Just know that it is a ballroom of sorts with a wonderful view. There is some music playing in the background despite the lack of band.
And there is a sharply-dressed Autobot looking out the window. He must be waiting for his date. ]
And there is a sharply-dressed Autobot looking out the window. He must be waiting for his date. ]
RP > dirt roads
Jan. 12th, 2011 01:09 amelectrowhipit[ There is a blue sedan trundling down a dirt road. It doesn't seem to be going anywhere in particular- in fact, it seems to be enjoying the scenery. It might also be taking it slow due to the other car that's following it. It's not exactly built for dirt roads.
When it rounds a corner, though, it slams on the breaks.
It's just found an entire field of these. ]
When it rounds a corner, though, it slams on the breaks.
It's just found an entire field of these. ]
RP > I'll just leave this here
Jul. 31st, 2010 09:46 pmgetoutsideswipe.livejournal.com[ 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--- ]
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzz--- ]
RP > nostalgiaaaaaaa
May. 11th, 2010 10:37 pmgearsof.livejournal.com[ 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 ]
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 ]
/posts something dorky and harmless
Feb. 22nd, 2010 11:03 pmwizardcop[ 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. ]
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 > nostalgia strikes again
Oct. 14th, 2009 10:52 pmgearsof.livejournal.com[ 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 > for the sake of test-driving
Jun. 13th, 2009 12:04 amfairyphonics.livejournal.com[ 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.
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.
