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GENESSIA: A PANFANDOM RPG
26 December 2018 @ 07:54 pm
Who: 10th Doctor and you
What: Snowman Event
When: 14th - 17th
Where: All over!
Warnings:
Notes:
( The Weather outside is FRIGHTFUL )
What: Snowman Event
When: 14th - 17th
Where: All over!
Warnings:
Notes:
( The Weather outside is FRIGHTFUL )
11 December 2018 @ 10:05 am
[The video clicks on.]
I love the holidays, really I do! All the talk about family and hope. Lovely, wouldn't have it any other way.
[She holds up a finger and looks rather annoyed.]
My problem comes when I've to buy three things for the same person in three different bodies. Pain in the neck all of them, but there you go.
[And now the flattest look at the camera before she trails into a smile by the end of it.]
And I know they're not going to go and make it easy on me and just tell me. So any suggestions for something to give a pedantic, childish, warm-hearted idiot will be greatly welcomed.
I love the holidays, really I do! All the talk about family and hope. Lovely, wouldn't have it any other way.
[She holds up a finger and looks rather annoyed.]
My problem comes when I've to buy three things for the same person in three different bodies. Pain in the neck all of them, but there you go.
[And now the flattest look at the camera before she trails into a smile by the end of it.]
And I know they're not going to go and make it easy on me and just tell me. So any suggestions for something to give a pedantic, childish, warm-hearted idiot will be greatly welcomed.
10 December 2018 @ 11:35 pm
[Hector, Shi, Rapunzel, Karla, Dove, Sora, Martha, David, the 10th Doctor, Rose, and the 13th Doctor will all get a message on their phones, from a certain red haired fire wielder. In the background of the video is a partially decorated Christmas tree and a Growlithe half wrapped up in some gold garland.]
Hey guys. Just wanted to extend an invitation for everybody to come over to my place on Christmas afternoon this year. It's not a formal Christmas dinner or anything, but there'll be food and maybe a little carol singing and gift exchanging if anybody's up for that. It's come as you are, but ugly holiday sweaters are encouraged if you have them.
I know I already invited you, Shi, so you can just consider this a reminder.
[True, it might end up being a bit crowded in his apartment if everyone shows up around the same times, but every once in awhile, you need that sort of thing.]
Hey guys. Just wanted to extend an invitation for everybody to come over to my place on Christmas afternoon this year. It's not a formal Christmas dinner or anything, but there'll be food and maybe a little carol singing and gift exchanging if anybody's up for that. It's come as you are, but ugly holiday sweaters are encouraged if you have them.
I know I already invited you, Shi, so you can just consider this a reminder.
[True, it might end up being a bit crowded in his apartment if everyone shows up around the same times, but every once in awhile, you need that sort of thing.]
09 December 2018 @ 09:47 am
[There's a few short, soft lines of a rather playful Christmas song under her breath as she waits for the feed to start, then a bright smile once it's up and running. She's sitting in front of her fireplace, it appears, with her eevee crawling up her shoulder, a blanket draped across her, and a book in her lap.]
Hey! Would anyone be up for going out tonight, or this weekend? My treat, of course, [she offers, pushing her hair back and making an apologetic face over her shoulder as the little Pokémon topples back from the motion. Oops.] Things went well last time, and I thought maybe it would be fun to do during the holiday season as well.
Ladies, you're invited too! I'm not really... looking for anything specific. [Her eyes flick to something off camera, and her cheeks heat, but she mentally shakes it off.] I just want to get to know some more people, or have a good time with friends that still put up with me. [A laugh]
Hey! Would anyone be up for going out tonight, or this weekend? My treat, of course, [she offers, pushing her hair back and making an apologetic face over her shoulder as the little Pokémon topples back from the motion. Oops.] Things went well last time, and I thought maybe it would be fun to do during the holiday season as well.
Ladies, you're invited too! I'm not really... looking for anything specific. [Her eyes flick to something off camera, and her cheeks heat, but she mentally shakes it off.] I just want to get to know some more people, or have a good time with friends that still put up with me. [A laugh]
06 December 2018 @ 12:03 am
[Video]
[Hey look at that, an unfamiliar curly-haired man in a very... er, colorful coat is beaming at you from your communicators.]
Hello! I just wanted to try and reach out to whoever pulled me here, and ask you very kindly to just pop me back where I came from, please. I was in the middle of something rather... delicate, you see, and I really need to get back to help my friends.
[Pause, the smile drops.]
And before anyone who did not pull me here says anything... I am well aware that this probably isn't going to work. I just thought I'd try it. For fun.
[The last word is actually kind of snarled, and the video ends immediately.]
[Action]
[The Doctor is standing by the hologram as the woman gives her speech, and he's paying attention to it, he really is... but he's also bent forward slightly, inspecting the stand she's being projected from with great interest. He's not touching it at all; in fact, his hands are tucked into the pockets of his black-and-yellow striped pants. But he's certainly looking at it very carefully--for booby traps, perhaps?
When the hologram reaches the part about the anti-tampering precautions, he straightens up with a disgruntled look on his face.]
Hmph!
[He pulls his hands from his pockets and crosses his arms over his chest as he remarks to no one in particular,] Some people are just so mistrustful, honestly.
[Hey look at that, an unfamiliar curly-haired man in a very... er, colorful coat is beaming at you from your communicators.]
Hello! I just wanted to try and reach out to whoever pulled me here, and ask you very kindly to just pop me back where I came from, please. I was in the middle of something rather... delicate, you see, and I really need to get back to help my friends.
[Pause, the smile drops.]
And before anyone who did not pull me here says anything... I am well aware that this probably isn't going to work. I just thought I'd try it. For fun.
[The last word is actually kind of snarled, and the video ends immediately.]
[Action]
[The Doctor is standing by the hologram as the woman gives her speech, and he's paying attention to it, he really is... but he's also bent forward slightly, inspecting the stand she's being projected from with great interest. He's not touching it at all; in fact, his hands are tucked into the pockets of his black-and-yellow striped pants. But he's certainly looking at it very carefully--for booby traps, perhaps?
When the hologram reaches the part about the anti-tampering precautions, he straightens up with a disgruntled look on his face.]
Hmph!
[He pulls his hands from his pockets and crosses his arms over his chest as he remarks to no one in particular,] Some people are just so mistrustful, honestly.
15 November 2018 @ 08:52 pm
Who: Mai & Martha
What: Impromptu Lunch Date
Where: small cafe around the corner from where Mai works
When: Mid-November
[Even on days when the air was at ouch crispier, Mai preferred to sit outside. She had a little more than an hour for her lunch break that day, having finished her last assignment early and having plenty of time before she was due back to finish repairs on that motor bike. Minus the few minutes' travel time walking to the eatery, and that left her with more than enough leisure time to sit with a sandwich, cup of hot tea, and the book she's brought that day.]
[Another romance novel. Not unlike the one she'd read during Bulma's water park trip. The same author, even, though this one ventured a touch more into the fantastical genre. Something about time travel. A "forbidden" love across the ages.]
[...it was certainly enough to capture the not-so-young woman's interest, and she flipped pages more often than she took bites of the ham and cheese sitting only partially eaten on her plate.]
What: Impromptu Lunch Date
Where: small cafe around the corner from where Mai works
When: Mid-November
[Even on days when the air was at ouch crispier, Mai preferred to sit outside. She had a little more than an hour for her lunch break that day, having finished her last assignment early and having plenty of time before she was due back to finish repairs on that motor bike. Minus the few minutes' travel time walking to the eatery, and that left her with more than enough leisure time to sit with a sandwich, cup of hot tea, and the book she's brought that day.]
[Another romance novel. Not unlike the one she'd read during Bulma's water park trip. The same author, even, though this one ventured a touch more into the fantastical genre. Something about time travel. A "forbidden" love across the ages.]
[...it was certainly enough to capture the not-so-young woman's interest, and she flipped pages more often than she took bites of the ham and cheese sitting only partially eaten on her plate.]
09 November 2018 @ 08:36 am
Masquerade! Hide your face so the world will never find you
Masquerade! Every face a different shade
Masquerade! Look around, there's another mask behind you

Welcome
Though the evening outside is chilly, there’s nothing but warmth and lively atmosphere inside. The room itself (the ballroom atop the self proclaimed ‘most romantic and luxurious’ Genessian getaway) is almost blinding, glittering with gold from floor to ceiling, save for the towering framed windows that provide a beautiful sight of the city below. Tables are scattered here and there around the perimeter should attendees wish to rest their feet, but the centerpiece of the evening seems to be the massive, sparkling chandelier casting its warm, golden glow over a rather extensive dance floor. One end of the room is reserved for the band, poised just near the hearth featuring a roaring fire, while the other showcases a grand staircase on which one may make their entrance, should they choose to explore the upper lofts that surround the room beforehand.
Early in the evening, once the room has begun to fill, a couple steps up to welcome everyone on behalf of Genessia’s Performing Arts Center and the cast of their most recent musical. While the event is free, and they are delighted to be able to share a magnificent evening of splendor with everyone, they do wish to make everyone aware that should they choose to donate tonight, be it through benevolent gift or through the auction or gambling tables, all proceeds will be donated to the Red House Foundation- more specifically, Genessia’s branch, located in the heart of the city herself.
The call to enjoy the masquerade is punctuated with a deep bow and the swell of the band picking up once more to lead everyone into a night of majestic merriment.

Photos
With numerous celebrities about and the event in full swing, it’s to no one’s surprise that there are photographers practically crawling the place. Fortunately for all, quite a few have been hired by the event planning team and will be snapping moments (both candid and posed) of everyone in attendance. There’s even a designated area with various props to play with and a lovely backdrop doused in gold. These photos can be downloaded from the network later, so take advantage of these professionals, should your heart desire! After all, did one really look their best if there’s no photo to prove it?

Dancing
While there’s certainly no pop star performing and the music is much more classically suited, one will hear a familiar tune more often than not, spun by the tuxedo clad musicians to suit a more modern crowd. It’s upbeat and energetic for the most part, but every so often, they're likely to switch the mood to something much smoother (dare they say, romantic?) to sway to. Instructors are scattered throughout the crowd, should those unfamiliar with the ballroom style wish to learn something new!

Food
A party without food is absurd, regardless of the occasion. Drink flows readily from the bar, and an impressive variation of hors d’oeuvre has been laid out in a brilliant spread on the long tables along the edges of the room. Partake as you will, and leave a donation to show your appreciation if you’re so inspired!

Costume Parade
What’s the point of a masquerade without an outfit promenade? Show off your inspired attire to all who will gaze upon you. The more flamboyant, the more attention your costume will draw, and the more in-character one seems, the more believable the evening will be- Embrace the masks and let loose! Tonight is the night to be whoever (or whatever) your heart desires.

Gambling/Auction
Thanks to the generosity of local businesses, there are multiple donated items on which to bid, ranging from weekend getaways to baskets of sweets to… rather peculiar fashion and odd home decor.
To the right of the auction display, there are multiple gaming tables with waiting croupier, ready to assist those with heavy wallets attempt to woo Lady Luck. The winnings (should there be any) can be kept or donated- the choice is yours.

Gardens
If one finds a need to escape the swirling of dance and swell of the music, the gardens below may serve you well. There’s a lovely courtyard, and just beyond the fountain, a garden maze, well lit for the season with the gentle glow of dazzling lights. Take a stroll alone, or hide away with a lover or confidant, or snag a seat for the fireworks- the choice is yours.

Fireworks
No grand gala ever ended without a burst of excitement to round out the evening. Toward the end of the evening, the sky will be lit with a brilliant display of silvers and golds, all timed perfectly with the band’s final performance. One can watch from the gardens or the rooftop, or, if in need of something more ~private~, the balconies throughout the hotel.
Masquerade! Burning glances, turning heads
Masquerade! Stop and stare at the sea of smiles around you
Masquerade! Grinning yellows, spinning reds
Masquerade! Take your fill, let the spectacle astound you
((ooc: Questions? PM this journal or poke
08 November 2018 @ 04:47 am
[Action]
If someone had been standing in the small cave filled with the glowing water and a single silver cocoon, their first inclination that the occupant had awoken would have been the very loud BANG, followed by the muffled shout of pain that came from inside. When the Doctor woke up, at least in this body, she tended to do so immediately. Doing so while contained within a small, metal egg without first looking to make sure your head wasn't aimed directly for the lid was a quick way to give yourself one hell of a rude awakening.
She groaned, more in frustration then any actual pain, nursing her forehead for a moment before she looked up with bleary eyes, confusion worming it's way into her gaze as her surroundings became clear.
Alright, first thing; not the TARDIS. She couldn't feel the familiar vibrations, nor could she feel the telepathic connection that told her she was home. That was, obviously, her most immediate concern, but not the only one. Second thing; Ryan, Yaz, and Graham certainly couldn't fit into this tiny pod with her. Their own pods? Still on the TARDIS?
"Hullo? Guys?" She waited, listening, fifteen breaths, but no answer came. So, either not within earshot or able to hear her from outside the pod. She shifted where she lay, first noticing the soft silks that lined the thing. Meant for comfort? Or as decoration. The fact that the thing resembled some sort of coffin didn't go unnoticed, but she certainly didn't remember dying, not that her memory could be depended on 100% of the time. There had been enough times in the past when the Doctor had been caught unawares and not been able to remember it afterward.
The next thing, or things, she noticed were the items that tumbled from her chest as she moved, dropping onto the cushion beneath her. She frowned, shifting to reach for them and press against the top with her other arm, finding it easy enough to open, when one weren't bearing all of their weight and momentum into their forehead as they sat up abruptly. The lid of the thing removed, she clambered out, landing in ankle deep water, her nose curling as she felt it sinking into her boots and soaking her socks all the way through.
"Oh, lovely. The least you could have done would be to leave me a pair of wellies." She snatched the items from inside, tucking them under her arm as she turned to stare at the area around her, eyes dazzled as they adjusted to the dim light and the bright lights coming from the water itself. Huffing out indignantly at the realization that there were no other signs of her friends inside the small inlet she'd found herself in, she turned back to the pod, looking it over curiously, studying it for any markings or features that would indicate just who or what had created it. Nothing.
Not even a scan with the sonic was able to give her an inkling of its origin, and she sighed, tucking the tool back into her coat's breast pocket and wading through the water toward the nearby shore. Once she were somewhere dry, she could take a few minutes to survey the items that had been left for her in her metal, watery life-coffin.
[Video, some time later]
[The Doctor smiled brightly into the camera on the phone that she'd been so graciously left by who only knew, looking much happier then she felt, her head tilted curiously to the side.]
Hullo, Genessia! [She repeated the word a few times, testing different pronunciations. Hard G's, soft G's, long and short vowels. Eventually shook her head as if to clear it of the wayward thought.] Nevermind, I'm distracting myself, not important! I seem to have found myself on your lovely, glowing beach, missing my friends and my ship! I don't suppose any of you have seen any new, out of place blue police boxes out and about, by any chance? I'd be most appreciative if you could direct me there, if so.
Also, if any of you have seen three humans going by the names Ryan, Yasmine, or Graham, I'd be happy to know that they were safe and sound. They're under my protection, and I promised to get them home, safe and sound.
[She let the unspoken warning in her tone linger for a moment before grinning widely and waving.]
Anyway! Nice to meet you all! I'm the Doctor!
If someone had been standing in the small cave filled with the glowing water and a single silver cocoon, their first inclination that the occupant had awoken would have been the very loud BANG, followed by the muffled shout of pain that came from inside. When the Doctor woke up, at least in this body, she tended to do so immediately. Doing so while contained within a small, metal egg without first looking to make sure your head wasn't aimed directly for the lid was a quick way to give yourself one hell of a rude awakening.
She groaned, more in frustration then any actual pain, nursing her forehead for a moment before she looked up with bleary eyes, confusion worming it's way into her gaze as her surroundings became clear.
Alright, first thing; not the TARDIS. She couldn't feel the familiar vibrations, nor could she feel the telepathic connection that told her she was home. That was, obviously, her most immediate concern, but not the only one. Second thing; Ryan, Yaz, and Graham certainly couldn't fit into this tiny pod with her. Their own pods? Still on the TARDIS?
"Hullo? Guys?" She waited, listening, fifteen breaths, but no answer came. So, either not within earshot or able to hear her from outside the pod. She shifted where she lay, first noticing the soft silks that lined the thing. Meant for comfort? Or as decoration. The fact that the thing resembled some sort of coffin didn't go unnoticed, but she certainly didn't remember dying, not that her memory could be depended on 100% of the time. There had been enough times in the past when the Doctor had been caught unawares and not been able to remember it afterward.
The next thing, or things, she noticed were the items that tumbled from her chest as she moved, dropping onto the cushion beneath her. She frowned, shifting to reach for them and press against the top with her other arm, finding it easy enough to open, when one weren't bearing all of their weight and momentum into their forehead as they sat up abruptly. The lid of the thing removed, she clambered out, landing in ankle deep water, her nose curling as she felt it sinking into her boots and soaking her socks all the way through.
"Oh, lovely. The least you could have done would be to leave me a pair of wellies." She snatched the items from inside, tucking them under her arm as she turned to stare at the area around her, eyes dazzled as they adjusted to the dim light and the bright lights coming from the water itself. Huffing out indignantly at the realization that there were no other signs of her friends inside the small inlet she'd found herself in, she turned back to the pod, looking it over curiously, studying it for any markings or features that would indicate just who or what had created it. Nothing.
Not even a scan with the sonic was able to give her an inkling of its origin, and she sighed, tucking the tool back into her coat's breast pocket and wading through the water toward the nearby shore. Once she were somewhere dry, she could take a few minutes to survey the items that had been left for her in her metal, watery life-coffin.
[Video, some time later]
[The Doctor smiled brightly into the camera on the phone that she'd been so graciously left by who only knew, looking much happier then she felt, her head tilted curiously to the side.]
Hullo, Genessia! [She repeated the word a few times, testing different pronunciations. Hard G's, soft G's, long and short vowels. Eventually shook her head as if to clear it of the wayward thought.] Nevermind, I'm distracting myself, not important! I seem to have found myself on your lovely, glowing beach, missing my friends and my ship! I don't suppose any of you have seen any new, out of place blue police boxes out and about, by any chance? I'd be most appreciative if you could direct me there, if so.
Also, if any of you have seen three humans going by the names Ryan, Yasmine, or Graham, I'd be happy to know that they were safe and sound. They're under my protection, and I promised to get them home, safe and sound.
[She let the unspoken warning in her tone linger for a moment before grinning widely and waving.]
Anyway! Nice to meet you all! I'm the Doctor!
18 September 2018 @ 09:50 pm
[It had been some time since anyone might have seen that expression on Hikari's face. Not sad. Not angry. Not...anything, really. A cold, empty blankness fronting the whirlwind of emotions she was still trying to accurately process.]
[And the worst part of it was...it was for the exact same reason as before.]
[...well...almost:]
Oniichan...my brother, Taichi...he's gone.
[But this time, there was a pause after her statement. A hint of light still flickered in her eyes, and the corners of her lips even threatened to twitch upward in a smile. A sad one, but better sad than...before.]
It's okay.
He'll...he'll be okay. Back home. I have to believe that. Because I believe in him. And...the person who told me things work out for us.
[And the worst part of it was...it was for the exact same reason as before.]
[...well...almost:]
Oniichan...my brother, Taichi...he's gone.
[But this time, there was a pause after her statement. A hint of light still flickered in her eyes, and the corners of her lips even threatened to twitch upward in a smile. A sad one, but better sad than...before.]
It's okay.
He'll...he'll be okay. Back home. I have to believe that. Because I believe in him. And...the person who told me things work out for us.
16 September 2018 @ 10:51 pm
[he's standing on his office desk, sunglasses on and holding his guitar]
For anyone that knew her, and even those who don't, Professor River Song went home. Wherever that may be.
[uploaded into a library, he knows. But for now. Only for now]
We've lost a great mind and a good heart.
[then he mutters, almost as if to himself:]
And fare thee well, my bright eyed love.
And fare thee well awhile!
And I will come again, my love,
Though it were ten billion miles
[and he plays a fitting tribute]
For anyone that knew her, and even those who don't, Professor River Song went home. Wherever that may be.
[uploaded into a library, he knows. But for now. Only for now]
We've lost a great mind and a good heart.
[then he mutters, almost as if to himself:]
And fare thee well, my bright eyed love.
And fare thee well awhile!
And I will come again, my love,
Though it were ten billion miles
[and he plays a fitting tribute]
16 September 2018 @ 12:28 pm

The week of the carnival has arrived! With the combined effort of paid workers, volunteers, Azura, and those Azura decided were going to help her (Looking at you Fam), the setup has gone without a hitch. Those who come by the large park in Genessia City during the morning and afternoon of the 16th will see the carnival in various stages of completion. It isn't the sun starts to set and the sky begins to burn the colors of pink and orange with a topping of blue that the lights on the carnival tents and other structures come to life. THE CARNIVAL IS ON. It's clear that the carnival takes up almost all of the park; it's setup done so that the rides, attractions, booths and other assorted portions of the carnival are setup around ponds and lakes and take advantage of paths in the park. At the entrance are a myriad of food stalls, while the bigger rides are further in the back. In between are smaller attractions like games, but more importantly this is where all of the booths for the residents are set up. Several rows deep, the offerings here are wildly different and each engaging in its own way. Lastly, the larger attractions of the Carnival are organized in the large central portion of the carnival where a large area has been cleared and sectioned off in 4 large rectangles to house each with plenty of room. Carnival Fare
Main Attractions
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13 September 2018 @ 02:15 am
Who: Lea and anyone! (One thread semi-closed- see under cut)
When: Any time in September
Where: Various places
What: Job hunting, shopping, patrolling, just generally trying to be a responsible adult
Warnings: Shouldn't be any? Will update if needed.
( Read more... )
When: Any time in September
Where: Various places
What: Job hunting, shopping, patrolling, just generally trying to be a responsible adult
Warnings: Shouldn't be any? Will update if needed.
( Read more... )
12 September 2018 @ 03:29 pm
Who: Trunks (
light_of_willpower) and various, including Open!
What: Shenanigans in August and September including a meeting, cooking lessons, more meetings and meditation, training, and a date.
When: Mid-August through the end of September--I'm flexible with dates
Where: Genessia City, Torchwood HQ, Nova City, Attleton
Notes and other things: If you want a specific prompt just let me know and I'll happily add one.
( Cooking Lessons )
( Training and bonding with family )
( Private-Torchwood-Meeting )
( Time to get all fancy-schmancy-dressed? )
( Learning on a higher level and new meetings )
( Welcome to the world of tomorrow! )
Don't see what you'd like listed? Please feel free to add your own or drop me a pm and I'll add a prompt.
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What: Shenanigans in August and September including a meeting, cooking lessons, more meetings and meditation, training, and a date.
When: Mid-August through the end of September--I'm flexible with dates
Where: Genessia City, Torchwood HQ, Nova City, Attleton
Notes and other things: If you want a specific prompt just let me know and I'll happily add one.
( Cooking Lessons )
( Training and bonding with family )
( Private-Torchwood-Meeting )
( Time to get all fancy-schmancy-dressed? )
( Learning on a higher level and new meetings )
( Welcome to the world of tomorrow! )
Don't see what you'd like listed? Please feel free to add your own or drop me a pm and I'll add a prompt.
[There's a video on the network, and it comes across as a younger (well looking anyway) River than most people have seen her before. The exception, as always, is her husbands (yes all three of them.) That's because River's now from directly before hitting the library.
Oh, and she also doesn't remember anything about being here before.]
Goodness, does one often lose pieces of themselves when they arrive? That's terribly inconvenient.
[Her fingers brush her chest in a way that seems almost uncomfortable, because losing a heart when you're aware of it is one thing, but losing a heart when you don't intend it is another. But still, as always, River is putting a good and amused face on it, and smiling into the camera.]
I'm Professor River Song, and I'm looking forward to getting to know you all intimately.
Oh, and she also doesn't remember anything about being here before.]
Goodness, does one often lose pieces of themselves when they arrive? That's terribly inconvenient.
[Her fingers brush her chest in a way that seems almost uncomfortable, because losing a heart when you're aware of it is one thing, but losing a heart when you don't intend it is another. But still, as always, River is putting a good and amused face on it, and smiling into the camera.]
I'm Professor River Song, and I'm looking forward to getting to know you all intimately.
25 August 2018 @ 09:49 pm
Who: Courtney Marteniz, Martha Jones and YOU (guys can be at the club, but they weren't invited)
What: Girl's Night Out
Where: Hangar Queen in Genessia City
When: 8/19, early evening, follows this video thread.
By the time Martha meets Courtney at her housing and they make it to 22nd and Fir, Hangar Queen is jumping. When the door opens, music pours out into the streets and Martha shoots a grin at Courtney. It's been an age since she's gone clubbing it seems like, and she's looking forward to it.
They slip inside and head for the bar. Drinks first, and see who's beaten them here. And after that, dancing until someone's got to peel them off the floor.
[ Tag in, tag around, anyone who any of the people Martha contacted would've invited can consider themselves invited, and if you'd be out dancing coincidentally, that's fine too! ]
What: Girl's Night Out
Where: Hangar Queen in Genessia City
When: 8/19, early evening, follows this video thread.
By the time Martha meets Courtney at her housing and they make it to 22nd and Fir, Hangar Queen is jumping. When the door opens, music pours out into the streets and Martha shoots a grin at Courtney. It's been an age since she's gone clubbing it seems like, and she's looking forward to it.
They slip inside and head for the bar. Drinks first, and see who's beaten them here. And after that, dancing until someone's got to peel them off the floor.
[ Tag in, tag around, anyone who any of the people Martha contacted would've invited can consider themselves invited, and if you'd be out dancing coincidentally, that's fine too! ]
12 August 2018 @ 10:13 am
[Yesterday, Mantis had found a replacement for her broken lamp at long last. It took a while given her meager paycheck, and while a lamp would have been a nice personal touch to her dingy poorly lit motel room, it wasn't a necessity.]
[It was sheer luck that she happened to pass a garage sale, and once she learned that it was not the garage but the items on the tables next to the garage, she found the most beautiful lamp she had ever seen. The shade was fashioned out of tiffany glass in greens, blues, and purples, with little dragonflies patterned upon it. She fell in love with the lamp and bought it, carried it home, and set it up next to her bed so she could look at it when she fell asleep.]
[Then the Paperboy CAME IN THE NIGHT.]
[She awoke with a start at the sound of shattering glass, twice: once as the newspaper crashed through the dirty motel window, and again as it collided with her lamp, knocked it over, and shattered the cunning glass work. Mantis sat up in bed with a jolt, and when she saw her lamp, her antennae drooped sadly. :c]
[Outside, she can hear the hotel manager bellowing in rage. 'BUG LADY! Did you break that window?! You'll have to pay for that!']
[And just like that, Mantis is in debt. She's swept up what she could of the lamp and placed it into a paper grocery bag. Perhaps she can get it fixed. She carries it with her up and down the streets in search of a repair shop, but no one seems able to fix it. She's told to just throw it out, but she can't bring herself to do it. Where else is she going to find a lamp with dragonflies on it?]
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[VIDEO]
[Mantis looks dejected, but she's smiling as hard as she can. It...doesn't look great. The dissonance is probably a little creepy.]
I would like a temporary job to earn more money. My skills are limited, but I will do my best for you.
[She will try. She will try so hard.Success is not guaranteed.]
[It was sheer luck that she happened to pass a garage sale, and once she learned that it was not the garage but the items on the tables next to the garage, she found the most beautiful lamp she had ever seen. The shade was fashioned out of tiffany glass in greens, blues, and purples, with little dragonflies patterned upon it. She fell in love with the lamp and bought it, carried it home, and set it up next to her bed so she could look at it when she fell asleep.]
[Then the Paperboy CAME IN THE NIGHT.]
[She awoke with a start at the sound of shattering glass, twice: once as the newspaper crashed through the dirty motel window, and again as it collided with her lamp, knocked it over, and shattered the cunning glass work. Mantis sat up in bed with a jolt, and when she saw her lamp, her antennae drooped sadly. :c]
[Outside, she can hear the hotel manager bellowing in rage. 'BUG LADY! Did you break that window?! You'll have to pay for that!']
[And just like that, Mantis is in debt. She's swept up what she could of the lamp and placed it into a paper grocery bag. Perhaps she can get it fixed. She carries it with her up and down the streets in search of a repair shop, but no one seems able to fix it. She's told to just throw it out, but she can't bring herself to do it. Where else is she going to find a lamp with dragonflies on it?]
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[VIDEO]
[Mantis looks dejected, but she's smiling as hard as she can. It...doesn't look great. The dissonance is probably a little creepy.]
I would like a temporary job to earn more money. My skills are limited, but I will do my best for you.
[She will try. She will try so hard.
So I'm going with Everglade PD. If they'll have me. But I'm stocking up on specialized bullets, just in case. And taking a bounty. -- Which is really weird to say. Don't worry, I'm not going Dog the Bounty Hunter, if anyone knows who that is.
Anyway, I'm taking recommendations on firearms, and specifically, anti-magic bullets. What is there that combats superpowers? Anything? And what's the normal defense against such things?
Oh annnnnd to all the Doctors and healers that helped first day, tha-- [Wow he can't even get the word out. WHY IS IT SO HARD?]
[Come on it's not like he's never said "Thank you" before!] That was righteous. [Someone help this idiot's slang. He's not even old enough to use the terms he is, they were outdated even when he was young. Save him.] I need some help testing it again for a bigger thing, though. You know. No big deal. [Which means it probably is...]
Anyway, I'm taking recommendations on firearms, and specifically, anti-magic bullets. What is there that combats superpowers? Anything? And what's the normal defense against such things?
Oh annnnnd to all the Doctors and healers that helped first day, tha-- [Wow he can't even get the word out. WHY IS IT SO HARD?]
[Come on it's not like he's never said "Thank you" before!] That was righteous. [Someone help this idiot's slang. He's not even old enough to use the terms he is, they were outdated even when he was young. Save him.] I need some help testing it again for a bigger thing, though. You know. No big deal. [Which means it probably is...]
29 July 2018 @ 05:09 pm
Who: Martha Jones and YOU!
Tag: Ahsoka, Danny Williams, Lorna Dane, her CR, anyone.
What: What Martha Jones does when she's not at home
When: July 29 - Aug 3
Where: Torchwood, Nova, the Uni, the Shrine at Genessia, a bar, doctoring--anywhere
Warnings: None, but I'll adjust if that changes
( Finding a little chill )
[ ooc: find Martha meditating at the Shrine, attending classes at the Uni, at work in Torchwood, having a few drinks at a bar, riding her motorbike to/at a medical emergency, around Nova, between Torchwood and the Pond Estate...you set the scene. If you want her somewhere not listed, ping me on plurk and we'll make it happen. No visitors at home without a prior invitation. ]
Tag: Ahsoka, Danny Williams, Lorna Dane, her CR, anyone.
What: What Martha Jones does when she's not at home
When: July 29 - Aug 3
Where: Torchwood, Nova, the Uni, the Shrine at Genessia, a bar, doctoring--anywhere
Warnings: None, but I'll adjust if that changes
( Finding a little chill )
[ ooc: find Martha meditating at the Shrine, attending classes at the Uni, at work in Torchwood, having a few drinks at a bar, riding her motorbike to/at a medical emergency, around Nova, between Torchwood and the Pond Estate...you set the scene. If you want her somewhere not listed, ping me on plurk and we'll make it happen. No visitors at home without a prior invitation. ]
27 July 2018 @ 06:47 pm
Around Genessia
[Matt had forgotten how much he'd missed this. He hadn't put the suit on since arriving content to settle in with Luke and find work and a place to live. It had languished in a trunk as Matt had tried to live a normal life. But all that had fallen apart and while he had found work at Torchwood, Matt had still found himself at loose ends. But he'd tried to ignore the longing to put the suit on until tonight he could no longer fight the urge and suited up.
The second the helmet clicked on, Matt felt something release and he slid out of the window of his apartment with a smile for Wampa "Don't wait up," he called softly. And he was off heading for trouble senses on high alert.]
[Matt had forgotten how much he'd missed this. He hadn't put the suit on since arriving content to settle in with Luke and find work and a place to live. It had languished in a trunk as Matt had tried to live a normal life. But all that had fallen apart and while he had found work at Torchwood, Matt had still found himself at loose ends. But he'd tried to ignore the longing to put the suit on until tonight he could no longer fight the urge and suited up.
The second the helmet clicked on, Matt felt something release and he slid out of the window of his apartment with a smile for Wampa "Don't wait up," he called softly. And he was off heading for trouble senses on high alert.]