Jun. 1st, 2010

suchselfishness: (☠ Waiting for a Miracle ☠)
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[Rhode's lying on her stomach on a bed, wearing one of her lighter sundresses. She has a damp towel draped over her head and shoulders, but her cheeks are still a bit red.]

They say it's cooler than it has been, but it feels just as awful.

I'm getting all sorts of crisped and darker from going out into the sun, and then there's the burning, and even when you're indoors it's still ridiculously hot. Lying around trying to stay cool isn't fun in the slightest.

Deserts just aren't made for living in, summer or not.

[A sigh, followed by a long pause; she's staring over the top of her SC, toward the window.]

I do wish it would rain...
nevergetscredit: (There's no pleasing you sometimes)
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[The communicator's held up a little awkwardly in front of Merlin's face. He seems to be holding it in front of him as he yammers at it while walking along a corridor. Sure, perhaps he shouldn't be walking around while making a post, but Merlin can talk while doing anything.]

Am I the only one who thinks this "soul eating" thing is absolutely ridiculous? I don't know about all of you, but where I come from doing things like oh, eating people's souls is not exactly a good thing! Do you people not see what is wrong with this?

[He's not in view, but Arthur is keeping pace alongside Merlin, and snorts rather loudly at Merlin's kvetching.]

Must you tell everyone what you think, Merlin?

[Merlin sends a little annoyed look off to one side - obviously looking at the unseen Arthur]

It's my talking-box-thing, I can say whatever I want to it!

[A loud sigh - clearly, Arthur thinks Merlin should just get over it.]

You'll have to get used to it eventually.

You wouldn't say that if you were the one who had to eat them!

Well, Merlin, luckily I'm not.

[Merlin turns to the side, choosing to not look where he's going at all in favour of complaining to Arthur. Unfortunately, this is also when they happen to start making their way down the stairs] It's not lucky! Just because I have to be the one to--

[Suddenly, the screen spins around, becoming a while mass of swirling shapes as the communicator flies into the air. You can hear Merlin's yelp and Arthur's grunt as Merlin manages to knock Arthur of his feet as well, followed by the sound of them tumbling down the stairs

A moment later, and the communicator is lying still on the floor at the bottom of the stairs. A few metres away lies a sharp, shiny sword, while a foot can be seen poking out of one side.]


...ow.

[there's a long silence from the sword, before it seems to rattle around slightly.] Merlin, what have you done?!

[The foot twitches, before disappearing out of view] Arthur? Arthur!

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Jun. 1st, 2010 10:26 pm
[identity profile] invincibibble.livejournal.com
[recorded; he's talking already but he seems not to realize yet]
Oh shit man what the hell does this shit do, kinda looks like one of them fancy ass laptoplike cell phones folks have these days but like, kinda different thou-oh! [okay here we go, he's got this] Hello there, whoever's listening!

Some dude on a TV told me about the shit goin' down 'round here, so I get that I think, but man. Man, okay, it's like I told the awesome biker dude, I damn well knew there had to be some other world out there! I mean, zombies sure as shit exist, so why not aliens too? Well I mean I am on some other planet right and that shit makes you guys aliens -- but that ain't bad! That's goddamn insane, but still, awesome!

But uhh, gotta ask...

...anyone know if there's a Nick 'round? Or Rochelle, or Coach? Or actually hey, if Zoey and 'er friends are hangin' out here too then that works!

See, things ain't too peachy-keen back on planet Earth, I feel kinda bad 'bout leavin' them...
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[Video]

[The feed clicks on to show a very smug Holmes in obvious high spirits, but to those who are aware there is the barest hint of worry beneath the curled lip.]

Crane has been caught. He’s in the hands of the Kuzunoha Detective Agency, whatever they wish to do with him is of no concern to me.

[He’s reaching over to turn off the computer when Watson peers towards him and is soon looking over the network from Holmes shoulder.]

My dear, please also inquire as to the health of those two... er, Kurapika and his partner?

They seemed perfectly capable when they were ah, dealing with Professor Crane. *nod* But as you wish, Watson.

Kuroro and Kurapika- that was quite a bit of a show, are you gentlemen faring well?


[Watson nods and then fidgets some more, distracted, and then remembers something.]

Oh, and... My liege, England, is being confined in the infirmary at the moment, with Prussia to look after him. He is recovering well.