Jul. 20th, 2014

primafamiglia: (anticipate)
[personal profile] primafamiglia
You do realize that this will likely not begin well, correct? He will think me some ghost or delusion, and while I was perfectly aware that my life would not be a long one it is another to return from the grave and greet one's son as if nothing has passed.

Dio I may not even recognize him, Ezio is not a seventeen year old boy anymore.

...oh, that is part of your plan? You think it funny that I may attack my own son? Your sense of humor is worse than Mario's.
kmorgan: (Not letting you go)
[personal profile] kmorgan
Yes, it's true that I need a job, but if you're going to have me join Section 20, you might want to ask Stonebridge and his mun first. He might not want his (apparently) live-in girlfriend wandering around his workplace too.

I'm still not sure what's supposed to be so intimidating about Damien Scott. I've worked with Jack Bauer, there is no way anyone can be more difficult than Jack.
dreamtamer: (pic#7374767)
[personal profile] dreamtamer
 I guess you haven't talked to me in a long time.

[Takato pauses and smiles nervously.]

Um, this doesn't mean you're thinking of games again, right?  I mean, I don't mind going on adventures, but you always seem to pick awful places with lots of scary things happening.

I mean, I'm not complaining. Really. But could I maybe find Guilmon first? 
watertype: (Default)
[personal profile] watertype
It's nice outside, and you have a bike. What are you doing inside in your pajamas, mun? No more excuses.

If someone hadn't totally wrecked my bike, I would be doing the same.
glassheels: (pic#8073401)
[personal profile] glassheels
You remind me a little of him, Miss, when you abuse me so wonderfully.

[Don't start.]

Oh? It appears I'm bothering you. My apologies. Please, relieve your frustrations by beating me as hard as you like.

[No. Go away.]

No, no, I insist. Actually, I suppose 'I beg of you' would be more fitting in this situation.
theendiswherewestartfrom: (Default)
[personal profile] theendiswherewestartfrom
Okay, we've been waiting on this one. Finally getting The Right Doctor. Well, he's still the Wrong Doctor, but he's the Wrong Doctor in the right direction, bow tie, not scarf. Short version is, yes, he knows everything. So, are we opening up this can of worms?

Do we have to do this? I don't want to be mad at him. Can't we just jump ahead to the 'hey, there's a problem and we need your help to fix it' part? No, it's not fair to me, or to Bruce, or even to Four if we do that, but I just want to do it anyway. It'd be easier than trying to demand explanations that he probably won't even give me.

We need a middle ground between breezing past this or decking him as soon as I see him. Figure something out.
oirokeup: (here is your plate of death)
[personal profile] oirokeup
You certainly took your time picking out a username, and after all that fuss, you went with this? Hmph... I'll admit it's not the most elegant of titles, but at least you're not wrong. More importantly it looks like we're finally getting somewhere with this, so try to keep up a decent pace, mun, and we shouldn't have any problems.
legaltoughguy: (practicing his death glare)
[personal profile] legaltoughguy
When the fuck did I end up in a tornado? And to a lesser extent, when the fuck did I start wearing a tie?

...You know, just wake me up when Damien resurfaces. He's probably the one in the disaster. If he didn't cause it.
spitspot: (smile)
[personal profile] spitspot
Hm? Oh, yes, well, I dare say 50 years is quite a long time indeed. But, of course, that is no excuse to slack off from our work now. There are jobs that must be done, and medicine that must be taken before we may allow ourselves some - sensible - celebration.

[Would sensible celebration include a cream tea, Mary Poppins?]

Perhaps, if you are very good.

[personal profile] bambis
Promise not to tell Turk I said this? Okay? Cool.

( john takes a deep breath before he began to squeal like a girl. )

Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmyfreakinggod-

AAAAH! This is the most beautiful thing anyone has ever promised me. This is better than that time I made it through the ring of fire with Sasha. Bless your sweet soul-

( he placed his hands against his face as if to pray, and fell down on his knees. )

I want to thank my mun first off, and all the hot chicks at this place, and of course Bust-a-move guy.
hotheadedsavior: (You have my attention by snowglobe)
[personal profile] hotheadedsavior
So you're all caught up on my show? Awesome! Does this mean I might go somewhere soon?

[Listens to mun and pulls a face before sighing]

Yeah. I know. You're really busy. Couldn't you make some time for me? Maybe? I'll take a 'maybe'.
tharshegoes: (There is no way that's going to work.)
[personal profile] tharshegoes
Ah-ah-ah! That didn't happen! Yeah, sure, Dr. D went all mushy with the holiday spirit and all that, but I didn't! Okay, sure, I humored him. But you might notice, I didn't have any solo lines in that stupid song.

What do you-okay, no. Just because I smiled doesn't mean I was enjoying myself. Ever heard of a forced smile? I just didn't want to hear his whining if I ruined his little "Christmas sing-along" thing. I don't enjoy sing-alongs, especially not ones with Kimmy and her stupid sidekick hanging around and getting their good guy germs all over everything.

Got it? Good. Now if you're done gushing about my non-existent nice side, I've got a tan in serious need of some work and a plane ticket to Rio with my name on it. No, literally, it has my name on it. I booked the flight weeks ago.