Whole new experiment

[timecircuiton]

[Doc Brown taps the button on his recording machine. An outdated machine but one he prefers when he's making notes.]

Date: Wednesday. November 4th, 2015, 9:55am. This is time-space-reality experiment #2. After subjecting an experimental human to a second round of localized radiation during the night, the subject is showing signs of increased creativity and bursts of excitement that have manifested in my own existence.

[Doc pauses, confused for a moment before shrugging it off and continuing.]

This experiment may prove to be my greatest yet! Far greater than the invention of time travel itself, it is the first bridge across reality! The elusive fourth wall is nearly within my grasp...I can only conclude this effect will be exponential from this point on. I will report again when I have more data.

[He clicks off the machine with a pleased look, pausing to ponder what the next step would be.]

Perhaps I should perform a few tests to be certain this mundane is responsive to my frequency of brainwaves.

[Doc returns to his chalkboard, scribbling furiously.]

Canon is Hamilton the Musical

[adotburr]

 [Aaron Burr sits at his desk, looking faintly annoyed]

Knowing, out of all us, I made you tear up
writing missives to your buddies
without letting all your thoughts clear up
saying how you found yourself  in me 
your spark got bound in me
the way that you would listen
I might've thought that you would drown in me

I never thought it true
Watching you
Seeing you invest some time into
A ham who's had it easy every time he took a stride or two
Ha.
Heart-breaking isn't it?
Rewarded with third place despite all of my persistance
Wond'ring if this interest will move on to the next one in line
All I've had was resistence, when all I wanted was time

No, don't try and explain
You're as selfish as he is, all you're missing 's the name
I think it fits you
Do everything you feel like to try and appease
Maybe being here will spare me from the greedy disease
I get to be the first of the three of us online
if that means I have to hold my tongue for peace, then fine.

(no subject)

[flowingsand]

Hey, mun, great news. New season! Updated graphics! I can have icons that don't make people's retinas want to die! So you're going to get to work on making those now, right?

...Right?

(Also: Let's all make an agreement to never mention the NDGO match ever again.)

Season 6 feels/homeless

[notaafraidanymore]

Why are you acting so surprised and upset over what's happened here recently? You knew those people were weak as well as I did. You knew they weren't going to survive, people like that never do. Besides I've already said I don't get to save people anymore....

Those uncomfortable parallels

[secondshift]

Don't make me watch this. I don't need to see any more cops in the hospital and the fact that this one looks like Dean is just wrong. I don't want to think about him being shot or dying in some operating room.

Don't you have something better to do than torment me?

flings out aus after aus

[dustyasshole]

Got no goddamn shame, you fuckin' heartless sack of shit.

Too Influenced By This Little... Flying Boy.

[secondtotheright]

Whaddya mean 'too influenced' by me? All I suggested was bringing me out to play, you didn't have to do it, you did that all on your own. So what is this place, anyways, mun? It looks nothing like Neverland, and that's the best place ever!

... What's a mun anyway?

ex-posted from dear player because I can't resist

[boomsticking]

( Ash vs Evil Dead Spoilers lurk under here )

canon:Enzai

[ghost_soldier]

....you're worn down. If you are able to sleep, you should. It's important to rest. Don't make that face. It's hardly my fault that you haven't seen any of my castmates.

Honestly, though. Making me a cop. I supposed it isn't too far out the realm of possibility: I was a soldier. But I would honestly not want to be in that kind of role again. I'm not suited. And it never ends well.

On being accepted at carvaka

[dormitinpace]

That's wonderful. I've needed a new place to broadcast to.

[The voice that comes happily across the network sounds a lot like a late night home shopping network had way too much coffee. His voice is light and singsonging but empty somehow.] Remember during the sandstorm when we got to see them all? To give them big hugs and tell them how important they are to us? I remember seeing Cecil there when the vortex opened. We had a special moment there between the worlds. A very special moment.

I didn't see a vortex this time though. I was just here. Here isn't an outdated dry radio station either with a picture of a man who is like me but not me. There also - [Kevin's happy voice drops ten degrees in tone, a hint of menace to it as if giving out a warning] - aren't any pictures of lighthouses. Not a one.

[The whiplash shift to happy is instantaneous, polite laughter and what one can image is a smile.] But there was no vortex or door. No literal five-headed dragons. No pictures of teeth either or interns named Sean. A shame that. Just look at the state of these windows. Vanessa, my intern, should be around shortly. Then we can get back to work. Work is more important than anything! It makes us feel fulfilled, alive. In fact, it's more important than living!

While I don't have any script, I know that here should be a word from our sponsors!

Having problems with cats that insist on floating five feet above the floor in the men's room? Don't have enough electrified volleyball nets for that picnic you've been named the happy Captain of? There some thought still floating around in your mind, hiding in a shadowed corner that you know shouldn't be there and the drills didn't get? We've got just the thing for that!

Walmart! Your company picnic, mandatory re-education and tire changing expert headquarters!