somepartsbroken: (☆ - thousand years)
[personal profile] somepartsbroken
Excuse me,

You want the man Sarah Jane traveled with to come to the world? The Doctor AND Harry? Is that not a bit cruel when her and I have been together this long? And what of Martha and Reinette, would they not be upset if another Doctor came?

Oh wait, you enjoy the misery, nevermind.

Still, I doubt you will find Doctors, namely old ones. They are rare, like unicorns.
moeromoero: ((C) thousand-mile stare)
[personal profile] moeromoero
You want -- to send me away? Away from big brother... from Gaia itself?

[Her voice is quiet, almost whispering:] ...but I've only just come back...
itwasworthit: (pool)
[personal profile] itwasworthit
Oh you are so exited aren't you?

I do think I look a bit too much like the dead guy for you to be doing this. And what about your little ice mutant? Yes, yes you claim to love us all but really.

You murder me in the most unhonorable way for one of my kind to go out and then send me off to marry a prince? Do I look like a princess?
finefinefinefinefine: (did i actually win?)
[personal profile] finefinefinefinefine
Me? You're -- you're actually considering me?

Well, I'm... [He takes a pause to think about this.] ...mmmostly confused. A bit concerned.

I mean I'm not actually certain what you'd expect me to do there. Been ages since I've gone camping, and, well... I don't wanna be obvious, but they haven't exactly got airlines. Unless I got to fly one of those -- levitating submarine things...

[And just there, for a second, he's thinking that sounds sort of fun.]
original_fine: (state: confused or worried)
[personal profile] original_fine
I realize you're intrigued by the fact that two other versions of me could potentially be at [community profile] dagaz. That doesn't mean I need to be there. In fact, that means the opposite.

Too many Kirks on the dance floor. Isn't that how the song goes?

Look, I'm glad you miss me. I miss you. It's been awhile. But this isn't a good enough reason, with all your other duties. Then again, at least James isn't there...
brains_before_bullets: (thinking)
[personal profile] brains_before_bullets
What? You want me to congratulate you?

No way, man. This is gonna end badly, and you know it. Taking me from then? You know for a certain fact what I'll be like. This is just gonna end up with me getting hurt...

...Well, let me tell you this, bro. It ain't happening. I might not be able to stop you fully, but I'll dig my damn boots in and you'll see how it works when I give you the mule treatment.

'cause this ain't happening. No way. Not without a goddamn fight.
diana_abel: (Entrancing)
[personal profile] diana_abel
Dearest, darlingest, munsy,

Sigh...

You know, pookie. You're on vay-kay. You're supposed to stop thinking about me. You're not supposed to compulsively buy a bunch of crapola because it looks like stuff I would wear.

Dude, you haven't LARPed me in years. And you're not gonna again.

Peace and love,

Diana "so not the Cainite messiah" Abel
isthistheregion: (contemplative)
[personal profile] isthistheregion
If my creator were to be brought into the Nysgod realm...?

I cannot say. I only know the man from a half-remembered glimpse. From the entries in his journal. What little I can understand of it. Marcus has been hard at work translating the language of science. Perhaps he will be able to illuminate my origins.

In the meantime, I am more troubled by a different sort of uncertainty. The Nysgods see all of us as a danger, though many of us did no wrong. They plan to move us about as if we were -- dust, to be swept aside... meanwhile, others are being snatched out of the shadows by a faction that is, perhaps, more sinister...

No. My mind is assaulted with too many new questions.
gottakeepthebeat: (tell ya a lil' secret)
[personal profile] gottakeepthebeat
Oh. I'm sorry. Did you think you were sending me somewhere? Well, I guess if you wanna be that way, sending a poor blind bastard off into the unknown, by all means! Ship me away to magical places where porcelain gods can read my thoughts! 'Course, it's no skin off your nose, but could ya just hold on a sec there? Think about this. [ suddenly, deadly serious: ] You don't take me somewhere where there ain't a Beat, or skin off your nose will be the least of your worries.

For both our sakes.
diana_abel: (Serious)
[personal profile] diana_abel
Okay, chiquitita.

That's it. Enough is enough. Either fix me or drop me. But neither of us are having fun with the emo angst. I'm supposed to be your happy place, remember? "She throws herself at the world and expects the world to catch her. And if it doesn't, she grows wings."

Remember? You keep recycling the damn quote.

So give me some wings already.

And no Red Bull jokes, please.

Peace and love,

Diana "so not the Cainite messiah" Abel
colunderfire: (srsly)
[personal profile] colunderfire
Y'know, I don't mind.

[He really doesn't.]

If you don't have the confidence to play me... maybe it's better for all of us if you leave it be.

...No?

[A sigh.]

I'm beginning to think all British people are stubborn...
neverjoinyou: (i hear what you're saying)
[personal profile] neverjoinyou
Look. I think my user name says it all. You're not ready for this. Any Jedi master would tell you that. I know I can't exactly take the high ground on rushing in when you're not prepared, but I'm going to take a stand here.

Do you really want me in a place like that? With... him?
ancientstalker: (smallsmile)
[personal profile] ancientstalker
You're still adamant on sending me somewhere?

I have to say, I admire your tenacity, but the issue still remains. Will a game be able to handle an ascended being?

We do, after all, have full control of the lower planes. And there's the matter of finding things for me to do. Lowering me to mortality is an option, but it depends on the rules of the universe you're putting me in.

Sure. Nifleheim might be viable. After what happened on Verona, I'm not going to interfere.

...Maybe it would be better to app your friend's castmate first. If you want my advice.
somepartsbroken: (lean -1)
[personal profile] somepartsbroken
Look miss puppeteer, I know you think your doing good by your friend.

However, I am not about to switch my sexual orientation to fill the void in Kurt's heart. Nor will you force me. We both know you will not watch Glee, despite the rising interest, you wont watch Hannibal, you surely will not watch Glee.

What we need is a large box, some duct tape and a cattle prod. Stay with me on this. I have a point.

We will simply have to look through the multiverse for another version of Mr. Anderson to sweep our baby bird off his feet. With a new clone or version of Blaine, Kurt will be sad no more and we can return to our wacky adventures with everyone.

So, box, duct-tape and cattle prod. We find Blaine Anderson, trap him in the box, tape it closed and prod him if he tries to escape. Then deliver the box to Kurt!

Sound good? Yes? no?... what. Shut up. It's brilliant!
neverjoinyou: (sadfais)
[personal profile] neverjoinyou
Look, I don't even know what an "EU" is, let alone whether it would matter that I don't come from it and you haven't read most of it. All I know is I don't want to be stuck with him. My friends need me.

Wait. You said... my mother?
iamnotkhan: (compassion)
[personal profile] iamnotkhan
While I'm certain you mean to be flattering with your attentions, I'm not sure shoving me off into captivity, however pleasant, is the correct way to show it. I have a job to do. And friends. I have a place, here.

Hang on. Three female counterparts of the famed Enterprise's crew? That's a very curious phenomenon. One I may have to follow up on...
vampirequeenof: (Default)
[personal profile] vampirequeenof
I can't help but wonder to myself just how immortals taste.

Like a fairy or like a real old human?

Either way, I think it's time for me to get myself down there and find out what's going on with the local vampire population. Seems a bit of a clusterfuck at the mo.
oldmanstriker: (srsly)
[personal profile] oldmanstriker
Really?

Are you seriously planning on dumping me somewhere with aliens? You've bloody gone 'round the bend, mate.

Still, as long as they don't try to eat me, I suppose we'll get along fine. But, mark my words, the second something goes wrong, they'll regret it. And so will you.

[Arms folded.]

And I told you, stop looking at those damn pictures. It's not helping.
baboonsheart: (worried)
[personal profile] baboonsheart
No.

I'm not going anywhere without Caroline.

I don't care what you say, I wont do it... I can't she needs me.
somepartsbroken: (Default)
[personal profile] somepartsbroken
Okay puppet girl, lets talk this over.

You've be tearing through the Masquerade handbook, read the book of Nod, changed my face three bloody times. Might I add as well that with each face lift you'd made a new personality for me, yet kept the powers the same.

The back story, cliche. the powers, over done. And why are you doing this? Why? Because you think it might be fun to toss another character in a game centered around... do you even bloody well know the plot anymore? Oh yeah, possibly marry a prince or save a world I give not a shit about.

Oh and then the famous Caine and Abel. Yeah, I'm not going to be around them despite your cackling. I have every intention of keeping to my plan of hiding as a Lasombra. What's that. Oh, my little episodes, well I'll work on that myself. I'll make clever little lies to hide it all, no one will figure me out... god I hope no one figures me out.

I'm rambling again. I hate when I ramble. Rambling is as bad as idly watching life, which in turn I do as well but I don't want to tonight, I'm hungry and wish to feed. Give me something delicious to eat and if I'm lucky I wont feel such remorse for the creature later.