Monday, February 28th, 2005
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9:45 pm
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Thursday, December 2nd, 2004
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12:33 pm - Tea?
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gred_feorge
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You and you and you are
all invited to tea
because you're all so good
with the joke and
we like you and this
is an apology but
it was still funny but
we don't want people
to be mad so
we're making tea!
With scones and cream
and lots of jam
and pots of tea
and biscuits and
sandwiches with the
crusts shaved off
and fish and chips
if you don't like
tea. Say you'll come,
pretty please?
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3:21 am - Kitsune Dragon Week Preemptive Strike
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gred_feorge
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We've secretly replaced
the coffee of these
three fine musehomes
with Bertie Botts
Every Flavor Two Alarm*
ground coffee beans!
Let's see
what happens.
[singing] "Every flavor in every cup!"
"Every sip an adventure!"
* Two "unusual" flavors guaranteed out of every ten sips. Personal preference may vary. Contains all the caffeine of regular coffee.
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Tuesday, January 20th, 2004
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3:10 pm - [musespace]
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taennyn
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Oooph!
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*from sprawled position on musespace floor* . .Vesta?
Vesta: *with great cheer* Yeah?
NORMAL PEOPLE DON"T FLING RABBITS AT MY CHEST! *sitting up, rubbing chest* Owwww.
Vesta: *tossing another story from hand to hand in absent juggling motion* Well, if you don't like that one, I have another . . ?
*eyes rabbit, which has attached itself to one sleeve of her sweater* No, one will be fine, thank you. Also--next time you decide to try out the arm? Please god remember that you throw harder than most people. *rubs center of chest ruefully*
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Monday, January 19th, 2004
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8:32 pm - Isael
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8:34 pm - Dear folks.
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hellvirgin
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Well, I kind of like this mirror place. I have to admit that. Maybe it's just getting around via mirror that makes it interesting, but I've yet to be bored, so that's all good.
The fire opal earrings mean I can actually walk around with bared shoulders. Amazingly, the universe has failed to implode. There is talk of stories, but apparently if I've inherited the bunny throwing arm, my aim is still off.
Dante's pretty ...I want to say hot, but what I mean isn't the same as what people usually mean, so we'll just skip the "hot" and "cool" bits. We talk, hang out, Dad anything else is not your business, and watch movies and things. Tails have interesting uses, too.
There's interesting things going on, but nothing I'll go into detail for you losers about, and any arguments may be taken up with my fist at your convenience.
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Friday, January 9th, 2004
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8:16 am - Don't bet a firemage
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Tuesday, January 6th, 2004
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11:24 am - They're comin' outta the woodwork . . .
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1:15 pm - Routines, emperors, and squires
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Friday, January 2nd, 2004
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10:55 pm - Meanwhile in the Dimension of...oh wait, wrong scenario
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4:20 pm
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Thursday, January 1st, 2004
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8:34 pm - Introductions, part 2 - across the Realm
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3:13 pm - Housing Firemages
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3:12 pm - Introducing the new boy, part 1 (from muserealm)
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Wednesday, December 31st, 2003
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1:13 pm - Attn: Vesta, Larathia
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1:00 pm - On the other end of the new MEEP . . .
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2:01 pm - MEEPness. (xposted)
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Tuesday, January 21st, 2003
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10:19 am
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larathia
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Taran: [snapping] Gwynt, would you please take your sex games to some other room? I am trying to write here!
Gwynt: [bare from the waist up and mostly focused on Cho] Jeez, who stuck a bee up your ass this mornin? [ruffling Cho's hair, tilts his head backwards so that he's looking down at Taran's work] Hey. That don't look like sheet music.
Cho: [attention diverted from apparently attempting to tickle Gwynt's sides] hmmm?
Taran: [looking up at them impatiently] It would be easier to converse if I did not have to strain my neck. Would you mind dropping onto the same relational plane as myself?
Gwynt: [looks down/over at Cho, then up/back at Taran] Yeah, I think I would. Who ya writin' to? Yuffie?
Taran: [shortly] No. An open letter to Lady BlackDeath's realm.
[Both Gwynt and Cho start paying attention]
Gwynt: [warily] ....why...?
Taran: [impatiently] Because I think it might prove beneficial. Because I think we might have something to learn.
Gwynt: [pursing his lips] Taran....you remember what happened last time we did a MEEP. We've still got two Zells runnin around, never mind the crack fest with Daniel, we damn near broke more'n a few people -
Taran: [mildly] And you have Cho. They are not unmitigated disasters, Gwynt. Good things have come out of them.
Gwynt: [heatedly] Only after a shitload of hell! [twitching] Look, okay, we got along okay with Rose's lot. But - what about the Eidyls? The fucknuts at Aislinn? This ain't a good idea, Taran.
Taran: [returning to his letter] Eidyl Castle and Aislinn Garden took a great deal for granted that the Mansion did not. We will begin slowly. Take it carefully, being respectful of one another's boundaries. [smiles] We can send Kei.
Gwynt: [thinks hard for a minute to remember who Kei is] Oh, no. No. Not my grandkids you're fuckin not! Send Noddy's crowd! They can get along with the UberBitch of the South, they can handle anyone, they're not my problem if things hit the fan!
Taran: [focusing on his letter] We shall see, Gwynt. We shall see.
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Friday, January 3rd, 2003
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1:55 pm
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Thursday, December 19th, 2002
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9:41 am
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larathia
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To: Lleon Alquharts
Loc: Rose-Mansion, OC wing
From: Kiel Dincht
Subj: Heads up
MSG:
Yo, old guy. I could video tape this but you want to see it. I'll swear Noddy managed to remove his spine. I could keep him for myself but I'll be nice and share. You'd really hate my guts if I didn't tell you about Noddy's dancing today. He's in really good form.
And...uh...bring all the dance-y type music you can get your hands on. I want him to keep doing this. It's great.
current music: Tatu - All The Things She Said
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