Friday, September 11th, 2009

[identity profile] decoder-rings.livejournal.com
And here they were. His men. His frat. Arthur was happily (if idly) fiddling with his gloves while he waited for everyone to enter. The door slammed shut omniously as the last one did. "Ah," he said, "I see you've all managed to make it. Welcome to Kappa Kappa Gremlin, Fandom's first and only fraternity. We are all men here..." his eyes trailed past Illyria, "Despite appearances, and we have a reputation to uphold."

and the two manly men get babbly! )

[co-written with that Prince of Princes, [livejournal.com profile] bitch_prince]
[identity profile] yakkoyaks.livejournal.com
On the deck there was a podium. Behind the podium there was a puppy... thing. And behind the puppy thing there was a poster of the puppy thing with the puppy thing's name on it.

Cut for a fairly small image of Citizen Yakko )

And the puppy thing called Yakko was giving a speech.

"... and then when the bees fly to the next flower, the pollen that stuck to their bodies will rub off onto the new flower, allowing pollination to happen. And that's why you should vote for me for Freshman Class Representative!"

Thus concluded a speech that involved South American geography, the story of the Sputnik program, and what was in the average Skittle. None of it made any sense at all, which was only appropriate.

"And to convince you to vote Yakko, free sleds for everyone!" Yakko pulled a large sack from behind the podium and started pulling out sleds to hand to anyone willing to say they'd vote for him whether they were freshmen or not.

Each of the sleds had the word "Rosebud" written on them for some reason.

[OOC: Come one, come all, get a sled in September! Yeah, I don't know.]
[identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com
Rose's ass was thoroughly kicked by her second training session in the afternoon.  So much so that she was pretty sure if she sat down on her bed, she'd end up asleep right up until tomorrow morning.  Which would be pathetic. 

The rain seemed to have stopped though so she wandered up to the roof and sat on the wall.  It was totally dorky, but she even had a book with her to study. Something about that new determination plus actually having talked Dimitri into fight training had made her realise there were other parts of being a guardian she hadn't been paying attention to.  So she was fixing it...even if this book was a little too focused on the threat of guns to the protectees. 

The longer she was up there, the less the book was actually getting read.

[Home from work early wheeee]

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