[identity profile] big-whoop.livejournal.com
*Guybrush, none the worse for wear from his little cameo in an earlier post, is currently sitting at a table in the cafeteria, munching on an apple while reading over what looks to be some sort of odd correspondence course. That said, holding something like that while magic reindeer are all over the place was probably not his best idea, as can be judged by the fact he currently has a small herd of them gathered around him sniffing at him.*

Look, I swear that's the only apple! Go away! No, you are NOT searching through my inventory. That's vaguely obscene. Hey!

*One of the reindeer successfully tags the apple!*

...you know what, go ahead and keep that. I don't want it now that it's got reindeer slobber. Bleah.
[identity profile] ghostsitter.livejournal.com
[So, CO, you're going to get a feed that involves a sort-of transparent young man staring at the camera.]

I'm pretty sure that everyone can see me now, but in case you don't; I'm a Phantom as well as Marona's guardian; Ash, so I thank all of you for taking care of her all this time I'm not able to.

[Right, what's next.]

Ah, that's right, I'll also be working here as an Agent, so I look forward to working with you.

Nap time

Nov. 24th, 2011 09:06 pm
[identity profile] micro-icarus.livejournal.com
[Action.]

Just because all the chaos from the rebellions went on never meant that normal work stopped piling up. Ed's been pulling double shifts trying to clear the backlog.

This is probably why you all keep finding Ed catching up on sleep in weird places. In the library, in the R&D labs, on the grounds...at least he's not QUITE up to just falling asleep in the hallway.

And yes, he snores.

[Filtered to Lucca]



Hey, can you meet me in the common lounge? Something we need to take care of if we're gonna keep this up.
[identity profile] winter-warwolf.livejournal.com
[[Action Prompt A]]

[From the gates of Earth-FB, A tall, hunched beast staggered forward. Soon as it's whole bodied entered into CO and out of the light of a full moon, the form twisted and writhe in pain as it shrank down to the human form of one Revmir Kostovich Volkov. Drenched from head to toe in melted snow and blood, Revmir swayed unsteadily as he held onto the tattered remains of his uniform]

White Death - damn.

[He fell forward with a hard thud, all consciousness lost]

((ooc: First come, first serve for logic's sake)

[[LATER Action (since I can assume no one is just going to leave Revmir to bleed out)]]

[Revmir came to in the Medical wing, pale and just covered with bandages and stitches. Next to him is a bowl of bullet shells]

How did I get here? Why am I...

[He looks at the scale the bowl's sitting on - a lightbulb goes off as he starts recalling what happened]

How Many bullets did they just pulled out of me?

[and why does he got a sudden urge to throw up and then get horrendously drunk?]
[identity profile] winter-warwolf.livejournal.com
[Video]

[Revmir looks a little vexed]

Could someone explain why breaking up teams and rearranging them at random is considered good team building exercise? I try to think from many views and none of them say this makes sense.

Perhaps I am not thinking in the right way. At any rate, I will be gone by sunset tonight and will not be back until tomorrow... I have important business to take care of.


[[Action]]

[Later, MUCH later at night - the lunar cycle of CO is full. There's a weird noise coming from inside the Waste Processing Plant... it sounded like whimpering? And yowling? What's going on in there?]

((ooc: Revmir is normal. Prompt two could lead to potential harm for characters FYI))
[identity profile] sacred-thunder.livejournal.com
This again?

...Oh, well. I suppose this is better than the last time. At least this time it was intentional, though advance notice would have been appreciated.

For now, I'd like to try to compile a list of personnel who have not been sent to other divisions. So, if you are a member of Division 0134, please let me know and give me your name so we can keep things straight.
[identity profile] winter-warwolf.livejournal.com
[[Action 1]]

[Revmir can be spotted in the Marketplace with a flatbed card with a huge dissembled cage and layers of locks and chains stacked on top. He also picks up a 1939 edition of the Moscow Times... and a bar of chocolate. He doesn't too happy, and in fact a little guilty]

They really do have everything - but why do they use this system?

[but it is the only way to get what he needs so he forks over the platinum]

[[Action 2]]

[A large (Irish Wolfhound-size) canine can be seen wandering the agent hallways and grounds, sniffing the air and moving with a purpose that suggest he's smarter then the average dog. Anyone familiar with wildlife will realize that this is a wolf.

So what do you do?]

((ooc: pick 1 or 2))
[identity profile] winter-warwolf.livejournal.com
[Revmir took the time to read the manual from back to front before turning on his PDA]

[Video]

[A big man of indeterminate age appears wearing a fur-lined cap and a military uniform. He snaps a sharp salute with his free hand and spoke in a heavily-accented, but firm clip]

Greetings. I am Red Army Man Revmir Kostovich Volkov of the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics, reporting for duty to Confuto Ordinatio. Do not hesitate to call on me if you need assistance.

[he pauses for a moment, the continues]

I would greatly appreciate assistance in adjusting to the protocols of this organization. Thank you.

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