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minionsget.livejournal.comED.
YOU'D BETTER FIND THE CHIMERAS SOON.
WE'VE GOT FUCKING PROBLEMS.
YOU'D BETTER FIND THE CHIMERAS SOON.
WE'VE GOT FUCKING PROBLEMS.
minionsget.livejournal.comAngel!Al is fail. Truefax.
Aug. 12th, 2008 01:15 pmarmored-angel.livejournal.com-In the center of Central, rain has started to fall. Hard rain, coming out of a bunch of spirals of water that have suddenly appeared out of nowhere, with a floating Alphonse standing between them, wings spread.
With all the crazy things in Central, though...
Is this really that surprising?-
With all the crazy things in Central, though...
Is this really that surprising?-
edward-niisan.livejournal.com*as soon as he notices his wrist is not glued to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tepalchemist anymore, he kicks Russel's shin hard then runs away from him as fast as possible, to a place far away. Then, after he makes sure he sees no Tringhams in sight, he takes a deep breath and lets out a scream*
BLOODY HELL.
THANK GOODNESS I am free of that bloody bastard Tringham!
I swear if I was stuck to him ONE MORE DAY, I would have LOST MY MIND.
Gah!I am getting you back for that one, Mustang!
...
*takes one deep breath* *then another* *then another* *...* *then a last deep breath*
*walks down the street looking as normal and composed as he can be at the moment, still disheveled and flushed after running halfway through the city*
tepalchemist anymore, he kicks Russel's shin hard then runs away from him as fast as possible, to a place far away. Then, after he makes sure he sees no Tringhams in sight, he takes a deep breath and lets out a scream*BLOODY HELL.
THANK GOODNESS I am free of that bloody bastard Tringham!
I swear if I was stuck to him ONE MORE DAY, I would have LOST MY MIND.
Gah!
...
*takes one deep breath* *then another* *then another* *...* *then a last deep breath*
*walks down the street looking as normal and composed as he can be at the moment, still disheveled and flushed after running halfway through the city*
bibliospazz.livejournal.com Mr. Alfons, Mr. Edward, Mr. Tri- um- Russel, [stops when she feels someone smaller than herself tugging at her shirt]
Rick? ... Ah. Alright... I'll invite him for you.
And Green Fletcher - is he really green? ... he is?...- you're all welcome to join my housemates and I for dinner tonight if you'd like.
[goes about preparing everything. On the menu we have: pollenta, tomato basil soup, garden salad with shrimp and cilantro vinaigrette, chicken marsala and vanilla ice cream with raspberry sauce]
Rick? ... Ah. Alright... I'll invite him for you.
And Green Fletcher - is he really green? ... he is?...- you're all welcome to join my housemates and I for dinner tonight if you'd like.
[goes about preparing everything. On the menu we have: pollenta, tomato basil soup, garden salad with shrimp and cilantro vinaigrette, chicken marsala and vanilla ice cream with raspberry sauce]
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Jul. 14th, 2008 08:19 amred-eyed-rick.livejournal.com[He's standing outside of the book store at about two in the afternoon waiting for his big brother to hurry up and join him so they can go for ice cream together. He has one hand in his pocket closed around the money Sciezzie gave him, his new sunglasses firmly in place and his back against the wall.]
Brother, hurry up.
Brother, hurry up.
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Jul. 8th, 2008 12:13 pmunfatherly.livejournal.comThe lock is stuck.
DAMMIT
There has to be a way out of here...
((ITP: Every Tringham is locked in a room together. Because Lance and I are dorks. ...and I know we're the only ones who play anyone from that family but if anyone else has a Tringham journal they want to toss in go for it?))
There has to be a way out of here...
((ITP: Every Tringham is locked in a room together. Because Lance and I are dorks. ...and I know we're the only ones who play anyone from that family but if anyone else has a Tringham journal they want to toss in go for it?))
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Jun. 30th, 2008 11:09 pmmocks-ministry.livejournal.comSo there's three Fletchers. One is a girl, another is green and has been somehow Transfigured into a plant (I'm still working on how that could have happened), and the third is normal but has never heard of school.
And the rest of you sorry excuses for Wizards that can't even remember what House they're supposed to be in and what department of the Ministry they work for can go play with a Whomping Willow.
Whatever's at work here must be some very interesting magic. I'm not sure what to make of it, really. Might be fun to unravel. Anyone in for some extra credit?
And the rest of you sorry excuses for Wizards that can't even remember what House they're supposed to be in and what department of the Ministry they work for can go play with a Whomping Willow.
Whatever's at work here must be some very interesting magic. I'm not sure what to make of it, really. Might be fun to unravel. Anyone in for some extra credit?
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Jun. 24th, 2008 11:49 pmmocks-ministry.livejournal.comI guess finding myself in a metropolis I've never seen before is grounds for OWLS to be rescheduled. Professor Snape would be disappointed if he actually really cared.
Now I wonder what the odds are of tracking down an owl are.
((Because there's not enough Tringhams in this game, *pokes Ketsu* Have a Hogwarts Russel, he's a fifth year Slytherin, in his school robes. Be advised, he's a quick draw on his wand if he needs it. Fic he comes from is here.))
Now I wonder what the odds are of tracking down an owl are.
((Because there's not enough Tringhams in this game, *pokes Ketsu* Have a Hogwarts Russel, he's a fifth year Slytherin, in his school robes. Be advised, he's a quick draw on his wand if he needs it. Fic he comes from is here.))
.....Well hell....
Jun. 22nd, 2008 03:39 amxsniperkittyx.livejournal.comThis isn't....Econtra. The cuff's gone...which means one of several things could have happened.
I don't like any of those thoughts at all.
[She sighs and locates a place to sit, her cat like ears flicking every once and a while and her tail twitching occasionally.]
(OOC: Here be another Riza. This time, she's part cat. Call her a chimera and she'll shoot you. She doesn't like to be called one.)
I don't like any of those thoughts at all.
[She sighs and locates a place to sit, her cat like ears flicking every once and a while and her tail twitching occasionally.]
(OOC: Here be another Riza. This time, she's part cat. Call her a chimera and she'll shoot you. She doesn't like to be called one.)
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Jun. 14th, 2008 11:30 amhederasapiens.livejournal.comOh... is this Central? What am I doing back here? I was just in Xenotime in Mr. Belshio's garden... What's going on?
Brother? Are you here?
((...this Fletcher is a part-plant chimera because it's a dorky idea I've been having forever. Ketsuban btw :D
Also even though the icons don't show it his skin is tinged slightly greenish.))
Brother? Are you here?
((...this Fletcher is a part-plant chimera because it's a dorky idea I've been having forever. Ketsuban btw :D
Also even though the icons don't show it his skin is tinged slightly greenish.))
