[identity profile] corrupted-steel.livejournal.com
PRETTIES~

[like an incredibly bad parody of Mary Poppins, he's sitting on the fountain rim, crosslegged, frilly black umbrella shielding him from fountain splashing.]

So! So! Did the world end yet? Is it ending any-time soon? Shall I have to get to digging your graves? Shall I have to get to baking cookies? Tell me~
[identity profile] venushasawrench.livejournal.com
Okay Alfons, get the hell up.

You're sleeping all the time lately, you need to get out. And I know what will do both of us some good: tool shopping!

So come on, I'm not taking no for an answer!
[identity profile] fletcher-gundam.livejournal.com
I think I might have a solution to this problem, I mean, of getting out of here. Lessee.. I need lots of metal..and I need Alfons' fuel formula. I'm sure I can improve on it somehow..
[identity profile] chibinoa.livejournal.com
*Be careful where you step. You might step on a 2-inch tall, sobbing Noa, with a proportionately extremely large bottle sitting nearby.*

What

Aug. 24th, 2008 01:42 pm
ext_563044: (Bwuh?!)
[identity profile] nearerthesun.livejournal.com
What is this?! Why does the bathroom smell like... I don't even know what this smells like!

What happened in here?!
[identity profile] chibinoa.livejournal.com
*If Noa has the foul smell of...SOMETHING. Um...yeah.

That's because she's been using Ed's dorm bathroom (which also might smell of a foul something).

For potion Experiments.

Yeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. Blame Wizard!Ed. Please. He's the one who got her the potionmaking book for her birthday.

So have a Noa walking down the street, holding a very very VERY gross-smelling bottle in her hand, even if it's sealed with a cork. She's holding it VERY carefully...cradling it. Brownie the Eagle and Daddy's pocketwatch are both in her dress pocket, and kept away from the potion so they don't get dirty or wet.*
[identity profile] failed-alchemy.livejournal.com
*yes. Ed is seriously oversleeping. He wakes up every now and then, of course, but blearily decides that it's too warm and comfortable under the blankets to get up and only changes his position before going back to sleep. He's mumbling incoherently at times, Al's name being mentioned often, and Winry's...and sometimes Alfons's as well.*
[identity profile] chibinoa.livejournal.com
So Mommy, that scary man really isn't going to go inside and eat us?

But...but...he's so scary!
[identity profile] propria-manu.livejournal.com
[sitting on a bench with his red robes on, no flaming sword in sight or anything of that sort. he's reading a book and there are quaint little glasses balanced on the bridge of his nose, slipping down sporadically as he reads a rather large book.

the flesh wing is spread out in the sunshine while the metal one is folded.

and if one would notice...the quarreling couple walking by him makes up, the waitress in the cafe in front of him doesn't slip and spill the coffee, Heaven, even a random Envy decides that just for two hours maybe he could lay off kicking puppies.]


Hmmm. [scowls at the book and scribbles red into the margin]
[identity profile] armored-angel.livejournal.com
-You might or might not be able to hear the sound of clanking in the distance--something metallic. Something that could be easily mistaken for a clanking robot in the middle of the road. Or maybe the Archinator.

...Either way.

Even if you can't hear the loud stomping, or the loud crash, or the louder sound of twigs snapping...

A tiny voice should be hearable, in the distance...-



U-Um...hello? I-Is anyone out there?
[identity profile] chibinoa.livejournal.com
I had a dream last night about Daddy and Mommy and Me living in a house together.

I was going to that 'school' place, and Mommy gave me a kiss as I went out the door and gave me my lunch, and Daddy was reading a newspaper at the table. Then Mommy and Daddy kissed and I ran out the door to school.

And then I had a friend who looked like Wizard-Daddy, and my teacher looked like Mr. Pregnant Wizard man, and then I had a boyfriend, but I never saw his face, but Daddy did say he didn't want me around him, so I wonder who he was?

...

I hope that dream comes true.

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