Sep. 30th, 2013

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Sep. 30th, 2013 12:22 am
stairjumper: (Alone)
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'Driel was curled up in a big, comfy chair in the lounge, clutching a rag doll to herself as she read from a book of fairytales. The fingers that turned the pages were covered in band-aids; a good look at the doll suggested she'd made it herself. The coffee table across from the chair was covered with candy wrappers and a couple empty soda cans. She'd gotten a little overexcited when she'd found the vending machines.

The little girl frowned as she read, wishing one of her uncles was there to read to her. She really hoped they weren't too lonely without her.

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ANNOUNCEMENT 005

Sep. 30th, 2013 08:04 pm
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[The buzzing of an intercom coming to life that you've all undoubtedly have come to know and love can be heard throughout the entire campus again.]

For the record, 'property damage' includes smashing the intercoms I've so graciously provided you all with as a means to communicate with me. In case you hadn't realized.

[She clears her throat.]

Now then, I hope that little blackout didn't keep you all from being productive. Sharpen those minds!

[And then the feed ends.]

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I promise to lay off the punes, or plays on words

Sep. 30th, 2013 08:20 pm
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[The sun has begun to set when something...odd appears in the sky. At first glance, it's merely a shooting star streaking across the sky. At second glance, it seems a bit closer. Third glance? Definitely closer, and coming in fast. Should one stick around long enough, one would see a very tall man (or possibly a very tall skeleton in a black robe) riding a horse of absolutely pure white down from the heavens at about Mach 3.

Thankfully, a seemingly inevitable crash is avoided when He gently tugs on the silver reins, slowing the horse down to trot before landing softly on the ground. The rider looks around, intrigued, before speaking to His horse with a voice like sarcophagus lids slamming shut.]

IT APPEARS THAT WE ARE NO LONGER ON THE DISC, BINKY.



[[OOC: If you don't know the cannon, I strongly suggest reading this first so you'll get a better idea of what your muse is seeing: nojusticeonlyme.dreamwidth.org/333.html]]
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