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Flocks of Owls
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racheltherunner.livejournal.com( Owl to Nathan )
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( Owl to Ivy )
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( Owl to Dean )
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Finally, since Peter had gone off to work, leaving her alone to, well, write owls (as well as obstinately work on planning her run, though she felt her current 'run real fast at the bad guy' plot was top notch), she sent off one more note.
( Owl to Peter )
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( Owl to Ivy )
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( Owl to Dean )
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Finally, since Peter had gone off to work, leaving her alone to, well, write owls (as well as obstinately work on planning her run, though she felt her current 'run real fast at the bad guy' plot was top notch), she sent off one more note.
( Owl to Peter )
Closed RP: A Pirate Mission
Sep. 10th, 2007 09:12 amlikeabadpenny.livejournal.comThere was a mission at hand; a mission of the utmost importance. Capytan Peg-Leg Pete, the Dread Pirate Morgan and Swashbuckling Specs had formed a dreaded Pirate Crew, and the Captain had decreed that they must go find his brother Nathan.
Why? Such lofty questions were not pondered at length in Peter's mind, but this was important. Nathan had to be part of the crew! And he had to help them bury some treasure, because Nathan was an Adult and could help with these sorts of things.
So Peter led them on a dangerous mission; running through-out the halls of Hogwarts, waving their guns and swords (sticks, really), hollering at the tops of their voices. Leading the way into Slytherin (which he felt was where Nathan was), Peter stopped in the middle of the common room, looking a little lost.
"NAAAAATHAAAANNN," he screamed, and then turned to Rachel and Gabriel, hands on his hips. "He'll be here. Somewhere. Nathan's always here when it's important." And obviously a pirate mission was of the utmost importance.
Why? Such lofty questions were not pondered at length in Peter's mind, but this was important. Nathan had to be part of the crew! And he had to help them bury some treasure, because Nathan was an Adult and could help with these sorts of things.
So Peter led them on a dangerous mission; running through-out the halls of Hogwarts, waving their guns and swords (sticks, really), hollering at the tops of their voices. Leading the way into Slytherin (which he felt was where Nathan was), Peter stopped in the middle of the common room, looking a little lost.
"NAAAAATHAAAANNN," he screamed, and then turned to Rachel and Gabriel, hands on his hips. "He'll be here. Somewhere. Nathan's always here when it's important." And obviously a pirate mission was of the utmost importance.
ms-miracle-grow.livejournal.com( Owl to Noah Bennet )
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( Owl to Sandra Bennet )
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( Owl to Peter Petrelli )
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Saving, of course, the hardest one for last, Claire finally sent out a note to Nathan.
( Owl to Nathan Petrelli )
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( Owl to Sandra Bennet )
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( Owl to Peter Petrelli )
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Saving, of course, the hardest one for last, Claire finally sent out a note to Nathan.
( Owl to Nathan Petrelli )
Application for Claire Bennet (Heroes)
Sep. 1st, 2007 07:34 pmms-miracle-grow.livejournal.com((Done with permission from the Heroes-muns. Spoilers for the whole first season.))
( I want to wake up kicking and screaming/I want to live like I know what I'm leaving/I want to know that my heart's still beating,/Is beating, Is beating, It's beating, I'm bleeding/Here we are now with the falling sky and the rain,/We're awakening/Here we are now with the desperate youth in pain,/We're awakening/Maybe it's called ambition, but you've been talk, talking in your sleep/About a dream, We're awakening )
( I want to wake up kicking and screaming/I want to live like I know what I'm leaving/I want to know that my heart's still beating,/Is beating, Is beating, It's beating, I'm bleeding/Here we are now with the falling sky and the rain,/We're awakening/Here we are now with the desperate youth in pain,/We're awakening/Maybe it's called ambition, but you've been talk, talking in your sleep/About a dream, We're awakening )
likeabadpenny.livejournal.com((Here comes Sockfest 07. May someone save our souls, and the kittens.))
( Clean shirt, new shoes/ And I don't know where I'm going to/ Silk suit, black tie/ I don't need a reason why/ They come runnin' just as fast as they can/ Cause every girl's crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man./ Gold watch, diamond ring/ I ain't missin' a single thing/ And cufflinks, stick pin/ When I step out I'm gonna do you in/ They come runnin' just as fast as they can/ Cause every girl's crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man. )
( Clean shirt, new shoes/ And I don't know where I'm going to/ Silk suit, black tie/ I don't need a reason why/ They come runnin' just as fast as they can/ Cause every girl's crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man./ Gold watch, diamond ring/ I ain't missin' a single thing/ And cufflinks, stick pin/ When I step out I'm gonna do you in/ They come runnin' just as fast as they can/ Cause every girl's crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man. )
Meerkat ATTACKS
Aug. 20th, 2007 02:20 pmlikeabadpenny.livejournal.comIn order to set things underway for Sockfest 07 the dinner party he had persuaded Rachel to co-host at their tent, Peter felt it was time to send out a lot of letters. Besides, Charles Fluffers the meerket was getting on the hefty side, so a bit of exercise would do him good.
( First stop: Fluffers delivers to Nathan Petrelli, and was told to act very hyperactive and annoying if Nathan didn't read the letter. )
( Fluffers is already a bit winded: Letter to Ivy Tamwood. )
( Asthma attack?: Letter to Jenks. )
And there was still a bit of a meddling to do on the side.
( Go, Fluffers, you can do it!: Letter to Dean Winchester. )
( First stop: Fluffers delivers to Nathan Petrelli, and was told to act very hyperactive and annoying if Nathan didn't read the letter. )
( Fluffers is already a bit winded: Letter to Ivy Tamwood. )
( Asthma attack?: Letter to Jenks. )
And there was still a bit of a meddling to do on the side.
( Go, Fluffers, you can do it!: Letter to Dean Winchester. )
Application: Dr. Mohinder Suresh, "Heroes"
Aug. 3rd, 2007 02:17 amdrmonologue.livejournal.com((Okayed by the other Heroes muns!))
An Indian man walks into the Sorting Room, carrying a small duffel bag, a computer bag, and a briefcase. Unlike many other applicants, he doesn't seem particularly shocked by his presence in this room; rather, he looks around with purpose, giving a satisfied nod as he surveys his surroundings.
When he spots the quill and parchment he smiles to himself and speaks in a cultured British Indian accent. "Now, how does this work?" He only registers the slightest surprise when the Dictaquill writes down his words.
"Very well, then." He sits down at the table and begins to attend to his application. "I think I can write it myself, though. Er..." He hesitates. "Thank you anyway?" He picks up the quill and begins to write.
( Is this outside the realm of possibility? )
"I have read the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. ___MS_________
I have read thehogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. ____MS_______.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. _____MS______.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. ____MS_________"
An Indian man walks into the Sorting Room, carrying a small duffel bag, a computer bag, and a briefcase. Unlike many other applicants, he doesn't seem particularly shocked by his presence in this room; rather, he looks around with purpose, giving a satisfied nod as he surveys his surroundings.
When he spots the quill and parchment he smiles to himself and speaks in a cultured British Indian accent. "Now, how does this work?" He only registers the slightest surprise when the Dictaquill writes down his words.
"Very well, then." He sits down at the table and begins to attend to his application. "I think I can write it myself, though. Er..." He hesitates. "Thank you anyway?" He picks up the quill and begins to write.
( Is this outside the realm of possibility? )
"I have read the
hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. ___MS_________I have read the
hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. ____MS_______.I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. _____MS______.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. ____MS_________"
likeabadpenny.livejournal.com((OOC: Any and all details about Sylar have been cleared with the mun first!))
( In your own blaze of hate you've spawn a fear in many lives/ You've taken action thinking it was all said on the signs./ Now I have time to dwell on, self-awareness, dreadful crime./ I saw colors too bright, not knowing that I was blind./ To think you are right/ To make sure it won't fly/ Is a making of a hate crime. )
( In your own blaze of hate you've spawn a fear in many lives/ You've taken action thinking it was all said on the signs./ Now I have time to dwell on, self-awareness, dreadful crime./ I saw colors too bright, not knowing that I was blind./ To think you are right/ To make sure it won't fly/ Is a making of a hate crime. )
soopernathan.livejournal.com(( SPLOSION OF HEROES, OH NOEZ :0 Cut for spoilers, though there aren't many. Just to be safe! This has also been approved by all the Heroes muns ^^; ))
...This was where Peter had disappeared off to?
One thing was for certain - Hogwarts was a place in which Nathan Petrelli most definitely did not fit. For a man who had spent the last several weeks, months, God only knew how long, of his life dressed continually and almost solely in business suits and ties - no, really; he practically slept in Gucci by the end of that election - he most definitely did not fit in a school so...crackedcasual.
Even as he was striding into the room, he was loosening his tie, trying to appear as informal as possible with several hundreds of dollars of clothing on his back.
( What a dump. )
"I have read thehogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. N.P.
I have read thehogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. N.P.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. N.P.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. ...N.P.?"
...This was where Peter had disappeared off to?
One thing was for certain - Hogwarts was a place in which Nathan Petrelli most definitely did not fit. For a man who had spent the last several weeks, months, God only knew how long, of his life dressed continually and almost solely in business suits and ties - no, really; he practically slept in Gucci by the end of that election - he most definitely did not fit in a school so...
Even as he was striding into the room, he was loosening his tie, trying to appear as informal as possible with several hundreds of dollars of clothing on his back.
( What a dump. )
"I have read the
hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. N.P.I have read the
hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. N.P.I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. N.P.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. ...N.P.?"
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