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1st-Aug-2013 09:07 pm
shippingmath: <user name="nimmo"> <user name="meercas" site="livejournal.com"> (pic#6227113)
Who: Dirk and Open
When: the afternoon
Where: Near the Library
Style: Starting prose, but I'll follow.
Status: Open

Today has been a day of training for Dirk.

Not his usual style of training, with a sword or even the puppets he occasionally uses to fight. Nor has he gone somewhere like the forest or the island which have plenty of open spaces appropriate for sparring. Instead, he's spent the day sitting by the front steps of the library. He isn't wearing the shirt emblazoned with an orange hat that is his usual choice, either. Instead, he's wearing a maroon shirt with a pink heart emblazoned on it.

He's also got a stack of books beside him that he appears to be making his way through. By the afternoon, he's been working all day to no effect, so he sets the most recent tome aside and leans back against the steps to get the crick out of his neck. "How the fuck do you even define a soul, anyway." He apparently isn't paying attention to where he is, because the comment is more than loud enough to be heard by anyone passing by.

shippingmath: (pic#5352263)
Who: Bro, Dirk, and any heroes of Vatheon who come across them
When: Throughout the day Saturday
Where: "hero cafe" to start, then around Vatheon
Style: brackets to start
Status: First option closed for Dirk and Bro. Others are open!


[Those familiar with Dirk Strider this week might know that he isn't fond of wearing shades, but today he's wearing a hard-to-miss pair everywhere he goes. The shades mask his expression, but there's more to it than that. His movements are jerky and sudden, as though he's being pulled around by little strings. He strides through the streets of Vatheon with none of his usual casual air. He's on a mission, and he has no time for anyone who gets in his way.

That mission is taking him toward one of the banks that litter the city, then into it. As he shoves his way in through the doors, he pulls out a gun, and points it at the patrons.]


This is a heist. Put your hands up, and give over your money.

16th-Jul-2013 11:50 am - While the villains are away...
thalassino: (» quest npc)
Seems like crime has taken a step up from just purse-snatching or someone stealing forty cakes when no one was looking. Those with a great sense of hearing or who happen to be at the wrong place at the right time will find that the good people of Vatheon are in danger. It's up to anyone who is willing to help to work together to save the day!


Something is happening in the lower district! )

Something is happening in the middle district! )

A string of crimes happening all over the City! )


Something is happening on the Network! )

[They may also wind up stumbling or following a goon back to the actual secret base to listen in on a meeting at their own risk. Good luck!

((If you are open to being threadjacked, then please put Open in your subject line. If you have an idea already and want to play it out with a particular group of people, then please put Closed in your subject. Thank you.

Have fun playing out the scenarios, and feel free to drop a note in the subject line if Carol or the hotel owners are needed or if you believe characters may have solved the riddle! The location of the bombs is random and characters are encouraged to locate and defuse them on their own.))
9th-Jul-2013 09:11 am - 002 - Dethbusking
skwisklok: (I shuts down now)
Who: Skwisgaar Skwigelf and YOU
Where: The Plaza
When: All day, just about all week.
Style: Action, prose, whatever.
Status: Wide, wide open.

Skwisgaar was pissed. Vatheon is dildos in just about every possible way. He found a shop that sold musical instruments, but they didn't even carry a basic practice amp. Nothing but grandpas guitars. After spending a hour trying to get a local to understand his problem, he was pointed in the direction of the Nostalgia Nook. He found a place there that had exactly what he needed: Krankenstein 4x4 amp cabinets. Krank heads. Even a "Dimebag Darrel" signature model Dunlop crybaby pedal... and it all cost 'starfish tokens'. The merchant refused to give him any of it without pay, even after he patiently explained his endorsement deal. Normally, any time he wore out his Digitech Whammy pedal or any other piece of his rig, the companies would send him a free replacement. For years Skwisgaar was rich enough that he didn't have to buy things.

Here though, he was not so well to do. He had started with a handful of tokens, but after buying a metronome he didn't even have enough to buy a patch cable, let alone any of the electronics he normally uses. At least he arrived with his guitar, but how would he get the rest of his equipment? Certainly not working like some regular jackoff... He might only have an unplugged electric guitar, but busking seems like his only option until he can get enough tokens to purchase an amplifier.

Thus Skwisgaar Skwigelf, fastest guitarist alive, lead guitar for the most popular band and largest cultural force on the planet could be found playing his unplugged guitar in the plaza with an old tin can front of him, begging for some spare change.

Put some money in the f♬king cup, douchebag.
23rd-Jun-2013 12:26 pm - Nst nst nst
stayb100ponyboy: (deal with it)
Who: Equius and all you dance maniacs
Where: Case de Highblood
When: the last day of the hat curse
Status: open
Style: I'll match

Equius had resisted for a long time. He remembered the last time this curse came around, and how he got stuck first in a cat hat and then up on the roof with no way to get down. He was not going to be wearing any strange hats this time around!

Of course, Vatheon had a different plan in mind for him, and when he got up this morning, a hat got knocked off the headboard and stuck on his head.

Now anyone walking past Equius' home--or anywhere in the general neighborhood--will hear a deep, thumping beat and see red lights strobing away. If you come inside, you'll be assaulted by music, killbots standing along the walls with their eyes flashing in perfect synchrosity, and all the furniture pushed aside to make room for this.

Welcome to Equius' rave.
16th-Jun-2013 10:01 pm - ♑ | Gamzee and beach parties!
420: (pic#1234342)
[The first part of this post is a network text, backdated slightly to yesterday.]

AiGhT, lIkE, i hAd mE SoMe hElLa sWeEt pLaN AlL FoRmInG In mY PaN HeRe wHaT I WaNnA PuT To yOu pEePs, So iF YoU CoUlD Be aS To lEnD Me yOuR MoThErFuCkIn hEaRdUcTs tHaT'D Be cOoL.
So
A MoThErFuCkEr cOuLdN'T HeLp bUt gEt hIs nOtIcE On fOr wHaT SoRt oF BiTcHtItS WeAtHeR We'vE BeEn bLeSsEd wItH.
GeTs a bRoThEr aLl sOrTs oF In tHe rIgHt fUcKiN MoOd fOr cHiLlIn oN ThE BeAcH AnD FiNdInG HiS WiCkEd zOnE, yOu gEt mE, cAuSe sHiT If tHeRe aIn't aLl bEiNg nO PlAcE BeTtEr tHaN ThE MoThErFuCkIn bEaCh fOr sPeNdInG YoU TiMe aT
BuT ThEn i wAs tHiNkInG LiKe, MoThErFuCk, I CoUlD Up aNd bE SpEnDiNg tHaT SwEeT TiMe oN My mOtHeRfUcKiN LoNeSoMe, FeElInG LiKe sOmE KiNdA GrEeDyTiTtIeD NiNa sTeAlInG Up aLl a tHoSe bEaUtIfUl mIrAcLeS FoR MySeLf.
Or i cOuLd iNvItE YoU BrOs aLoNg
So, ToMoRrOw i'm gOnNa fUcKiN ChIlL AlL DaY On tHe bEaCh aNd aNy oF YoU MoThErFuCkErS WhAt wAnTs tO BuIlD SoMe sIcKnAsTy pArTy wItH A BrO ShOuLd dRoP On bY AnD ThEn mAyBe wE CaN AlL HaVe sOmE FuCkIn fUn tOgEtHeR.
:o)



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[True to Gamzee's word, on Sunday afternoon, there is indeed stuff on the beach fit for a beach party. Which, lets all be honest here, is something we should congratulate him on cause the chances of him forgetting a party he suggested in the first place are about 42.0% .

It is very clearly not a strictly organized beach party however. A variety of beach related things (seriously, the shopkeepers were hella awesome here and had gladly helped Gamzee bring up a whole load of shit he hadn't even known existed) lay strewn on the sand, everything from beach balls to small, colourful shovels for sand castle building (no buckets, wow, what was he, some kinda perv?) to various drink coolers stocked with faygo, faygo, some more faygo, and just for the people wanting something different, some faygo too.

Hope you like faygo.

Or brought your own drinks.

But seriously, anything you might need to have fun at a beach party is there (except, as mentioned, tiny plastic buckets, please this is a very culturally sensitive beach party) up to a few surf boards, even. So grab whatever you want, find a friend or make a new one, and have some fun.]




[ooc: Please treat this post as your general mingle log! Gamzee invited everybody, so come on up, grab a cold faygo and have fun.]
27th-May-2013 07:41 pm
bestestfurrend: (equius! got youuu)
Who:Nepeta Leijon and Equius Zahhak
Where: Casa de Highbloods
When: During the unable to lie curse
Status: Closed
Style: Third person

Now where could her meowrail be... )
24th-May-2013 06:51 pm - Being robros
stayb100ponyboy: (Default)
Who: Equius Zahhak and Dirk Strider
Where: Equius' workshop
When: backdated to immediately after this
Status: Closed
Style: STRONG and manly

I will be very disappointed if Equius doesn't find out about Arquiusprite at some point )
22nd-May-2013 10:13 pm
bethehugejerk: (Default)
Who: Karkat Vantas and whoever!
Where: All across Vatheon.
When: Anytime during the week.
Style: Action please!
Status: Open.

[A curse that makes you say the truth no matter what you want is not exactly Karkat's idea of a fun time. He's not much a liar, no, and his worst secret isn't so secret around Vatheon anymore, but that's not the point. What's the point of being open if it's forced from you? And as outwardly prickly a guy as he is, he doesn't want his squishy inside exposed at will.]

[Unfortunately, as is true for every curse, life doesn't stop just because you're inconvenienced. There are groceries to get, his job at a video store to do, the coral to visit, and his usual sickle practice in the park. He tries to avoid people if he can, oh yes, but there's only so much he can do. Even if he evades them outside the hive, he can't exactly send mental waves to stop them from coming to visit him at home, if that's their prerogative. Ultimately, he's bound to run into more annoyance than he'd like. But what else is new?]


(OOC: This is pretty standard! Pick a place to meet him, and feel free to note a specific day if you have one in mind, though the second probably isn't too necessary. If there's any problem I'll let you know.)
21st-May-2013 06:00 pm - ♌ Leo gets techy with it - [OPEN]
fundemetal: (15)
who: Leo and Anyone
what: Programming the app mentioned here, but open to hanging out/chatting as well.
when: Every afternoon during curse week starting 5/21.
where: in the park underneath a shady tree
style: Starting with prose, but will change to match.
status: OPEN

Leo made his way into the park and picked out a large shady tree with a bench to sit under. If he was going to be spending all afternoon in one place it had to be somewhere comfortable and easy to be spotted in.

Buford was with him and he was using the sentient table to rest his SFC on so he could check for any messages while he waited for people to come get the app programmed in. He had no clue how many takers - if any - there would be, but he hoped that at least a few would be interested. He could really use the money to get some things from the Nostalgia Nook, especially some celestial bronze. He had a few projects lined up and couldn't get anywhere on them without some decent funding.

While he waited, he kept himself busy by fiddling around with some materials he'd gathered from the shopping district and from his magic tool belt. He built tiny machines and then took them apart again to make something new.
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