*This? This is one high-powered, fancypants lawyer standing in the middle of the room looking very confused.*

...This certainly doesn't look like my home. Would anyone mind telling me where I am, and how I've ended up here?

Typist: I BLAME GEM. Anyway, this is Mark Darcy from Bridget Jones' Diary, by Helen Fielding.

And walking, or more accurately stumbling, through the corridors is a Bridget Jones, she is holding an almost empty bottle of wine which she periodically swigs from and she is singing rather loudly ( Read more... )

Jackrabbit is not in the best of spirits ( Read more... )

In Mattapoisett, it is common for a child to have three mothers, none of which are biologically connected because the people of Mattapoisett can not bear children ( Read more... )

I heard tell that some of you are in dire need of a drink. So here I am, your friendly neighborhood bartender, willing to help. *spreads his hands, smiling* Bar's open, folks.

Typist: For the pups in need of alcohol, John is here to provide. Have fun!

Ken waves some sparklers around, still waiting for some proper fireworks to arrive. He's put up some tables of food and drinks for everybody so come join in for the party. The more the merrier!

"Happy New Year, everybody!" He beams, writing in the sky with his sparklers.

"Has anyone got any fireworks?"

He may be getting some from Lestat and from Bast, thanks to David, but Murata thinks that the more fireworks the better.

Anyone who ventured towards the dining room would find a Bridget Jones dressed in a rather garish knitted Christmas Jumper and standing by a row of tables covered in trays of food. Her mother was experimenting with different types of turkey curry this year and she has sent Bridget some examples to test out. She has laid them out for everyone to try ( Read more... )

Jackrabbit is back to normal.

For the most part. Still a little shaky, but he wont go off singing songs about random fast food restaurants or quote Lord Byron at you.

Come bother the recently "inknowed" Jackrabbit.

T: Whew. I was worried for awhile. Thanks to those who helped pull him out of it, and for those who saw the worst of it....sorry ( Read more... )

Jackrabbit is normally quirky. Most people that have met him realizes that hes a little...odd.

This...about does it. Hes officially....left the building.

Hes sitting quietly, staring at some string in his hands that he is winding around his fingers.

Come talk to him.

ooc: erm, so...he went mad. I'm trying to rein him back cause I like quirky ( Read more... )