"We mutiny!" Rikku announced, pumping her fist into the air. "Against ... um. Against anything we don't like! And for the things we do like!"

Okay, so Room 12 of the Arms Hotel -- Rikku, Gwen Cooper, Yzma, and one of the two Buffy Summerses -- had had rather a lot of liquor last night (not that it took much liquor to get Rikku tipsy, but that was ( Read more... )

The strange spell lifted as the sun came down, and left dozens of gremlins looking confused and bewildered all over the island. They skittered home quickly to tell tales of their terrible, no-good-day. Soon, a decision was made, and lo and behold, just an hour after sundown, signs started to appear everywhere reading SORY and WE MAKE IT UP TO U, ( Read more... )

Like so many weekends before it, the calm of a September Saturday morning was interrupted by the unscheduled opening of a portal in the park. This one sprang to life in a blaze of blue and gold and a burst of glitter before settling into something more stable ( Read more... )

This ship clearly was more spacious on the inside than the outside had indicated.

Rose DeWitt Bukater, however, was more disturbed about the fact that the servants had apparently mixed up her luggage with the clothes of someone who couldn't decide if he was a man or a prostitute.  The clothes that were in the closet of her stateroom!  Rose ( Read more... )

Charles Bass woke up fashionably late (he was fashionably late for everything) and headed straightaway to The Perk. He needed to brood and the perfect place to brood was in public where everybody could see you doing it. He got a low-fat macchiato with soy milk and sat at a table near the window so everybody could see the brooding. He had many ( Read more... )

Great. She'd taken off to find a nest, and it had been freakin' lemurs, and now she found out: she'd missed the island going to Hell.

She needed to call Dawnie and make sure she was doing okay.

One more reason to kill Robin, slowly.

Caritas was open.

The people in charge now knew where the kidnapped people were being kept. A party had gathered and they were on their way to the depths of the Underworld to bring their people back, no matter what stood in their way.

[OOC: For the raiding/rescue party and later in the OCD for the victims too. Please only join in if you specifically signed up for ( Read more... )

Each person brought to the catacombs found themselves trapped in a cavern with seemingly no exit. It was cold and lighting was limited and even their own breathing would echo off the walls. The Nightmares were lurking, waiting for fresh minds to taste, to inhale the scent of fear and panic ( Read more... )

Pain, Panic and a few lesser demons had their orders. They had people to grab and take to the Nightmares in the catacombs of Tartarus. Simple enough, right?

Maybe not, but they hadn't had a direct order from Hades in an unthinkably long time. They weren't going to get this one wrong.

[OOC: For those who signed up to be victims so they can be ( Read more... )

Robin was bored. Like, really really boring.

So, she decided to run a special.

TELL ME A JOKE
Make the bartender laugh, get a free drink!

Maybe that would help.