"I'm glad you're all here. You all know each other. For those of you who only met him once-- or on the other side of the bar at Caritas-- this is Jarod." She nodded sideways at him, and he gave a small wave to the room. "You all agreed to help me bring down the Centre. This is the first step. Tomorrow night, it happens."

( Five variations on the theme of escape. )

Zero's e-mail reminded Parker that she really needed to tell a few more people where she was.

TO: Isabel, Ronan, Anders, Logan, Angel, CC: Alanna
FROM: Parker

AT BRIDGE & XANDER'S. OK. ISH. SORRY IF WORRIED YOU.

HOW ARE YOU?

- PARKER

[ooc: open for e-mails, texts, phone calls, or peoples from New Tech City]

Angela and Abby

Chatting with Alanna
Zero at Fight Club

Isabel

Coffee with Kitty-Zero

Talking with Daissssy

Talking to Tyler

Talking and fighting with Leto

Very unnerving River

Fighting with Katina

Bridge
Xander

Of course, Parker's been drinking forever anyway. And she's living in Oxford, where the drinking age is 18. And it's not like she's turning 21 and can drink in the States.

Still, there are worse places to celebrate your 20th birthday than a very chic bar in Paris, no ( Read more... )

[Previously on Soap Opera Weekend!
Willow and Parker had coffee & commercials!
Parker was a voodoo priestess!
Ronan and Parker met up at Caritas after Parker had been drinking, then had sex!
Parker had sex with Tony Stark Some Guy in the Woods! And plotted Ronan's death! Then had more geek sex!
Anders was Parker's brother! Or son!
Ronan and Parker ( Read more... )

Since talking to Isabel earlier in the day, Parker had ( Read more... )

( Jarod's abusing SomeEcards again. Parker is being totally influenced. )

Last day on the playa. Which meant the clean-up-break-down-leave-no-trace was in full swing.

Unfortunately, the swing was interrupted by yet another dust storm. And the shower had already been disassembled.

Parker now remembered why she'd been so glad to leave this place last year. "Ack. Ack. Ick. GAH!"

[last Burner post, come one, come all! ]

The fire dancers were leading a parade of people to the Man.

"At least this year, no one managed to set fire to the thing on Tuesday night." Parker had her head tilted back, checking out the base of the sculpture, while holding a sparkler.

[ooc: And the Man catches fire. Open to all Burners!]

Parker was standing on top of Dave the Teal Dear van, and frowning. "Crap."

The clouds gathering on the horizon were very, very dark, very very thick, and oh yes, shooting out forks of lightening that looked like they could take out the average power transformer*, never mind the generators around Camp Voodoo.

*not to be confused with anyone ( Read more... )