[yep, life is good. he pretty much conquered the kissing thing. not in quantity - Crowley you slick bastard - but in practice, being a good 300% less emo about it than last year. he didn't die this year, no one decided they hated him, he had a pretty good string of one-night stands, Del came back... and even if he can't remember him, his best ( Read more... )

[all week, Barney has been wandering the castle, in search of hapless people surrounded by fairies. he has pretty much snogged every single one of them so far - and yet, it is not enough. it's just NOT. he entered into this contest with Crowley and Faye, and he is In It To Win It ( Read more... )

Hey, guys! Hope you've all noticed the tables in the lobby - now you don't have to hike all the way out to town to enjoy WildKat's coffee! Those of you who DO decide to make it down to the shop, today, though? We're having an event.

Yes, an EVENT, because I say so. According to this big book of holidays I found kicking around, it is Chaos ( Read more... )

[Filtered to Anyone Who Might Have Blackmail Evidence of the Paradisa Scouts Plot]

Yeah, hi.

We need to talk.

[/Filter]

[with that, former Sailor Venti Green will be very, very happily admiring his fancy Indian suits and counting his free caisos, the sound of them clinking together echoing pleasantly over the journal]I gotta say, I'm gonna miss ( Read more... )

[Barney's tone's a little hard to pin down, as he dictates into the journal. he's not sure if he's amused or annoyed]

So, uh, Awesomeness Committee members? The Nines is .... well ... there's no more ninth floor. So um. [he smacks his lips for a second, staring at the door plaque in thought]

It's on my floor. The seventh.

[more thought ( Read more... )

[anyone wandering through the lobby today will be treated to the sight of a giant cake, at least six feet tall and half as wide, shaped like a castle, complete with little marzipan residents wandering around on and around it. there're also bowls of chips and dip, and pretzels, and cheese and crackers, and a giant punch bowl, and a keg. for anyone ( Read more... )

[sure, Fred had been the one to break the news, and Barney had taken it rough. he still was. but the numbness had slowly started to coalesce into something he could actually do something with. something appropriate.... something that spoke to a few other things he was quietly dealing with and pushing back, too. and now that Lorne wasn't there ( Read more... )

So, I wished up this suit, earlier today ... and I'm totally not loving it as much as I thought I would.

Anyone want to come take it off my ... hands?

And by hands, I mean body.

And by anyone, I mean ladies.

[backdated to Saturday night, post battles!][it's over. it's all really over. Barney's been hunkered down at Caritas with any other refugees, but his presence there has a twofold purpose. once he hears the good news start to come in through the journals, the villains falling one by one, he starts helping make the transition from shelter to bar ( Read more... )

[just because Barney realizes that he kind of upset Crowley by not trying to rescue him from therapy - and actually DOES feel bad about it in retrospect - doesn't mean he's about to come right out and admit it ( Read more... )