[So, hey, Plane. As if you haven't had enough of people chained together by now, have another pair! This time it's in the form of Chris and Haseo. Chris, for his part, is trying to stretch the limit of the chain by ducking away from Haseo - who has some sort of blunt object in her hand.]

H-hey! Would you cut it out already!?

[In response, Haseo ( Read more... )

[So, here's Chris. He's sitting on a park bench he happened to bring with him, one leg pulled up against his chest, an arm wrapped around it loosely. His other hand is near his face, making a few vague, gestures before he lowers it to also wrap around his leg. Chris seems to be expecting someone to appear shortly after himself.]O...kay. What the ( Read more... )

[It's been a while since the Griever put in an appearance on the Plane. Currently, he's flying about eight-to-ten feet above the 'ground', and surveying the area. He's not quite sure what he's looking for, but... after the surprise of an alternate version of himself and his brother, it never hurts to check for something new. Strapped to his belt is ( Read more... )

[Hi, Plane! It's been a while! In celebration of Chris finally deciding to come back to the Plane, now freshly off his experiment, he is... on a futon. Face down. With a pillow over his head. The phone on the bedside table that came with him cuts off mid-ring (not the greatest reception here, don't'cha know), and there's something of a relieved ( Read more... )

[Having been absent for the better part of a month, a familiar face walks onto the Plane. Except... it's not as familiar as it used to be. First and most notably, since everyone becomes a badass in the future, his hair is a little longer than shoulder-length and pulled back into a ponytail. Upon closer inspection, the curves on his face have ( Read more... )

[Chris is sitting at the bar, drinking a beer. He also happens to be wearing the computer-glasses Yasako gave him, and is surfing the web! Strangely enough, the main page he's looking at, which is a floating screen with similarly floating keyboard underneath it, seems to be on news in San Francisco (as opposed to, you know, Amity Park). He seems to ( Read more... )

[Seeing as he isn't sure how long this being-a-witch-again thing will last, have a Chris. Who is making potions. In a smoking cauldron. Yes, an actual cauldron. It sits upon a table, along with a moderate amount of ingredients, varying from the type of things you might regularly see in a kitchen to some more... unique things, such as oddly shaped ( Read more... )

[Appearing on the Plane is Chris. Say hi to Chris! Unfortunately, he really would rather be the Griever at the moment. Why? Because possessed steak-knives (and other dangerous kitchen utensils) are heading right for him ( Read more... )

[The Griever suddenly appears on the Plane - but he's not alone. Pinning him to the invisible floor is a humongous, see-through purple and blue dragon (with a golden amulet tied around its neck). Its voice is loud and booming.]

NO HURT.

I-I get it! You can- get off now! [The Griever struggles under the heavy claws for a moment, while the dragon ( Read more... )

[They appear on the Plane looking rather worse for the wear. Chris, Hei and Henrietta are sopping wet, while Crowley and Aziraphale appear to be dry. Hei is moving forward as if he was charging at something, Henrietta is falling from about six feet in the air, and Aziraphale is slumped over, blood trickling from his head. Hei keeps going when he ( Read more... )