The Deck, Thursday Morning

Oct 17, 2008 00:42

Wendy had been planning on going for a morning jog, a plan soon scuttled by the rain of coloured rocks. Not so much because she had an objection to running in the odd but painless rain as that she'd rapidly gotten distracted by the effects of the rocks on her person ( Read more... )

agnes nitt, wendy watson, lola rennt, jack burton, deck

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unddann October 16 2008, 16:48:05 UTC
Lola totally lacked an appropriate colored icon thanks to not having photoshop on the mun's work computer wandered out onto the deck a bit carefully.

She'd certainly had plenty of time to get used to Fandom in all its absurdity, but this . . . .

"This is new."

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finding_x_dream October 16 2008, 17:05:14 UTC
"I'm beginning to think that new things that have never happened before are going to be pretty common around here," Agnes told her.

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unddann October 16 2008, 17:10:44 UTC
Lola nodded slowly, and was splattered by a bright green rock in the middle of her forehead. She wiped at it to no avail. "But it must run out of new things, someday, ja?"

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finding_x_dream October 16 2008, 17:17:22 UTC
"I don't know," Agnes replied, "But I kind of doubt it. It seems like a pretty resourceful sort of island."

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finding_x_dream October 16 2008, 17:03:10 UTC
Agnes had gotten hit in a face with a rock of her old favorite color (annoyingly light and frilly pink) the moment she'd walked outside. Thankfully, she barely had time to be disgusted by her new hue before another rock fell and she was bright green. And then blue.

Shrugging, she wandered over to lean on the deck railing and watched Wendy's dance. "Nice show," she commented.

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inthereflexes October 16 2008, 17:06:48 UTC
"Oh, what the hell is this?" Jack exclaimed, trying to doge the whatever-it-was that was falling--is...is that in his hair? PINK?!

Jack was holding a deck chair above his head much as a lion-tamer would.

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finding_x_dream October 16 2008, 17:18:18 UTC
"Magically colorful falling rocks," Agnes answered matter-of-factly.

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inthereflexes October 16 2008, 17:26:50 UTC
Well, that was true. Still wasn't helping Jack. "My hair is pink!" he whined whined. Thwack. THere, now it was red, too. "This is just crazy. You need a chair, too?" he asked, standing by another one.

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finding_x_dream October 16 2008, 17:31:38 UTC
"It doesn't hurt," Agnes told him. "Besides, I've already been hit -- it's too late to avoid it now."

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