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capeandcowllogs2013-01-31 09:56 pm
bloodplay) wrote in capeandcowllogs2013-01-31 09:56 pm
Entry tags:
those who feel me near
WHO: nerd alert (egohalfempty) and douuuuche chilllll (bloodplay)
WHERE: MANBABYHATTAN
WHEN: SOME POINT IN THE 20S OF JANUARY
WARNINGS: you know how i typically spam introspective bullshit about every character i play when i write their tags? yeah his introspective bullshit is probably going to have lots of murder in it.
SUMMARY: Cyd Sherman meets a helpful new friend with nothing but the purest of intentions!
FORMAT: i'm so lazy help me god are you there it's me, margaret
[Two weeks after showing up, well after the encounter with Dexter at the Pie Hole, he caves and slinks back to the Porter building for a second communicator. This is, in general, a mixed bag. On the one hand, he emerges 20 minutes later holding a fresh new smartphone-lookin' piece of plastic, completely unconnected to Rudy Cooper in any way, shape, or form, gratifyingly anonymous, and ready to be used at the next opportune moment. On the other, Lachesis doesn't take kindly to people attempting to lift communicators in complete silence, which means he's just listened to 15 minutes of paralyzingly loud elevator music and it's registered to "Vanilla Ice." You win some, you lose some.
At any rate, he's walking back in the general direction of the MAC, comm in hand, mind occupied by thoughts and budding plans which should definitely not be transcribed fully, and as a consequence he's moving largely on autopilot! Not enough to straight-up walk into someone Three Stooges style, but certainly enough to knock into someone and upset their center of balance, or his, which is admittedly not a great idea even in a fake, underpopulated New York City.]
egohalfempty) and douuuuche chilllll (bloodplay)WHERE: MANBABYHATTAN
WHEN: SOME POINT IN THE 20S OF JANUARY
WARNINGS: you know how i typically spam introspective bullshit about every character i play when i write their tags? yeah his introspective bullshit is probably going to have lots of murder in it.
SUMMARY: Cyd Sherman meets a helpful new friend with nothing but the purest of intentions!
FORMAT: i'm so lazy help me god are you there it's me, margaret
[Two weeks after showing up, well after the encounter with Dexter at the Pie Hole, he caves and slinks back to the Porter building for a second communicator. This is, in general, a mixed bag. On the one hand, he emerges 20 minutes later holding a fresh new smartphone-lookin' piece of plastic, completely unconnected to Rudy Cooper in any way, shape, or form, gratifyingly anonymous, and ready to be used at the next opportune moment. On the other, Lachesis doesn't take kindly to people attempting to lift communicators in complete silence, which means he's just listened to 15 minutes of paralyzingly loud elevator music and it's registered to "Vanilla Ice." You win some, you lose some.
At any rate, he's walking back in the general direction of the MAC, comm in hand, mind occupied by thoughts and budding plans which should definitely not be transcribed fully, and as a consequence he's moving largely on autopilot! Not enough to straight-up walk into someone Three Stooges style, but certainly enough to knock into someone and upset their center of balance, or his, which is admittedly not a great idea even in a fake, underpopulated New York City.]
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Shudder.
No, seriously, the thought was making her physically shudder even as she slowly stepped out of her apartment. It was an intimidating idea, overwhelming really – so distracting that didn't even notice the stranger coming her way until they were mid-crash, painfully stumbling their way towards the ground.
See, this was why she hated going outside! ]
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SORRY THIS TOOK A CENTURY TO WRITE
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