Bucky Barnes
18 June 2012 @ 12:12 am
[ Bucky is currently flopped on the couch, feeling terrible. He knows it's not his fault and it doesn't seem like anyone is blaming him anymore, but still. He feels like shit.

He picks up his device and stares before muttering a 'dammit' and writing up a text to Natasha. "I'm sorry." is all it says when he sends it, not really expecting a response.

Bucky sighs and drops the device onto his chest and rubs at his eyes. ]
 
 
a knock out who’ll knock you out
[ There's one person who, probably, can understand what's going through her mind right now -- the images flashing, the terrible tugging at her gut, the pulling from numb to terrified and back again all in the span of thirty seconds. Knocking would have woken up the country's roommate, so Natasha did the next best thing -- she jury rigged a lock pick set from a hairpin and a carpet tack.

The door swung in silently, and Natasha made her way in carefully, shoes in her hand so she didn't make noise walking across the floor. She spoke in Russian, the syllables comforting and yet ashy in her mouth at the same time. ]
Tyotenka Ukraina?
 
 
Johanna Mason
18 June 2012 @ 01:45 am
 
Special advantages or not.. I always say peaceful is overrated.

Finally get home and the dog threw up everywhere. Gotta figure out how to get him out from under the couch of shame. But I hear he's not the only one to hide his face after he screwed up.

Jade, he didn't eat chocolate did he? Also I'm not a babysitter by any means, but don't you kids have school or something in the morning? Out kinda late. Do what you want.
 
 
icanbuyafez
18 June 2012 @ 03:11 pm
[The Doctor's voice and expressions are very cheerful at first, but they get more urgent and serious as the speech goes on. At the end, he is confident and inspiring, making you want to believe him, whether you really do or not.]

Okay, the nurses have finally let me have network access again.

Hello, everyone! I'm the Doctor, I was shot a couple days ago, but I'm doing just fine now.

More importantly, what happened to me is NOT a justification to use force. If we keep on this path, we'll just be fighting each other, like I said. And that will do nobody any good.

Besides which, while I have no proof of anything, I do believe that Ms Romanoff did not intend to shoot me. My friends, I ask that you take no retaliation on her or any of the other law enforcement.

We can escape this island if we work together. But it may be a long and difficult process, and so we must focus and channel our anger and frustration into productive pursuits.

Please, work with me. Nobody has to get hurt.

[Private to Erik//high timelordy security.]

I know what you did, and what you are doing. I'm giving you this chance. Refrain from any more violence, and I won't be forced to oppose you. Please - we should be working together.
 
 
a knock out who’ll knock you out
18 June 2012 @ 06:18 pm
Ask your questions.
 
 
Eridan Ampora
18 June 2012 @ 08:28 pm
 
this is wworse than the chainsaww
 
 
ᴛᴀᴠʀos ɴɪᴛʀᴀᴍ ♉
18 June 2012 @ 10:17 pm
 
iT'S FUNNY,
eVERYONE ELSE SEEMS TO BE INFECTED WITH THIS MYSTERIOUS, hUMAN pLAGUE,
bUT i DIDN'T GET IT,
i DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY,
nOT THAT i MIND, bECAUSE THE hUMAN pLAGUE LOOKS, uHH, pRETTY NASTY,
bUT i WONDER WHAT KEPT ME SAFE FROM IT,

cOULD IT BE, tHAT, bECAUSE i WAS IN THE BALL PIT, i WAS SAVED?




nO, pROBABLY NOT,




aNYWAY, i GET TO LEAVE THE BALL PIT TODAY,
i GOT A NEW ROOMMATE,
i'M NOT SURE WHO HE IS, bUT, i HOPE HE'S NICE,

aND i HOPE THE CURSE DOESN'T GET HIM,
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