19 November 2013 @ 01:15 am
It's getting a bit chilly in here and last I check it's still November. Which means...

It's gonna get fucking colder. [And she doesn't sound too pleased about that.] Great, bloody great.
 
 
10 November 2013 @ 09:22 am
 


Thanks? I think? I still don't know if that's an insult or what.
 
 
09 November 2013 @ 10:15 pm
Who: Everyone.
What: The fancy anniversary/homecoming ball.
When: Saturday evening, November 9th.
Where: Four Saison's Ballroom.



[ You made it to the ball. Presumably, you will have an awesome time and/or be completely miserable.

Through the doors is a giant dancefloor, with a small orchestra on stage. They're playing beautiful music and later in the evening they'll be replaced with a DJ who will then pump up some sick beats. You can be like hot damn that's my jam.

This ball is full of fancy decorations, fine dining, dancing of all sorts, alcohol??, tears, everyone trying to look their best, and Dinkerton wearing a golden crown and high-fiving a crowned Coulson. The tables are circling the dance floor if you're going to sit down the entire time or you need to eat that food. ]


USE THIS POST TO ACTIONSPAM/LOG UP ALL YOUR BALL ACTIVITIES
 
 
07 November 2013 @ 10:09 pm
 
Formalwear is way more expensive than I thought it would be. I got this though. I went by Lackluster Video and they said I could start on Monday so I'll hardly even be broke. Kinda didn't think video stores were actually still a thing? But it's cool. I like movies.


Text message to Gwen Stacy #1 )
 
 
07 November 2013 @ 06:56 pm

[A webcam clicks on, revealing Tim sitting at his computer, the rheostat dialed down slightly in the room so the lights are yellow, warm, and dim.]


I was going to make a big production of this, like my last video.  I’ve got four versions, one fifteen minutes long with four different kinds of footage spliced in.  But that didn’t feel right.


I used to think I had good reasons for keeping secrets.  Secrets kept me and the people I cared safe for a long time.  Lately, I’ve had a lot of reasons to rethink that.


A year ago, Seta Souji asked me to take over his investigation if anything happened to him.  But to do that… I need to be someone people can talk to, and someone people will trust to be able to do that job.  To rescue people.


I haven’t always been the most social person on the island, but I think since I took over running the New Brew a lot of you have gotten to know me better.  


[He leans back, and takes a deep breath.  The motion brings his shoulders into view, which means everyone can see the red of his suit and the black of the cape.]


And since I’ve been patrolling as Red Robin for three years, helping the police and helping Souji fight Shadows almost since they first arrived… I hope you can trust me with that part of the job, too.


If you’ve got any questions, you can contact me here or at the New Brew, and I’ll answer them.
 
 
06 November 2013 @ 07:03 pm
 
Random Photos That Sit on a Camera & Never Go Anywhere: An Autobiography by Peter Parker.

part one out of a million )

If anyone wants nice ball photos, Mister Hotel Boss kind of asked me to make them look good while I'm there. So. Yeah, just pull me aside at some point and I'll make sure you have proof you were fancy. Or beforehand. Or whenever.

In other news, Gwen (that doesn't smell like delicious Asian food) I wanna ask you a thing.
 
 
What's more romantic than candle-light and flowers at sunset, more exciting than a flaming monster truck, more original than any club activity in the last six months, and still sane enough not to be mistaken for mysterious forces taking over the island or something I'd be arrested or committed for?

Please don't mistake this for a hypothetical question. If you can find me an answer in the next twenty-four hours, I'll make sure there are points in it for you, somehow.
 
 
03 November 2013 @ 09:56 pm
 
The aunties are teaching me to make dumplings. Like, for real dumplings. 小笼包. See? I even learned the characters for it.

I am, of course, hopeless at it, but they told me I had to keep practicing and I don't get a raise until I've proven I won't die of scurvy.

Okay, they didn't say it exactly like that, but they kept muttering about me eating all my vegetables. Apparently learning to cook 蛋花湯 (egg and vegetable soup- see, I'm learning tons!) wasn't enough.

And I'm pretty sure they gave me another charm to ward against the devil. Can't a girl wear thick eyeliner without getting harassed at work for it? Geez.
 
 
03 November 2013 @ 07:05 pm
 


Are you shitting me?





Guys, I shouldn't have to say this, but don't. Just... don't.
 
 
28 October 2013 @ 10:01 pm
 
Okay so I figured, now that I'm officially out of the ball pit (and also officially the king of Pilgrim Assassin!!) I should probably go check out my new housing assignment, right?? But like I went up to the third floor of West and there was a LOT of very loud and intense noise and this sign on the door:



So uh if anyone wants to help me move my stuff in I could use some help. Like maybe a lot of help.
 
 
28 October 2013 @ 11:44 am
Is nobody else going to mention it? Do I have to be that guy?

[ Oh hey. It's Spider-man, upside down. Turning the camera off himself and showing off some nice claw marks in the side of whatever building he's hanging off then recording the street. Somebody's ripped shirt over there. A trail of fur there. Some more claw marks. A broken window. ]

So. Werewolves.

Are we not talking about this either?
 
 
20 October 2013 @ 10:02 pm
 
Apparently I am all about jobs lately, so:

I'm offering tutoring to anyone who needs it. I'm good with most subjects 6-12, but I specialize in chemistry and biology. My name is Gwen Stacy aaaand I can be reached pretty much whenever. Come talk to me here if you're interested and I can give you a couple of other contact methods.

PS, that carvnival? At least twice as sketchy as Coney Island, and Coney Island? Is pretty sketchy.


( super ultra private as hell text to one Peter Parker: )

I want to talk about Madame Red's. More specifically, about Lau.
 
 
20 October 2013 @ 12:32 am
 
With all these security disruptions around the shop, it's very difficult to accomplish any business.
 
 
12 October 2013 @ 02:40 pm
 
Ok it was fun for a little while when Gwen was here but once you're by yourself in a ball pit for long enough the magic kind of starts to fade. Plus it smells too weird to sleep in and as a lifelong New Yorker I'm pretty much an expert on weird smells.

Peter, can I come crash on your couch until I get a new roommate??
 
 
11 October 2013 @ 12:15 pm
 
ok so my life up until this point has been fake. shway. thats a headache ill deal w/ later. like after i eat my bodyweight in pizza. freezer-burned peas & carrots dont really do it for me. good choco pudding tho.

but what i really want cleared up is todays date. the year being the priority here. the staff here are sketchier than the mystery meat and i cant get a straight answer from them. so if someone could just clue me in thatd be slammin.
 
 
05 October 2013 @ 06:13 pm
 
So, uh. Kinda weird question. But I gotta ask.

Anyone ever had these weird dreams... but it's like, you know they're not dreams, they're real? And you remember stuff. A lot of stuff. Stuff you didn't remember before.

That's not normal, right? Maybe I got a fever. Maybe I'm sick or totally losin' it but it's, uh, it's not— I mean, it was real. I know it was real.



[ Private: Mr. Lau ] )
 
 
01 October 2013 @ 10:17 pm
[The feed of the phone flickers to life with a kitten pawing at the video while rolling around in a shirt. It's not the only piece of laundry on the floor. Nope, there's jeans and more shirts.]

Urgh, where are you? You weren't supposed to be this...holy shit, did you ransack the laundry basket?!

[Sarah's not completely in the screen, off screen but her feet do come into view. The kitten scampers off to hide in her pant leg.

There's a soft sigh as she moves to pick up stuff and eventually her phone.]


Damn cat's smarter than I thought.
 
 
30 September 2013 @ 05:16 pm
 
Okay, I know I should be the last one saying this---


You guys are being way too normal for a bunch of people who randomly time-travel and turn into pirates.
 
 
09 September 2013 @ 07:01 pm
I am saddened to see my dear roommate, Peter-kun, has left us. Even Marie Antoinette seems distressed.

All he wanted was for me to find a path in this treacherous island and to infiltrate this shady system, but I let him down!!! Do not fear, Peter-kun - I will fulfill your request, even if it's late!!!

I've never done a resume before, but surely this will suffice. I would hire me in an instant, hahaha!

cut )

Ah, it also appears I have a new roommate. I haven't talked to him yet, but he gives me a feeling much like Peter-kun's. I'm sure we will get along wonderfully.
 
 
08 September 2013 @ 10:20 am
 
Not to be, like, that guy or anything but this weather's been a nice change of pace. Kinda like home? I mean, if I'm gonna die from heatstroke, better to do it on a tropical island than the middle of the desert in some broken-ass RV.

Wouldn't mind some AC though. Yo, I'm pretty sure even the jankiest crack den in the ABQ had AC, what's the deal with






Oh shit. Oh shit, my office