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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Mar 26, 2009 0:15:16 GMT -5
Click: Hmm... does stealing this item have anything to do with safecracking? Is it on display, or in a vault, or what?
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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Mar 19, 2009 1:14:30 GMT -5
D: D: D: D: That's so awful! Man, I think I'm gonna need help from Abby writing Daniel's if she can.
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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Mar 16, 2009 0:06:46 GMT -5
Robin: All that? Please, you're making me blush. Hullo, love. <<pulls away from Chiyo to give Maera a hug>> Damien: Dunno. Might enjoy the water more if you'd join us, boss lady. Daniel: <<goes along with Riven with minimal grumbling>> Nothing else to do here anyway. At least it gets me away from that. <<inclines his head toward Ripley/Irene snugglefest>> Candy: <<to June>> Wrong? No..... just, well, never mind. <<turns to Michael with a smile>> Lessons? Oh, I dunno, I've never tried before... Nate: Unfair? You people want to leave me to the mercy of the tides! <<clings tighter to Grifyn>> Leo: Darling, if I could stop you from worrying, I'd do it a lot more often. K'ian: Oh no!!!! Broke it!!!!! <<desperately tries to build the wall she crumbled up again, very worried>> Giacomo: It's not Jackie, it's.... oh, never mind. Hello. Click: Hold on, am I the only one who isn't going on the boat? Come on, guys. Doesn't anyone wanna play with me? Morgan: <<turning to Cassie>> You don't have to worry about the fish, dear. They don't come close to the shore. Do you want to go wading with me? Aria: <<notices something...>> Oh, Sea, I like the ribbon you're wearing. <<little smile>> Chelsea: <<just lays back and smiles, enjoying the music>> Delphine: <<just sits there and scowls, disapproving of the cacophony>> OOC: I'll bet that stick gets pretty uncomfortable sometimes. Also...... Harlequin: <<saunters onto the beach the way he does so well, a pair of round Victorian sunglasses on his face>> I must go down to the sea again, for the call of the running tide/is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied...
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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Mar 14, 2009 0:26:55 GMT -5
Phillip is a dilemma. He really was a very good device- there definitely has to be a Phillip figure, or the whole breakdown with Daniel can't play out the way it needs to.
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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Mar 14, 2009 0:21:45 GMT -5
Violet- Is prepared to accept the challenge. Chelsea- Wanted in on the fashion fun XD
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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Mar 12, 2009 0:50:39 GMT -5
Violet- When I saw it, she called it. XD There was nothing I could do. Sorry Lianne.
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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Mar 12, 2009 0:19:27 GMT -5
Click: Uh, question: What IS this job, anyway? You keep talking about it, but you haven't even said what we're doing.
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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Mar 10, 2009 1:52:38 GMT -5
EXT. OUTSIDE OF CITY WALLS NIGHT GIACOMO: (sits leaned against the wall, head slumped forward in exhaustion) Remind me never to let you talk to anyone. Ever. CAPRICE: (chest heaving; ignores this comment.) Alright - let me get out the compass... (begins to rummage around in a bag at her hip) GIACOMO: Do whatever you want, but there is no way we can make any progress tonight. I need sleep. CAPRICE: (finding it, holds it close to her face, follows the needle's path with her eyes and points) There - that's where we're headed. (smiles at Giacomo) At the break of dawn! GIACOMO: (dryly sarcastic) Sure, dawn, whatever you say. (unwillingly pulls himself to standing) Come on, we've gotta find someplace outside of town to sleep, since someone got us run out. CAPRICE: (frowns, standing) That walking stick could very easily have been the rod. GIACOMO: Caprice, it belonged to an old man. I think he was a priest or something. It would explain the dress. Robe. Whatever it was. CAPRICE: I saw a chance, and I took it! (starts to trudge away from the city, scanning the landscape for shelter of some kind) That's another problem of yours; you never take chances. GIACOMO: I don't steal from monks! (follows her) That's a problem of yours! CAPRICE: What if he'd been an evil monk? Hmm?? It's not so unlikely... and even if not, if an innocent monk or two is wronged in the process of getting the inestimable treasure, (adorably steely look) so be it. GIACOMO: ... an evil monk? What in God's name is an evil monk? CAPRICE: (looks over her shoulder, eyebrows raised) ... A monk that's evil? GIACOMO: (keeps walking, talking more to himself than her) Right. Of course. How silly of me to question it. CAPRICE: (smiles, keeps walking) You are pretty silly sometimes. GIACOMO: And you, Caprice, outdo anybody I've ever met in that capacity. CAPRICE: (stopping at a tree) ... Good enough? GIACOMO: Well, it's as adequate as every other tree in this forest so I'd say yes, good enough. CAPRICE: (lying down at its base) Well, normally I'd say that adequate is never good enough... but my legs hurt. (stretches, smiling nonetheless) GIACOMO: Good enough for me. (drops his bag, rummaging for something. He withdraws an old threadbare blanket, laying it on the ground and placing himself atop it) CAPRICE: (lays her hands beneath her head, staring up at the sky) It's out there, Giacomo. And it's close. GIACOMO: Sure it is, Caprice. We'll find it. (is already drifting) CAPRICE: (shuts eyes) I know we will... (a long pause) CAPRICE: (suddenly remembering) Oh - (sits up enough to turn and look at him) are you asleep yet? GIACOMO: (little sigh, eyes still shut. He doesn't move) No. CAPRICE: ... Goodnight. GIACOMO: Goodnight, Caprice. (subtle smile)
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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Mar 10, 2009 1:39:46 GMT -5
Click: <<presses pause on her iPod, taking out her earbuds>> I'm not so sure about this... how big's the job?
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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Mar 9, 2009 0:37:17 GMT -5
CLICK: (lounging on the floor, earbuds in) Speak for yourself. You're the one here that's robbing for sport. I actually do this to make a living.
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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Mar 9, 2009 0:13:53 GMT -5
Yes, it is a drama, but the only TV show thing that Zhura has is sitcom.
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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Mar 9, 2009 0:06:58 GMT -5
Well, like I said, if you guys really want me to I will, but it would be loads easier for me not to do that- making new boards and things can be a hassle
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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Mar 7, 2009 18:49:04 GMT -5
Nate: Burial?!!? No!!! <<wraps his arms around Grifyn>> If you want to bury me, you have to bury him too! <<to Grif>> Sorry about resorting to a hostage situation. <<kisses his cheek>>
Daniel: <<ignores what Irene said>> I have an incredible talent for making any situation miserable for me and everyone around me.
Damien: <<grins at the look Josephine gave him>> Hey, I'm your go-to man, boss. You say jump, and all that. <<turns to Mitica>> See, I'm being nice.
Morgan: <<holding Cassie's hand>> Oh... go ahead. Just don't go in past your legs... <<gentle worry>>
Aria: <<puts a friendly arm around Sea's shoulders>> Is there anything more lovely than a blue sky over the ocean?
Chelsea: <<grins and waves to Jae, not getting up>> Oi! Hi, Jae! <<turns to Finn>> Jamming? You guys go ahead. <<shrugs>>
Giacomo: Wonderful. We're lost. You know, I've just completely stopped being surprised by being lost. <<looks around>> At least we're lost at a place with people..... people of questionable sanity, but people.
K'ian: <<comes bounding up to Tot>> Totty totty! <<hugs her>> I love you. :3 <<suddenly runs up to Star's sand castle>> Wow!
Leo: What can I say? I'm a seafaring man- there's nothing to be done about it.
Robin: <<still hugging Chiyo>> Torturing? What do you mean?
Candy: <<wearing a sexy strapless 50s swimsuit getup, she eyes June up and down>> June, honey, you look like Doris Day.
Click: Water skiing? No thanks... with _you_ driving, I know we'd end up dead. You go ahead and kill yourself, guys.
Delphine: <<still just sits, wishing murderously for some quiet>>
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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Mar 7, 2009 18:16:56 GMT -5
This is so bomb, guys. I'm totally gonna use Zhura to write my bits- makes it SO much easier. ^__^ We're using the "sitcom" format, I assume?
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Post by The Lawyer Pixie on Mar 7, 2009 18:07:15 GMT -5
(right, right. I assume it's cool for me to write Elena, Banana? I figure I'll start them off in such a way that's oh-so appropriate for these two)
:Leo and Elena are in an upstairs room in said tavern, happily locked in a comfortable embrace in a bed:
Leo: I've got to say, I really enjoy it when we make port.
Elena: *laughs quietly* So do I. *snuggles closer to him*
Leo: It's the little things that are the spice of life, after all. Or so they say. Or, so I would think they would say.
Elena: *laughs again* They probably do. I don't really know. I'm a little too tired right now to be sure about that.
Leo: Well, who really cares what they say anyway? *kisses her on the side of the head*
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