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Jul. 1st, 2018 05:12 pm
unnature: (in a hollow dome)
[personal profile] unnature
hey so
this sucks but im out a hot roommate to have tension with
anyone wanna bunk or have tension or both
i got a huge house with no one to share it with and lemme just say its weird having a capital H House but im kinda diggin it
must be cool with blood, im working out of my house now that the islands/clinic are split up

here's a selfie




give me a selfie to work with too
magician_king: (focused)
[personal profile] magician_king
Okay, I guess I'm a little overdue for this-

[Here goes nothing.]

My name is Quentin Coldwater. I'm a magician. I used to teach at Brakebills, and for a while, I lived in Fillory. I've got a pretty good grounding in physics and mathematics, and interuniversal travel. Normally I would consider myself able to claw my way out of this shit, but no dice this time.

Is there anyone here who knows anything about any or all of the above?

[He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose, a nervous habit.]

I would like to get the fuck out of here, if anyone has any, uh, inroads on that one. Novel, I'm sure, but we've all got to start somewhere. Cheers.
ruletheworld: (help me make the most of freedom)
[personal profile] ruletheworld
[ Give her a second.

The feed is shaky and unsteady, focus coming in and out. It's, no joke, like a good 30 seconds before Boss stops fumbling with the phone. Sorry, hope you enjoy the close up of her face and hands.

Once she's confident that she has the video feed working, she pulls the phone away like she's taking a selfie (arm's length, good angle on her face, big camera loving smile, holds still) but slowly... Slowly from the bottom of the screen her other hand appears.

Holding up a middle finger.

She doesn't stop until the bird's right next to her cheek. Hi. This is what she thinks of all of this, everything, right now.

... After holding the pose for a few seconds, she's back to fumbling with the phone. She's mouthing curses with no sound coming out as she tries to figure out how to get the damn thing back into text mode. Her point is made, she'd like to be able to actually communicate now!
]

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May. 18th, 2018 09:33 pm
ghostlocked: i'm arguing with this man who can't defend himself and is possibly dead (srs • i'm not arguing with you)
[personal profile] ghostlocked
[It's late when Harlan folds and decides to go to the network for a distraction. He would vastly prefer not to do this, but, well. That's why it's called folding.]

cant sleep.
tell me stories.


[ooc: feel free to threadjack and use this as a sort of storytelling free-for-all!]

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