http://puny-parker.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] puny-parker.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] insertmeathere2011-05-13 12:15 am
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Ten Years Later RP Meme!

That's right folks, it's now time to see how exactly Ten Years on the the Love Boat Good Ship Lollipop Gilligan's Island Stacy has gone by for your characters.
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[personal profile] iselldrugstothecommunity 2011-05-17 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
He shudders. "I can never tell if you're kidding about that or not."

Honestly, as irritated as he is by the circumstances of his life, Howard's aware that he dodged some major bullets compared to other people on the ship - and those who no longer are. Maybe he'd be fine with just smacking his writer in the shins with a tire iron rather than whatever Anwei plans for hers (he imagines it'd include using that mouth).

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-05-18 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
What she had in mind for her writer involved a neural mapper, an uninterrupted supply of electricity and irrigation fluid, and time. Endless, pinful time.

She shook her head at him. "You can't open the door from inside the prison, I fear. No, we're just the dancing puppets, and Stacy's tentacles the strings. Someday those strings will slip, and we'll fall."

She sighed, fluttering her lips. "And then there'll be another podpop, and people to replace us, on and on and on. Pop, pop, poppoppoppop...."
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[personal profile] iselldrugstothecommunity 2011-05-18 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh for god's sake. Just go slash your wrists already. Remember, it's down the block, not across the street." There's cynical and paranoid, and then there's Anwei's special brand of nihilism and despair.

[identity profile] 8wings.livejournal.com 2011-05-18 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, but you see, for my god's sake I can't. I promised her an interesting death, someday. It will come for me, I'm certain. All I have to do is wait."

She blinked, picking up her medicalrobot and rubbing the sensor behind its head, making it scrabble and claw looking for a wound to suture. "Just wait here. Either death will find me, or Horanckk."

Then she beamed at nothingness. "Or - the war will end, and all our worlds will be remade, and we can all go home with all our new friends and live happily ever after!"

Her tone suggested she didn't believe a word of it.
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