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[Danger Will Robenson! Danger!] [Aug. 7th, 2009|10:25 pm]Area 42 // A Pan-fandom RPG
[Tags**|anakin skywalker (redeemed), anakin skywalker (teen), anakin solo, andrew wells, damn near everybody, draco malfoy, gob bluth, gob is an idiot, hawkeye pierce, hogwarts plot hogwarts plot!, i'm not drunk now irish up this coffee, ianto jones, jaina solo, jenny, john connor, kyle katarn, lee adama, luna lovegood, marvin, owen harper, peter parker, princess leia, remus john lupin, shit is going down guise, susan sto helit, teal'c, tonks, tycho celchu]WHAT: FINALLY! A PLOT!WHO: EVERYONE!!WHERE: THE WHOLE FUCKING BASEWHEN:** RIGHT NOOOOOW!!!!Red lights dropped down from the ceiling and started to flash, painting the world an ominous crimson. The speakers crackled, and an indifferent sounding voice suddenly echoed throughout the entire base.**"Warning. Warning. Dangerous energy levels detected in the Fiction Gate containment zone. All base personnel please proceed in an orderly fashion to the nearest exit to evacuate the premises. Warning. Warning. Dangerous energy levels detected in-"**The message repeated over and over in a loud drone. You would have to be in a coma not to hear it- voice was loud enough to wake the dead.In a random corridor, Draco dropped the book he was holding and clapped his hands over his ears. He glared balefully at the flashing red lights- they never had anything so obnoxious in the wizarding world."What the bloody hell is going on?" he asked the corridor at large.
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(no subject) [Feb. 28th, 2009|06:17 pm]Area 42 // A Pan-fandom RPG
[Tags**|breakout, damn near everybody] [Current Music** 'Ecstacy of Gold"]WHERE: All over the base, entranceway.WHEN: After the revolt begins and the appropriate spells have been cast, etcetera.WHAT: Losing control.WHO: Anyone and everyone who wants out. Rush the entrance!Klaxons begin to blare throughout Area 42, and appropriately dramatic emergency lighting comes on. On every terminal and from every speaker, the following message flashes and is blared, respectively:_Alert. Alert. Containment failure. Containment failure. Safeguards deactivated. Isomorphic systems nonresponsive. Barriers breached. Repeat, containment failure. Subjects loose. All personnel must evacuate subterrannean sections. This is not a drill. Repeat, containment failure..._Everywhere in the underground prison, people and creatures from across the breadth of creative endeavor are on the move. It's always been possible to travel up in Area 42- a literally endless progression of levels and stages extended both upwards and downwards, infinite for all practical purposes. But now, something is different. As they climb stairs and ladders (no one has patience for elevators today, except for one fuming wheelchair-bound gunslinger), there's a definite sense that they're actually going somewhere.The alarms continue, yet no one opposes them. In fact, many of their former captors are right behind them. The look of the base is starting to change now, becoming older and dirtier, less sleek and high-tech and more ugly and utilitarian. The Entranceway was one of the first parts of Area 42 built after the Gate was formed, and it was built in a hurry, with little consideration for aesthetics.Finally, there's a level with no stairs or ladders or lifts leading upwards. Instead, there's a long, long tunnel, slanting up. At the end of the tunnel, there's a door.And through the door, there is a light.Suddenly the light is blocked by a figure. He is clad in black armor, his face hidden beneath a heavy helmet, and he holds his sword pointing at his feet. He stands like a block of granite between the inmates and the light. "None shall pass," the Black Knight declares.ooc: The Black Knight is fully controllable by whoever, and is here more for a cameo than to be a real epic fight. The sabotage/hacking/magic has succeeded and the surface is now accessible- go for it!
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(no subject) [Feb. 10th, 2009|09:34 pm]Area 42 // A Pan-fandom RPG
[**Tags**|damn near everybody, infirmary, jan valentine, lee adama, minato arisato, owned]WHO: Jan Valentine, as many people as are in the infirmary/want to hurt him, Minato Arisato later. Posting order: first come, first shots at Jan!WHERE: Infirmary and then holodeckWHAT: Admit it, you've been looking forward to this."Shoot at me, will they? Blow up my goddamn dudes, huh? Bet they think that's funny! HA-HA!" Jan sprinted towards the infirmary with all his vampiric speed, wind whipping his hair backwards, teeth bared. "Well guess what, assholes! I hope all your fucking poor defenseless family members are in here! I hope you get to see what they look like after I'm done with 'em! We'll see who's laughing then alright! WOO!"Running at the infirmary door full speed, he kicked it open with a deafening crash. "KNOCK-KNOCK MOTHERFUCKERS, it's a house call! HAHA-huhh?"A great many people were in the infirmary, base inmates and personnel alike. Many of them were armed. None of them were very happy with Jan Valentine at the moment.There was an audible shing as Doctor Mcninja drew his sword. "Welcome to the infirmary," he said, glowering. "I'm one of the doctors here. I regret to inform you that you have been diagnosed with a case of acute jackassery. My prescription-" he raised the sword "-is pain."Jan stared, slack-jawed. "Well, fuck me!" And then the treatment began.
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(no subject) [Dec. 28th, 2008|10:18 pm]Area 42 // A Pan-fandom RPG
[**Tags**|damn near everybody, draco's christmas lounge, happy holidays~, secret santa]WHERE: Draco's Christmas lounge, as seen hereWHAT: Secret Santa gift exchange!WHO: A whole whack of people (open)HOW: As discussed here.The lounge was still festively decorated, courtesy of Draco's magic, which made it a perfect place for the inhabitants of Area 42 to gather together and share the holiday cheer in their own... unique style. Being trapped underground is no excuse for not being merry!
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THIS CAN'T END WELL [Aug. 15th, 2008|05:38 pm]Area 42 // A Pan-fandom RPG
[**Tags**|alderaaaan, anakin skywalker (redeemed), andrew wells, clone commandos, count dooku, damn near everybody, drinking solves everything, drunk sex: always a good idea, emo!sex is hot, hobbie, inyri forge, mara jade, obi-wan kenobi, rc-1138, rogues, shenanakins, so i herd u liek menznao, the bar, this can only end in tears, this doesn't change things between us, tycho celchu, way to go anakin, wedge antilles]WHO: TYCHO AND ANAKIN [OPEN, SO VERY VERY OPEN, PLEEEEASE COME IN AND EMBARRASS OUR BOIS]WHERE: THE BARWHAT: ALDERAAAAAAAANWARNING: THE BIGGEST CASE OF DRUNKEN SEX AND REGRET, ~~~EVAR~~~Tycho had known that the computers were going haywire. He had even known that they seemed to be behaving in a way that was almost malicious and as if they were playing pranks. But that was impossible, they were just machines. So when this link had appeared on his computer screen, he hadn't thought much of it, and had read the thing, completely unprepared for what he would find inside.He'd felt like he'd been punched in the gut. How ... how could people say those things? Filled with rage and pain, Tycho had wanted to blow up the Death Star again, or kill some one, or hop into his x-wing and just fly and fly and fly. Baring all of those, he wanted to get really, really drunk.Which was why he was now seated at the bar, well into the bottle of whiskey in front of him. The world was starting to get pleasantly fuzzy, but he still incredibly tense. It was the kind of tension best released by beating the hell out of someone. Or fucking the hell out of someone ...Up til now, Tycho hadn't really been paying attention to the other patrons in the bar. When he'd first stumbled in, he'd been singularly focused getting a drink in his hand as fast as possible. Now that he was well on his way to drunk town, his eyes began to wander ...WARNING: AWKWARD LOLZY DRUNKEN SEXINGS- RATED R OR HIGHER, IDK HOW YOU DO RATINGS. ANYWAY, *READ AT YOUR OWN RISK*
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(no subject) [Jul. 3rd, 2008|07:17 am]Area 42 // A Pan-fandom RPG
[**Tags**|damn near everybody, hawkeye, public post]PartyI would like to formally invite everyone to the First The Base Hasn't Exploded in the Last Week Dance. All are welcome including the guards and other post staff. Bring a partner, dance, drink, be merry, and be other things that I don't want to know about. We have our own post band doing jazz numbers to start the evening and then we will have the biggest band ever, whom I managed to procure through our lovely portal. All food and drinks are free. As Padre Mulcahey would say "Let the secular festivities begin!" tomorrow evening that is. See you all there.
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(no subject) [Jun. 27th, 2008|08:27 pm]Area 42 // A Pan-fandom RPG
[**Tags**|anakin skywalker (redeemed), anakin solo, damn near everybody, epic shitfit, fuck your shit, hobbie, ikuto noguchi, it is on, kim possible, luke skywalker, mara jade, samantha go, shego, shit is going down guise, way to go shego, wedge antilles, wes janson]Who: Shego, Wedge, Anakin, Luke, Kim [open]What: Shego is SO PISSEDShego stomped angrily down the halls, looking for the object of her rage.That fucker.She was sick of him and his friend's shit towards Anakin, and her anger had gotten to an ugly point. The minute her eyes found him she fired a high level blast at him; it missed, blowing up the wall next to him. She was on him like a tiger.
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Home makeover: Area 42 [Jun. 4th, 2008|02:17 pm]Area 42 // A Pan-fandom RPG
[Tags**|daisuke motomiya, damn near everybody, ikuto noguchi, kirk, repairs, shego, takato matsuda]WHO: Kirk and half the freakin' base.WHERE: The church, for starters.WHAT: Getting shit in order again.God damn it felt good to be giving some orders again.( YAKKINGKIRKALERT!Collapse )**
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Post-disaster work [Jun. 3rd, 2008|07:08 pm]Area 42 // A Pan-fandom RPG
[**Tags**|damn near everybody, kirk, repairs]This is Captain James T. Kirk to all surviving base inhabitants. I... know we've all been through a lot lately, but unfortunately I don't think we're out of the woods yet. There's a great deal of fire damage to the base, there's bodies everywhere, and Doctor Drakken seems to have suffered some sort of catastrophe. A great many of our captors... seem to be among the victims of the recent epidemic, which means that we may not be able to count on them to repair the place by themselves. I'm especially worried about the bodies; there's a threat of disease if they're not dealt with swiftly.Therefore, I am hereby taking it upon myself... to organize a relief crew to get this place back in shape. We'll be conducting repairs, disposing of bodies, and helping anyone who needs it. I know that I technically have no authority over you all... so I guess I'm asking for volunteers. Most of the dead are around the Church, so that's where we'll be starting. I hope to see... as many of you there as possible.Kirk out.
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