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|Sunday, January 29th, 2006|
|OOC - Availability
I just found out a few days ago that my dog, a wonderful 10 and half year old Great Dane, has cancer. And, despite my best efforts to be plotty and fun, I've simply not been in the mood to play lately.
As such, I'm taking a week off. I'll come up with an IC reason later.
|Saturday, January 14th, 2006|
Email is down. Not sure why, since I can't seem to get ahold of the person who keeps it up and running, which also means I don't know how long it will be down and that if you sent DEATH an email or a comment, he didn't get it.
New email for the moment is email@example.com. Changed it on the userinfo also.
|Friday, December 23rd, 2005|
Alright folks. First, I'd like to appologize for being more or less inactive this week. Its been one hell of a week.
Next, I'd like to let ya'll know that I'll be away for yet another week, since I'm going home for the holidays. While I'll have internet access and all, I'm not spending my rare visit home doing FH stuff. Not gonna happen.
So, I'll see ya'll in a week or so. Have fun!
Oh, and if you need something, try the voicemail or the email on the info page.
|Monday, November 21st, 2005|
|OOC - Icon Appology
I appologize for the default icon being a bit OOC, but I've had to replace my three icon slots with stuff I'll be needing for a couple days this week. At least until tomorrow. I've picked the least, uh, obvious, for default. But until I'm done with them, you'll be confronted with Bone Daddy, because there's just no room for default death in the userpics at the moment.
Edit: Thanks the illustrious bens_mikey
, I not only have room for the requisite sexy DEATH icons, but Binky and Death of Rats as well. My gratitude is... immense. *dances a rabid woodchuck dance for the amusement of all.*
|OOC availability, possible plotypi
Because I have a few things going on and some people who might want to know...
DEATH doesn't understand Thanksgiving and, as such, he doesn't have anything to do. He will be lurking around, probably in the clinic, possibly protesting at the Dean's. Who knows. Someone should play with him and try to explain the idea of Thanksgiving. It would be... interesting dinner conversation. And besides, someone needs to dress the turkey.
That being said, the player will be around sporatically, so most anything will be slowlayed except late at night PST and even that is a long shot. I'll be driving all night Weds, Thanksgiving goodness on Thursday and, otherwise, I'll be visiting family and my best friend who have not been seen in a while now.
|Saturday, November 19th, 2005|
|An OOC call for help...
I need a plot bunny. More precisely, I need a wonderful, creative, politically-minded, horny
plotbunny with no moral scruples to plant some ideas in DEATH's mind. DEATH-ly fashion taste is a plus.
I'm in the clinic tonight, I have the needed props, I've even left the duck at the Dean's. So, if you think you can help, drop me a line.
|Monday, October 31st, 2005|
*DEATH, for those inclined to see, can be seen in his standard black robes walking down the halls. He is carrying what appears to be a small rubber duck. An aura of expanded dread pervades the area as he stalks back to his dorm room. All in the area have the distinct impression that, perhaps, now is not the time to speak with DEATH.*FOR THE INCONVIENCE YOU WOULD THINK I WOULD GET A NOTE WITHOUT TRANSMOGRIFYING PROPERTIES.
|Thursday, October 27th, 2005|
*Anyone passing by Death's dorm room this evening can hear what sounds like a kitten pawing and mewing at the door, acting much like a spoiled pet who has unexpectedly missed its usual supper-time.*((OOC: Player is going out of town for a weekend of wedding revelry. Death has mysteriously disappeared. Feel free to do what you will with the kitten, if you feel comfortable opening Death's Door. *g* Back Monday evening/Tues morning, depending.))
|Saturday, October 22nd, 2005|
Yeah, DEATH is around. We're going to pretend he's working on his current scheme, locked up in his dorm room or on the roof or in another Domain or... well... somewhere. He is scheming though. Of, be afraid. He'll come back out tomorrow.
The past week? Life ate me.
|Sunday, October 16th, 2005|
| IT HAS BEEN ANOTHER UNEVENTFUL NIGHT AT THE CLINIC. APPRENTLY I AM A PART OF SOMETHING CALLED "THE SIMS"? IT SEEMS TO BE A GRAPHICALLY GENERATED RENDITION OF MYSELF, THOUGH IT SEEMS TO BE DANCING WITH GLEE AT A BURNING BUILDING. I HAVE NOT BEEN KNOWN TO BURN BUILDINGS GLEEFULLY. PERHAPS I SHOULD? THIS IS SOMETHING TO CONSIDER, THOUGH I DO NOT THINK THE ADMINISTRATION WOULD APPRECIATE THAT.
HOWEVER, BECAUSE OF THE LACK OF STUDENTS, I WAS ABLE TO DO FURTHER RESEARCH ON THE PLACE OF POLITICS IN MORTAL HIGHSCHOOL. IT SEEMS THAT THE ONLY PROPER OPTION FOR A POLITICALLY-MINDED HIGHSCHOOL STUDENT, WHICH, ACCORDING TO A MAGAZINE ARTICLE I READ, EVERYONE HIGH SCHOOL STUDENT SHOULD BE, IS TO FORM A "RADICAL ACTION GROUP". I SHALL BE THE MOST FASHIONABLE, POLITCALLY-MINDED HIGH SCHOOL STUDENT AT THIS SCHOOL. SOMEONE MUST DEFEND THOSE WHO CANNOT SPEAK FOR THEMSELVES, AND WHO IS MORE VOICELESS THAN A LIVING-IMPAIRED BEING WITH A MOUTH-FULL OF HUMAN FLESH. INJUSTICE MUST NOT BE IGNORED... THAT DID SOUND PROPERLY "RADICAL", DID IT NOT?
|Friday, October 7th, 2005|
After the dance, DEATH and Deirdre head for the stables, going out for a midnight ride. One seems to be giggling happily, as though she has had too much punch. The tall skinny one seems to be slightly tipsy, all the while giving the impression of someone whose drunkeness is based off the idea of being drunk, rather than the effects of alcohol.
|Tuesday, October 4th, 2005|
((Well... DEATH was planning on finishing out some plots, including his quest for a homecoming dress and getting a few items he had brought back from Unseen University to their proper people... but DEATH's mun feels really sick and, in hopes of making it to work tomorrow, is going to bed early. I'll get around to the rest of the stuff tomorrow.
Oh, and for those waiting on the missing persons stuff... I'm just giving people time to check thier emails and get back to me. I'll a have list on Thursday probably.))
|Thursday, September 29th, 2005|
((OOC: For ya'll who are eating DEATH's cookies, hope you weren't expecting something unexpected to happen. I just figured that this is what would happen if Death of Rats were to make some. Ya'll can figure out what they do. *g*))
|Tuesday, September 27th, 2005|
((OOC: For those I was supposed to have interacted with recently and, instead, found that I'd dropped off the face of the planet. I'd like to appologize. I use my school address with this journal and, for reasons unknown, its started eating responses and emailing them to me a day late. I am not amused.
Shall be fixed shortly.))
|Monday, September 26th, 2005|
| I HAVE BEEN NOMINATED FOR HOMECOMING QUEEN. THIS IS VERY ENCOURAGING. PEOPLE MUST LIKE ME.
HOWEVER, I THINK MY PERSONAL IMAGE MY DEFEAT MY CHANCES, SO I HAVE PUT UP A FLYER IN THE DORMS ASKING FOR A CAMPAIGN MANAGER. HOPEFULLY, WITH SOME HELP, I WILL BE ABLE TO MAKE A POSITIVE IMPRESSION.
|Thursday, September 22nd, 2005|
|OOC - Plague
[Alright, so I've been asked several times about this plague, so I'll explain it here for thos that want to know.
There is no plague. What there is, however, is an assignment for Myth, Manipulation and Magic in which DEATH is supposed to create a myth and get others to believe it. He is doing this by putting up flyers, warning people of the plague, treating people at the clinic and handling reported cases like one would an epidemic. He has also tried to use THE VOICE to implant suggestions in people's minds, but that's not working so well. The idea is that if people believe there is a plague, some people will develop psychosomatic symptoms, and then DEATH will get extra credit. He also has permission of Dr. House to do this.
|Tuesday, September 20th, 2005|
Heads up, folks. Death is going to be scarce, since I have tests this week and they've even my brain. He's still around however.
|Tuesday, September 13th, 2005|
| I AM GOING TO WORK IN THE CLINIC TONIGHT, SINCE IT SEEMS MOST OF THE STUDENTS ARE IN NEED OF SLEEP.
I THINK I SHALL WORK ON MY "FASHION SENSE" WHILE I AM WAITING FOR NEW PATIENTS.
|Monday, September 12th, 2005|
| I THINK BINKY MAY BE LONELY WITH THE LACK OF WORK RECENTLY. I THINK I WILL TAKE HIM RIDING.
|Sunday, September 11th, 2005|
| I HAVE A CLASS SCHEDULE NOW.
ANTHROPOLOGY 101: MWF 10:10-11:00
DIPLOMACY MW 1-2:30 PM
SPEECH 201 9:00am MTR,
MANIPULATION, MYTH AND MAGIC. THERE IS NO TIME SPECIFIED, BUT THIS IS NOT A PROBLEM.
FASHION, STYLE AND OTHER THINGS YOU NEED TO KNOW TO BE A GENERALLY HOOPY KID TR 4:00
I'M NOT SURE WHAT "HOOPY" IS, BUT MAYBE I SHOULD BE MORE "HOOPY"? MAYBE PEOPLE WILL BE HAPPIER TO SEE ME.