oujomerchant: (caught)
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[Behold, Siren's Port, for Alouette is making her first appearance upon the network. Why? Because today she feels she has something to show off today. The video opens with a shot of the young girl standing in a hallway, adorn in a violet dress and looking pleased as punch. She speaks, of course, with a french accent.]

Bonjour, everyone, I am Alouette Emeline Mercier Bouchard! As of late I have been getting quite caught up in the holiday spirit. However, before I reveal my decorations, I have come to realize that I have a bit of a.. Problem. Perhaps someone here can answer.
[She looks a bit troubled.] You see in the world where I am from our calender is different. I was born on the thirty fourth day of the twelfth month, and it has come to my attention that there is no thirty fourth day this month. Or any month, why one even only has twenty-eight days! Really, what am I supposed to do about that? Does this mean I am going to have to be fourteen forever?

Normally I would not have a problem with this, but if I had to be stuck at a particular age, I really would prefer it be sixteen.

[Alouette is lost a moment in thought, then jumps as if she had awoken from a daydream.]

Ahem! W- Well enough of that. People of Siren's Port, prepare to feast your eyes upon a four day project from the mind of a fourteen year old racing genius!

[She holds her NV out and away from her as she pushes the doors open, revealing a ballroom. Or, rather, an upside down ballroom, the chandeliers are all pointing upward.]

Oh la la la!! [beat] la la!!

[In shock the NV is dropped, conveniently left pointed upward to show a toy race-track that covers half of the ballroom floor, with all sorts of twists, turns, loop the loops as well as many little toy decorations of trees, snow mounds, reindeer, candy canes and elves to give the appearance of the 'north pole'.]

Wh- Wh- WH- WH- WHAT IS GOING ON!! How? WH- [Completely flustered, there is only one person she can think of to blame for this madness!]

R- RECEEEETTE!!!!
possessing: (Cause in the end it was fun)
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[Guess who is back.The video clicks on and the network is immediately treated to the dutch angle from hell and screaming. Lots of screaming. From the look of things, Meg has jumped Crowley. In public. A new low for the demon duo of civil war craziness. A crowd has already started to gather and there are sounds of people pitching in unhelpful commentary from the sidelines.]

-of a BITCH! Your sorry little posse dragged me to hell! I was not looking forward to the trip home, you scum sucking little-

Get off of me!

[Crowley, though a pretentious douchebag snob, is an able-bodied fighter -- and he catches Meg with his legs and flips her onto his back, his hands finding her throat.]

Of course I took you back to Hell, you were attempting to assassinate me, disgusting whore --

[Things look nice and vicious from the feed, in fact, Meg’s gone black eyed and she’s just about snarling. She kicks the NV, and it goes off mid action.]


[OOC: Meg is purple, Crowley is red. Responses will come a little bit after the fact.]
doctor_mccoy: (this outta do it)
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[Hi ! it's your favorite cranky doctor in this brief public service announcement:]

 Don't forget to get your damn flu-vaccinations. 

[At least he's attached a file detailing out the location of clinics and their 'business' hours.

He doesn't look forward to volunteering, but it's better than spending all winter wiping your noses because you all neglected preparing for flu-season.]

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