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Anya Lehnsherr | Earth 97400 ([personal profile] fridgetothefire) wrote2015-01-01 11:52 pm

061 ☣ and the fog rolls in

[Hallway spam]

[Ben appears first, in full black cape, domino mask, and bandito hat with silly ball fringe, carrying a billowing, humming fog machine. As the mist starts to fill the corridor, Anya, Cassel, and Cass sneak around the corner, similarly decked out. Anya and Cassel are clearly tipsy, in full dramatic pantomime, first holding their capes in front of them and then flaring them out dramatically, almost losing their balance and revealing large baskets of baked goods. Cass is actually sneaking, despite the glaringly obvious costume, and quite innocuous in contrast to the others. Between them, they are picking locks, nibbling cookies, drinking champange from the bottle, and humming their own theme songs.]


[Your room!]

[They are breaking into any room they can, including several doors previously secure against them, thanks to Cassel's new far-future electronic skeleton key. They have every intention of sneaking in, rearranging any ugly knickknacks you may possess, and hiding delicious cookies, brownies, and cupcakes in strange places. They may or may not contain weed, depending on how uptight the united Mystery Baking Companions think you are. If you're already in your room when they tumble into it, pastry-laden and giggling, they will probably toss their capes and pose heroically.]

Special delivery!!!

[If you catch them as they're 'sneaking' away, they will toss confetti in your face and attempt to make a daring escape.]



[OOC: if you would like to find your offerings later and make a silly stoned post, go for it!! They are very generous.]
irishrotter: (and you can sharpen your knife)

cw implications of drug addiction

[personal profile] irishrotter 2015-01-02 12:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[Life gets a little weird when you don't eat anything at all. Technically, there is one thing and one thing only that Simon can eat, but he's mostly chosen not to partake since his awakening. His days of needing to be fucked up to get through the day are long since past.

PDS is an odd syndrome, and while Simon doesn't eat, he does sleep. It's not quite yet bedtime, but he's reading on the couch, and it's late in the evening enough that the quiet and the stuffiness of the book are just starting to make him nod off when the door in the kitchen bangs open. He's awake and on his feet in a second and at the inside kitchen door in the next, wary. It's either an angry mob or Kieren, he figures. He's not expecting what he actually sees.]


What the hell?

[He blinks, peering at them, then down at their baskets.]

I think you may have the wrong room.
patheticvillain: (ʭ you're getting better all the time)

[personal profile] patheticvillain 2015-01-02 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[True to form, Cassel is in the process of tossing his cape dramatically when Simon speaks. The prospect of the wrong room - gasp - has him drooping slightly, his hat falling tipsily into his face.]

Wrong room?

[He looks to Anya, to Ben, to Cass, beseeching.]

We don't get the wrong room. Do we?
irishrotter: (she demands a sacrifice)

[personal profile] irishrotter 2015-01-02 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, I don't know any of yez, and you're holding a basket of biscuits, so...

[So yeah, that pretty much reads as wrong room to him. He'd ask if they came for Kieren, but that wouldn't explain the snacks. His brow furrows slightly.]

Who're you looking for?

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theresalwayshope: (jawdrop} OMG / SHUT UP!)

[personal profile] theresalwayshope 2015-01-02 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[Allison is in her room just relaxing, for once in her life. She's trying to learn to appreciate things more, like the quiet moments: stretched out on the sofa with a DVD playing quietly on the TV, nice background white noise as she reads a book. Duchess was nestled on her stomach, contentedly munching some jumbo-sized oat rings that were part of her Christmas presents from Isaac, alternating between eating and chittering contentedly.

It was a nice way to spend a couple extra hours she had...when she started hearing and smelling an imminent invasion.

She feels Duchess tense when she growls quietly, but Allison runs a hand over her back to soothe her. The little bunny is finally becoming more comfortable with Allison's role as a predator, seeing her as protection rather than a threat, so she begins to chitter once again when Allison gently deposits her on the couch with her treats as Allison gets to her feet.

Marking her place in her book, she lays it aside just as the invasion, and its scents, identify themselves: her cabin door swings open, revealing Ben with the fog machine, and two others...wait, was that Cassel? She's only spoken to him once, when she arrived...

Yep, that's Cassel. The noises were giggling, and the odd smell is the fog machine.

She thinks.

Fighting a smile and failing, she plants her hands on her hips and regards the trio now in her cabin with as stern a look as she can manage...which isn't very.]


Is there a reason the Three Amigos are invading my cabin?
patheticvillain: (ʭ you always try to be --)

[personal profile] patheticvillain 2015-01-02 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[There will be more smells once the door is opened. Chocolate is prominent, as is liquor, sweet kinds and sharp kinds. On Cassel's breath is vodka and Kahlua, his grin as sharp as his eyes are unfocused. It's been too long since they did this, and allison of all people needs a little lightness. Right?]

[He returns her stern look with wide-eyed innocence - as much as he can muster, which also isn't much.]


Excuse me. Not the Three Amigos. The Mystery Baking Companions.

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to_dust: (BFA: Crizz what is that face)

VIDEO REACTION SOME TIME LATER

[personal profile] to_dust 2015-01-02 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
You know, Miss Anya.

[C'rizz is curled in his lovely new bed under all his lovely new blankets, wrapped in his leopard-print self-heating snuggy. He is extremely leopard print himself, at the moment, though shadows roll leisurely across the pattern with his thoughts. He blinks, a bit out of synch; can't quite get both eyes going at the same time.

Long moments pass. He remembers that he was saying something.]


I believe there's something odd about these brownies.
to_dust: (BA: Pine-coloured hmm)

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[personal profile] to_dust 2015-01-02 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes.

[His eyes drift shut, and his colour dulls to a simple pattern-match with his snuggy. He starts to snore.

His eyes flick back open.]


Are the brownies supposed to be odd?

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sauntervaguelydownwards: (this evil puts his head down sometimes)

[room spam]

[personal profile] sauntervaguelydownwards 2015-01-02 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[Crowley hasn't bothered to put any sort of eldritch lock on his door, and should the Companions enter they'll find a darkened living room almost spartan in its stylishness, nothing there to rearrange. The only sign of life is Crowley, lying on his couch with his eyes closed and a copy of Chesterton's Manalive open on his chest. His breathing is deep, relaxed, and even, for all appearances deeply sleeping.]

Get out, or I'll turn you into a newt.
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patheticvillain: (ʭ see 'em running for their lives)

[room spam]

[personal profile] patheticvillain 2015-01-02 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[Cassel hides behind Anya, hiding his face dramatically behind his cape.]

No.

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darknessb4me: (lich king)

room spam

[personal profile] darknessb4me 2015-01-03 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
[The door is even colder than usual. Fine mist rolls off of it, in fact, and blends nicely with the fog machine. Faint scratching can be heard from the other side, definitely more than one pair of hands. More than two. Maybe like eight.

DO YOU WISH TO PROCEED Y/N]
patheticvillain: (ʭ you stumble & you fall)

room spam

[personal profile] patheticvillain 2015-01-03 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Definitely Y. With a final turn of the key, Cassel pushes the door open, peering inside owlishly.]

[In a concession to safety, though, he calls out ahead.]
Mystery Baking Companions? [Maybe?]
prodigalleader: (minion: ghoul)

room spam

[personal profile] prodigalleader 2015-01-03 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
[YOU HAVE OBTAINED: A small pile of rotting corpses, that tumble out of the door as soon as it swings forward. Beyond the door there are more, dozens, packed shoulder to shoulder with no apparent need or regard for comfort. They're all trying to fit through the now-open door, but the disorganized mass is too tangled. They have identical eyes, bright glowing blue.

The ones on the floor reach claws in Cassel's vague direction, slurring disjointed syllables.]

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150th: (wait what)

spam

[personal profile] 150th 2015-01-03 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Being up to his ankles in clammy fog is a new experience for Mewtwo. Also humans in capes, but to a lesser degree.]

{Is this another holiday ritual? I do not wish to be a part of this.}
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patheticvillain: (ʭ so i die happy)

spam

[personal profile] patheticvillain 2015-01-03 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
Whoa. Cool.

[Cassel shakes his head - telepathy is still a relatively new experience for him - and then holds up his basket.]

Not a holiday ritual. A mysterious ritual.
150th: (D:)

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[personal profile] 150th 2015-01-03 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
[This basket has... food?]

{What is mysterious about this?}

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americasdirtiest: (this shit is just awkward)

[personal profile] americasdirtiest 2015-01-03 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
[So here's the thing: Mickey basically doesn't live in his own room at all anymore. It's not completely and totally abandoned, mostly because the bedroom in Ian's cabin is still about the size of a damn closet and Mickey needs somewhere to put his fucking sweaters, but he doesn't spend a lot of time at his own place anymore.

Which is how it happens that he walks in on them as they're leaving their treats in his easily-broken-into (and chock full of ugly knickknacks) cabin. This is also how it happens that this occurs after he's already eaten one too many of Ian's cookies.

He looks at them blankly for a long moment, standing in the doorway, still holding his key.]


The fuck is going on here?

[Except that where a sober Mickey might be angry, or at least freaked out, this one just kind of stares at them for another second and then stumbles inside, regarding them with wide and serious eyes, voice going hushed.]

We having a flood? Are you affected? Shit-- am I affected?
patheticvillain: (ʭ a mob jumps to their feet)

[personal profile] patheticvillain 2015-01-03 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
Nobody's affected. Everyone's affected.

[He spreads his gloved hands, wiggling them. Mysteriously. A chocolate appears in one hand.]

Hey, Mickey, open your mouth.

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tucky: (you can't have sex in a bathtub)

[Tiffany's room]

[personal profile] tucky 2015-01-03 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
[She's sitting on her cot-like bed when they come in, but doesn't actually seem that bugged by the invasion. A lack of privacy is something she's come to expect in prison, and while this new room does have a door, she hasn't started to think of it as hers and only hers yet.]

Yeah? What d'you want?
patheticvillain: (ʭ & fill my heart with emptiness)

[Tiffany's room]

[personal profile] patheticvillain 2015-01-04 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
[He's halfway through a frown at the state of her room - it's not nice, and he knows that's pretty typical of inmate rooms but it still messes him up and he hates it - when she speaks and he gets distracted, striking a dramatic pose in front of the fog.]

Good news, newcomer! The Mystery Baking Companions have chosen your room for a special treat! Desserts . . . and a show!

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tucky: (we are all just in here)

[call; a few days later]

[personal profile] tucky 2015-01-07 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
Hey.

You Anya?

[SHE HOPES SO Cookie Girl seemed cool and she's 92% sure she hasn't done anything to piss her off.]

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