Apr. 10th, 2002

windandwater: (Default)
:::sparkle:::

It's nineteen minutes into my birthday day. I suppose that 22 years ago, my mom would be starting labor around now or something.

Huh.

And I have to be up a 5AM to study for my math test. And write up my response paper for Psych of Law. Damn... there goes my b-day.

So, no, I have nothing planned for today (seeing as tonight I have to write my CA Politics paper). Any surprises will have me freaking out. But I'll probably be freaking out anyway.

All my birthday stuffs will happen on the weekend. Possibly Friday (but I have classes). Possibly Saturday.

What's California Disney/Downtown Disney like?

I want to go.

Surprises

Apr. 10th, 2002 09:51 am
windandwater: (musefic)
[Scene: The Sanctum]

[The Writer is perched at her desk, hands flying across the keyboards in front of her. Occassionally her head will drop as if she's falling asleep, but then she'll snap back awake. There's a pencil clenched between her teeth, but whether it's so she doesn't lose it or if it's to muffle her screaming is unknown]

Door: KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Writer: [whirling around, pencil dropping out of her mouth] What?!

[the G-boyz all troop in wearing their Preventers uniforms and holding manila folders. Their expressions are serious]

Writer: [groans] Oh God. Not another problem. Don't tell me there was another riot in the Main Commons.

Duo: [stepping forward as head Muse] Sorry, Writer. It's worse.

Writer: [pales] WORSE?!

Duo: Yeah. We hate to be the ones to lay this on ya, but...

[at Duo's nod, the Boyz throw their files into the air, papers scattering every whichway. In that instant, the lights dim and Castle Anthrax's soundsystem starts to blast at full force]

BABY TAKE OFF YOUR COAT REAL SLOW
TAKE OFF YOUR SHOES
I'LL TAKE OFF YOUR SHOES GIRL
TAKE OFF YOUR DRESS YES, YES, YES


Writer: [eyes wide and not blinking]

G-Boyz: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, WRITER!!!

Duo: [winks] You're a damn hard person to pick out presents for.

Quatre: [loosening his tie] We figured this was the best we could give you.

YOU CAN LEAVE YOUR HAT ON
YOU CAN LEAVE YOUR HAT ON
YOU CAN LEAVE YOUR HAT ON


[the G-Boyz proceed to strip, a la The Full Monty]

GO OVER THERE TURN ON THE LIGHTS, ALL THE LIGHTS
COME OVER HERE, STAND ON THAT CHAIR
BABY THATS RIGHT
RAISE YOUR ARMS UP IN THE AIR
AND NOW SHAKE EM

YOU GIVE ME REASON TO LIVE
YOU GIVE ME REASON TO LIVE
YOU GIVE ME REASON TO LIVE
YOU GIVE ME REASON TO LIVE

SWEET DARLING
YOU CAN LEAVE YOUR HAT ON
YOU CAN LEAVE YOUR HAT ON BABY
YOU CAN LEAVE YOUR HAT ON
YOU CAN LEAVE YOUR HAT ON

SUSPICIOUS MINDS ARE TALKING
THERE TRYING TO TEAR US APART
THEY DON'T BELIEVE THIS LOVE OF MINE
BUT THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT LOVE IS

THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT LOVE IS
THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT LOVE IS
THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT LOVE IS
I KNOW WHAT LOVE IS

YOU CAN LEAVE YOUR HAT ON
YOU CAN LEAVE YOUR HAT ON
YOU CAN LEAVE YOUR HAT ON
YOU CAN LEAVE YOUR HAT ON
windandwater: (musefic)
[Scene: The Sanctum]

[the strip show has ended and the Boyz are gathering their things]

Writer: [she's fanning herself with a manila folder, leaning so far back in her chair it looks like it'll tip over]

Wufei: [tucking his shirt into his pants] Enjoy the present, onna?

Writer: [smiles] That was the best damn present, 'Fei.

Duo: So does this mean you're gonna lighten up?

Writer: [small frown] Not today. Too much RL stuffs to do. But... get ready for a party.

[the Boyz share a confused look]

Writer: Just because *I* can't have fun doesn't mean I'm gonna hassle *everyone*. It's party time! Castle Anthrax is party central today... and possibly tomorrow if everyone starts drinking.

Quatre: [sparkles] You mean...?

Writer: Yup.

[the Gboyz rush out the door]

Quatre: [barking out orders like a General] Duo! You get the booze! Wufei, send out the announcements! Heero, you've got security detail! Trowa, you're in charge of decorations! We're gonna party and we're gonna party HARD!
windandwater: (musefic)

Today, 10 April, 2002 is the Writer's Birthday.

In celebration, Castle Anthrax is open to all visitors (Muse or Writer).

All events will take place in the Main Commons and surrounding areas.

Please RSVP your name and party before entering Castle Anthrax to expedite your trip through Customs.



-- Quatre Raberba Winner c/o The Writer, Mistress of Castle Anthrax

Generosity

Apr. 10th, 2002 10:14 am
windandwater: (bunny)
Because I've probably watched the Godfather too many times, and because I want to dammit, as a special birthday treat, I'm opening up my fic queue.

This means I'm taking any special fic requests (from either Muses -OR- other Writers).

Please limit it to ficlet/shortfic length.

Also, it must be a series I'm familiar with. Right now, the series' that are definitly open are Gundam Wing, Card Captor Sakura, Sailor Moon, Harry Potter, Magic Knight Rayearth, Vampire Princess Miyu, and... if you really want it... my own original series, "Hoshi no Namae mo Wasurete." All other series', please ask first.

You supply me with the characters and a basic plot/scene, and I'll take care of the rest.

And... maybe... if you ask nicely... I might write citrus. It depends on the pairing.

So, reply to this entry if you're looking for a fic. This is a limited opportunity!
windandwater: (musefic)
[Scene: the Main Commons]

[the resident Muses are all gathered and are going over the final preparations for *serious* partying. Fujitaka, Eriol, Yukito, Sakura, Tomoyo, Mako-chan and Hoshino are all in the kitchen getting all the food together. Duo, Xellos, Lina, Shinji, Haruka, Ron and Nakuru are getting together all the alcoholic beverages and setting up the extensive bar. Wufei, Makoto, Draco, Minako and Syaoran are arguing over the sound system and what music should be playing. Various other Muses are decorating the Main Commons, or just watching the preparations take place.]


{from the main room}


Wufei: [incensed] We are *NOT* starting out the night playing your horrible Euro-Trash!

Draco: [snarling] And starting with Ja Rule and hip hop is any better?!

Minako: I don't see why we can't listen to J-Pop...

Boys: NO!!!


{from the kitchen}


Fujitaka: Oh dear, I think these sweet buns came out too sticky.

Mako-chan: Sweet buns? I thought they were *meat* buns.

Sakura: No. Otou-san likes to bake sweets. Why?

Hoshino: Why are Kero-chan and Suppi-chan doing a tango on the ceiling?

Eriol: [shouts] TAKE COVER!!!

[everyone in the kitchen ducks as Kero and Suppi decide to play "Who is the Better Sun Guardian. Explosions follow]


{Bar}


Duo: [reading off a list] Three Wise Men?

Lina: Jose, check.

Shinji: Jack, check.

Ron: Johnnie, check.

Haruka: Jim, check.

Duo: [puzzled frown] Uuhh... okay. So we've got *four* Wise Men. Well, the more the merrier!

Xelloss: Is four different brands of vodka too much?

All: NO!!!


{room perimeter}


Zelgadis: Don't you think the full body strip search before entering the premises is a bit much?

Heero: No.

Trowa: But aren't all guests coming through Customs first?

Heero: So?

Sei: We're stripping them again. You find nothing morally wrong about this?

Heero: [snorts] This is Castle Anthrax. Two to one odds say that two-thirds of the people here will be naked anyway by the end of the night.
windandwater: (musefic)
[Scene: Hallway outside of Customs]

K!Duo: [pale as he steps through the Customs doors] Christ's dick an' balls... Ah didn't have ta go through *that* the last time Ah was here!

Duo: [leaning against the opposite wall watching the large group pass through. He's decked out in black slacks and a black silk shirt that's totally unbuttoned and exposed his creamy chest. His silver crucfix shines against his chest and his hair is pulled up into a high ponytail that swings with every movement] Don't tell me the Customs officials got shirty with ya, little bro.

K!Duo: If you can take it, big bro, *I* can take it.

Duo: [smirks] Last I heard, you didn't 'take' it the way I do.

K!Quatre: [shakes his head] The problem was that they weren't wearing shirts... or anything else. Tentacles?!

Duo: [shrugs, causing one side of his shirt to drape down his shoulder] The Writer has a funny sense of humor. I'm here ta guide you to the party. Though, with the bass pumped up like that, the Main Commons won't be hard to find. [tosses a bottle at K!Duo] You'll need that.

K!Duo: [eyes widen as he read the label] Jagermeister! You're a life-saver!

Duo: You have *no* idea. Half the resident Muses are buzzed already. [looks at the non-GW Muses] You're the vamps, right?

Lyn: [grins] Does it matter?

Duo: [holds up his hands] Hey, hey, don't kill the messenger! I'm sure that your Writer warned ya, but I've gotta lay down the groundrules, too! [pauses as they turn a corner. they've run across an impromptu orgy occuring in the hallway] Excuse me. Fred! George! OLIVER?! Break it up, you guys!

Fred: Aww, Duo... you always...

George: ... always break up our fun...

Fred: ... and you can't really talk...

George: ... since you've got your own shadow... [nods at K!Duo]

Duo: [sighs] Don't tell me you three are leaving just when the party is getting started?

Fred: [smiles] Nope!

George: Just a little appetizer!

[they drag Oliver back with them towards the Main Commons]

Duo: [shakes his head] Man, sometimes I think those two are trying to outdo me an' Quatre. Now, where was I? Oh yeah! Rules! The D&D field is up and active. If a fight breaks out, it's BYOBFG... Bring Your Own Big Fucking Gun. If you're gonna engage in bloodplay, be discrete. If you freak out some of our more sensitive Muses, the whole place could blow.

Felan: Sensitive Muses? They make those?

Duo: Yeah. Sakura. Anything bloody might make her mode!shift and go insane. If that happens, you'll have the full CCS Wing on your asses. Plus us G-Boyz, since Heero won't let anyone hurt his mother.

K!Heero: [makes a little choking sound]

Duo: Usagi. Piss her off and you get Senshi beating your ass in. Hoshino. She controls the OC Wing, and they're *damn* scary when they get mad. Other than that, I think the rest of us a pretty thick-skinned. Almost anything that doesn't blow up Castle Anthrax goes. At least for today. Have fun!

[the doors to the Main Commons open, revealing a darkened atmosphere. music is pounding, people are dancing, and strobes and laser lights are flashing]

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