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OOC: Info Post, the Oldbies Version
Aug. 25th, 2016 03:48 pmYou've already seen Kuzco, but here are the rest because I enjoy looking at gifs of pretty people!
( Mmm, pretty. )
( Mmm, pretty. )
Mara's room, Saturday morning
Apr. 16th, 2016 01:24 pmMara's prom hair had not made it through the night, and now she was getting poked by roughly 200 bobby pins. Fortunately, Eggsy's shoulder was pretty comfortable, so she snuggled in. And probably poked him with a few bobby pins.
Alderaan hair was not for the weak.
"Morning," she mumbled.
Alderaan hair was not for the weak.
"Morning," she mumbled.
Brooklyn, Saturday night
Jan. 16th, 2016 04:41 pmMara, dressed in a skin-tight pair of black leggings and a shirt almost as ugly as Eggsy's terrifying wolf coat under her own leather jacket, glanced over at her date for the night. "Why do you smell like Outer Rim livestock?" she asked as they walked past an obscene number of tattoo shops and whiskey bars.
New York, she had been told, was the closest this planet got to Coruscant. She found it almost entirely lacking. Everyone was human, for one. That was just unsettling. And a man had tried to tell her something called "small batch artisanal kimchi" until she yelled at him 'til he cried.
...that part had been fun. Shh.
[OOC: For the boy!]
New York, she had been told, was the closest this planet got to Coruscant. She found it almost entirely lacking. Everyone was human, for one. That was just unsettling. And a man had tried to tell her something called "small batch artisanal kimchi" until she yelled at him 'til he cried.
...that part had been fun. Shh.
[OOC: For the boy!]
OOC: Whoo-hoo my oldbies!
Dec. 30th, 2015 09:47 pmALL ABOARD THE INFOPOST TRAIN. My newbie is over in his own journal so you can get more shirtless gifs information, but here are my other kids:
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So Mara had killed her plant about three seconds after coming back from Fall Break, and now it was time to make good on the bet she's made with Eggsy.
Since they ended up at a restaurant she'd wanted to try anyway, she wasn't really all that upset about it.
"Well all of this looks ridiculously good," she said, peering over her menu at Eggsy. "How many cheeses are there on this planet, anyway? Are they all going into this pot?"
[OOC: for the boy, SP and my massive cheese-eating wish fulfillment.]
Since they ended up at a restaurant she'd wanted to try anyway, she wasn't really all that upset about it.
"Well all of this looks ridiculously good," she said, peering over her menu at Eggsy. "How many cheeses are there on this planet, anyway? Are they all going into this pot?"
[OOC: for the boy, SP and my massive cheese-eating wish fulfillment.]
Something about the plotline of the meta for Twilight book she'd received at Halloween had been bothering Mara, and so she'd taken herself, the book and her datapad to the common room for junk food and space to spread out.
As she worked her way through a bag of everything bagel-flavored popcorn, she scanned her fanfic bookmarks...and that's when it hit her.
"This is the plot for the one where Face fell in love with the beautiful Twi'lek with the mysterious past!" she said aloud, giggling. "I don't know, I think sitonmyface69 did it better..."
[OOC: So open.]
As she worked her way through a bag of everything bagel-flavored popcorn, she scanned her fanfic bookmarks...and that's when it hit her.
"This is the plot for the one where Face fell in love with the beautiful Twi'lek with the mysterious past!" she said aloud, giggling. "I don't know, I think sitonmyface69 did it better..."
[OOC: So open.]
The Preserve, Sunday afternoon
Oct. 18th, 2015 09:11 pmMara's bag was getting heavy with all of the stuff she and Gwen had found, but they still hadn't found an alot of selfies (whatever that was), or a squirrel.
Mara was currently under a tree yelling up into it.
"I know you're up there. I can hear your stupid squirelly laugh."
[OOC: For the partner in scavenger hunting crime and any other teams!]
Mara was currently under a tree yelling up into it.
"I know you're up there. I can hear your stupid squirelly laugh."
[OOC: For the partner in scavenger hunting crime and any other teams!]
The main campfire, Sunday evening
Sep. 20th, 2015 02:05 pmThe class on NOT SETTING YOURSELVES ON FIRE had inspired Mara and Eggsy into...well, setting things on fire.
Way to miss the point, kids. But they were doing it safely! In a firepit! With food! As a date type thing!
Mara was dressed relatively warmly (she was tired of summer and wanted to wear a cute sweater already. shh.) and had brought a bucket of water to help put the fire out (see, she had learned something in class!), and was now watching the fire crackle and waiting for Eggsy to arrive.
[OOC: For the boy!]
Way to miss the point, kids. But they were doing it safely! In a firepit! With food! As a date type thing!
Mara was dressed relatively warmly (she was tired of summer and wanted to wear a cute sweater already. shh.) and had brought a bucket of water to help put the fire out (see, she had learned something in class!), and was now watching the fire crackle and waiting for Eggsy to arrive.
[OOC: For the boy!]
Room 315, Friday afternoon
May. 1st, 2015 09:01 pmMara was puttering around the room, just back from a run, when the Emperor's voice came crashing into her head.
MARA JADE. YOU ARE REQUIRED. IMMEDIATELY.
She whimpered slightly, putting her hand to her temple and almost expecting to see blood there, before replying, Yes, my Master, and severing the Force-connection.
"Ouch," she said softly, going to pack.
So much for her summer on the island...
[OOC: Last chance to catch Mara before the fall semester!]
MARA JADE. YOU ARE REQUIRED. IMMEDIATELY.
She whimpered slightly, putting her hand to her temple and almost expecting to see blood there, before replying, Yes, my Master, and severing the Force-connection.
"Ouch," she said softly, going to pack.
So much for her summer on the island...
[OOC: Last chance to catch Mara before the fall semester!]
Availability Indlamu!
Mar. 8th, 2015 09:44 pmI am heading to Cape Town for our extremely long delayed second trip out of goddamn Namibia. We'll be away for ten days (TEN DAAAAAAAAAYS) and while they have promised internet, I will also be with two tiny children who will not want to be inside and I'm leaving the laptop behind so I'll be on tiny tablet interwebs.
Therefore, Mara is a wee racoon who will probably be stealing your stuff if you're not watching, Anakin is being Anakitty, Josh is back doing emergency Washington things (and Kathy's got his class), Four is a bitty German shepard pup under the watchful eye of Sia, and Eric is doing...whatever Eric does when no one's watching.
Probably having sex and then eating DJs. No judigng....
See you all on the 19th!
Therefore, Mara is a wee racoon who will probably be stealing your stuff if you're not watching, Anakin is being Anakitty, Josh is back doing emergency Washington things (and Kathy's got his class), Four is a bitty German shepard pup under the watchful eye of Sia, and Eric is doing...whatever Eric does when no one's watching.
Probably having sex and then eating DJs. No judigng....
See you all on the 19th!
Room 315 [Saturday morning]
Oct. 4th, 2014 02:47 pmShe had been warned, but it didn't stop Mara from letting out a surprised yelp when she woke up to find...parts...that she hadn't had when she'd gone to bed the night before.
Ugh. How predictable: her voice cracked halfway through the scream.
SO UNFAIR.
Maybe she'd just hide under the blankets until this went away. Good plan. Excellent plan. Well done, Emperor's Hand.
[OOC: Door closed, post open!]
Ugh. How predictable: her voice cracked halfway through the scream.
SO UNFAIR.
Maybe she'd just hide under the blankets until this went away. Good plan. Excellent plan. Well done, Emperor's Hand.
[OOC: Door closed, post open!]
Mara mingled through the crowd at Grand Moff Tarkin's personal residence in a dark green, form-fitting dress, lightsaber and blaster strapped securely out of sight and the Emperor's instructions still ringing in her ears. This was her final test to determine if she was worth of becoming his Hand and failure was not an option. She smiled at several generals, bowed to an admiral, and dodged neatly out of the way of a Senator's wandering hands as they got entirely too close to her ass. She could feel the Emperor's eyes on her from across the crowded ballroom, where he stood talking with Darth Vader.
As creative as her mind was, she couldn't imagine what the two of them used as party smalltalk.
( This got long. )
[OOC: Adapted from the comic Mara Jade: By the Emperor's Hand, NFB, NFI.]
As creative as her mind was, she couldn't imagine what the two of them used as party smalltalk.
( This got long. )
[OOC: Adapted from the comic Mara Jade: By the Emperor's Hand, NFB, NFI.]
The Preserve [Monday afternoon]
Sep. 22nd, 2014 01:23 pmIn the guise of being the kind of person who would do yoga in the woods (Mara was really not a person who would do yoga in the woods), Mara picked up her blue mat from her room and trotted out to a suitable clearing in the preserve where one of the trees was marred with the initials "AS+RG" carved into the wood. She frowned lightly as she passed it, wondering if that couple even remembered doing that. It made for a suitable landmark when she got a little lost, though. Most of her training had been in navigating city landscapes rather than the woods, and she'd spent free time here purposefully getting turned around so she could learn how to find her way back.
She rolled her mat out, sat in the center and cleared her mind. My lord? she called out, questing into the Force for a familiar presence.
There you are, my child. You're late.
Mara swallowed. The Emperor sounded testy. Not as angry as he'd been the weekend she'd forgotten who she was and had subsequently missed their weekly briefing--which was now why they talked on Mondays--but still far from pleased.
I apologize, my lord, she replied, fighting to check her chrono. She didn't think she was late. Shall I tell you about my week?
She took his silence as assent, and told him of her election to the Student Council--she could feel a tinge of amusement at that--her classes, and her various dating partners from Caritas. She briefed him about her observations of the teachers (with not a nice thing to say about Jayne, Pam or Cheryl) and the students (with perhaps a little too much about Johnny, Face, and Flick, but she was fourteen and they were hot). She ended by mentioning Parents Weekend. I know you don't technically qualify, my lord, she sent diffidently, and you are far too busy running a galaxy to attend such a trivial--
I need you back here anyway, my child, he interrupted. There is a mission you are uniquely qualified to undertake.
She felt her heart beat faster. I'm flattered, my lord--
I don't need your flattery, he interrupted. I need your presence. Friday evening.
And with that he was gone. Mara blew out a long breath and opened her eyes. Maybe she should learn yoga. Conversations with the Emperor weren't the least stressful things ever.
[OOC: Mostly establishy, but available to be discovered if you're in the preserve!]
She rolled her mat out, sat in the center and cleared her mind. My lord? she called out, questing into the Force for a familiar presence.
There you are, my child. You're late.
Mara swallowed. The Emperor sounded testy. Not as angry as he'd been the weekend she'd forgotten who she was and had subsequently missed their weekly briefing--which was now why they talked on Mondays--but still far from pleased.
I apologize, my lord, she replied, fighting to check her chrono. She didn't think she was late. Shall I tell you about my week?
She took his silence as assent, and told him of her election to the Student Council--she could feel a tinge of amusement at that--her classes, and her various dating partners from Caritas. She briefed him about her observations of the teachers (with not a nice thing to say about Jayne, Pam or Cheryl) and the students (with perhaps a little too much about Johnny, Face, and Flick, but she was fourteen and they were hot). She ended by mentioning Parents Weekend. I know you don't technically qualify, my lord, she sent diffidently, and you are far too busy running a galaxy to attend such a trivial--
I need you back here anyway, my child, he interrupted. There is a mission you are uniquely qualified to undertake.
She felt her heart beat faster. I'm flattered, my lord--
I don't need your flattery, he interrupted. I need your presence. Friday evening.
And with that he was gone. Mara blew out a long breath and opened her eyes. Maybe she should learn yoga. Conversations with the Emperor weren't the least stressful things ever.
[OOC: Mostly establishy, but available to be discovered if you're in the preserve!]
Room 315 [Monday morning]
Sep. 8th, 2014 01:53 pmMara opened her eyes and instantly recognized the room she was in, which was a good sign. She didn't recognize it from this side of the room, though, which was a bad, bad sign.
Wincing internally, she carefully rolled over (two people did not fit comfortably in a twin bed) and glanced at the other occupant of it.
Greeeeeeeeat. Good morning, Johnny. Mara closed her eyes again and contemplated her options: could she fake amnesia again? For the next few years? Kill him as he slept?
Echuta.
She went with the easiest option at the moment: closing her eyes again and pretending this hadn't happened. Mmmm, denial.
[OOC: For the roomie! Oops.]
Wincing internally, she carefully rolled over (two people did not fit comfortably in a twin bed) and glanced at the other occupant of it.
Greeeeeeeeat. Good morning, Johnny. Mara closed her eyes again and contemplated her options: could she fake amnesia again? For the next few years? Kill him as he slept?
Echuta.
She went with the easiest option at the moment: closing her eyes again and pretending this hadn't happened. Mmmm, denial.
[OOC: For the roomie! Oops.]
