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Post #4 . . . [Nov. 12th, 2006|12:29 am]
The IMDb Demented RENT RPG

to_going_insane

[technicolornina]
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JONATHAN: *falls to the floor,worshipping the voice of this Goddess*;) OH GREAT GODDESS FROM ABOVE!! I've been having a terrible case of writer's block lately...what do you suggest? You could be the inspiration I've been seeking!

HEATHER: *rolls eyes*


BiC:

THE VOICE OF NINA-MUN: YOU MUST ACKNOWLEDGE THE MARK/ANGELNESS, OH AUTHOR . . . IT IS YOUR ONLY HOPE FOR A CURE OF THY AFFLICTION . . .

NINA-MUN: *sits at her computer, cackling and absolutely LOVING this*
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[User Picture]From: prof_remuslupin
2006-11-30 10:43 pm (UTC)
"Oh. Great." Green grimaces and looks around, and is then creeped out by That Guy. "No, mister. I'm sorry. I've already got a boyfriend, and I'm not interested in any other sexual activities. Would you happen to know anything about how to get out of here? Or... where the bathroom is?"

"You're right," Frank agrees with Hedwig, "Especially since quite a few of them are dead now anyway... Now where were we?" He then pushes his lips back heavily against Hedwig.

KT moonwalks around Wilson's room and finds something else of Wilson's in the corner. "Oh my God! It's your Comic Book Collection! Wow... There sure are a lot." She starts digging through them, looking through all the various types. "Hey, wait a minute... there's a Playboy magazine in here! Wilson!"
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[User Picture]From: technicolornina
2006-11-30 10:48 pm (UTC)
THAT GUY: We don't hide too much here. Just let GO, man!

WILSON: *takes the magazine* July of 1985, babe. I was fourteen, okay? I - oh, hey, I forgot all about HER. *shows off model who looks amazingly like KT* I remember now why I kept this one.
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From: angel_d_s
2006-11-30 11:35 pm (UTC)
***ISLAND***

COLLINS#2: *to the guy* Yeah so...anyways...do you know where we are 'cause I kinda miss New York...


***THE ROOF***

JESSE: *starts making out with the corpse of Adam Pascal again*


***THE KITCHEN***

COLLINS: So are we ready to eat 'cause I'm STARVING!

ANGEL: *giggles*

LITTLE ANGEL: *sees the kiddie table* Ooooo! I love to sit at the kiddie table! *sits down at it*
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From: cornwhore
2006-11-30 11:43 pm (UTC)
"But..." Mark whines, wiping his eyes. "I don't want to come with you and your freaky Mark clone...I just want Detective Green back!! I love him!!"


Little Collins sticks his tongue out at Rodney and goes to join little Angel at the kiddie table.

"Speaking of dead people” Hedwig says. “Are you still up for stabbing people in the heart with arrows...? I'm feeling particularly violent at the moment.”



The corpse of Adam Pascal puts his arms around Jesse, kissing him fiercely.
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From: angel_d_s
2006-11-30 11:53 pm (UTC)
***IN THE KITCHEN***

LITTLE ANGEL: Hi! *smiles and waves at Little Collins*


***ON THE ROOF***

JESSE: *grinds against The Sexy Corpse of Adam Pascal* ;)
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[User Picture]From: prof_remuslupin
2006-12-01 04:20 am (UTC)
Green looks uncomfortably stiff. "I can't just let go! With my job you just don't do that. Especially in New York. You know what I'm saying?" he adds to Collins #2. "And the only time I was even about to let go was back with my boyfriend Mark, who I was unfairly taken away from, and I miss very much! I mean, I got a job to do, and even though I was pretty much procrasinating on it, I had good reason to. And I need to get back to New York!"

April goes and looks by the oven. "Oh look! Turkey's done!" She whips out some oven mits and slowly opens the oven door to take it out.

"Because you were already a pervert at age fourteen?" KT suggests, leaning over on Wilson and observing the model.

"Anytime and anywhere," Frank grins, kissing Hedwig again. "Mmmm.... but we seem to be naked. I suppose we'll have to find our clothes first and then go find some weapons."
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[User Picture]From: technicolornina
2006-12-01 04:55 am (UTC)
THAT GUY: That's why you're HERE, man. So you can learn to . . . *makes suggestive pass* relax.

***NEW YORK***

ANGEL: Oh, but Markie . . . we could be so NICE to you . . . and that little thing with the hands . . . neither one of us would mind at ALL. *raises eyebrows* ((<-- okay, I should explain that in the fandomverse from which I took my clone, Mark has a bit of a hand fetish. It's perfectly fine if this Mark doesn't know what in the blue hell Angel's talking about, but just for your own information . . . that's what she means.))

MARK: *runs down the stairs* What the hell is going on here?

ANGEL: The Detective disappeared, sweetheart. He's upset.

MARK: *observes the other Mark's dripping face* Well no shit.

ANGEL: So I said maybe we could take him home with us.

MARK: *appears to be thinking about it* Well . . . that's kind of . . . interesting. *looks distressed* I wouldn't have to jump through hoops to get some attention this time around, would I?

ANGEL: Of course not.

MARK: *shrugs* Fine by me, then.

***THE LOFT***

WILSON: *grins and puts his arm around KT's shoulders* Apparently even when I was fourteen I already had a thing for girls who look like you. ((*gags*))
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[User Picture]From: prof_remuslupin
2006-12-01 05:17 am (UTC)
"Whoa, hold it man!" Green cries, pointing his finger strictly at That Guy. "You better stop that sexual harassment or I'm gonna have to arrest you and take you to-- oh, hell, there ain't no police station 'roud here, is there?" He then walks over to the nearest palm tree and begins banging his head onto it. "No Mark... no police station... man this sucks. If only Mark were here, it wouldn't be so terrible!"

KT smiles. "Aw, that's sweet. In it's own kind of creepy weirdo way. Since at that time I was nine and sure didn't look anything like that..." She starts flipping pages. "Of course, your theory still doesn't really explain... uh... this other woman who shall remain nameless, since she and I obviously don't look alike."
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[User Picture]From: technicolornina
2006-12-01 05:23 am (UTC)
THAT GUY: *pulls Green away from the tree* Whoa, man, like . . . CHILL. It's all good, okay? *makes a pass at Green*

WILSON: I said girls who look LIKE you, not you in particular . . . although you're definitely a lot better looking than Miss July 1985. *looks at the centerfold and ponders* I kinda almost want to keep it anyway . . .
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From: angel_d_s
2006-12-01 02:11 pm (UTC)
***ISLAND***

COLLINS#2: *to the guy* So...how long have you been stranded here because you seem kinda sex crazed....
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[User Picture]From: prof_remuslupin
2006-12-01 04:46 pm (UTC)
Green rubs his forehead as That Guy pulls him away. "Thanks, man. But no. It's NOT all good. I gotta get out of here!" He steps away a bit from him looks at Collins #2 "Oh, and I think that craze happens to anyone whether they're stuck on an island or not. Maybe a little bit more if they're on the island, though."

"Fond memories?" KT smirks. "You know, if I took a picture like that, you sure wouldn't need Miss July 1985 anymore."
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[User Picture]From: technicolornina
2006-12-01 05:07 pm (UTC)
THAT GUY: Hey, man, I don't know . . . I just, you know, chill out, catch a few waves, work on my tan . . . but I got plenty of time to spend on YOU. *makes another pass*


***NEW YORK***

WILSON: *flicks through the magazine* Yeah . . . you're probably - hey, there's an interview with David Bowie in here!

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From: cornwhore
2006-12-01 05:12 pm (UTC)
By the power invested in me Frank and Hedwig are magically transported to the’ magical desert island’ at which Collins #2 and Detective Green are currently stranded.
They are both dressed in tight leather jumpsuits and Hedwig is wearing a Viking Hat.

“Nooooo….” Mark sobs, once again burying his head against Angel’s chest.. “I don’t waaaaaaaaant to!”

Little Collins scoots his chair over next to Little Angel. “Hi!!”
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From: angel_d_s
2006-12-01 05:12 pm (UTC)
***THE ISLAND***

COLLINS#2: *whimpers* I'm scared. I wanna go back to my Angel-poo! *starts wailing*
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From: angel_d_s
2006-12-01 05:18 pm (UTC)
***KITCHEN***

LITTLE ANGEL: *smiles at Little Collins* That food suuure smells good!
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