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[Dec. 8th, 2006|06:53 pm]
The IMDb Demented RENT RPG
"HEEEEEYYYY!!!!" Little Collins whines, stomping his feet up and down. "You can't just LEAVE me here!!!!"

[User Picture]From: technicolornina
2006-12-09 02:46 am (UTC)
NINA: *ignores him*
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From: angel_d_s
2006-12-09 03:44 am (UTC)
LITTLE ANGEL: *walks over to Little Collins*
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[User Picture]From: prof_remuslupin
2006-12-09 08:18 pm (UTC)
((I'm soooo sorry you guys! I swear, between auditions, school, being sick, and that block looking piece of crap down in the office called "my computer". Ahh. You guys can have my soul if you want. Or the sugar cookies that were just baked.))

Green, who must have gone so incredibly insane that he's slow on the uptake, flings his arms back around Mark. "Mark! Oh God... is it really you? Not a freaky mirage or somethin?" He then begins groping Mark all over to make sure he is really there... and because he doesn't mind any excuse to do that.

Frank hangs up on his cellphone, where he has been talking on it for the last week due to his muns absense, and looks around with rage. "Oh my GOD. I just heard that MARILYN MANSON might be playing me in some sort of retelling of my story... what the hell? Bloody no!"

Roger heads over towards the kid table and starts stealing their food.

"Hey!" shouts April, catching him. "You already ate! How could you just take their food like that?"

"Um. Cause it's good? And I really liked that little brat's volcano..." Roger says through a mouthful of turkey. Then he looks at Heather and the mashed potatoes. "You gonna finish all of those?"

"Yes... but I know a few private places you've run around naked in," KT snickers.

Cha-Cha randomly comes back to the apartment and throws confetti around. "Guess what you guys? Sixteen days until Christmas!"
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From: angel_d_s
2006-12-09 08:25 pm (UTC)
((OOC: We're just glad you're back! *hugs you and takes a sugar cookie 'cause she loves them*))

HEATHER: *with a mouthful of food* Be my guest!

ANGEL: *has gone out onto the fire escape to join Rosario,Mimi, and Daphne in thier howling*

COLLINS: Alright! *starts singing* On the sixteenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me...
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[User Picture]From: prof_remuslupin
2006-12-09 08:36 pm (UTC)
"Mmm!" Roger grins, mouth stuffed with stuffing and turkey, and grabbing more.

April winces at him. "Roger, cut it out. You're gonna get fat and sick. And that's not cool. Why can't we just go smoke or something?"

"Youahdleegudtertkey," Roger says through the food.

"What? Are you yodeling at me now?" April rolls her eyes and follows Angel to the fire escape with Rosario, Mimi, and Daphne. "Hey guys. I know I don't sing this song... but I've always wanted to do this!"

Cha-Cha laughs and shakes her head at Collins. "That's not part of the song, silly! But we can just make some up. How about... sixteen Christmas smelling candles?"
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From: angel_d_s
2006-12-09 08:39 pm (UTC)
COLLINS: *stares* Uh...ok...


MIMI: Isn't this fun?!?

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From: cornwhore
2006-12-09 08:52 pm (UTC)
Little Collins grabs little Angle's hand and drags her back to the table. "Come on!! Let's get some more food!!"

"Yes! It's really me!" Mark cries, still clinging tightly to Detective Green.

Hedwig stares wide eyed at Frank. "Oh no he ISN'T!!!"
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From: angel_d_s
2006-12-09 09:04 pm (UTC)
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From: cornwhore
2006-12-09 09:07 pm (UTC)
little Collins looks up and sees his volcano is gone. "WHAT!!??" he cries loudly, his lower lip quivering. "Where did it go??"
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[User Picture]From: prof_remuslupin
2006-12-09 09:29 pm (UTC)
"It is!" April cries, jumping into the railing with enthusiasm. "You guys have the best ideas for fun..."

"Hmm... uh, I dunno," Roger says, his mouth full as he licks mashed potato off his fingers."

Green begins crying now, because he's just that happy. "But how did you get here? Oh, whatever, I don't care!" Green starts kissing Mark quickly again and pinning him toward a tree.

Frank snaps his fingers angrily. "Oh yes they said he was! But I ain't letting him do that!"
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From: cornwhore
2006-12-09 09:34 pm (UTC)
"Neither am I!" Hedwig declares, throwing her fist in the air. "Hurry...we must go kill Maralyn Manson!"

"I actually don't know how I got here." Mark replies, kissing detective Green's tears away.
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From: angel_d_s
2006-12-09 10:12 pm (UTC)
LITTLE ANGEL: Oh no! *hugs Little Collins* It's alright...we can make another one!

MIMI: *clings to the railing and let's out an ear-peircing shriek* YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWL!!!!!!!!!!

DAPHNE: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!! *cough,cough* I really should give up smoking...



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From: cornwhore
2006-12-09 10:16 pm (UTC)
Little Collins grins, squeezing Little Angel tightly.
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From: angel_d_s
2006-12-10 12:29 am (UTC)
LITTLE ANGEL: * also grins and squeezes Little Collins back*
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[User Picture]From: prof_remuslupin
2006-12-10 06:48 am (UTC)
"I don't care how you got here," says Green, shaking his head and smiling as Mark wipes away his tears. "The point is that now you're here, and wherever the hell we are, now we're together again."

"Mmmm, yes!" agrees Frank, throwing his fist up too before lowering it and looking thoughtful. "But we'll need a few things... let's see. A dagger, a spear, a pickaxe, Brad's boxers, and a Lindsay Lohan CD. That should work."

"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" cries April. "Aw, but Daph, you don't have to give up smoking. You sound fine. And I got cigarettes here if you want some..."

Cha-Cha shrugs. "Well, hey, I tried. Next time just start on twelve." She looks bemusedly out the window. "Now what is all that wolf sounding racket out there about?"
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