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y'all know what this is for....

Who: EVERYONE
What: SHENANIGANS
When: ANY OLD TIME (between Jan 24 and Jan 30 anyhoot)
Where: EVERYWHERE
Summary: Everyone becomes that which they love, covet, adore, or otherwise desire, and it ends exceptionally well for every single person involved. Hooray!
Rating: Who even knows. Anywhere from G to R, I would suppose.

No cut for this -- this is a MASS INTERACTION POST for the You Are What You Love event! For those of you who don't want to have to post up actual entries in your characters' journals (though you are of course still free to do that), this is the place to be all week if you just want to toss out random shenanigans! (Or more serious shenanigans. Or whatever brand of shenanigans you prefer, really.) There's no real need to state your date/location in the subject line of your tag, but you may feel free to do so!

Please threadjack like bosses, and above all, have fun! ♥

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And water. And a dung cart, once. Trust me, Doctor. It could be worse. Better get you into dry clothes, don't you think?

I just came from the clothing store. [ a gripe, as it turns out, sounds a lot more like a childish whine. ]

Edited 2011-01-24 18:48 (UTC)

Figured you should look the part, I'm guessing.

This might surprise you, but I haven't exactly got a lot of kid's clothes back at home, Kennedy. If I'm stuck like this for a week, I might as well make myself comfortable.

If dressing as a girl makes you feel comfortable, this is a chance you can't let slip by, Doctor.

... What the hell are you insinuating, Kennedy?

I thought that would be quite clear, Doctor.

You think I -- [ he stops himself. ] -- right. Right! You're coming with me. My poor little arms can't carry all the crap I need.

[ he steps forward, grabs the bottom end of his jacket, and pulls. ] Let's go.

[Archie looks vastly uncomfortable and will attempt to pry the little fingers off his clothing.] I'll come with you, Doctor. No need to drag me!

[ good luck with that. ] That's more like it.

Let go, damn you! [He ends up shrugging his jacket off but not letting go, now being dragged by the article of clothing like it's a leash.]

[ a bright little smile as McCoy drags him along. ] Come along, Uncle Archie.

[Archie immediately brightens.] See? Isn't that so much better?

No really, no. [ he continues to smile benignly as he says this. ] I'm older than you, damn it.

I was born first.

And I'm a little girl, not a physicist. I'm older.

I was still born first. [The annoying little brother: he can play it.]

It doesn't matter, I'm still older. And one more word on it and I'll rip this pretty uniform of yours.

[It's not that he's particularly attached to his uniform at the moment, but it does help keep him warm, so he lets it drop.] Should I be expecting to turn into a small, annoying girl as well?

Hey, watch your mouth. [ McCoy raises a finger at Archie. no one slights him! ] I'll have you know this little girl is the most precious little girl in all of Georgia.

Then you know her!

Of course I know her.

Who is she, then?

[Not getting it.]

... My daughter, Joanna.

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