New Species Event - Mass Interaction Log

[lucetimods]

Who: Anyone!
What: All in here
When: Today, Tomorrow, Until April 2nd
Where: Anywhere in Luceti!
Summary: People in Luceti wake up as something they weren't before. An elf, a gremlin, a vulcan, or perhaps a mermaid? Try living in someone else's shoes... if they can even wear those.
Rating: Not recommended for those with weak constitutions, raging hormones, shipping goggles, or people just too cool and attractive for this kind of thing.

No need for LJ Cut! Mass action style stuff all around town. You can use this if you don't want to make a post. Or you can make a post anyway. Have at!

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[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ not even going there right now. ]

All right, that's enough of that.

she is so terrible i am so sorry.

[roboslaying.livejournal.com]

You're right. That's enough. I wouldn't want to talk about it either if I lost Spike for good.

it's all right he'll just. die a little inside. 1/2

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

2/2

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

Switch off.

/such a villain

[roboslaying.livejournal.com]

Sorry? What was that?

[ bots sadly cannot turn themselves off -- otherwise she might try and do just that. ]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

You know -- turning yourself off? So you can try and recharge your damn batteries or something?

[roboslaying.livejournal.com]

Oh. I can't do that. I need Spike or Willow.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

... So, you're just going to be walking around 24/7 until he comes back?

[roboslaying.livejournal.com]

So I can find him, yes. Unless Willow comes back. Maybe she'll have something for me to do.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ something suddenly dawns on him. ] You're gonna have to stay out of Scotty's way, Summers.

[roboslaying.livejournal.com]

Why? Is he very busy?

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

Sure, let's go with that.

[roboslaying.livejournal.com]

I will do my very best not to bother him, then.

[ finally, she does up the skin panel. like an afterthought. ]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ noticing that movement in the corner of his eye, he finally looks back at her. ]

Just... stay in your room and wait for all of this to blow over.

[roboslaying.livejournal.com]

...My room?

[ her room is spike's room, bones. :< ]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

Yes, your room.

[ he points to her room wherever it is idk we need a layout or something and places his hands – tentatively, mind you! – on her shoulders in case she needs steering in the right direction. ]

[roboslaying.livejournal.com]

But I don't live here, Doctor McCoy.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

That's just the effects of this damn experiment talking.

[roboslaying.livejournal.com]

[ still, she does stand up and walk. urged along by him. ]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ her passivity is so disturbing right now, but keeping her out of Scotty's sight is important right now. he doesn't want to come home and find him tinkering away with her. ]

[roboslaying.livejournal.com]

...I don't think this is my room, Doctor.

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

Trust me, it is.

[roboslaying.livejournal.com]

But the window! It's so...sunny. It wouldn't do at all for my room. How could Spike stay in it?

[ what is in the room is a collection of strategically placed candles that had yet to be tidied away since the night before. ]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ what the hell have you been doing, Summers? that can cause house fires. ]

I'll close the drapes for you.

[roboslaying.livejournal.com]

[ it's called ~romantic atmosphere~, bones. someone got a little lucky last night. ]

That's very kind.