Everybody loves Godzilla!

[There were bullets in his chest, and they burned bright like fire and brimstone.  And everything was fading around him-- the voices that droned in his head like wasps, finally drowned out and deadened and gone.]

[Silence.  A few brief, voiceless moments of silence.]

[Which was, of course, broken, because the universe operated on narrative laws of irony.]

...

[Mantis woke and found that he was alive.  Which was strange, because half a dozen bullets to the chest, followed by all-consuming darkness, was usually a less-than-subtle indication of death.  And death, a thing that Mantis had gotten much experience with, was usually not temporary.  Or, at least, none of the people he'd killed had gotten up to talk about it afterward.

Nevertheless, overwhelming evidence pointed to the fact that he was not dead yet.]

Well.

Where...?

[Julie tucks her hair behind her ear, her long, manicured fingernails lightly brushing against her scalp as she does so. She starts to walk down the unfamiliar hallway in search of Hal, her light haired boy who was moaning her name just a moment ago, or so she thought.]

*OH HI SLIGHTLY FAMILIAR LOOKING GUY WITH LOOOONG ASS PONY TAIL*

...

*GODDAMN HE LOOKS PISSED OFF. PISSED OFF AND COVERED IN BANDOLIERS*

...

*AND NOW HE SITS, PULLS SOME THREAD, WOOD RINGS AND OTHER SMALL THINGS OUT OF HIS UNIFORM AND...*

...

*MAKES DREAM CATCHERS. ANGRILY.*

*URYUU IS JUST HANGING OUT UNDER A TREE TODAY, AS HE'S FOND OF. HE'S HOPING IF NO ONE CAN FIND HIM, NO ONE WILL TRY TO WISH HIM HAPPY BIRTHDAY. NO ONE MEANING MAYA, SINCE NO ONE ELSE HERE SHOULD KNOW.

HE'S ALSO WORKING ON A SMALL OUT. IT MAY OR MAY NOT BE A DOLL'S (OR COW'S) DRESS. SHUT UP. WHEN YOU HAVE TO SEW YOUR OWN CHRISTMAS PRESENTS IT PAYS TO START EARLY.*

*NIGAITO SEEMS TO BE CAREFULLY BALANCING A BIRTHDAY CUPCAKE AND A SMALL PRESENT IN HIS ARMS, WITH NO GRIP SINCE HIS SLEEVES ARE HUGE*

HA... HAP-HAPPY-HAP-- *TAKES A DEEP BREATH* HAPPY BIRTHDAY URYUU-SAN!

[*KUSURI URI IS MAKING A FEW ROUNDS AGAIN. ANYONE INTERESTED IN ANY HERBAL MEDICINES? MOST OF THEM HE HAS INCREASES SEXUAL STAMINA AND IS PERFECT FOR ANY UP COMING WEDDING GIFTS.*]

[*HE ALSO SELLS THICK BOOKS OF EROTICA FOR THOSE NOT INTERESTED IN HIS MAIN WARES.*]

[There is someone new in the Nexus. He's right in the lobby, laying on his side, breathing heavily. His eyes stare sightlessly ahead as he tries to recover from what ever has knocked him so thoroughly over.]

Haa...haa...Hal?

((Time Lord Snake, just now in his second incarnation. He's from sometime after MSG4))

[A few weeks ago, Fortune agreed to take a member of her team- Chinaman- to the beach. She's aware of how much the man enjoys swimming after all, and it would probably be a great benefit to his shark-friend Reginald. So despite not really being in the mood for any real outings, the woman accepts.]

[She's unsure about whether this is really just about finding a new "home" for Reginald. Not being aware of any feelings that he may have for her outside of friendship, (Even after the kiss he gave her), Helena can only assume that he's making one of his attempts to prevent her from being emo and locking herself away in her room to die a slow death moping too much.]

[Taking the elevator up to the 14th floor, Helena gives Chinaman a CALL on his radio.]

((The door to the beach appears to be open. Perhaps there are others inside already? The weather is pretty great today, considering the time of year. Beach Room is always open to all, of course.))

*THROUGHOUT THE NEXUS, WHEREVER YOU HAPPEN TO BE AT THE MOMENT, YOU MIGHT SEE PRINGLES PUTTING A SIGN UP ON THE WALL, IF HE HASN'T ALREADY*

{HEY! LISTEN!
DENIZENS OF THE NEXUS, MOST OF YOU ARE INVITED TO THE WEDDING OF KAVACHI AND PLEINAIR, WHICH WILL TAKE PLACE SOON. KIND OF. DOOD. THERE WILL BE CAKE. THE CAKE MAY OR MAY NOT BE A LIE. FOR MORE INFORMATION, CONTACT PRINGLES THE PRINNY.}

[So where exactly was FM's infamous shopkeep? Enjoying simulated autumn weather on the rooftop terrace while a fraction of the other occupants were stuck kissing, dancing, or vengeful. Thumbing through the touchscreen soliton-netbook phone's data on ties between various weapon and biological conglomerates, as of late, it was difficult finding a link amongst them... until he 'stumbled' upon a particular testing facility in the Northwest United States.]

...Rivermore Labs. Testing data and laser targeting experiments, assisted with ArmsTech President Kenny Baker in project REX at Shadow Moses. Hn. Can't say I knew that before, but what's their relation to SaintLo--

[Pauses, noticing the hazard klaxon and a breach of security alert upon the screen of his device. His laptop was in use... and accessing black-ops records! Drebin quickly attempted to remote access the laptop and lock communication, but to no avail. Whoever was using it was damnably talented, possibly more than himself with hacking. #893 swiftly texted a warning message to Nastasha before slipping the device away, readying himself with his sidearm - "a non-ID tagged custom M1911A1 recovered from the 70s". Granted, had he known who one of the original owner were, he might've opted for a simple Glock17 from his armory. However, collectible items were the last thing in mind right now. Preservation of himself and Nastasha was a definite must.]

How could they have decrypted my channel so easily...?


((#893's headed for the 1st floor basement rather paranoid and gun-toting. Those who pass him en route to the site looking suspicious might catch a bit of hell.))

[ SO EVERYWHERE IN THIS DADGUM PLACE YOU'LL SEE FLIERS THAT ALL LOOK LIKE THIS: ]

ATTENTION, LADIES



FEELIN' LONELY?

'CUZ THIS STATE MAN YANKEE-DOODLE SURE IS!

STEP RIGHT UP, LADIES-- HE AIN'T TOO BAD FOR A HALF-YANKEE! HE'S GOT ALL THE CHARM OF A SOUTHERN MAN WITH ALL THE ASININE QUALITIES OF A NORTHERN MAN! A GENUINE CAN'T-MISS OPPORTUNITY FOR ANYONE WHO WANTS A LITTLE TASTE OF THE FINER POINTS OF BOTH THE NORTH AND THE EVEN BETTER SOUTH! THAT WILL RISE AGAIN ONE DAY MAYBE STOP THAT, ALABAMA

HE LIKES:

LONG WALKS IN HORSE STABLES

GOOD OL' BLACK LABEL JACK DANIELS WHISKEY

HIS NEIGHBOR, TENNESSEE-- KENTUCKY WOULD BE LOST WITHOUT HIS GUIDANCE

SOUTHERN LADIES

.... HELL, NORTHERN WOMEN'LL DO IN A PINCH

PLEASE CALL 1-800-HOT4KENTUCKY FOR MORE DETAILS ON HOW TO SNATCH THIS PRIZE UP LIKE A COON IN THE WOODS!

[Wandering around the nexus bored Fury noticed a large shimmering door, and despite her better judgment she decided to enter. he first thing she noticed was the slow music drifting through the room, then the large dance floor in the middle of the room.]

Fuck...

[Then that her suit had been replaced with a sleek black dress that went down to her knees, displaying all her burns and scars. She looked up and found the counter.]

[Dances 0/3]

[She sighed.]

((OOC: Dance room, dance with three different peeps in order to leave. All ages acceptable here~))

*IT SEEMS THAT SOMEONE HAS SET A MASSIVE BONFIRE IN THE MIDDLE OF AN OPEN FIELD. AND OF COURSE, THERE'S BOOZE AND FOOD SET UP A SAFE DISTANCE AWAY. THE CAUSE OF ALL THIS IS CURRENTLY DIGGING THROUGH A BOX OF FIREWORKS AND SETTING THINGS UP, ALL THE WHILE MUMBLING TO HIMSELF*

AAAND...DONE! THE DISPLAY SHOULD BE READY.

[INTERACTION POST: IT'S A PAJAMA BONFIRE PARTY! THERE'S EXPLOSIVES, COPIOUS AMOUNTS OF ALCOHOL, AND FIRE AND FLAMES, SO MAKE THE MOST OF IT. AND HAPPY GUY FAWKES DAY. 8D]

[She can't believe she's asking this, but...]

Uh... does anyone here have extensive medical knowledge..?

[Liquid might be good at fighting, and her secret talent, which was building things, but she was never very good at treating her own wounds. She had Raven for that.

Her ankle is twisted, and she has various cuts, bruises, and wounds on her body. She has blood all over her body, but she's not that stupid as to not know how to clean up herself.]

STOP.

((OOC: I'M BAAAACK! >D HAVE AT IT.))

FOR SOME REASON, I FEEL THAT MY CHORDS OF STEEL CAN BE USED BEST IN A PLACE LIKE THIS!

I AM APOLLO JUSTICE, AND I AM FINE!

I AM APOLLO JUSTICE, AND I AM FINE!

I AM APOLLO JUSTICE AND I AM FINE!

The empire strikes back

In recent weeks, we've taken huge steps towards blocking spam accounts on LiveJournal. In fact, we've suspended as many as 30,000 accounts in a single day! We've implemented several pre-emptive measures to prevent the creation of spam accounts, and we've honed our detection of suspicious content. Spam bots are a crafty lot, so we'll continue to refine our tactics and keep up the good fight to keep you safe from spam attacks on LiveJournal.

RSS feeds again

If you're addicted to xkcd_rss, icanhaschzbrgr, or other syndicated feeds, we're pleased to report that we've resolved the update error that was mucking up your RSS feeds. While content was being pulled correctly, it wasn't being posted to the feeds themselves. Late last week, we finally nailed down what we hope was the root problem, so content should post properly. We thank you for your patience.

Wii have killer CSI Deadly Intent contests!

c_s_i

If you're a gamer who loves CSI, have Wii got news for you! c_s_i is sponsoring killer contests. Simply post a question to a member of the CSI crew. The winner will get a free copy of CSI: Deadly Intent for Nintendo Wii (with a retail value of $39.99) and get their question answered by a member of the CSI writing team! There's also a fantastic monthly contest. To enter, join c_s_i, play the online version of CSI: Deadly Intent, and respond to a two-part query for a chance to win a Wii! Entries will be judged on composition and originality. Sorry, but you must be a U.S. resident and over 18 years old to participate. Check out the rules here.

Enveloped in postcards

Last week, we asked you to send in postcards to help us decorate our drab concrete walls. Here's a photo of the results so far! Thank you so much and please keep them coming! You can mail them to Frank the Goat, Esq., c/o LiveJournal, Inc., 539 Bryant Street, Suite 210, San Francisco, CA 94107. Be sure to include your username, since we'll be giving ten random users paid account credits.

Photos of the week

If you haven't visited our new LiveJournal photo community, you're in for an amazing visual trip. LiveJournal users from around the world will take you on a scenic journey to everywhere. Post your own pictures or kick back and enjoy at lj_photophile. You can view some of this week's awesome photos after the jump. Please start tagging with geographic location, since we'd like to track all the places around the world represented in this community. Keep on commenting too!
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[Big Boss is walking the hallways.]

[He's walking directly past his office.]

[He's currently supporting a BFG ready to hurt some people. Namely saltpeppered.]

[His mood is not the greatest right now. Cross him and say something, and you might suffer the consequences of his wrath.]



_{((ooc: Already been three days since he died and he's ready to kick some ass. Tread carefully!))}