Supernatural by <lj user="wickedgrdn">

ONCE UPON A TIME...

Fanfiction.

Oh, Anderson had heard whispers of it from time to time. But he had merely assumed it to be some myth about a legendary exotic Chinese cooling device.

It was not until he had gotten bored enough to go through Maxwell's laptop that he discovered a folder labeled "CONFIDENTIAL: MY FANFIC" that he discovered what it really was. Apparently, it was a venue for one to portray people you knew in a completely ridiculously false manner, and that appealed to him.

So the next day, he posted a free pad of paper from those insurance guys on the fridge and scribbled at the top:

"LET'S WRITE A STORY!!! I START A PARAGRAPH AND SOMEONE ELSE CONTINUE OK??? ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^!

ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS A FAGGY VAMPIRE NAMED ALUCARD AND WHEN NO ONE WAS LOOKING HE LIKED TO PRETEND HE WAS A RUSSIAN BALLERINA AND WEAR A TUTU! LOL!"
HOLY JESUS
  • saankyu

AND WE'RE BACK

BY POPULAR DEMAND!!

Jan was very disturbed. He had just got finished cleaning the blue room when he came across a
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He cringed, then walked downstairs to the dining room where the other members of the household were awaiting dinner. He slammed the picture down on the table in front of them and shouted.

"WHAT BLASPHEMY IS THIS?!?!!"
Yumi Yumiko

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Yumi sat in the bathroom with a pile of glasses in front of her, a pair 'borrowed' from every member of the house that happened to own them.

Try them on! One of them HAS to turn us back to normal!

"Right, Right." Yumi said, starting with Integra's Glasses. Upon putting them on her nose, her hair became straight and spiky as well as blonde, and she felt the extreme urge to pick up a pack of Cigars.

She pulled them off her face, "Well.... that didn't work...." she started, picking up Walter's monocle.

Her hair became short, and she started to sag. She ripped the glasses off, and stopped to catch her breath.

Heinkel's Glasses gave her short brown hair, Rips left a large curl in her hair and somewhat flat chested, Doc's made her think in new lights of bondage, Maxwell's made suitcases under her eyes and gave her a receding hairline, Luke's were similar to Integra's, though the face could only be called 'Bishonen'. Renaldo's glasses.... let's not go there.

There was one left that she was willing to try.

Alucard's
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Luke gun - by hoboliscious
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Ho, ho, ho....

"Come you Son of a....", Luke snarled yanking on a limb.

This insult was not directed at Jan, but the pine tree the blond vampire was struggling thru the door with.

Pausing to unhook a branch caught on the doorknob (and to check for misletoe....wasn't going to get caught under that, particularly by Alucard. Horny bastard probably has one of the room's ceilings covered in the stuff.

The image of the Hellsing vampire standing under a wall-to-wall covering of a parasitic plant and looking oh so very hopeful but not getting any from anybody put Luke in a better mood.

Humming 'Have a Holly Jolly Christmas', Luke and tree headed for the living room.
Rip Van Winkle

The un-noticed return of Van Winkle

Rip had returned to the house un-noticed. Her trip from Romania was a stressful one; her kid brother Samiel was terminally ill with accute bronchitis. With her mother gone to find medication, she was to stay at his bedside and do what she could to make him comfortable. Three days later, their mother returned with the medicine just in time.

Now home with her friends and who were no longer her enemies, she lazilly retreated to her room, dropped her suicase on the floor, and fell face first on her bed, mumbling the one word that had barely escaped her lips.

"Sleep..."

5 minutes before she was finally able to go to sleep, there was a small knock on the door.


(( Sorry I have been so scarce lately; school has been a pain in the arse, and I kinda forgot that I had this account :P))
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Horned One and Virgin Huntress

x X *dances*

Seras had finally came back to the house after a very top secret misson (which involved killing mutant monkeys and flying space cows...but ssshhh, you didnt hear that from me.) Anyways, Seras was in a high stress mood and she needed a way to calm down. So, she ventured to her room and over to the cd player,where she popped in her Santana Supernatural cd and began to salsa and cha cha all over the room. Hoping this would help relieve stress.

Also hoping it would draw the attention of her very amusing boyfriend.

(excuse that I'm not on my rp name, its to much hassle at this moment to try and open it. lol ^.^)
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RONALDO MAKES IT BACK HOME!!!

After several weeks of being gone from the house, Ronaldo finally returned, emotionally drained (not physically drained BECAUSE RONALDO IS TOO MUCH OF A MANLY MAN TO GIVE INTO PHYSICAL PAIN). He had been in Florida for the past few weeks fighting off HURRICANE WILMA. After struggling for several hours, Ronaldo finally was able to PUNCH WILMA IN DA FACE and send her into the Atlantic. But he had partially failed, most of South Florida was in ruins. Ronaldo cried for them, oh how sympathetic and heroic he looked.

Ronaldo had time to visit his biggest fangirl on his birthday and gave him a very special present to make up for him not having interent or friends to come over because there was no way to communicate with them.

(((THANK YOU SO MUCH, MORLON AKA saankyu FOR THIS DRAWING!!!!)))

He had also brought his mother with him because he needed her to help fight off Wilma with her SUPER BLACK WOMAN POWERZ© But she stayed behind to argue because she felt as if George Bush, along with his brother Jeb, DIDN'T CARE ABOUT BLACK PEOPLE. So, she stayed behind and argued like all black women do...

(((sorry for the stereotypes...)))

Ronaldo finally came back into the house and noticed that it was NOVEMBER 16TH! ...HIS BIRTHDAY! And yet, no one was there to greet him or wish him a happy birthday. This made him very emo inside. He began to cry and combed his hair to the side. Ronaldo got out his razor and began to cut himself... a few onions for him to eat. Why did it seem like no one remembered?

Ronaldo cried, but his hawtness made the tears evaporate into the air.

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OOC:
OMGZ I AM SO SORRY FOR BEING GONE FOR SO LONG D: My area was hit by Hurricane Wilma and I lost intarwebz for a week or so. Hope you all can understand ^^;
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BOREDOM MADE ME DO IT!

Jan entered a bedroom. It was late, and someone was in there, but due to the dim light and the mask he was wearing, he couldn't see a thing, just shadow. He snuck up behind the person as quietly as he could, then jumped on them, screaming like the idiot that he was.

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(PS- Anyone can be the person Jan jumped on, I did that purposefully so that anyone could participate, if someone got there before you, you could be another person in the room with them. :3)
Supernatural by <lj user="wickedgrdn">

HAPPY HALLOWEEN

The house began to rumble.

It began to shake.

It began to shiver to its very foundations.

With a gigantic bearlike roar, the door to his bedroom completely ripped off the hinges, and Anderson stood, awesome and fearsome amidst the rubble. He glared as rocks and wood and lightning rained down around him. Then he let out another roar that rocked the house.

"CANDY!" he shouted.

"WHERE

IS

THE

CANDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

And with that, he ran out into the hallway, resplendant in his Jacob Grimm outfit.

As soon as he left the room, he was, of course, determined to stay in character.

Besides the candy bit.
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{{ Okay. Don't eat my face, but I'm going to Bakuretsu Con this weekend, and won't be able to update here until Sunday/Monday. *ZOMGGASPSHOCKHORROR!!1!~* I don't know how you'll all live without me, as I am such an essential factor to, well, life in general. Or something. Point is, my usual sluggish burst of activity won't happen this weekend. And I'm begging pleading asking nicely not to be randomly deleted or anything shady like that in my time of being in Vermont. I mean, come on. I'm going to the Big Hill. They have no internet on the Big Hill. Just trees. And sketchy old men who grin at inappropriate times. Anyway, the end. Catch you all on the flip side.

... I cannot believe I just called it "the flip side." Shoot me now. *wangst* }}
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