10 February 2013 @ 03:50 pm
[voice post]  
I have a question, for anyone here who's had someone lose contact with this place:

If they remember this place when they lose contact...do they forget over time? Or do they always remember?

I'm curious.

((Read: someone's scared Arthur will forget this place + their entire relationship/marriage.))
27 December 2012 @ 04:55 pm
[locked from Ariadne]  

Are you lonely? Drifting off to sleep at night wishing you had someone special in your life? Spending your Friday nights alone and hoping you'll find someone soon to wile away the hours? Then this a post you should most definitely reply to!

I'm looking for some lovely gentlemen who are:

- human (sorry, animals/robots/aliens/etc.)
- single
- over the age of 18
- heterosexual/bisexual/pansexual
- not a complete psychopath (you know who you are)

Please respond below with the following information:

- Age
- Occupation (if any)
- Location
- Brief personality description
- Type of romantic partner you're looking for

All applications will be looked over by myself to check for suitability. After that, you may get called back to go out with a rather lovely, intelligent young woman who is desires a gentleman caller or two in her life. Serious applicants only, please!

((Basically? Eames is trying to get Ariadne laid. He cares, he does.))
03 December 2012 @ 08:44 pm
I think that must have been the single greatest virus to ever exist. The Hogwarts one was nice, but this took the cake. I'm sure all the rest of you enjoyed fleeing the police after our midnight grave-digging assignment? And burning all of the evidence afterwards?

Also: my apologies for the racket I made riding shopping carts down the dormitory staircases. Still: I have no regrets.

Also, Arthur darling: I am going to be forever and eternally depressed that I did not know you as a teenager in real life. You were utterly adorable and I am incredibly sad that I did not get to spend four years sneaking into your dorm room in the middle of the night for cuddles.
24 September 2012 @ 07:13 pm
[video] Warning: video contains ADORABLE BABIES  
[Hello everyone. See Eames. Or what appears to be Eames. See Eames with an adorable baby boy. See the baby boy clinging to his daddy's thumbs.

See father and son doing a rap routine.]

02 September 2012 @ 10:56 am
[Do you remember how during the last virus, Eames was Tuxedo Forger? Well, the tuxedo is back out, only without the mask. And Eames is also carrying a cane as well.

Did you know Eames can dance? Eames can apparently dance. Because this happens:]

Cut for video of Fred Astaire doing his Fred Astaire thing )

Have you seen the well-to-do
Up and down Park Avenue?
On that famous thoroughfare
With their noses in the air

High hats and narrow collars
White spats and lots of dollars
Spending every dime
For a wonderful time

Now, if you're blue
And you don't know where to go to
Why don't you go where fashion sits

Puttin' on the Ritz!

Different types who wear a daycoat
Pants with stripes and cutaway coat
Perfect fits

Puttin' on the Ritz!

Dressed up like a million dollar trooper
Trying hard to look like Gary Cooper

Come, let's mix where Rockefellers
Walk with sticks or "umberellas"
In their mitts

Puttin' on the Ritz!

Tips his hat just like an English chappie
To a lady with a wealthy pappy
Very snappy

You'll declare it's simply topping
To be there and hear them swapping
Smart tidbits

Puttin' on the Ritz!

[When he finishes, he makes a large, sweeping bow while removing his hat. When he stands up again, he grins and adds:]

You should all be so glad I didn't do the Young Frankenstein version.
19 August 2012 @ 07:56 pm
[The video starts in Morpheus’s dream agency, Ariadne, Arthur, Eames and Elektra just finished training and they are still in costume. Arthur is wearing a mostly black tuxedo with red accents and red gloves. Arthur turns to the camera.]

It has come to our attention that a lot of the new sailor senshi appearing all around the universe have very little training if any at all. We want to offer our service to those who still need to learn how to use and develop their abilities.

[The camera turns to focus on Ariadne. She is wearing a typical senshi uniform in red and gold colors.]

I’ll be helping out those soldiers whose powers focus on defense and healing. Even if your powers are more for the offense, I can help build some more defensive tactics with you. It always helps to have something.

[Now a focus on Eames. Eames wears a similar tuxedo to Arthur's, except that his accents and gloves are blue.]

Ladies, gentlemen, those of indeterminate gender: when a large, deadly someone is out to kill you or maim you in awful ways, you could stand and fight...but sometimes it's better to disguise yourself so well they don't even realize you're there. For disguise-related skills and spells, I can help you become a human chameleon.

[And a focus on Elektra. She is in a customized black and red senshi outfit. Don't worry though; she still has to wear the mini skirt. She looks less than impressed at Eames bit.]

Or if you plan on actually defeating whoever is trying to suck the life out of your planet and its people this week, I'll be teaching you how to successively do that. Just because we can't dress practically while fighting whatever "great evil" [Yes, she's air quoting.] is around, doesn't mean we can't fight practically.

[And finally back to Arthur.]
And finally I can train those with powers of illusion over environments. Strategy will also be discussed.

[Suddenly Eames leans in, grinning.] And really, where else can you find a place to kick some arse and look so good?

[Arthur frowns slightly and cuts the feed.]

[ooc: red is arthur, purple is ariadne, blue is eames, and green is elektra.]
26 May 2012 @ 02:03 pm
[The video clicks on to an empty kitchen. After a moment the sound of someone clearing their throat can be heard, and then Ariadne’s voice.]

There has been some...minor chaos in our house today. I can only guess it’s thanks to another virus. I’m afraid I haven’t had much time to check the community posts...

[There’s a shifting sound and then clothes resembling something Ariadne’s might wear, appear to be floating in front of the camera.]

To start with. I’m invisible. And then Arthur...

[She’s cut off as Eames walks into the background, looking rather pleased with himself. He’s got a pan in one hand, an egg in the other.]

Eames, what are you doing?

Have a look at this.

[Eames takes the pan flat on his palm and cracks the egg into the pan. He concentrates on the pan and suddenly a flame envelopes his entire arm, heating up the pan and cooking the egg. Unfortunately, some of the fire catches on to a nearby dish towel.]

Hey, watch out! [Ariadne's shape is up and hurrying towards the burning towel. But wouldn't you know her luck? There is a GIANT HOLE in the middle of the kitchen floor now. Unaware, she steps right into it and falls. Seeing as she has thoroughly lost her concentration, she is visible once more.

Out of nowhere two comically long arms stretch out and catch the invisible Ariadne and pull her back on to solid floor. Ariadne sits on the floor, trying to catch her breath. Meanwhile Eames has managed to put out the small fire, and Arthur and Elektra walk into view. Arthur's arms are now retracting into their normal length.

Elektra hurries over to Ariadne, looking rather apologetic.]

I'm so sorry, Ariadne. I didn't know it would happen in the kitchen.

It's okay. I'm alright. Thanks, Arthur.

Of course. Now, what do we say we all take a break with these powers. We don't want any more accidents.

[Ariadne glances back at the camera and realizes she left it on. She hurries to her feet, with some help from Elektra and moves back to the computer.]

Like I said: chaos.

[And she turns off the camera.]

[ooc: red=ariadne, green=eames, purple=elektra, blue=arthur]
05 February 2012 @ 10:25 pm
[Accidental video]  
[The video takes place in a room in the Dream Team's new agency building, and Arthur and Eames seem to be moving a set of boxes into an area already filled with them. As they set them down the video cuts in mid-conversation.]

" -- the last of them. What is in these things?"

"Files. Papers. You know I like to keep a thorough record of our work."

"Darling, you know I adore your insane dedication to thoroughness, but I can't believe something this heavy is filled purely with papers." [As he says it, he pulls open the box flaps and starts pulling out files. Arthur settles in to unloading the boxes as well, and for a moment it's quiet until Eames frowns at a stray piece of paper he's pulled out of his box before saying:]

"Oh, ha ha, Arthur, very funny."


"I found what I can only assume is your future April Fool's prank of some kind."

"Eames, what on earth are you talking about?"

[He holds out the piece of paper towards Arthur.] "This. This fake marriage license you drew up under both of our names? I can only imagine a very amusing set-up after I get drunk one night and you tease me mercilessly."

[Arthur stares at him blankly for a moment. When he recovers himself, he snatches the paper out of Eames' hand and holds it in front of him, scanning it over with an unreadable expression on his face.]

"...this...seems legitimate. This...seems like a real legal document." [Arthur pauses and then says:] "When did we sign this?"

[Eames looks at him blankly before moving to look over the paper with him, frowning and confused. For several seconds, they're both quiet and clearly confused with what they're looking at. It's only after a minute or so that Eames breaks the silence:]

"So...does this mean that that's your real last name I'm reading?"

((Remember the Texts From Last Night virus? Remember this thread? Yeah, shenanigans happened. Red = Arthur, Blue = Eames))
05 December 2011 @ 09:50 pm
[fail lock from Arthur]  
Alright, it's opinion time, duckies. Christmas is right around the corner and the time for wracking one's mind for gift ideas is at hand, especially if you have any hope of getting something decent. Which is why I ask:

Would it be totally, completely, mind-bogglingly blasphemous to buy one's ever-luscious boyfriend a handgun for Christmas?

Because, on the one hand, giving weapons as gifts seems rather strange on day celebrating baby Jesus. On the other hand: Arthur likes guns.

And besides, I can see it now: a nice black semi-automatic with a pair of dice engraved on the side. Maybe wrapped with a bow on it.

21 November 2011 @ 11:31 pm
...I suppose this is the community's form of ironic payback.

Hello, lovelies. I'm afraid this won't be like my other times pretending to be a woman, because currently 1) I'm not pretending, and 2) girlish flirtation is really only my thing when I think I'm pulling a joke on someone. Or if your name's Arthur and you enjoy three-piece suits.
10 October 2011 @ 09:41 pm
[Eames is in his apartment, looking vaguely amused. After clicking on the camera, out tumbles some incredibly accented Swahili.]

Unajua, virusi hivi ingekuwa na manufaa mengi zaidi kama ningekuwa bado katika Mombasa. Kwa bahati mbaya, mimi nina katika bara vibaya na hivi sasa ni kero tu. Kujaribu kununua chakula cha mchana peke yake kabisa hadithi.

Mimi kwa kweli matumaini angalau mtu mmoja mwingine huko nje anaongea Kiswahili, au ni kwenda kuwa siku muda mrefu sana.

((Translation:You know, this virus would have been a lot more useful if I were still in Mombasa. Unfortunately, I'm on the wrong continent and right now it is just a nuisance. Trying to buy lunch alone was quite the story.

I really hope at least one other person out there speaks Swahili, or it is going to be a very long day.))
14 September 2011 @ 10:08 pm
[When Eames speaks, his voice is a little tense, but he's trying to play it off as casual:]

If anyone sees a poker chip lying around...

[He pauses, trying to figure out how much he's allowed to say. Since he CAN'T ADMIT IT'S REALLY IMPORTANT.]

If anyone sees a red, kind of worn out poker chip lying around...let me know.

[Another pause. He's really trying not to freak out.]

Just figured I'd ask.
17 June 2011 @ 06:21 pm
[video] Well, somebody told me you had a boyfriend who looked like a girlfriend...  
[The video shows Eames on an armchair in a rather nice hotel room, sitting with his elbows on his knees and looking straight at the camera. When he's satisfied that it's turned on, he smiles a tiny bit, looking rather cheeky.]

Hello, lovelies. So, after all the hullabaloo from that last lovely virus, I wanted to clear up a couple of things.

First: yes, I am dating Arthur. Have been for about two months, and it's been quite spectacular.

"But Eames," I hear you asking. "How could this be? Did you maybe blackmail him? Perhaps you threatened to kill a family member or beloved pet?" To which I say: no, he's dating me of his own free will, and you have some deeply disturbing thoughts.

The other, more relevant, thing I've heard asked is how exactly one Ms. Ramona who is also supposed to be dating Arthur fits into this.

[His smile goes askew a bit as he shifts to reach into his pocket to pull out a pack of cigarettes; as he retrieves a cigarette, he shifts on his seat and his appearance seems to fall away, leaving "Ramona" sitting on the chair, smirking.

A mirror is hanging on the wall behind him; if you pay attention, you might notice that even though it's clearly a female form sitting there, the reflection in the mirror is still of Eames' normal appearance.]

See, where Ariadne changes the landscapes and architecture of dreams, I change my own appearance. Which is damned useful sometimes. [He starts to show off a bit, shifting appearances so that he turns into James Dean, then Marilyn Monroe, then Brad Pitt, and then back to "Ramona".]

There actually is a Ramona Pierce, but she was a woman who lived near my flat when I was a kid and she looked nothing like this. The face and form I got from this woman in Geneva who liked to chat up businessmen just long enough to steal their watches and cufflinks.

[The way he says it hints that he might have lost a watch or two that way.]

So, for the record: Arthur isn't a sleazebag that's juggling people behind anyone's back. If anyone's the sleazebag, it's me, for getting his kicks from turning into blonde cockteases; but let's face it, we all kind of knew I was kind of an ass, anyway.

["She" grins.] So, any questions?
14 June 2011 @ 05:32 pm
[forward-dated virus post]  
Arthur and I have been dating for about two months now.
10 June 2011 @ 10:22 pm
[video][posted under username 'allnaturalblonde']  
["Ramona" is back, this time wearing a short sundress and lounging on a lawn chair, showing off her legs a bit. 'She' seems to be sitting on the balcony of a hotel building, overlooking a city that seems to have aspects of both New York City and London. While 'she' talks, 'she' idly smokes a cigarette.]

Tell me: is it normal to be dating someone and not know his age?

Or where's from?

['She' puts on a small wry smile.] Or his last name?
01 June 2011 @ 09:26 pm
Manhattan: comes with all the humidity of a place near the ocean while not retaining any of the nice beaches, fruity tropical drinks, or people walking around in swimsuits. Pity.

Every time I bump into anyone wearing business attire that's walking outside, they seem sweaty, sticky, and ready to stab someone in the face.

So, how is everyone else enjoying the start of the summer?

[locked to Arthur]

Fancy a change in location, pet?
03 May 2011 @ 11:21 pm
Okay, so, I'm sure at least some of you have noticed that there's a certain pirate captain in the community whose about to be going through a smidge of, shall we say, legal trouble.

So, I'm asking if any of the worldhoppers here could go in and give him a lift out. If you want to get paid, I'll cover it; timeliness would be appreciated.
01 May 2011 @ 09:41 pm
[video][posted under username 'allnaturalblonde']  
[Staring at you now, community, is a very blonde, very made-up woman, pouting a little. She's wearing a nice evening dress that shows off her, er, nicer assets, and her hair is done up and her nails painted. She frowns at the screen, bending over more a bit than is strictly necessary, scrunching her eyebrows.]

Oh my. What's this?

[She taps the mouse a few times with one long fingernail and gets no result.]

Well, well. This is no good.

[She sighs pouts the tiniest bit.] Can someone help a girl out? I need to look up where I'm going, but it doesn't look like I can leave...

((See Eames. See Eames attempt to cocktease the comm. Cocktease, Eames, cocktease!))
22 April 2011 @ 02:47 pm
Google Image Search is indeed magical , Eames.
lj cut to not kill your f-lists )

Nice bondage clothes. Hair was too mainstream for you, or you were doing drugs and shaved your head?

[ooc. Vengeance. Pure vengeance. Because Arthur can hold a grudge like no one.]