uberboned: (That's who the fuck I am)
[The recorder is on for a LONG FREAKIN' TIME, because LORD DOES GABRIEL WANNA FRIGGIN' KILL RIGHT NOW. He hasn't gotten this pissed since Shinzon and he didn't do anything about that either, because he's doing that whole restraint thing, but... Yeah. Look, Armand hits his JACKASS BUTTON. HARD. And he's not sure what he's gonna do about that yet. And, honestly, his life is just wonderful all around right now and he just keeps... Not dealing.

Finally, rather than list all the reasons you should not piss off an archangel, he just... Settles for being a fucking Warden. You're welcome, Barge. Thankfully, Gabriel's not the type to really hold grudges for long times and tends to just let things go, so this won't fester.... Well, except for the part where he HATES ARMAND SO FREAKIN' MUCH. :\]



Irene, stay in your room, don't take candy from vampires, eat your vegetables, don't sass your Warden, annnd.... All that other crap.


[[OOC: ASSUME MISATO AND DESMOND PUT UP ONE OF THESE FOR LOKI AND DANNY. I really don't feel like writing sixty freakin' journal entries saying the same thing. I chose to post Gabriel's, because... His was actually witty or sommat.]]

uberboned: (And what about airline food?)
Okay! So, uh... What now? Huh? The Admiral's just decided to stop announcing his bad driving? Like we're not gonna notice when this crap goes pearshaped? Seriously? Oh hey! Raise your hand if you think something's gone wrong with the Barge. Oh wait.

And if one more person says it's temporal interference, I will punt them.

Why do I have a feeling this is just gonna somehow end in blood and tears? Oh right. Because it's the Barge. That's how it always ends with this place. Hate to break it to you, newbies, but you just tapped into the Good Ship Unclaimed Baggage. Get out while you can.
uberboned: (brb dead)
[If it's possible to sound both pained and homicidal, Gabe sure as hell is close to it right now.]

Someone... [Coughhackgroan.... Excrutiatingly long pause. COUGHHACKARGH.]

Let's try that again.

Someone's gonna... Gonna... [Trails off into another horrific coughing fit. THIS IS NOT PAIN AN ARCHANGEL SHOULD BE FEELING. GDI, BARGE. WHY YOU HATIN'.]

Oh screw it.

[A little more distant, a little more worried now, BECAUSE IN DEATH TOLL LAND, NO ONE REPRESSES ANYTHING] ....Max?


[OOC: So Gabe technically didn't die- his vessel did- but he's still getting Death Tolled, because I'm horrible. As the added bonus to the Death Toll, using most of his powers while under it? SUCKS ASS. In fact, he probably blacked out between blipping from the infirmary to back to his room (because INFIRMARIES ARE FOR SQUARES) and right now. THE WORST PART OF A NEARLY POWERLESS DEATH TOLLED ARCHANGEL? Hungry vampires. Awesome. ....Also, I would've posted this at a LATER time, but I wanted to get it out before LOST happened and possibly destroyed my brain for the night.]

014 (Voice)

Mar. 6th, 2010 03:14 am
uberboned: (Predatory)
[Gabe sounds a little too calm. It's that saccharine calm edge he gets when he's starting to get so unbelievably pissed that he might snap and strangle something in the next ten minutes.]

Okay. Here's a game everyone can play! The rules are simple.

If you hear a hellhound, call me. I'll deal with it. If everything you're throwing at it don't seem to be working, then maybe it's 'cause they don't respond to much of anything except divine intervention. Most of 'em should be gone by now, but there were stragglers and for all I know, they're crafty little sons of bitches.

And, Irene? Sweetheart? The next time I tell you to do something, don't give me lip.

uberboned: (Hells yeah)
[I'm going to assume Gabe's disco is gone, thanks to Az. Or Dean got bored and made it go away. Or Gabe is actually recording this from a maintenance hallway where he has taken up residence to live forever as a hobo. Whatever.]

I don't wanna be the guy pulling the divine retribution card here, but I wasn't here for the whole "Davros situation" and all I know is that he's some crazy guy in a wheelchair who... Likes genocide or something. This is all hearsay. Whatever. Don't actually care for the gory details. All I know is that half of everyone's afraid of him, the other half thinks that half is stupid, and a good portion of people here just wanna kick over the little son of a bitch's wheelchair. And he's a dick.

But, uh, guys? You have two, count 'em- two angels on this boat, on top of whatever else is lurking, so what's the big deal? If he tries anything shifty until some poor sap gets shackled to him, we got it covered. Ain't nothing we can't handle. Really. I promise. Return to your lives as normal, citizens.

[Private to Irene.]

Don't poke the crazy guy in the wheelchair. Or I'll find you. And you'll hate it.

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