uberboned: (RANDOM ATTACK NOMMING)
[Gabriel's sprawled sideways in his chair with his legs flopped over the side- which rather than that spinny chair he normally has in front of his journal is now a fancy wingback chair and his whole room looks like something out of a classy mansion. There's a smoking jacket involved. He's currently playing cat's cradle with the little bell necklace Murphy gave him while one of his magic hookers rubs his shoulders. He's about halfway interested. ...Yeah, he's taking Murphy's leaving pretty hard, especially since he has ZERO hope she's coming back. NO ONE ELSE HAS.]

Annnd the revolving door starts all over again.

For those of you just tuning in to this episode of Masterpiece Theatre, welcome to the Barge. The place where dreams come true. [He smirks and looks at the camera.] Yes, one of you lucky sons of bitches might make into the Warden's VIP club and all of this can be yours. Pretty snazzy, huh?

[He lets the new Wardens bask in this for a moment and then he snaps and his room goes back to normal and he's just sprawled in a normal chair in his... Horrible porn star room and in his normal clothes, sans magic hooker.]

Yep. I'm just screwin' with you. Get used to it.

[Private to the God Squad]

Sooo gang! Any plans for this month? I'm gettin' a little bored here.

[[OOC: YEAH, SO.... Gabriel promised Howie he'd check up on the gods to see if they were planning anything for Samhain. I plan on putting up a post, depending on how this goes down, figuring out how to cockblock him from getting involved, because I want the plot to actually WORK and... You know, not cockblock someone else with CAPTAIN GODMOD HERE. :|]
uberboned: (The Dude abides)
[Gabriel is mainly posting this so everyone can see he's a cool customer again. Mostly. He's sprawled out on a chair and tilting back on two legs with his legs propped up on his desk and massaging his forehead. This is probably the most NOT ENTIRELY ZEN you will ever see Gabriel. This is... What feeling trapped and not able to do anything about people like Armand (y'know the way he usually does) does to him.]

I know I'm gonna get so much flack for saying this, but... I don't care what any of you think- surprise!- but I, personally, need a port. I don't care if it's Jurassic friggin' Park. Stop the ride, I wanna get off. I'd take five minutes. You all could stay on the friggin' boat for all I care. Heck, leave without me. I can start a new life with the dinosaurs.

[Pause. He glares at the camera.]

That was not a suggestion, Admiral Asshole. I'm allowed one moment of melodrama and this is it.

[And then he just turns on the bitchface.]

And now we return to your regularly scheduled broadcast.

[The transmission clicks off.]

[Private to Dean]

[And the video clicks back on. Gabriel's holding up his copy of Casa Erotica 13 now with added post-it note attached to it. Dean was... Kind enough to leave it while he was being a sulky bitch with Murphy. Gabriel really needs to get better locks for his door. ....He never uses that door anyway.]

Look. I got the memo. You don't wanna be bothered? Fine. This is me, not bothering you, but I've got one thing to say, so I'm gonna say it. I've got enough on my plate without getting the skinny on what exactly went down out there, so if you ever yank yourself up outta that pit you're in? What happened back home is gonna be a strictly "Don't ask, don't tell" situation. Got it?

And as for this and, more importantly, the whole gory story of why it happened? [He shakes the DVD. It promptly goes up in flames and Gabriel flicks the ashes away.] That's between you, me, and Sam, wherever the heck he may be. Comprende?

[Private to Murphy- added later]

How bad d'you wanna pick a fight with someone right now?
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 then I unleashed the robot gopher.)
Three points.

(1. I'm not an idiot. I know what this week is. By all means, have a Southern Baptist-style potluck supper for all I care. I'm not gonna be the little archangel that rained on your religious parade.

(2. In case you're all worried, no, I don't celebrate April Fool's Day. I'm a little more professional than that, thanks. Although, given the sheer number of dick moves people pull on that day, it's my busiest time of the year. ...That and Thanksgiving. I'm not sure why.

Anyway.

(3. I'm dragging Irene into the CES tomorrow. We'll be gone... Oh, a good three or four days. Maybe. If you need anything.... Y'know what? Just don't need anything.
uberboned: (Yes. It's quite impressive that can.)
Whoo. Lemme tell you, people. I've been here a week and I don't think I could handle another one without getting off this rocker, so, at this point, I could care less if the rumors I've been hearing about ports are true. Bring on the pain, for all I care. I need to stretch my legs on some dry land somethin' fierce. Wind me up and turn me loose, boys, 'cause Daddy needs some action. Any kind of action. ...Just not the kind of action we've been seeing around here lately. That's the kind of action that tends to make me snap and start killing people and we don't want that. 

Inmates! How the heck are you? If any of you crazies are still jonesing for a little taste of whatever the port brings, I'm currently Inmateless and intending to live it up a little. ...Or a lot. Probably a lot. I have needs and it's vital to my continuing function that these needs be met, but, hey, I can babysit, too. I'm good at multitasking. 

So, let's light this candle, Barge. Bring on tomorrow!

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