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OOC: Availability Clog-Dance!
Omg you have no idea how long I've been excited to write this post.
Soooo, tomorrow, bright and early in the mid-afternoon, I am taking off for the Netherlands for a week and a half of bouncing around at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lockestheway's place playing Teacup Effect, snuggling her puppy, spamming y'all with food porn, and, oh yeah, road-tripping up to Mont St. Michel for a night of shenanigans on Fandom's doppelgänger. (Don't worry, Dutchface will be driving. The drivers of the Netherlands, Belgium and France can be grateful.)
Because she and I are both very big on having internet time, I'm still gonna be around, but on a weird timezone and possibly a little less around than usual because from what I've heard she intends to keep me busy. See aforementioned list of activities.
I'll be back next Sunday afternoon, July 1st, upon which time I intend to collapse of jet-lag before returning to FH as your regularly scheduled teacup.
Oh! And randomly, want to feel old? Tomorrow is my two-year FH-iversary. I KNOW, RIGHT?
Soooo, tomorrow, bright and early in the mid-afternoon, I am taking off for the Netherlands for a week and a half of bouncing around at
lockestheway's place playing Teacup Effect, snuggling her puppy, spamming y'all with food porn, and, oh yeah, road-tripping up to Mont St. Michel for a night of shenanigans on Fandom's doppelgänger. (Don't worry, Dutchface will be driving. The drivers of the Netherlands, Belgium and France can be grateful.)Because she and I are both very big on having internet time, I'm still gonna be around, but on a weird timezone and possibly a little less around than usual because from what I've heard she intends to keep me busy. See aforementioned list of activities.
I'll be back next Sunday afternoon, July 1st, upon which time I intend to collapse of jet-lag before returning to FH as your regularly scheduled teacup.
Oh! And randomly, want to feel old? Tomorrow is my two-year FH-iversary. I KNOW, RIGHT?
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Near The Boardwalk, Thursday Afternoon
Something weird was happening. A few of the goats -- the goats that seemed to be terrorizing everyone else? -- seemed to like Frank.
More than that, they seemed to regard him as... kind of a leader.
"Seriously, you guys can... stop following me," Frank suggested hopefully after a few of them refused to be shaken off by his winding detours through town. "Really, I don't have any food or anything. You guys can go."
One of the goats sniffed his shoe.
"Okay then," Frank said, and carried on walking. Slightly more briskly this time. Because.
[[HIS NAME IS FRANK, OKAY. open.]]
More than that, they seemed to regard him as... kind of a leader.
"Seriously, you guys can... stop following me," Frank suggested hopefully after a few of them refused to be shaken off by his winding detours through town. "Really, I don't have any food or anything. You guys can go."
One of the goats sniffed his shoe.
"Okay then," Frank said, and carried on walking. Slightly more briskly this time. Because.
[[HIS NAME IS FRANK, OKAY. open.]]
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Room 322, Sunday Morning
Frank set the roll of packing tape aside and surveyed his handiwork.
One medium-size box with his home address printed neatly on it in permanent marker, bearing the appropriate postage and a really impressive amount of packing tape to hold it together. It was, in Frank's humble opinion, exceptionally nice work for a fourteen-year-old.
Inside the box, naturally, was his mother's Mothers' Day present, and yes Frank was getting a bit of a late start on it but that didn't really matter when you had Portalocity as a delivery service, did it? And neither did the weight of the box, he assumed, which was why he'd stuffed it with as many things as he could: a new dress, a coffee thermos, a vase that he really hoped he'd bubble-wrapped adequately, and, of course, a letter from him detailing his adventures here at Fandom.
Very pleased with himself, Frank whistled as he lifted the box to give it one more thorough examination before he went to mail it. Just in case.
[[open door, open post!]]
One medium-size box with his home address printed neatly on it in permanent marker, bearing the appropriate postage and a really impressive amount of packing tape to hold it together. It was, in Frank's humble opinion, exceptionally nice work for a fourteen-year-old.
Inside the box, naturally, was his mother's Mothers' Day present, and yes Frank was getting a bit of a late start on it but that didn't really matter when you had Portalocity as a delivery service, did it? And neither did the weight of the box, he assumed, which was why he'd stuffed it with as many things as he could: a new dress, a coffee thermos, a vase that he really hoped he'd bubble-wrapped adequately, and, of course, a letter from him detailing his adventures here at Fandom.
Very pleased with himself, Frank whistled as he lifted the box to give it one more thorough examination before he went to mail it. Just in case.
[[open door, open post!]]
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The Abagnale Family Home | New Rochelle, NY | A Summer Evening in 1959
Sometimes in the summer, Frank and his parents had dinner out on the patio. It was nice -- practically nicer than the dining room, if you asked Frank, because the summer weather wasn't so bad (but not as nice as Christmas; Frank always liked Christmas better), and anyway this had to be nicer for the neighbors. 'Cause the Abagnales were like a Saks window display, after all, and everyone wanted to see them. That was what Frank's dad was always telling him, anyway, so basically what it boiled down to was that eating on the patio was better for everyone.
( ''Frankie, dear, would you pass the coq au vin?'' )
[[nfb/nfi, obviously!]]
( ''Frankie, dear, would you pass the coq au vin?'' )
[[nfb/nfi, obviously!]]
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OOC: Infoposting Like A Champ, Summer I 2012
Hay thar, bandwagon. I'll be boarding you now, kthx.
First, my newbie:
( The Future Con Man )
( If you've met a version of him before... )
( Because he's based on a real guy... )
( Canonshare? Canonshare! )
And the non-newbies!
( The Genius )
( The Alum )
And finally, me!
( The Teacup )
First, my newbie:
( The Future Con Man )
( If you've met a version of him before... )
( Because he's based on a real guy... )
( Canonshare? Canonshare! )
And the non-newbies!
( The Genius )
( The Alum )
And finally, me!
( The Teacup )