Depressing News, SimWise

revison_doc's latest entry -- Sarah Von Braun has passed on.
*Docs sniff*
It was a peaceful death, guys, she got the Hula Girl Squad.
-D: Even so. . . .-
-TD: *sniffle* Mommy. . . .-
-VDM, H, E: *hug tight*-
-VD: YOU looked like you were going to cry for a minute there, Vic.-
Yeah, I felt really bad. At first I thought it was a false alarm when she didn't pass away promptly at six, and I was so relieved -- but then the Grim Reaper showed up at 7:00, and away she went. :(
-VD2: Doesn't help that Elias was being an ass in the afterlife.-
Heh, I know. Why couldn't he have scared Jason while he was there, JASON was the one who wanted to see him! Poor Sabastian. . . .
-OD: *tentacles chitter* Yes, you would have liked Mother. She was one of the sweetest people you'd ever meet.-
-DW: What do you plan to do with her room?-
Selling the bed is out of the question -- I don't want angry ghosts. I'm thinking of turning it into Moonshine's room.
-D: Moonshine?-
That stray Emily's in the process of befriending. He can sleep on the bed if he likes. :p
-TD: Heh -- as long as it gets some use, right?-
Yup.
-RPD: No Eureka?-
Procrastinated too long (was wondering when LJ would be back up). I'll be doing Emmett Brown for there tomorrow.
-RPD: Ah, good.-
-M: Hey, doesn't the RPG start up again soon?-
I hope -- us players would like to start again on November 12th, but Aaron may have some availabilty issues. We'll have to wait and see.
-RPD: I hope -- I'm eager to see what'll happen. And if I ever WILL be alive again.-
I don't think Aaron will let us be dead for too long.

I also have some fan fic, y'all:
( Drabbles88 -- Prompt 47 )

-VD2: Nice.-
And I'm starting the Narbonic!Doc and Marty prompt right now.
-OD: Don't forget to look at the sprites.-
I won't, I won't.
HatterDoc: You might also want to look into doing a few more funny drabbles88.
Who asked you?
HatterDoc: I asked myself. I find that talking to myself means I'm rarely surprised by the answer.
Shouldn't you be going now?
HatterDoc: Why? You need your Humor muse.
My -- humor --
YOU CAN'T APPOINT YOURSELF A MUSE!
HatterDoc: Sure I can. I just did. Ever think of writing more J.C. Jones stories?
Humor is VAMPDOC2'S domain! He works all the universes that don't have muses!
HatterDoc: Oh, I see! How rude of me -- VampDoc2, do you mind if I take over humor?
-VD2: Um -- honestly, Victoria, he's better suited to it than I am, I'm ANGST--
HatterDoc: There you are then!
. . .
HatterDoc: J.C. Jones drabbles88? Wouldn't have to make sense. We're all mad here, as the Cheshire Cat said.
-D: Some of us more than others.-
. . . I'm going over there and I'm going to scream.
HatterDoc: You do that. Don't you all think she should write more funny drabbles88s, though?
-VD: After some of the angst she's put us through, sure.-
-VD2: A return of J.C. Jones wouldn't be bad, considering J.C. often gets beat up by her own devices.-
-TD: Can you show me how the tea table works? Er, after clearing off the cozies?-
HatterDoc: I'd be happy to.
I'll go yell at Tarvek, that'll make me feel better.

Happy Birthday Flux Capacitor!

1955 -- Marty arrives and crashes into the Peabody's barn. The Peabodys mistake him for an alien and attempt to shoot him. Marty, trying to escape, ends up running over one of the pines fronting the ranch. Bye bye Twin Pines Mall!
Stopping in front of where his neighborhood should be, Marty discovers the DeLorean's engine has stalled out. He hides it behind a nearby billboard and walks into Hill Valley. Much staring is done by Marty at the 1950s Hill Valley and the 1950s Hill Valley at Marty. Spotting a pay phone inside Lou's, Marty heads in and gets Doc's address from the phone book. Lou hounds him into ordering something -- Marty attempts to order stuff from 1985. He's had a rough night. Cue Biff coming in to hound George McFly, who happens to be sitting right next to Marty! After that embarrassing encounter is over, Marty freaks George out with prolonged staring, then inadvertantly gives Goldie Wilson the idea to run for mayor in the future. George leaves, and Marty chases after him. Don't ask me why.
Marty eventually comes across George in a tree, peeping on what is assumed to be Lorraine. George falls in the road and is nearly hit by a car -- Marty shoves him out of the way just in time. This heroic move turns out to be exceedingly stupid when the driver is revealed as Lorraine's father. We have a paradox alert!
Marty wakes up much later, to the shock of finding himself still in 1955 and his mother as a thin girl his age. And he's also in his underwear. Lorraine flirts, Marty gets uncomfortable, we get a rather nice shot of MJF's package in the end. Marty joins the Baines for dinner and confuses them with his talk of reruns and John F. Kennedy. Getting directions to Doc's place from Sam Baines, he flees when Lorraine suggests a bit too seductively that he can sleep over in her room.
Over on Riverside Drive, we learn that Doc has a mansion now, instead of just a liveable garage. Doc is in the process of testing out a mind-reading machine -- he grabs Marty as a convienent guinea pig. He makes a series of wrong guesses that nonetheless are pretty accurate in describing the movie thus far. Marty tries to tell Doc the truth, but Doc is skeptical, dismissing Marty's photographic proof of his family as a fakery -- "they cut off your brother's hair!" When Marty's forced to admit Ronald Reagan is the country's president, Doc writes him off as a practical joker and flees to his garage. Marty follows, and finally gets Doc's attention by telling him the story of how he thought up the flux capacitor that morning. They go and retrieve the DeLorean, leading up to a favorite scene of mine in the movie: "It WORKS!"
God, I love that smile.

And happy birthday Gypsy Robinson! :)
-D: *kissu* Did you bring Sigmund over?-
-Gypsy: Yeah, he's playing with the dogs. Where do you find room for all these people?-
-VD: *to HatterDoc* Come to think of it, where HAVE you been sleeping?-
-HD: On the tea table. It converts to a bed. I use the tablecloth for a sheet.-
-M: . . . Don't you get cold?-
-HD: Well, yes, but I have the tea to keep me warm. Change places, everyone! Clean cup, move down!-
*everyone humors him and moves down one*
-HD: Now then, where were -- Where's my cup?-
-Gypsy: *took hers with her* I just seasoned it!-
-HD: *baffled* But -- clean cup! You -- you can't take it with you!-
-Gypsy: But I don't think you'd like the way I drink it.-
-HD: . . . Clean cup!-
-D: *grabs a teacup and pours him another* Here, take this one.-
-HD: *does so absently, staring at Gypsy like she's grown another head*-
-TD: Don't worry, he'll get over it in a bit.-
-Gypsy: Sounds a bit like obsessive-compulsive to me.-
Yes, everyone's having tea and cake over there in celebration.
-OD: You're welcome to have some.-
I don't like tea.
-VD2: But we know you like cake.-
-Gypsy: *snigger* Still reluctant to admit you've got a new muse?-
I do not NEED a new muse.
-HD: Well, you can't always get what you need. But if you try sometimes, you can get what you want.-
-M2: That's not how it goes.-
-HD: It's true nonetheless.-
I didn't WANT a new muse either. *headdesk*
-TD: He's not THAT bad, Victoria.-
-RPD: You've really got to get over this habit of yours of bemoaning each new muse who comes your way. You end up loving us all in the end.-
But it's getting crowded! Where am I supposed to keep you all?
-D: Perhaps it's time to remodel the muse house.-
-VD2: Or, at the very least, add on an attic. You wouldn't mind sleeping in an attic, would you HatterDoc?-
-HD: Not a bit!-
*sighs, adds attic*
-DW: Is it really that much of a hardship? Now you've got another muse in charge of humor.-
When's the last time I wrote anything specifically for that section? Ye Gods, something else I'll get poked about. . . .
-HD: *getting frustrated* Oh, for -- what do you want me to do, cover myself in chocolate and lay on your bed with a sign reading, "Come Get It?"-
. . . .
-HD: . . . Make her stop smiling like that.-
-OD: *annoyed* Just had to bring that up, didn't you?-
-HD: Clean cup! Clean cup!-

Upcoming revison_doc update, all about George and Lorraine. Unfortunately didn't get to Emmett of Eureka today because I wanted to update here, but tommorrow I'll make both him and Marty.
-RPD: I'm holding you to that.-