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06 June 2010 @ 12:11 am

[Surprise! Suddenly, you're not in your own world anymore. Little do you know that the real reason why you're here—wherever here is—is because of one genius otaku and his latest invention for OPERATION SUMMON A SHITLOAD OF FANDOM CHARACTERS TO SOME RANDOM PLACE SO HE CAN FANBOY THEM PROPERLY.]

Yes! It worked! Now I wonder if Char Aznable is around...

[ooc; DO WHATEVER idc lmao]
[So that sky up there? The blue thing with clouds in it? Now also has a blue bullet train coming out of a huge, pink portal. It stops momentarily to give time for a guy in black to jump down from it, then zooms into another pink portal and disappears.]

Teddy! Where are you?
13 April 2010 @ 10:50 pm
Hi, this is Chiqui's general HMD post! This has actually been made for people without accounts on Dreamwidth and who wanted to leave me feedback logged-in (because that's how you roll idk), but hey, if you have anything to say about any of my other characters anyway, then leave a comment here!

Kamen Rider Decade: Kaitoh Daiki
17 January 2010 @ 04:34 pm
NAME: Chiqui
LJ: beamspamming
CONTACT: AIM: jesus setsuna / becominggundam
CURRENT CHARACTERS, if any: Firo Prochainezo | camoerrista

We would have just walked past each other somewhere in the world.Collapse )
24 September 2009 @ 05:36 pm
NAME: Chiqui
LJ: beamspamming
CONTACT: thisischiqui at asuran dot net; AIM: becominggundam / jesus setsuna

CHARACTER NAME: Regene Regetta
SERIES: Gundam 00

The one who will lead humans will be I, Regene Regetta!Collapse )
16 September 2009 @ 07:01 pm
Waking up somewhere other than the last place one remembered was far more disarming than Tieria could have suspected. He remembered sortieing against the incoming army to protect the Ptolemaios in what felt like a fruitless endeavor, the loss of Lockon almost too fresh for him to perform at 100% efficiency. Not like it would have helped; they'd fared better than he himself had predicted by roughly 4 hours and 53 minutes, and even as Nadleeh's torn body had lost all life support functions he'd felt, somewhere behind the despair and loss and defeat, a sort of pride that he once imagined Veda felt for him.

'So I am dead.'

It was a logical conclusion, except it felt very much like being alive. Tieria didn't believe in Heaven or Hell, didn't stop to wonder if he'd even be admitted to such places, but his current location matched neither of their descriptions. It was nothing but an island reminiscent of the one they used as a base of operations on Earth, except the quiet indicated the annoying fowl and other wildlife were absent. The landmarks were also unfamiliar; he couldn't place where this specific beach could have been, and brushed sands of grain from his cardigan as he stood.

Wait. Cardigan?

He knew he had been in his flight suit last, yet now.. He was definitely wearing his normally off-duty clothes, complete with his glasses. Checking his shoe Tieria found that annoying scuff he'd meant to polish off before they'd gone on alert, making such a task trivial. To be dressed in his own clothes on a beach like this, with no injuries nor any sign of them, what did it mean?
04 June 2009 @ 10:20 pm
[Have a girl with a wide smile twirling around your sidewalk on a sunny morning]

What a wonderful day to be outside, basking in the warmth of the beautiful and magnificent sun!