needsaparrot: (wedding)


The beach, Xander's dressing-cabana )


The FUTURE. Sort of. Maybe. )
The beach again )

[Pre-played with the groom of otherness and the ever-loved [livejournal.com profile] futurebucs_star. OOC is a smaller number than three, and IC is... in the wedding post. Or will be shortly. Though this happens offscreen.]

needsaparrot: (wedding)


Nobody much cares where you sit, since it's not like there's a bride's side, or like Xander and Bridge don't share all the same friends, but the green fabric deck chairs are separated by a white runner anyway.

Lit on either side by softly-muted glow-balls, it leads down to a chupah that's -- contain your shock -- just as green.

In fact, it looks pretty much like this. )



Welcome to the Carson-Harris wedding.

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[OOC: Up supersuper early so guests and wedding party members can SP and I can craaaaaaaaash. Ceremony will be added in later in the day, and the inevitable followup post will follow. As they do.]

needsaparrot: (b/x - hands2)
Sometime on Tuesday, the following



appeared (unless through the vagaries of the sorting engine, it didn't) in a number of mailboxes (or semi-reasonable facsimiles thereof) across a number of dimensions.

Text )
Addressees )
OOC Stuffs )
needsaparrot: (sprawl)
There's popcorn, there's soda, there's two guys sprawled on the couch on a work-free Thursday evening. Everybody knows what that means, right?

Right - it's Call And Torment Parker Night!

After all, there've been a few minor changes in plans, and while some people waited to leave the island until after they'd heard about them, some people left last year. So they deserve to get tormented.

Or possibly it's just fun.

[OOC: This post is brought to you by the letters B and P, and the number aleph-null. Someday when it grows up it will be a linkdrop.]
needsaparrot: (sprawl)
So did you know that Xander can be a bit of a bastard?

Oh. You did. Okay then. Carry on.
needsaparrot: (Default)


It's Friday, which means no work and there's that trip up the mountain tonight. It's also Xander's anniversary, which means as cool as the volcano might be -- you'd hope -- the rest of Fandom can enjoy trekking up it in this decidedly not-cool weather without them.

"That was good," Xander says as the door closes behind them and they scuff out into the sand. "Different, but good."

[OOC: For the B-word-person, early posty for late worky, then SP for great... late worky.]

needsaparrot: (computer)


Ray was right. Sitting down wasn't a problem. Leaning back was a problem. Which was why Xander was sprawled out on his stomach on the living room rug, tapping away at his laptop.

Dear Willow:

You missed underwear gnomes. And people being shirtless in the park. And I miss you and I got a (top secret) tattoo. These things are only indirectly related. And also something else but I invoke BFF privilege #23 to not tell you what until later in exchange for you being the first person I tell when later happens.

How's tricks by you?

love,
Xander


It would be wrong to send it to himself and BCC both of them. But not like special hell wrong, so he hit Send.

[Linkdroppy, but open for the BFF if she wants to reply!]

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