Pretty boys and pretty girls need new pretty things

[magnetic_magpie]

Who: Magneto and Alice
When: The 20th.
Where: Some higher end clothing store
Summary: Magneto is wearing a new face, and he needs clothing for it. Alice knows things about this.
Warnings: Probably not!

['Elliot Jakobson' wasn't built the same as Magneto - trim and athletic but not the heavy muscle mass he had, and a few inches shorter. Oddly what he found most odd was how short his hair was. He was used to it long now.

And he wasn't used to 'today's' fashion - he was from seven years ago and a different generation. And dressing a young man was different than dressing himself. So he was juggling a magazine and studying the store's wares - dismissing the shirts folded on the shelves because the fabric was cheap.

Still, a little help would be nice.]

Is there a hand to take hold of the scene?

[philosopher]

Who: Cooper and OPEN to hospital staff and patients
When: May 23 - 25
Where: a private room in SPGH's recovery ward
Summary: Since the doctors won't let him leave yet, Cooper's asked to share his room with flu patients.
Warnings: Buddhism and mild clairvoyance?
Notes: If you want your character to make a sudden recovery, shove them in this room and let Cooper chat them up for a while.

( When we're so far from right, when we're losing the fight, when we are letting the light weaken its beam. )

welcome my son, welcome to the machine.

[paterelohim]

Who: Chuck Shurley, Castiel
When: Tuesday night
Where: inside Castiel's melon~
Summary: Cas is in a coma, and Daddy's doing something about it.
Warnings: mentions of violence, general PG-13ness

( it's alright, we told you what to dream. )

BRING OUT YOUR DEAD

[deathknellgrell]

Who: Grell Sutcliff and YOU!
When: Any time from May 21st onward
Where: Multiple locations throughout the Port
Summary: I feel happy! I feel happy--OOF!
Warnings: Will update as necessary

DEATH comes to all. Right now, it's coming to you: in your hospital room, your apartment, or perhaps your sad little stadium cot. It doesn't care if you're rich or poor; young or old; great or small.

And… in this case, it doesn't care if you're actually fated to die!

(ooc: whether your character is dying, very ill, or "feeling better," post up where you want Grell to find you and he'll try to reap your soul. Remember, you're not fooling anyone!)