Brock Fucking Samson (
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paradisalogs2012-08-07 04:27 pm
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Happy birthday!
Who: Brock, Molotov, people Molotov likes (not necessarily people Brock likes)
What: Molotov's birthday party!
When: Tuesday, 8/7, 2pm
Where: Brock's dumb cabin
Rating: Probably PG?? it is a mystery
Today is Molotov's birthday and she's turning 40 (but don't tell anybody).
Brock had left the cabin doors unlocked so the party guests could filter in and hide before he arrived with Molotov. Or they could just stand around and not hide; Brock didn't really care. As long as people actually showed up, he was cool with whatever.
His cabin was decorated in pretty standard birthday party fare, with streamers hanging from the ceiling and balloons scattered throughout. There was also a table with snacks and a bunch of dumb party hats on it. And there was a lot of alcohol.
Like, a lot of it.
Because what kind of birthday doesn't have an irresponsible amount of booze?
[ hiding!!! | partying!!! ]
What: Molotov's birthday party!
When: Tuesday, 8/7, 2pm
Where: Brock's dumb cabin
Rating: Probably PG?? it is a mystery
Today is Molotov's birthday and she's turning 40 (but don't tell anybody).
Brock had left the cabin doors unlocked so the party guests could filter in and hide before he arrived with Molotov. Or they could just stand around and not hide; Brock didn't really care. As long as people actually showed up, he was cool with whatever.
His cabin was decorated in pretty standard birthday party fare, with streamers hanging from the ceiling and balloons scattered throughout. There was also a table with snacks and a bunch of dumb party hats on it. And there was a lot of alcohol.
Like, a lot of it.
Because what kind of birthday doesn't have an irresponsible amount of booze?
[ hiding!!! | partying!!! ]
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"Hiding."
How the fuck does one that is 6'4" hide?? (Let alone Hellboy, as Cross glances at him. He might as well pretend to be a lifesized statue of himself.)
Cross decides to just chill on the side of the bookcase that keeps him out of view of the doorway. ]
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I don't even know where to go.