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765 essentially different positions. 26,830 possible games.


[ooc: TIC-TAC-TOE! I fully endorse and encourage any and all shenanigans this may inspire. Also, the code to get courier new font is <tt>(you can c/p what's up there and fill it in, or whatever was in the last tag and then fill in your move)</tt>.

Better code I took from Starrah (ilu) <div style="display: inline; font-family: Courier New;">goes a little something like this</div>]

06. [Taxon Forest; Accidental Visual] Burning down the House.

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If anyone is paying attention to tablet transmissions, they may see a shirtless Casey exerting himself with intense physical labor. He's hacking at a tree with a fire axe and with a vehemence which is not exactly pleasant to watch. Behind him, in the background and slightly off to the side is what looks like a pile of debris, stacked into a makeshift bonfire.

There may be some noticeable bits of furniture in that pile, don't ask him how he dragged them there.

There may also be evidence that he's been drinking heavily. Probably because at some point he pauses to take a swig from a half empty bottle of Johnnie Walker, black label.

Message at your own peril.

[ bā - Voice --> Location: Frye Ranch ]

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[ Even when you can't see her, the mechanic's voice is still all smiles. Mischievous smiles, by the sound of it... ]

Got a request for any gals in the city who might be interested. Taxon seems to be a bit too quiet for comfort on my end lately, and I seem to have some extra empty room at the ranch, and quite a bit of food that seems to be needin' to be cooked and eaten.

In other words, good ol' fashioned sleepover, for any who's interested, at Frye Ranch tonight. Bring friends, bring gossip, bring games, bring fun, but no boys allowed. Girls gotta have their fun time, y'know?


[[ OoC: This post will also double as the party post, so you can reply to both the tablet feed and/or the party. Yes. /goes back to being lazy ]]

❱ nine。[ visual; location: the sanctuary ]

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Kara's tablet turns on when she smacks it as she turns over in her sleep. From the looks of it, it's not a particularly good dream. In fact, judging by the choked off yell as she sits up, it was down-right nasty. She looks at nothing in particular, her expression shocked like nothing else. "What... What the hell was that?" she murmurs quietly.

Without thinking, she brings her knees to her chest, curling her arms around them as she mutters to herself quietly in Kryptonian, trying to figure out what just happened. Her breathing is coming a little quickly as realization dawns on her and her expression slowly turns to something akin to horror.

"Oh, Rao..." Cue more angered murmuring in Kryptonian before Kara just buries her face in her knees.

The feed times out.


[ ooc | canon update! also. forward dated a few hours to like. 4 AM Wednesday. ]