[WM] 52.7 - Big Brother in the Headspace
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changehistoryIt's Big Brother elimination day among your muses. Let's hear them vote who's in and who's out among your headmates. Don't worry, we're not really going to make you drop them.
Eden Adam: Right, I'm calling this thing to order. Let's get started.
Canon Adam: ...Why do you get to call it to order?
Jack's Adam: Exactly, any one of us could do it.
Elle's Adam: He has a point.
Eden Adam: *eyebrow arch* Might I remind you, that of the lot of you, I am the only one not to get myself buried alive? The only one to actually carry the plan to fruition? I get to call the meeting to order by sheer dint of being the only one in here with any bonafide leadership claims.
Giles: That isn't exactly accurate...
AU Adam: Not at all accurate, actually...
Wesley: I was the one who took over the Council...
Giles: Then you stopped talking and retreated.
Wesley: I'm back out now!
Giles: Yes, but back working for Angel or stuck in a magic castle that is eating your soul. Hardly the prerequisites one looks for in a leader.
Wesley: Says the man trapped in the castle with me.
Giles: Wesley...
Eden Adam: I said, come to order! Dear god, you lot don't listen any better than Peter.
Methos: Technically, I'm the oldest, both in age and longevity in her head. I should get to be in charge.
Eden Adam: Will you let me be, if I find you beer?
Methos: *headtilt* .... Probably.
Eden Adam: *gives him beer, settles back* Now then. We are here to see who is getting voted out of her head. It is getting rather crowded in here.
Open Adam: I still don't see why you get to be in charge. The rest of us got OUT at least...Except him. *nods at canon!Adam*
AU Adam: Err...I never got in, either, remember? And I'm the only one of you in a healthy, successful relationship with Peter.
Eden Adam: Wherein you both fucked up and got Nathan not to be born. Quiet.
AU Adam: That isn't fair!! No one told me to sleep with Angela!
Crack Adam: I think we should make him leave. He makes the rest of us look bad.
AU Adam: Hey!
Elle's Adam: He is ridiculously...good and noble, isn't he? The influence of Peter got all...backward.
Eden Adam: That much is true. You're supposed to make him more like us, not vice versa!
AU Adam: Just because I have been happy these last four centuries...
Canon Adam: It is really unfair, isn't it?
AU Adam: You don't get a vote. You're in a coffin. I think my way clearly is superior.
Eden Adam: Ah, no. Well, superior to the coffin, perhaps, but, please. Which of us is ruling the world here?
AU Adam: Which of us is spending eternity with Peter?
Sark: *mildly* I think he has a point...
Melissa: Are we still seeing who's in charge or voting who gets to go?
Eden Adam: I am in charge. It's decided. Methos delegated.
Methos: *waves a hand, has his beer* I delegated, yes . After all, he's the most like Kronos. I can't help myself.
Byron: Oh, yes. Do anything for someone like Kronos...
Wesley: I vote the whining poet goes.
Devin: NO
Aislinn: NO
Byron: *eyebrow arch* whining? *to the room* I vote the Watcher goes.
Damon: Which Watcher?
Giles: Who the bloody hell are you?
Damon: Technically? I was here before Methos.
Methos: No journal, no vote. Go make a journal and then you can vote.
Wesley: Does this mean we're getting one journal, one vote? Because...
Open Adam: Oh, that is hardly fair. There are ten of us with only three journals, and one of him with, what? Fifteen?
Wesley: There's more than one of me!
Elle's Adam: Yes, but the question is why...
Paradisa Adam: Because he keeps Fred distracted from Peter.
Paradisa Wesley: What?
Paradisa Adam: Good boy, have a biscuit, go flirt with your physicist.
Melissa: Um, hi. Whoever's in charge? There really needs to be a more orderly way to go about this than everyone shouting stuff out.
Eden Adam: I knew I liked you. Fine then, we'll go around the circle and everyone say who they think should leave and why, then we'll vote.
*silence*
Canon Adam: I vote for the AU one of us. He's too...happy.
Eden Adam: Second!
Elle's Adam: Third!
Open Adam: Fourth. We don't need him showing us everything we're doing wrong.
AU Adam: Hold on! There's more than just us here...
Crack Adam: Yes, but we like them.
AU Adam: You're running the Company and have a Peter!
Crack Adam: And another one is trying to kill me and took Elle away. You, on the other hand, were having threesomes.
Methos: Heaven forbid.
Open Adam: It's really unfair.
Eden Adam: Life isn't fair.
AU Adam: You can't vote me off. I have a community.
Melissa: *takes over* RIGHT. Does anyone have any suggestions other than one of the Adam's?
Sark: I'm bored.
Melissa: Well, then, make a suggestion so that we can get this over with.
Sark: Mohinder.
Mohinder: What?! What did I do?
Sark: *gives him a look* You're an idiot.
Open Adam: But a pretty one!!
Mohinder: I haven't done a thing to you!
Sark: You're taking up my time. I don't get to play with my fiancee nearly as much as I used to because you're always off with Sylar somewhere.
Wesley: And there's the fact that he's like...a spider-cat person now or something.
Mohinder: *arches an eyebrow* "Spider-cat person?"
Wesley: Who messes with their genetic code on purpose?
Methos: Mad scientists in every superhero story in the world. It's a trope. OH! *brightens, peers at Mohinder* Is he mad? Because if so, we have to keep him. We don't have any mad scientists. An overabundance of fairies and vampires and Immortals, but no mad scientists. *confidingly to Mohinder* I used to dig up corpses to practice surgical procedures on....
Mohinder: *looks disturbed, then smirks* You can't get rid of me. Sylar will kill you.
Wesley: ...Did he just pull the "My boyfriend can beat you up" card?
Devin: Yup.
Wesley: My husband is Death, did you know that?
Mohinder: *blinks*
Methos: If you're going to do it, do it right. "Do you know who I was? I was Death. Death on a horse. When mothers warned their children that the monster would get them, that monster was me. I was the nightmare that kept them awake at night. Is THAT what you want to hear? The answer is yes. Oh, yes." Honestly. Amateurs.
Midir: *cracks up*
Methos: *grins*
Eden Adam: *amused* I do like that line....
Methos: You should do a prompt!! I always get to use it, but look! You can prompt it now and steal it! I'll share. Besides, you keep stealing all my lines anyway. Even the Mad Scientist ALMOST did last night.
Mohinder: What?
Methos: When Peter asked why you were with Sylar, what did you almost say?
Mohinder: *facepalms* "Because the alternative is unthinkable."
Methos: *smug* Mine. Proof, by the way, that even when being technically "quiet" I still rule this brain.
Eden Adam: But you gave it to me for the moment, and, as the oh so lovely Melissa pointed out, we're off track...
Melissa: Hi, carrying your grandchild. Stop flirting with me...It's disturbing and Nathan will totally kick your ass.
Eden Adam: *smirks*
Methos: *interrupts* I think the incorporeal Wesley should go. He's no use incorporeal.
Canon Wesley: I'm canon.
Methos: So?
Canon Wesley: Canon is sacrosanct.
Canon Adam: Hear, hear.
Eden Adam: Do people in coffins get to talk?
Canon Adam: Fuck you.
Open Adam: *smirks* I think I'm the only one geared up to do that eventually...
Sark: Oh, for fuck's sake. I am stating right here and now that I will not be party to any threesomes with Kensei.
Open Adam: *pouts* But, puppy...!
Sark: No. And not another word, before I vote you out.
Melissa: There's nothing wrong with threesomes...
Eden Adam: *eyebrow arch* Oh?
Melissa: GAH. NOT IN EDEN.
Devin: *smirks* Just with me and Warren and the vampire.
Everyone else: *stares at Melissa*
Melissa: Ohmygod. *buries face in hands* DEVIN...
Midir: We're all in agreement that at least none of us are going, right?
Methos: Us who?
Midir: *smirks, sprawls back* The originals.
Keelia: He's got a point. She needs us. We have immunity, right?
Melissa: *perks up, sticks tongue out at Adam* Ha.
Devin: So...the point our esteemed King was making is...we the undersigned originals can go, because, honestly, we don't care.
Melissa: I care!
Devin: Then you can stay, love. None of this is going to solve my complaint.
Open!Adam: Which is?
Devin: The mocking vampire-thing with my face. I was here first.
Melissa: ...He's not in our headspace, love. We can't vote to get rid of him.
Devin: Then I don't care. Vote away whomever.
Aislinn: Except Byron!
Devin: Right. Byron should have immunity, too.
Byron: That's my boy.
Wesley: But what does he ever do but whine.
Methos: He looks pretty and writes great poetry.
Wesley: Not lately.
Byron: I am still very pretty...
Wesley: Bah.
Methos: Fine, the originals have immunity and do not have to vote if they don't want to.
Midir: Thank Danu. You lot are giving me a headache.
Keelia: *smirks* I can take care of that for you....
Melissa: *rolls her eyes*
Aislinn: *sits protectively on Byron*
Methos: And Byron.
Eden Adam: I thought I was in charge!
Methos: Then do something.
Eden Adam: So far, we have nominations for AU Me, Mohinder, Canon!Wesley and Byron, who, it seems, has immunity. Other nominations?
Melissa: You.
Eden Adam: Sorry, sweetheart, the chair refuses to recognize your motion.
Melissa: You can't do that!
Eden Adam: I just did.
Canon Wesley: I thought canon meant sacrosanct!
Eden Adam: ...*sighs* fine. With sacrosanct and immunity, that means we're down to Spider-Cat Boy and AU Goody Two Shoes Me. Other nominations or are we voting?
Canon Adam: I call for a vote.
Melissa: Don't we get to argue in favor or against?
Elle's Adam: Haven't we already?
Melissa: I don't want Mohinder to go. He's fun, and he listens and he's the only one who GETS what's happening to most of us.
Methos: And he's the Mad Scientist. We need a Mad Scientist.
Eden Adam: So you're voting for AU Me?
AU Adam: That's really not fair...look at the world I'm building!
Jack's Adam: That none of the rest of us get to live in, thanks.
AU Adam: You have Jack. It's not like you even want Peter.
Jack's Adam: Point. Spider Cat Boy can go.
Mohinder: I really must protest the nickname....
AU Adam: YOU like me, you can't vote against me.
AU Mohinder: He is sort of my boss...
Eden Adam: So vote for yourself or nominate someone else.
Mohinder: Open 'verse Adam.
Open Adam: What? Why me?
Mohinder: You're a bad influence on Sylar and keep killing my coworkers. I'm working for Angela Petrelli now...
Open Adam: Sylar is my BFF!!! I am NOT a bad influence. And your coworkers were evil! Besides. *smirks* Working for Angela...or under her..is never a bad thing.
Mohinder: *too horrified to speak*
Wesley: Just a moment--did we clear up how many votes everyone gets? One for 'verse? One for journal? One for community?
Methos: We really aren't following any points of order, after all...
Eden Adam: WILL YOU PEOPLE JUST VOTE?
Canon Adam: Oh, come on now, you can't be like that.
Sark: Yes he can. Stop arguing with him or he'll kill us all. That one's nuts.
Canon Adam: Hi. I think I hold the prize for being nuts. Buried alive. STILL buried alive, while the rest of them are out...
Crack Adam: Oh, give it a rest. We know you're still buried alive. We cannot control the writers. Deal with it like a man.
Canon Adam: That's easy for you to say...
*General bickering breaks out amongst all muses*
Eden Adam: *bangs gavel repeatedly*
*No one pays any attention*
Eden Adam: Right, I'm calling this thing to order. Let's get started.
Canon Adam: ...Why do you get to call it to order?
Jack's Adam: Exactly, any one of us could do it.
Elle's Adam: He has a point.
Eden Adam: *eyebrow arch* Might I remind you, that of the lot of you, I am the only one not to get myself buried alive? The only one to actually carry the plan to fruition? I get to call the meeting to order by sheer dint of being the only one in here with any bonafide leadership claims.
Giles: That isn't exactly accurate...
AU Adam: Not at all accurate, actually...
Wesley: I was the one who took over the Council...
Giles: Then you stopped talking and retreated.
Wesley: I'm back out now!
Giles: Yes, but back working for Angel or stuck in a magic castle that is eating your soul. Hardly the prerequisites one looks for in a leader.
Wesley: Says the man trapped in the castle with me.
Giles: Wesley...
Eden Adam: I said, come to order! Dear god, you lot don't listen any better than Peter.
Methos: Technically, I'm the oldest, both in age and longevity in her head. I should get to be in charge.
Eden Adam: Will you let me be, if I find you beer?
Methos: *headtilt* .... Probably.
Eden Adam: *gives him beer, settles back* Now then. We are here to see who is getting voted out of her head. It is getting rather crowded in here.
Open Adam: I still don't see why you get to be in charge. The rest of us got OUT at least...Except him. *nods at canon!Adam*
AU Adam: Err...I never got in, either, remember? And I'm the only one of you in a healthy, successful relationship with Peter.
Eden Adam: Wherein you both fucked up and got Nathan not to be born. Quiet.
AU Adam: That isn't fair!! No one told me to sleep with Angela!
Crack Adam: I think we should make him leave. He makes the rest of us look bad.
AU Adam: Hey!
Elle's Adam: He is ridiculously...good and noble, isn't he? The influence of Peter got all...backward.
Eden Adam: That much is true. You're supposed to make him more like us, not vice versa!
AU Adam: Just because I have been happy these last four centuries...
Canon Adam: It is really unfair, isn't it?
AU Adam: You don't get a vote. You're in a coffin. I think my way clearly is superior.
Eden Adam: Ah, no. Well, superior to the coffin, perhaps, but, please. Which of us is ruling the world here?
AU Adam: Which of us is spending eternity with Peter?
Sark: *mildly* I think he has a point...
Melissa: Are we still seeing who's in charge or voting who gets to go?
Eden Adam: I am in charge. It's decided. Methos delegated.
Methos: *waves a hand, has his beer* I delegated, yes . After all, he's the most like Kronos. I can't help myself.
Byron: Oh, yes. Do anything for someone like Kronos...
Wesley: I vote the whining poet goes.
Devin: NO
Aislinn: NO
Byron: *eyebrow arch* whining? *to the room* I vote the Watcher goes.
Damon: Which Watcher?
Giles: Who the bloody hell are you?
Damon: Technically? I was here before Methos.
Methos: No journal, no vote. Go make a journal and then you can vote.
Wesley: Does this mean we're getting one journal, one vote? Because...
Open Adam: Oh, that is hardly fair. There are ten of us with only three journals, and one of him with, what? Fifteen?
Wesley: There's more than one of me!
Elle's Adam: Yes, but the question is why...
Paradisa Adam: Because he keeps Fred distracted from Peter.
Paradisa Wesley: What?
Paradisa Adam: Good boy, have a biscuit, go flirt with your physicist.
Melissa: Um, hi. Whoever's in charge? There really needs to be a more orderly way to go about this than everyone shouting stuff out.
Eden Adam: I knew I liked you. Fine then, we'll go around the circle and everyone say who they think should leave and why, then we'll vote.
*silence*
Canon Adam: I vote for the AU one of us. He's too...happy.
Eden Adam: Second!
Elle's Adam: Third!
Open Adam: Fourth. We don't need him showing us everything we're doing wrong.
AU Adam: Hold on! There's more than just us here...
Crack Adam: Yes, but we like them.
AU Adam: You're running the Company and have a Peter!
Crack Adam: And another one is trying to kill me and took Elle away. You, on the other hand, were having threesomes.
Methos: Heaven forbid.
Open Adam: It's really unfair.
Eden Adam: Life isn't fair.
AU Adam: You can't vote me off. I have a community.
Melissa: *takes over* RIGHT. Does anyone have any suggestions other than one of the Adam's?
Sark: I'm bored.
Melissa: Well, then, make a suggestion so that we can get this over with.
Sark: Mohinder.
Mohinder: What?! What did I do?
Sark: *gives him a look* You're an idiot.
Open Adam: But a pretty one!!
Mohinder: I haven't done a thing to you!
Sark: You're taking up my time. I don't get to play with my fiancee nearly as much as I used to because you're always off with Sylar somewhere.
Wesley: And there's the fact that he's like...a spider-cat person now or something.
Mohinder: *arches an eyebrow* "Spider-cat person?"
Wesley: Who messes with their genetic code on purpose?
Methos: Mad scientists in every superhero story in the world. It's a trope. OH! *brightens, peers at Mohinder* Is he mad? Because if so, we have to keep him. We don't have any mad scientists. An overabundance of fairies and vampires and Immortals, but no mad scientists. *confidingly to Mohinder* I used to dig up corpses to practice surgical procedures on....
Mohinder: *looks disturbed, then smirks* You can't get rid of me. Sylar will kill you.
Wesley: ...Did he just pull the "My boyfriend can beat you up" card?
Devin: Yup.
Wesley: My husband is Death, did you know that?
Mohinder: *blinks*
Methos: If you're going to do it, do it right. "Do you know who I was? I was Death. Death on a horse. When mothers warned their children that the monster would get them, that monster was me. I was the nightmare that kept them awake at night. Is THAT what you want to hear? The answer is yes. Oh, yes." Honestly. Amateurs.
Midir: *cracks up*
Methos: *grins*
Eden Adam: *amused* I do like that line....
Methos: You should do a prompt!! I always get to use it, but look! You can prompt it now and steal it! I'll share. Besides, you keep stealing all my lines anyway. Even the Mad Scientist ALMOST did last night.
Mohinder: What?
Methos: When Peter asked why you were with Sylar, what did you almost say?
Mohinder: *facepalms* "Because the alternative is unthinkable."
Methos: *smug* Mine. Proof, by the way, that even when being technically "quiet" I still rule this brain.
Eden Adam: But you gave it to me for the moment, and, as the oh so lovely Melissa pointed out, we're off track...
Melissa: Hi, carrying your grandchild. Stop flirting with me...It's disturbing and Nathan will totally kick your ass.
Eden Adam: *smirks*
Methos: *interrupts* I think the incorporeal Wesley should go. He's no use incorporeal.
Canon Wesley: I'm canon.
Methos: So?
Canon Wesley: Canon is sacrosanct.
Canon Adam: Hear, hear.
Eden Adam: Do people in coffins get to talk?
Canon Adam: Fuck you.
Open Adam: *smirks* I think I'm the only one geared up to do that eventually...
Sark: Oh, for fuck's sake. I am stating right here and now that I will not be party to any threesomes with Kensei.
Open Adam: *pouts* But, puppy...!
Sark: No. And not another word, before I vote you out.
Melissa: There's nothing wrong with threesomes...
Eden Adam: *eyebrow arch* Oh?
Melissa: GAH. NOT IN EDEN.
Devin: *smirks* Just with me and Warren and the vampire.
Everyone else: *stares at Melissa*
Melissa: Ohmygod. *buries face in hands* DEVIN...
Midir: We're all in agreement that at least none of us are going, right?
Methos: Us who?
Midir: *smirks, sprawls back* The originals.
Keelia: He's got a point. She needs us. We have immunity, right?
Melissa: *perks up, sticks tongue out at Adam* Ha.
Devin: So...the point our esteemed King was making is...we the undersigned originals can go, because, honestly, we don't care.
Melissa: I care!
Devin: Then you can stay, love. None of this is going to solve my complaint.
Open!Adam: Which is?
Devin: The mocking vampire-thing with my face. I was here first.
Melissa: ...He's not in our headspace, love. We can't vote to get rid of him.
Devin: Then I don't care. Vote away whomever.
Aislinn: Except Byron!
Devin: Right. Byron should have immunity, too.
Byron: That's my boy.
Wesley: But what does he ever do but whine.
Methos: He looks pretty and writes great poetry.
Wesley: Not lately.
Byron: I am still very pretty...
Wesley: Bah.
Methos: Fine, the originals have immunity and do not have to vote if they don't want to.
Midir: Thank Danu. You lot are giving me a headache.
Keelia: *smirks* I can take care of that for you....
Melissa: *rolls her eyes*
Aislinn: *sits protectively on Byron*
Methos: And Byron.
Eden Adam: I thought I was in charge!
Methos: Then do something.
Eden Adam: So far, we have nominations for AU Me, Mohinder, Canon!Wesley and Byron, who, it seems, has immunity. Other nominations?
Melissa: You.
Eden Adam: Sorry, sweetheart, the chair refuses to recognize your motion.
Melissa: You can't do that!
Eden Adam: I just did.
Canon Wesley: I thought canon meant sacrosanct!
Eden Adam: ...*sighs* fine. With sacrosanct and immunity, that means we're down to Spider-Cat Boy and AU Goody Two Shoes Me. Other nominations or are we voting?
Canon Adam: I call for a vote.
Melissa: Don't we get to argue in favor or against?
Elle's Adam: Haven't we already?
Melissa: I don't want Mohinder to go. He's fun, and he listens and he's the only one who GETS what's happening to most of us.
Methos: And he's the Mad Scientist. We need a Mad Scientist.
Eden Adam: So you're voting for AU Me?
AU Adam: That's really not fair...look at the world I'm building!
Jack's Adam: That none of the rest of us get to live in, thanks.
AU Adam: You have Jack. It's not like you even want Peter.
Jack's Adam: Point. Spider Cat Boy can go.
Mohinder: I really must protest the nickname....
AU Adam: YOU like me, you can't vote against me.
AU Mohinder: He is sort of my boss...
Eden Adam: So vote for yourself or nominate someone else.
Mohinder: Open 'verse Adam.
Open Adam: What? Why me?
Mohinder: You're a bad influence on Sylar and keep killing my coworkers. I'm working for Angela Petrelli now...
Open Adam: Sylar is my BFF!!! I am NOT a bad influence. And your coworkers were evil! Besides. *smirks* Working for Angela...or under her..is never a bad thing.
Mohinder: *too horrified to speak*
Wesley: Just a moment--did we clear up how many votes everyone gets? One for 'verse? One for journal? One for community?
Methos: We really aren't following any points of order, after all...
Eden Adam: WILL YOU PEOPLE JUST VOTE?
Canon Adam: Oh, come on now, you can't be like that.
Sark: Yes he can. Stop arguing with him or he'll kill us all. That one's nuts.
Canon Adam: Hi. I think I hold the prize for being nuts. Buried alive. STILL buried alive, while the rest of them are out...
Crack Adam: Oh, give it a rest. We know you're still buried alive. We cannot control the writers. Deal with it like a man.
Canon Adam: That's easy for you to say...
*General bickering breaks out amongst all muses*
Eden Adam: *bangs gavel repeatedly*
*No one pays any attention*
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Date: 2008-09-23 10:23 pm (UTC)