(no subject)

[true-superboy.livejournal.com]

( Private )

|| { 8: alla marcia } ||

[mmm-paradise.livejournal.com]

I don't spend all my time texting you for nothing, Neku. Come on, get out of your room. Live a little. I could just keep text-bombing you, but I'm getting the distinct feeling that you don't appreciate it. And that is just not nice. Shiki, help me out here!

Del? I think the ghosts are delivering it now. A present from Presents. ♥

[[ooc: del has just received the best set of windchimes ever. the glass magically changes color, shape, and size, and the tones of the chimes gradually change over time. it is very pretty and shiny.]]

(no subject)

[goodbyesweet7.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[001] Arrival

[cuteaninnocent.livejournal.com]

((OOC: Cream's talking, and not actually aware that her journal is writing this all down. XD))

Hello? Is anyone here? I... I think I'm lost. Cheese, where are we?

Huh? Cheese? Where did you go?

25

[vanished-prince.livejournal.com]

( Kratos )

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( Private )

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If one were given the chance to guarantee the happiness of one person forever, who would it be?

(no subject)

[ikurademo.livejournal.com]

[dictated]

Um... I haven't been able to leave yet, but during the time I'm here, I'd like to... be a good neighbor. [a little laugh] Everyone on floor seven should have a little basket outside their door. Ah-- Sosuke, Kotarou-kun, I sent them to you, too. ... I hope no one minds.

[ooc: Like the lady said, everyone on Michiru's floor or otherwise mentioned should receive a little gift basket with some cute Asian candy. Kotarou/Ryotarou gets a couple of toys with his, and Sosuke gets melon bread and some of his favorite things.]

(no subject)

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

[Tinkling wind chime noises along with slightly impossible foosteps as Del wanders around not-her-room trying to figure out if where when she can hang her new wonderful present without someone getting mad.]

Presents presents... [Some indistinct humming, and a thump she she falls over nothing while she was standing on the same] Ah...

Books!

( Healing )

004

[tailstimestwo.livejournal.com]

[Dictated forever, in a very fast voice.]

Um Sonic I feel a bit weird I think this is one of those loss things everyone talks about??

Um.

Unless someone managed to accidently give me caffeine pills again which I guess they mighta done? But I probably would've noticed them and- and- what was I talking about?

0.5

[rememberwhy.livejournal.com]

( Private )

02.

[juugosmash.livejournal.com]

( Private )

09

[practicalslouch.livejournal.com]

[goes downstairs for coffee because idk ghosts are troublesome? D8 And he's been up since last night collecting information and NEEDS MOAR CAFFEINE. And he goes into the kitchen and hopes that the coffe machine's fixed and-]

SHI-

[catches an apple with his ninja skillz]

[and watches the battle inside in awe. because dodging is not troublesome for now.]

[and then gets on the ceiling because it's better than getting a mashed potato bomb in the face. 'Cause he still wants coffee, plz.]

(no subject)

[systemizing.livejournal.com]

[footsteps; recorded]

...hm?

THE FUCK IS THI--

GYAAAAA!

[The sound of someone staggering into a wall before taking a long, rather painful sounding tumble down the stairs]

[ooc: Loss! Yeah, uhm, backlogged to last night, because last night I decided to board the failboat and forgot to put this up. plz ignore the terrifying demon baby in the icon. :X]

(no subject)

[imahumanryo.livejournal.com]

[The sound of a chair being tilted and righted back and forth along with the sound of pages turning every now and then. After a few minutes, all sound stops.

A couple more minutes and then the recorded noise of the chair tipping over, and a lot of cursing]


What the hell was that?!

(no subject)

[xxice-bullet.livejournal.com]

[dictated, there's food splatter on the journal]

What the hell?! Is it not good enough for the coffee machine to break, but now we're having food fights?!?

Sixth // Accitentally Dictated

[likesthelaundry.livejournal.com]

[The sound of a person walking. Soon sounds of some kind of scuffle can be picked up. A door opens, and--]

ORO!?!

[Immediately followed by an interesting squishing sound as a certain redhead receives a flying lump of mashed potatoes to the face.]