✗ first black stone

[myoneaffliction.livejournal.com]

[and only the sound of a lighter's distinct click is heard.

the voice sounds tired and quite possibly carries the hint of a sullen tone.

smoke blows, faintly]

...what the hell.

(no subject)

[gardnr.livejournal.com]

Christmas sucks butthole.

There, I said it.

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[herofanboy.livejournal.com]

Okay, so I tried asking the castle for a prinny. But it just gave me a... life-sized prinny doll, I guess. I mean, it looks like a prinny, but it doesn't move or anything, so I guess it's not.

Still, it would have made the item world so much easier....

Oh, well. Into the trash with you then!

[and then.... EXPLOSION]

[coughcoughcough]

OH GOD....

IT STILL EXPLODED.



[ooc: it just blew up a corner of Almaz's room, no real damage done. Continue with your lives, nothing to see here]

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[masterof1000.livejournal.com]

( Private )

I haven't thought about Christmas in ages. In Wales, it was a lot of caroling. They used to make all us guys go to church and sing at three in the morning, the jerks. None of us could even sing anyways.

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[torch-reporter.livejournal.com]

So, that was a pleasant wake up call.

What happened? Zoner rampage knock me dead? God, I need to be more careful with these things. Can't always expect to be rescued at the last minute, after all.

[There is a pause as she looks around the clinic surroundings]

Although, um, when did Smallville General hire a new interior decorator?



Hello? Anyone around?



[whee, canon update! and disorientation!]

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[debonairly.livejournal.com]

( Kyouya )

[said dreamily]

Christmas! It's coming!

And I cannot wait! The snow on the ground, of course, is a grand reminder of why we love this holiday so much. Spending time with loved ones, sipping hot chocolate by the open fire... which I have yet to find in the castle anyway, but perhaps I should wish for one. With boughs of holly around it and blinking lights and..... [trails off, sighing]

OH! And gift exchanges. Egg nog! Roast duck! ♥ Mistletoe~

And I look forward to spending my Christmas with all of you, my friends!

Also, I do hope we get reindeer! And a real Santa Claus! To bring all the residents joy!

And speaking of joy, what are you all wishing for this year? ♥

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[redresolve.livejournal.com]

( Private; Christmas gifts )

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[vanished-prince.livejournal.com]

( Room 1216 Filter )

Second Key

[stellarsigned.livejournal.com]

( [Private] )

♞ The Second Move.

[eightpacts.livejournal.com]

[Clothes. Bed covers. Chair. Anything the person can reach is being grabbed at, inspected roughly, and then casually thrown to the ground. Plenty of mumbles, cursing, and groans are being accidentally dictated, but whatever is said out-loud is barely audible.]

God...I finally regain most of my memories and then he just has to...

[Footsteps are heard getting louder as he finds the journal lying on the desk.]

The hell is this?

[He flips through the pages, skimming through the words. He stops and flips back a few pages. Emil...made an entry...? He slowly reads through it and all the comments that can be seen. And then he spots the conversation held between Emil and Alice. As he reads it, his hands slowly begin to wrinkle and crunch the pages. Alice, the little………his tone is sharp.]

..............what does he think he's doing talking to these people? [a groan, followed by something barely audible] Emil…at least I know why I’m out…

[When he looks up from the pages of the journal, he spots a sheet of ripped paper taped to the wall behind the desk. The tiny note is addressed to him and signed by Emil. After reading the note, he gives out a disgruntled “hmph.”]


[OOC: ToS2 spoilers, probably? Yes. Also for those who don’t know, Emil has a sort of light and wimpy tone of voice. Ratatosk’s voice is a bit deeper with a completely different attitude. Extra information FTW?]

007

[halfthemist.livejournal.com]

[Recorded sounds of cabinets opening and closing. Soft mumbles of the items she is looking for in Italian. She is most likely mispronouncing them as she is searching in the kitchen. ]

Acqua.   Condensed milk... latte condensato.   Panna montata.


Ah... The mixtures are here. Budino al cioccolato.


[Pages being flipped.] Mmmm. It should work... right?

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[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

I don't like having a broken ankle. I can't run, walking's hard and I'm even more incapable than I was before.

Not being able to remember is even worse, but not as bad as Dad not remembering everything. It makes me worry. A lot.



At least if it's a loss, it'll go away. Still wish Astrid would go away, too. Unlike my stupid ankle. I can't stand needing someone to help me. Don't like it at all.


[Small, frustrated sigh.]

Can someone explain Christmas? Please?

Er - 02.

[howmuchdoiknow.livejournal.com]

[Dictated.]

Is anyone here missing a kitten?

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[blueeyedprophet.livejournal.com]

[most of the exploring being over, Watanuki's pretty much been staying in his room or the kitchen. Even if the ghosts here weren't malicious...]



[forget that. Have a four-eyed noodle walking through the halls with the intention of heading into town to see the sights]

So... where am I?

[loislaned.livejournal.com]

[dictated]

Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore. Unless Lex shipped in a castle overnight. And even if he did, why am I waking up in it?

This brings Smallville's level of weird to new heights. ..Well, I'm not getting anywhere just sitting around. Or talking to myself.

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[dafiteison.livejournal.com]

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( ♥ Meta Kniiiight ♥ )

( Link )

[recorded in typical cheery-Pit manner. He's not back to normal, but he can preteeeend~]

Wow, everyone's getting so excited now! We don't have Christmas at home, though there are always the winter festivals. However, this feels somewhat different... I like it~!

unlucky 015

[blinkandyoumiss.livejournal.com]

[GUESS WHO JUST DISCOVERED IT'S HIR TIME OF THE MONTH. GO ON, GUESS.]


Oh god.

[dictated sound of someone's head smacking against the nearest hard surface and very quiet crying]

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[iheardrums.livejournal.com]

Filter: Ten

Are you busy?

001. - okay...i'm ready.

[winchester-john.livejournal.com]

[He's there one minute...and then he's not.

It's not what he expected, and because of that he doesn't make a move for a good long while. There's a book and pen in the corner, on a desk, and it seems only natural to record his thoughts before whatever is about to happen takes place.

The pen leaves a large blotch of ink where he hesitates before he begins to write.]

I don't understand what's happening.

I gave him the Colt. I said my goodbyes and I held up my end of the bargain...so where is it? Where's the demons, where's my demon? I made my deal for

[An aimless line trails on the end of the 'r' as his mind fails him. He goes back over the encounter in his head, but something's missing. It's not so much a memory loss, but a gray patch in his mind, a thick fog he can't see through. It's obscuring...something...]

Maybe I spoke too soon. Maybe I really did end up in Hell.

I sold my soul, and for the life of me I can't remember why...

[03]: For all you time travelling types....

[thathoopyfrood.livejournal.com]

I found a copy of Dr. Dan Streetmentioner's Time Traveller's Handbook of 1001 Tense Formations in the library! Nice to have a little slice of home, and I thought it'd be useful for you time travellers to check out. 'Course, you all seem like experts, so you probably know these things, but it might be humorous. It can tell you how to describe something that was about to happen in the past before you avoided it by time-jumping forward two days. AND it can tell you how to do so depending on when you're talking about the event. Most people give up when they hit the Future Semiconditionally Modified Subinverted Plagal Past Subjunctive Intentional, but you Doctors, especially, might be able to get past it. ♥


((ooc: American spellings never happened. >>))

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[needs-somebody.livejournal.com]

Hey, Merry Chirstmas soon, right? Right.

Jude, man, we should do something. it feels like it's been awhile.

So, now that I've tried and failed just about every way to get myself in an altered state, what the hell does one do for fun around here?

❊ - - 2: comparing notes

[orbs]

( [Chris] )

♩♫ 1st

[canyoufeelitnow.livejournal.com]

[ The tapping of cell phone buttons can be heard, before it comes to a sudden stop.]

Oh my.

...

Takumi?

twenty-one

[misslafosse.livejournal.com]

[ There's cheerful singing coming from the journal. Winter Wonderland!

Her singing comes to a stop, however, and there's shuffling noises that can be heard. ]

That's odd... What... These aren't my clothes at all. I.. [ a startled gasp ] I don't remember putting this dreadful thing on this morning!

What on earth has happened to my clothes?!

Fifth Song

[mysticalvender.livejournal.com]

[Have a Caritas, now open to the public to SLAUGHTER songs as they so wish. Lorne's behind the bar, as always, watching someone kill Killing Me Softly, which is kinda ironic]

2;

[silkensadist.livejournal.com]

Well, Lady Angelline, I suppose I owe you my thanks for easing me into this maelstrom of realms. Nothing here is familiar except for...the most important thing. And that's all that really matters, is it not? Jaenelle, where

I owe an apology to anyone I confused upon my arrival. I suppose the trip left me disoriented. [ not the least bit sorry, but he's got an image to uphold, even if he's still attempting to come to terms with no longer being a slave ]

This place is practically barren of the Blood, isn't it? Fascinating.

[018] the time to hesitate is through

[makethingsright.livejournal.com]

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[sound of him getting up ~ not actually closing the journal all the way since there's a pen wedged in so have some muffled sounds of walking across the hall and a door being knocked on]

Inara?