first post;

[macrophobic.livejournal.com]

Ah... okay, how does this work again?

Haruno Sakura of Konohagakure, present. Again again again? This doesn't make any sense NARUTO YOU BETTER ANSWER THIS Again. Reading back on these entries, I guess it would be a lie to say that I'm not confused, huh?

Is everyone still here—or, maybe there's a discrepancy in these entries. Naruto, Kakashi-sensei, Yamato-taichou, are you here?

Sasuke-kun?

(no subject)

[danceforglory.livejournal.com]

Mother Night...

This doesn't look like the Hall. This certainly doesn't feel like the Hall. It's missing the tramping that usually comes from the rumpus room. There may be- ...Witch child? Jaenelle...? Daemon?

[Entered in some time later]
These journals are a good message system, at least. And thank you, Ms. Betty Suarez, for writing a paper. Its is extremely helpful.

(no subject)

[fiveby-five.livejournal.com]

[the loud crack of plastering falling to pieces and a few moments of silence]

Buffy's gone.

twelve: the healing process

[demonmagnetism.livejournal.com]

[Despite Xander's pretty much unconvincing attempts at being chipper about his recent partial blindness, it's with a sense of very great hope and anticipation and though he wouldn't admit to it- fear, about what's to come in the very near future, that he stands (or more accurately) paces around Anya's room while they wait for Adam to get there. Adam being the awesome guy who's offering his blood to help heal Xander's eye, for everyone's collective information.

The castle has kindly provided all the necessary stuff for a transfusion (a syringe etc) and also (because Xander is paranoid) some cookies. People need cookies when they give blood right? There's just one other thing he needs to do, excuse me for one sec Ahn while I converse with my journal]

( Claire )

thirteenth

[boredsamaritan.livejournal.com]

[Room Filter]

[New Years' Day has found Natalie and Peter in bed together in her room, which incidentally is an exact replica of Peter's rather luxurious hotel room he had in Blackpool, who'd have thought the North Lakes Constabulary would pay for more than a crappy B&B? Anyway, she cried off last night with a migraine to Ripley and told him she'd go to her own room so he wouldn't disturb her when he rolled in drunk in the early hours. When really it was her and Peter that rolled in at about ten past twelve after partying in the TARDIS and rekindling their relationship thanks to a midnight snog, drunk and laughing and already ripping each others clothes off before the door had barely shut behind them.

Natalie's in his arms and just stirring, blissfully happy and in love.]

011 - Changes

[thereis-a-line.livejournal.com]

[someone is actually sounding chipper for once. can't imagine why]

Just in case anyone is looking for me, I've moved from my old room - 902 - up to Fred's room on the 11th floor - 1120.

Oh, and Happy New Year to everyone.

+1

[imnot_likeyou]

[The first odd thing Sam realized was that his head didn't hurt. In fact, it was probably the first clear he head had since he lost Dean and that was a little surprising. Second was the fact that he was alone -- not that he ever actually woke up with Ruby next to him, but he could usually hear her moving around somewhere in the room, but here, there was nothing. Silence.

Third was that this was way too comfortable to be his bed.

He opened his eyes slowly, looking around as he pushed himself up. This definitely wasn't the motel he'd fallen asleep in last night. First instinct was to reach for the shotgun by the bed, but there was no shotgun by the bed -- this wasn't his room. Tentatively, he decides to at least give it a shot.]

Ruby?

[And a pause -- No movement, no voice, nothing. Pushing himself to his feet slowly, he made his way to the door, cracking it open to try and get a sense of his surroundings. He glanced back and forth down the hallway, and saw people moving through the hallways, and then his eyes went up -- is that his name on the door?]

....What the -- ?

[Insert the door closing here, and the sound of the Sam slumping against the door and dropping to the ground. There was something really, really screwy about this.]

What the hell is this?

(no subject)

[lessthanstelar.livejournal.com]

Could've sworn I...

It'll have been a year for me tomorrow. So much has happened since then...

( Private )

003 - Of Royalty and Divinity

[aworldforus.livejournal.com]

( [Private] )

( [Azula] )

Does anyone want to go play in the snow with me? I know I haven't really gotten to know a lot of you yet, so I'll understand if most of you don't.

Third Beacon

[recoveryone.livejournal.com]

( [Private] )

Question for you...unique selection of functioning life forms. Does the term AI mean anything to you?

-Edited in later-

And just to clear up any confusion, I am not referring to any movies. Shitty or not. So don't even bother mentioning it or them.

[261]

[ino]

( Private )

☆ twenty seven

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

[worst part about a party - cleaning up afterwards. Astrid's not really cleaning up though, more just sweeping everything into black plastic binbags, glasses and all. There's a growing collection of knotted up bags, and the glitter?! ffff - that'll just have to stay - there's no way she's attempting to vacuum in all these nooks and crannies. Getting all this done has taken her mind off some personification of death that's apparently here at the castle anyway. She has no desire whatsoever, to meet him, or hear what he has to say about her.]

Reckon the castle'll just whisk all this rubbish away for me?

Versace - Death match fight club thing

[marcsstickybunz.livejournal.com]

[dictated]
[Walking down the hall on floor two absently peering around, his journal under his arm, as he sashays down the hall a coffee in his hand]


Thought I'd take a walk around my floor this morning, after a non fat tripple late. Turns out I'm on the same floor as this death match fight club thing [waves his hand absently] and bar place and a clinic, well I suppose that makes sense.

It'll probably mean there'd be a lot of tall muscular shirtless...[spaces out with a happy smile] Hmmm I'll bring some chairs out of my room next time, Mandy and I can have popcorn and wine and watch them walk by. [Grins happily]

thirteenth

[themoonspirit.livejournal.com]

[dictated; now that her loss is over, she can speak without being mocked!]

Thank the Spirits that's over with!

I would like to extend a late thank you to those that gave me gifts. I do hope that you enjoyed yours as well.

Hahn? You have been scarce these days. Are you feeling well?

(no subject)

[systemizing.livejournal.com]

[A half-formed, crudely drawn map of the new castle layout -- the lines are squiggly, as if it's all been done while the artist was walking. If anyone's been watching this thing appear, work began on the eighth floor. From there the artist seems to have worked their way down to the first floor, paused for a while to get back up to the ninth floor, then began again.

Rooms like the kitchen, game room, etc. are labeled normally. Individual rooms are labeled in G-Script]

2up

[brbgame.livejournal.com]

[written]

I spent half the night reading back in this thing when I wasn't- and there've been three versions of me. At least. And none of them sounded like me, other than the accent.

I'm still confused. Seriously.

On the positive side, I hear there's a game room.

Log 005: Reason for Concern

[ruin-mania.livejournal.com]

( [Private] )

( [Kratos, Yuan] )

( ["Emi...Ratatosk"] )

.•°☯272☺

[disassociating.livejournal.com]

[a very loud shriek of delight]

NARUTO-KUN, NARUTO-KUN! LOOK, LOOK, LOOK! MARU IS HATCHING!


[the distinctive sound of little bird peeps as it tries to break out of its shell!]

Mask 063 - Justified Bouncing

[rank1killer.livejournal.com]

( [DeathMatch Employees] )

Fourth Edition

[workswithidiots.livejournal.com]

So, the Flying Monkey showed up. I wonder if that means we'll get a visit from the botox hag herself.

Fellas, he's going to hit on you. Feel free to hit on him. Preferably with something heavy.

(no subject)

[whatclothes.livejournal.com]

Man, this place is just too calm. Nothing like home.

Natsu, Erza, Lucy.... I guess Loki, too. I found a nice cafe down in town. You should come by, we can grab some food. When you do, bring me some clothes.

(no subject)

[marcsstickybunz.livejournal.com]

Who:marcsstickybunz Marc St. James and Travis Touchdownrank1killer
What:A Challenge between them to get Travis to blush.
When:The night of Januray 2nd.
Where:Marc's Room 207
Rating: UMmm dunno yet I'll leave it at R and then change it if it gets worse.

( The Challenge starts here )

04.

[thirdchildren.livejournal.com]

[Filtered from Esme Cullen]

Um, excuse me - but does anyone know where I can find a Missus. . . Um. . . E-Esme Cullen? I think that's her last name. Ah - she's very beautiful and has reddish hair? And gold eyes. And she's very, very nice.

If anyone knows where she is, I'd greatly appreciated it if you told me. I have something to give her. Ah, if she even wants it. . .Mmmph.

➳ 6

[daine.livejournal.com]

[Clinic Filter]

[Have a Daine (and baby dragon tag along) entering the clinic, looking around for something/someone]

(no subject)

[suckerdoc.livejournal.com]

Who: Carlisle Cullen (suckerdoc) and Jasper Hale (oh_hale_jasper)
What: Resistance training \o/
When: Uhhh, sometime in the evening, after his run in with Daine at the clinic.
Where: The forest
Rating: Uh. PG?

( omnomnomnomz )