020; Training [Castle Grounds]

[chocobuster.livejournal.com]

[Cloud's put himself in a generally open part of the castle grounds. there are trees in the area for target practice and maneuvering about. over all, it's a good place to practice a little. with the Buster Sword on his back and his armor re-equipped, he starts off with some squats to get the ol' blood flowing. after that? he grips the Buster Sword and is about to get into a battle stance; it felt so liberating, feeling strong again. to be able to fight and train again. after that loss, he needed something to pre-occupy his time with. and he was making up for lost time with training right now. he didn't care how long he went for. or if he was alone. he was just fine as is or with others around. so long as they didn't get in his way]

[OOC; Open Post! More then one person can join on a sparring/training/fighting session if they want to. Or Cloud can just talk. It doesn't matter. ♥ Have fun! Oh, and this is backdated to the late afternoon of Valentine's Day. If you want to meet him in a one on one thread of sorts, that's fine too. It'll just be dated to some time after the first or so meeting with another person. :D!]

(no subject)

[proudly.livejournal.com]

[Kamina's pilfering from the kitchen any stray chocolates left behind by the other residents who happen to be celebrating the holiday with sweets meant for their friends and loved ones]

Heh, this chokolut stuff is pretty good.

Yuuri! I know your older brother isn't here so I saved you some! Hurry up before I eat yours, too!

(no subject)

[haneumadino.livejournal.com]

[Sup Paradisa? There's an Italian mob boss in your library, reading a book. He doesn't seem to be really that into it though, seeing as he's just skimming pages and flipping the pages pretty fast. Feel free to bother him as this is one of those wonderful open posts! His default heart for everyone new he meets is green. ♥ ]

xxxix; ♦: malachite

[perfectlikeme.livejournal.com]

[accidentally recorded]

Alright, alright, echidna. It... wasn't bad. [quiet chuckle] But don't let it get to your head, hm~?

Thanks for tonight. ...Or last night, whatever~

011.

[hellrebirth.livejournal.com]

[Chillin' near the fireplace, reading them books. He has some things next to his chair, but they're in boxes and wrapped up.

Feel free to bother him. ♥]

[OOC: SDKFJAOIJF. Pretend this was on the fourteenth.]

(no subject)

[simpledoes.livejournal.com]

[So, having acquired an impressive array of different green markers/crayons/whathaveyou, and learning just what all this Valentine's business is all about (sort of), a certain small child has taken it upon himself to make presents for all the people he likes best, too.

Or anyone else that comes by, really, seeing as he's parked himself with his paper, pile of crayons, and half-eaten box of chocolate in the lobby of all places. He is going to give his poor father a heart attack. Come bother him for one if you like; they may just be scribbles, but they are scribbles full of LOVE. ♥]

☆ thirty three

[stardustflying.livejournal.com]

So what's the actual tradition, does everyone walk 'round with these hearts above their heads on Earth on Valentine's Day?

Or is that just here?

[she's been a TARDIS Hermit recently, excuse her general not paying attention-ness, but now she's in the kitchen, getting some of that Häagen-Dazs Strawberry Cheesecake icecream she's decided is one of her favourite Earth foods since being at Paradisa]

(no subject)

[notadefect.livejournal.com]

[PRETEND THIS WAS POSTED ON VALENTINE'S DAY... sob

eve takes a moment to paste this into the journal... she used gum to stick it there, because she's too badass for glue or tape, dude. THANK YOU RINALI :( for making it ♥]



WALL-E...? [is the man in the relationship, so... here you go, wall-e!]

[eighth] [v-day]

[zelostastic.livejournal.com]

[vocalized]

Well, I guess I survived Valentine's Day. Not that I've ever had to worry about that before.

Anyone else end up any worse off?

And also, anyone make good cupcakes? I crave those like you wouldn't believe.

[scribbled in later as an afternote]

One last thing... Any idea where to buy good chocolates?

(no subject)

[findwhoyoulove.livejournal.com]

Happy Valentine's Day, everybody~!

I hope you all find your true love today. Or sometime soon! Soon is also good. ♥ Just remember, there's someone out there for everyone. Good luck to you all~!

[ooc: PRETEND THIS WAS ... ON VALENTINE'S DAY ROTFL. Comments will be .. really slow ..... also, EVERYONE GETS CHOCOLATE FROM GISELLE :D even if you haven't met. AND YES THAT MEANS YOU TOO CROWLEY.]

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[thisisyimhot.livejournal.com]

( Private )

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[liebing.livejournal.com]

( Private )

(no subject)

[hatesdolls.livejournal.com]

( [Sora] )

I wonder how much a fall from the thirteenth floor would hurt. Or wouldn't. Maybe you'd die on impact, so you really wouldn't have time to feel anything. What would suck is falling and not dying. That would hurt like a bitch.

[a sigh]

The only thing Valentine's was good for was the chocolate.

five

[valorousness.livejournal.com]

I like Christmas and Halloween, but I think Valentine's Day is a holiday I can definitely do without. Floating hearts, love confessions, lots of choco-- Well, maybe I didn't mind the chocolate so much!

But people were acting really bizarre.

[Never mind the fact that he made Kairi a card that he fully intends to present to her when she shows up! You know. Maybe. If he doesn't wuss out! Which he probably will]

twenty;

[femininecharms.livejournal.com]

( private )

[is in the kitchen, attempting to make a cup of tea. it's going so-so; even though she tries, she can't get it to taste as good as when her friend used to do it. her heart is blue. there have been times when she was in a better mood]

[ooc: open for possible heart-spotting and stuff]

[50]: Would be nice to remember

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[Filtered to Ten]


Er. Rose was a shop girl, wasn't she? Didn't imagine seeing that bit?

[/Filter]


Hope everyone had a fantastic Valentine's Day! [pause] Have the little heart things disappeared yet?

010: to put her mind at ease

[eyesweregold.livejournal.com]

[all written]
[Filtered to all of Lucy Saxon's friends who know about the mind wipe]

How is she? I do hope I didn't cause more problems by doing what she asked. I would go to see her myself, but she doesn't remember me. I am assuming, as well, that she still can't speak – we spoke mind-to-mind. If she remembers me, if that mental touch seems familiar, it will be the key to unlocking the rest of her memories. So I stay away. But I'd still like to know – is she all right?
[/filter]


[Filtered to her (former?) husband]
I'm sorry. She didn't tell me why she needed to forget. I trusted her judgment; it is her life, after all.
[/filter]


[added in a bit later. Risika figures, what the heck. She's already explaining herself to other people.]


[filtered to Saetan]

I'm sorry I ran off on you the first time we met. It was too much in too short of a time. I was raised, when I was human, in a time when that name was synonymous with everything wrong in the world. I did not even stop to ask who you truly were, and I would like to rectify this.

[/filter]

001 // Waking Up

[sweetshinigami.livejournal.com]

[Written. The print is very neat and very girly. Expect lots of hearts on the i's and little swirls with the ending of letters. All in pretty cursive writing - very legible and very open to all for now.]

.. Where is this? It doesn't seem like a bad place, that much is certain.
I woke up in a strange room today. Compared to my bedroom in Meifu, this one is just.. wow! It really is a beautiful room - big bed, big wardrobe, a great desk too! I went through the wardrobe first thing and everything seems to belong to me.. but how?

I can't stay here too long though. I have a lot of work to do in Meifu! And my friends will start worrying if they can't find me. I don't want to worry anyone....

Can I even leave... wherever this is? There's even a nameplate with my name on it on the door. How did they know to put it there...

0.006

[diffusive.livejournal.com]

[ this is Albedo, this is Albedo happily strolling along in the castle.

This is Albedo with a ♥ heart above his head, yes he hates ALL OF YOU. Expect for maybe a few people, maybe. He is also playing with knife... again, he may or may not be looking for someone to traumatize you never know.

don't ask but he's singing this song for some reason ]

?1

[zone-of-truth.livejournal.com]

[This -- this is not good. Not good at all. Sweets wasn't going to deny that being kidnapped would probably be a very interesting psychological experiment, but he SO didn't want it to happen to him. At least, not now. If Booth could barely take him seriously most of the time, his kidnappers would probably shoot him in order to shut him up. Sweets didn't want to be shot. It wasn't the way he planned on spending his evening.

So -- escape. Escape was the plan. Insert the sound of someone shuffling around, looking for their cell phone and of course, not finding it. What kind of kidnappers would they be if they left him with his cell phone? Okay, calling Booth, not an option. Maybe he could shimmy his way out the window from the -- ]

Oh -- oh, wow that's high. Okay. Plan B.

[Eyes go to the door, and there's more sounds as he moves across the room, poking his head out and looking back and forth, before actually looking up and -- ]

Is that my name on the door?

[blog one!]

[bro-codebreaker.livejournal.com]

[hasn't figured out these things can take dictation yet, so everything's being written in a somewhat hurried, but legible scrawl, so he can keep up with his brain]

Good morning, magic crazy journal! You're not my blog from back home, but I'm pretty sure you're kind of the same thing. Only with paper and a pen. You know.

Random thought: I think I'm going to miss keyboards.

ANYWAY. Wow, so I'm in a giant magic castle of crazy. Why don't we just assume that I'm putting "magic" before everything, because that'll make it a lot easier. I'll probably get sick of writing "magic" otherwise. "magic magic magic", see, I'm sick of it already. But that doesn't make the magicness any less AWESOME. I mean, come on, I don't have to go to work, anymore!

[the writing gets a lot less legible here, as if he thinks writing it messier will make it invisible] I also don't get to go to McLaren's anymore and make fun of Robin or talk to Marshall, or Lily. Or whoever my Brand New Wingman last night was. That kind of bothers me. I usually remember my wingmen. Like smallish bro, Neko. See? I remember his name! It must have been the bump on the head when I fell off the table.

[legibly, again]Moving on! I took a bath this morning in my great big awesome bathroom so I don't smell like beer anymore. And get this: THERE ARE SUITS IN MY WARDROBE. Really nice ones. I think I'm going to sit here in this big awesome bathrobe of awesome manliness I found, for at least an hour, and try to pick one out. And then I'm going to go and look around at stuff. Stuff that is not the three bars, because bars are for night time awesomess, and there's got to be other stuff around here. I mean, it's a magic castle!

1

[lord-morrolan.livejournal.com]

[And for some of us, waking up in a strange place with no memory of how we arrived or where, in fact, we are, is not so unusual as to inspire immediate panic. At least this time Aliera wasn't with him, which meant that he would, eventually, be found and rescued.

It doesn't take long for Morrolan to find the relevant information in the journal, although he doesn't believe for a moment that a simple castle is strong enough to do what the Jenoine have failed to. After a certain amount of hesitation, he writes in the journal.]

Very well, I accept that I have been kidnapped into a plane called Paradisa and that no one can find their way home on their own. While it is a far cry from my own dwelling of Castle Black, I will admit to being pleased that this prison does not chain me to a wall and drain me of my magic. Still, I should like to know if it has actually been proven that the time differential between this plane and others is consistent or if this is mere speculation, as there were some critical events happening in my home when I was taken.

Also, I will need to acquire a decent longsword. I do not trust that the craftsmanship of something wished into existence will hold up to my standards.

Issue 002 [written]

[finitevus.livejournal.com]

[to all reading this entry, the handwriting is a clean script... meticulous.]

I am trapped here, it seems. While not exactly what I had been expecting or hoping for, the effect is the same. I have all the time I need to conduct my research and work on a few 'pet projects' I've had in mind for a while now. However, some of these will take work, and I am afraid I simply cannot do it alone.

So, if someone would be so kind, I would like to put in this entry, asking if any would wish to help me in my research and development.

Also, if there is a lab available for free use, I would most gratefully appreciate it.

--Finitevus

Bread 2

[reddinofiremon.livejournal.com]

[Guilmon has decided to go explore the castle today, feel free to see a red dino/dragon walking around]

[ooc: open post!]

(no subject)

[stitchzilla.livejournal.com]

[scampering noises. here and there, everywhere... and then something picks up the journal.]

Oooh?

[page rustling as it is rifled through, and then ripping noises. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip.

... and the pages grow back]

Eh?!

[riiiiiiiiiiiiip]

EH HA HA!

[bash bash bash of journal against desk]

Eenga ish mishta! Kaga nachi!

thirty;

[interferes.livejournal.com]

( Nine and Grace )

I hope everyone had a happy Valentine's day?

[innocent!] Oh, and Master? Did you get that heart-shaped box of chocolates I asked the TARDIS to give you?

(no subject)

[thetransparent.livejournal.com]

Cid Highwind is no longer in the castle.

Interesting how varied the amount of time one stays here is. It's been a while since [neatly marked out]

029; misery looooves company

[blinkandyoumiss.livejournal.com]

[Should anyone have been checking Bart's journal entires at this point, there would be recorded sounds of perfectly normal wandering the hall outside his room with an Element and a Slowpoke.

And then there would be the sound of a speedster hitting the deck because his temperature just rose like a(n) (insert simile of choice here).

And then helpful puppies licking his face and whining. FROSTY BART'S DEAD. D:


....Okay, fine, he just went from full health to fever in less than a second. Same dif.]


{Loss is go! Feel free to have your pup wander by and WTF at the weird guy on the floor.}

(no subject)

[masterof1000.livejournal.com]

[Hiccup]

Well that's- [Hiccup, followed by a tiny flickering noise] -something else.

Huh? That's might- [Hiccupping fit followed by more blinking lights and a scrabbling noise as something climbs onto him]

Pika!

Not now Enid…

[even more hiccupping follows]

::: Seven :::

[kicktherock.livejournal.com]

[Knuckles is waiting near the entrance of the castle for someone he has recently met. This person who called himself Finitevus claims to know of Knuckles. But he has no recollection of this "doctor".

Just as he was starting to get used to Paradisa, things are already starting to hit home.]

[filter; Finitevus]

[Mumbled aloud]

Where is he?

[05]: ...This place bites.

[mypondhasnofish.livejournal.com]

[aheh, someone has been hiding in his room after that uh, little incident with the arrows, and has finally resurfaced for beer fresh air. He's wandering around outside, avoiding the courtyard like hell, before meandering over to Caritas, and getting himself a drink. He opens his journal when he sits down, tapping his pen on it for a moment.]

This castle? Definitely not Goa'uld. They wouldn't give a crap about embarrassing the hell out of their prisoners, but this place seems to enjoy messing with our heads. This a usual thing around here?

019.

[obstinate-view.livejournal.com]

[If anyone's wandering around the first floor, they're going to see a kid of about fifteen spray painting the castle walls at random, and a tall woman looking dubiously at her can of paint]

I don't really think this is a constructive use of our time, or has...any sort of merit at all. [An experimental spray in the form of...a straight line] Why are we doing this again?


[[ooc: mod approved, and open~]]

(no subject)

[ontheclockpro.livejournal.com]

( Private )

(no subject)

[overninelives.livejournal.com]

No embarrassing aftermath here. Valentine's was actually pretty nice, considering everything. Everything that could have happened... didn't.

So one more month and I've been here two years. [gone]

Two years is a long time. That's like half of high school. [also marked out]

I don't know how long I'll be able to take this. [scribbled out]

[a few pen taps before she realizes she has a few nice scribbles on the page]

Guess I don't really have anything to say.

How's everyone doing?

↓ 019 wear my heart where my halo goes

[sent_farfaraway]

[apparently hanging out in her room made her stir crazy, and the thought of having her feelings displayed out there for everyone wasn't top of her list of yay fun things, but she had two dogs to take care of and they were as stir crazy as she was. So Ruby headed out using the stairwell to head down to the first floor where she and her two dogs moved outside. Her thought process was that at least it was still cold enough that people might still all be inside instead. Taking a seat on a bench along the path into the city Ruby flipped through the journal mostly reading other things as the dogs played in the grass]




[ooc: open post is open]

the eighth;

[variare.livejournal.com]

( Private )

( Albedo )

Wow, yesterday was...special.

How long are people's hearts going to stick around for? Valentine's is over, isn't it? Seems kinda sad to force people's emotions to the surface like that, even if I still haven't figured out what all the colors mean.


[ OOC; Once he came to his senses last night, Jr. left an assortment of truffles outside the doors of Yukiko, Chie, and Sakura, along with personalized cards. Nothing too fancy. ]

(no subject)

[walkingthedust.livejournal.com]

[Donna's curled up in a corner of her proper room - she hasn't gotten 'round to moving back to the TARDIS yet - with the cats on the bed next to her. She's got a mug of coffee on the bedside table, and she picks it up and cups it in her hands for a few moments before she starts writing]

( private )

So, I feel like making some new mates here. I'm Donna Noble, originally from London. I normally hang around with two cats and three and a half Time Lords, but, well, it'd be nice to be able to understand what someone's saying every once in awhile. What about you lot?

[added sometime AFTER her thread with Rose]

( Nine and Ten )

0009

[daemonkoenig.livejournal.com]

[The sound of someone loudly pounding on a door, someone accidentally left their journal open this morning~]

YUURI! LET ME IN!

No!

[The pounding gets louder, then abruptly stops] I'LL BURN THE DOOR DOWN IF YOU DON'T UNLOCK IT!

[So of course, it's unlocked and ripped open forcefully, but Yuuri is stubbornly blocking the doorway] What?

It's obvious that yesterday upset you! I'm still reeling from the horror as well, but the terrible spell that was cast on me opened my eyes more than ever! You never would have gotten so upset if you didn't love me so much! I can't believe I actually doubted our love!

[He's going to pull his hands out of his grasp now and just. Stare for a minute] That...I don't even...I wasn't upset!

5;

[ignipotentis.livejournal.com]

( Kyou )

( Rinali )

Whoever cast that spell on me won't be forgiven so easily, should I discover the culprit. A person's emotions should never be toyed with!

(no subject)

[hatethatsong.livejournal.com]

[Have a pissy vampire sitting in Deathmatch knocking back drinks. Ah, the only thing that makes sense here~ If anyone wants to talk to him for whatever reason, please :D feel free to... he's a moody guy and not going out of his way to meet people by his own means ;_;]

((OOC. O-obviously open post? :D; and since hearts are still around for a few hours, all of his default hearts are purple XD;))

(no subject)

[oh-hale-jasper.livejournal.com]

Who: Jasper Hale & Alice Cullen
What: Adjusting to this human business
When:  The morning of Valentine's Day!
Where: Their bedroom
Rating: PG for now

( This sleeping thing is disconcerting ... )

☇four;

[alt-hulk.livejournal.com]

Hey, uh, journal? Can you--thanks.

[Filtered away from Billy]
I thought it would be better when he got here... but instead, he's just upset about it all, and I don't know what to do. There's nothing I can tell him that'll make it better, and... I kind of just want to go home.

It was easier, even with all the shit going on. I miss it.
[/Filter]

...anyone know whether the castle gives out comic books?

(no subject)

[seasonalblossom.livejournal.com]

How's everyone after yesterday? I hope you're all feeling a lot better after those messy... moments there!

And Aya Shameimaru? You're dead ♥

56th feather

[dafiteison.livejournal.com]

[written]

To anyone who was struck with sudden [pause] affections upon being hit by arrows, I am extremely sorry!

[he very nearly then signs his name, but the first couple strokes are quickly turned into a panicked scribble]

( Room Filter )

Fourth

[thelabking.livejournal.com]

There's nothing like celebrating Valentines with the one you love, it was great. Even with a busted up leg, which, incidentally, would be great if it just healed already. I have a busy schedule, you know. [Ok, so it's mostly seeing what things he can blow up in the kitchen but whatever]

So, love hearts. What's that all about?

::013:: not aligned at all

[aint-quiteright.livejournal.com]

[River knows something is wrong. Can't put her finger on it. Can't find the pieces to fit together. Can't see where the darkness is coming from.]

You can tear it out, but it doesn't fold more than seven times. Find the corners, there are no corners in space.

[flips through pages of the journal for the sound... it's in there somewhere she can hear it]

A human being can live for 15 seconds in a vacuum before they are fall asleep. Not asleep. It's a nicer way to word it. Protect the young. Can't let them out.

The king of hearts doesn't know what the others do.

[writes down the rest quickly]

Don't hold your breath. It won't help. Lungs expand. They'll freeze before it helps.

Nothing helps though. They all fall down.

[and shuts the journal]

(no subject)

[gardnr.livejournal.com]

I wrote a letter to a special girl yesterday, but since I'm in the middle of BUMFUCK MAGICAL NOWHERE, she won't get it. She probably has a new boyfriend anyway.

My room smells like macaroni real bad.

(no subject)

[notamaiden.livejournal.com]

Well I suppose that that holiday was not so bad. It was actually rather romantic after all. I hadn't expected much, but I suppose these kind of things can surprise you.

Are there people here who have loved ones with them, or have found romance in this trying place? Did you get to do something fun?

( Link )

( Robin )

(no subject)

[canyoufeelitnow.livejournal.com]

Who: Reira Serizawa & Takumi Ichinose
What: Valentine's day business...
When: sometime during Valentine's day
Where: Reira's room
Rating: PG for now

( Cut and paste. )

21;

[betonalice.livejournal.com]

Three days of being human.

I think I can safely say I've had enough. Sleeping, eating...Bella calls them "human moments". They take up far too much time.

But I have taken a liking to peach pie. And peach ice cream~! Anything with peaches, really.

Bella, we should have a sleep-over. ♥ And this time you wouldn't be the only one sleeping!


[ooc; James, feel free to pick up on her human scent~]

just like an arrow through my heart; a feeling so strong

[iknowhowtogetit.livejournal.com]

Who: Jun iknowhowtogetit & Delysia Lafosse misslafosse
What: Valentine's weekend sapphism. ♥
When: February 13th, around the time a certain someone flung his arrows around.
Where: A stroll around the exterior walls of the castle and then a nestle in a nook.
Rating: I'm going to say NC-17. Draw your own conclusions.

( A scarlet fever burns my soul from this moment on. )