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( [Private] )( [Lelouch, Jet] )( [Lloyd] )( [Miss Sage] )( [Room Filter] )[ooc: MASS OF FILTERS holyshit sorry guys.]
Feb. 27th, 2009
cruxified( [Private] )( [Lelouch, Jet] )( [Lloyd] )( [Miss Sage] )( [Room Filter] )[ooc: MASS OF FILTERS holyshit sorry guys.]
[56]: Naps are fantastic.
Feb. 27th, 2009 01:01 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
charmandsmiles.livejournal.comCan't believe I went through that entire ordeal without an "Are you my mummy?" reference. Better late than never, I suppose. [taptaptap] Nice to have the TARDIS back, had a fantastic nap in the Zero Room, which anyone who's feeling in need of a straight jacket is welcome to make use of. It's very relaxing.
...On a more somber note, my condolences to anyone who lost a friend. And a warning...anyone who was affected by the Marker is under my protection. You hurt them, you've got me to deal with.
...On a more somber note, my condolences to anyone who lost a friend. And a warning...anyone who was affected by the Marker is under my protection. You hurt them, you've got me to deal with.
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Feb. 27th, 2009 01:10 ammasterofloxley.livejournal.comWho: Robin Hood (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
masterofloxley) and Lady Marian (notamaiden)
What: Her waking up from her injury finally - and a canon bump!
When: Late?
Where: Robin's room
Rating: lmao PG at most.
( Her we liked. Her we loved. Her I loved. )
masterofloxley) and Lady Marian (notamaiden)What: Her waking up from her injury finally - and a canon bump!
When: Late?
Where: Robin's room
Rating: lmao PG at most.
( Her we liked. Her we loved. Her I loved. )The thirty nine steps
Feb. 27th, 2009 01:11 amonlyanapple.livejournal.comThe day is won. Hip-hop-hoo-bloody-ray.
This was my only act of charity, people. Don’t expect me to be so helpful again. I mean it, I’m getting too fucking old for this shit.
I’m going to bed. If you want me, leave a message after the beep. Beep.
[Of course, he probably WOULD help again, though demonic appearances must be upheld. But right now, he’s tired and he’s had enough. He’s out the second his head hits the pillow, expect no replies to ‘messages’ left]
This was my only act of charity, people. Don’t expect me to be so helpful again. I mean it, I’m getting too fucking old for this shit.
I’m going to bed. If you want me, leave a message after the beep. Beep.
[Of course, he probably WOULD help again, though demonic appearances must be upheld. But right now, he’s tired and he’s had enough. He’s out the second his head hits the pillow, expect no replies to ‘messages’ left]
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Feb. 27th, 2009 01:39 ambloody-doctor.livejournal.comThat was surprisingly entertaining. To those who worshipped the Marker, I thank each and every one of you.
Dante, Zelman... better luck next time.
Dante, Zelman... better luck next time.
seven: blessed relief
Feb. 27th, 2009 02:20 amsexypartytime.livejournal.comWell thank fuck for that.
shirtlessWhat in the FUCK was that?!
I--
And Leah--
[He lets out a very frustrated noise of disapproval with the castle, himself, and everything in general, which eventually turns into a howl. Someone's emotions are definitely NOT in check tonight.]
I--
And Leah--
[He lets out a very frustrated noise of disapproval with the castle, himself, and everything in general, which eventually turns into a howl. Someone's emotions are definitely NOT in check tonight.]
i-findthem.livejournal.com[oh, castle, you've done it again! instead of a normal eight year old that was kind of shorter than the normal eight year old, a five/four year old crouches on all fours as crayons mark the wall; she's seen the other bedroom, if adults can color on the walls then so can she. her journal is open so with all the humming---singing songs that she's been working on the railroad aren't the least of---and the idle chatter here and there, one figures out that Molly's voice is an octave or two higher, as well tinted with a little bb!lisp]
[OOC: Loss is a go!]
[OOC: Loss is a go!]
{ trauma six }
Feb. 27th, 2009 07:44 ama-morris-md.livejournal.comOh sweet Jesus thank GOD no more zombies!
[cleared throat]
I'll, uh, be in the clinic for a while in case anyone needs a doctor.
[cleared throat]
I'll, uh, be in the clinic for a while in case anyone needs a doctor.
026; [Dictated]
Feb. 27th, 2009 08:27 amchocobuster.livejournal.comTifa... Where is Tifa? Where is Luke? Where is...
[long pause; so many names to know whose safe and who isn't...]
It's over.
( Private )
[long pause; so many names to know whose safe and who isn't...]
It's over.
( Private )capableof-both.livejournal.comDo you know that feeling when you wake from a protracted dream that you cannot shake the sense of it? The last four months...I remember them, I was there, but it all seems like that, like looking back on a dream where I can't quite grasp the reasoning behind much of it. The definition of madness I suppose, reaching its zenith this last week. And now it seems I've woken up, and everything has a new clarity and definition, but my daughter's on a loss and Sylar's near catatonic from what the castle put us through, so the worst of--the one thing I know that I should try and ... it will have to wait.
It's possible the world actually made more sense when I was crazy.
It's also possible I Rick-rolled the bedroom wall.
How is everyone coping?
It's possible the world actually made more sense when I was crazy.
It's also possible I Rick-rolled the bedroom wall.
How is everyone coping?
nanboleyn.livejournal.com[dictated, for there is surely a messenger of the King who will hear her plea, if not Henry himself.]
Were I of a less sane disposition, I might answer the very questions that discomfit me so, by tales of witchcraft. But no! I shall not fall foul to such devious trickery. I am not to be tripped upon the confession of my own tongue Sir, brought about by my disorientation.
I am no fool Hal, of this you may be certain. I stand an honest woman, and I shall die as such; if it not be magic, then I will not assuage to any promises of exile for your conscience, nor plead guilty to your tapestry of lies and evidence that you yourself have bought and paid for. My integrity remains and your conscience be damned, for this unexpected move is naught more than foul play and an injustice to my plea and Elizabeth's inheritance.
King or no King Hal, guilty or not, I am still the Queen, and I shall not tolerate this. Did you think to unnerve me by placing me here?
Were I of a less sane disposition, I might answer the very questions that discomfit me so, by tales of witchcraft. But no! I shall not fall foul to such devious trickery. I am not to be tripped upon the confession of my own tongue Sir, brought about by my disorientation.
I am no fool Hal, of this you may be certain. I stand an honest woman, and I shall die as such; if it not be magic, then I will not assuage to any promises of exile for your conscience, nor plead guilty to your tapestry of lies and evidence that you yourself have bought and paid for. My integrity remains and your conscience be damned, for this unexpected move is naught more than foul play and an injustice to my plea and Elizabeth's inheritance.
King or no King Hal, guilty or not, I am still the Queen, and I shall not tolerate this. Did you think to unnerve me by placing me here?
speedster-girl.livejournal.com[a broken, feverish whimper can be heard and the sound of someone stirring in their bed. There’s no telling how long she’s actually been there, hovering between delirium and unconsciousness as the drugs pumped out of her system. But when she opens her eyes, she yelps in fear. And then again in pain after an audible thump--she fell out of the bed.]
...Ow.
[some shuffling and dragging as she tries to get up. BAD IDEA IS BAD. Another thump.]
OW.
[well, at least she knows she's not dead, being that she still hurts and is still shot up and bleeding...maybe she was rescued!!]
...Hello? [her voice is slurred] Matt? Ando? Guys?
...Anybody? Guys, I need help!
001. Be afraid. Be very afraid.
Feb. 27th, 2009 09:49 amright-tobegod.livejournal.comWell…isn’t this interesting…
[the very clear sound of heavy combat boots stepping across the floor, stealthy and measured]
I should warn you, whoever you are…I’m in no mood to play. If you show yourself now, the end I send you to will be quick and…well. Mostly painless.
Hmmm…
[a flutter of the pages of the journal, a long silence]
And what sort of game is this, I wonder…
itsnotcaroline.livejournal.com[groaning, and a yawn, then some rustling. typical newcomer sounds! a gasp]
What the -- how’d I end up in here?! [she crawls through the tunnel, then hesitates when she reaches the small door, and peers through the crack]
H-huh...? [the door swings open slowly, and she crawls out, and.... uh, this isn’t her house. or the “other house”. it’s a kitchen, and there are weird people in it]
Okaaaay. Wrong house, obviously. [turns around to crawl back through the little door, and it’s gone!] What?! Where’d it go? [she whips her head around, looking pretty terrified]
I-I wanna go home now! Please?
[ooc; coraline has arrived, via weird blue tunnel to a small door in the kitchen! feel free to have your characters look at her weirdly or something and freak her out even more. :)]
What the -- how’d I end up in here?! [she crawls through the tunnel, then hesitates when she reaches the small door, and peers through the crack]
H-huh...? [the door swings open slowly, and she crawls out, and.... uh, this isn’t her house. or the “other house”. it’s a kitchen, and there are weird people in it]
Okaaaay. Wrong house, obviously. [turns around to crawl back through the little door, and it’s gone!] What?! Where’d it go? [she whips her head around, looking pretty terrified]
I-I wanna go home now! Please?
[ooc; coraline has arrived, via weird blue tunnel to a small door in the kitchen! feel free to have your characters look at her weirdly or something and freak her out even more. :)]
(no subject)
Feb. 27th, 2009 11:47 amcooksforladies.livejournal.comSo how is everybody holding up? All right, I hope?
[Former Marker Worshippers;]
It probably doesn't mean much, but I forgive all of you. I know you're not to blame.
[Former Marker Worshippers;]
It probably doesn't mean much, but I forgive all of you. I know you're not to blame.
(no subject)
Feb. 27th, 2009 11:50 amgradeandsmite.livejournal.comSo, what's there to do around here when the place isn't being infested by the undead?
Speaking of the undead, you all right, O Eternal Demon? [you know, just making sure nobody's done his job for him >>] Wouldn't want you to be smited while I wasn't looking.
Speaking of the undead, you all right, O Eternal Demon? [you know, just making sure nobody's done his job for him >>] Wouldn't want you to be smited while I wasn't looking.
holds-together.livejournal.com[Through the journal, a fair amount of heavy footfalls can be heard, then stomping, then more than a few expletives in Mandarin being tossed out for good measure. It only gets louder and more violent after lots of pages have been turned and things have been seen by a very disconcerted, very pissed-off, VERY disappointed gun-toting military momma.]
I'd like to put it to the good folks in this castle: anyone have a good, solid clue where a girl might be able to do a little shootin'? I'm thinkin' some target practice. A lot of it.
Far away from anything that I might not wanna think about shootin'...or killin'. Like...y'know...things with a heart and a pulse.
[filtered to Wash]
Bao bey, you 'round? I'd like a word or two, if ya don't mind...
[/filtered]
[ooc: Loss over! :P]
I'd like to put it to the good folks in this castle: anyone have a good, solid clue where a girl might be able to do a little shootin'? I'm thinkin' some target practice. A lot of it.
Far away from anything that I might not wanna think about shootin'...or killin'. Like...y'know...things with a heart and a pulse.
[filtered to Wash]
Bao bey, you 'round? I'd like a word or two, if ya don't mind...
[/filtered]
[ooc: Loss over! :P]
(no subject)
Feb. 27th, 2009 01:23 pmfired-once.livejournal.comAll right. I know that people have already written about this, and I know most of you are fairly rational individuals, but let me reiterate.
The people who were under the influence of that giant rock were being manipulated. They're not at fault. In short, don't mess with them. They're under enough stress as it is.
[private;]
[a sigh] That doesn't mean that I forgive any of them, either. But hell if I can say that. Peace Patrol and all that.
[Yuan;]
You'd better not pull a stunt like that again.
The people who were under the influence of that giant rock were being manipulated. They're not at fault. In short, don't mess with them. They're under enough stress as it is.
[private;]
[a sigh] That doesn't mean that I forgive any of them, either. But hell if I can say that. Peace Patrol and all that.
[Yuan;]
You'd better not pull a stunt like that again.
reddinofiremon.livejournal.comI'm glad that the big moster things are gone. It was kinda like the D-reaper attacked, but a lot worse... I'm also happy that there's still bread!
[what's Guilmon doing now? Why, eating bread in the kitchen of course!]
g0tlightning.livejournal.com[there's a sigh before Garth dictates]
Who's been keeping track of how many people we lost? I'm not talking about the ones that died protecting the safe areas or were on patrol. They made a choice and were right to stand by it. Some of them saved people and others helped to kick some of us into action.
I know we can't go back and save the ones that died without a choice but I need to know how many there were.
Who's been keeping track of how many people we lost? I'm not talking about the ones that died protecting the safe areas or were on patrol. They made a choice and were right to stand by it. Some of them saved people and others helped to kick some of us into action.
I know we can't go back and save the ones that died without a choice but I need to know how many there were.
(no subject)
Feb. 27th, 2009 03:53 pmsureisdifferent.livejournal.com[AND SUDDENLY, A LARGE BALL OF DEBRIS FALLS FROM THE SKY, AND BREAKS APART WHEN IT HITS THE GROUND!
There are a few people sitting amongst the wreckage, with little angel-cousins flying around their heads, dazed and confused.
That star didn't stick to the sky... oh well. We have never put a star in the sky before, so We expected this to happen eventually.]
[ooc: anyone who spent the week living on a mushroom in space (courtesy the Prince and his Katamari) should now be sitting on the lawn, confused. And if any of you didn't do a single thing with a character over the entire Dead Space plot, feel free to have them here.]
There are a few people sitting amongst the wreckage, with little angel-cousins flying around their heads, dazed and confused.
That star didn't stick to the sky... oh well. We have never put a star in the sky before, so We expected this to happen eventually.]
[ooc: anyone who spent the week living on a mushroom in space (courtesy the Prince and his Katamari) should now be sitting on the lawn, confused. And if any of you didn't do a single thing with a character over the entire Dead Space plot, feel free to have them here.]
dissectsbodies.livejournal.com[Writes in his journal while sitting in a nice clinic bed. He really doesn't think he should call out to anyone, but he figures he should try one of the two people he could really trust.] Hey, Ruby, if you're reading this do you think you could uh...[Well, he wasn't sure how to put 'see me' into 'taking me back to my room' in a kind manner. He didn't want to be weirdly polite]
Come visit? Or something? I'm in the clinic.
[Also adds] You can come too, Anya, if you're out there lurking. Somewhere.
Hell, I wouldn't even mind seeing my twin.
Come visit? Or something? I'm in the clinic.
[Also adds] You can come too, Anya, if you're out there lurking. Somewhere.
Hell, I wouldn't even mind seeing my twin.
(no subject)
Feb. 27th, 2009 03:59 pmjustarogue.livejournal.com[ the journal picks up some mutterings in spanish as well... another new person wakes up, if you know spanish you'd hear him totally complaining about his RUINED VEST AND SHIRT. cause dammit there's blood and a hole and wait... no wound? oh yeah this is totally the after life ]
So who a guy gotta kill around here to get a smoke? [ yes he knows he's talking to thin air, don't judge him ]
So who a guy gotta kill around here to get a smoke? [ yes he knows he's talking to thin air, don't judge him ]
♕ eighteen
Feb. 27th, 2009 04:05 pmsteelbound.livejournal.com[ oh, look. a skinny Japanese kid is around and about the castle entrance. obviously looking a bit tired, but he hasn't been in the sun or had a breath of fresh air in a week. it's good for him, builds character... come bug him if you saw him shooting his brains out or something... builds character. ]
(no subject)
Feb. 27th, 2009 04:28 pmseeyoucowboy.livejournal.com[Spike is behind the bar in the Deathmatch. Glasses are washed, things in order... things after back to normal after being attacked by SPACE ALIENS. But something's still off]
... damn, it's too quiet.
[[ooc: open pooosttt]]
... damn, it's too quiet.
[[ooc: open pooosttt]]
~*First Hope*~
Feb. 27th, 2009 05:42 pmangelicfocus.livejournal.comWhere am I? I was supposed to be in the Internet but… this is more earthy than the internet ever looked. And I don’t think this is the digital world… its far too… normal. What would Izzy or Tai do in this situation?
Except.. I don’t think they’re here. My head kind of hurts… since I think I landed on it but…
Davis? Cody? Yolei? Are any of you here?
… Matt? Patamon?
afonist.livejournal.com( Private )[ Sitting on the castle steps with her journal lying beside her, she's busy looking out across the castle property. She's watching everything while humming to herself from time to time though she seems lost in her thoughts. ]
[ooc| Open post is open.]
(no subject)
Feb. 27th, 2009 06:24 pmnotamaiden.livejournal.com( Private )( The doctor who helped her out during the library raid )( Robin )Is anyone else having trouble sleeping after this past week's events? I really hope that the castle does not see fit to put us all through anything like that again. Though...according to some, I suppose I shouldn't expect the castle to do us any favours.
chewingcud.livejournal.com[Haru, like most of his fellows, isn’t dealing with the memories he has of his time as a crazy very well. He’s currently sat curled up in a ball in his room, trying to keep his body from hitting a stress level that could trigger a transformation.
Not that it matters, enough know about it, now. The obsession with that…that ROCK far outweighed keeping his family secret. If Akito ever found out, he’d be dead, or at least blinded for his troubles. Not that it worried him, he’d deserve it, after what he helped do to those poor, poor people.]
I’m sorry… I’m so, so sorry. Your anger is warranted, I know. If you must, take it out on me… Leave the others alone.
[He never was very good at putting himself before others. He closes his eyes and wishes for the comfort of Yuki again. Hallucination though he may have been]
I hate this place. I want to go home.
Not that it matters, enough know about it, now. The obsession with that…that ROCK far outweighed keeping his family secret. If Akito ever found out, he’d be dead, or at least blinded for his troubles. Not that it worried him, he’d deserve it, after what he helped do to those poor, poor people.]
I’m sorry… I’m so, so sorry. Your anger is warranted, I know. If you must, take it out on me… Leave the others alone.
[He never was very good at putting himself before others. He closes his eyes and wishes for the comfort of Yuki again. Hallucination though he may have been]
I hate this place. I want to go home.
(no subject)
Feb. 27th, 2009 06:44 pmvengefullight.livejournal.com[in the kitchen, Lucian's just sitting at a table, adding pieces to a half-built model taking the form of this with a rather uninterested expression on his face. He looks a bit beat up still, since he hasn't been resting despite injuries taken from the previous few days.
His expression shows mostly depression and fatigue, and he lets out a heavy sigh as he clicks on another piece of the model. So much for his previous statement of wanting to get plastered.]
[ooc: Open kitchen post! Talk to him, he desperately needs a little cheering upand CR. >:]
His expression shows mostly depression and fatigue, and he lets out a heavy sigh as he clicks on another piece of the model. So much for his previous statement of wanting to get plastered.]
[ooc: Open kitchen post! Talk to him, he desperately needs a little cheering up
(no subject)
Feb. 27th, 2009 07:17 pmyoungsunslinger.livejournal.com[Aaron is wandering the hallway. Well, kinda. Okay, so he's pacing the hallway for a bit. He wants to take his mind off that one thing so he thinks pretty hard about it until-- gasp]
Piringo! You're back!
Back! Back! [squawk~♥ and the Chatot flies merrily towards Aaron's nest-like head]
Haha! Glad to see you're safe and sound after all that, huh?
[The Chatot gives off a strange blank look as it perches itself comfortably in Aaron's hair. Then it ruffles its feathers and begins "singing":]
Twinkle twinkle little star~ How I wonder what you are~ Up above the world so hiiigh~ Like a DIAMOND in the sky!
When the blazing sun is gone, when the nothing shines upon! Then the traveler in the da--[BWAWK!]
[And now Aaron is slightly uncomfortable with reuniting with his birdy]
Piringo! You're back!
Back! Back! [squawk~♥ and the Chatot flies merrily towards Aaron's nest-like head]
Haha! Glad to see you're safe and sound after all that, huh?
[The Chatot gives off a strange blank look as it perches itself comfortably in Aaron's hair. Then it ruffles its feathers and begins "singing":]
Twinkle twinkle little star~ How I wonder what you are~ Up above the world so hiiigh~ Like a DIAMOND in the sky!
When the blazing sun is gone, when the nothing shines upon! Then the traveler in the da--[BWAWK!]
[And now Aaron is slightly uncomfortable with reuniting with his birdy]
payback.livejournal.com[written in her usual rounded, rather girly hand]
Someone told me recently that the places that the castle turns into are real places, or at least in the past, have been real places; towns like Konoha, cities like New York, places that current residents can confirm as real, places where a few of them were even born and raised.
The castle put us through hell last week with a really ugly change. It was harrowing, awful, a survival situation; and if the pattern holds, somewhere else, these things might be real. We could have very briefly encountered a situation that someone, somewhere, is still dealing with, and has to deal with every day that they live. We only had to fight those creatures for a week.
It was horrible, and some of the crimes committed might be seen as inexcusable - but the people who carried out those acts aren't the ones we should be blaming for them. The castle makes fools and puppets out of all of us on occasion. If we look at anything with increased wariness, let's make it the castle and the world that brought this all about in the first place, hm?
Things should quiet down for a while now. Here's hoping that for a little while, people can appreciate the quiet instead of complaining about it.
---
[someone is on the roof, watching the stars through her telescope, with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders and a thermos of hot cocoa and an orange and a bar of chocolate. After all that ugliness, she felt like a little "me" time.]
[one more open post and then I'll leave this place alone for a while, lol]
Someone told me recently that the places that the castle turns into are real places, or at least in the past, have been real places; towns like Konoha, cities like New York, places that current residents can confirm as real, places where a few of them were even born and raised.
The castle put us through hell last week with a really ugly change. It was harrowing, awful, a survival situation; and if the pattern holds, somewhere else, these things might be real. We could have very briefly encountered a situation that someone, somewhere, is still dealing with, and has to deal with every day that they live. We only had to fight those creatures for a week.
It was horrible, and some of the crimes committed might be seen as inexcusable - but the people who carried out those acts aren't the ones we should be blaming for them. The castle makes fools and puppets out of all of us on occasion. If we look at anything with increased wariness, let's make it the castle and the world that brought this all about in the first place, hm?
Things should quiet down for a while now. Here's hoping that for a little while, people can appreciate the quiet instead of complaining about it.
---
[someone is on the roof, watching the stars through her telescope, with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders and a thermos of hot cocoa and an orange and a bar of chocolate. After all that ugliness, she felt like a little "me" time.]
[one more open post and then I'll leave this place alone for a while, lol]
(no subject)
Feb. 27th, 2009 07:21 pmthirdchildren.livejournal.com[so um. . . Shinji finally got the castle to give him a cello. after all the mind fuckery it put him through, it was the least they could do. so, since his journal is open and he's not paying attention, have this piece recorded by the journal while he plays it :o]
(no subject)
Feb. 27th, 2009 07:27 pmhatesdolls.livejournal.com( [private] )[there's some slightly cheerful humming as Asuka walks into the kitchen! She's been in a good mood since the castle has stopped making her see her dead mother and scaring her with tentacle aliens. Time to celebrate with junk food.
Her humming comes to a stop as she sees a certain Third Child baking. She quietly sneaks up to him, smirking]
SHINJI!
innocentashell.livejournal.comThat was... that stuff that happened, I can't believe it. It was horrible-- I just-- ... Miss Mamimi? Miss Misa? Miss Claire? Mister Subaru? Everyone? Are you all right?
Is there anything I can do? I wanna help anyway I can!
( Private )
Is there anything I can do? I wanna help anyway I can!
( Private )$25 back to normal = back to work
Feb. 27th, 2009 07:47 pmfinesse-bottom.livejournal.comI know that with the way things were recently that it's going to take a few days for business to pick up, but I thought at least having a sale on Protection Amulets and Charms would at least help.
[walking back to the castle now and talking]
It's still pretty weird in the town though.
[shuts the journal ~ and later opens it up when she's on her way to Haru's room since he hasn't asked her about his schedule for work ... and she hasn't exactly heard from him either]
Anyone heard from Haru? I mean since everything's returned? [figures its better to just go check on him and goes to knock on his door]
[walking back to the castle now and talking]
It's still pretty weird in the town though.
[shuts the journal ~ and later opens it up when she's on her way to Haru's room since he hasn't asked her about his schedule for work ... and she hasn't exactly heard from him either]
Anyone heard from Haru? I mean since everything's returned? [figures its better to just go check on him and goes to knock on his door]
18 Butterflies
Feb. 27th, 2009 08:08 pmeternalritual.livejournal.com[An unfamiliar voice is recorded...]
Where... Where is this?
[There's a small clattering sound, followed by a noise of surprise before the girl picks up what she dropped.]
No, no...
[anxious] Mayu?
[No answer; her unease rises.]
Mayu!!
(ooc: Loss start. >:)
Where... Where is this?
[There's a small clattering sound, followed by a noise of surprise before the girl picks up what she dropped.]
No, no...
[anxious] Mayu?
[No answer; her unease rises.]
Mayu!!
(ooc: Loss start. >:)
(no subject)
Feb. 27th, 2009 08:28 pmshipsnickxmaya.livejournal.com[this is Pearl in the kitchen, making food
except she's not doing so well reading the cook book
dictated;]
I'm trying to cook something, but I don't know what this book means. Can someone help me please?
[ooc: Open post!]
except she's not doing so well reading the cook book
dictated;]
I'm trying to cook something, but I don't know what this book means. Can someone help me please?
[ooc: Open post!]
Forty days and nights
Feb. 27th, 2009 08:56 pmonlyanapple.livejournal.comWell, that was violent and depressing, I bet Hastur would have loved it. I hope future fun and games at the castle won’t have such a high body count. Getting pissed at the Lux sounds like a good plan.
[Allen]
How’s your arm?
[Allen]
How’s your arm?
fluffydetective.livejournal.com[The entry is recorded by an unnoticed open journal as Near suddenly finds himself in a room in Cair Paradisa rather than in a warehouse in the midst of a confrontation.]
Hm... even accounting for the shinigami, probability that I am dead is low. 2.5%. There was a definite lack of heart attack symptoms or onset of pain from a gunshot or stab wound prior to this shift, and nothing to suggest that dying would be painless.
Then, there is the question of how I came to be here as well as the nature of this place.
Hm... even accounting for the shinigami, probability that I am dead is low. 2.5%. There was a definite lack of heart attack symptoms or onset of pain from a gunshot or stab wound prior to this shift, and nothing to suggest that dying would be painless.
Then, there is the question of how I came to be here as well as the nature of this place.
Fourteenth Article!
Feb. 27th, 2009 09:41 pmbunbunaya.livejournal.com[and Aya is singing over the journals again... or so we think. She actually has a recording of herself singing the song to play when she makes entries, and she now dictates!]
Well, now that the crazy incident with undead monsters is over, we need a bit of a laugh!
While I was doing my picture runs of the beasties, I just... couldn't help myself, I had to have some fun while I was at it!
[here Paradisa, have an array of goofy Necromorph pictures: Ranging everywhere from a Slasher with a pink ribbon on its head, to a Leaper in a blue striped sweater, to a picture of Aya posing beside an oblivious-at-the-time Divider, and to a picture of four different Necromorphs posed into doing the YMCA... lolwut?!]
And I couldn't have done this without my lovely speed! I have a whole album of these things! ♥
Take it easy~!
Well, now that the crazy incident with undead monsters is over, we need a bit of a laugh!
While I was doing my picture runs of the beasties, I just... couldn't help myself, I had to have some fun while I was at it!
[here Paradisa, have an array of goofy Necromorph pictures: Ranging everywhere from a Slasher with a pink ribbon on its head, to a Leaper in a blue striped sweater, to a picture of Aya posing beside an oblivious-at-the-time Divider, and to a picture of four different Necromorphs posed into doing the YMCA... lolwut?!]
And I couldn't have done this without my lovely speed! I have a whole album of these things! ♥
Take it easy~!
VII - SHR;
Feb. 27th, 2009 10:05 pmclawsofadragon.livejournal.com[Tifa's found herself in the library. She's writing in her journal there, as it seems a quiet place and she needs to be in a place like that, so she can think.]
...Did... I really just sleep through the rest of that? Seriously? I know I was hard up for rest, but really now.
Isn't that a little much?
I owe a lot of people for helping me out. Morrolan must have taken care of me the entire time. I hardly remember seeing him when he came up the stairs.
...I'm sorry, Morrolan. I didn't mean to make you worry. Next time, let's do these things together.
After that, I don't really remember anything.
There's a part of me that feels a little...
I don't know.
I really appreciate it, though.
This place isn't that bad after all.
(Assuming no one died...)
After what everyone went through, do we have to rebuild anything...?
If we do, sign me up.
...Did... I really just sleep through the rest of that? Seriously? I know I was hard up for rest, but really now.
Isn't that a little much?
I owe a lot of people for helping me out. Morrolan must have taken care of me the entire time. I hardly remember seeing him when he came up the stairs.
...I'm sorry, Morrolan. I didn't mean to make you worry. Next time, let's do these things together.
After that, I don't really remember anything.
There's a part of me that feels a little...
I don't know.
I really appreciate it, though.
This place isn't that bad after all.
(Assuming no one died...)
After what everyone went through, do we have to rebuild anything...?
If we do, sign me up.
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Feb. 27th, 2009 11:24 pmdestructiveness.livejournal.com( Private )It's been nice to be able to catch my breath now. I hope things like that don't happen often here...
unimportant.livejournal.com[heading out into the courtyard is one Zero, dressed the same as always save for that cape of his. it wouldn't be of much use when fencing, although he's not entirely sure what to expect from Lelouch when it comes to this...
after all, his friend was never very coordinated. but since he's been training in this place, who knows? that thought in mind, he glances over to the other male, sunlight glinting off the faceplate of his helmet]
Let me know if you get tired. That wound you got a while back was...
[drifts off, sure he doesn't need to discuss it further, and certainly not wanting to]
[ooc: open post~]
after all, his friend was never very coordinated. but since he's been training in this place, who knows? that thought in mind, he glances over to the other male, sunlight glinting off the faceplate of his helmet]
Let me know if you get tired. That wound you got a while back was...
[drifts off, sure he doesn't need to discuss it further, and certainly not wanting to]
[ooc: open post~]