167 - Soldier On

[devil-blue.livejournal.com]

( [Library Filter] )

thirty-two: issues

[demonmagnetism.livejournal.com]

[since everything went back to normal Xander's mostly been keeping himself to himself in his and Anya's room (which thank god got restored THANKS GIANT TENTACLE), spending his time recovering from the exhaustion of the battle-- and of course thinking about Lorne in his own quiet angsty way. But right now he has a very sexy question to ask as he stares at his recently unbandaged arm]

So how do you know if you've got gangrene.....?

004. where do we go when we just don't know...

[winchester-john.livejournal.com]

[It's been a hellacious few days, and John's seen and heard far more than he would ever have cared to. He's stuck with Mary and tried to check in on Dean, but it's been hard and more than a little disturbing.]

[Hence the fact he's out walking around the castle now, just to get some fresh air and let the relative quiet soak into him. Journal in hand, just in case, he's steadier with the quiet atmosphere surrounding him. After a while, he finally opens up the journal and frowns at it, hoping that he's figured this out right...]

[Mary]

I'm out around the castle if you need anything. Sorry, I...forgot to leave a note. I just needed a little time to clear my head, and...it's getting there. Anyway, come find me if you need anything, okay? Love you.

[/Mary]

[Dean]

You around, buddy? Just wanna make sure you're holding up okay. I'm...around if you need an ear or anything else, for that matter.

[/Dean]

[11]: How I missed you, my life.

[not-a-lez.livejournal.com]

That's not funny, castle. Things were good! Okay, well, there was that thing with the midget, and that guy who's mom looked exactly like me, but oh my god, Dr. Baird. He was amazing, and smelled like frosting, do you know how many guys like to bake? And I may have read all his mail, stalked him just a little bit, and accidentally roofied him, but he still wanted to date me! And we had the most awkward Valentine's Day date ever, but I think he's still interested. And MOST IMPORTANTLY, in 2009, I've had sex two more times than Jack Donaghy. So if you could send me back now, that would be great.

[pause] So um....what did I miss?

[18]: Comfort Food

[pie-maker-ned.livejournal.com]

[Someone was uh, hiding in his room pretty much the entire plot, because with all the death and zombies and whatnot, he really didn't want to be running around out there with a "gift" like his. He's not sure what to say to everyone, but the least he can do is offer some comfort food. So once again, there are freshly-baked pies in the kitchen, of all sorts. Feel free to serve yourself a slice! Ned is busy baking more, but feel free to bug him too.]




((ooc: Open like an open...thing! Chuck-mun, if you want to say Chuck was hiding out with him during the plot, that's a-okay with me. :D))

022. I haven't seen the sun for weeks, too long, too far from home

[gracefulwoman.livejournal.com]

(ooc: backdated to yesterday, slow mun is slow)

[there's lots of pen tapping and sighing, a few letters drawn before being blotted out with ink, not enough that one could ascertain what would've been written]

( [filtered to SereniCrew] )

( [flitered to Adam and Peter] )

#7

[flack]

[Have some confused whining and uncertain barking as a small puppy poke his way around the room, along with some hesitant sniffing at the journal, before barking right into it. Loudly. Then there's some more whining and a thump as the puppy hops off the desk and making his way through the room.

Then there are some noises of things being pushed around, and some stuff falling over before Flack manages to find the door and starts scratching at it for a moment, wanting to get out. Growlithe is just watching him from the bed, amused, and after a little bit of scratching, Flack sits back on his haunches, staring at door intently for a moment, before a doggie door appears at the bottom of it.

There's a happy yip, followed by the squeak of the hinges as he sticks his head through it, looking around both ways before making his way out into the eighth floor hallway, sniffing at everything as he went and occasionally scratching at something that he deemed needing investigating.]

[Open post is open. Feel free to come find the puppy.]

001 ✈ amusing attempt

[makethingsright.livejournal.com]

[Nathan wakes up suddenly a sharp gasp of air taken in by him and recorded by the journal. He didn't even remember getting into bed let alone falling into that heavy of a sleep. Things were blurring a bit these days... it was probably the very lack of sleep that had pushed him to the edge. Reaching his hand out across toward his night stand he feels for his phone... for the glass of water... for anything remotely familiar that he knew he'd have there, but instead his hand just brushes against the pages of the journal. Sitting up straight he lets his eyes adjust and then lets his thought process adjust because this is not his apartment in DC]

Hello? [gets up and moves to the closet where he proceeds to at least find clothing that fits him and gets dressed quickly forgoing the usual shower in the morning for the time being and just heads toward the door opening it]

Well... it's not locked at least. [and have a Nathan Petrelli slightly ticked off wandering the castle halls without a journal because he left that behind]

001.

[broughtbiggun.livejournal.com]

[Awkward tiems get. She's finally back in her own room with her own journal annnd she figures she might as well do something with it seeing as how it's supposed to be used as a communication device...]

...Hello?

Um, I'm not sure how this works exactly, this is one of those times when Leeron's really helpful...but since I think I'm going to be here for a while, I might as well say 'hi' or something.

So...how's it going?



[Added in a minute or two later]

My name's Yoko, if anyone'd like to know.

Sixteenth Beacon

[recoveryone.livejournal.com]

Well...that was a pleasant sleep. A remarkably pleasant sleep, considering the week of hell that just passed.

( [Ianto] )

( [Toshiko] )

( [Shikamaru] )

( [Travis Touchdown] )

( [Lorne] )

( [Stark] )

( [Clinic Staff] )

[ooc: And yes, he is totally in a clinic bed still. And yes, he totally has his helmet on.]

Trial the Sixth

[trialinsession.livejournal.com]

[Seeing as the castle seems all swept up in its doom and gloom after the attack of the Necromorphs, someone has taken it upon himself to try and make things a little more uplifting.

Outside the Deathmatch, he's set up a table with various tools of the trade spread out upon it: his red silk top hat, a deck of cards, three cups with one small metal ball, and various other things. Umbreon seems to be milling about, as well. On the edge of the table is an open journal, just to make sure everyone in the castle knows what's going on.

He begins with a quiet "ahem".]

Ladies and gentleman, it's come to my attention that this place has been lacking in a certain... air, recently. Despite the losses we have suffered, I highly doubt our friends would wish us to be so down on ourselves in their absence. I think it's about time we tried to make things a bit more cheerful! Don't you?

That said, if you are free today, please come to see the magic show being held on the second floor, outside the DeatMatch, right now! Who is performing, you might ask? It is none other than the great...

Themis Gramarye!!

[And you had thought the journal would stop sparkling once Bacchus was gone, didn't you? Silly castle.]

(ooc: Loss start. OPEN POST! Thread-hop if you want or whatever. Keep in mind his wardrobe is completely different, even though I lack proper icons for such an occasion.)

(no subject)

[supes]

[written, neatly]

I know this comes belated, but I wanted to thank every single person who helped out last week. You all did a fantastic job; many of us wouldn't have made it if it weren't for you. It was very appreciated.

My condolences to anyone who lost someone.

(no subject)

[justifiedmeans.livejournal.com]

( [private] )

[the methodical firing of a gun can be heard--someone's found the shooting range and is totally not letting out some pent up frustration :| ]

[[ooc: open post~]]

023. Left a note and said "I'm sorry, I had a bad day again"

[gracefulwoman.livejournal.com]

[hastily scrawled entry]

I cannot and will not deal with this right now.

[journal shut. She'll be...out. Somewhere. Maybe at Adam's shrine. Somewhere Nathan WON'T BE. ;_; ]

first ★ dictated

[lovesleo.livejournal.com]

A magical castle that whisks you away from your home and gives you anything you want for a price. It sounds like a faerie tale that a mother would tell her children to teach them about being grateful for what you have, doesn't it? I believe Archie would find this fascinating.

For now I won't question this. If it's a dream I'll wake up shortly, and if it isn't...well, I'll deal with that when the time comes.

Right now I'd like to see this 'magical journal' work! So I'll introduce myself.

My name is Stargirl Caraway. It's a pleasure to meet you all.

Oh, and before I forget! If you come across a cinnamon colored rat who goes by the name Cinnamon, please let me know. He seems to have wandered off by himself.

eighteen;

[exiledtrion.livejournal.com]

( Ford )

( Fifth Doctor )

9 ☆

[an-eveningstar.livejournal.com]

Well that, was the completely and utterly the most irritating experience of my life. And it's been quite a long one, congratulations, castle.

Though, I do apologize...If I was particularly rude to anyone on my way back inside. Falling to Earth for the second time was just as unpleasant as the first. [A slight pause in her dictation here, she sounds uncomfortable, but sincere] Another resident informed me of the world change and I...I'm also sorry about those that were lost.


[[ooc: yvaine was katamari rolled by the prince, and probably accused the person nearest to her of doing it, feel free to say it was yours, if you like]]

(no subject)

[eternal-jinchu.livejournal.com]

( Private )

I hope this place gives us a break. As much as I love excitement, I think prefer a more bland and mediocre existence.

fifth.

[perfectblue.livejournal.com]

[dictated, because why bother writing when you're a cranky former godlike being?]

I suppose if I am going to continue on in this marginally amusing place, I ought to make some effort to acquaint myself with the rest of you unfortunate creatures.

State your name and your purpose, and I shall decide from there if you are worthy of further attention.

[07]: That went well.

[mypondhasnofish.livejournal.com]

If that's the worst this place has to throw at us, living here is gonna be a piece of cake. Space zombies is pretty much like a day at the office. ...A really crappy day, mind you, but still. [pause] It'd be sweet if that didn't happen again, though, and I hope people are relatively okay. If not, I suggest beer, and possibly fishing.

ninth arrow

[masterofloxley.livejournal.com]

[lalala, after having tended to a weak and healing Marian for the past three days, Robin is taking a break by sitting in the hall near his room, head in his hands, and trying to get rid of the worst. headache. ever.]

[ooc: OPEN POST :O]

(no subject)

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[Allen is in the stables, standing silently in front of a stall that contains a deer. He seems to be watching the deer while in thought himself. Tim is flying around quietly, inspecting the place]

[OOC: open post~ ]

☙ 004

[playfultease.livejournal.com]

( Private )

004; lucy in the sky with mushrooms

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

That was completely ridiculous and unnecessary.

[GRUMPY DOCTOR IS GRUMPY]

Does this castle make a habit of kidnapping its inhabitants and throwing them into vague, ill-defined living quarters for several days?

(no subject)

[redresolve.livejournal.com]

[Rinali's found herself sitting near the duck pond and she's meditating! At least as best she can with all the things running through her head. It was supposed to be a calming experience but, somehow, it was only irritating her. Probably because Jo, her puppy, was running around barking at everything that moved. Sigh! She half-hoped that when she opened her eyes again, Kanda would be sitting next to her complaining about the noise.

Meditation is serious business. So, clearly, you should pester her.]

0.009

[diffusive.livejournal.com]

[ rustling, a groan and the sound of someone waking up... then silence...

only the silence doesn't last long, first there is some frantic shuffling and then with a distinct KID VOICE: ]

R-Rubedo? Where-- RUBEDO!? RUBEDO WHERE ARE YOU!? [ have a shit load of distress man ]


(ooc; kid-loss get! )

(no subject)

[iheardrums.livejournal.com]

[the Master is curled up on Nine's bed, purring blissfully away...

and then he's suddenly a Time Lord again!

...and he's still purring. >> Old habits die hard?]

004 ~

[returningfaces.livejournal.com]

That's...really not an experience I'd like to repeat. I mean, it's really not normal to fall out of the sky and still be alive. But...I heard you guys kind of had it worse, so now that my heads stopped pounding, would someone mind filling me in?

And could I get a head count of the people from....my world? I swear to God, if one of you left without me, I'm going to be angry.

Also, to the budding Picasso, whoever you are...thanks for all the drawings...but really, did you have to make so many? I think I stepped on five on my way in the door.

020; may you be forever young.

[i-findthem.livejournal.com]

[bb!Molly strikes back---with pictures]

I make pretty things!

( The pretty things! )

I'm Molly Walker and I live in room five-one-one and I like friends. Would you be my friend? I'm very nice! [:D]

First steal

[hyper-thief.livejournal.com]

[recorded yelp, then written after a few minutes]

Oh poopie.

Where am I? I mean… This doesn’t look like Besaid Island. And where are all my spheres? And… why do I only have First Steps? I’ve never used this one, except back when we were just starting out as Sphere Hunters. Yunie? Paine? Has Sin come back? I don’t see any crazy machina or anything. But what else explains this… different place. I'm kinda scared.

(no subject)

[galaxy-blue.livejournal.com]

( Private )

( Naruto )

(no subject)

[misa-approves.livejournal.com]

[Before aliens, Misa was hired by a local bakery to pass out free samples of sweets and fliers. Contractually obligated and needing to get her mind off of things, she is doing so in the kitchen

in this outfit

please enjoy her tables of cupcakes so she's not bored and mopey]



[OOC: |D Open post, come try her ...cupcakes. I might have to run soon, but I will reply as long as I can and hit back tomorrow everything else~]

[ "006" ]

[lethaligneous.livejournal.com]

Part of me wishes that I was back in that damn Level 5 place again.

A whole lot safer.

( Meredith )

018

[maces.livejournal.com]

[Shayera is sitting up on the slanted part of the roof with her wings wrapped around her; there's no mace in sight, come poke her?]

[OOC: Open post is very open @_@]

42;

[cruxified]

[Kratos isn't doing anything particularly interesting as usual, just sitting in the field under the stars with a fuzzy green and mint puppy in his arms. Occasionally, the pup gets a little tired... then perks back up and licks lazily at Kratos' face.]

... four thousand ninety-six... four thousand ninety-seven...

[ooc: Open post!]

It's Not Easy

[http://users.livejournal.com/_fredless/]

[Fred's sitting on the steps on the castle, looking like there is something very, very wrong with the world. And for hers, there very much is. Because there is a big giant Lorne-sized hole in it. At the moment she is holding a small leaf, just his shade of green, and twirling it between absent working fingers.

You just might have to step over her.

✿ 004

[elusivememory.livejournal.com]

( Syaoran-kun )

( Fai-san & Kurogane-san )

[[ooc; the mun fails... and is sick... and lots of crappy stuff happened so yeah. /fails]]

second ★ private;

[lovesleo.livejournal.com]

( private; Dear Leo... )

FIRST HUZZAH!

[huzzahs.livejournal.com]

HUZZAH!

[There is a massive smashing sound as something, with journal, smashes through the ceiling of the first floor, and slams onto the ground with a great crashing noise that fills the room and echoes through the journals with GUSTO!]

...Hey, wait a second...this place is DIFFERENT! Real different. Strange different.

Quote? Curly?...Misery?

Where did you go? Where did I GO!?

What is this place?! This place looks weird! I hope no one minds the hole in the ceiling.

[ooc: Totally mod approved entry, and both an open post and a journal entry. COME BUG HIM!]

♙›♕ Two

[nanboleyn.livejournal.com]

[Anne is up on the roof, looking down on the Gardens and surrounding area. Her mind is elsewhere though, deep in thought and wondering why God has chosen to spare her like this. There is so much she doesn't understand, although she has given the journal her full attention since she arrived and was given the explanation. She is more than a little overwhelmed by the information she has read, however she is quite well versed now. It pays to be prepared, and not to display shock as she did on her arrival.

She opens the journal and smiles.]

If I am to remain here, then an introduction would be appropriate, one can never have enough allies and friends. I am Anne Boleyn, former Queen of England, and it is a pleasure, I'm sure.

035; LET IT ROCK, LET IT ROCK, LET IT ROCK

[blinkandyoumiss.livejournal.com]

[Anyone keeping an eye on Bart's journal at his time would get to watch him draw a picture of an Atom-kitten, because he's kind of tired but for some reason still awake.

It stops, abruptly.


And, precisely one second later, Bart (with journal nearby, because he was searching for new entries periodically, just in case) comes out of superspeed in the middle of the lobby, with a thud. Not unconscious, just dropped to his knees, cause... sudden drop in speed, hi.

To anyone hanging out in the lobby, this is gonna look like Bart just dropped out of nowhere.

There's a stunned silence from the speedster.

And then, relieved and only slightly hysterical laughter. PEOPLE ARE MOVING AGAIN!]



{OOC: Loss is go! Timed to midnight. Post is openbeans for threading.}