Movie night! \o/

[himesiriko.livejournal.com]

Who: Rise Kujikawa, and anyone else who's attending this shindig!
What: Movie watching, snacks, board games and other things to beat rainy-week blues!
When: Earlier in the day on April 9
Where: Room 1917
Rating: G/PG? I can't imagine it getting too out of hand.

( Party time~ )

((OoC: If you want to randomly show up, feel free. ♥ Also, to those involved, sorry this is so late. Meeting ran late, and then I got sidetracked, and then LJ decided to be retarded and not let me log in.))

number fifty-seven!

[commonerstyle.livejournal.com]

( Private )

( Lelouch, Suzaku, Kratos & Euphie )

[this part's dictated! LOUDLY!]

Hi, everyone!

§ 2

[iwas-cassandra.livejournal.com]

( [Private] )

(no subject)

[darkevangel.livejournal.com]

[the journal is open and picking up some very ducky sounds... you know, quacks, splashing, that sort of thing.... and then suddenly, dictated-]

Ack! I'm... back!? Well, thank goodness I wasn't in the lake, at least.

Ugh, I don't think I'll ever forgive this blasted castle for that... I think I'm just going to spend the next month in-

....Why is my journal here? How the bloody hell did it even get here!?

47

[payback.livejournal.com]

( Room 1102 )

Diary Entry 13

[songofspoilers.livejournal.com]

[have some geology related equation scribblings, that the mun hasn't got the foggiest about, but the Rock Composition and Stress Rated Density Paper she found online seemed to think they were good! So we'll go with it. River's in Ten's TARDIS somewhere, working on the samples she collected from the castle as it self repaired, and is getting more frustrated by the minute as the density results don't make sense with the composition. That sounds clever, yes? Good.]

Ad (Ø) = 1/G_x ƒ_p (Ø).r.k.AP, (5)
where ƒ_p (Ø) = Re [e ^-iØ {~1 (e^iØ) -- ~1 (e ^-iØ)}]

[frustrated, she slashes out the equation after the data readings didn't fit. Loud exasperated 'ffffff' and she rubs at her eye sockets. She may have been at this for far too long without a break.]

Right. Start again.

Ψ 3

[howigothired.livejournal.com]

[Foreman is out in the rain. May not be he most logical idea at the moment, but he's tired of being cooped up in the castle, and the town isn't all that far a walk. Plus, he wasn't a total idiot -- he's got an umbrella and such to keep him dry -- or at least try to.

Feel free to either intercept on the way, or meet him somewhere in town]


[Open post]

026; so let me see you smile again.

[i-findthem.livejournal.com]

[unaware of TEH DRAMAZ between Matt and Mo over the Sylar-and-Molly debate to kill all debates, she's buzzing with energy and actually acting her age. win :D]

Guess what?

I'm gonna be a FLOWER GIRL! [:D] Not only am I a PRINCESS but I get to be a FLOWER GIRL, too! [\o/]

71st feather

[dafiteison.livejournal.com]

[backdated to some ungodly hour of the morning or whenever that last thread happens to end ololol]

( Meta Knight/outdoorsy filter/idk )

2 flecks of Dust

[endofdestiny.livejournal.com]

[Lyra and Pan have discovered the Sunshine Room! And they are in there… wreaking havoc. Pan is shifting and they're both shouting and… well…being 12. anyone else in there is welcome to yell at them, express surprise at a shifting, talking Pan… or, y'know, join in!]


[open post is open! tagging will commence when I return from classes...]

005 ϟ things are different

[not_myfirstday]

[thumbing through the journal Elle tries to see if Claire had found anyone to help with the pie shop, but it's sort of difficult to read and walk Penny and hold an umbrella and stay out of the puddles that don't seem to go anywhere. What sort of drainage system does this place have anyway?]

Penny... hold on, you're going to give my palm some nylon burn from the leash. Plus if you get mud all over the room when we get back Claire is gonna be mad at me. [another sigh as her arm is yanked again]

Fine! I give up! [crouches down and unclips Penny from the leash watching the dog bound toward the open field loving the mud and the rain] Ugh... I'll have to give you a bath before you step foot into the room.

[and now umbrella + journal is easier to manage]

Uh.. did anyone talk to Claire about helping out at the Pie Hole yet?




[ooc: still on loss, feel free to either run into her, or talk to her!]

Abercrombie and...who?

[marcsstickybunz.livejournal.com]

[Journal is being carried and Marc is leafing through other people's entries with an amused smile. He reaches up and smooths his hair a little]

Hmmm I need a trim...

[murmurs to himself and the steps in the hallway take a stop as he peers into the mirror, his vision fuzzy]

What?

[Rubs his eyes trying to see clearly before a high pitched scream deafens everyone who can hear through his journal which now tumbles to the floor] There's a pause before he screams again.


((OOC: For those unaware Marc now looks like this - his clothes will never match, everything he wears will somehow magically just clash no matter what he chooses and his teeth now come out a mile))

018: i'm betting that the species will survive

[heroslayer]

[between all the rain and Angela and Matt's arrivals, Sylar's been a little restless. he's considering going up to the roof, to just stand in the rain and try and enjoy it, but that's where everyone goes to brood, whether it's raining or not, so he thought better of it. at the moment, he's sitting in his room, journal open, tapping on it with a pen, rhythmically, as he tries to decide what the hell he wants to do with himself]

( [Ruby] )

[20]

[revengefinale.livejournal.com]

( ITACHI )

( MADARA )

( INO )

(NARUTO/FOREST FILTER)

[Sasuke's currently outside enjoying both the rain and the fact that he has his own body back now, thank you very much! Even though he won't admit it to any one, he is actually enjoying the clothes that Yoko dressed him in and is even still wearing them. No big gay purple rope! Any way. He's in the rain, definitely soaked through by now despite being under the canopy of trees, staring up at the sky in thought, too focused to even notice that some one's chakra is coming closer.]

[OOC: I apologize for the double filter, Kayla!]

♣ 1

[professionaldefibrillist]

[there's been some rustling and page flipping. Yes, Kutner's been looking through the book so he kind of has an idea of what's going on, but just to be safe -- ]

.....Am I still unconscious?

(no subject)

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[Allen is in the kitchen, grabbing a quick snack of an entire bag of pot-stickers. He puts them on a plate to put in the microwave, when he yelps]

AH!!

What happened to the microwave?!?!

[OOC: This is why you don't let guys from the 11th century near appliances unsupervised. Open post!]

11.0

[encryptedlock]

( [Private] )

( [Tex] )

Hey, castle. I see that you're all bored, have cabin fever from the rain, or are having fun mocking people who fall into the first two categories.

So! Who would be interested in a paintball league?

[edited in later]

Okay, since some of you don't know what paintball is:

You get some teams together and give them each a color. Then everyone on the team gets a special type of gun that fires the paintballs instead of bullets. Add in a little impact armor and set the teams against each other in a field, room, or obstacle course. Depending on which style of game you're playing, you're trying to hold a location, capture a flag, or just eliminate everyone else on the opposition.

If you get a paint mark in a vital spot, or if you have a certain number of hits, you're eliminated and you have to sit out until the round is over. You keep track of score by the paint colors.

It's a training exercise, but it's also a game.

twentieth

[lifeandliesof.livejournal.com]

( Room 1508 // Gellert )

[LATER

there's a phoenix perched on a table in the kitchen, eating from a bowl of berries. you may or may not notice the fact that it's got a journal tucked under its wing]

[ooc; loss start. open, dudes and dudettes]

009. left me blindy here to stand but still not sleeping

[speedster-girl.livejournal.com]

[so during all of this, Daphne decided to slip out of her...new room, and have some alone time to deal with...stuff. She's kind of worn out, cause she's run the full spectrum of emotions in a very short amount of time. She's been happy and glowy and all in love and dopey teenagerish. She's been sad and heartbroken and grieved. She's been sulky and sullen and angry and therefore snarky and snarly, because she's Daphne. And of course by now, apathy and numbness have taken over pretty well. So. At least she's not murderous anymore.

She's sitting in the lobby and half-humming half-singing "Mr. Tambourine Man" to herself (don't ask her why, she doesn't even know) and doodling on a journal page like a bored high schooler. Feel free to poke, prod, and pester, or bitch about her using her journal as a coloring book, or that's she's off key (though it may not be physically possible to sing something by Bob Dylan 'off key'), or whatever]

019

[lordoffabulous.livejournal.com]

[dictated, ever so fabulously proudly]

I have come to a fabulous conclusion. Every single one of you in this castle are unfabulous. Unlike me, who is fabulous.

♞ seventh batsignal

[itwas-abigdog.livejournal.com]

[oh hey there Bruce gets back to his room to find his closet OVERFLOWING with robes... just shy of about sixty of them. At first glance he's confused, then he realizes they are the sixty robes he had placed in various places around the 'house' to help encourage Cass to cover up instead of wandering in her underwear thankfully his journal is open so everyone gets to hear him shout to her]

Cass? Why are there all these robes in my closet??

7 hits

[preparedforthis.livejournal.com]

[Duster is sitting on a lobby couch, snoring faintly, journal open in his lap. All the wet folks tromping past don't seem to be disturbing his nap at all, actually.]

[OOC: He's a very heavy sleeper. Anyone feeling mischievous?]

↓ 028 she knows where you are

[sent_farfaraway]

( P R I V A T E )

[shuts the journal and heads down to Sam's room to knock on the door and see if he's hung himself or something yet]

-1-

[jibun-no-hikari.livejournal.com]

Soooo~, this place… why do I want to think that that “I’m prancing in flowers” guy is back (I’m totally carrying weed killer with me)? I dunno, something feels… off. Weird? But… yet it’s kinda cool here! I just wish I knew why I was here. Maybe Riku is here! It’d be nice if he was at least. It’s kinda lonely not having your friends around.

[sigh]

I think maybe I’ll take a walk around. I’ve wanted to go back through my journal read some of the things Jiminy wrote down. Maybe there’s a note about this place. It seems a little weird so, investigating is what I do best… that and fighting heartless. I bet Donald and Goofy been wandering where I’ve been anyways. …I don’t remember seeing them on the train. Weird~ I’ll have to go down and check the station out. Donald is sooo gonna yell at me! Heh, more like squabble.

I just I hope my stay here is nice.

…and that maybe Riku… or someone I know is here as well.