(no subject)

[overninelives.livejournal.com]

( [Peter] )

(no subject)

[notamaiden.livejournal.com]

[An extremely frustrated cry.]

MEN!

[And another frustrated cry.]

(no subject)

[doctorcane.livejournal.com]

CUDDY!





...











What are you wearing?

3

[sargesfavorite.livejournal.com]

[there's a pretty girl in the library, who...seems to have slept on a couch. feel free to bug her]

λ^0.007

[hev-interloper.livejournal.com]

[A memory comes to Gordon's mind as he sleeps, and it's not a pleasant one. There's tossing and turning as the nightmare haunts him...

Gordon Freeman, in the flesh - or rather, in the hazard suit... I took the liberty of relieving you of your weapons: most of them were government property...

As for the suit; I think you've earned it.

( OOC Cut for Length )

Wisely done Mister Freeman! I will see you up ahead
.... ]

[There's a silent scream, and then Gordon rolls over, head in his hands to keep his breathing steady. It's difficult.]

[Some time later, after the panic attack subsides, he decides more sleep isn't going to happen tonight. Gordon dons his glasses and then wanders down to the kitchen with his tire iron in hand. It still feels odd; not like the crowbar did. But it's something he can use, anyway. Maybe he'll see about getting a firearm of some sort, too. Just in case.]

[[OOC: Open post!]]

180 - So Very Pissed

[devil-blue.livejournal.com]

For the intelligent folk among you that were a part of what transpired with myself over the last week and a half or so, do yourselves a very worthwhile favor and pretend it never happened.

You may assume what awaits you if you decided not to.

And to my dear friend, James. Did you not learn the first time? I am not fond of repeating myself, even if it is tearing your worthless body limb from limb and reducing you to ashes. But perhaps I need to make an exception, just for you.

(no subject)

[causeimthehero.livejournal.com]

CANADA!!

We're playing paintball! [Page number quickly scribbled down]

Everyone else should play too! Join my team!

First Shot

[specialagenth.livejournal.com]

I'm going to hazard a guess and say that maybe I need to take a leave of absence once I've finished my current case.

It's not usual protocol to change motels in the middle of the night, so either I'm sleepwalking into a better class of hotel or having a minor nervous breakdown. Fuck, I was really hoping I could hold off on the breakdown until after I'd arrested the Winchesters.

Virus 1: Entrance

[warcraftandcash.livejournal.com]

No. No fucking way. This magic stuff ain't real. I mean, it's just video games and, like, Larry Hotter and shit. This can't be real. I'm totally digging the ghosts thing, though. I want one for the office. I kept telling Nate that if he worked us like that, you know, nose to the grindstone, always helping people, I'd have a nervous breakdown.

I didn't think having a nervous breakdown would come with roomservice and magic, though. If I did, I mighta had one a long time ago, just for the hell of it.

Damn, this is awesome.

1 missing screw

[gatekeymaker.livejournal.com]

[sits crosslegged on the floor. She'd done what most others did, wake up and look shocked. Curiosity won out, and when she saw the journal on the floor she had to start reading it.]

Ok, let me make sure I have this straight. I'm in a magical castle? Some sort of nexus between worlds and this journal is how most people communicate?

[holds the journal upside down and shakes it, but nothing comes out]

I should be dead. We failed to save the world. Is this an afterlife of some sort?

(no subject)

[optimystically.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[anyone passing through the library will notice a certain spirit medium halfway up a ladder, and looking through some very strange and ~mystical~ books]

It's so hard to find anything in here, you would think they'd have a Dodgy Decibel system or something. I think it's by title... or wait, is it by author? [groooooooan] There's just too many books!

[help a girl out? open post]

fourth

[destructivetype.livejournal.com]

[Thirteen is sitting by the indoor pool with her pants pulled up and her legs dipped in the water. Open for anyone to come ~disturb her peace.]

eightteenth arrow.

[masterofloxley.livejournal.com]

( Much & Will )

48

[payback.livejournal.com]

[come early afternoon and Rin is making her way back up from the town, swathed in a bottle-green rain cloak and carrying several packages and an umbrella.

Although she's clearly headed back to the castle, her gaze is distant; mentally she's about a million miles away.]

[ooc: open post, dur ♥]

forty-five

[misslafosse.livejournal.com]

[The journal oh-so-conveniently falls open in the middle--maybe the beginning?--of an argument. Delysia's normal voice is heard, slightly high-pitched but clearly annoyed.]

How could you?! You just, urhg! You just let me broadcast my name to the whole castle and you didn't even stop me! Oh, I bet you got quite a kick out of that, didn't you? You knew that I would be upset once I returned to normal but you just let me say it anyway. What if I'd allowed you to reveal one of your secrets? How would you feel then?

[There's some huffing and puffing and stomping.]

Of all the-- I just can't believe you would let me do that!

(ooc: Loss end for Delysia. HOWEVER. The castle has seen fit to throw her AND Jun right into joint loss. See if you can figure out what it is. >D)

(no subject)

[supes]

( James )

$34 the A team does not refer to cup size...

[finesse-bottom.livejournal.com]

( Ada & Azula )

Rolex: Fashion Doctor Needed STAT.

[marcsstickybunz.livejournal.com]

[Mark still looks like an upturned poodle has fallen asleep on his head, so he has taken to wearing the motorcycle helmet York had given him the day before. ]

Mandy Mandy Mandy! You will not believe the gorgeous guy who helped me out yesterday...Ugh why did I have to meet him looking like Screech.

Anyway you have to help me, nothing I wear works, its like it changes when I wear it and I can't see without these bottle cap glasses. The castle won't let me have any new ones

[Have a pleading tone in his voice]

Entry the Fifth - Metamorphosis

[iownthehallows.livejournal.com]

It would appear that the castle has decided to turn Albus into a phoenix, you'll perhaps see him around the castle. I simply have one warning for you...

[hushed amused pause]

Watch your lemon drops.

[Small chuckle]

Also should anything happen to him whilst he is in this form and unable to use his wand, you WILL be dealing with me.

[spoken with a malicious smile]

There we go. Carry on doing whatever it was you find brightens your inane lives.

(no subject)

[protects.livejournal.com]

Note to self: excessive drinking isn't the answer.

Third Blossom

[maidensserenade.livejournal.com]

Excuse me! I have a question!

How can I get involved with working in the clinic? I'd like to be of assistance here!

Twenty-Sixth Key

[stellarsigned.livejournal.com]

[the journal picks up a sigh, and the sounds of clothes and other miscellaneous things being packed into a suitcase]

In case anybody is going to be looking for me, I'm moving into town.

016

[lilblackdevil.livejournal.com]

[some doodles of clouds across the upper bit of this page]

How many of the people here know of, or are able to use magic?


{added later}

It would be appreciated if you could elaborate a little with regard to the magic of your world, though that is optional.

0.76

[rememberwhy.livejournal.com]

( Friends )

( Five )

[ooc; tags will be slow :(]

(no subject)

[yeahitsortofis.livejournal.com]

[Room Filter]

[ted's just puttering around in his room, straightening it out, because it's starting to turn into a pigsty :( the desk is littered with unfinished blueprints and coffee mugs, a couple of plates stacked and crumbs everywhere, lalala]

...Need this? Nah. Stupid. [is sitting on his bed, putting notes in piles, then lets out a sigh and flops back, staring at the ceiling]

♞ eighth batsignal

[itwas-abigdog.livejournal.com]

[Bruce had managed to head over to Lana's in order to play Monopoly with her. For the past forty minutes to an hour the journal has recorded their game. Bruce insisted to ensure her that he wouldn't cheat ~ or that she wouldn't either... but he didn't exactly word it that way. However the game is entirely boring and Bruce hadn't recalled that part of the game. Hostile Global take overs were much more entertaining than this game... though he did like being the little car]

Lana I still can't believe I owe you that much for landing on St. James Place... [glances to her and pays her the paper cash before handing her the die]

Your roll. [and he tilts her head at her because she's staring at the die for a bit longer than she had been before] Lana? Everything alright?

Who... are you?

[looks at her a bit oddly]

It's Bruce? Bruce Wayne?

[aaand Lana screams and jumps up from the coffee table where they'd been playing the game.... and there goes the coffee table and their game]

Lana... it's alright, what happened?



[ooc: Lana's loss start!]

(no subject)

[hawkseye.livejournal.com]

[For anyone unfortunate enough to be hanging around on the second floor...

You might notice a full-grown man parading around in a wedding dress (apparently he plans to go floor to floor, puring the castle of its negativity), all while shouting out obnoxious stuff like...]

Wedding Engagement Gift~

[Of course it wouldn't be complete without him busting out a little shoujo magic want, and purifying random objects and people that he happens to come across with the love wave]

Saint Crystal Love For You!!

[ Mostly meant for Simon and Yuuri and their hamster ball antics, but anyone else who wants to encounter this hot mess before his loss is over is free to tag into the wtfery. ]

(no subject)

[broughtbiggun.livejournal.com]

It's soooo nice to be back in my own body. Another day and I was going to scream.

( Sasuke )

Hey, um, I've been here for a little while and I've been wondering...

What kind of food would you guys recommend? I mean, most of the stuff in the kitchen I've never seen before getting here and I'm kind of curious about what other people like since I haven't really tasted a lot of what's around.

So...what do you guys like?

::: Nine :::

[kicktherock.livejournal.com]

[The journal flips open as Knuckles goes over the day to himself]

I can't believe it, we managed to beat Ardy the Ardvark 2 with the best ending possible! I've never been able to collect all the Havoc Rubies before the final boss!!

And bat, you play a pretty good Kilo "Bucks" Maters.

Heh, I guess things don't always have to be so bad around you. Heh, maybe we should do it again?

(no subject)

[luthored.livejournal.com]

[ is sitting in one of the barns on the edge of town, curled up and leaning against a haystack while waiting to dry off. There's soft whimpering as she tries to keep her voice down while crying, but at least the somewhat familiar building is comforting ]


[ ooc; Open post! She ran off after this happened, which anyone with an open journal could have heard, and is being an emo little six-year-old in a grown-up body. I dunno how many people would be going to a barn, but it seemed like a logical place for Lana to feel comfortable enough to hide during a thunderstorm. Oh and...d'oh. Has a journal open, obviously. You know how those things appear. BD ]