nine bats

[crimsnlightning.livejournal.com]

[It is a dark and stormy night, Paradisa. In fact, it has been a month of dark and stormy nights, so, except for a brief stint as a pterodactyl, Myotismon has been enjoying himself thoroughly. What better time to cause havoc in town? Or practice harnessing the lightning from the storms and bending it to his will?

Or hovering outside random windows and peering in, occasionally cackling ominously.

Is he outside your window tonight?]

((ooc: open if you want to notice him~))

52

[payback.livejournal.com]

[dictated crabbily]

I wish some of the people in this castle would find better hobbies.

[ooc: this just happened, olol.]

(no subject)

[yeahitsortofis.livejournal.com]

[sigh. yet another night staying up late doing work, and he's drank all his coffee :( is too lazy to go to the kitchen, and he doesn't like the ghosts, so he's stuck with no coffee for the time being.

a loooooooooong yawn is recorded, then rustling of paper]

It's late, I know, but for the night-owls in the castle -- any of you guys up for a game of late-night pictionary?

Here, I'll start.


Careful, this one's tricky.

[20]: Deep thoughts

[thathoopyfrood.livejournal.com]

Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so.

Discuss. Unless you're an astrophysicist, then I'll just laugh at you.


[Clearly, bored Ford is bored. Humor him. And feel free to spot him if you're somewhere in the vicinity of Caritas, which is where he's having a drink or five, his journal open next to him.]

Fifth Floor Hallway

[bluespells.livejournal.com]

[So, if you're trying to walk down the hallway on the fifth floor? You might be having a little trouble. Sorry about that.

Two teenage boys are sprawled at one end, furiously button-mashing on RC remotes as tiny toy cars race up and down.]

I'M WINNING!

[OOC: Feel free to come join them. :)]

Un: What to do if you're swallowed by the Rift - An easy to use guide for the wayward Traveller.

[kinky-stopwatch.livejournal.com]

[The journal is open by the bed and there's a soft snuffle and a sigh as a hand reaches out failing to find the body beside him and meeting the bed instead. There's a soft groan as the body stretches out before realisation dawns that this bed is a LOT bigger than Jack's in the hub and he doesn't remember getting back to his flat.]

Jack?

[Mumbled sleepily as he yawns and scratches his head before his eyes widen as he looks around. This was definitely neither his flat or the room...had they escaped to a hotel and he'd been unaware? He climbed out of the bed and moved to the window.]

Alright...

[Mumbles a little panicked and looking around.. Before deciding the most likely solution was...]

What to do if you're swallowed by the rift...I'm sure there must've been a pamphlet on this somewhere in the archives, I just have to remember what it said. Hopefully not to hide under a table in case of a nuclear attack...

[mutters as he tries to think]

~4~

[ringaroundrose.livejournal.com]

SONIC!

Please please please come to my room! There's a big scary ugly monster outside and I don't have my hammer!!!

((OOC: Written VERY fast,nearly illegible as it blurs together. Myotismon scared her :o ))

(no subject)

[noyoyoshere.livejournal.com]

[after the humiliating incident here and Yui's wrath, Suboshi CRIED HIMSELF TO SLEEP really wishes Miaka and her warriors would appear, just so he could prove to Yui that he means every word of what he said to her. (Not to mention that he's worried about his brother.) Unfortunately they're obviously nowhere near the place and pretending an inanimate object is Miaka or Tamahome isn't good enough, so he has to settle for something else.

He's standing in the lobby, trying to sound more menacing than he probably looks as he talks into his journal - also an open post? >>]

If anyone else is up to any "pranks", you'd better think again. Hurt Lady Yui and you'll be paid back double!

Thirty Second Beacon

[recoveryone.livejournal.com]

I'm looking to talk to someone who has a key to the Danger Room outside.

What kind of a name is "Danger Room" anyways. [Gone]

( [Prime] )

action.

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

( Room Filter; )

thirteen

[redresolve.livejournal.com]

Somehow, even if my brother isn't here, I'm not scared.

Allen, Ravi and Miranda are really nice. But I've made friends who aren't Exorcists, too. Teresa, Jacob, Akito and Suboshi. Mm, but I'll miss them all when I have to go home again. If I can help it, I really don't want to have to say good bye.

[a thoughtful noise]

There was someone strange floating outside my window this morning.

(no subject)

[beeneverywhere.livejournal.com]

( PRIVATE )

003//Samus Aran

[screwattack.livejournal.com]

[There's a woman in a Power Suit sitting outside in the rain. Occasionally she'll remove her helmet to feel the rain on her face, even as it intensifies the longer she sits outside, but if she thinks she hears someone coming, she'll put it on very quickly. If you're quick enough, quiet enough, or just use the sound of the rain to your advantage, you can probably catch a glimpse of her without her helmet.

She has her journal lying near her, open, sheltered by a makeshift canopy of whatever she could find.]

So what do people do around this place? I don't necessarily mean to entertainment, just...in general. Is there some sort of mission? Are there people intending to accomplish something?

((OOC: Open to whoever's wandering by outside, or you can just respond to the voice entry.))

twenty-fourth

[lifeandliesof.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[Who's out in the gardens in this horrible weather? Albus is. The fennelworth leaves that he needs to use for his potion have to be planted in rain, and picked under the moon. So he's just a-planting in the rain, using his wand. Spot him if you want.

After a bit, he opens his journal and dictates into it.]

Ah, Euphemia, my dear. I'm planting a rare sort of tea leaf I read about; they're reputed to grow very quickly. How would you like to try a cup, when they're ready?

twenty;

[exiledtrion.livejournal.com]

...Doctor?

[sigh] Why am I not surprised? Every time this bloody happens...

Doctor, have you seen your self? Er, the one who's currently a cat, I mean.

[the creak of the TARDIS door is recorded, followed by an irritated huff as Turlough starts his search -- feel free to notice him wandering around, checking under chairs, couches, and anything kitten sized, looking for the Doctor.]

∞ 004 i said doctor doctor give me the news...

[onlysayinghello.livejournal.com]

( All Variations of 'the' Doctor + Torchwood Crew + Donna Noble )

009 ϟ the rain wasn't helping

[not_myfirstday]

( Sam Winchester )

third

[imakeyouhungry.livejournal.com]

[It's thunderstorm time in Paradisa, and Famine's hanging out by the door of the courtyard, watching the light show, maybe thinking about the Failpocalypse.

The journal's open slightly in case something interesting happens. Have at.]

2.

[shedoesntafraid.livejournal.com]

The 'villains' here are a joke.

(no subject)

[wolf-prince.livejournal.com]

It's still raining

[tap tap tap- starts filling the margins with bits of songs as he continues writing]


Even though I say that I'll pay more attention to this, it never seems to work. Perhaps it would work better if I didn't try to keep it in mind. With the journal's tendency to appear at inopportune moments [tap tap sigh]