(no subject)

[justthatunlucky.livejournal.com]

( Mr. Yasutora )

[OOC: Backdated to a couple days before they leave for the trip. Sorry! D| Final Exams ate me alive.]

(no subject)

[thisisyimhot.livejournal.com]

[offhandedly dictated]

Oh, she left.

(no subject)

[mechanisation.livejournal.com]

I have a question for the women here with small chests.

Do you ever get jealous or feel inadequate when you see a girl with a bigger chest getting more attention than you?

(no subject)

[lovesmemory.livejournal.com]

[the journal falls open during a conversation]

--you can do it! Here, let us try again. What is the product of four multiplied by seven?

Nnn... I dunno.

You do! You may not realize it, but you do.

I don't! It's too hard! I suck at math!

I believe in you, Johnny. You can do this.

But I can't!

Of course you can! If you cannot overcome this problem, then what will you do? You cannot let it defeat you! I have faith in you! [the sound of a finger jabbing a textbook goes here] Who the hell does this problem think you are?!

.................

T-twenty-eight?

Correct! Congratulations, Johnny. I knew you could do it! [a happy giggle]

[[ooc: ... if anything, she's a motivational tutor...]]

:067

[devilmarked.livejournal.com]

[ again Dante's entry is filled with scribbles, he's bored and obviously wants something to kill because that is his job... a job he currently CAN'T do it seems. ]

Boredom and creepy weather patterns aside, how are is the rest of you castle losers doing today? And how many of you have demons, ghouls and creatures that go bump in the night back in your world?

[ he's... chilling in town again, obviously ]

♜ { metamorphosis iv } once again there is light

[nocturnalson.livejournal.com]

{ Gladdened that the rain has finally ceased, Alucard is outside practicing sword forms -- just in case he should need to use them again. He is more comfortable in the clothing of his youth than in a more modern suit, so he is once again dressed in cape and coat. }

{ Anyone who would like to speak to him, or come across him in the green areas outside the castle, is more than welcome to. }



- ooc: I'll be taking a nap shortly, but I'm available after that. Open post! -

☆ 27

[thefierceness.livejournal.com]

[tap, tap, tap...]

( Danny )

[and looking out her window, she proceeds to draw one of the many flowers that has caught her eye for the past day or so.]

(no subject)

[mercyandlunacy.livejournal.com]

[He's just sizzling chillin' outside with Django's cats; he had to take them out since they're acting pretty restless. A black kitty is sitting on his lap while the other two are exploring the blooming flowers, sometimes bickering with the other. And it's so sunny and vivid. ...

A groan.]

It's far too "nice" outside.

Entry the Eleventh: The Chemistry of Love and Hate.

[iownthehallows.livejournal.com]

[Thanks to Albus' confusing and stalwart but emotional conversation four days ago Gellert has finally left his room and is now in the library once to study instead.

Although this is a little different. These books seem to relate to muggle history instead of his own. More particularly warfare and weapons. In front of him open beside his journal is a beginners guide to Chemistry. His blond head is bowed as he leafs through the pages taking notes.]

Hmmmmm


[Opens his journal and speaks]

I must ask is anyone there proficient in the muggle arts of ...Chemistry? Or science?


(OOC: Open post, feel free to bother him:))

(no subject)

[notmyfaultwall.livejournal.com]

I think...I like it a lot...better now! Because...it is not showering anymore.

(no subject)

[freelances.livejournal.com]

[there's a Tex in armor sitting out on the front steps of the castle, just kinda looking around]

All these bright colors are gonna give me a headache.

♕ twenty four

[steelbound.livejournal.com]

[ the journal is open as some flower petals, pieces of stem, and strands of blue hair.. fall on it. ]
o-ow..

[ if you're out and about/roaming feel free to run into Minato sitting on the castle steps with his journs, a few daisy chains (he's wearing one of them), and him trying to undo a braid. seems like he's pulling at/ripping it apart though.. along with his hair ]

[ ooc: open/journs post? pyon ]

(no subject)

[decoro.livejournal.com]

Mm..?

I thought I heard a noise..

[sheets rustle as she crawls out of bed! but when she opens her door, expecting to be in the hallway of the Phantomhive main house, she sees a hallway littered with named and numbered doors]

Paula? Tanaka? Anyone? I'm sure I would remember seeing a hallway like this. I'm not dreaming, am I? Even the room looks different..

It isn't cute at all!

(no subject)

[junescutie.livejournal.com]

[there is a rustling sound of someone getting up.... but then a long pause. A little girls voice calls out, getting a little louder]

Dad? Big Bro? Um, where are you... [there is a pause, and a thump as she kind of slides out of the bed. Her voice is a tad higher, and a bit more urgent] Dad? Big Bro?

I'm-- I'm scared... What is this place?

Ψ 5

[howigothired.livejournal.com]

[So Foreman woke up this morning and he was feeling a little -- different. Not different in a majorly noticeable way, just different in the sense that things were -- different. He wasn't feeling quite as motivated to poke around the clinic or do other work related things. In fact, he felt like doing a whole lot of nothing.

He kind of liked that feeling. But that was neither here nor there.

So instead of putting on his usual button down and slacks, he opted for a t-shirt and jeans, and decided he was out to cause a little trouble. He asked the castle for a few necessary supplies, and after a small side trip to the kitchen, he was ready to put that trouble into action. Here, have a Foreman hiding around the corner of the castle in the bright sunshine, balancing a full water balloon in his hand and waiting for an unaware victim to make their way around the corner.

Beware if you don't want to get wet.]



[Open post and loss start!]

55

[payback.livejournal.com]

( Six )

Page 32; . twelve .

[chosenfake.livejournal.com]

[There's the lightest shuffle of grass. It could be the wind, except it's moving the wrong direction, and darting between buffalo, who don't really like being bothered. Occasionally one snorts and moves away, in which case the strange 'breeze' pauses for a minute, then continues.

Said wind catches the attention of at least one teenager in the group nearby: Yosuke. He takes a glance around, then decides to investigate on his own. No need to bother anyone with it, in case it turns out to be his imagination. That doesn't stop him from grabbing his knives, though. Just in case.] Hello?

[Hey, that voice is familiar. Unfortunately, this grass is awful thick. What would Yosuke do if some tallish wild man with spiky red hair suddenly popped out right in front of him? 'Cause that's what's happening.

... He would yell, like so:] Whoa! [Then he would jump back and hold his knives in front of him for defensive purposes.] Watch out, you—!! ... ... Luke?

[Luke looks a little odd. He's taller than Yosuke by an inch, his hair is super long, and he's wearing some warmer version of his usual garments. The huge dark cape thing could use some patching up too.

The smile is all Luke, though.]

Hey.

[For a moment, Yosuke is silent. Taking in all the differences, no doubt.]

You... "Hey"? That's all you have to say? Where have you been!? After that hyperresonance, you just... disappeared!

( Not cut ICly; cut for length. )

[ooc: Joint post! Feel free to yell through Yosuke's journal or tackle Luke at the campsite or something.]

(no subject)

[halfgoddess.livejournal.com]

[the CRUNCH of something metal being flattened under a hand like a pop can. This, however, sounds like a very expensive "pop can". Someone noticed the camera a certain someone installed in her room. She's angry, so she's not bothering to filter:]


AUGH! Hiro, there is this thing called privacy and I think you need a HUGE lesson in it! Didn't we JUST talk about this?!

(no subject)

[hatethatsong.livejournal.com]

[recorded mutter, a written reply is being scribbled in the journal by our lovely castle magic for our deaf friends among us]

Wonder how long it'd take to burn it all away.