May. 17th, 2009

[identity profile] hannahyall.livejournal.com
UM... HI, someone in this tower.

There is like... a baby screaming, somewhere. Could you please shush them? It's kind of late, and uh, you that thing about beauty sleep? Yeah, I want some.

Thank you! ♡

L♡ve,
Hannah M♡ntana
[identity profile] scarredcalm.livejournal.com
[This is a very displeased Cloud staring down at the guy suddenly sharing her bed. A nice, fully activated Innocence is standing nearby, giving emphasis to her presence.]

What are you doing in my bed?

• 02 •

May. 17th, 2009 01:23 am
[identity profile] probied.livejournal.com
No one mentioned that there was a risk of randomly having children involved with living here.

... Not that I'm volunteering. I'm fine with my... uh. Tribble. Thanks.
supes: clark kent, hands in pockets, looking to side (Default)
[personal profile] supes
[Clark is stirring, and a bleary look around the room confirms that, yes, it is still night time. He moves to roll over and get comfortable again, but then.

Louder than he intends:]



Woah! What are you doing in here, Alicia?!
[identity profile] foxisaloser.livejournal.com
Hey, you! Yeah! All of you!

Shut up.

Some of us are trying to sleep, and all of that crying is hurting my ears. So knock it off already!

11

May. 17th, 2009 10:34 am
[identity profile] lord-morrolan.livejournal.com
["Awkward" did not even begin to describe the situation, as far as Morrolan was concerned. Never mind that it was extremely improper for a Duke to be caught in bed with a lady he'd only met recently, much less one not of his House. Or that he hadn't planned on having children of his own for, probably, at least a few centuries. Or that he even had doubts about their child's very reality.

Rather, it was the fondness he could already feel for the construct that was causing Morrolan the most confusion.
]

I had always thought to name a son of mine Adron, after my uncle. What say you, my lady?
[identity profile] iheardrums.livejournal.com
[the Master is instantly wary when he wakes up in a bed that isn't his own, sunlight streaming through the windows onto his wine-red duvet. what's more, there is a larger body curled around his own - probably because /someone/ likes to snuggle in his sleep - and he is Not Very Happy about this, no matter how naked the other man is, and he is, in fact, fairly naked, as the Master is as well.

the Master takes a banana from the bowl on his bedside table, feeling distinctly irritated by its presence, and hits the other man on the head with it]


Go cuddle with one of your other selves, will you? Except for the idiot with the hair, that would probably just be painful.
[identity profile] sigma-hime.livejournal.com
[waking up next to a stranger is enough to weird anybody out, especially because Yuuho hasn't shared a bed with anyone ever since...when? There's a feeling of presque vu - she has yet to connect it to that time with the handcuffs.

The room is unfamiliar, and her sword isn't there either. Not good. She had better get out of these sheets and find some answers quick.]


[identity profile] sofaultless.livejournal.com
[and someone's sitting up and looking at Prime. Obviously referring to the fact that he's in her bed:]

You're not supposed to be here, and I'm sure we both know that.
[identity profile] danceforglory.livejournal.com
[Saetan rolled over in bed, pulling the cool sheet up a little more as he drifted at the edges of dreaming and awake. It had been a good dream, there had been his wonderful boys and they had been so very happy with their ships on the Ghost Sea. Just a little longer, to be able to hold onto that memory of joy. But it couldn't last, nothing like that could last, and he was pulled from sleep by sleepy childish whimpers.

Saetan shuffled out of bed and through the newly adjoining door to his room as if it had always been there. It wasn't until he was lifting a small boy from his crib that Saetan realized that he hadn't done this recently and this particular baby, this beautiful boy with large golden eyes and bronze skin and dark hair, hadn't always been his. A distant muted memory of a baby crying and a tangled web he couldn't remember drifted forward as he gazed at the baby.]


Hush darling, Papa is here now. Everything will be fine...

[It was painful and wonderful, and as he rubbed the boy's back and bounced him gently Saetan closed his eyes and basked in the wonderful milky smell of his child. Saetan walked back into his room and settled on the bed, his new small child resting in his lap and drifting off to sleep once more as his loving Papa held him to keep the nightmares at bay. Dictating softly to keep from waking his child]

Does anyone else seem to have a child. And a nursery?

?8

May. 17th, 2009 12:08 pm
[identity profile] zone-of-truth.livejournal.com
[Someone is very, very confused. Just saying. Have some childlike giggling in the background as the kid has started getting into Sweets' stuff, and this is dictated]

I'm aware that some people woke up with partners and children this morning, but how many of us woke up as single parents? Just -- out of curiosity.

[a long pause, before a hesitant, uncomfortable laugh]

Maybe we could start a play group?
[identity profile] fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com
[Yawning, Del turned and snuggled against the chest that was right next to her. She didn't sleep often, but now had seemed like as good a time as any and-

Chest? Propping her head up so only her sharp little chin poked into the person she was next to, she looked up into a face she didn't recognize and crossed her eyes to bring him out of focus. Maybe that would help.

It didn't. Reaching out to poke him a little, she completely filed to notice her state of undress, and probably wouldn't care even if she did.]


Helloooooo... Mr? Uhm... There's a door.

001.

May. 17th, 2009 01:02 pm
[identity profile] drives.livejournal.com
[Soo...last time he checked, he was in a prison cell waiting to go to court and be arraigned for charges involving his escapades with A-T and Behemoth. At least, that was what he knew was going to happen the next day when he went to bed on that crappy cot they give you for the night.

So why was he suddenly in a much more comfortable bed, fully healed, and sharing it with his former best friend? And where did the cats and dog come from? And the bird for that matter?

WHAT IS THIS.]


...Is this some sort of joke? Because it's a really bad one.
[identity profile] capableof-both.livejournal.com
[waking up next to Sylar's not really any big surprise, so there's nothing to trigger Mohinder that anything might be different until he goes out into the main part of the apartment their room has conveniently turned into and sees the extra door. Not just Molly's room, but yet another one. Huh. Naturally this calls for exploration, and the sight of a crib with an unfamiliar child in it--all curly black hair and skin lighter than his, but darker than Sylar's who blinks up at him sleepily with dark brown eyes then holds up his arms, reaching for him and calling him something that sounds suspiciously like "daddy". He stares at the child for a long moment. The child stares back. After a long moment there's a bit of a lip tremble and a more insistent "Daddy, up." Mohinder swallows, and picks the child up in a daze, carrying him out in to the living room and sort of just staring at him, completely unsure of what to do next, while the boy wriggles down and immediately starts trying to pet both Axl Rose and Lynx who have come to investigate]

[automatically]

Be gentle...[right. wtf is going on? he should possibly go wake up Sylar, but, well, that would require taking his eyes off of the child so, he just sort of calls out]

Sylar? We have something of a situation...?
[identity profile] makemethe-hero.livejournal.com
[after the inevitable wtf of discovery and such by him and Peter of their bouncing bundle of energy, written]

Apparently the castle's figured out a way somehow to be completely equal opportunity, though, of course, there's no clear way of knowing how she came into being or where. But she does seem to be pretty much an even mix of both of us, so...well.

I suppose chalk one up for magic over medicine and science.

Oh, and congratulations, Angela. You're a grandmother again.
[identity profile] shedoesntafraid.livejournal.com
[just got up not too long ago; she's watching smellerbee sleep]

the fourth

May. 17th, 2009 02:18 pm
[identity profile] exhikki.livejournal.com
::Mr Hanekoma::

My...daughter is here with me at work, since the mother's nowhere to be found and I have no idea what her name is. I hope you don't mind.

::/Mr Hanekoma::

[Chiba's at the WildKat, explaining how the espresso machine works to a intrigued-looking little girl whose hair keeps falling into her face. There aren't many customers at the moment, though the number is increasing bit by bit. Come talk to them :D]

☠ 003

May. 17th, 2009 03:06 pm
[identity profile] bellcharm.livejournal.com
[this would be Rhyme in the kitchen, standing on a step-stool and REAAAAACHING for that top shelf of the cabinet. so she can get the bag of flour down. she was baking cookies but can now feel the full effect of not having her big brother's shoulder to climb up on. B|

open post, come help out? escape your screaming children. or bring your screaming children! it's all-purpose family fun: helping/teasing short little girls and baking/eating/stealing/throwing cookies. or cookie batter.]
[identity profile] bro-codebreaker.livejournal.com
[all morning there have been various odd dictated requests coming from the journal...]

Hey, castle. Can I get a life-sized model stormtrooper? And a bookshelf with neon accent lighting? ... No, not THERE, over THERE. ... Awesome. How about a flatscreen TV? Like, a BIG one.

... Sweet.

[this goes on for several hours - someone has decided to finally decorate his room properly. other requests include filling the bookcase with DVDs - action movies, comedies, and a couple of shelves dedicated entirely to porn. until, finally --]

And now, le piece de resistance. One minibar, please, Castle.

[poof. minibar.]

.... Wait, what do you mean, it's EMPTY. ... The whole point of a minibar is to have booze in it. .... [heavy sigh. snags the journal and stuffs it in his pocket - it's like having a Crackberry with pages - he can't go anywhere without it now. tromps downstairs to the Lux to get some stuff to stock his Brand New Minibar. walks in ---

-- and promptly walks back out, eyes wide, flattening himself to the wall next to the door, as if there were some kind of dragon or something in there. grabs the journal and opens it up]


Anyone wanna tell me why the Lux suddenly looks like a reject set from The Lord of the Rings??
[identity profile] addonemore.livejournal.com
[Someone is not happy about this latest change. Waking up in the castle for once, with someone else no less, and with the contents of that adjoining room? If looks could kill, Riful would have massacred this whole floor.

And hey, she sounds about as pissed as she looks.]


This isn't funny.

[to Joshua:] If you don't deal with that thing, I'll dispose of it myself.
[identity profile] iownthehallows.livejournal.com
[Stirs and buries his face into the smell of lemon drops and peppermint frogs. A soft smile crosses his face, before hair tickles his nose and he blinks coming round. His eyes opening to a sea of red, and a firm back pressed against his chest.

He blinked in amazement before pushing himself up on one arm, the sheet falling about his waist as he took in the sight of Albus before him.

His face softening he smiles in delight, chewing on his lip thoughtfully, his eyes returning with a long lost sparkle.

He reached a hand forward and tucked a strand of hair behind Albus' ear, before leaning down and pressing a kiss on the lobe, whispering his name to rouse him.]


Albus? Albus wake up.

[His accent softened by sleep.]
[identity profile] igotyourgun.livejournal.com
[groaning, most likely from a slight hangover, he rolls over, his arm flopping over another body he assumes is a girl he brought back to his room with him.] Mmmph... [curls up... closer because he's so sleepy and whoever it is is warm ;;]
[identity profile] masterofloxley.livejournal.com
[grunt. he's not exactly disturbed by waking up next to Marian. this ... is very normal. curls up against her all the same though. snuggles :3]

Entry #10

May. 17th, 2009 04:30 pm
[identity profile] tagurdead.livejournal.com
[dictated in annoyance, she doesn't like you, or your kids]

That is certainly a sound I was hoping never to hear again.

[identity profile] bluespells.livejournal.com
[Billy rolls over and makes a slightly annoyed noise when he has to move even farther to find Teddy-warmth. There is scooting and rearranging and cover-stealing, all without Billy opening his eyes, until he's arranged in a nice spooning position.

It takes a good ten minutes for him to realize that the person he's spooning around is not Teddy shaped.







And that there's a baby crying somewhere.
]

WHAT?!
[identity profile] redcarpenter.livejournal.com
[Rubbing his eyes a bit as he slowly comes back to consciousness and rolling over. It takes him all of five seconds to realize there's someone else in his bed, and suddenly he's sitting bolt upright and staring down in shock, very much awake now.]


((OOC. Backdated to early this morning I suppose :3;))
[identity profile] winchester-john.livejournal.com
[He wakes up to sunlight streaming through his window...and a sense he's not alone.]

[He doesn't move right away, just lays there with his eyes open, trying to get a sense for who might be in his bed and why. It's a larger body...if he didn't know better, he might say it was male. Not exactly a point in the intruder's favor, at any rate.]

[Moving slowly, he sits up and turns...yeah, that's a man in his bed, one he's never met. And a glance around the room reveals there's a door where there wasn't one before. He has no clue what's going on, but there's only one way to find out.]

[He rolls out of bed quietly, moves around to his partner's side, and stands over him for a moment before wrapping a hand around his neck and squeezing as a means of waking him up.]


Morning.
[identity profile] fun-with-fire.livejournal.com
[Madara wakes up and just sort of... okay. Warm squishy cuddled up beside him. He watches her.]

[Entertaining, Castle. Very entertaining.]

[recorded]

May. 17th, 2009 05:10 pm
[identity profile] noyoyoshere.livejournal.com
[upon waking up in the morning, Suboshi notices that he's not alone - which is only strange because while he and his brother have been sharing a room, they don't need to share a bed possibly]

Ani-- ki...?

[... that doesn't look like his brother, and when Suboshi realizes where he is, he hastily scrambles backwards and off the bed, but manages to take the covers part of the way with him]
[identity profile] pyrotechnicalty.livejournal.com

- looks kinda like my brother, don'tcha think? [A deep inhale- Kuukaku's obviously smoking her pipe, and then a swift exhale.] Quick learner too, huh?

A bit, but he's definitely got my eyes.

[A grin, they made a pretty good kid, huh?]

Of course, he's got us for parents after all, doesn't he?

Good point- should we really be letting him try those kidou though? [Another deep inhale and a hum.] ...nah, he'll be fine. There's anough healers around in any case. Wonder who else got one.

He'll have to learn someday, won't he? Better sooner than later. And we can watch him here.

[musses up the little guy's hair affectionately]

Depends. Check the journal?

Good idea. [A chuckle and she notices that their conversation has been transcribed.] Well, if anyone else does, they know we got one too.

Wouldn't be much of a secret much longer anyway with the way he's looking at your fireworks.

[A pause and then a snort and a chuckle.] ...that's my boy.

[An amused sound] Who'd have thought either of us would get a chance to say that?

Seriously. Hey... [A split-second where a name pops into her head.] Saku, you hungry?

Saku?

...s'his name, isn't it kid?

...un, kaasan.

You pulled that out of nowhere.

[Asks the castle for little kid food--]

Wait, what do kids his age eat?

...dunno. Saku, ask the castle for what you like.

...un.

[ooc: Red is Kuukaku, Orange is Rangiku, blue is their 'kid' Saku]
[identity profile] cantsinganote.livejournal.com
[The light shines down through the large windows onto the soft four poster bed, casting over the bodies of two men. The taller one burying his head deeper into his pillow, sighing as he slept obliviously. Enjoying the warmth emanating from the body beside him.]

Four

May. 17th, 2009 06:07 pm
[identity profile] ratjamlol.livejournal.com
[Now, waking up in a random woman's bed is no new experience for Owen. In fact, it happened on a regular basis back home. He must have been seriously hammered last night, but he's absolutely certain it was a /good/ night. He props himself up on his elbow, smirking and very pleased with himself.

Well, until he realises he's sharing a bed with one of his closest friends. Because that definitely /isn't/ regular
]

WHAT THE BALLS?!!!!

145.

May. 17th, 2009 06:25 pm
[identity profile] oirokenojutsu.livejournal.com
[assuming he's back at the castle by now with his ninja speed and all, he wakes up alone in bed but does not fail to notice the little girl staring at him with huge blue eyes from the edge of his mattress; he YELPS and scrambles, only to fall off the bed with a huge thump which makes his toddler giggle]

Oh, you think that's funny, huh? You little brat, why-

...do you have a tail...

and fuzzy... ears...


MISO!

[yes that's what he named her shhh; adohasdh jumps at her with a hug because he recognizes her T_T even though Haku isn't here anymore and there's more giggling and happy noises] You're so big! How is this even possible?! It's been like... a year!

[baww but he's so happy, he loved his castle!kid]

☇004

May. 17th, 2009 06:29 pm
[identity profile] stoptrannytime.livejournal.com
[ no one is hating this more than Mariya right now. Tolerating a stupid, snotty brat that keeps calling HIM Mommy for some reason. Even if it has his eyes, he's not feeling any gooey connection like the other dumbasses in the castle. Still, he's acting like the perfect lady, sitting with the toddler in his lap while it slaps at a children's book and mouths some words it learned quietly, and the journal's open nearby ]

I still can't believe this! For the castle to do this... What's the point? I would never have a child out of wedlock! But this poor thing has no one else to look after it if we don't.

A-ah... Kyon-kun... I think he needs his diaper changed. We should be potty training him, shouldn't we?

Kanako-san? Are you all right? Did you also find a child in your room?
[identity profile] dodger-literati.livejournal.com
[It's been a rough day. He wakes up with Rory in his bed, which is cool...only she wasn't there when he fell asleep, so clearly nothing interesting happened.]

[Except, of course, for the new door in his room and the little girl behind it that's been calling them Mommy and Daddy. So now Jess is wrestling the small one with his journal laying open...]


Look, will you...can you just...if you don't hold still, I can't...RORY!! There's a kid and she's acting like you! HELP!!
[identity profile] payback.livejournal.com
[Rin is in the kitchen scrambling eggs with chopsticks; every time one finishes cooking she snatches it up and tosses it to her Arcanine, who is sitting on the other side of the counter. She's got cute black cat ears and tail, and Misa caught her and redid her wardrobe so she's dressed in an adorable frilly Gothic Lolita outfit at the moment.]

[She's frowning, the tail is lashing, the ears are either pinned back or drooping, and she's quite obviously not in a good mood.]

[Bother her. You know you want to. :D]
[identity profile] lostmytoad.livejournal.com
[wakes up like he normally does--rolling over and snorting and mumbling--but comes full awake when he realizes there's someone else in his bed]

What--

[realizes WHO is in his bed, and jumps out of it like it's on fire, and runs to the opposite wall. fairly screams]

MALFOY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY BED??!

008

May. 17th, 2009 07:33 pm
[identity profile] immybrother.livejournal.com
[Two vampirates plus baby in tow are in the kitchen attempting the horror known as feeding time. Necessary journal is near by]

I guess we get to name him whatever we want to. [A pause] What about Jake? Or maybe Stephen? Or how about William? [Another pause, and he'll decide it's a good idea to pay attention to what you're doing now] Are you sure he can eat that? What if he chokes on it?
[identity profile] timeto-wakeup.livejournal.com

[Simon's...not really surprised to be waking up with Kaylee, well, at least, not just yet. Until he remembers that things aren't like that, here, not yet, because he's kind of...well. Unsure of exactly how to proceed. Anyway. That's not the point. For some reason, Kaylee's in bed with him. She was not there when he went to sleep. There was no drinking. He is puzzled.

Not quite as puzzled by the Kaylee as the cooing and babbles coming from a room that wasn't there last night either.]


Ah...Kaylee. [he nudges her very gently]

Wave #6

May. 17th, 2009 08:01 pm
[identity profile] just-the-pilot.livejournal.com
ExpandPrivate (though the Serenity crew can see if they want) )

[dictated]

Um, yeah. The castle decided to spare me on this one, which is good as my wife is not here. Don't get me wrong, you people are great, but... if she ever does show up and I'd had a kid with someone else, she'd probably hear about it, and then I would be in for some glaring.

The point of the babbling this time, though...

Any of the kids get to be too much to handle, I'd be glad to watch them for a while. I've been told I'm not terrible at it, and I don't hate it, either.

So, feel free to shout at me if you need a break from parenthood. And I'm Wash, for people that don't know. Not the one in armor.
[identity profile] srsblack.livejournal.com
[Sirius has woken up to a lot of crying. Not particularly pleased, he trudges towards the new room in his bedroom, opens the door, picks up the crying baby and--

wait a minute...]


...the hell!?

[And he rushes back into his room, baby still in arms, looking around for a mother who may have left the kid in his place and---]

E-Evans? [>/] EVANS, get out of my bed!

[backdated to this morning!]
[identity profile] bsaa.livejournal.com
Whoever thought it'd be fun to leave their baby in my room had better come and claim it.

That kid can just keep crying for all I care.
[identity profile] perverse.livejournal.com
[Oh snap, son. It's not every day you wake up next to a naked Yoruichi.

It seemed her infiltrating his bed had become somewhat commonplace anymore.

A guy could get used to this. Have a masked smile and a little wave]


Back so soon?
[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_fredless/
[There's all the normal sounds of a body getting up for the day. A yawn, a bit of stretch -- both kept fairly quiet so as not to make the person sleeping next to her. She untangles herself from the sheets and uses her fingers to get the worst of the tangles from her hair.

The water running, teeth being brushed.

Then total and utter silence.

Followed by more if it.

It's thick enough to be breakfast now. Only for once, she's not hungry.

She nudges her companion as casually as possible]


Wesley? Are you awake?
[identity profile] luthored.livejournal.com
ExpandPrivate )

What can I say that everyone else hasn't already? I wasn't around the first time this happened, but I doubt it's any less alarming even for the veterans of the castle. How long were they here before, when they were just babies? Are they all the same age?

She looks like she's between two and three years. I don't know if the castle created her or simply brought her here from another dimension, but... It doesn't feel like she's anyone else's. She feels like...she really is mine.

I guess I'm going to be staying in the castle for a little while until this blows over. If it becomes too much of a problem, I'll see if I can take her back to my hotel room.

It would be stupid to get attached. But we should at least name her.
[identity profile] thisisyimhot.livejournal.com
ExpandMadara )


It is rather odd that there are far more complaints about docile creatures and small children than cults and hordes of monsters.

10 hits

May. 17th, 2009 10:10 pm
[identity profile] preparedforthis.livejournal.com
[Duster woke up to find a child. No partner, just a little person who appears to be his son. This has been a difficult concept to grasp.

But he's leading his new responsibility by the hand, down the stairs and into the kitchen. The boy is a tiny non-limping version of Duster, sandy-haired and large-nosed. Duster himself still looks deer-on-the-highway stunned, but he's focused on not letting the toddler trip.

So, yeah, you should totally run into them. Bring the family!]
[identity profile] silentrefrain.livejournal.com
[written down in her usual scribbly style]

Where will they go when they disappear?

To the City? The Castle?
[identity profile] brokenmage.livejournal.com
[Is asleep in a certain ninja's bed.

...'Sup?]
[identity profile] reallymessedup.livejournal.com
[dictated into the journal a bit awkwardly]

Is this thing on? Looks like...

Uh, I'm new around here, so humor me?

I just watched a ghost make me a sandwich.

These are like... Casper the Friendly Ghost ghosts and not... Thirteen Ghosts ghosts, right?

Because if I see a bathtub full of blood I am so suing for unhygienic living conditions.
[identity profile] twogirlsonetuck.livejournal.com
[Unlike many of you, Tucker woke up alone in bed today. Dammit. However, he did have a door in his room. And behind that door...]

Junior?

[... and to be dead honest? He sounds kinda choked up.]
[identity profile] benihime.livejournal.com
[Urahara's currently sprawled across the bed of his room--never mind the fact that he'd fallen asleep in the back-room of his shop, which is nowhere near the castle.

Obviously he hasn't noticed his guest just yet, as is apparent when he shifts his position so that he's lying on his back with limbs spread out over the entire mattress (not to mention said guest).

Snore~]
[identity profile] fired-once.livejournal.com

[It had been an average night for Tony Stark; drinkin' at Travis's bar, doing some late-night work on some minor modifications for his suit, and hitting the hay at about 5 AM- suffice it to say, he really wasn't about to wake up early... except that there was decidedly something wrong here]

 

[He hadn't gone to bed with anybody, and his arm was definitely draped over something rather warm and... well, he's experienced the sensation enough to know when he's sharing his bed with a woman]

 

[Cracking open an eye, though not shifting his arm off of whoever it was, because it was rather comfortable, the first thing he noticed was a messy head of... what color hair was that? Kind of red, kind of not. Regardless, the covers had been knocked off some time over the course of the night, so he was offered a good view of her rather feminine tank top, which his arm was draped on, her shorts, and the legs said shorts did little to cover]

 

[this is when he also notices that she looks rather young for his tastes, so he withdraws his arm and speaks up, first clearing his throat, then going on]

 

You know, as much as I appreciate the company... [he kind of nudges the girl, making sure she wakes up] I don't think you've got the right room.

 

[when she wakes up, she'll be sure to notice Tony's wearing less than she is; just a simple pair of black boxers... she'll also probably notice the giant glowing thing on his chest, but hey, she's the one who woke up in his room, not his fault if she gets an eyeful]

[identity profile] reallymessedup.livejournal.com
[dictated rather... distractedly]

--stop with the big scary grave thing, that'd be... Huh? Where...?

...Did I lose time again...?

Cho? ...Starless?

[sounds like he wanders into the hallway]

...Okay, so I've wandered into a five-star themed hotel. Great.

Does that mean I'm done killing zombies now?

[a pause]

I'll take that as a yes.

Feeling kind of... Woozy. Must be jetlag...

[he wanders back in, but trips over his journal]

--Floor!

[THUD]
[identity profile] variare.livejournal.com
[ transcribed, and he sounds exhausted ]

How do you make kids go to sleep? It's late, and she just keeps wanting to play. There's no way I can give anymore piggy-back rides.

[ muttered ] This is so weird. So so weird.

Suu, maybe you could try singing to her or something.
[identity profile] interferes.livejournal.com
[The first thing Eight notices when he wakes up is that he's slept for quite a bit longer than normal, and he vaguely hopes he hasn't been turned human again. The second is that Grace is human -- and is very warm because of that -- so he moves to snuggle a bit closer, only to notice one more very important thing:

They aren't alone.

Sleeping peacefully between the two of them is a little boy with soft, curly ginger hair, one thumb popped in his mouth. Startled, the Doctor sits up, careful not to disturb the sleeping child.]

[completely baffled]
Erm. Grace?
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[personal profile] sent_farfaraway
Right. So I get my own body, which thanks castle I really appreciate that one. However I'm not sure the trade-off is working in my favor at all.

I've got a new roommate, and apparently one wreath induced kiss - what five months ago - has now given Bela and me a kid? Whatever. She's stolen most of my boots and is clomping around the room with them.

Thankfully she didn't end up with Bela's accent because if I had to hear 'Please Mum may I have some more?' I seriously would've choked.

So I take it we've all just assumed this is the castle, and not some random cosmic soul mate thing right? Because if it's trying to tell me something? I'm going to laugh.

A lot.

[more sounds of a closet being torn through]

Bela? I really wish this had been your room.
[identity profile] wolfisdumb.livejournal.com
Practice, McCloud. It's just practice. Even though you weren't even sure when you were gonna ask her and this is a totally different-- Practice. Come on.

... [a slight huff, above a sudden noise of what seems to be a combination of puppy noises and children's squealing]

Anyone else get two of 'em?
[identity profile] uzumakibeatdown.livejournal.com
[Kushina is waiting out front of the castle for Minato. He said he'd be back today, didn't he? She wasn't going to waste a second in the castle while he got to her room. So she waited, and waited, and-

Hey! Was that blonde hair she saw? And maybe a white coat too? Definitely! Before she could hesitate any more, Kushina was off running towards the figure. It had to be him.]


[OOC: Back-dated to this morning when Naruto and Minato arrived back from the trip. :] Yay for backtagging!]
[identity profile] aint-quiteright.livejournal.com
I could be relieved. It would be right to be relieved. Being too young, not being experienced enough, too many other problems could occur.

Still I know the castle gave me a child before, I had it inside of me... but I don't get to have one that I can see. I wouldn't have minded seeing what it would've looked like. Less parasitic and living off of me of course.

About the Archive

"Paradisa Lost" is the archive of what the journals contained between December 1st, 2006 and January 10th, 2012. On that final day, Paradisa issued new journals, so that the residents could fill them up again. While there are still residents around who have old journals, we have chosen to preserve the old journals here for muns' reference and history.

"Lost" in the title refers to both the old journals that the residents once kept, and also to our move to Dreamwidth from the original Livejournal community, where Paradisa started. It is a fresh start for muns, as well as for the characters.

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