(no subject)

[lovesmemory.livejournal.com]

I wonder why it is that some people were given children while others were not.

There are holidays dedicated to parents, which I find to be nice... but I do not think I will ever be a parent myself. It would be something interesting to experience as I do like children--but perhaps the castle is right in not giving us a child. I do not know how a mother acts.

However, I am sure Simon would be a wonderful father! A very loving and kind one.

97

[fiveby-five.livejournal.com]

( Private )

Wicked glad I'm sitting this one out. I wake up with someone I don't know? It ain't cause of a kid ...probably ain't a surprise either.

Let me know when the castle's done screwing with the wannabes. I'm not wading through a daycare to get Jack D.

But hey, least the brats get shoved back to nowheresville before you can screw 'em up that much.

(no subject)

[darkevangel.livejournal.com]

( Nagi; )

[this is dictated into the journal, she's in the kitchen, by the way, sitting on a stool with her legs dangling as she speaks]

And so how are all of you parents doing? Anybody strangle their little bundles of joy yet?

I imagine it's only a matter of time before somebody does.

[feel free to run into her in the kitchen or respond over the journal, whicheveh]

(no subject)

[mechanisation.livejournal.com]

( Wonder Girl )

( Batgirl )

(no subject)

[shipsnickxmaya.livejournal.com]

If anyone needs help taking care of their kids, I can help watch over them!

✧ 10

[flashsteps.livejournal.com]

[Yoruichi, Kakashi and kid are currently in the kitchen, surrounded by a bunch of miscellaneous stuff on the floor. said girl child is banging a wooden spoon on a bunch of pots and pans really, really loudly.

Supposed parental figures are just chillin', not really making a move to stop her.]

[to Kakashi;] Naruko's getting pretty good, isn't she?

[OOC: Open post, journal or kitchen~]

[28]

[revengefinale.livejournal.com]

( ROOM FILTER )

[Added in later.]

( YOKO )

[OOC: Breaking hiatus, temporarily, to do this. Please don't beat me. ♥]

(no subject)

[itsnotcaroline.livejournal.com]

All this talk about these kids kind of makes me wish I had a little brother or sister, back home. It'd make things interesting, that's for sure. [and then maybe she wouldn't be such a brat to her parents lmao]

(no subject)

[khaji-da.livejournal.com]

[Jaime is flying baby Ofelia. He reconfigured the armor around his hand to make a safety harness. Because wow, how dangerous is this? Ofelia is enjoying it, though.

After a while of flying, he descends down to the ground and lands not that far off from Ty Lee]

Annnd there. On the ground! Wasn't that fun?

[OOC: Backdated to the Wednesday afternoon]

:069

[devilmarked.livejournal.com]

( private )

( Ino )

Don't come bitching to us when the oh-so-lovely castle screws you over, I might be tempted to shoot someone.

(no subject)

[paradisamods]

[ OPEN POST | The Wanderer's Yard | for anyone still on the trip.]

[Just up over the next hill is an area fenced off by a eight-foot stone wall. Paradisa and things of stone; it really is a reoccurring theme. The front has a wrought iron gate that locked and chained. The walls, however, can be scaled and climbed over without a problem. With powers still gradually returning, it shouldn't be too difficult.

 

Inside are dozens of stone tablets, several feet tall and a few feet wide. The pillars are numbered, and each has a plaque with a title. Each tablet has a list of names engraved into them, some with enough names to spill over to the other side of the tablet. However, the only the last tablet is readable -- all those before it have had the names gouged out beyond recognition, and the title plaque broken off.

The last tablet is titled “Paradisa”. The list of names, numbering in the thousands, is of all the people who have ever been in Paradisa. Engraved names of residents who are still in Paradisa have been filled in with red paint, making them stand out.

The place seems to imply that there have been other places in this world like Paradisa –– or perhaps there still are. An abandoned, lonely atmosphere smothers this place. Questions are everywhere. What is Paradisa? What are they even here for?]


[ooc: mingle mingle mingle mingle mingle.

Also, feel free to tag yourself on this entry and The Pillar Fields' :) ]

Twenty two.

[asangelsfly.livejournal.com]

I've seen... this place do many things, but this is beyond my comprehension. I fail to see the purpose in this... [ a pause and what sounds like someone shrugging on his epic coat ]

( Dean )

0.015

[diffusive.livejournal.com]

"Ignorance is bliss" as they say and I, for one, would have been better of living in ignorance than learning of the trauma that is becoming an uncle of all things. [ tap tap ] However I am pleased that some higher power has decided to spare me from such torture, I would rather rip out my own eyes than deal with such bile.

Next time, Rubedo, do try to keep it to yourself.

07.

[seeded-flame.livejournal.com]

[The garden would look idyllic if not for the scorch marks and burned spots scattered about, and the flower bed that is currently on fire. Mai is standing in front of it, watching it carefully. Nearby some parenting books have been abandoned on the ground.]

....

[Oh, and there's a little girl with messy black hair several feet away - the same one who was at the WildKat. She's giggling and playing with ashes and dirt, trying to build something that may look almost sort of like a castle if you tilted your head and squinted. She's a mess, obviously.]

((Open post.))

♕ twenty six

[steelbound.livejournal.com]

[ Minato is sitting outside in front of the castle as his little, two-year old little boy is blowing bubbles in front of him ]
Did you see that one? That was a really big bubble! [ points at it ]

[ nods ] Yeah, it is.

[ ooc: open post lksdjf hahaah DURP fail ]

(no subject)

[mylifeisntajoke.livejournal.com]

JAMAL!!!

Leonard-Jamal Kirk Carter---! You put that remote down, or you're sitting in the corne-- NO! NO! DON'T PRESS THAT BUTTON!

TED! TED... YOUR KID BUILT A FREAKING ROBOT! ... OUT OF AN IPOD.

[machinery sounds, and ... laser sounds, a yelp, and then the sound of things being knocked down]

WITH LASERS!!

OH GOD OH GOD NO [shuffling, bumps and thumps, etc]

JAMAL I SWEAR I'M GOING TO GROUND YOU FOR THIS!! OR AT LEAST STOP FEEDING YOU KD AND PEPSI-- [PEW PEW; a yelp, and a squeak as booster slides on the floor, narrowly dodging the blast] AGH- STOP AIMING AT ME!

[OPEN POST; feel free to encounter the ipod on legs shooting lasers in the lobby, with Leonard-Jamal Kirk and Booster nearby]

((ooc: UM THIS IS WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE BTW Drawn by my boo Emmy))

(no subject)

[benihime.livejournal.com]

( Filtered away from Kuukaku )

(no subject)

[perverse.livejournal.com]

[After having managed to ninja his way out of taking care of baby Naruko, Kakashi doesn't hesitate to collapse against the first cushioned surface that he comes across. It made sense that the girl would be a spitfire considering her parents were a ninja and Yoruichi, of all people. In fact, Naruko made the drain he felt after over-using his sharingan techniques feel like a deep tissue massage.

The only down-side to this little down-time was that it would be over the instant said child's mother managed to catch up with him. For all of his abilities and ninja know-how, trying to outwit Shihoun Yoruichi had proven to be one of the more difficult tasks he'd ever taken on.

Right below parenting a female, infantile version of one fox-faced former student]

(no subject)

[payback.livejournal.com]

[is sitting on the front steps of the castle with her spawn with Madara (his name is Renzo. sldk) and her Arcanine. Renzo and Rin both have pinwheels (and they both have cute cat ears and tail too); she's showing him how they spin when he blows on them. There are some extra ones too IF ANYONE WANTS A PINWHEEL ♥]

21.0

[encryptedlock]

[Both the voices recorded here sound fairly echoing and mechanical.]

This journal records and transmits vocal and printed material in addition to small amounts of substance. Try to speak to it.

HELLO, PARADISA.

Please use a softer tone of voice. You will inconvenience others if you continue to yell.

I AM NOT YELLING. IT IS REMARKABLE THAT I AM ABLE TO SPEAK AT ALL.

Thank you. That is a much more appropriate tone of voice. Your ability to vocalize is hardly remarkable, given that both of your program donors are able to do so and have their entire lives.

THE HUMAN CHILDREN CANNOT ALL SPEAK CLEARLY.

It should be obvious that you are not a human child.

THAT IS GOOD. I DO NOT WANT TO BE ASSOCIATED WITH THE MEATBAGS.

[pause] I believe I will give you the nickname "Gary".

THANK YOU, FATHER.

I would request that you do not refer to me as "father".

I WILL DO AS I PLEASE, FATHER.

[Delta makes a small sigh.] It would appear that rampancy is an inherited characteristic.



((ooc: Yes, Delta managed to find some speakers for his iPod baby.))

xxfirst draw

[cutsupwind.livejournal.com]

[after a few hours of pouring through the journal someone is finally ready to make their debut. There is a noise of someone clearing their throat, which is followed by a soft voice] I believe introductions are customary at this point in time. I am Number… [there is a pause] well, I suppose organization rank has little bearing here. My name is Flora. Please do not concern yourselves with orienting me, I am well aware of the basic nature of this castle.

[she pauses again as she lightly taps the page with her nails] Although, if I might be directed to a weapon-smith, that would be appreciated.

(no subject)

[danceforglory.livejournal.com]

[Saetan is seated on the ground outside, dirtying his nice suit, with his baby boy next to him. Antole is giggling as the pond produces little waves and curls that a small boat rocks on top of. There are miniature sea monsters and tiny clouds; small whirlpools and little docks. It's a pirates greatest adventure in the ocean all set up for a little boy to play with.

As Saetan works his craft he explains simple things to his son, and lets him try to do the most basic parts himself for a little while. Not long, of course, no reason to wear the poor boy out. There is much joy and happiness as the two bond over their game.

Feel free to come and speak to the pair, even get a boat and set sail yourself~]

twenty-eighth

[lifeandliesof.livejournal.com]

[the following is overheard on the journals]

Papa, you promised.

I certainly did, Kendra, my darling. And I shan't break it. Now let's just get you tucked in...

[a giggle]

There we go. Now... which one shall it be... ah. Babbitty Rabbitty and her Cackling Stump.

[he turns to the journal] I am going to read my daughter a story; you can have your children listen along, if you wish. Mai, you expressed interest in this.

[clears his throat, and begins to read.]

( Babbitty Rabbitty and her Cackling Stump | ooc cut for length )

[ooc; Babbitty Rabbitty and her Cackling Stump copyright J. K. Rowling, etc etc. also bbiab]

(no subject)

[badassbewbs.livejournal.com]

[The Bleach mommies have dumped their kids on the others and have snuck away to enjoy a nice baby-free time in the onsen with a nice selection of sake. No men or babies allowed.]

Aaahh, just what the doctor ordered.

#004

[expandhorizonts.livejournal.com]

[If you're strolling around the castle right now, you might come across a girl standing before a mirror with an expression of horror on her face.

Yes, that's Neku, who was just browsing through his journal a sec ago, his inner voice laughing at all the "mommies" and "daddies". His journal now lies opened on the ground.]

Oh hell no.

[ooc: Loss start~]

(no subject)

[addonemore.livejournal.com]

[The kitchen always seems to attract a lot of traffic, so Riful is in one corner with her new girl child, watching people pass. It'd be easy enough to confuse them for sisters, what with how young Riful looks and a certain family resemblance, only the castle baby is dressed fabulously and her "mother" is... definitely not.

Every now and then her kid points nervously at someone, and Riful either nods excitedly or shakes her head. Hey, people in the kitchen; they're judging you.]

Hmm... what about him? Can you tell?

[recorded]

[nicememories.livejournal.com]

Ah!

What happened? This is weird... Are you here, too, Eva? Nina?

Hey...? Can anybody hear me? It's Dieter! I'm going to walk around, okay? It doesn't feel like it, but I guess I could be dreaming...

[a pause, followed by a yelp, as Dieter decides to pinch himself to make sure] Ow!

One

[why-born.livejournal.com]

[This is the sound of someone landing on a bed from quite a height. The last thing Wybie remembers is falling into a VERY deep well while fighting off something...terrible]

What? Where am I? Oh man, she didn’t say anything about a passage being in the well. She said it was the weird little door.

[And everything looks so nice and perfect, just like Coraline SAID it was. So Wybie's going to go right ahead and draw his own conclusions about this place]

I don’t wanna be in this world, I like having my life inside my body. YOU HEAR ME PSYCHO-MOM? INSIDE MY BODY!!

one rejection

[encendres.livejournal.com]

[ Stillness. Then the journal records a sudden jerk, as if someone's snapping awake. ]

What-- How did I get here?

[ Then it's a rush to scramble out of bed, and the sharp, thin singing of a sword being drawn. All the while, he's talking to himself, in a low but clear mutter. ]

This is impossible. The fonon separation should have taken effect by now. [A pause. Then, a sudden break into footsteps.] That stupid replica must have failed to destroy Van. Damn it, you piece of--

[ There's the sound of a door slamming open. And, after another pause, the faint but now traditional: ]

Who the hell put this nameplate on the door?

(ooc: New character voice! Tags may be slow, please bear with me.)

(no subject)

[mouthiness.livejournal.com]

[Deadpool and his girl, Skippy, are in the dining room and working off the massive amounts of food that they just ate. Deadpool's sitting in a chair with his palms up, and the little one is punching his hands.]

You can hit harder then that, girl.

I am! [And she is hitting pretty good for, you know, a toddler. He's been teaching her all the wrong things]

Oh come on, do it better! You're never going to beat up the other kids if you hit like that. [She yells as she kicks at Deadpool's hand and then falls over]

Ow! Damn it!

That was nothing. You're fine! Walk it off.


((OPEN POSTS ARE AWESOME!!! You know you want to have Skippy hitting you and your children 8D))