(no subject)

[supes]

Lara. [a laugh] C'mere, you, don't bug Shelby. He might be bigger than you but you're a lot stronger than him.

[a bark in the background, and a little girl's happy squeal as Clark scoops his kiddo up.]

Up we go! ... But not that high.



[ooc: On the castle grounds. Clark's playing with Lara and his dog. Obviously much earlier in the day. Open post :D]

:: 1st language

[shewhoishiswife.livejournal.com]

[a woman has just appeared in the middle of an unoccupied room in the castle. The journal picks up the sound of her breath hitching and a slap of flesh as she quickly grabs the back of a chair to steady herself. Amanda Grayson had been in the process of being beamed up to the U.S.S. Enterprise, and she hadn't thought the transport would finalize in time, but obviously it had--though she was left with a fleeting sense of weightlessness that put her heart in her throat.

However, this room is NOT where she expected to find herself]

Spock?

[she calls her son's name instinctively, utterly baffled; there must have been some kind of transporter error, but beaming from one planet to another is supposed to be impossible, and this doesn't look like any dwelling that T'Khul would have]

twenty-five;

[femininecharms.livejournal.com]

[is outside on the castle grounds together with Cass and Heyrick, their little bundle of joy for the week. why, it's a regular family outing!]

[Hayrick has spent the past twenty-five minutes eating sand, ripping flowers apart and making attempts at reaching Smellerbee's dagger, the only toy he really wants]

[he's trying again right now, only to get a stern look in return for his efforts] No. You can't have this. Cass'd never... [a whimper] It's not my fault! Your other mom's the worrywart, blame her. [the beginning of a tantrum, getting quickly shushed down] ..Okay, okay. Just this once. [looks around to make sure Cass isn't watching, then she hands him the knife and is rewardd with a happy giggle. aaaw. her heart melts. he's not a pretty baby, and yet...he's so beautiful :')]


[ooc: if anyone wants to have their characters with or without spawn drop by, feel free to. this baby here is an angry one, but the mom's are nice?? sort of???]

035; [accidentally dictated]

[firsttsurugi.livejournal.com]

[Cloud believes that Tear and Luke have gone to rest, and is currently sitting outside in the midst of nowhere, in the midst of returning to Paradisa, watching the stars as he contemplates everything that has happened so far. everything that he knew about Luke... a replacement of someone else? a replica... a clone... he can't rest, and there's an aura of a heavy conscience surrounding him]

Luke...

(no subject)

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[Recorded some time later as he's walking with the group heading back to the castle]

It's...strange.

My sense of direction has never been a very good one. It's not uncommon for me to get lost easily if I'm not paying attention.

And yet...the entire time I've been out here, I seem to know without any aid of a compass or a map where the castle is located. I don't know why or how, I just...do.

Isn't that strange?

.002

[my-six-hearts.livejournal.com]

[someone had carried the Weighted Companion Cube to the library some time ago, and had left it there. It sat propped against a wall near a bench, like an end table. Until now, its thoughts had gone unrecorded. However, someone else happened to carelessly leave their book and an open journal on the top of it, partially obscuring one of its painted hearts, presumably to return to them later.

now, as blips of thoughts float through its inanimate mind, printed words peck across the page as if being put there by an invisible typewriter.]

...I think I am beginning to understand now.

But...I don't think I like it.

№ 1

[gotskills.livejournal.com]

[Recorded. Anyone listening will hear the sound of somebody hitting the floor, then --]

-- AAAAHH--!!!

[and silence, then shifting.]

What? What's -- guys? Mac? Stella? What's goin' on? The shooting...

Oh my God. The shooting!

I'm dead. I'm - I'm actually dead! But - I can't die yet! I didn't - and Flack - aw, man... jeez, I'm useless. I hope they at least got out okay.

[A pause, then from where he's sitting on the floor, he notices something on the desk.]

Kinda anti-climactic for heaven. Or - wherever, I'm not really in a position to be choosy... what's this?

((ooc: I lied. Introing him now, will return later! o/))

what if there was no light // nothing wrong, nothing right

[speedster-girl.livejournal.com]

[Daphne's hanging out in the foyer, watching Daniella toddle around. Very funny look on her face. Feel free to bump into her and chat. Or ask her WTF is wrong with her.]

035; slow down there, child.

[i-findthem.livejournal.com]

[Molly's in the library, sitting at a table, surrounded with open books and a non!magical note pad filled with scribbles of the information she has been writing down. her legs dangle off the chair as she absentmindedly kicks them to-and-fro'. given she has her magical journal with her--she promised Mohinder on the first day she would carry it with her wherever she went, especially if she wasn't with him or Sylar--sounds of humming and murmurings can be heard as she scribbles more information she deems beneficial]

What other questions would a two year old ask? [Molly inquires to herself before the sound of pages being turned in unison with the taping of her pencil--tap tap tap--fills the library]

[OOC: Open to anyone! Feel free to bug her!]

♜ { metamorphosis v }

[nocturnalson.livejournal.com]

How are those with children fairing? Are they truly the name as normal children, or have you noticed anything out of the ordinary?

I cannot help but worry about life the castle itself has created, and for what purpose.

☇eighteen;

[alt-hulk.livejournal.com]

[Teddy's been busy with the computers all week, to make up for the fact that Billy's been busy with he and Deadpool's baby. (Ted's not jealous, no.) But eventually he comes out of his hidey-hole, laptop finally completed. He pulls out the journal, which he hadn't really been paying attention to:]

Finally got this laptop done, thank God. I never thought it was going to work. The OS that McGee gave me is absolutely beautiful. Riley, I've got a desktop in my room if you ever wanted to try networking some together.


And Billy? I miss you. ♥

(no subject)

[hello-wall-e.livejournal.com]

[WALL-E is currently wandering the castle with BB!ROBOT. Yes, that's right, EVE and WALL-E are the proud parents of...EVE-E! She's a funny looking little robot, but OMG CUTE. WALL-E is currently trying to figure out her directive. This is difficult as all she can say is "EVE-E!"]

Garbaaage?

EVE-E!

Oh...plaaaant?

EVE-E! EEEEEEVVVEEEE-EEEE.

...Directive? EVE-E, directive?

.........EVE-E!

[and so forth. open post is open. :P]

(ooc: so much credit to first_daughter @ DeviantArt for the artwork, isn't it adorable?? :D)

✯ eleven ✯

[sigma-hime.livejournal.com]

( private )

[is looking through a few books on baby names, trying to pick one for a boy]

Lucas, what sort of name do you think suits the boy? It feels odd to keep using "him".

002

[thirdturk.livejournal.com]

[Reno and Cissnei had tamped down his worry somewhat upon his arrival at the castle; as sentimental as it seemed, having his colleagues here helped make the whole 'magical castle' thing a lot easier to swallow. But still...things niggled.

So, recon time. If you're in...pretty much any of the hallways today, you might come across Rude, just looking around, taking in the castle. Gotta look at the uninteresting places before Reno shows him the bar important places later.]

Fourteen Rels

[wildandfire.livejournal.com]

Do these descendants have no special training? There is cuddling and story telling, but no training. A Dalek would be introduced to combat training by now.

Non-Daleks are very strange with their descendants.

(no subject)

[seeyoucowboy.livejournal.com]

It's been a while since that group head out there. It's disappointing, really. I was counting on them to find the exit. Because it's sure as hell not anywhere around here. I've looked.

I don't have much to return to since I'm dead, but I died the way I wanted. That's what pisses me off. Not many people get to die after taking out their enemy. Die the way they knew they would, the way they wanted to die. It's a luxury. That just doesn't happen often. Except in movies. But in movies, they never lose the girl, either. And I've lost the girl so many times that I'm just all out of feeling. I don't care.

It feels wrong. I should want to yell and get revenge on something, cry... but I just don't give a fuck anymore. I spent all my life barreling towards that one moment, but now it's gone and I'm a living deadman in a castle, waiting for some idiot to open the escape hatch.

What's taking so long?

[[ooc: ... oh man. Loss start |D ]]

boom ✷ 004

[messer]

( Flack )

( Amanda )

One;

[staggeringego.livejournal.com]

[dictated]

What's thi--

[there's a long pause and a snort of laughter]

You're funny Padfoot. Hilarious. Now the joke's over. Come out and tell me where we are and how you managed this one.

One Meatbun

[recklesskitty.livejournal.com]

[Wild TAOKAKA appeared!

Wild TAOKAKA used Sleep!]

( .... )

((OOC: There is a catgirl asleep in your bed! What do you do?? Open post.))

(no subject)

[livingsandbox.livejournal.com]

[the sound of some squeaking and nibbling and teeth going into a page. Gaara found an injured porcupine and kind of wanted to take care of it :( IT REMINDS HIM OF HIMSELF.

A sigh of annoyance.]

Stop... eating... everything.

(no subject)

[customersgtfo.livejournal.com]

( Crowley )

What is the appeal in sleeping? If you don't require it to survive, that is. Why is it considered so enjoyable?

(no subject)

[thirdchildren.livejournal.com]

[SNEEZE. COUGH. HACK. Groooooan.

SQUWAK.

The sound of something being thrown and a tired whimper.]

Shut up, PenPen.

(no subject)

[sohinky.livejournal.com]

I never thought I'd miss working this much. Ugh, I'd kill for a finger print analysis or a good old hacking of the FBI.

I need more ideas for how to have fun around here. One, two, three, go!