(no subject)

[thosedamnruneys.livejournal.com]

Ow, my head... I must've hit it off something when I passed out last time... Lara would be so mad at me if she were here...

U-Uhm... [totally trying to think up a good conversation topic]

Does... anyone here have any experience with monsters?

022: may god have mercy on our dirty little hearts

[heroslayer]

[written simply, as someone doesn't trust his voice at the moment]

He's gone.

[yeah, Mohinder's gone home. he'll be on the roof, if anyone cares to try tracking him down, though he probably won't be much for company. if not because he doesn't say much but because he'll be trying to kill whoever dares to bother him. because, you know, violence fixes everything, right?]

(no subject)

[noyoyoshere.livejournal.com]

[Suboshi is kneeling in front of room 1501, Yui's former room - the name plate is gone. He'll probably stay on his hands and knees there for a while, possibly looking ridiculous as there are also scattered flowers he'd planned to finally try to bring Yui on the floor, moping over the thought that he'll never see Yui again. Woe, he doesn't even have her ribbon to creepily stick inside his clothes or maybe sleep with it under his pillow.]

Lady Yui...


[OOC: Another open post sdkfjsk. >> Journal works, too, although he isn't paying attention to it. YET?]

Episode 137

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

[epic freakout of epic proportions]

No... no, no, this can't be happening. Not him. Please not him!

1 Sword in the Stone

[excalibured.livejournal.com]

[Arthur sounds politely bored] Hello. Since it appears we are to be stranded in this place for quite some time, I think it would be best if I introduced myself. My name is Arthur Pendragon, and I've been told a few of you may have heard of me. I look forward to meeting you, and since he seems to be otherwise absent, I arrived with my manservant Merlin. Speaking of...

[He then sounds amused, though there's an edge to it. Also he's ignoring the fact that it's well into the afternoon] Merlin, the funniest thing happened this morning. I awoke to find not only no breakfast, but no sign of you. I do need to be dressed, as unlike some I don't intend to laze about all day long.

After that, you can pick up this room, it's gotten dreadfully messy.

Twenty-Eighth Article!

[bunbunaya.livejournal.com]

THIS JUST IN!


DONUT IS

NOT WEARING

ANY UNDERWEAR

TODAY!


That is all.

Brought to you by the Bunbunmaru Newspaper and Aya Shameimaru. ♥

(no subject)

[drives.livejournal.com]

[Akira is outside lying in the grass because the roof is too crowded these days and thinking about life and all things Castle-y.

Feel free to bug and/or step on him~.]

(no subject)

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[Filtered to Friends/Friendly Acquaintances]

A few days ago, someone very dangerous from my world showed up. We're not sure what he's capable of here and he hasn't done anything yet, but it's better to be careful.

His name is the Millennium Earl. He seems to end all his sentences with hearts, so it's easy to tell when you are speaking with him.

Please do not try to fight or confront him directly. He's extremely powerful and dangerous.

And whatever you do, do not make any deals with him, no matter what the circumstances may be.

[OOC: Pretty much anyone he's talked to with a few times and is on good terms can see this]

(no subject)

[sofaultless.livejournal.com]

[dictated]

It’s been a while since I used this journal for actual conversation, not just to let you all know I’m still gracing the castle with my presence. My absence has no excuse other than the fact that I simply don’t read the journal much lately. Why? Because it’s ridiculously boring.

Let’s take an objective look at the past, oh, twenty pages in here. The vast majority of them consist of background noise and the odd observational statement or question. “He left.” “This place is nice.” “I’m in a castle.” How is this, in any way, satisfactory public communication? Stop being irresponsible with your journals; know where they are and when they're open.

I’m not demanding that you all entertain me –– trust me, I remember the endless rhetorical questions and attempts at philosophical debate and it wasn’t always entertaining. I’m merely saying you’re all very poor for conversation, and the last real interesting thing was when Adam Monroe riled you all up enough to get more than a few lines out of you. For a castle of adventurers, heroes, and people who are special examples of their home worlds, you are all remarkably quiet.

Are we all suffering from a bout of lethargy? Discuss.

I expect quality answers, now.