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[lovesmemory.livejournal.com]

Everyone, there is something that has been troubling me.

Ever since I have come here, I have learned many words, terms, and things about other worlds. I have also learned that the dead, though alive here... return to being dead once they return home.

Yet I have also been told that people do not ever remember being here before. In fact, I learned that I have been here before. I do not recall that at all. Our memories are changed either when we are leaving or entering our world, or leaving or entering this one, correct?

How do we know that the dead simply do not go back to living again at home?

(no subject)

[notmyfaultwall.livejournal.com]

It is, very big, in here. Also. I think, I am lost.

↓ 044 quick change artist

[sent_farfaraway]

Who: Ruby & Elle Bishop
What: Ruby takes over Elle's body to deliver her to Sam
When: Tuesday 9th Morning
Where: Elle's Possession, and Ruby walking around in Elle's body
Rating: PG-13
Post: Open to anyone! "Elle" is walking from the castle into town.

( She'll just slip a little under your skin )

Layer:01 Restart

[bearjammies.livejournal.com]

[Down in the lobby, on what must be the most cushion-y chair in the entire castle, a very plain-looking girl is sitting. She is staring up at the ceiling and wearing the most fantastic pajamas ever. She looks contemplative, and a little unhappy.]

I thought he - ....

[she pauses, then somehow manages to sink further into the cushy chair]

I thought he said I wouldn't need to wear this anymore....

((Open post))

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[luv8vul.livejournal.com]

[there's the faint sound of the journal being opened, then the following is dictated]

A book in a book, hm? There's something oddly-

[a pause]

It's writing down what I say. Hey, can't you write a little more neatly? Well, I suppose it can't be normal if it's in that man's collection.

[he sets the journal down]

Noah, hm? I wonder what else he's collected in here.

(no subject)

[thisisyimhot.livejournal.com]

[Itachi is sitting in a chair in the library, quietly writing in the journal, a small stack of various books beside him.]

A choice of this universe that has long confused me is the choice to have all residents generally remain the same age as when they first arrived. Certainly, there are temporary increases and decreases, but overall, we do not age or grow at all.

For a dimension suited to irritate those who are brought to it, one would think at least those who care about their age or use it to their advantage through fighting, etc. would find themselves slowly (or perhaps not so slowly) getting permanently older.

I suppose it's foolish to begin to apply any sort of logic to the actions of this place to begin with.

[Why is he talking about this? Because it's his birthday. And he hopes you've all forgotten it. B\]

"No spandex..."

[scarletspeedsta.livejournal.com]

Who: Wally West & Claire Bennet
What: A "business meeting"
When: This evening, at around 6
Where: In front of the castle
Rating: Let's keep it PG, kids...

( Putting away the spandex )

+21

[imnot_likeyou]

Who: Ruby, Elle Bishop and Sam Winchester
What: Sam has some fun with Elle.
When: Tuesday, 9th, Evening
Where: In the town, somewhere secluded and quiet
Rating: PG-13 for now, but that might change
Post: Closed.

( In which Sam is prepared like a Boy Scout. An evil boy scout, but a boy scout nonetheless. )

Vision: I miss...

[chasingvisions.livejournal.com]

Yeah being stuck here sucks but you know what I really miss? I miss hanging out with Gunn. He was so much fun. Not that I'd wish him stuck in this joint, but if he were I'd at least have a buddy to chill with and help me make sarcastic comments about the castle.

I miss Wesley already too. Though it'd be nice if he remembered me if he ever shows up here again.

thirty-two

[lanterning.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[written]

Not that I'm the type to complain, but it's quiet.

[ooc; apologies for the slow tagging to come]

(no subject)

[ninjasinspace.livejournal.com]

Who: River Tam and anyone else; open like BURNING.
What: Crazy!post
When: Sometime Today
Where: The Lobby
Rating: Rating is a figment of your imagination.

( Doesn't mean what you think. )

{OOC: Please do not tag without reading this post first! Also, the narration will be in chat for forever & has PM and e-mail for any questions.}

Twenty Second Song

[mysticalvender.livejournal.com]

Wow, it's like some kind of mass exodus around here lately, isn't it? Maybe we need to instigate some kind of buddy system. I wonder if folks'll still vanish if they're tied together with some string?

...No, wait, handcuff day was waaaay into the awkward-zone for me. I don't think any of us want to go through that crazy ride again. Never mind, back to your regularly scheduled programming.

[Fred]
How're you holding up, Sunshine?

(no subject)

[ontheclockpro.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[The quiet of the journal is suddenly interrupted by a LOUD EXPLOSION as some of the explosives Reno kept stashed in his room go off. If you are outside, you can see part of the sixth floor wall explode with a new hole in it]

[a long pause]

...Oops.

[OOC: Mod approved :D Feel free to have seen, heard, and if you're his neighbors (above or below him too)? Feel free to have your room affected too - just no injuries plz! ]

003; it's just an object

[ninjasinspace.livejournal.com]

[There's a journal in the halls, dropped and forgotten.

It's getting very, very crowded.]



{OOC: Plz to not be tagging the linked post without reading this one first, thank you!}

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[occultly.livejournal.com]

[recorded sound of someone walking over ground/dirt/straw/all that fun stuff, and occasional horsey snorts in the background and hoof stomping]

There almost as big as the royal stables back home, which is weird considering there's not nearly as many horses.

[sudden sound of the footsteps stopping and a strange squawking sound]

[a bit of a pause]

That is definitely not a horse.

((OOC. mod approved not horse BDb))

(no subject)

[drives.livejournal.com]

( Hall/Room Filter )

(no subject)

[youngsunslinger.livejournal.com]

[Have Aaron mimicking a resident from some time ago as he takes out a pistol and begins shooting at the air from his tower window. Not rapid and consecutive shooting, but more like aiming. It's odd how there's no birds in the sky either.]


[ooc; come bother?]

011; our text is your subtext

[not-lupine.livejournal.com]

[Remus's journal happens to be open in Sirius's room. Why? NONE MAY KNOW. But it picks up the following conversation.]

Sirius, honestly, I'm fine. Stop staring at me like I'm going to break at any second.

Stop trying to get up. You need your rest. [DX]

You don't think you're overreacting just the tiniest bit?

No. I'll tie you down if I have to, Moony. Don't think I won't.

10 flecks of Dust

[endofdestiny.livejournal.com]

[some time after this.
dictated - small italics are Pan]

Um... hi.
I jus' wanna say - if anybody else gets lost in the Soli-thingy -

Insolitus.

Insolitus, sorry - if anybody else gets lost in there, just let me know n' I c'n prob'ly find you. WE c'n prob'ly find you. 'Cause we're in there like all the time, an' we pretty well know our way around... mostly. In the close part, anyway.
So, yeah. Just let me know.

You have to tell them who we are!

Oh - I'm Lyra. Lyra Belacqua. And the other one is Pantalaimon, my daemon.

© 003 psychopaths have good lungs

[callisto.livejournal.com]

Who: Callisto... and YOU!
What: Random Bouts of Insanity - trust me they're fun!
When: Tuesday Night
Where: Outside in City Royale
Rating: PG-13

( The Scream Gets the attention of Dogs... )

Day 6

[whistleandwork.livejournal.com]

It has now been over two months since my arrival in Paradisa. How quickly time passes! I spend the majority of my days investigating this place, and yet I often feel that I know nothing at all ...

Regardless of how long I have spent on this world, it is strange to look up at the stars. These constellations still look alien to me ... Perhaps this is because of my woeful lack of familiarity with this region of space. Attempts to determine my whereabouts in the universe have been largely unsuccessful. Oh, for the days I could climb into my space ship whenever I pleased! I hope that someday, it will be possible for me to visit these stars personally. I can nearly see my Dolphin's controls now ...

eleventh theft

[hyper-thief.livejournal.com]

[giggling as she is watering the two potted flowers she has on her window sill.  There is a soft thump as she sets the watering can down, putting her clothes away, and finds her notebook.  Lets say she lost hers.  That's why she hasn't been writing? xDD]

There it is!  Hehe, sorry~  I misplaced this journal.  I almost forgot about it.  I thought Morrolan got annoyed at me or something.  That isn't true, is it?

52;

[cruxified]

( [Private] )

( [Lloyd] )

( [Yuan] )

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[sohinky.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[the sound of someone sipping the last of a soda through a straw]

Mmm. Perfect.

Entry the Fifteenth: Someone's had one too many happy pills.

[iownthehallows.livejournal.com]

[Have the sound of a voice, the volume rising up and down as he spins in the library chair. Sprawled elegantly across it, all arrogance and playful amusement.]


Oh this place is far too dull. Surely there is some fun to be had somewhere? Any suggestions?

Actually we do seem to be getting a number of people from my own world entering this place. Although by the sounds of it you'd think that there were no other school but Hogwarts.

[Chuckles as he comes to a stop and doodles a phoenix on the corner of his page]

Hmmm I may plan a raid on the village. That may prove a little distracting at least.

((OOC: Loss is a go))

(no subject)

[maniacal.livejournal.com]

Who: Grimmjow and whoever wants.
What: Aftermath of his fight with Sei.
When: Backdated slightly because I fail.
Where: Some random hallway in the castle.
Rating: Grimmjow has a default rating of R.

( Oh yeah, Grimmjow lost rofl )

~vworp~

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

Goodness, this isn't my room. I do hope I didn't end up sleepwalking. I don't think I've ever really sleepwalked, so I don't think that's entirely reasonable. It's possible, but ... well, I'm not so sure. I don't remember having a room like this, ever. Though, one never knows. The Tardis could have just gone and decided I needed a room that looked like part of a castle, with a four-poster, and a wardrobe, and ... here, what's this, a book?

[rifling of pages] ... Oh, my. I should think I would remember having found a book like this, before. ... And it takes dictation, even.

....I wonder. ... The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog. .... AH! And in my own hand, too! How marvellous. It's even got that odd quirk where I can't decide which way to write my lower-case a's. [pause]

... That's very odd. No book should be that closely linked to its owner. ... And so many other people, all at once. ... Oh, I do hope this isn't Castrovalva, all over again. I'd best go and have a look at things, make sure everything is in order...

And I'd better bring this with me. I don't judge any book by its cover ... and I don't trust this one quite, by its contents. [tucks the book into his pocket, puts his hat on, and heads out into the hall. pauses to glance at the nameplate]

And for once, just "The Doctor". Hm! Curious ... well at least I'll know where to come back to.

(no subject)

[lessthanstelar.livejournal.com]

( Private )

( Room Filter )

(no subject)

[rescued-apuppy.livejournal.com]

Who: Angel and Fred
What: Returning from apparently "Not a Job"
When: Tuesday Night
Where: The path from the woods to the city, where Angel Investigations is at.
Rating: PG

( Think this will wash out? )

(no subject)

[twinsparks.livejournal.com]

Hmm... It feels a little weird to be on a break for this long without knowing when you can return to the classroom. I kinda miss it.