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[chosenfake.livejournal.com]

[a long, dictated yawn]

... Huh?

[shuffling, hurried footsteps, and then a pause]

Hey, uh... there's a way out of this maze thing, right? I think I'm... lost.

How the hell did I end up here? And where did my shoes and jacket go? Damn it.

[ooc: ... Yeah, he has a few kinks to work out in the drinks he's practicing for the Deathmatch.]

↓ 047 waiting for a +24 to come along

[sent_farfaraway]

Who: Ruby & Dean -- Sam & Dean
What: Ruby & Sam's Reign of Terror comes to an end.
When: Friday Night -- Saturday Afternoon
Where: Empty Building just at the edge of the City Royale
Rating: R - Violence, Language, Death

( Maybe he'll change his mind. )

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[hatesdolls.livejournal.com]

( [private] )

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[murderous.livejournal.com]

As it turns out, this place has a lot more potential than I originally gave it credit for.

Oh, and just a word of warning for anyone who happens to come across one of the more radical members from the newly formed 'Cult of Ares' without realizing what to expect--I can't exactly guarantee that the actions of my worshipers will be non-violent, if you get my drift.

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[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[thoughtfully dictated]

It seems the weather keeps getting warmer and warmer...it must mean that this place will have a summer too this year.

[a sigh] I'm not sure I'm looking forward to that...

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[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

Who: Del fishy_go_byebye and Lectricity touchwithaspark
What: Bringing Miss Barnabas by for a feel better visit
When: Later this evening
Where: The Clinic
Rating: PG in case of language?

( She couldn't feel her fingertips... )

Entrée de Journal six: Flight

[malfoy-purity.livejournal.com]

[Draco is standing on the roof listening to Risika and looking at his hand.

Taller, more lithe and seemingly more ethereal, the vampiric loss is becoming more evident on the boy.

He glances over at her.]

You'd better catch me before I end up food for maggots, down there.

[Mutters dryly before looking at the edge of the roof. Slytherins were not made for bravery. He groaned closed his eyes and runs to the edge with a yell. The yell turns into a sudden squawk and large wings began to flap in flight.

In the blonde's place is now a large swan, a little arrogant and vicious soared across the cloudless sky.

The rush and exhilliration of the wind rushing over him.

Oh! how he had missed flying.

Several incredible minutes later he came back making a rather clumsy landing and materialising back on the stone, sprawled inelegantly on the floor.]

Bloody fantastic...[Breathes]

(OOC: Open post anyone may have seen him flying or changing, Risika teaching. Or who may want to talk to him or Risika feel free.)

[open] the devil wouldn't recognize you

[overninelives.livejournal.com]

Who: Claire and anyone who wants to be a part of the rescue. This is short notice, so feel free to back-tag or imply later your character was helping in the search.
What: Rescuing the cheerleader.
When: After Claire manages to get hold of a journal. I'll have that post up after I get this going.
Where: Empty building #3244 in the city.
Rating: PG13? Claire's messy.

( I do )

[[ooc: PS GUYS HELP ME TAG THIS YOU CRAZY SUPER HEROES disubgiugsd]]

013 ✈ missing & malaise

[makethingsright.livejournal.com]

[Peter]

I was just wondering how you're feeling.

[a pause]

Have you seen Claire?

[/Peter]

Has anyone seen Claire?

[Nathan stopped at the clinic, mostly because he figured if she had been hurt, that she'd end up there. It's what parents do. They check hospitals and police stations... and instead he found Elle. Elle who when he mentioned that Claire was missing, Elle realized that is what she overheard Sam saying when he was untying her before Ruby did whatever she did... now Nathan is pissed... so he's adding this in]

Elle Bishop is in the clinic, and she's been attacked tortured by Sam Winchester. She told me that she overheard Sam mention Claire, but hadn't recalled the details of it until I came to see if she was in the clinic.

If anyone can help me find her. Or Sam. Or anyone.

Please.

[at the request of someone he's taped a somewhat recent image of her into the journal]


Updated: Thank you to everyone that helped me find Claire. She's safe, and resting now. Everyone worked so swiftly and accurately I am just relieved that she has such amazing friends. Thank you again, so very much.

- Nathan

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[overninelives.livejournal.com]

[there's a thud, followed by the scraping of wood on something--the floor?]

I'm stuck in some building. I'm not sure--the far edge of the city? I don't know where, exactly.

There's something wrong with Sam. I think it's a loss, but--

[she stops, and let's out a shaky breath]

[[ooc: Feel free to do searching and chatting here, but there's a log set up for all your superhero-ing :) ]]

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[flashcries.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[dictated into the journal]

How common is illness here?

[anyone who wishes can find a tiny captain in the kitchen, leaning against a counter, eating some fish fingers from a plate]

|| { 56: con larghezza } ||

[mmm-paradise.livejournal.com]

[If you are omniscient/able to sense the presence of new arrivals right away, you've sensed a new person in room 2007 for a while, since about noon. She spent the next six hours (exactly) flipping through the journal before making the following entry:]

( The one called Superboy-Prime )

[Meanwhile, Joshua's been wandering the library. He's just about to head up the stairs, leaving a trail of disheveled books in his wake.]

[[ooc: First, I have mod permission to station a copy of one Mitsuki Konishi in the castle. Second, open post, but directed towards Del. =) Loss start]]

2nd Thorn

[waywithplants.livejournal.com]

[Briar noted that Merlin didn't know who was in charge of  the gardens and went down to check on them. They appeared to be fine, a few of them reaching out to touch him and soak in some of his magic. He starts walking around the gardens, touching and checking every plant. Feel free to run into him out there.]

They all feel well. Who is taking care of them? Whoever has is doing a good job.

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[justthatunlucky.livejournal.com]

[Miranda is conked out in a little nook in the Library, leaning against her giant Arcanine with a book nearby, a bit crumbled, like it fell from her hands when she fell asleep. If the dark circles under her eyes are any clue, she hasn't slept in a few days. :|b

Obviously you must wake her and tell her to go to bed properly.]

[OOC: Chad-mun, is it okay to assume Miranda took Cane back? 8D; If not I'll remove him?]

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[danceforglory.livejournal.com]

[Saetan sighs a little and opens the doors to the Lux, inside something reminiscent of Celtic and rocky music playing. The tables are a heavy dark wood and the light is low. All in all there's a warm feeling about the place, and the door are wide open, making it welcoming as well.]

The Lux is open again, for those who want to come by. Surreal is gone, so I don't have any staff. If you would like to help out, just let me know.

014 ✈ normal & new

[makethingsright.livejournal.com]

Who: Nathan & Claire
What: Father & Daughter time
When: After all of this
Where: Nathan's Room
Rating: G (OMG it's his daughter!)

Nathan had made his way back to his room, still feeling a bit of the stress of the day thus far. Thankfully though, Claire had some amazing friends and once they started to look for her they found her. Now she was back at the castle, and who knew what fate was waiting for the ones that had done that to her and Elle.

He set out an extra blanket and set of towels in the guest room, before moving back to the front room of his room. It was pretty much an apartment at this point, but Nathan still was trying to make it feel more like a home than just another place. With the door left unlocked, Nathan took a seat on the couch with a beer in hand and waited while he flipped through the odd channels on the TV. It wasn't as if the castle had shows he'd even watched before, but it was something to distract him.