(no subject)

[lady-girasol.livejournal.com]

[Chewing noises. In fact, this entire page smells like butter]

Anyone ever had a prophetic dream b'fore? Yer know, a real one that really came true?

94th feather

[dafiteison.livejournal.com]

[If you've been out in the woods lately, you might notice a certain mega-sized angel there-- still on his loss, Pit leans against a tree- which makes quite a bit of noise as it bends under him- and yawns]

I don't want to have to get used to being this size. This is just crazy, now. And it's gone on for so-- so-- sooooOHH WHOAAAA--!!

[and that would be him shrinking rapidly back to his normal size as the loss ends-- he's clinging for dear life to a tree branch, and his yelling is much harder to hear now that he's way up high and Pit-sized again]

Ahahahaaaa!! Finally!!

[[ooc: loss end orz;; IT WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO GO ON THAT LONG but y'know life happened orz]]

(no subject)

[dailyplanetlane.livejournal.com]

I'd like to start a newspaper here, but seeing as how I can't exactly write, I'd need a stenographer. Anyone interested in participating?

( Rorschach )

R.I.P. our friendship

[scarletspeedsta.livejournal.com]

( Kyle )

Ew

[imaginates.livejournal.com]

( Claire )

☀ 034

[apologeticangel.livejournal.com]

( Private )

( Allen )

( Lloyd )

[ooc: Yuffie and Pi, you guys can thread a little if you want, but you can just imply if you want :)]

Un Deg Pedwar: The Loss of Gwen Cooper

[kinky-stopwatch.livejournal.com]

[Have the soft scratch of a parker pen against paper. The words forming on the page as the author remains silent]

[Torchwood]

Tosh, Jack.

It looks like Gwen has gone too. Her room is empty.

I'm sorry.

Ianto.

[/Torchwood]

(no subject)

[namikazeminato.livejournal.com]

( Private )

the eleventh

[exhikki.livejournal.com]

[it is one thing to have been short once and much taller later. It is another to have once been 193 cm and shrunk into a smaller, wirier frame. Walking on all fours is kind of a new experience, too. The not-too-pleasant sort. On the upside...no, there is no upside. Who knows when somebody will get the urge to carve him up and shove his carcass into an oven.

With that thought, a warthog, looking entirely out of place with the urban feel of the castle, snuffles at his journal, wondering what to do about this situation]


[ooc: loss start]

31 locks picked;

[spoken-uniquely.livejournal.com]

[Now here's something you certainly don't see every day! There's a woman who appears to be stuck half inside of an air duct in the foyer of the castle. All that is visible is her, well, backside, and she's kicking her legs in a panicked fashion. You might even hear her echo-y call for help.]

SOMEBODY GET ME OUT OF HERE!!

[It had sounded like a good idea at the time! Test out Sophie's body and crawl around like she usually does. Except, well, she knew those hips were bigger, but she didn't think they were that much bigger. To her utter shock and surprise, she's stuck!

Someone come help?]

(no subject)

[cloakand_danger]

[The probably-familiar-by-now sound of camera wings fluttering.]

[A very quiet chuckle, and a soft murmur.]

[CLICK! And now there is a picture in the journal of Yuan, with Kratos backed up against a tree, kissing him thoroughly.]

[A stunned pause.]

What the hell?!

[An electrical noise, and another picture is taken. This one, the lens is filled with purple-white squiggles that are probably lightning.

The camera falls to the ground, dead, but the damage is done.]

...Dammit...

-6-

[cures-and-kills.livejournal.com]

[Antubis is currently occupying a table in the library, feet propped up, leather jacket off for once and slung over the back of the chair next to him. there's a stack of four or five books on the table, with no real pattern to the nonfiction subjects and fiction genres they cover - he just pulled a few randomly from around the place.

at the moment, he's gone for lighter subjects, reading through a graphic novel. feel free to fuss at him for having his feet up or comment on his variety of reading material - or bother him otherwise]

(no subject)

[groundbreaks.livejournal.com]

[ Sakura, who's also on the same loss as the rest of the Narutards, woke up in the library with some paper stuck to her face. It seems while she was up late taking notes on her school books, she fell asleep. When she realizes the paper is on her face, she quickly rips it of and sets it on the counter. ]


I'm still here... [ A groan. Lets her head fall down on to the desk with a loud 'thunk.' ] .. Ow.

Wave #12

[just-the-pilot.livejournal.com]

[the journal opens to the sound of a struggle]

-you give that back? I'm not chasing you all over the castle.

[there's the sound of claws on stone, and Wash sighs]

Okay, so maybe I am.

[the sound of fluttering is lost in the noise of Wash chasing his compy around his room. finally, and triumphantly....]

Ha! Got you now!

[and then there's a click and a flash of light, and a photo of Wash engaged in a tug-of-war with his compy over one of his Hawaiian shirts is transferred to the journal

What the....

[and then there's an "oomph!" and a thud, and another picture comes up, this one of Wash sprawled flat on his back, torn shirt in hand.]

∞ 016 drop dead diva

[onlysayinghello.livejournal.com]

[Gwen's gone... Owen's gone... it makes for a very sad day for Jack. So he's out walking among the people in the city, jotting down locations of buildings and such. Map-making perhaps? Or just trying to pretend like he's doing that]

Did you know there's a place out here that all it does is sell paddle-balls? A whole store of paddles and little rubber balls attached to them. If I didn't know any better I'd - [that's that. Jack's dead. On the ground just -- well there. Poke him won't you?]

(no subject)

[gracelesslamb.livejournal.com]

( KOTARU )

[Bella is hanging out in the shade of the trees of the forest, occasionally sticking her hand out in to the sunlight to watch herself glitter. Smiling like a nerd? Well of course. She finishes with the journal and closes it, leaving it in the grass beside her. Come meet the vampire or investigate the random glittering?]

(no subject)

[badassbewbs.livejournal.com]

( Private )

( Captain Hitsugaya )

easy peasy lemon squeezy :p

[scarletspeedsta.livejournal.com]

( [Private] )

Are men betting on men at this auction? Because, nothing against that, but I'd rather go on a date with a woman. Well, I'll only go on a date with a woman.

And um... [forgets what he was gonna say]

Uh.... [gets dizzy]

I need to lay down I think.

[ooc note: Stupid Wally has a concussion! Credit goes to a Mr. Rayner. So feel free to bug him, confuse him, totally mess with him. Open post!]

twelfth burn

[feel-theburn.livejournal.com]

[here's Michael sitting in a comfy arm chair he moved into Sam's room. If he's going to wait this out, he has to be comfortable after all. And he has a yogurt, and his journal, and he should probably take a moment to look into the light of day, but he sits here instead and dictates]

So..anything interesting happening out there in the world of the conscious? I've seen a lot about this bachelor auction going on...I think I'm going to stay far far away from it.

♥ nine

[shiningprayer.livejournal.com]

[Filtered away from That Kid (Riku)]

Does anyone know the name of the boy who wrote this entry? [page number]

See, we were talking, and... he has a plan for going beneath the castle and seeing what's down there, but it's too dangerous. And he won't let anyone help him. I'm not saying he's a danger to anyone else-- he obviously has the safety of everyone here in mind-- but I don't want him to get hurt. After all, whatever made this place has to be stronger than just one person.

He needs to be convinced that he can't do this by himself. His idea isn't bad, I just... I have a feeling that he'll get in over his head and it'll be too late to save him.

Please, if there's anything you can do...

[ooc: SORRY SKYE. HE BROUGHT THIS ON HIMSELF.]

012; The Man-Walker

[imperturbabilis.livejournal.com]

[alone in one of the hallways, one ten-year-old looking boy suddenly sits up, holding a hand over a rather bloody-looking neck; he rubs it a few times and although he's covered in blood "Sei" seems to be doing well as he flexes his hands slowly]

Ow, ow ow... That hurt a bit more than I thought it would. Everything seems in order though...

...Hmm?

Well this was unexpected. I'm sure Cassa won't be too pleased though.


[[ooc; loss start!]]

Fourty Sixth Beacon

[recoveryone.livejournal.com]

( [Filtered to healers and from York, just to be sure] )

( [Hallin] )

42.0

[encryptedlock]

( [The Doctor+Anyone else living in the TARDIS] )

( [Karolina] )

[in an extremely bitter tone]

That's it. I'm swearing off girls. Everyone I like goes home anyway. Any of you have a pressing desire to get away from this place? Come talk to me! You'll be gone within the week.

(no subject)

[ohburned.livejournal.com]

( Azula )

(no subject)

[imaginates.livejournal.com]

[OPEN POST! Kyle is in the kitchen, trying to bake cupcakes; you might notice that he's using baking soda instead of baking powder, too; is dumb]

(no subject)

[isthedaughter.livejournal.com]

[Since someone is an aspiring lawyer...] I haven't been here too long...So I'm wondering about the laws in the nearby town. Their locals, so they must have them. Can I find them in some sort of book in the library?

Or do any of you know? Trying to talk to them is...[Like dropping acid. :\] Not very useful.

024 ϟ guess he's yours anyway

[not_myfirstday]

[Mr. Muggles has to go back to Claire today, since Elle promised and there's some pen tapping a bit before she filters]

( Private )

( Claire )

( Sylar )

rorschach's journal. august 24th.

[shrt-temper.livejournal.com]

[after getting lost in the woods with Question the other day, Rorschach has decided that he is decidedly sticking to the castle and the city for a while - or at least places with clearly defined routes and roads. you can still get lost on those, but they at least eventually lead somewhere.

at the moment, he's moving all his furniture around - shoving everything save the desk and the bed over into one corner. if you live on the ninth floor or hear it over the journal, you can come complain about the noise. or you can just come bother him. it's a free castle...]

54

[iknowhowtogetit.livejournal.com]

( Filtered to Jacob, Smellerbee, and Rin; )