(no subject)

[vengefullight.livejournal.com]

[Having had just about enough of this loss already, Jin!Lucian is cranky and in the library. He's reading a book at a table, his open journal nearby incase anything important came up (like Jin doing something stupid to his body), and a lidded-drink in his left hand and Yukianesa propped against the table. He closes the book and stands, setting the drink on the table and went to put the book back on a nearby shelf... only to walk right into it. He wasn't used to seeing with both eyes yet, the 'bonk' and the following caught by the journal.]

Gah! Depth perception!

[He rubs his forehead and shakes his head. Make fun of him over the journal or in person for his little bit of fail. ♥]

(no subject)

[thequeenconsort.livejournal.com]

This.. is very strange.

Cair Paradisa, I don't think I'll ever see anything nearly this bizarre ever again.

[You crazy kids and your magical powers. Between watching people attempt to climb trees only using their feet, people having their bodies taken over by other people, plant kids and learning she's hundreds of years behind some of you folks? It's been a long week for this lady.

So right now? She's mulling over said facts in the kitchen over a nice cup of tea, a bit of unfinished embroidery sitting on the table in front of her]

017. a different view...

[winchester-john.livejournal.com]

[Just when you thought a Winchester might be safe...John, too, was subject to the massive brain drain that went on in the castle. Unlike most, however, he's come across some disturbing visuals of his memories. Two have really occupied his time: a beautiful photobook of pictures he spent a couple of days working through because he looked so happy with the blonde in each of the pictures. It was a real party...until he saw how the story ended. Then there was a video he didn't understand, where he's pleading with a younger man laying in a hospital bed, then handing over a revolver to someone and there's something in his face he doesn't understand...]

[So here, castle, have a John who has pretty much recovered his memories but still has a few floating around waiting to be reclaimed. He's very much pissed off about the whole thing, not in a good mood, and dead set on tracking down every last thing that was pulled from his skull.]

Anyone listening? You find anything belongin' to John Winchester, you bring it to me double-quick, you hear?

[Dean and Sam]

Boys? How you doin'?

[/Dean and Sam]

(no subject)

[heliotroping.livejournal.com]

[While still on a loss and without a clue on how to filter, Django is flipping through the journal. He softly dictates, mostly to himself, hoping that it won't get recorded. Of course, it does;]

There was no sign of disappearance of the other me. Is this a loss...? No, it can't be. All these memories... They can't be fake. It resonates deeply inside, so why...? The other me couldn't have been on a loss for nearly three years. Even if this is a loss, I don't want it to end. I don't want the love I feel to end.

...I don't like this other me. He's confused. He says he's the Solar Boy, but Sabata is the Solar Boy... Or is he... am I from an alternate timeline? He speaks of that a lot with an obsession. [a pause] He tore up a picture. He is killing the Solar Boy who is attached to that legendary Eternal that even the Queen was afraid of. But he deemed it important enough to put it back together. He is lost. He doesn't know what he wants. The Solar Boy is supposed to help others, so why does he constantly refuse to help out? He is not the Solar Boy after all.

I don't want to return to being him. I don't like him. I hate him.

[there's hints in his voice that he's starting to cry]

Carmilla... Why won't you show up? I can't stand this anymore. I want to see you again, even for a fleeting moment.

[339]

[ino]

( Private )

( Guts )

[the sound of some pages much bigger than those of the journal's being flipped, followed by some scribbling]

... A large incision? No thanks. The other type definitely seems more reasonable ...

[Ino is sitting the wrong way (legs over one armrest, and her head against the other) in a big chair in the library, poring over a surprisingly boring looking medical book. There's a pile of three or four more books on the floor next to her, as well. She's got a pen tucked behind her ear and a few pieces of paper on hand with some notes on them, too. Feel free to poke her and ask her what in the world she's doing~]

» 14

[flashcries.livejournal.com]

[Soi Fong is outside in the courtyard, practising her hand to hand on her own, with a couple of dummies strategically placed around the yard. She's very good, and very fast, though she's not using flashsteps or hoho. The intense, concentrated look on her face say that she does not want to be bothered, but pfffft. Come poke her. +_+]

[ooc; loss starts here!]

(no subject)

[ninthdisciple.livejournal.com]

[Rhode is in the kitchen! She's sitting on the counter, legs swinging back and forth as she eats ice cream straight out of the container. She looks happy enough and completely care-free to boot! Considering she tortured some one last week, you would think she'd be a little more careful about where she was. Alas.]

thirty-ninth

[lifeandliesof.livejournal.com]

( Private )

( Ms. Sage )

♫x2

[yandereloid.livejournal.com]

[Somewhere in the music room, sitting on the piano bench with open journal on lap, Kaito's taken to looking at a CD that he had found lodged between the keys of the paino. His voice carries soft and thoughtful to the journal.]

Prototype 0.

I wonder what's on it? It sounds a little like a game that's in its beta stage. Or maybe some sort of debut for a new band?

[turns it over in his hands]

Maybe someone set it down and forgot all about it. [silence, a sigh] Mm, hm. Has anybody been to the music room lately? If this is yours I should be here for awhile so if you'd like to come and get it...


[ooc: DINNER GET. i'll be back in a few]

☾ 3

[herwaltz.livejournal.com]

[Filtered from Lorne]

[dictated]

My new pal, Sakaki, and I are in sort of a dilemma. A mutual acquaintance of ours is stuck on a potentially damaging loss, and we're in need of some assistance.

To sum things up, we're looking for two or three pretty strong guys [scratched out] people to hold down said mutual acquaintance while we tie him up tight.

I'm well aware it sounds kind of weird, but don't worry; it's for his benefit. We'll make things worth your while~

[OOC: Moonbay's referring to Lorne's loss and the thread here. Volunteers are actually needed.]

61;

[cruxified]

( [Guts] )

01

[lostblacksouls.livejournal.com]

[Having arrived in this strange place, Lau is quick to find the notebook. He looks it over curiously, before chuckling and beginning to write in it. There wasn't much else for him to do right now, considering his predicament.]

It seems I've strayed from my path, and quite a ways at that. The last thing I was doing was stroking my cute sister's hair while the carriage we were in was taking us to the Phantomhive Estate, since I had some important news to discuss with the Earl. However, I seem to be in some place entirely different from a carriage, or the estate, in fact, so different I had thought that I might be dreaming. As a man who sells dreams to those less fortunate, I was a bit more than confused. Well, I've deduced this isn't a dream, and it means I finally must face my trials in this forsaken castle, where souls cannot turn back but only head deeper into the dark.

[He stops writing for only a moment, sliding his fingers over the pages, and continues.]

So? Where is this? I suppose I'm on my own in figuring it out.


[ooc: writing only unless otherwise stated.]

Thirty Third Song

[mysticalvender.livejournal.com]

[So, Lorne's wandering through the lobby, headed off to wherever, flicking through the pages of his journal]

I sure hope Freddles is okay, she only goes to ground when she's been real shaken up. She's probably writing on the...

[Thunk. The journal hits the ground, open of course, as Lorne begins the Dance of Concern. A lot of high-kicking head slapping and twirling is going on here. Lorne looks mildly horrified]

WHAT THE FLYING BEJEBUS?!!!

[[ooc: Open post/journal post, go nuts]]

(no subject)

[khaji-da.livejournal.com]

[The journal picks up the sound of Jaime button mashing and a video game character shouting the same thing over and over]

Almost....

[The game now declares Player 1 the victor]

Finally! I finally defeated you!

[Pause]

No I don't think ducking in the corner and throwing energy attacks is cheap.

[Another pause]

Doesn't matter. I won. Don't be a sore loser.

So that makes one win for me to your two..thousand sixt- you have got to be making that up.

Twelfth Tube

[14thkuzunoha.livejournal.com]

( [Miss Sage] )

171.

[oirokenojutsu.livejournal.com]

( Gaara )

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[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

[Del is in her room, the area flicking through the various incarnations it has had in her time here. Rainbow walls, clean stark hotel, with a leather couch and without, fish, abstract colours, various animal things, the list can go on and on.]

Citta... There aren't any little bits left, should the castle get more? Maybe Grandfather's or Soft Sparkly will want to try the weetabix-and-blood have to have some texture. Just none for Meanie Head.

[Some flickering where her room looks like a gothic rainbow exploded in it, in a strange flash to Lover's room because she spent so much time there before.]

Lover... Sing and dance, just like all the little Ask Quiet Lady, can hear the truth in nothing to say. Slayer 3 would be so proud. Maybe Dog Star will come! Could make the tea party at night, don't want anything to splode into flames. Even Pollution will be there, he promised. Always to the rescue just like Absorby man. Why would Absorby man leave, he's not going anywhere, stop saying that!

Stop it, that's lies, they wouldn't go. Have a whole rainbow with BB Ripples as a protection, won't let a soul say goodbye. Have to keep the blue safe

Del's sorry, st- stop squiching its all in the same spot where are there so many layers? Alice is waiting for the rabbit to come, can't let Dorthy down too...

((ooc: Openly McOpen Openerson. But s'cuze the crazy. She's also informing about a missing Spike, if nobody's done that yet. Sorry I miss so much <3))

✍ chapter six

[capricious_god]

Alright, so we're all put back together. Which is good right? I mean it seems good. Though maybe it's bad, all those memories out there for everyone.

I guess it's not something I'm worried about. I mean I wrote fiction that turned out to be real. So you know, finding out you're not exactly creatively writing, but just good at documenting facts.

Yeah, anyway.

So... who's up for a game of Twister?

(no subject)

[bluespells.livejournal.com]

[ Billy fell asleep on his journal in the library last night, and the castle has apparently decided to punish him for it, because he wakes up in a very different body.

In the journal: there is a little wet spot, like someone's been drooling there, and then a snort and a vague sleepy noise as they wake up.

And then a very long, significant silence followed by the sound that comes from Billy shoving the chair back and knocking over a stack of books. A feminine voice demands:]

What the hell is going on here?

[OOC: Feel free to see 'her' flipping out in the library, or respond in the journal.]

Log 046: Everything you know is wrong

[ruin-mania.livejournal.com]

[The clinic on the second floor is greeted by a blue flash, the careful laying of one injured Raine Sage on a stretcher, and then another blue flash as the person who left her there disappears.

She's suffered a major sword wound to the abdomen and is unconscious and bleeding, and very much in shock. She should be able to heal herself back to normal once she can concentrate enough, but she's nowhere near that right now and probably needs some assistance before things get any worse.

Hopefully someone will notice.]


((ooc: Raine just got stabbed and left for dead by Loss!Raidou, but she was saved at the last second by Vergil and brought to the clinic.))

(no subject)

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

( Private )

( Arthur )

man's best friend.. oi.

[scarletspeedsta.livejournal.com]

[Have the sound of a puppy bark]

Can you zip it for at least thirty seconds, Ampera? Jeez.

[some shuffling around the room, and then Wally says into the journal]

So... I got a dog. A friend said I should, so I'm giving it a shot. But the lady at the pet store said I should get a puppy instead of a grown one so it becomes attached to me or whatever. So I did.

She's so slow and she doesn't shut up. I don't know why I did this.




[ooc; open post for journal or in person. He's outside, sitting on the grass and letting his new girl puppy run around, bored. :p]

♣ 02

[fabulousinred.livejournal.com]

[ Grell is bored and in the kitchen. He just had to get away from a certain 'nag-machine' to keep what remained from his sanity in place. Long, delicate fingers cradled the side of his face, elbow propped on the counter, and don't forget the half-carrot popping out of his mouth. Munching slooowly~

Someone entertain him? He's easily amused, srsly. |: ]