(no subject)

[fired-once.livejournal.com]

[there is a loud, very long dictated burp]

And with that, my friends, I have officially drunk all of my share. Drank? Drunken? Whichever.

Hey, floor four, let me and my roomie Athrun know whenever you've finished all of yours. We've come up with some pretty sweet blueprints for this tower. [yes, blueprints; for an aluminum can tower] It's going to kick the ass of every other floor's.

Bunbunmaru Article Three!

[bunbunaya.livejournal.com]

[dictated... really loudly into the journal.]

Hey! If there's anyone in the Impetus Tower who can't take drinking so much anymore, leave it to me and Dio here! Neither of us are human, so we can take far more amounts than most of you can.

But we get dibs on making the tower then.


[ooc: pretend this was posted earlier BEFORE 5 PM. 8|]

CXXVIII.

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

[written]

This experience did nothing more than to reaffirm my previous assumptions that this castle is full of morons with the collective cooperative genius of a male beta fish. Camaraderie is a charming waste of time, and the only reason it was necessary in this instance is because these "challenges" were specifically designed with that fault in mind. I found the whole thing obnoxious, and won't be keeping up the habit in the future. If nothing else, this has reminded me of why I dislike people so much in the first place, and the experience will serve as a reference as to why I would rather not share a room with anyone, regardless of their disposition.

[this paragraph is quickly cut out of the page and stuck on a table for Lucas to deal with]


[[ooc: ...don't mind him. OR DO! You're welcome to have read it right before he cut it out :) ]]

(no subject)

[solidarism.livejournal.com]

[ After waking up and deciding the foreign room was nice but not interesting, she's opted to walk downstairs and outside for a bit of exploring. It looked pretty from the window, at least. Clutching the journal to her chest, like a child would clutch her favorite toy, she looks around ]

Oo..

[ The journal picks up a faint but audible 'quack!' Anyone outside is free to notice this little lady crawling towards the duck pond on her hands and knees, to get a closer look at these ducks. .. yes, it's a rather ridiculous sight, but she seems to be enjoying herself at least ]

Ah!

[ooc; Open! Or, you know, you can feel free to hear those ducks over the journal]

(no subject)

[gracelesslamb.livejournal.com]

( PRIVATE )

( JACOB )

[OOC: JUST GOT HOME FROM WORK, so I'll tag once I have a few hours of sleep under my belt! ♥]

- 002: in which Jayne eats an apple suspiciously.

[unheroish.livejournal.com]

[Jayne is sitting in the lobby on a couch, his feet kicked up on the armrest and sprawled long-ways. He's got an apple and is peeling it with a hunting knife, looking around him rather suspiciously as he goes about this task. This castle is -full- of freaks, alright?]

Ain't trustin' none'a these ruttin' weirdoes.

(no subject)

[chimingbell.livejournal.com]

Who: Billy/Dr. Horrible and Karako.
What: Sudden unexpected roommate discovery.
When: Morning, start of the roommate plot, October 10.
Where: Room temporarily-406.
Rating: G?

( Read more... )

(no subject)

[the-law-won.livejournal.com]

A talent show? Now what am I supposed to do about this one?

Hey, mister roommate. Mind if I take off your head? That would be pretty interesting, wouldn't it?

(no subject)

[farnese.livejournal.com]

( Guts )

(no subject)

[optimystically.livejournal.com]

Talent show, huh? Luckily I am very talented! Travis, Travis, what should we do? [haha is flipping through the pages, flip... flip... then a pause

and a stare]

H-hey! [she laughs] Take that Paradisa, one year down!

[ooc: adlsgkhasd I'm still on hitaius, but I forgot to make this post when I needed to XD and Travis, I can edit this and tag it is a joint post if you want them to do something for the talent show, haha. And... pretend this was earlier]

&hearts 2

[chiblocker.livejournal.com]

[After finding herself bored of her room, Ty Lee has wandered down to the grounds, and has been entertaining herself by cartwheeling on the soft grass. Her journal has been left open on the ground next to her. She bends over backwards, and flops onto the grass, picking up her pencil off the page. She doodles a few hearts and flowers in the corner of the page.]

Paradisa is soo beautiful. I don't think the Fire Nation or the Earth Kingdom ever had trees this pretty. There's so many colors.

[Ty Lee drops her pencil back onto the page, and flips up onto her hands. Continuing her acrobatic tricks. Her journal occasionally picking up the soft sounds as Ty Lee's feet hit the ground]

_{[ooc: Open to anyone :D Feel free to notice, or talk to Ty Lee]}

(no subject)

[paradisamods]

[someone's pasted this into the journal]


There's a stage set up in the ballroom. At 9:30 pm, please attend the talent show. Please have your own act ready. Or else.

(Black tie affair; dress accordingly.) [ooc: a big mass post will go up in a bit. For now, plan stuff!]

(no subject)

[paradisamods]

[Theoretically, it's 9:30 P.M.

The lobby looks, um, different.

In fact, it looks like a Broadway cityscape, bright lights, night sky and all. There are velvet ropes sectioning off areas where hundreds of ghosts (back for this event) are congregated, as paparazzi and screaming fans. They're even taking pictures. Some are acting as ghostly valets and assistants.

(It's a PARADISA talent show, did you really think it was going to be some little affair? I hope you dressed for the occasion.)

The double doors to the ballroom open, suddenly, and a big red carpet rolls out of it. The ghost-valets lead you to your seat.

One you're in, you'll see it's changed in there, too: the ballroom looks more like an auditorium now, one worthy of some fancy-schmancy awards ceremony back on Earth. There's a spacious, polished black stage, a rows and rows of cushy red seats.


Sections up. Post your act on your floor section, but otherwise, comment on any act you want, and discuss them with the people they're sitting with –– and they can be sitting with whoever they want. THREADHOP LIKE MAD!]

(no subject)

[luthored.livejournal.com]

[ heard there was a talent show going on, so Lana's been hanging out near the castle today just to be there if anyone she knows needs support. She isn't going in unless someone asks her to, though, so she's mostly staying in the garden, sitting on a bench with her legs crossed and writing a little snippet in her journal ]

Good luck, everyone.

[21.]

[spoken-uniquely.livejournal.com]

[backdated to this morning like a motherfucker!]

( TEAM LEVERAAAAAGE )

_{(ooc. oh dear sweet jesus stop her.)}

(no subject)

[thekingofthelab.livejournal.com]

[Room filter, backdated like woah]

... Focus of study in school?