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[sofaultless.livejournal.com]

( Kal-El / Prime )

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[fiveby-five.livejournal.com]

[After trying unsuccessfully to remove the punishment, this escaped felon is getting this crap over with -- especially before her 'get social' loss kicks in -- muttered to herself]

Ball and chain?

Freaking hilarious.

[written]

Alright, so, I learned that living with guys you aren't screwing is a waste of time.

[rolls her eyes as she realizes it's not enough to get her out of this; she was never good at paper writing, taps the pen]

But hell, "friendship" might've been way more entertaining if they just would've gotten bouncy. Still always comes back to bodies and what they can do together. All the rest is always gonna be crap.

060; [dictated]

[firsttsurugi.livejournal.com]

[sigh] Am I the only one that's expecting something to happen around Halloween? ... Probably not.

[Filtered Away From Yukiko & Chie]

Who knows Yukiko or Chie? What kind of a loss are they on and how bad is the situation?

[/Filtered Away from Yukiko & Chie]

nine.

[fanassaults.livejournal.com]

[Remember that wicked-sounding laugh from awhile ago? Sounds like there's another one, too...though much more Yukiko than the last. Her tone is mocking, viciously amused, and with a tint of forced perkiness that makes the whole thing sound threatening rather than sweet.]

My, my. [another giggle] All this sweetness and light is so heartwarming, isn't it? 'I'm thankful for all the friends I made here, and how we can support each other'...what a fucking joke.

Being stronger and learning to take care of myself, and I'm still clinging to all these people...I'm still just as useless as I was back then. Only thing different now is my new harem of Princes... [and now there's an odd hint of desire in her voice, ohgod, but still mocking] Riku, and Cloud...Souji-kun and Chie...it's enough to make a princesses heart burst!

[She grins to herself and giggles again, her tone sharp.] That's right...all you bitches had better watch out, because Princess Yukiko's hunt is right~ back~ on.


(ooc: Loss start here too~)

Thirty six.

[asangelsfly.livejournal.com]

[ there are a few pained groans as someone wakes up from a rather coma inducing drinking spree the night before, to put it simply he's got himself a hangover from hell which is all the more fun when you have new memories shoved in your head ]

...What...?

[ oh god, it's all rushing back to him. if you could only hear him cringe right now, although it's is kinda of adorable with his disheveled look he's got going on-- although it takes him forever and a day later to actually find the journal hidden underneath a pile of clothing and to actually think of something to say ]

It was a loss, my apologies. [ and he's going to close the journal now and die of what he thinks is embarrassment fhsjkfds ]

written. in a horrible bright color of sharpie marker. good luck reading it.

[bluespells.livejournal.com]

Are you pondering what I'm pondering?

Things we have: 1) the world's coolest indoor playground and 2) the ability to get (almost) anything we ask for.

Things we do not have: Something fun going on.

There is only one possible conclusion here. Go on, I'll wait.







If you guessed laser tag, give yourself a prize. You, me, whoever, this Friday night. It's on.

blog forty - What I Learned On My Summer Vacation

[bro-codebreaker.livejournal.com]

Dear Note-Leaving Castle Thing:

Hi. It's your most awesome resident, The Barnacle. What up. Here's my two cents on this whole roommate thing:

- Yue is awesome even if she can't make fancy water things.
- Burning the pie was NOT awesome.
- Was the cleaning thing really necessary? I mean, come on, we just made a mess of everything again afterward anyways.
- We had the best door in the history of EVER and I'm totally keeping the fake police tape for mine.

ALSO.

Crowley is a dirty horrible sucktastic carbonation-filled burpless lungless CHEATER, and my face hurts.

chapter 3 - in which rooms are returned to

[toolshedarsenal.livejournal.com]

So, that was ... less than spectacular. Though, I did appreciate the enormous pile of Mountain Dew. I'll be holding on to that for a while, thank you.

Those of you who might've known my roommate, though? He disappeared, about half through the week. Harry Potter... Black hair, glasses, just a kid? Yeah. I guess that means he went back to where he came from.

No skin off my back, though - means I got out of having to write those silly paragraphs. I haven't had a writing prompt that trite since college. Here's a better one for those of you who might give a shit:


There's debate about who said it first, but a lot of English enthusiasts think 'cellar door' is the most aesthetically pleasing phrase in the language. I'm not sure I buy it. If you don't, either, what do you think is, and why?

OPEN POSTTT /on hiatus..still kinda

[imaginates.livejournal.com]

[After having spent a ronery day in town yesterday, with the occasional visit to the castle to check up on Claire R, Kyle feels better enough to come back to the castle, repressing his man pain and determined to get over himself. >:( D-DAT DONT KILL ME CAN ONLY MAKE ME STRONGAH.

He has a lot of pent up aggression, even if... he feels 'better', so he's out in the gardens, kicking at stones, frowning at the ground like some angry guy that's angry at the world. He hasn't bothered to check the journal as he really doesn't feel like talking to anyone.

So come bother!! So he'll talk. Or pick a fight with you if you're a doucher.]

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[knifetrick.livejournal.com]

( Guts )

♕ thirty five

[steelbound.livejournal.com]

( room filter )

Thirty Sixth Song

[mysticalvender.livejournal.com]

Boy, has it been a long time since I had a rendezvous with Mr. Chain and Mrs. Ball. As fun as that social experiment was, I'm kinda glad I have my own room back. Bella? You're a doll, you come by any time you want.

Anyhoo, Halloween's coming up, and I smell a party. Who's with me?

open post is open. don't kick the baby!

[loluradopted.livejournal.com]

[There is a little boy sitting on the floor in the lobby. He's wearing a suit and looking all professional. As professional as a three year old with a trash can head can look, anyways.

Also, he appears to be reading a copy of Grapes of Wrath. :') He's about halfway through.]

058; the write stuff

[blinkandyoumiss.livejournal.com]

What I learned from the whole roommates thing: nine-year-olds make the best roommates.

And I'm so not a writer.

[Cue doodle of a very sad tiny Bart holding an oversized pen, running away from a bunch of oversized words. Apparently, the castle considers this enough to release him.]

─ one

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

[ if you listen carefully, you can the sound of someone lightly snoring. uru's asleep and having a funky dream. you can hear some pleasant sighs too. wake her up? :3 ]

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[tondeiru.livejournal.com]

[ She's staring at the book at a loss. She's only just arrived and doesn't quite understand what's happening. So, rather than inspect her surroundings she surveys the book. Page for page, it looks like a slew of conversations. Sometimes even voices, which surprises her and makes her drop the book with a start. ]

Oh! [ There's the sound of her shuffling the pages to try and find where she left off. It's a blank page, and it says just what's popped out of her mouth now. ]

How strange...

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[mechanisation.livejournal.com]

The Castle is going to do something on Halloween. Isn't it?

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[wasinthedark.livejournal.com]

[A certain stubborn, silver-haired teenager has conked out on a windowsill in the library. He looks kind of scrunched into it, and there's a ball and chain attached to one of his ankles, but nevertheless, he seems quite content to sleep there until whenever the hell he decides to wake up again.

Someone wake him up before he's stuck like that permanently. D:]

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[heliotroping.livejournal.com]

...I guess I kept on running without thinking.

[Filter away from Reno Browne, her companion, and others who might be affiliated with her]

I'm going to need a list of every name listed on the rooms in the castle in the morning.