028 // clinic filter

[berserkism.livejournal.com]

( clinic filter )

☇thirty-three;

[alt-hulk.livejournal.com]

[Apparently when Ted goes to angst, he goes to the castle roof to do it. Stargazing! It's pretty therapeutic, really. And a perfect distraction for his current body issues.

The castle sucks, but he can't really get away from it... might as well use it to do something he enjoys. OPEN~]

[ ooc: alright, and it's to bed with me! Will pick up replies in the morning :) ]

☠ oo4

[awomanbitme.livejournal.com]

( private )

( ino )

( lucille )

(no subject)

[solidarism.livejournal.com]

[ the journal picks up a bit of tinkering before the sound of a very beautiful lullaby starts up. the source is a music box she had stumbled across while touring the castle, but she's clutching it like it's some sort of precious treasure right now.

she's seated on the stairs just outside of the castle in her pajamas -- but this time she was nice enough to point and let Farnese know she was pretty much going to do her thing outside. really, she doesn't try to get the girl in trouble on purpose. and she's kind of learning! with the music box in hand and the journal open next to her, she's staring up at the stars

they were really bright here. ]

Ah..

[ooc; As I'm sure people have noticed Casca's amazing speaking skills, most of her posts will be action-y like this. /fails So they'll always be open for some bothering. ♥]

(no subject)

[supes]

[there's the sound of a loud, wooden CRACK and metal hinges bursting, and then something large whipping through the air; something very large has just broken, and then there's just Clark's voice, horribly guilty.]

... oops.

[If you've noticed that the front door to the castle is gone, that's because it's whipping across the sky and into the distance. Oops, indeed. Clark puts his hands on his hips and frowns. That's the last time he gets distracted reading the journal while multitasking.]




[ooc: Solar flares means Clark accidentally getting a power surge just as he was opening the door. Bye bye, castle's front door.]

(no subject)

[time-lady-fred.livejournal.com]

[S'up Paradisa. Have the sound of one rather bewildered Time Lady exploring her room.] Doctor? Where am I? How did I... oh, he isn't here. I do hope he's all r- hello, what's this? [she finds the journal, and is realises that it's been recording everything she just said! Cue flipping through the pages] How extraordinary, a communication device in journal form.

...Excuse me, but does anyone know where I might find the Doctor? You can't miss him - capricious, arrogant, self-opinionated, and suffering from a massive compensation syndrome. Oh, and he's wearing a ridiculous scarf. [excuse her if she sounds a little bitter, Doctors. snark is an excellent coping mechanism for nearly having your spine snapped in half, ffff. which, by the way, ow.]

four hearts, two timelords, one dozen cupcakes... (open!)

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

[so, how does a Time Lord on the 11th floor beat a Time Lord on the 2nd floor to the kitchen in the lobby? simple: he cheats and takes the TARDIS. there's a very distinct and somewhat familiar vworping noise, and the Police Box materializes just outside the kitchen door, in the lobby. out strolls Five, hands in his pockets, trying not to grin as much as he really wants to as he heads into the kitchen.

once he's inside, he goes about rummaging through the cupboards, finding a shelf full of cookbooks and bringing a stack of them out onto the table.

there's got to be one with a recipe for DISASTER banana cupcakes in here somewhere.]

(no subject)

[cloakand_danger]

[There's a little boy in the lobby. He's lying right in the middle of the floor, drawing on the journal with crayons.]

Guess Who's Back (Not that he remembers the last time)

[so-pregnable.livejournal.com]

So here I am, in a magical castle, with a magical book thing, and all I can think of is "At least it doesn't look like I have to play baseball to save the world this time." Or punch a man-shark. How messed up is that?

My questions, in brief: 1) Are you all people with magical books that have writing on the inside like I am or are you magical book people living in a magical book land? (Yes, I have to ask. I always have to ask. My life has stuff like talking gorillas in it and I made out with a mermaid once, of course I have to ask).

1a) If you're magical book people that live in a book, do you eat the pencil shavings or something?

2) If you're not magical book people, what the hell's going on? One minute I'm bench-pressing a cow and wondering if I should do my chemistry homework, and the next I'm in some freaky castle and I don't even remember a zap. Or a poof. Or any of the typical noises you hear when stuff like this happens. Not even a zork or a paff. Also, I'm feeling major major good vibes. It's...sunny here. P.S. I'm sorry about somebody's door? I was upstairs and I just...kind of leaned on it, and well....

Anyway, I feel really good right now. Which almost makes up for the fact that I'm confused about who I am.

Somebody fill me in on the nitty gritty: What is this place? Why are we here?

And whose butt do we have to kick to go home? I'm good at that part.

[Have one hella confused half-Kryptonian, who some may recognize. He knows something is missing from his memory, but hasn't figured out what it is yet, and the whole solar flare thing is not really helping to make him feel normal. It's like finding out you're partly amnesiac and being high at the same time. You feel real good when you know you should probably be feeling pretty bad. ]

002

[someoneto-carry.livejournal.com]

( Serenity Crew )

[Zoe is wandering the gardens of Paradisa, looking at the gorgeous beds and bushes of flowers and plants that are breathtaking in sight. Though while most new people are captivated by the beauty of the gardens, she just seems uneasy. She rubs her arms, mostly talking to herself]

Yep. Something about this place bothers me.

[OOC: open or over the journal post]

(no subject)

[halfgoddess.livejournal.com]

Who: Cassie and Kon
What: Reunion. Sort of. Time travel and dimensions and all.
When: After Kon arrives 8D
Where: 17th floor hallway.
Rating: Idk? PG?

( Donna was RIGHT... )

33.

[seeded-flame.livejournal.com]

Sei-san went home.

....

Joshua, I owe you a sundae.

(no subject)

[notmyfaultwall.livejournal.com]

Wait. Person that I was rooming with. Wheeere did you go?

(no subject)

[gracelesslamb.livejournal.com]

[Bella is in the laundry room, oddly enough. Sure the castle could do it for her but she actually finds it calming! For now, she's just sitting in one of the chairs, legs close to her chest, with an older looking book resting against her bent knees while she reads. She's not really reading, more just thinking. The smell of laundry with the sounds of the machines are kind of a nice reminder of being home. She knows the quiet won't last long in a big place like Paradisa though.]

[OOC: Open post!]

⚜ 002. on nights when I can't sleep, I long for your voice

[sinfully-pure.livejournal.com]

He still hasn't arrived yet... Maybe... he won't at all. Is this punishment for leaving him alone by himself? I... suppose it's fitting. Still, I wish I was able to at least see him once before being brought here.

[ there's a ronery vampire wandering about. Anyone wanna bump into him? ]

[[ooc; So I had the worst timing ever when I introduced him what with volunteer work and midterms and stuff, but I'm here now OTL. Yes, yes, I fail.]]

(no subject)

[tehhaxxorz.livejournal.com]

[Library filter]

[here there be a Riley, working on his computers and doing the daily upkeep to keep CastleNet running nice and smooth]

➳ 3

[daine.livejournal.com]

[Dictated]

( Private )

There are other people here who are the only one from their world. What's it like for you?

xi; ♦ : chrysoprase

[perfectlikeme.livejournal.com]

Giiiiiiiiii~noooooooooo~

You're not doing anything right now, are you~? ♥

(no subject)

[badassbewbs.livejournal.com]

[...]

Boobs.

174.

[oirokenojutsu.livejournal.com]

[Naruto is sitting in the hallway of the fifteenth floor near Gaara's old room, staring at Gaara's pet porcupine which is now... his... and is scuttling around in front of him on the floor. He sighs, trying to figure out how to pick him up without getting hurt]

Does anyone here know anything about porcupines?

[a long pause; he sounds a bit sad but relieved]

Gaara is gone, so I have to take care of the one he had now.

[have some cute yipping sounds from the thing as it tries to climb on his journal, and Naruto laughs]

At least he can properly take care of things back home now, being Kazekage and all.

...

Though my room is suddenly turning into a zoo, jeez... A fish, a cat, a dog, and now a porcupine.


[[ooc: orz I'm off my "hiatus" DX]]

029 //

[berserkism.livejournal.com]

[filtered to; Mai]

I'd like to know who took my sword.

[filtered to; Judeau]

We should talk.

[and sometime later, Guts walks up to Allen's door, standing outside of it for what has to have been a long time before finally knocking. son, your dad is here to apologize for beating you around in the kitchen, please answer :(]

[346]

[ino]

( That guy who took Guts' sword )

( Guts )