‹ captain's log ☆ 005 ›

[boldlygoes.livejournal.com]

[ Jim strolls into the DeathMatch, journal in hand, and he sits down at the bar, trying to decide what to drink. It's not as if alcohol is any fun anymore, so... ]

Anybody got any suggestions on drinks that taste just as good without alcohol as with?

[ It's more of an idle question, though, and he keeps debating while he looks around the bar for anyone that catches his eye. ]


[ So Jim's decided that in order to break up the monotony of his castle existence, it would be a good plan to see if he can't find/make a bar brawl. Anyone up for one? ]

(no subject)

[thequeenconsort.livejournal.com]

[ because Daily has done jack with Gwen!Merlin: she's in your kitchen Paradisa, whipping up a mean meal. and don't mind the bouquet of very pretty flowers placed in a vase nearby -- those are for Morgana!Arthur. so yes, feel free to stumble across this very manly sight. awesome smelling food is awesome!

what. at least she isn't humming or wearing a frilly apron ]

It's reassuring to see that while some things have changed, others have not.

(no subject)

[preparedforthis.livejournal.com]

Who: Duster preparedforthis and Kumatora pkuppercut
What: Chilling together, watching their canon's shoutout to Earthbound.
When: Friday night.
Where: The theatre.
Rating: PG for percolating romantic tension.

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Final Verse

[purespoony.livejournal.com]

[Edward was walking down the stairwell from the roof down to the kitchen area, carrying his journal in one hand, a simple bag of candy in the other hand and his lute strapped to his back.
He was on the stairs between the second and first floor before he stops suddenly. The journal opens up as it drops out of Edward's hands and falls to the ground, recording his last moments]

What is happening to-

[He falls, his body tumbling down the stairs until he hits the ground floor. The bag of candy is released from his hand and spills open, scattering across the floor. His head is lying at a sharp angle, and he is dead by the time anyone can reach him]

[OOC: See here. Completely open post and since Edward clearly can't respond to comments, threadjack each other like there's no tomorrow]

☼ 27

[lionise.livejournal.com]

( Room Filter )

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[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[Filtered away from the Earl and any of his Allies]

[Besides Crowley's entry, Allen hasn't been paying too close to the journal so he's pretty unaware of some of the events going on]

Um, hello everyone! As Crowley mentioned earlier, tonight's Guy Fawkes Night. And while you can read his...colourful explanation of the holiday so you know roughly what it's about, we were thinking about celebrating it.

So if you're interested, we're going to try to have a bonfire out in the courtyard tonight! You don't have to be British to come, and you can even think of it as a way to make up for Halloween not being celebrated if you find the real reason for celebrating a bit too odd. I don't know if we'll be burning effigies of people, and we certainly won't be burning one of Clark like Crowley said - but it'll still be a bonfire none the less!

Oh! And there will be food too! Both traditional English foods like toffee apples and other things if you aren't a fan of that.

So...would anyone be interested in coming?

[OOC: I have...no idea if the actual party will be threaded out or imply. ITS UP TO YOU GUYS AND WHAT YOU ARE INTERESTED IN ♥ ]

// five //

[notmachoish.livejournal.com]

My, this has been an interesting few weeks. I wonder, what do a majority of you find yourselves doing when the castle isn't introducing some sort of - hm, how to word this? - entertainment?

...By the way, I have a small notice to all the male occupants of the castle - I'm afraid my dear friend Cloud Strife might be in need of some cheering up. You should definitely pay him a visit sometime soon~♪ And don't let him chase you away! Get right on up and give that man a hug! You know you want to. ♥

[ooc: you might've noticed in Cloud's last post that he's been genderbent! yes, this is Komui's fault. Cloud's emitting aphrodisiacs that will make him seem quite delicious to the opposite sex. GET IN THERE AND GET REVENGE FOR HIM MACKIN' ON KOMUI'S LITTLE SISTER.]

editted in later:

[Filter to: the Millennium Earl]

If you are amenable to the idea, I'd like to discuss something with you, Earl.

(no subject)

[shutupfatass.livejournal.com]

Uhm... Hey. Is anyone named Tony Stark around?

I found a dead guy near the stairs, and someone told me to go get you.

((OOC. But really the more the merrier?))

♐ third shot

[yeahihidmypants]

( Justice League... sure he'll give it a shot )

[006] What's a few hundred years between friends?

[thirteenth.livejournal.com]

[There's a white haired boy wandering around the castle grounds today, looking utterly confused as he looks around the various rooms.]

Aaa. Did somebody move the Academy?


[ooc: Ukitake's first loss. He's de-aged quite considerably and thinks he's back in the academy. Open post is very open.]

Mask 102 - 100 Ways To Cause Problems

[rank1killer.livejournal.com]

Okay, I'm being nice today. As in, get your kicks while it lasts, fuckers!

My awesome scooter and I are gonna haul some serious ass. If you've never been on, or seen, the awesome that is the Schpeltiger, then your life has been woefully boring and you're probably not getting any.

So, come on and catch a ride. You won't forget it.

But, seeing as this is a limited time offer, I've gone ahead and held a special, mandatory raffle with all you guys entered into it to win the very first, and therefore best, ride. You know, because only someone boring would turn this offer down. And I am proud to say that the winner of this raffle is...

LENALEE! [There is a click and really cheesy game show music starts playing]

Go on folks, give her a big hand. CLAP FUCKERS!

Anyone else, better start throwing in offers while you have a chance, there are only a limited number of rides available!

[ooc: So yeah. This is the scooter/bike/whatev. It goes stupid fast. You know you wanna ride it with him.]

what we are is what we are & what we wear is vintage clothes

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

Who: Yes! Three, Five, and Ten Whos, to be exact.
What: An outing, to cheer Three up a bit
When: The afternoon of her arrival
Where: The Pillar Fields!
Rating: PG at most ... they're Doctors, c'mon.

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112 Ocean Avenue is not a place to spend the night

[onlyanapple.livejournal.com]

[Have this written in neat and incredibly old fashioned handwriting on the journal page]

Remember, remember the fifth of November.
The Gunpowder Treason and Plot
I know of no reason
Why the Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot

[And we’re back to Crowley dictating his entry as usual, because he’s lazy and only wrote the rhyme to build atmosphere]

It occurs to me most of you are woefully uneducated on cultures outside of your own little universes or what the castle deems as a holiday. So, I come bearing an example from merry old blighty. [Pause] That’s Britain, for those having trouble keeping up.

( OOC cut is very OCC )

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[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

[still sounding a little haggard from Halloween]

Ugh. You ever have those dreams that keep, uh...those reoccurring dreams?

They get old.


( Filtered to Villains, Bad Guys, Evildoers, and Antagonists )

Fifty Sixth Beacon

[recoveryone.livejournal.com]

Well, that was fun. The zombies were a nice surprise. And by surprise, I mean "pain in the ass". And by nice, I mean "major". And by zombies, I mean someone better cut George Romero a check.

(no subject)

[wonderfulname.livejournal.com]

( Filtered to everyone who has murdered another person while in Paradisa )

01 ☠ It's a dead man's party!

[afewbonesloose.livejournal.com]

[Dictated seeing as the bearer of this journal is talking to himself while flipping through the pages;]

--How strange indeed! It was one thing to find myself sleep-walking through the woods, but just how did I end up in a place like this? It's certainly not familiar to any place I have been to in Halloween Town. And the Mayor hasn't made any announcements of a new castle being built either. Although, it would be a nice touch! Perhaps by the cemetery....

[Some more page turning can be heard before the bearer just sighs and there is a resounding THUD to be heard.]

A most peculiar place this castle is. What do you think, Zero?

[Two barks followed by a small whimper.]

Ah, of course! I'm certain one of the inhabitants can help us!

[Have another bark.]

Now, now, there isn't anything to be worried about! I'm sure we'll be back in time before Sally notices we're gone! ...Once I find out how we arrived here that is. Hmmm...

One: This isn't Oz, and this certianly isn't Eureka

[yeah-iknowdad.livejournal.com]

[Dictated]

Toto.. we are seriously not in Eureka anymore.

Please tell me this is just another one of Fargo's whacky fantasy experiments gone wrong.

[Some cell phone button sounds.]

No reception? Of course, there's no reception. Okay guys, "haha" this isn't funny. Seriously. I have a test tomorrow on the laws of thermodynamic physics. Anybody? Dad? Jo? Allison? Henry? Tess..?

[A muffled groan, she's covering her face with something]

Why don't they just hand me the F now?

063; [written; then in-person outside Cloud's door]

[firsttsurugi.livejournal.com]

I'm leaving the castle for a while. You won't find me in town either. I need some time alone to think. You can deal with me not being here until then.

Good bye.

- Cloud Strife

[Cloud won't be responding back to anyone as he closes the book. that's pretty much his excuse to be able to go undercover as his genderbent self until then. SO! you'll find 'Sarah' outside Cloud's door, inspecting it curiously]

Hmmm... Should I stay here? Or just keep wandering?

─ six

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

[ there's a tiny girl sitting on the steps by the main entrance, staring blankly ahead while holding a cup of hot chocolate. she's actually thinking-- and missing home very much :C come bug her? ]

(no subject)

[thekingofthelab.livejournal.com]

Are there any trained medical professionals here that have experience with blood and fibrous tissue? I... am noticing something odd about the victim found by the staircase earlier today, but unfortunately lack the proper training in those particular areas to properly evaluate the abnormalities.

((OOC. Assume this was earlier, and I don't fail ;_;))

first laugh // hee hee hoo hoo haa haa!

[jokerish.livejournal.com]

[the sound of footsteps is clearly audible as the Joker makes his way down the hallway - a steady gait. there's a far-off scream getting closer...]

It's ALIVE! What if it eats me?! AAAaaaAAA~HH!

[he stops, suddenly:]

...Harley? What the blazes--

[that screaming is getting VERY close, before there's a noise like a collision and a small, girly squeak.]

Mistah Jay?!

[his tone abrasive and sharp] Harley, you ninny! Don't you watch where you're going?!

B-but there's this book, 'n it's alive!

What are you on about now?

No, really! It'll just start recordin' your thoughts, and writin' down what you say, and you'll get all cozy and then WHAM! CHOMPERS!

... [a long pause, then, more softly...]

Harls?

...yeah, puddin'?

Let's try that game we talked about, hm? The one where you SHUT THE HELL UP FOR A WHILE and LET DADDY THINK!!

[ooc: bold is Harley, rest is Joker. they're out wandering the halls, feel free to run into them or leave them messages on the journals 8D!]

(no subject)

[cloakand_danger]

[Yuan's in the library, sitting at a table with a few different books on it, looking through one of them. This isn't unusual in and of itself, but it's not common for him to be looking up books of poetry. The journal is sitting open nearby, and occasionally catches him murmuring something to himself, sometimes in Common, sometimes in Angelic.]

...It well may be...I do not think I would.

[Pages flip for a bit]

'No star shines as bright...'

[More page-flipping. What is he up to?]

o3.

[notpeach.livejournal.com]

( Filter / Hitsugaya )

[In the kitchen, making some watermelon sorbet~. She's making a huge batch, so feel free to steal some or ask for a bowl of your own! Chances are, she'll be more than happy to make you some.]

Mm... I hope I did this right...

[Might need a taste tester too. She promises it's not poisoned. Really.]


[ooc: Open post is v. v. open. Please do bother. 8Db]

Stage Select -- Mission 1

[limitlessx.livejournal.com]

ZERO!!

[After that distressed yell, there's a startled gasp, and a long pause. Then are footsteps that sound like they were that of a robotic being's, then soft talking.]
What..? Where am I--

Wh-Where is Zero!?

[a small 'beep' as he reaches up and activates the communicator in his helmet]
Alia! Come in! Do you read me? Alia!!

[Another pause]

No transmission... I've lost all contact with HQ...


... Zero...

Fifty Seventh Beacon

[recoveryone.livejournal.com]

[So there is this guy decked out in some pretty hardcore armor. And he's got a pretty hardcore collection of guns. And since the gun range is a little too close to the castle for his taste, he's set up some pretty good make shift targets (conveniently with purple and green coloring) up on some trees.

And he's got the shotgun out, which makes a nice sound and does some nicer damage to those nice targets he's made. Boy, do those meticulously crafted heads explode real good when they're shot.]

You weren't using that, were you? Didn't think so.

[Another shot, and the upper half is ripped to shreds. And Wash pauses to reload his gun, before setting up a new target]

No really, go on. Tell me why I shouldn't shoot you. I'm all ears.

[He might seem like he's going kind of crazy, but really, roleplaying helps kids.]

Yeah, you're right. I'm not buying it.

[KABOOM! And another head is destroyed.

So, open post kids. Anyone want to come bother Washington as he's blowing up SPARTAN look-a-like targets? Come on, you know you want to.

Unless you...you know...might get mistaken for one of the targets. You know who you are :P]