Nov. 26th, 2009

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Nov. 26th, 2009 12:08 am
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[The journal falls open in time to pick up the sound of hellhound howls -- those who've heard 'em before would probably recognize them pretty easily, and if not, they're still pretty eerie sounding. There's a moment before, closer to the journal, there's the sound of heavy huffing and breathing, followed by a low rumbling growl.

Anyone who's actually in the lobby won't exactly see anything -- hellhounds are invisible unless they're coming at you -- but they can probably see the movement of the things they disturb, and the very panicked young woman who's freaking out because she
can see them.]

No ... I ... no!

[and then she's running across the lobby trying to get away and they're in hot pursuit, tearing across the lobby as she heads towards the stairs -- logically she should be heading towards the front door but logic be damned, she thinks she's gonna die. She takes one tentative glance back over her shoulder and that's enough to disorient her as she slams into the wall, slumping to the floor as she's knocked herself out cold.

As soon as she's out, the hounds are gone, but she's pretty much left where she is. Someone come take her to the clinic, please?]


[And canon bump is go! Open to anyone who wants to find her/have witnessed.]
[identity profile] lessthanstelar.livejournal.com
[Crackly crackly crackle.

Wow, um... the journal is burning up. Muffled by the sound of flames are growling noises-- if you knew him during Dead Space, then... it might sound familiar.]

[The door to Subaru's room snaps open with a dull recorded 'boom', and smoke billows into the hallway...]
[identity profile] imahumanryo.livejournal.com
[Forest Filter]

[Ryoki's crashing around with his journal open in his back pocket. He's hoping Travis has his and if he really isn't as close to him as he thought, he'll come to Ryoki. You know, high hopes and all that]

Travis! Come out already! I know you're here somewhere! I had to bow to a damn Hippo-thing and then ride it just to find you. I almost threw up! The least you could do is come out and talk to me. Come on, man, it's cold out here. Don't be such a bitch. Come out and talk to me.


Come on, Travis.... Please?
[identity profile] luv8vul.livejournal.com
[Liz;]

[the following is dictated along with footsteps; he's making the short trip down to visit you in your room]

What are you doing tomorrow? Since it's Thanksgiving, I thought we should get together for dinner.

I've already got everything we need. Of course, it'll take just a little bit of time to set up the table perfectly, and to ensure we get candles that are properly the same length, and....

[/Liz]


[the filter is cut off here, and there's the sound of the journal being dropped onto the ground- thankfully, it's still open to catch Kid's shocked voice]

What... what happened here!?

The walls! They're all......!!

Who would do something like this!?

─ ten

Nov. 26th, 2009 05:26 am
[identity profile] wornbright.livejournal.com
private )

bella-chan )

[ the sound of wood snapping half and uru going 'gah!' goes here. a couple of minutes of silence before she plops down with her journal and dictates to it ]

I've never celebrated Thanksgiving before. Does the castle do anything for it? Killer turkeys?!

friends )


[ ooc: if you're on her friends/acquaintances list you can totally see the filter o/ ]
[identity profile] leadthedance.livejournal.com
Wait. There's a holiday the day before my birthday? Since when?

What's it about, exactly?

[excuse Gino. He is baffled by you commoner folk.]

Trick 006;

Nov. 26th, 2009 08:52 am
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[personal profile] pumpkinbutt
Ho ho~ I never knew being human would be so much fun! Even if it's a real pain sometimes--having to wear layers of clothing sucks.

I think eating and sleeping are the best parts!

But that's not what I wanted to write in here anyway--I need someone who can use a sword to train spar with me! That way, for sure I'll beat the Weakling into a pulp the next time we battle!


[[ooc; yes, battle 8| beware the Arthurian Empire, Allen. We will rock you.]]
[identity profile] biological.livejournal.com
I must admit, I'm certainly "thankful" for this ingenious little journal system.

After all, it's come in quite handy in gathering information getting to know you all better thus far.

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Nov. 26th, 2009 11:49 am
[identity profile] pwnspatrickjane.livejournal.com
[written in enormous letters:]

HAPPY TURKEY DAY, PARADISA!



[then dictated:]

So, hit me you guys. What's your favorite Thanksgiving food? Or, if you happen to be from a world that doesn't really celebrate Thanksgiving, what's your favorite food, period?

Me, personally? I'm a stuffing guy.


[I'm going to be out for most of the afternoon due to Thanksgiving things, but yay for slow/backtagging? I should be around later tonight.]

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Nov. 26th, 2009 12:42 pm
[identity profile] flashsteps.livejournal.com
[Dictated]

Private )

For those that knew them, Urahara Kisuke and Hirako Shinji went home.
[identity profile] keep-yrslf-aliv.livejournal.com
[So the journal flips open while Sol is quite obviously in the music room. Obvious how? Freddie Mercury obvious, that's how! He's playing Queen at obnoxiously loud volumes without a care as to who hears it or who it annoys.]

Heh... I'm thankful for these guys!
[identity profile] admonishme.livejournal.com
[dictated, because you don't want to see his awful spelling ]

Huh. I haven't seen any happy turkeys today. But today is a day dedicated to them, right?

I wonder where they're all hiding?
[identity profile] sneakingly.livejournal.com
[Parker has thought long and hard about what she's thankful for, seeing as that's what today is all about and that seems to be the thing to do on Thanksgiving. She also idly drew while she was dwelling so have a pretty picture drawn onto the page.]



I'm thankful for money. Earth money, anyway.

And my team, I guess. They're the first family I've ever really had.

And cereal.
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[personal profile] yeahihidmypants
[the journal is lying on the ground, and Ollie jots down the teams, and leaves it open. Cheering via journal, or watching the men outside is completely encouraged]


Ollie --  -- Clark
Cassie --  -- Dick
Wally --  -- Jamie
Washington --  -- Booster
Bart --  -- John


It could be worse, the ground could be frozen. [instead it's just freaking cold, claps his hands together, rubbing them together to warm them up] Come on, any day now Clark!



[ooc: what Thanksgiving isn't complete without a game of football? Pick a team, make a play, powers are welcome - CHEATERS - we'll try to run a few plays!]
[identity profile] redresolve.livejournal.com
[ Happy Thanksgiving, people! Exorcists and friends of said people have been invited to a nice little holiday feast in Room 1311! It has been decorated appropriately for the occasion (the beds have been temporarily replaced by tables and chairs) and there is a ton of food -- there has to be with Allen there cooked up by yours truly.

So feel free to stop by and hang out with your favorite Exorcists. You know you want to ]


[ooc; Open, of course! ]
[identity profile] fondler.livejournal.com
Private )

'Hime )


[ sniff sniff ]

I just went across the hall to visit Zazie-chan... and her nameplate is gone. So, I guess that means she's gone. So soon after Kuma-chan, too.

[ sniff ]

What does this stupid castle have against good-looking redheads, anyway?!

[ stop. pause ]

...Hm. Does that mean I'm going home soon, too?

[ ooc; tags will be slow :< ]
[identity profile] metaknightly.livejournal.com
[Someone's finally getting better in the clinic, but still pretty much incapacitated. He softly mutters "Galaxia, return" and there's the sound of crackling for a moment. He stares at his reflection in the gold metal and sighs.]

Figures I'd miss this holiday again.
[identity profile] priestish.livejournal.com
Today is a day to give thanks - for any and all of the things and people in our lives we should be grateful for. For the little things we overlook, and for the big things we cannot avert our eyes from. Though this castle is capable of great feats of cruelty, it's also given us things for which we should be thankful... Second chances with people we thought long gone, or precious moments of peace from worlds plagued with conflict, famine, and war.

Without this opportunity, I never would've had the chance to experience all of you. And for that, I'm especially grateful. Thank you for being wonderful friends.

[it's five o'clock; the church in the Satis tower is decorated with beautiful wreaths thanks to Amanda Grayson and her generosity. room has been made for a long table, on which sits all the typical Thanksgiving fixings, as well as a few extras. it smells so good!

come one, come all!
]

[open post! you know you want to eat sum turkey :3 threadhopping/backtagging is totally cool with me, so go crazy!]
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[personal profile] supes
[302 Filter]

[Hey look, it's Thanksgiving dinner at Clark and Lana's. Since 302 is normally just a single-bedroom version of the Kent farmhouse, it hasn't changed much in size; it's its normally cozy, home-sweet-home sort of self. Save the huge dining table and food and all.]





[ooc: Open to friends/family and DC cast, as well as any plus ones, or whatever. And you know what? Party-crashers and general tagalongs are totally welcome too. You know Clark wouldn't turn anyone away, he can always find another chair ♥

Backtagging and all that stuff totally cool.

Also in true Thanksgiving style, football was totally played before dinner. All guys and tomboys welcome to join.]
[identity profile] loluradopted.livejournal.com
[scrawled in very messy toddler handwriting, complete with a few backwards and awkward letters]

I AM THANKFUL FOR

MY BIG BROTHER KYLE


[ooc: alkwejkw slows tags will be slow]
[identity profile] afonist.livejournal.com
Clinic Staff )

[ooc: Pretend this was earlier. /fail]

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