Nov. 27th, 2009

[identity profile] cantsinganote.livejournal.com
So everyone's talking about what they're thankful for, I figured I may as well join in.

I'm happy I'm still bloody alive for one.

I had a few new discoveries about myself so I suppose I'm glad about those too and that I've made some new friends here.

I'm glad that place in town makes that chicken Marsala thing. It's bloody gorgeous.

Well that's four, anyone got anything else?
[identity profile] iownthehallows.livejournal.com
I do not think I have ever celebrated this holiday before, it seems to be about eating vast amounts of poultry and exclaiming how lucky you are.

I must confess that is a little odd. Particularly in such a place as this.

Is it not?
[identity profile] vengefullight.livejournal.com
[After once again hearing of Zazie's departure, Lucian got his ass out of the clinic - even though he's in no condition to be out - and is currently brooding on the roof out in the cold weather. Because that's what people do when they're brooding. They go on the roof. He's standing incredibly close to the edge-- but he knows what he's doing. Clearly, he needs someone to cheer him up. Or a brooding buddy. Or someone to drag his ass back to the clinic because those bandages clearly need changed. 8|]
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[personal profile] bound_darkness
[It's 6am... according to the clock on the night table... Why had he agreed to wake up that early again? --ah, right.

And it takes him... 5 minutes to actually get up. Damn bed is too comfy.
+
10 minutes: morning workout routine.
+
7 minutes: quick shower.
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5 minutes: getting ready--too many buckles...
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5 minutes: breakfast--not including the other 5 minutes to get to the kitchen. Never eat much when you're about to train, but never do it without something in your stomach.
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3 minutes: walking from the kitchen to the castle's entrance.
=
40 minutes later, Cloud is finally reaching the castle's front doors. Couldn't help but wonder if he didn't wake up early for nothing (not that he sleeps much anyway...). The no-longer-pumpkin-puppet must be surely gone by now or never arrived to the appointment to begin with, which would prove that she wasn't that interested in the whole thing--and it seemed he was wrong...

...

There she was.

He halted for a moment, actually surprised that she was still waiting, before closing the distance between them.]

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Nov. 27th, 2009 10:07 am
[identity profile] crowdingmysky.livejournal.com
private )

I like this holiday, very much.

Can't remember the last time I had solid meal that wasn't from a can.

[018]

Nov. 27th, 2009 12:56 pm
[identity profile] asitcouldbe.livejournal.com
[private] )

Did everyone have a good Thanksgiving? I'll admit it felt sort of weird asking the ghosts for a turkey dinner-- usually I rely on my sister for that sort of thing.

I did feel like a little bit of a recluse sitting and eating alone in my room, though; it kind of reminded me of my college days. I think it's clear I need to get out more.
[identity profile] firsttsurugi.livejournal.com
[fellow residents of Paradisa. guess whose back in the clinic? only...wait, what? he's making a bed? he's not in because of his own injuries this time! he forced a speedy recovery with the help of others and his own materia. after making his rounds to make sure that things seem to be in working order, he'll just be leaning up against the wall by a window]


... I'm sorry, Tear.


[got a booboo? wanna check in thinking he's hurt but instead he's helping? he's taking over for Tear for the shift]


[OOC; I'll be gone for the rest of the night, and most of the day of Saturday. But after that, I'll be back around to do tags if there are any! I haven't forgotten my Sonic post either, so if whomever was waiting on tags is up for backtags, I'll totally get to it. LOVE YOU GUYS! ♥]
[identity profile] luckyvalentine.livejournal.com
[Faye's curled up on the counter in the kitchen, bundled in a blanket and eating someone's thanksgiving leftovers she'd swiped from the fridge, journal left open beside her]

So you people really get into holidays here, huh?

[munch munch]

People dying, kidnappings going on, people getting holes cut through 'em...
But you can't miss your turkey. No sir.

This place does something to you. I think there's something in the water.

[slurp]
[identity profile] patriotist.livejournal.com
[As is pretty common with people just showing up at this place, the journal is open on Eli's desk, ready to capture the sounds of his waking up and being confused.]

Ten more minutes. I'll get up to go to school in ten minutes, I promise.




--wha? Where?

... If this is Osborn's fault, I'm going to crush that tin can he calls armor.
[identity profile] rasenhadou.livejournal.com
[as it's Friday night, it's no surprise that a movie can be heard over the journals. However, it doesn't sound like a very cheerful one - but that's probably because a knockoff of Saw III isn't exactly a kid's movie. There's woman's voice, and the entire scene sounds incredibly suspenseful.... and it culminates with a lot of screaming and her ribcage being torn off her body. Which means a lot of disgusting, gory, squelchy sounds over the journals.

And it's quickly overshadowed by dual laughter, which might as well sound like a goddamn echo.]


I don't believe it! You're sure this isn't real? Hah, that was amazing!

It's common in the future, so you should get used to it. Now stop talking--one of my favourite parts is coming up soon.

Tche, now that she's dead nothing interesting is happening. Are all movies this violent?

[A slight sigh of exasperation is heard]

No.

Heheh... too bad.

Was I always this talkative...?

((Opennnn and journal. Blue = Yami no Bakura and red = Thief King Bakura. Not... that you can actually tell the difference. ajfl Also this is happening this post.~))

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Nov. 27th, 2009 06:52 pm
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[personal profile] enjoythe_ride
[and cue Bela coming to with a bit of a groan, her head throbbing and, well, her whole body hurts to be honest. It's rather disorienting to remember your death and not remember why right away. Muttered, uncomfortably.]

So that's what that feels like. Thank God I never have to do that again.

[a beat as she remembers the world she comes from]

Please, let me never have to do that again.

[looks up and over at the man sitting in the room with her, before reaching back to filter on the journal]

[Clinic Filter] )
[identity profile] silentrefrain.livejournal.com
[taped into the journal]

picture below the cut! )

[written rather small at the bottom]

We are also hiring. Girls only, please.

[and even smaller]

Unless you are a boy who looks very good in a dress.


[[OOC: Replies will be sporatic, but I wanted to post this before the December madness starts! Her boss knows no shame. ): ]]
[identity profile] silentrefrain.livejournal.com
Private; )

[written more neatly than usual, though her odd sense of letter size and the occasional corrected grammar mistake is still there]

A friend told me something when we first met each other.

He said that when people like me are made, something is added to them. Then sometimes they take something away from them as well, so that these new people do not become better than normal people.

Are there other people here who come from a place where this happens? Sometimes I see people around who look a little like animals, like the people like me I used to know...
[identity profile] recoveryone.livejournal.com
Okay. That was...something of a learning experience.

Still fun nonetheless.
[identity profile] leadthedance.livejournal.com
Private )


[Gino is sitting out in the lobby with his cat, as usual, but today? Gino's holding a doll of a chibi Tristan. He's fiddling with its little arms while the cat's staring at the open journal sitting beside them. Gino then glances at the journal, and speaks to it.]

Does anyone here do anything special on their birthdays, or is it a case of either you celebrate or ignore it?

... or does the castle do something that I don't know about?

theft: 38

Nov. 27th, 2009 10:02 pm
[identity profile] hyper-thief.livejournal.com
Okay... Though eating really really yummy food yesterday was amazing, I don't think I really liked the turkey all that much. Kinda... funky tastin'. Like, this stuffing stuff, with potatoes that are squished, are pretty good! Can't believe there is a holiday where you get to eat lotsa food!


And Yunie... where are you? Have you gotten lost or something?

CXXXIV.

Nov. 27th, 2009 10:26 pm
[identity profile] exanimatus.livejournal.com
[somewhere deep in the demonology section of the library, Zelman's taking books and journals off the shelves, flipping through them briefly, sometimes stopping on a page or two, and then tossing the book over his shoulder. A rather panicky ghost is behind him, catching them safely, and the expression on his face may lead you to believe he's started doing it on purpose. There's a castle journal buried somewhere under another pile of books...]

Hm... No.

[toss, pause, flip flip flip flip]

Not quite.

[toss, pause, flip flip flip--]

Ah... Interesting, but no.

[toss, pause, flip flip flip flip flip flip...]
[identity profile] charmandsmiles.livejournal.com
[Hello, Paradisa, have the sound of one very bored Doctor doing a bit of maintenance on his self's TARDIS >>] Oi, you're in terrible condition. String Bean's got no excuse for this sort of mess, look at state of these wires! [soothingly] No worries, old girl, I'll have you sorted out in no time. Maybe I'll even convince him to take us both out for a bit. Explore the planet. Sounds like fun, yeah? [yes, he is talking to his ship. and stroking her, too, but you lot can't see that :|]
[identity profile] darkevangel.livejournal.com
Attention all stupid hero-types:

There's a foolish girl, turned into a puppet, frozen in a block of ice and floating in the middle of the duck pond. I know you guys can never have enough of rescuing people, so have at it.

Don't worry too much, though. If you guys can't get her out of the ice, it'll thaw... in about ten years.

[a somewhat amused, haughty, and most of all evil laugh goes here]


[ooc: so after her training with Cloud, Halloween kind of let it get to her head and challenged Eva.... result: iceblock'd

feel free to save her from her own stupidity, she's floating in the duck pond just like Eva said, though Eva herself's moved back on to the castle by the time she made this entry

Dolly-approved naturally]

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Nov. 27th, 2009 11:05 pm
[identity profile] iknowhowtogetit.livejournal.com
[backdated to thanksgiving day;]

Delysia )

Friends )

...looks like everyone's staying pretty normal. [a beat] As normal as most people can be.

[edited in directly after that thought; someone has an idea!] Princess Yue )

(ooc. tentatively coming off hiatus with my ladies. I should be passed out from staying up/working all of blaqk friday, but... oh well. time to unwind finally. poke jun. do it do it.)
[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_fredless/
Most days I distract myself into not missing them. And it's not like I even got home all that often for Thanksgiving that much before either. Not since I left for L.A. But at least I could call them. Hear all about what they cooked that year. The turkey. About how Daddy for into the pies.

I have a lot to be thankful for, I know that. And I know that somewhere, some me is calling them just the same. But I miss them. I miss him.

I just can't seem to get past helping that.
[identity profile] howdare.livejournal.com
[ out of nowhere, there's the sound of something wooden falling over. cue a low scaaaaary voice, and the fact that it's quiet somehow makes it scarier ]

...How unamusing. To have the gall to kidnap me? This kind of impudence won't be tolerated.

Go.

[ pause, and an odd shuffle of confusion ]

...

Go.

[ another pause ]

...What is this?!

[ sounds of footsteps as he stalks out of the room and abandons the journal, voice fading into a growl ]

I need to find Lord Raenef.

[ and is now wandering your halls for his demon lord, paradisa B| ]

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