case 014

[justastic.livejournal.com]

[Filtered AWAY from Travis Touchdown]

Alright, I don't really care, but does anyone know what, specifically, has gotten into Travis this time? He's acting even more crass than usual. I--

Wait. I didn't mean to say it like that.
[/Filter]

[Clears his throat! Apollo is in the kitchen, waiting on something to cook and looking...a little perturbed now.]

Okay, that was weird. The castle had better not be pulling something again...though I should be thankful that the last one was just trapped on a limited diet. Having Mai sleeping on me and that...whatever, with Bad Girl wasn't so bad.

--shit! [lgngknlah SHUTS THE JOURNAL]


(ooc: LOSS START. Apollo cannot tell a lie!)

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[zone-of-truth.livejournal.com]

[Today, when Sweets wakes up, he actually KNOWS the room he's in, which has been a first since this whole mess started. However, this room does not give him the warm and fuzzies at the moment. Last he heard, she wasn't being so nice, and that didn't exactly make him feel good about being here, but Del was his friend.

He could trust her.

Right?


... He really hopes she's off her loss.]

Big ideas

[yesyesiam.livejournal.com]

[in this journal there are some experimental blueprints and equations for a portal to Mars as far away from the Castle as possible. The equations seem about right, but feel free to revise his work.

And underneath that is a list]

-Animal Translator
-Invisible boat
-Time traveling submarine
-Rocket ship
-Race car (remote controlled)
-Giant ice-cream machine

Hmm...

Oh, by the way does anybody want a miniature plane? It works, but it's only about a foot.

(no subject)

[bluespells.livejournal.com]

[Quiet rustling, and then a yawn.]

--Well. this is new.

Uh.

[Distantly; the sound of a door opening and Billy's faint voice:] So at least this isn't a creepy Doctor Doom thing. Hulkling? --Speed? Anybody?

[024] my broken wings

[thirteenth.livejournal.com]

( Rin )

--

( Friends of Abel Nightroad )

--

[Something isn't right about this; Abel wasn't the type of man to simply vanish without a word to anyone for days at a time, and it was time to start looking.

Heading towards the town, sure he wasn't anywhere within the castle, he began to search, speaking into the journal.]

( Abel )

Rebel Thirteen

[lust-sin.livejournal.com]

[Abruptly recorded as of now]-far more trouble than it's...worth.

Now just who decided to put you in there?

Please, please tell me now, is there something I should know. Deranium, Deranius

[follows-rules.livejournal.com]

So let me see if I have all this straight. These things that people call "losses"... There are two different kinds, right? The first kind that happens when you first get here and stays permanent, and the second kind that eventually stops.

This second type... People have turned into animals, switched bodies, changed ages, been forced to tell the truth... Am I right so far?

e-i-g-h-t, eight

[looksthisgood.livejournal.com]

[dictated as always]

There are food smudges and sticky fingerprints on my journal.

SHAWN!

Read your own journal and leave mine alone! Not everything that is mine is yours!


[muttering now] Whoever said best friends aren't trouble? Why do these things always happen to me? It's because eeeeeeeeeveryone thinks I'm the sidekick. I'm no one's sidekick. Hrmph!

31

[flashsteps.livejournal.com]

[Couches were nice most of the time. In fact, Yoruichi would go so far as to say she rather enjoyed them. Laying there, getting her ears scratched while dozing in a patch of sun... what wasn't to love? Clawing at Guts' couch was a pretty enjoyable past time as well.

However, when one sucks up her favorite jingly ball and won't give it back, they tend to fall out of favor for a while.

For about the past thirty minutes, Yoruichi has been in the lobby, laying flat on the floor, glaring at one of the couches with a passion. She can see her little red jingly ball underneath, but it's too far back for her to reach.

What's a cat to do?]

[OOC: :D?]

Mask 115 - Busting Down Doors and Knocking Back Brews

[rank1killer.livejournal.com]

[Town Filter - Dante's Shop]

[Hey Dante? This is the sound of your front door getting kicked open. Hard]

(no subject)

[rainin-blk-ppl.livejournal.com]

[Jay's wandering aimlessly around the hallways, looking into open doorways and trying to figure out where everything is. He's humming pleasantly to himself, seems to be in a pretty good mood considering the situation.]

wooo. This place's huge!

((OOC-Feel free to bother, annoy or or anything else you can think up :P.))

(no subject)

[thisisyimhot.livejournal.com]

( Sasuke )

jukebox selection A07 - Bad Company Shooting Star

[huntersdaughter]

( Sam Winchester )

Can I ask, who has Lance? I mean, if he's still a duckling, I'm kinda curious.

(no subject)

[mystoryidontshare]

[Lois is outside despite the weather sans boyfriend. It was high time she got to know this place better. Not just inside the castle. But outside of it as well. Not that she knows what's out here ground wise. From the air maybe but that had been at night. The journal is with her but she's paying more attention to her surroundings. Not to the journal. Maybe she'd find something that caught her attention.]

† 2nd downfall {dictated}

[milanobutterfly.livejournal.com]

Ah hello, my name is Caterina Sforza. I had the pleasure of joining you in this castle yesterday in a rather unique way; I fell from the sky. I'm not sure how many of you saw me falling but, I am happy to say I wasn't harmed at all thanks to the efforts of Father Tres. Considering my unique arrival, I realized that those from my world might know I have arrived. I would like those people to contact me here as soon as possible.

One last thing, if you have seen Father Abel Nightroad, contact me immediately. Thank you.

somethin' to atone for; part one

[agood-halfman.livejournal.com]

[guess who found himself, journal and all, in the Death Match?]

[rubbing his forehead, already started thumbing through the journal, because it was there]

A'right, so where's the blindin' pain for this vision? [and why does it not....feel like a vision?]

Think I need a scotch....'ey! I just said that! And that!

[and he has a scotch and is swirling it in the glass and sipping it, murmurs to himself] Oh, man...where've yeh got yerself now?



[open! Journal or in person, bug away!]

(no subject)

[balancedbudget.livejournal.com]

[On his way back from his incident with Legato, Lex notes the nameplate Clark Kent on a door near his. He wants answers, and the mysterious man who claims to know him in another universe seems the best place to begin. He raps on the door sharply.]

Kent?

(OOC: for Jenn)

four suggestions

[endthem.livejournal.com]

( filtered to Vash )

[they weren't all human, they weren't all malleable. This intrigued him. It was important information, and it changed the layout of the game. So, there was testing that needed to be done.

Legato is wandering the halls today, visiting every public room and corridor, poking into the minds of random residents and taking brief test-drives. Sitting in a chair with a book, leaning in a corner, camping out and staring idly out the window...he can be found anywhere today, and anyone in the vicinity is a potential target.

it was time to see what these resident creatures were worth.]


((ooc: open post, anyone welcome, but read this first))

♟ o22

[invokes.livejournal.com]

( private )

34

[ultimaverum.livejournal.com]

[Quick you guys. There’s a cat stuck in a tree. What do you do?]

(no subject)

[nobled.livejournal.com]

( Room Filter )

♐ fourteenth shot

[yeahihidmypants]

[tugs a shirt on over his head, opens his journal and just shakes his head]

There's been an update to score.

Oliver Queen - still zero. Though I do have a shirt, but... [sighs and kind of pokes at the doorway]

The Castle - fifty million shirts shoved into my room.

I think that counts as a point. I can't even get into my room.

038: to stop the blinding mirrors

[heroslayer]

( [Abel Nightroad] )

(no subject)

[darkevangel.livejournal.com]

Look, I need a mage. A powerful one. Any volunteers?

Also... Seth, Caterina, Ukitake? I don't care who. Somebody come pick up Abel. He's taking up space in my room.



[ooc: after this, Abel is frozen in a giant block of ice in her room and Eva needs a recharge by drinking a mage's blood

:)

yeeeah]

(no subject)

[batfail.livejournal.com]

This is easily the worst room in the entire castle.

[a sigh]

You said that five seconds later than I thought you would.

[[ooc: Gray is Damian, purple is Steph. Babysitting, forward-dated to Sunday!]]

• 008

[benevolentsong.livejournal.com]

[Room Filter;]

[In her short life, loss wasn't an unusual concept, she'd been through a lot of it, and while sometimes a person needed space to come to terms with it...In the long run, being alone was the worst way to cope. So after a second of hesitation and her mind made up, she'll shift the tray a little and knock on the door]

Komui...? Um, I brought you coffee. [A slight pause] And cookies.

Duel 015;

[parasited.livejournal.com]

Okay, so to start off with you want to make a deck of forty cards. Half should be monsters like these... Anything under four stars you can summon right away--but only one monster per turn. Monsters with five and six stars need one tribute and seven or higher need two tributes.

The other half of your deck should be magic and traps cards...

Do you understand it so far?


[[ooc; CHILDREN'S CARD GAMES, YO. srs bsnss. Ryou's teaching Uru how to play in the lobby, so totally an open post♥]]

VII

[shotapope]

A-a-are there things here that can p-possess people? N-not long ago... s-something made me m-move and.... Is this the s-sort of scary thing p-people mentioned about the castle? I-it seems worse than t-turning into an a-animal.

[He's scared, but he's not going to admit that outright, though it's sort of obvious.]

Two Frogs

[respecto-wiggle.livejournal.com]

[Hungry and curious, Puddleglum went wandering through Paradisa, trying to get a feel for his new prison... and he didn't like what he'd found. This was all wrong. Too much metal and flashing lights. Not a proper castle at all. That kitchen... what was one supposed to do there? All those strange machines and odd excuses for foods. Not right at all. If he was going to get food then, by Aslan, he was going to do it the right way!

So with the help of the ghosts (friendly chaps, those. Much nicer than he'd have expected them to be) he's gathered together ingredients and a large pot and taken it all outside. After wandering around the outside of the castle, he managed to gather enough wood together and has currently built a good sized bonfire on the castle lawn.

Once it's all set up, he can be found sitting barefoot outside, his webbed feet resting in the melting snow, cooking up a pot of stew and wearing a very melancholy expression.]

[muttering to himself as he works]

It'll probably come out all wrong, strange ingredients and all. Nothing like a proper stew. But it doesn't hurt to give it a try, anyway...

[Open post is very, very open. Backdated to this afternoon. Puddleglum makes a very strange sight, so feel free to come stare at him or eat his stew or anything else you can think of]

007

[theotherbeth.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[After what sounded like a truck plowing through a wall, Beth heads upstairs to find out just what the hell she missed.]

[Room 1611/Hall filter]

[Peering through the GIANT GAPING HOLE in the wall.]

Is this some kind of attempt at remodeling?

(no subject)

[waywithplants.livejournal.com]

( [Private] )

(no subject)

[scouring.livejournal.com]

[recorded, sound of a journal falling open]

My name is Ju--

AH! BULLSHIT!!

[The sound of a tub of popcorn being thrown at a movie screen]

[startled sound]

[music starts playing]

... What's the problem? It had a happy ending.

That was a bullshit ending!!

((OOC. Kyle, Tim, Allen, Girl in movie. They just watched Para's version of 500 Days of Summer, and yes, this is all being recorded over the journal. Feel free to interrupt.))