♔ second,

[ghosthive.livejournal.com]

( private. )

[ Ciel Phantomhive in the library, part ii. this time around, the young earl is appropriately dressed carefully perusing row after row of large, dusty tomes, each heavier and more yellowpaged than the next. in one hand he holds the journal, and the other, a delicate quill which he uses to absently scrawl titles which catch his eye. the list is impressive, however the titles are rarely written in full, but rather in shorthand - or occasionally not all, replaced by numbers or descriptions of the book itself. it wouldn't do to have the entire castle know what his reading list is, now would it?

still, if one were particularly adept at decoding his scribbles (or you know, somehow knew the library and its extensive contents by heart), they might recognize tell-tale snippets such as The Goetia, The Tragical History of Doctor Faustus, and Edgar Allan Poe's The Philosophy of Composition. ]

Sebastian.

[ what - do you expect him to pick them all off the shelves and carry them himself? ]

[[3]]

[nocushywill.livejournal.com]

One word game. I'll start.

Bored.

twenty-two.

[fanassaults.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[And after that, she takes a break! It's warmer outside, so she's taking the puppy Chie got her for Christmas out on a walk. After about twenty minutes, she stops to sit on a bench, slightly winded. The puppy barks enthusiastically as she dictates.]

Would anyone be interested in working at or going to a beauty parlour? Miss Troy and myself are thinking about opening one soon.

?33

[zone-of-truth.livejournal.com]

[Another day, another room, another person that's supposed to take care of him for the day. Sweets keeps hoping that each day would be the last, but apparently he has no such luck. Instead he just sits on the night table quacking away and waiting for this guy to wake up.

And tilting his head a bit at the fact that he's missing a hand. This should be interesting]

+50

[imnot_likeyou]

( OOC cut for spoilers )

• 004

[takethehead.livejournal.com]

[With proper winter clothing this time, Clare has gone wandering in the snow. She doesn't have a writing lesson until much later in the day, so she's walked a good distance from the castle in the interest of exploration! What she found? A slightly melting snow fort. She's never seen anything like it before, so clearly the best thing is to crawl inside it and rest her back against the wall]

• 001

[alwaysguided.livejournal.com]

Oh wow…

Tim! I’m so… [The sound of someone slowly getting up and looking around the room in disbelief. Then there’s a huff of annoyance and when she speaks again, she sounds less than pleased] …Alone.

Great. They should have warned me that I needed to plant him with a tracking device.

six; yotsuba & filters

[clovertails.livejournal.com]

( KYLE )

( INO )

( PRINCESS (CASCA) )

( URU )

( YOSUCAKE )

( PRINCESS CLAIRE )

( CLARK )

( DOGS )

( CATS )

( EVERYONE IN THE CASTLE )

♦ 1

[azarath.livejournal.com]

[Its just another, typical day in Paradisa. There are icicles falling in the courtyard, people chilling in the lobby, animals roaming the hallways, and random teenage girls appearing on the kitchen table.

Well, okay, not plural, but the idea's pretty clear.

Raven's quiet for a moment as she looks around. It's clearly not the kitchen in Titan's Tower. That one didn't have ghosts floating about.

She slides off the table, shaking her cloak free of cereal bits. Her eyes land on the open journal that was next to her.]

Where am I?

I never learned how you had died, but I knew how you had lived

[huntersdaughter]

Who: Jo and Sam
What: Shared Knowledge and Shared Beer
When: Early evening after all that.
Where: Jo's room
Rating: PG



( Googled you in quotes - got no results )

Twenty Fifth Tube

[14thkuzunoha.livejournal.com]

[The book seems to open rather sloppily, if the poor page handling and trembling is any sign. It's not long before it's placed roughly down on something, also recorded. But it doesn't stay, no. Brief whooshing similar to that of something falling, followed by a dull thud as it lands on a surface again.

Followed by a louder thud shortly there after, and somewhat shallow breathing.]

...help...

[ooc: Long story short? to avoid yet another rendition of "oh hey, there's my journal", I put Raidou on a loss that locked him inside his Detective Agency in town for the better part of two weeks. His journal wound up outside, and more importantly, he ran out of food a few days ago. So he's starved and is in need of some back up.

Who wants to save the hero?]

Step 2: Adapting to new life

[kaeru-jyanai.livejournal.com]

[Michael is currently in the main hall, his journal on his lap and open. He's spent the past few days getting to know the castle and grounds.]

After speaking with others, it seems like the only reasonable way to deal with this, is to assume it will last indefinitely, or at least a long time. That requires gaining a place in the structure of the current society. What is it that I could even offer such a society?

[He started to grow frustrated with his train of thought and closed the book suddenly, he had meant to make his entry private, but forgot to do so in his sudden dropping of his subject.]

You should just treat this all like when you first went to Earth.

(OOC: Completely open for in person or through the journals.)

Σ016; how much is that doggy in the window?

[not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor is involved in a very delicate application of science, in the kitchen.

Translation: she's making walnut fudge cake, with the assistance of K-9. And by making, we mean attempting to. She's surveying a section of table with the remains of three unappetizing-looking cakes: one completely flat and burnt-looking, one collapsed in on itself (though who knows, it might still be delicious?); and one that just refused to cook, no matter what she did to it.]

I can't understand it. This is just the application of science, and I am a scientist.

Affirmative, Mistress.

[She absently dips a finger in the batter that was supposed to be cake number three, for a taste.] I suppose there's nothing to do but- [-realize that it's not coming off.] K-9, analyze this for me, would you?

Analyzing. [whirr whirr whirr~] Substance has taken on a chemical composition similar to glue.

-Really? I can't imagine how that happened.

Suggest you do not stray from the written recipes, Mistress.

-Yes, well, I suppose that might do it.


{OOC: The Doctor, K-9.}

♫ 3 - ...and on that farm he had a duck...

[evilhandissue.livejournal.com]

ooc: continuation of this post

[he walks into the Library with duckling!Sweets in his arm sling, the little duckling's head poking out to see where they were going and killing any ability for Lindsey to not look like he was cute having a baby duck thinking he was mama today. There's a nice seat over by the fireplace that Lindsey claims, putting the duckling on the table beside him.]

Alright, what do you want to read? The Art of Flying?

[yeah, he knows he's being sarcastic, but the talk with Jo has left a bad taste in his mouth and put him into a mood. You had it good up until then, Sweets.]

I'm going to get something. If you can't ask the castle for a book by the time I get back, we'll try something else.

[and there goes Lindsey to disappear out of sight of the duckling while he goes to find something to read]

❀ 007; so little time so much to do

[flowersandsake.livejournal.com]

( Jyuushiro )

( Cain )

( Abel )

[Dictated a little sheepishly]

Ah. To anyone who had to put up with my... affliction, I'm really, truly, deeply, very sorry. [He will never stop hating the castle for that loss, he swears.]

...On a side note, does anyone have any favourite beverages~? I think it's about time I broadened my horizons.

[ooc: I fail at activity. I swear, I will soon start tagging people outside of my own posts and being more active. Yes I will. ALSO forward dated to tomorrow totally forgot to add that.]

(no subject)

[junescutie.livejournal.com]

[a certain seven year old girl has hidden away in the library, because she is THAT SNEAKY! She's found a table that isn't too tall for her, with a plastic shopping bag filled with little packets of heart-shaped candies next to her chair :)

On the table, all organized, is a pile of red, white, and pink construction paper, scissors, gluestick, frilly patterned doilies, and a plethora of markers. Her face is super concentrated as she cuts the construction paper in half, cuts the other half into fourths, and fold the smaller pieces in half so she can cut them into hearts :)

Yep, she's making valentines cards, one for all her new friends in Paradisa! And if you're wondering why she's in the library, it's so no one sees them and spoils the surprise :3 however, as we all know, if you don't want to be found in Paradisa, you probably will. Feel free to stumble upon her as she works and sings to herself (her singing is picked up by her open journal) ♥]

Today is Monday, today is Monday. Monday green beans, all you hungry children, come and eat it up... Hmmm, hmmmm~

Forty Eighth Song

[mysticalvender.livejournal.com]

What the bejeebus was all that?

Oh god, it was like I was in a Barbara Streisand movie! I even supplied my own soundtrack.

( Beth )

(no subject)

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[Sometime later, Allen can be found in the gymnasium. He's at one of the punching bags, blowing off steam by practicing his hand to hand combat. From the looks of it he seems to be pretty into it and it's one of those rare times you'll see him in a short sleeve shirt. So don't mind if his left arm seems a bit red and weird looking. All and all, he seems fairly good at what he's doing too!]

[That is until he sort of forgets which hand he's punching with and his Innocence hand goes straight through through the padding of the punching bag, getting stuck and making him stumble and slam against it with a yelp]

Ah, o-oops...

12

[hammerismywhat.livejournal.com]

[Captain Hammer is writing this entry with his Hello Kitty Gel Pen, for once not dictating with melodramatic flair]

Has anyone seen Faye lately?

[Then, dictated faintly as if an aside to himself]

I was unavailable for a couple weeks

(no subject)

[heirdom]

( Town Filter )

Eight

[pocketsizedpal.livejournal.com]

( Private )

(no subject)

[someissues.livejournal.com]

Who: Helena Kyle and Vic Sage/The Question
What: Helena's letting out some steam in the gym! Vic comes along to talk.
When: Backdated to the seventh
Where: The Gym
Rating: PG

( Read more... )

(no subject)

[olbustedhotness.livejournal.com]

Who: Kay and Jay
What: Recuperating after getting their brains messed with by Legato.
When: Backdated to Sunday night, after this mess of epic goes down.
Where: The Lobby, and then elsewhere, most likely.
Rating: PG-13. Oh, you boys should watch your language.

( I dare you to move / Dare you to lift yourself off of the floor )