(no subject)

[optimystically.livejournal.com]

( Chiyo )

( Apollo )

( People who are in her movie )

Hmm... [she taps her pen on the journal, and then pulls some markers out of her desk or something]

Attention Magicians/Mages/People Who Use Magic and Ninjas/Rogues/Swordsmen/People That Fight With Weapons

Inquiring minds want to know, what kind of clothes do you wear? Pictures are a plus, or just really ugly doodles work too. This is all really important research for what's going to be the top grossing feature film that will define Paradisa, so it's important you be honest with me here, okay?

So spill!


[...f-filtered in later]

( Guts )

(no subject)

[the-law-won.livejournal.com]

[Law's just sitting back on a bench along Main Street, watching the people mill about, the journal open next to him]

And the new people keep on coming, and not one pirate among the lot.

Of course, no Marines either, so at least there's that.

Still, either one would keep my interest. Come on Paradisa, at least try to amuse me.


[he's actually spent the whole day distributing his own wanted poster- with his name, face, and a bounty of 200,000,000 - around the city

he's that bored

open, in person or in journals]

(no subject)

[alwaysmoony.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[Prongs]

[his voice is quiet, slightly hesitant]

James? I have a question for you.

ii. written, private ; action

[dotingly.livejournal.com]

( [Private: A Letter to Uncle Oscar] )

[ She's just sitting outside, all wrapped up in her cardigan with her journal on her lap, feeling very melancholy when an icicle falls and smashes itself into little pieces an inch to her left.

A startled sound. ]

Eeep!

007

[givingchase.livejournal.com]

... Riku's gone home, for people who knew him. Sorry guys.

[... he'll stand there in the hallway in front of Riku's old room for a few minutes trying to process that. Run into him if you like... he needs the company. D|]


[[ooc: answers will come sparingly until this afternoon/evening]]

one hundred and thirty-two:

[queendramabitch.livejournal.com]

[today's ink is black. Plain, simple black]

I haven't died for a year.

I suppose that ought to be something to celebrate.

♣ 19

[professionaldefibrillist]

[there's some rustling and a sharp intake of breath, and then just a lot of silence. He has a feeling the journal's open so he wants to make sure he knows what he's going to say before he says it. So he's flipping through the journal while he thinks it over. Though, at the end of it all, there's only one thing he really has to say]

That ... really sucked.

( [Elle] )

( [Lindsay] )

042

[lilblackdevil.livejournal.com]

( private )

( Chie, Colette )

[she takes quite some time to decide on what to say, and finally settles on --]

I'm back. What did I miss?

(no subject)

[swordspam.livejournal.com]

I have been told I will be put on trial.


[so much silence... before...]


How does one prepare?

(no subject)

[metaknightly.livejournal.com]

It will be two years in a month. Perhaps my perception of time is beginning to worsen. Two years back home is nothing, yet it feels like it had been even longer. I wonder if it's just me or if it's an effect of staying here.

(no subject)

[billiardsplz.livejournal.com]

[after sleeping in, Gold decides it's time to make special pancakes to make himself not feel as homesick as he is]

Ataro, pass me an egg.

Aipom!

[and just as Ataro drops an egg in his hand, it slips out onto the counter and breaks]

...to my hand Ataro, not the counter.

Pom!

Oh fine, I'll get it myself.

[and as he tries, he keeps dropping them. Ataro just stares at him]

...The hell...

[and he tries again and again but he keeps dropping and breaking them. All over the counter and floor.]

...This just isn't my day. Ataro, you know what to do. [and he sighs and starts to clean it up as Ataro cracks an egg perfectly into the mixing bowl]

[ooc: open kitchen post, make fun of his loss]

─ thirty one

[compete.livejournal.com]

( Eva )

( Souji-kun )

(no subject)

[lookslikedepp.livejournal.com]

Crowley! Crowley!

You own a Bentley? You should take me for a ride in it!


[guess who's been reading back through the journal... no really, guess]

® .068. the castle is light a pack...

[banished_dame]

[she'd wanted to see if Seth wanted to play with Alice, but... well, he'd gone home. Figuring she should tell Jacob, she headed to see him, and... well, that wasn't exactly a good feeling]


[a long sigh, and she'll sit down on the floor on the eleventh floor, writing into her journal the following:]

Jacob and Seth have returned home.

[she'll just be sitting here with Alice, her dinosaur, for the time being]

◄ 002

[messoris.livejournal.com]

( private )

13

[hammerismywhat.livejournal.com]

[Here's another dictated entry from everyone's most annoying favorite Superhero, Captain Hammer!]

[It's a little louder and little more melodramatic than usual ... Even though no one can see it, there is wild gesticulating going on]

Good Morning, Cair Paradisa! Do you know what day it is? It's a good day for Evil to turn tail and run, for Good is rising like Irish Soda Bread, with raisins, and jam!

That's right, my fellow Residents, I feel the need is ripe to patrol these infested hallways and rid them of the Evil that lurks ... or the Evil that loiters. [A slight pause] I will rid this castle of all Evil, and Save anyone trapped in Evil's choking grip!

[[ooc: Loss Start. Comment here for General Messings With, or volunteer on the OOC posts for Serious Saving/Beating!]

{ trauma twenty-five }

[a-morris-md.livejournal.com]

Is it an Olympics year? Ugh, what am I saying, Olympics year, there aren't years here... [a cough] I would kill for some gold medal hockey right now. Miracle on Ice isn't so awesome when you've seen it twenty times.



[this post brought to you by Allison Has Been Slumming On RP Due To The Current Olympics, FML]

(no subject)

[balancedbudget.livejournal.com]

[It took him most of the day, but Lex Luthor has finally managed to pry the chair off of his closet door, turn what's left of the doorknob and get free. He's now heading towards the kitchen for food and some ice. He's bruised, tired, hungry, and only wants to be left alone.]

[...]

[Over to you, Captain Hammer.]

(no subject)

[stellarsigned.livejournal.com]

...I never thought I'd think seeing the castle again was pleasant.

Guess I'm back. Apollo, are you still here?

「✿二」

[mom_to_us_all]

[Way after this, there is one semi-wet, grayish wolf laying down in front of the castle's entrance. She's in need of a good shower. And she's not sleeping this time, just enjoying the fresh, clean air. The Fire Tablet might protect her from most fire damage, but it cannot protect her from breathing smoke.

The journal lies open next to her as well, and she starts writing a bit after a moment.]

Maybe, there is a reason why I was brought here after all. A lot of people left. That's a good thing too.

Yukiko, are you feeling better?

[Nope, she doesn't know how to make filters, but even if she did? She wouldn't use them much. Pauses for a moment, doodles a flower... it looks like a pinwheel though... Anyway.]

Brimstony [yes, Crowley, you just got a new name] told me that we could ask the castle for "things". Is it true?




Oh, to the one that woke me up during my nap at the lobby a few days ago. Thank you, that was one mean nightmare. I didn't catch your name though.



[[WTF H-HOW COULD I FORGET ABOUT YUKIKO KJFSLKJDS I'M SORRY ;;;;;;]]

(no subject)

[hassan-q.livejournal.com]

( private )

Patrick Murphy has gone home, if anyone knew him.

What's a captain without a crew?

XI

[shotapope]

I was wondering, sh-should we... sh-should there be....

Should the Church be m-more defined? I've b-been reading about it, i-in the past. How the Ch-Church was before Armageddon.... It would be n-nice to be like that n-now. Not the b-bad things, but... the g-good parts. L-less militant... and m-more... community s-supportive.

Would th-that be okay? Though, m-more honesty would be r-required first.

✖ six

[forlea.livejournal.com]

[ christine wakes up with a gasp, breathing heavily in her bed. she grasps at the sheets, looking around her...

and then it all comes back to her. she casts an eye on the open journal; bewildered and confused and scared and ANGRY and just--]

Did I... did I truly...

What day is it?

─ thirty-nine

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

[ little uru is in the kitchen by the stove and by that i mean she's standing on top of a chair to use the stove and the pot set before her. what's she making? the only thing she's really good at... rice, aha. ]

(no subject)

[ofthefaintsmile.livejournal.com]

[city filter; pretend this takes place later in the night!]

[It's been a while since Teresa's ventured into town, and once Clare is asleep, she decides to do so. She doesn't have a destination in mind, so she's quite aimlessly walking around. Despite not having anything to hunt and nowhere to go, some habits are hard to break. Wandering is enjoyable.]

[[ooc: Dun dun dunnn. Daily, I hope this is okay? Tag at your leisure ♥ ]]

Dream ❤ 002

[vanishedheart.livejournal.com]

I'm getting tired again... I don't think anyone is sleeping right now so a little nap wouldn't...

[ there's a girl sleeping on the stairway on the first floor. Come wake her up someone? ]

74.0

[encryptedlock]

( Church, Tex )

[much later]

( The Doctor )

44.

[seeded-flame.livejournal.com]

....

Li-san, let's go for ramen in the city.

an anti-climactic rescue

[verydistinctive.livejournal.com]

Who:Sophie and Eliot
What: Arriving Back at the Castle
When: Early Friday Evening
Where: The Castle Roof into the Leverage Tower
Rating: PG-13



( An Anti-Climactic Rescue )

♦ 004

[percepts.livejournal.com]

[ the journal picks up the sound of pages turning, and Nudge muttering to herself ]

'...for Shindou-san. But it could be that Joan-san--'

[ she cuts herself off, sheepishly ]

Haha, I probably shouldn't be reading through this... [ snaps uru's detective notebook shut. there's the sound of some more rummaging, and then... ]

Okay, got it. [ finds uru's wallet ] Has someone named... [ looks at the name, says it in her head to make sure she's got it right ] Takamura Uru lost a bagpack? I found it near the stairs, so if it's yours, just tell me, and I'll bring it for you!

[ scribbles a star ✰ ]

069; a boy's best friend(s)

[blinkandyoumiss.livejournal.com]

So... not that I'm complaining or anything, but... where'd I get so many four-footed friends?

[DADDY STILL LOVES YOU ALLEN POSSE. HE'S JUST A LITTLE YOUNG AND CONFUSED RIGHT NOW.]

(no subject)

[lessthanstelar.livejournal.com]

( Private )

(no subject)

[fordreams.livejournal.com]

[If you happen to be down in the town today, people of Paradisa, you may just notice a man in your fountain. A white haired, blue-eyed, handsome man.



A white haired, blue-eyed, handsome and very very naked man.




Nothing quite beats a nice cold shower in the afternoon, even if the weather does seem slightly... frosty.]

Ah, how refreshing!

♣ ???] a return (24th)

[verydistinctive.livejournal.com]

( Lux Employees )

( Friends )

( Parker )

[and then after all of that, he settles on the couch in the Leverage Tower, flipping through the journal, just trying to sort through whatever happened with the Joker]

Did I miss the trial?



[pester him via the journal, or Leverage peeps can tackle him in the tower. Also, if anyone is interested in getting someone to work at the lux, drop me an IM at onlysayinghello]

(no subject)

[staggeringego.livejournal.com]

[James is chilling in a chair right next to the library door, disinterestedly flipping through a book.

He's magicked the door, anyone who tries to walk through the doorway right now will find themselves facing the way they came. Meaning? Good luck actually getting into the library]

((OOC. mod approved))

☣ 09;

[chaoscontroller]

[Anyone that might be at the roof by nightfall, will be able to see one weird sight. This antisocial hedgehog, is actually feeding one colorful falcon that's perched on his arm (hi, Rin), and actually looking tranquil and caring about it.

If you're the curious, daring type that doesn't care about his forever present frown and wants to approach and talk to him, feel free to, but be careful. He's been in a weird mood since Sonic's loss started. There is too much Chaos Energy in the air for his taste. Unpredictable hedgehog is unpredictable.]

(no subject)

[dontsaylacking.livejournal.com]

M--M--Major? This... This is just a joke, right? Just to keep me on my toes...

Haha, I get it... I--I'll be right there... wherever you are...

[and Noel dashes off and all around the castle, checking for Jin. He can't be gone.

Can he?

No, he can't be gone...]

♦ 1

[wereall_addicts]

[a heavy sigh as Sophie plopped down on the couch in the living area of the Leverage tower, journal in her lap as she dictates (kind of) into the book]

Alright, now. Let's see how this works ...

( [Team Leverage] )

❦ o2

[ecoterrific.livejournal.com]

[ up on the 13th floor, ivy's gotten bored especially with harley in the slammer and also tired of how...ugly this place is. so she's walking around knocking on the occupied doors and standing there with a housewarming "gift". which happen to be carnivorous plants. don't worry, nothing deadly! not today. she's just trying to make the world a better place. really :')

feel free to open the door up and see what she has for you. also running into her in the hall might get you a plant too. or a kiss, but you know. ]

-37

[enjoythe_ride]

Who: Bela Talbot and Eliot Spencer
What: Them talking after Eliot comes back from the dead.
When: After THIS
Where: Room 903
Rating: PG-13

( In which Bela and Eliot get some time to themselves. )

Entry the thirtieth: Do not go gentle into that good night.

[iownthehallows.livejournal.com]

Well it would seem that February will soon leave us.

Strange, I have grown so accustomed to this place. To the tumultuous moods, ever changing. Whilst tempestuous, the warmth of Paradisa's sun would be Eden compared to a cell, so I suppose it is all relative as they say.

I wonder what this...

[Cut off as he disappears from Paradisa.]

चार - 4 - Curiosity killed the...

[drugged-chai.livejournal.com]

[After having seen Peter in the infirmary, Mohinder thinks about what he's been told. Being able to go back home and back here, with such speed and accuracy. It reminds Mohinder of Hiro's powers, but to be able to do so artificially would be incredible.]

I have a question, recently a friend of mine told me he has gone back home and returned to the castle whilst we were non e the wiser. Has this happened to anyone else? Does it happen often?

[Ten]

May I look over your TARDIS again? This whole subject is fascinating

† 37

[priestish.livejournal.com]

( Ukitake )

[the Lobby has been transformed into a pillow fortress.

all the couches have been stripped bare, and then when they ran out of those, Abel and Seth asked for more. their little pillow fort turned into a massive one... that goes from the stairs near all the way to the front doors.

there's a little sign by the front that says:

"NO MEAN PEOPLE ALLOWED
That means you, Noah :)
Miss Minatsuki can come if she watches her mouth"

there's a little giggle from inside. Abel has a flashlight, and is reading Seth "Alice in Wonderland". WANT TO COME JOIN IN ON THE FUN? climb in the fort? try to take it down? tell Abel he sounds dumb reading the Rabbit's voice like that? exclaim how adorable little Seth is? here's your chance!]

[ooc: open post!]

xv; ♦ : malachite

[perfectlikeme.livejournal.com]

...It looks like this place is going back to normal, as far as comings and goings are.

☫ 9

[onset.livejournal.com]

( Forest Filter )

lol house filter

[ino]

[She's spent the past few hours working on Guts' injuries from his fight with Griffith - his armor discarded on the floor, blood on the sheets. Fortunately for him, she knocked him out so he wouldn't have to deal with most of the pain involved with removing those pesky bits of armor embedded in his muscles and bones and such~ She's finally done as much as she can right now, though, wiping her forehead with a sigh after she ties the last bandage on his arm. She's got the major stuff taken care of, but there's probably still some cuts and bruises on him :( lol limited chakra.]

Jeez ...

(no subject)

[leadthedance.livejournal.com]

[Despite having the firm belief that his best friend was out doing some sort of investigation, Gino was still worried as all hell. He steps out of his room with the journal under his arm, doing his daily routine of checking the nameplate on the door next to his. Only to feel his heart practically stop.

The journal is dropped and clatters open, while Gino just stares in disbelief at the now-missing nameplate, and tears filling his eyes.]

... no.

Not him, anyone but-

[he immediately drops to his knees in tears. Losing Raidou was just as bad, if not worse, than losing Euphemia. He was trying his damnedest not to cry, but he was failing. With how he felt towards Raidou, losing him was just flat-out devastating. There'd be a few minutes of crying before he weakly looks at the journal.]

... t--to whoever knew him... R-Raidou Kuzunoha... has gone home...

[he'll just stay where he is and cry into his hands for a while.]

† II †

[onceyouknow.livejournal.com]

[it never took Monica long to find the person she's taken an interest in... stalking, so to speak, and it certainly remained the case this night. after all, the mark didn't exactly live in the most subtle of locales.

at this moment in time, she will fade through the walls, glaring down at the person she had oh-so carefully tailed.]

Well, aren't you an interesting one.

What the-- [looking around] Who said that? Who's there?

[chuckle] Behind you.

[leaps up and out of her chair, spinning around] I don't see anyone...

[and that's when Monica will reach out and touch her prey's shoulder...]

[instinctively reaches up to grab that hand] Show your face already!

...no. [journal shut]

Case 03

[catscurse.livejournal.com]

[dictated, as always, since cats can't write very well.]

Didn't say hello and didn't even say good-bye.

Oh well. I hope he can handle that case without me.

[a short pause]

Say, the Naru-- Raidou's detective agency was here, wasn't it?