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[ dictated ]

Matsumoto Rangiku has left.

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[payback.livejournal.com]

[At first, all that can be heard is the slight rustling of feathers as falcon-Rin shuffles her wings around. She's perched on the back of a chair, with her head tucked under her wing, nearly asleep. The journal is open on the desk in front of her, as she was reading up on the day's events as usual and getting a ghost to turn the pages. Got to keep up to date, after all.

Everything is quiet and peaceful, when suddenly... she's a human again.

There's a simple physics problem going on here. A light, small falcon perched on the back of a chair can rest there quite comfortably. A slightly klutzy human suddenly standing on the back of the chair really... can't.

The chair creaks... and then a resounding crash. Rin makes a noise best summarized as "YIPE".]

W-wah! [Just sprawled backwards. Hit her head on the floor :(] Oh... ow... ack... [There's a series of thuds as she fumbles around and picks herself up - it's hard to get used to a human shape again, after weeks as a bird! She mumbles a little bit, but it's difficult to understand any of it. It's just as hard to get used to human lips and tongue again after you've been a bird for several weeks and become accustomed to your own wings and beak.

Shorly, she gives up and picks up a pencil. Her letters are larger than usual and somewhat clumsy, but legible.]

My loss is over! I'm back. [Pause.]

My eyes are so weak. How strange, I never really thought about it before.

{Here and tagging/able!}

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[cartrauma.livejournal.com]

( Mister Charlie )

So tomorrow is the first day of March. Hopefully it will continue to get warmer-

Eh? March... That means...


I'm going to be a teenager!


((Pretend this was earlier when I was supposed to be awake D: ))

plus two;

[forearthian.livejournal.com]

[ backdate.. just a little, to after he found Ichirou ]

There was a man in the bushes outside, it looks like he might have had his things stolen from him. I took him to the clinic, but I'm sure it would be nice if there was a familiar face there for him to wake up to. His name is..

[ there's a distinct, slightly sheepish pause ]

I-I'm sorry, I didn't get his name! He was unconscious. But he's tall, has white hair and was.. surprisingly difficult to carry. I also think he might be a heavy sleeper. He.. drooled on me. I'm still with him at the clinic right now, my name is Chihaya.

[ooc; Thano! I hope this is okay.]

#31

[flack]

( [Lindsay] )

[edited in later:]

Has anyone seen Lindsay Monroe lately?

✍ chapter twenty-one

[capricious_god]

[Private]

Well, last week was a bit rocky. I mean, I knew that this would be difficult, but I had no idea how much my faith would be tested. It's a good thing that I believe in Sam and Dean so much. I'd be lost if I didn't have hope that in them.

Alice left too. I shouldn't be so upset, the life I'm meant to live doesn't have room for romance. She was nice though. Maybe I'll still write to her. That way, if she comes back she won't be so lost.

I'll do that after I'm done with helping the people of this castle understand that hope is not just a four letter word. [sounds very pleased and proud of his determination]

[----]


[and off he goes, to another week of knocking on doors]


[ooc: Floors will be put up each day this week, I'll be putting them up a bit faster - but backtagging will be happening, as I work full-time and it's the beginning of the month, so lots going on -- Floors 14 - 8]

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[optimystically.livejournal.com]

[someone was checking up on her cast list, and just checking to make sure everyone is still here. However, imagine her horror when she stares at the empty nameplate where 'Edward Cullen' used to be. Wasting no time her journal is open, and she's yelling in a pretty impressive voice]

Calling all extremely attractive guys in Paradisa! Please rate yourself on a scale of one to ten, one being really gross, and ten being heart-throbbingly dazzlingly handsome. All tens please leave your name here, and any experience in fighting and or acting!

And girls, if you know any extremely attractive guys that wouldn't sign themselves up, leave their name and room number here! Only tens need apply! This is extremely important, so chop chop!


[ooc: s-sorry for the movie spam...]

♫ 5 - Have you been injured? Turned into a fuzzy animal? Act now to get money for your suffering!

[evilhandissue.livejournal.com]

[there is a very happy lawyer in a business suit walking through the castle, hanging up flyers in all of the spots that people would notice them. he might be whistling happily as he does so, taking each yellow flyer and making sure it's posted just perfectly.

It reads: Have you been injured? Did you die due to another's actions? Were you a victim of the recent attack by the Joker? Get turned into a fuzzy animal by the castle? If so, you might be able to get a cash settlement for your suffering. Just contact Lindsey McDonald via journal or stop by the office today for a free evaluation.

There are little tabs at the bottom with his name and room number that people can tear off for future reference as well.

Once he's done with the castle, he will move onto town and put up flyers there and then make his way to the clinic to drum up some business. It's been two weeks since the Joker's attack, so he's hoping to drum up some nice wrongful death suits he can file before the Joker goes on trail.]


[ooc: LOSS start!]

case 017

[justastic.livejournal.com]

( Ino )

( Bad Girl )

─ thirty two

[compete.livejournal.com]

[ JR. ]

Yooo, I never heard back from the brownies I sent..! Did the arrows get to you or something?

(no subject)

[kindnessing.livejournal.com]

[Kid wandering around the Satis Tower. Kid holding a funerary picture of a boy who looks enough like him to be his brother. Kid is in a suit. Kid is very lost.]

... M-mama? Papa? Where did you go? [... shuffles around a little more. This is a castle. There are no castles at home...] Mama? Papa? Where did everybody go?

[... a sniffle.] Th-they said Sam was gone. [...!] Maybe this is where he went. M-maybe, if I can find him and bring him back home... Maybe Mama would stop crying! [... he sniffs one last time before gripping his picture tight and sallying forth :<]

[[ooc: loss start, replies once i get to work =)b also he'll be wandering around pretty much everywhere looking for his brother so run into him wherever you like =)]]

twenty-five deep-fried tarantulas

[notso-average.livejournal.com]

[after a worrisome visit with Uru last night, Lindsay's in the clinic. Close to tears, exhausted, and scared of a gunman that wasn't there, Kutner had given her some drugs to knock her out. Which she was, as she hasn't slept in a few days. She misplaced Spartacus, as well as her journal....but she's conked out so neither mean much to her at the moment....she may be waking up groggy soon...]



( [ooc] )

jukebox selection B02 - Nazareth Why Don't You Read the Book

[huntersdaughter]

( Sam & Dean )

(no subject)

[balancedbudget.livejournal.com]

[filtered away from whoever it was who attacked Lex on the way to the kitchen, Superman/Clark Kent, and his winged ally]

If anyone knows a smug man with superpowers, black gloves, a dark blue t-shirt with a picture of a hammer in a yellow circle, and an unusually exaggerated hero complex, I would be grateful to know his name.

♰ 9

[fondest.livejournal.com]

[Esther's doing some shopping in town to spruce up the church at little.

Having been there earlier, she realized making it look more welcoming might help the overall atmosphere. She and a few others spent a lot of their time there, so a more homey feel wouldn't hurt.

She's currently walking down Main Street with a shopping bag in each hand when a large, feral looking dog appears. Esther jerks to a stop, and the journal falls out from under her arm, open on to the sidewalk.

Slow footsteps are recorded.]

N-nice doggy...

[GROWL!]

There's nothing you want here. I didn't go food shopping.

[More growling]

I'll just be... going this way now. [Starting to move away...

[BARK!]

[Yelp!]

[OOC: Esther's getting cornered by a feral dog in town. Abel will be rescuing her, but others are still free to respond. :)]

[027] A spoonful of sugar...

[thirteenth.livejournal.com]

A-A-A-A-A-ACHOOOOOOOOOO!!!

[A slight sigh and a soft scuffle as he picks the journals from the floor.]

( Yoruichi )

[Open post is open =)]

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[redtrenchcoat.livejournal.com]

[so he was going to visit his bff4lyfe and make sure she was doing alright, but ...]


MISS VICTORIA, NOOOOOOOOO!!! HOW COULD YOU LEAVE WITHOUT ME?????

[loud, obnoxious sobbing and sniffling goes here]

five fingers

[endthem.livejournal.com]

( private )

[he anxiously clenches his left hand a few times, as if working feeling back into it, before he begins writing...]

( filtered to anyone who has ever died )

( filtered to anyone who is, or perceives themselves to be, immortal )

[then, after a thought, jots down a final note...]

( filtered to Vash )

14

[hammerismywhat.livejournal.com]

[Captain Hammer is actively out and patrolling the halls today! He's feels empowered by his recent 'successes' saving Jilly and beating up Lex Luthor, and intends to deal out the same to any victims or villains he may find!]

[He's striding purposefully through the halls, with a steely and stoic expression that he feels makes him look even more ruggedly handsome!]

[[ooc: and the Loss continues!]]

Dau Ddeg Saith: St David's Day and the Six Nations.

[kinky-stopwatch.livejournal.com]

Happy St. David's Day, Dydd Gwyl Dewi Hapus.

[Ianto is sitting in the games room, a few bottles of beer beside his open journal as he slouches in the sofa. The sounds of the Rugby match playing on the tv with loud exclamations as a try is scored. He cheers almost knocking over a vase of daffodils in the process.]

Get on!

[Exclaims with a laugh]

Whoever wants to watch the rugby is more than welcome!

Seventh Shot

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

Look! I made fanart!

Someone write a story for it, we could sell it to some film company and make MILLIONS. Come on, hos!

( OOC cut for vaguely NSFW stick people nudity )

─ forty-one

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

( shindou-san )

( private )

( filtered to the good guys )

[ ooc: I AM SO CLEAR, AMIRITE? basically the filter can be seen by crime fighters (batfamily, rorschach, the question, etc.), superheroes (green lanterns, wonder girl, etc.) and the exorcists. so sorry for the confusion!

P.S. YES SHOUNEN HEROES, TOO. ]

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[onehorned.livejournal.com]

[ there is one decidedly shorter Priscilla sitting on a couch in the lobby with her journal nearby. she's covered from head to toe in a large blanket (it's cover, so Teresa doesn't spot her - haha), writing something on a piece of paper next to her journal. it's a note to her parents ]

I wonder.. will they get this?

Papa, mama..

( Ryou )