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[berserkism.livejournal.com]

( Filters to Allen, Farnese, Arthur, and Erica )

Step 4: Making sense of a world that's senseless

[kaeru-jyanai.livejournal.com]

City of Angels, yet I haven't seen a single one. In fact, I would call it more opposite and contradictory.

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[mechanisation.livejournal.com]

( Private )

How is everyone enjoying LA?

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[onehorned.livejournal.com]

[ dressed in a cute little school uniform, she's wandering around LA to take in the various sights and sounds. everything was so advance but she didn't feel herself particularly worried -- she has figured out the system early; don't play in traffic, don't hit all the buttons on the elevator and don't take food while expecting it would be the same as the castle. nothing was ever free.

no matter what, between here and the castle? people were always taking things from her and she was starting to become upset by it. right now she's heading toward the school Ryou is attending in the hope that she'll find him. she's mumbling to herself and is thus quite distracted and not paying any mind to those around ]

Always, always, always taking.

I don't like you at all.

class is now in session • catholic school!

[firsttsurugi.livejournal.com]

[another day; another few hours of school!

god bless you]


[OOC; This is gonna be a mingling thread for the people that are going to Catholic school here! Sections will come up as I write them, and you're encouraged to socialize/do what you want with everyone around you. Have fun!]

Fourty five.

[asangelsfly.livejournal.com]

[ silence as mister former angel reads the paper in his hand, he is on the phone you see, to a radio station because he got lost trying to walk around the city itself. it is must easier to simply appear in the place you are thinking of you know :| but alas he cannot do that

after a hefty pause he begins talking, partly unaware of the journal being open ]

Virgos and Leos are destined to find love this week. Give someone a pat on the backside, you never know if they could be the next Mr or Mrs You.

... [ this is all read really awkwardly ] Wednesday promises great luck to anyone wearing a white shirt, but only if they snap their fingers three times before the strike of noon.

Tomorrow, all signs should be sure to keep a close eye on the street gutters. A treasure could be waiting to change your life around for the better.


[ the radio man thanks him etc etc and Cas hangs up the phone, still staring at the paper...

why oh why did he let Crowley write these down? ]

Trick 015;

[pumpkinbutt]

I don't know what you're all complaining about--this world is great! I mean the school part's a little boring but there's so much stuff to do. You should stop whining and just have fun with it.

--Hey, Weakling! You should come play soccer sometime. Apparently I'm naturally gifted~ I got center-forward after just one practice. Skip classes is you have 'em in the afternoon and come play.



Oh yeah, and Xing? You need to get us some actual beds. Those hammocks suck.

ate 5 babies at the baby buffet

[deathbydick.livejournal.com]

[Someone's written MONEY GOES HERE in the journal. It records general sounds of a crowd, faint ocean in the distance, and then someone singing this and playing along with a guitar]

Geez, the people here are so stingy!

[A pause]

Maybe if I had a monkey ...

[Another pause ...]

A monkey on fire ...

[[ooc: open post and journal! feel free to run screaming!]]

Train in vain, go to Spain

[follows-rules.livejournal.com]

[this is Justin's voice over the PA system in your friendly neighborhood normal school]

Attention, students. Me and my band Cheiranthus Cheiri will be performing our first concert tomorrow. We hope that you'll all be there.

...And since I have your attention, I'm closing in on who put my gym clothes on the roof. Again.


[ooc: i couldn't remember what Justin named the band in canon, so I picked a new name :D points to the first person who gets the irony of this name]

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[stitchzilla.livejournal.com]

Welcome to the L.A. Zoo!
information on the location here.

Open Post. Presumably after school has been let out for the day!

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[overninelives.livejournal.com]

[If you've turned on the radio today, you've perhaps heard a familiar voice. And if you've done any channel surfing, you've perhaps seen a familiar face.

If you've been lucky enough to avoid it, you'll be hearing LOVELY MUSIC through the journal, and the loud clatter of a remote being dropped. Oh god, it's on TV.]

Holy sh-- They said this wouldn't be out until next week!

Oh, god... why did they use--oh my god...

[[ooc: Feel free to cringe. And the guy at like 0:43 is... Kyle. Surprise cameo because he was just standing around eating donuts on the set. /sobs, I'm so sorry Paradisa]]

ii.

[imply.livejournal.com]

[SOMEONE spent most of his time horribly lost but he'd never admit to it. Most of the time it took Gilbert or Vincent to find him and bring him back home. It was rather embarrassing, to say the very least.

It was even more embarrassing when Gilbert had taken him out to eat and then stole the toy from his happy meal. What kind of brother was he?!]

Does anyone know how to charge a cell phone?

[It was probably best not to inquire too much. He was clueless about the whole thing.]

( [Private to ALLEN.] )

( [Private to BABS.] )

-25- L.A. Woman

[luckyvalentine.livejournal.com]

[it was between races at the track, so Faye settles down someplace that she can smoke and flips open her journal]

[deeply content sigh]
...I like this place.

A girl could really get used to this. I don't want to go home.

( Ladies of Paradisa )

( Kate, Zoe, Mouse )

( Crowley )

((ooc: can also run into her in person, if you find yourself at the track!))

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[heirdom]

( Tim Drake and Stephanie Brown )

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[steelbound.livejournal.com]

( ROOM FILTER )

Log 060: Missing Person

[ruin-mania.livejournal.com]

[written]

I don't suppose any of you have a friend who would have been transformed into an orange warthog? I encountered one at the zoo today and he did seem to have a journal with him.

016

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

[Work in LA has turned out to be a lot more annoying than Tex expected. And lot busier to boot. And it doesn't even have the major perk of her old job, namely being able to shoot at people when she felt like it and getting away with it. So it's a very tired, rather cranky Tex who drags herself back to her apartment and goes digging for her journal.]

( York )

Is anybody else having a new appreciation for their old job?

six changes

[endthem.livejournal.com]

[a decidedly less-menacing reflection of himself, Legato is just another harmless human in a vast city now. Holed up in an abandoned apartment building, his journal is lying propped partially open nearby, forgotten]

[unwittingly dictated to himself, quietly] ...I can't even remember your name.

Tell me what to do.


((ooc: mostly for Jay/Eunice, but you can attempt to catch him over the journal if you want))

28 Swords in the Stone

[excalibured.livejournal.com]

I cannot believe it has taken us this length of time to find another one of these. [The sound of him idly kicking litter as he leans against the bus station wall]

[Sigh] I think we were walking in circles for a while back there.

We're just lucky we're here now... finally. Thank goodness. [Directed more towards the journal] Hey, we're all at [address]. Does someone with a car.. think they could come and pick us up?

I am not getting in one of those things. [And that's the end of that, as far as he's concerned. But hey, who's that guy skulking about nearby? He gives off some weird vibes, so Arthur will straighten up and step closer to the girls, just in case] Have you any better ideas?

Why don't we hitchhike?

I don't know what that is. [Quieter] Oh, look, that guy is coming over here now. I hope he doesn't want money, I'm not really carrying aaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-

I don't either. [Which means he isn't going to do it until he does, and he's about to snap about the Rin's comment on the guy, when he's startled by her screaming. He turns to look and gets ready to defend them if necessary when-] uAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!

[A sickening thud, then:] UUGAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!

[ooc: backdated to some hours after Rin's post. Rin, Erica and Arthur, random dude]

Eleven

[pocketsizedpal.livejournal.com]

Do you know what's weird?

Being used to not having to duck when you walk through a low doorway and so hitting your head on it when a magical castle messes with your genetic makeup.

Did I mention it was painful, too? Ow.

So...these freaky vacations. They only last a week, right?

3. The halls of knowledge

[alexanderofny.livejournal.com]

[Attention college kids! Prof. Veidt's classical history course is about to start for the day.

From the perspective of someone settling in the seats, one would see Adrian still dressed, typically for him, in a suit- cut a lot better than one might expect a history professor to wear, but, well, he's still Adrian Veidt, purple tie and all. He is sitting at his desk at the front of the room, going over his notes for today's lecture and occasionally having to flick his hair from his eyes with a small toss of his head. However, when he looks up at the class, he has the standard overobservant Veidt expression, with his eyebrows lifted and his mouth pursed very slightly, in a way that makes him look a great deal younger than he is, as well as a lot gentler and meeker.

He's not actively trying to fool anybody, but caution is still probably a good idea.]


[ooc: openpost!]

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[abadgirl.livejournal.com]

I'm going to say this shit while it's still fresh in my mind:

Do you ever feel like this city is so fucking realistic?

I guess that sounds like fucking shit to you people who are bitching about how you, oh my god, would never be a stupid celebrity or a burger flipper or the fuckin' CEO of Whatsifuckitworld. You're too fucking caught up on what's different to notice how fucking similar your lives really are.

And before you start that "you don't even know me" teenage emo shit.

I know.

And deep in your hearts.

You fucking know.

Last time we did this "normal people in a normal city tra la la" schtick... I was a stripper. And I bitched about how fucking wrong it was too, because I'm a lot of things, but I'm not a fucking stripper. Little did I realize, hey, being a stripper kind of represents how it's easy to make assumptions about the kind of person I am because of how I look and act.

And this time? I'm an international pop star pretty much destroying the charts.

Code names? Weird fashion? Are you fucking shitting me? I just sat down and watched myself in a short film doing all the shit I normally do... but it's all pretend because it's just a fucking movie. But I'd be fucking RIDICULOUS to deny it doesn't mean anything.

Whatever the fuck you're doing, boys and girls, rock it for the next few days, because your living your own fucking life, no matter how much you want to deny it. SOMETHING about it means something. It's not like the castle picks shit at random for a laugh. Like it fucking needs to.

I'm going to a party. Chow.


P.S. I'm sober, bitches.