079; en route to clinic • 4th floor and going down

[firsttsurugi.livejournal.com]

[the clinic was much closer than his room; even with anyone on staff there, he didn't want to chance no one being there and leaving Cloud with nothing to help him with. running with the brutally crippled Subaru in his arms, he spotted Saber in her spirit form close by. it was fortunate that Zelman put a stop to Legato when he did - otherwise his Servant would have had to step in. god only knew that she was mere moments away before Cloud broke free.

never too far, he was even more grateful for having become her Master for the convenience of having someone there for him. not for him, this time... running as he went along with Saber, Cloud didn't waste any time]

Saber, in my room under my bed, there is a chest that contains magical orbs called Materia. Bring it to the clinic. We'll be there!

[looking back to Subaru, though Cloud's expression remained stern and determined, his eyes portrayed all the emotions that he felt on the inside. he was worried]

We're almost there.

|| { 79: martellato } ||

[mmm-paradise.livejournal.com]

Paging Lana Lang! You have a date with Barney Stinson... hmm, soonish, didn't think to ask when. I gave him the voucher, you know, from the bachelorette auction. Don't worry, I think he's had all his shots.

Also, I'm currently taking bets on the outcome of the little outing that started a few days back. Any takers? Does it end as scheduled? Will they find civilization? How long until some conveniently planned crisis at the castle draws the entire party back here? My money's on some awful Shyamalan ending; they'll stumble across a lone footprint with no one in sight, and that'll be the last we hear from them. Bee, darling, stay sharp~

─ forty

[compete.livejournal.com]

( Shinobu, Morgana, Ino, and Guts )

( Yukiko )

( Souji & Yosuke )

(no subject)

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[Dictated over the journal while they are taking a break while out on the trip]

It just occurred to me that I haven't seen a single animal since we've entered the dead zone. You would think we would at least see some birds flying overhead or bugs...even with all this water.

That's unusual, isn't it? I wonder how come...

[a pause as he notices the journal is open]

Oh, I didn't realise I left this open...though while it is...how is everything back at the castle?

[OOC: Sorry for the delete last night, LJ was being silly slow and I was tired so I figured it'd be better just to save this for today. Both over the journal and open if you're on the trip ]

(no subject)

[steelbound.livejournal.com]

A-Ah..! [ there's barking for a dog and the sound of running feet. now there's a boy in front of 1006 totally scared out of his mind. shota-kun looks up and down the hall, not preparing to move anytime soon or go back inside that room with the scary dog.. ]

[ though he notices the spring ball invitation at his feet, picks it up, and reads it ]

..'an invitation to attend..' This isn't right. [ why does this thing have his name on it? ffff Minato sits and shuts his eyes, still clutching those flowers. ahhh bad dream ]

(no subject)

[onehorned.livejournal.com]

[ dictated ]

[ she kind of sucks at these filter things, pretend this is a little earlier after this]

Ryou is.. safe.

042

[ultimaverum.livejournal.com]

[Slipping through the lobby doors is a certain Charlie. He glances around, noting that… nothing seems all that different, but when does it ever?… before heading up the stairs to his room as quietly and inconspicuously as he can]

[Once he’s had a chance to shower and clean up a little, he’ll scribble a final filter into place. He knows he needs to deal with this now that he’s back, as soon as he can]

( [Rorschach] )

( [Ukitake, Eunice] )

I hope you all took care of yourselves while I was gone.

[And for those of you who notice this kind of thing, Charlie is sounding about a million times calmer and more assured of himself then he has for… several months. Since January if you happen to really know your stuff. However… this is slightly masked by the sniffling. Dude’s gettin’ a cold. Probably shouldn’t’ve stayed away so long…]

A Game is Proposed

[waterproofed.livejournal.com]

[as usual, Percy is speaking through the journal]

Hey. Do people in this place ever do any games like... Capture the Flag? Because if so, then we should totally play. We can have the forest be the boundary. I call the blue team!

[no Percy does not find it at all strange to play Capture the Flag in a swamp with giant man-eating alligators roaming around]

29 -- The church

[so-catless.livejournal.com]

[sorting clothes was a tedious task in itself, but there was something sort of soothing about it. Granted, just being in the church was always a nice feeling...safe and quiet and good. Working on something charitable, surrounded by the stoic beauty of the walls and stained glass windows, no one around to watch and judge her... she really hated to disturb the peace. With a sigh, she leans over the nearest stack of folded clothes and fishes around until she finds her journal]

[clears throat] ...Sol en las Colinas Chuch is still accepting donations of clothing, so...please drop off anything you can spare.

( filtered to Jilly )

((ooc: Sakaki is playing her part in the group loss! Feel free to drop by in person or over the journal, whether part of the loss or not))

(no subject)

[batfail.livejournal.com]

[dictated as she's walking through the lobby, towards one of the tower stairwells (in a high-collared sweater, in case someone tries to stick another tadpole down her shirt...)]

Has anyone seen a short, ten year old demon running around lately? Maybe wearing red, yellow, and green? With a holier-than-thou attitude, and in total need of a time out?

No?

Oh, that's right! Because he's hiding!

Damian, if--when I find you, I'm feeding you to the swamp animals!

I swear I can still taste mud. Yuck.

[[ooc: Journal or in person :) ]]

ⅱ

[brbfisting.livejournal.com]

( takeba )

31 hits

[preparedforthis.livejournal.com]

[It's been a few days since Lucas vanished. Long enough to check the castle and the crocodile-infested grounds, and long enough to make sure Lucas's nameplate hadn't turned up somewhere else. It looks like Duster's hunch was right. He's holding Lucas's note as he opens the journal.]

Everyone, Lucas has gone home. He's probably seeing our new world right now ... So I think he's going to be okay.

♣ ???] a return (27th)

[verydistinctive.livejournal.com]

[he's returned from a trip in the woods, he'd been trying to clear his head, the following is printed, not in his usual handwriting]

I don't regret it. Attempting to turn you in, trying to undo the wrongs you've done to this city.


I'd do it again, even knowing what I know the outcome will be.


[ooc: Group Loss! role has been established]

(no subject)

[hassan-q.livejournal.com]

[Hassan doesn't know about all of you campers, but this one is taking a BREAK. From out of his satchel he pulls something out...

It's in an iconic bag. It's liquid. And it's red.

A SIGH

Who wants to drink blood cold from the bag? Not this guy, but a PIRATE VAMPIRE must be prepared for anything, so...

he takes out a green butterfly crazy straw and sticks it through the hole he tears at the top, drinking it like a juice bag with both hands clutching the blood. Ah, refreshing.]

So... I think this is going shockingly well, don't you all?


...Or does that mean I just screwed us?



[OOC: Unfortunately for Hassan, vampirism is like a disease in his canon, so this guy still needs blood. :( FEEL FREE to be grossed out or completely un-bothered! Or wonder what that slurping sound over the journal is]

(no subject)

[fordreams.livejournal.com]

[Leaving or visiting your room any time today? Walking through the hallways? You may happen to notice a small posy of flowers sitting outside your door. Or, indeed, any other door you happen across. In fact, if you poke around, you'll soon realise there's one sat outside every resident's door in the castle.

Look closer, and you'll find the posies are attached to a small white card. Closer still, and you'll see it reads like this: 

[That space? It's filled with your name. Yes, your name. Each card is personalised with a handwritten name as per the nameplate on the door. Even if you don't happen to live in the castle at present, or are away on a certain trip, your bundle of flowers will be waiting there, outside your door, until you either come to collect it or it wilts and eventually decomposes into the carpet. Or until the ghosts take pity on the carpet. Have fun with that.

Now if you don't mind, this will be a tired and profusely numb-at-the-wrist Griffith collapsing down into one of your lobby sofas it better not have mud on it or someone is going to get a slap.]

There. That should do it.

[ooc: Journals for 'man wut r u doing' or open for 'man u look tired wut r u doing' or just for general mingling 'wut is this guy doing wut r these flowers idek'. Whatever you guys want to do with it o/ I'm just going to... crawl back into my pit now, later.]

044 ϟ running

[not_myfirstday]

[it's Elle!! Running for her LIIIIFE through the town, scrambling open pages of the journal]

I -- I got away!! [frantic sounding (because she's a good liar), slightly out of breath (because she's been running), stopping in the middle of the city, where she promptly...]

Aye Dios Mio.......

[...faints.]

(no subject)

[kindnessing.livejournal.com]

( Private )

( Ryou )

( Subaru (or Cloud, if Subaru's still out) )

[... oops he doesn't realize that he left the filter closed on that last one aaa. he quietly mutters] Sometimes, I wish there was more I could do...