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[knightprodigy.livejournal.com]

[Someone's taken a half-day at work so he can drop by the Hammer-House with the latest numbers and figures. He's left papers on Captain Hammer's (or Dad as Dick knows him) desk, after filing away the untouched papers he left there two days ago. Siiiigh.

We join him in the conservatory of the Hammer-Household, his journal lays open on the table next to him. There's not much to be heard with the exception of the heavy rain pounding down on the glass window panes, the occasional scratching of pen against paper, and the scrunching of rejected ideas being tossed to the floor.

'Dear Jilly, I-'
'I've wanted to tell you something for a long time now, and I-'
'There's not really ever been a right time for me to say this...'
'After everything we've been through-'
'Jilly, I think I-'

Insert pencil chewing sounds here.]

Come on, Grayson.

[Muttered;]

Just come out and say it already.

[He writes;

'Jilly'

There's a pause before he begins again.

'I love you.'

Ngh, no. Too much. It, too, is tossed.]

[OOC: Dick is part of this awesometastic group loss. The scraps will later be found by Captain Hammerpants, what he makes of them however, is entirely up to his special brand of genius.]

♛ oo9

[prominency.livejournal.com]

[ joan's accustomed to waking up early as she was trained to do for work and she couldn't fall back asleep so she decided to go eat. she's currently in the dining hall, finishing up her ham and egg casserole. care to join her? ]

16 ... I believe I can flyyyyyy!!!!

[brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com]

[ 7 was on the roof, spending a rare moment just looking over the world below. The open journal records a hawk screeching in the distance.]

( ”Private” )

[For a moment the journal picks up the sound of the wind, but then,]

Is there anyone that would be able to make me a boat for the – oh, shit! [A scrambling of metal feet on stone, a rush of feathers, and then 7's panicked yelling fading into the distance.]

[Anyone outside or looking outside might notice a hawk take off from the roof with something in its talons, something struggling fiercely against it. There's a brief mid-air battle, but then the hawk thinks better of its prize, and drops it in the marsh, fourteen stories down.]

[[ooc: 7's canon bump is a go! Feel free to react to hearing/seeing the event, but it's already been discussed who's actually going to find her! :D ]]

♦ 4

[wereall_addicts]

( [Anya] )

( [Sakaki] )

eight

[disillusory.livejournal.com]

[Jason Todd]

I have found something of interest.

[/Jason Todd]

[ohay, shinigami man thing outside in a dry spot, sitting cross-legged with his sword resting on his knees. He seems to be meditating. It would be nice if things would stay quiet enough so he could commune with his zanpakutou properly. Murphy's Law demands you to shatter this nice moment. Especially you.]

-31- Smokin' in the Boys Room

[luckyvalentine.livejournal.com]

[having no room to sleep in, and not wanting to publicly nap on the couch, means that Faye had been up pretty much all night. ...It was time for a drink. So...there is now a very pretty, if haggard-looking, dude moping over a drink in the bar]

[muttered] Okay. This stopped being funny yesterday.


((ooc: Faye's boy!loss continues!))

019 bullets fired

[machineish.livejournal.com]

[Hello remaining masters, on your respective day have a robot priest stalking you!]

[ooc: SO I FAIL! And lost track of this for ages; so instead of spamming with lots of separate posts, each remaining master has a thread inside this one with the day on. I hope that's okay, and I'm really sorry.

So this applies for:

Percy
Elektra
Question
Jesus
Puddleglum

This loss technically ENDED three days ago on Monday with Puddleglum, so I really am sorry for dropping the ball on this. D:]

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[scheris.livejournal.com]

[Scheris is currently in the kitchen, looking out one of the windows at the gator habitat outside. The plate of pasta on the counter beside her is basically forgotten.]

So there's a swamp outside. How is someone supposed to go anywhere? I heard there's a town beyond it, but as far as I can see, any plans I may have had are on hold until this mess clears up. It's a shame, really, the new people being confined to the castle.

[A light sigh is recorded.]

At least it's big.

Log 064: Arrival

[ruin-mania.livejournal.com]

[Backdated to around noon. The travelers have reached the edge of the Fog.]

( Cut for large image )

[The water has subsided and the ground is now dry, much to the relief of the mounts. A dirt road leads away from the direction of the castle, bordered on either side by a fence. Where does it lead?

The fog is not so thick as to completely obscure vision, but visibility is limited to about a hundred feet or so. Shadows off in the distance are probably trees. Odd sounds emanate from within it, and the source is revealed when up to the fence wanders a sheep.

The sheep has eight legs.]

It appears we've reached the Fog.

[Open, of course! Threadjack freely. Castle people, feel free to respond via journal.]

139th Street Quartet

[onlyanapple.livejournal.com]

Thank someone that’s over. I’ll never take the value of proper sentence structure for granted again. For those who mocked my affliction, I’ve taken note of your faces and/or voices. I will get my own back.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to feed all my Queen tapes to an alligator.

(no subject)

[cartrauma.livejournal.com]

[BACKDATED to earlier today sometime in the afternoon.

Chiyo is exploring the changed landscape, out in her adorable rain coat and boots. She has a bucket nearby with one of those monster tadpoles in it next to her open journal. She's not paying attention to the journal or tadpole right now though because well... She's only just turned thirteen and there's still some things that can't be resisted. Like jumping in puddles.

So now it's time to jump in puddles and get her journal dirty. SORRY EVERYONE. ]


((OPEN LIKE WOAH. Feel free to see her outside or yell at her for getting mud all over the journal or whatev))

(no subject)

[flowersandsake.livejournal.com]

Who: Kyouraku Shunsui and Ukitake Jyuushiro
What: So, about that date...
When: Thursday Evening
Where: Ukitake's room and then... somewhere... else.
Rating: ... pg/13? Maybe? idk.

( To settle a debt. )

018

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

If anybody's interested in trading favors, I really need somebody with a shovel. Or some other way of getting something big and heavy the hell out of the mud.

It's always something in this stupid place.

< 04

[ganbarugun.livejournal.com]

[ ganta got a little stircrazy and decided to go outside. h-hey now that he can go outside whenever he wants, why not? just... he didn't actually expect to run into gators outside, and now that it's getting dark, he really can't see that well. ]

Ugh... I should probably find my way back by now-- Wha--!! W-what the?! [ sound of running and maybe tripping a little. ] What kind of place seriously has alligators roaming around?! Back off-- N--wahh! [ more sounds of falling and then after some struggle (i.e. cutting his hand open) there's a sort of blasting noise. anyone actually out there might see a flash too. suddenly any gator noises have merely been replaced with ganta's hard breathing. ]

...That was so messed up. [ you'd think he'd be used to messed up by now ]


[ ooc: yeah he..blasted a gator with his branch of sin and i'm blaming nita :| open journal or outside ♥ ]

─ fifty

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

( people who knew ichirou )

( ryou-kun )

( shindou-san )

[ in the kitchen there is an uru, a shota jesus and shota death? and they are eating mochi at the table. uru's got her journal open and she's sort of doodling nonsensical things at the side while she talks to minato ]

How does it taste?