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[lilblackdevil.livejournal.com]

( Albus )



( Chie )



[Hartmann was just about to head to bed after...finally ridding her room of ants with the ghosts' reluctant help...sitting on the bowl and brushing her teeth...and she stands.

There is a strange feeling under one bare foot -- something crunchy yet gooey at the same time. How does that work? Ask the bug exterminator in your family, there's always one.

In any case, the journal's pages are flipped open by the rising gusts in her bathroom, catching a strangled sort of cry and the sound of various bottles and toiletries falling. Oh, the mirror's broken, too]

[...adding this now.]

( Kid )



35

[flashsteps.livejournal.com]

[Dictated]

( Ukitake and Shunsui )

( Sado )

[Yoruichi is flash stepping around to clear her head. Every now and then she'll stop and walk normally for a bit. Castle, town, swamp, anywhere is fair game for her right now. A little conversation might do her some good.]

His sixth shot at shooting shit [Recorded / At the shooting range]

[eatshootsnleves.livejournal.com]

[Recorded tersely.] Donna. Happy Birthday.

... I'll be back in the castle around evening. Maybe we can touch base then.


[This done, he shuts the journal, tucks it in his pocket, and turns to his brace of gun-toting miniature punks. The guns in his holsters are bright red - like his leathers - blocky and custom-made. He draws one, and affixes an extra blocky piece to the barrel while he talks.]

We've got two choices. We can use silencers, or we can spend the last half of the time here fending off pissy alligators. [Pause. Pointedly] I'm a conservationist. And neither of you would look good in gator boots.



((All gun-toting badasses welcome. Fair warning, Roy is in a Mood.))

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[batfail.livejournal.com]

( [private] )

( [Carrie] )

Duel 024;

[parasited.livejournal.com]

[in the lobby Ryou's got himself a nice little set-up of some tarot cards spread out over a coffee table, looking rather engrossed. HIS PASSION FOR THE OCCULT COMES OUT since he finally wished himself up a deck to play around with :>]

Let's see... The first one should be the signifier to represent the individual. I wonder if I should omit that. I've seen it done both ways, so... Once that's been picked, shuffle the deck with the right hand...

[a sigh >:]

This is would a lot easier if I could do my own readings.


[[ooc; open/dictated]]

{Dictated} Alpha

[prettyboyapollo.livejournal.com]

Is there a point to me being here? [Apollo leans his cheek against his hand, looking extraordinarily bored.] Why can't I move between the worlds anymore? [He straightens out his legs before shifting his emerald green gaze to the sky.] Zeus, did you put me here? [He pauses.] No, that isn't right. I should say - "It was Zeus's Will that I ended up here."

Hm. I guess it's true, then. [His not-so-scientific approach at reasoning seems to soothe him of any unpleasant emotions.]

Artemis will be okay without me. [He adds in an undertone as an extra precaution. But even as he speaks those words, he knows that his sister will be fine. She never takes any risks, after all. And she only converses with him, so it isn't like she can be led astray in his absence.

Still, he wants to ensure that all of his bases are covered.]

[OOC: Ignore the fact that I said Video. I'm too tired to make sense.]

-34- Back in the Saddle

[luckyvalentine.livejournal.com]

[so...while taking advantage of Barney's Bro-related hospitality, staying in his room and whatnot while stuck as a boy, Faye failed to realize the fact that she would still be there when she finally went back to normal. Therefor, upon waking up today, there is a gasp and an excited--]

Yes!!

[--before panic promptly sets in. Immediately, she frantically grabs her journal and lighter, throws on "Felix's" button-down shirt-- because, of course, the Castle wouldn't give her own clothes back yet --and makes quick work of sneaking out of Barney's room! ...Freedom!]

[so, female Faye has resurfaced, and can be found practically skipping with glee from the seventh floor and back to her room, grinning and pleased ...wearing some guy's shirt.]

001

[signattack.livejournal.com]

[ shizuo is just.... standing out in this swamp, staring. he does not..in the least...look very amused. not amused at all. who would be when they had swamp shit clinging to their good pants? not to mention the stupid looking castle right in front of him ] ....

[ in his eyes, there can be only one reason he ended up here. here in this random place he has nothing to do with. only one person would fuck with him this badly. he doesn't know why but he knows it was him! silently -- well, perhaps with a bit of a snarl -- he takes the cigarette out of his mouth and snaps it in two before dropping it and stomping on it, making the swamp sludge splash up a bit.

what's that? an alligator is trying to eat him? well he just picks it right up and hoists is up over his head. ] IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIZAAAAYAAAAAAAAA!!

[ he tosses said alligator with all his might and proceeds to look around for something else to throw ] IZAYA!! Kill kill kill kill kill kill....



[ooc: if you're a dude, approach with caution, he might throw you :')]

one grain of sand

[abletothink.livejournal.com]

[the flutter of pages heralds a new arrival, followed shortly by a long, drawn-out bout of coughing that sounds in turns both wet and painfully dry. a few drops of blood spatter onto the page, before the hacking is muffled slightly. and then the soft sound of pages turning resumes, over the coughing. once it stops, there's silence.

just as it seems as though the afflicted reader has left the journal alone, a voice speaks up, thin and hoarse, yet somehow carrying, nonetheless]

This is certainly not like any spellbook I've seen before - or heard tell of. Even the Tower of Wayreth didn't house anything like this on its shelves ... [there's another cough, stifled, but lighter than the others] And you're transcribing my words, too. Hmm.

[there's another pause, and a rustling of cloth] ... Jistrah tagobar ast miorparann kiniagic. [clearly, nothing actually happens]

And yet ... you say you aren't enchanted. Clearly, you're something worth my time and attention. I wonder what secrets you'll be able to impart to me, if I lend you my patience...

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[vengefullight.livejournal.com]

-cut through the cursed chains that bi-- What the hell!?

[This was the last thing a guy was expecting while he was in the process of opening a gate with a fancy monologue. He knows for a fact that he was just standing before the Gate of Binding, he was -just- on his way to that damn cursed city, but whatever happened here didn't make that happen. The journal is picking up frustrated growls and footsteps as he looks around. The journal clearly doesn't catch his interest yet.]

Just what the hell is this!?

[aaand, he sees the door. Action first, think later. With his sword in hand, he'll be kicking the door open, and glance out of room 306 into the hallway. He may or may not have the intention of interrogating someone if he sees them passing.]

$90 over a thousand years as a vengeance demon and I still didn't learn a thing

[finesse-bottom.livejournal.com]

( Later that evening Anya tears this page out of the journal )

※ six

[likethetragedy.livejournal.com]

( 1616 Filter )




( Anyone she spoke to on loss )



ⅳ

[brbfisting.livejournal.com]

[ does anyone frequent the gym? well, akihiko's going to be making good use of the room anyway. in fact, he's in there right now, punching a speed bag repeatedly and putting all his concentration in it. he's actually pretty annoyed by still being stuck in paradisa but there was no use getting riled up or panicked, was there? ]


[ ooc: open! ]

☽ 005

[lunarlocks.livejournal.com]

( Hoshikawa-kun )


( Utagai-san )



eleven wishes

[endthem.livejournal.com]

[as adequate as the town and Zelman's mansion were to live in, there were just some things that one needed the Castle for. In Legato's case, it was food. This was day three of his craving for some good curry rice, and after a thorough search of the town yields nothing but disappointing results, he decides that it's time to finally make the trek back to the Castle.]

It's hard to ignore the convenience of ghosts and wishes, isn't it? [--he muses to no one but the folded-open journal in his coat pocket as he walks]

[after the alligators and other wildlife mysteriously give him no problem through the swamp, he makes his way to a table off to the side in the lobby, and has the ghosts serve him up a steaming plate of curry rice, the chaos of the last time he was in the Castle seemingly forgotten. Ahh...it was actually kind of nice being back.]

In the wilderness!

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

[A crack, a squeak, the sound of branches breaking and the snapping of an giant reptile.

All of that of followed by a very loaded and crackly silence in which Del is suiting the unusually large animal to her very strange whim]

Eating Del is mean.

[After she finished her loss, Del decided it was high time to get dirty with the local wildlife.]

─ fifty-four

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

[ at first uru thought this was all a dream, the over sized trees, rocks and even blades of grass but as she stumbled through the swamp she realized with each passing moment that none of this was and it was reality.

she ceases wandering, wherever she is and looks around frantically but she can't figure out where to go.

...doom ]

WHERE AM I?!


[ ooc: loss START-O! i will add the other people's names in tags when they comment ♥ ]

(no subject)

[mouthiness.livejournal.com]

[There happens to be someone familiar coming in from outside with an open journal and.... Talking to it like it's a certain someone]

A... Castle? Really Nate? Are you the king now? I thought you were going for the whole GI Jesus thing not Priscilla, King of the Island. You know I'm all for pissing off world governments but you have to know this is going make them want to take you down even harder. Not like you weren't living all high and mighty before, but a castle sends a statement. Like, a Doctor Doom in Latveria sorta statement. Just thought you should know.

How did you even pull off making a floating hunk of metal into a swamp? I'm actually kinda impressed... Kinda. But what ever you did to the bodyslide tech, that wasn't cool. I wanted to hop over to New York for a pretzel or twelve. Though I guess that means you fixed the whole DNA thing which is good since now I'll never have to explain it to people again. This book thing is kinda nifty too. I'm assuming you can read this otherwise I'm probably looking like a Grade-A loony talking to a recording book.


((LOSS START. Part one = Amnesiac!Deadpool 8D Open over the journals or in person. ))

(no subject)

[the-law-won.livejournal.com]

[at the DeathMatch, a certain pirate is lounging around, watching the patrons and secretly hoping one of them starts something

he's got his journal on him, and after a few moments of thought, dictates into it]

A quick survey for all you ladies and gents.

I've heard about those murders in town, so it got me curious. How many people have you killed since you got here? Townies or fellow castle residents, it doesn't matter. Jotting down a number is fine, unless you really feel like sharing your special stories. And this is all anonymous, of course, unless you're into being a braggart.

#013 - [In Person] In which pain is invited

[advisortype.livejournal.com]

[Still on his horrible Happiness loss, Yousuke has decided to tempt fate by coming to say hello to his next door neighbor! WITH A BUNCH OF WIRES AND OTHER ELECTRONICS IN HIS ARMS AND A SMILE ON HIS FACE! Oh and knocking on the door with his foot and whistling to himself, those are also important facts.]