as she sheds her skin on stage~♪

[letssingaduet.livejournal.com]

[Hark, what's that sound? That, my friends, would be the sound of screaming. Down in the town, something's going on. And whatever it is? It certainly doesn't sound good.

If you hadn't heard it up in the castle, a journal flips open just long enough to record the desperate panicked sound of screams and a gleeful cooing somewhere in the background. Oh! And to collect this.]

 

[And then it slams shut.

Sorry about that, everyone! Diva really hadn't meant to make a mess!]

[ooc: Mod-approved! Her journal's closed for now, but feel free to come find out why everyone's so worked up today, or just... y'know, 'wtf' amongst yourselves. The screams will lead you to a small sea of bodyparts, blood, and a Diva. Apparently, npcs don't like it when they get eaten. Who knew? Backdated to late afternoon.]

(no subject)

[thenewbat.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[Later, Terry's in the kitchen leaning against a counter and drinking a milkshake. Either he's in a bad mood or this is the worst milkshake ever made.]


((BACKDATING THIS to when LJ wasn't being fail))

Fourty nine.

[asangelsfly.livejournal.com]

[ nothing at first, just cas patting the poor dog who was left here all alone until he came around. he stops after a moment, turning his attention to the journal and taking an deep breath...

not that he needed too ]

Lana Lang has returned home.

(no subject)

[onehorned.livejournal.com]

[ now that the pesky gators are gone, she's taken a moment or two out of her not-so busy schedule creeping after Riful to walk the courtyard and note the various changes. the grass was coming back, so that meant the flowers weren't far behind.

much better, this was much better than before. it was familiar now. now in the middle of the yard, she wiggles her bare toes in the grass and tilts her head back to soak up some of that sun ]

Musha..

[ooc; Open, as usual. She won't try to eat your guts, I swear.]

(no subject)

[hatesdolls.livejournal.com]

( [private] )

Rebel 11: Sewers and Weather

[1redeye.livejournal.com]

( Lois Lane/Reporter Lady )

[Finally with the weather changing, so comes a brightening of Ragna's mood, but not by much. He's just glad the gators are gone now. The following is scrawled in the journal:]

So the castle finally decided to take care of our damn gator problem. Tch- it's about time. Next time we have another damn rain storm, keep the scaly pricks out. Thanks.

(ooc: Although this is largely directed at the castle, anyone can comment obviously.)

♦ 007

[percepts.livejournal.com]

( Tobias )

Duel 025;

[parasited.livejournal.com]

( Filtered to Shindou )

( Uru )

[wandering your halls today is one distracted-looking limey, Millennium Ring held in front of him as it glows and its needles twitch around. There also happens to be a few of these guys hovering around, since they just won't stop following him sometimes sob]

...But you can't you just... --No, the Ring isn't pointing in the right... ....Fine, I won't ask anymore...

[a huff, and then he looks up at the ghosts]

I don't suppose you know how to find missing people, huh?

[[ooc; open or dictated! URU WHERE ARE YOU )8]]

CXLVI.

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

[spoken.]

I wonder.

If I were to torture everyone here, one by one, would it get what it wants?

[he pauses, then laughs.]

I just haven't been able to act like myself the last few days.

How's the neck, Rin?