Room 1307 - Unspoken Wishes (backdated to just after the fight with Riful ended)

[android-hell.livejournal.com]

[Dictated on accident, though distant from the journal.]

Stress-Situation Reaction log - modifications saved.

Threat Level log - modifications saved.

Ability log - modifications saved.

[And then, with more volume and on purpose.]

That was certainly informative, if nothing else. I wish I could have been there.

003

[theotherbeth.livejournal.com]

[Remembering the journal is going to prove tricky, as she realizes that she hadn't looked at it in days. Still a bit apprehensive about it, she clears her throat. Only way she's gonna get answers, right?]

My name is Beth. I'm looking for anyone that knew me from my first stay here.

seven07

[fauconnerie.livejournal.com]

[ awkward pauseeeeee. then uh. he kinda clears his "throat". ]

< Uh. You guys were like. All sorts of awesome.

Really. /Really/. >

[ pause again. and then asjfklajkl he's not sure what he's gonna say so he just stops. ]

♘ | 018 | Room 801 Filter

[knightprodigy.livejournal.com]

[Batman's doing what Batman does best - nursing his wounds in private.

Having not slept a great deal while out with Allen, coupled with not having slept at all while trapped in Riful's basement (being unconscious from pain and blood-loss sooo doesn't count), then only dozing for periods of 5, 10 minutes max on the journey back to the castle, and then miraculously having kept himself conscious with a luxuriously hot and steamy shower before Damian came at him with cotton and thread, Batman pretty much crashed into his bed and took a vow of comatosis for the next 18 hours or so :|b

But guess what? He's awake now.

Well.

Sort of.]

[OOC: OPEN to anyone who knows Dick Grayson is Batman and wants to lecture/tease/poke/fuss over/kiss better/RAEG at, or generally just have a nose. Feel free to catch him sleeping, too!]

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[regulare.livejournal.com]

[ hostages saved, gut eating monsters beaten, all is well! yay!

however if in the lobby things aren't as well as one would hope. as there stands one very bloody man, looking both confused and annoyed, don't mind the sword and shield which are equally as bloody. he was just killing nasties you see ]

Maker's breath! What just happened?!

[ instantly he glares over at his companion, considering she is the only one here with him it is OBVIOUSLY all her fault ]

You did this didn't you? I knew it! I knew one day you were going to do... something... horrible.


( ooc; possibility for double tags everywheeere, annoy them, you know you want too )

(no subject)

[onehorned.livejournal.com]

[ Filtered to Uru (yay, filtering skills) ]

Can you watch Ryou?

[ you know, because he's totally a toddler ]

☆one

[predominancy.livejournal.com]

A sentient castle? For once something unexpected! Though, it seems like this place enjoys taking the fun out of things.. Hmph! We’re sealed away here?

Just you wait, ‘Paradisa’, sooner or later my magic will find away to override yours! I’m certain! The Witch of Certainty proclaims it upon her name with ‘certainty’! Hoh-hoh-hoh-hoh!

Haaaaaa, with that out of the way.. [ the sound of fingers snapping and POOF insta-tea set ]

I don’t usually invite human guests, but I’d hate to take this tea alone. Be honored that I, the great witch Lambdadelta, am extending an invite to all you! Drop by and say hello. After all, if we’re going to be stuck here for the time being.. I want to get to know my fellow captives!

[ giggles and scribbles down her room number here ]

I’ll be wai~ting.

[ ooc: she's pimped out a little front room for guests ]

⚜ 001

[penancing.livejournal.com]

[For someone who just woke up in a strange room, he doesn't sound too rattled. Although the fact that he's muttering to himself might say more than enough.

Obviously the boy speaking has no idea there's something close enough to both hear and record him.]

What, no "Doctor wants you, Colin" this time? A heads-up would have been nice, but I guess that ruins the whole kidnapping someone from their room while they're asleep thing. Honestly, people really need to get a better hobby. You'd think they'd get bored with kidnapping orphans at some point. [There's a pause and the sound of blankets being moved and a strange metallic clink.]

First Scarecrow, then Zsasz and now this. [A sigh and then a soft thud as Colin slides off the bed before moving to go see if he can take peek outside the door, mumbling as he goes.]

At least the room is better than a cave...

[ooc: Feel free to come say hi to the boy in pyjamas in the hall or via the journals!]

86.0

[encryptedlock]

[written in huge letters]

SUMMER MOVIE NIGHT!

[dictated]

Well, it's June, and you guys all know what that means. Summer! And all of you who don't come from lame worlds know what that means. Summer blockbusters! And we have our very own movie theater, so what better way to kick off summer than with some movies?

Now, as we all know, Mandibles was the very first summer blockbuster ever. And as we all know if we look at the duck pond, we currently have a Great White Shark. Hi, Tex! So tonight I'll be hosting a screening of Mandibles in all its twentieth-century cheese. If any of you don't know what a shark is, now is your chance to get the crap scared out of you and make you glad we don't have a real ocean here.

( OOC Cut For Image )

Starts at 7, movie theater's on the seventh floor!

Meridian 147° east and west

[onlyanapple.livejournal.com]

[The familiar strains of Queen will come over the journal as Crowley pulls the now fixed Bentley back in front of the castle. He might have even given some of the Failtastic Six a ride home if they caught him in time. He shuts the car off and gets out, flicking through the journal as he walks]

Ugh, I’m in dire need of a bath to wash about one hundred layers of blood off me. Unless your name starts with a C, ends with an L and has ASTIE in the middle, I don’t recommend you interrupt me until after then. I’ll have no faffing about or asking if I’m okay, anyway. Aside from a lot of head trauma and the fact I’m not sure if I remember what the J in my name stands for anymore I’m fine. I’ve had a lot worse.

Barney, I’ll be at the Nines later. Make sure there’s enough booze in to drown a small horse with. You losers can come too, I suppose. Especially Elektra because she promised.

21 ... a little fun never killed anyone ... right? right?

[brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com]

( Filtered to 6 and Shortpack )

( Private )

[7's sitting on her journal, set on a windowsill on the 7th floor, sharpening her spear and killing time before the movie. Ruffian's curled up on the floor underneath, actually purring in contentment for a change.]

[[ooc: Open post and journal!]]

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[thewickedwoman.livejournal.com]

[Even though Angelique's journal is open, she's not using it. In fact, she seems to have forgotten about it for the moment. There's evidence of her trying to come up with something to write, but what she'd been told about a loss had weighed more heavily on her mind than formally announcing her presence. So she's found her way to the roof. With her open journal off to the side, and listeners/passerby just might hear her frustrated noises.]

This isn't - why won't - this can't be -

[Her powers are gone. She sits down and begins snapping her fingers, seeing if that will generate some kind of energy. Denial? Oh yes.]

(no subject)

[bluespells.livejournal.com]

Note to self: getting lost in the maze twice in one year is incredibly lame. Especially when there's a fight going on and people could've used the help.


...anybody know how to get peanut butter off of Kevlar?

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[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

[Thanks to York and Moonbay's excavation, Tex is having a much easier time of circling around in the pond. And that's what she does-it's not like there's much to do for entertainment in there, aside from occasionally poke her snout above the water line and gnash her teeth a little in frustration. She can see the ducks right there flying above her, and yet they're too far away to snag.

Stupid ducks.

If anyone wants to bother the shark, she's easy enough to find-the dorsal fin sticking above the water makes it easy to track her circling.]

♛ 04 - Plucking

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

[If you're walking through the garden, one might hear the faint plucking tunes of a stringed instrument (sounding like this), an upbeat tempo that at the same time would have been at home in a more formal occasion for a polite dance, but fit the atmosphere of the garden well if one was out for a simple stroll. 

And if one followed the sounds, they'd find Ashura seated in a small area on a large pillow, a stringed instrument in his lap, fingers plucking along with a sure familiarity, though they lacked some of the smoother grace of one who played such a thing for a profession. And sitting beside him, forgotten as he concentrated on his playing, was his journal and a feather pen, so the music was free to float through the magic system. Whoops.]

( Private to Cloud )



[ooc: Journal and actiony! Taking a nice relaxing break after the big fights. Whee]