(no subject)

[misa-approves.livejournal.com]

( To the jerk Batman who kicked down the door to the spa )

✘ ( 03 )

[allwillrot.livejournal.com]

[Someone is a bit too bored to stay in the castle at the moment. If someone is outside they may find Hades sitting under a tree and staring up at the sky. He glances at the journal next him and flips it open. After that he turns his gaze upwards again. There is a long pause where he contemplates if it is worth the time to address anyone in particular or deal with the people.]

Evil is something that people cannot agree on what it is. There are always different levels, different conditions. To many evil is conditional. Yet the vast majority appear to can agree on the concept of what is good. In the end both are concepts. Ideals.

[another pause where he idly shifts and crosses his legs, gaze returning to the ground.]

A world of light is not perfect nor realistic. No world can exist without darkness. The way some people speak I find myself wondering if anyone can remember that truth.

06;

[slingshots]

[Carrie sits under a tree outside, more or less enjoying the day and kind of nervously shooing off any parrots that think it's a good idea to get close. Birds are weird. :< Eventually, after enough time to herself and space to think in, she'll pick up the journal and scrawl out a quick entry.]

If you could have anyone from home, who would it be?

085;

[firsttsurugi.livejournal.com]

( Private )

(no subject)

[onehorned.livejournal.com]

[ In the early hours of the morning, Priscilla found herself walking along the path that would take her back to the castle. Other than looking a little on the sleepy side, she looks fine. Nothing has changed and she didn't take a detour to Buffet Royale! She just opted to seek out Riful and scare her a little, even if that wasn't her initial intention. She only wanted to ask her about the power she felt from Teresa -- then she had to go and remember that Riful had hurt Allen. Sigh~

Instead of going straight into the castle, she opts to find a seat in the garden and were someone to find her? They would find that the so-called monster seems to be nodding off. What, she used a little too much power. It's not like she's going to replenish it any other way. She didn't eat human guts! Yet. ]

( two )

[regulare.livejournal.com]

( morrigan )

[ after discovering the wonders of running water, obviously magic but he didn't care it was so good to have a bath, and his comfortable bed; Alistair has taken to cleaning that shiny gold armor he was--current outfit includes a nice blue tunic, nothing too fancy, some pants and awesome boots idk--wearing when he got here out in the lobby.

and by cleaning we really mean he is staring at the kitchen, well more like squinting at it as if it is ready to pounce on him and rip him to shreds ]

People do know that room with the knives and metal... things is a torture chamber right?

[ yes, he does think the kitchen is a torture chamber. what else could it be? so open ]

Class 002; Dictated

[bishojoheadless.livejournal.com]

Hey, um-- Man, how do you work this thing? Is it on? It'd be so much easier of this thing had a record button!

Testing, testing.... Maybe it needs voice commands like a cellphone?

Uh... Record!

.....Playback!

Go!

Stop? No good...?


Journal, make a filter!


...................................Why isn't it working???

Allen:

이봐 Allen, 어떻게 무엇을 하고 있습니까. 너는 상담소의 아직 일어나지 않았나요? 나는 그들에게 당신을 위해 더 많은 피를 생각하는 아무 문제가 없을 것입니다!


[[ooc; mental power: 0 :'>]]

+60

[imnot_likeyou]

[Sam coming to is a violent intake of breath, and some scattered flailing because the last thing he remembered was him falling into Hell and now, all of the sudden he was here, in this room, and he didn't quite remember where that was. Cards fall to the floor, and he nearly manages hitting the person next to him with one arm -- sorry, Bobby -- as he tries to figure that out.

His eyes glance from Bobby to Jo, to his brother on the bed sitting next to him, and he wants to tell them to get away from him, because he doesn't know how long he can hold him, but it doesn't take long for him to realize that Lucifer wasn't there. No clawing at the sides of him, no roaring in the back of his mind -- nothing. Just Sam. Only Sam.

He takes a deep breath, trying to calm down, and then speaking slowly]

[Clinic filter]

The castle?

[It's all worried and hopeful at the same time because the last thing he knew Bobby was dead and so was Jo so if this was Hell, it was a pretty low trick]

[Filter was added in after the fact, so if you caught wind of this in the first twenty minutes or so, feel free to poke Sam about it.]

(no subject)

[heirdom]

( Private (dictated) )

003 Locks Picked

[everborrowing.livejournal.com]

[a shrill voice can be heard over the journal, with silent (and slightly panicky) transcription showing up a split second later]

I’m sure it opens . I wonder what it holds?

The Weighted Companion Cube can hold drinks and books.

…Maybe it’s a puzzle!

I am not a puzzle.

Oh! I know!

I do not understand. What is he doing to me?

[ooc: Tas is in the lobby, trying to “open” the Cube. …He has a crowbar]

(no subject)

[scouring.livejournal.com]

( Damian Wayne )

[ 34 ]

[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

[the journal picks up sounds of desperately fitful sleep, tossing and turning punctuated by the mumbled sounds someone makes when they're trying to yell in their sleep. This goes on for a little bit, until he suddenly breaks into consciousness]

N-no-- NO!!

[the crash of a glass of water on his nightstand being chucked at something that isn't there, before he even realizes he's awake]

...

[rough breathing as he sits up and rubs his eyes, trying to calm down. Notices that the journal is open after he turns on the light]


( GLaDOS )




((backdated to late last night))

Hindsight is always 20-20

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[dictated over the journal]

Sometimes I wonder how different Paradisa really is from our home worlds. I mean, I would say – at home, at least – I’d never have to worry about suddenly thinking I’m a nun or finding myself trapped in the body of an animal. But, honestly, I can’t say that for sure. Because, no matter how normal things seem, life is NEVER what you expect.

Maybe it’s not that Paradisa is crazier than where we came from. Maybe it just hides it less. And if that’s the case… well… at least it’s honest?

[Town Church Filter]

[Jilly never thought she’d come back to the Sol en las Colinas Church… but here she is. She needs a big, open space if she’s going to teach an art class… and the abandoned church is as good a place as any. Well, unless she gets any vampire students, but she’ll wait to tackle that problem if it comes up.

Dust has settled over the past two months, so there’d be cleaning and supplies to take care of, but there’s a large, open room attached to the kitchen that could easily be turned into a studio with just a little work.

Dressed in a t-shirt and patched jeans, and armed with cleaning supplies, Jilly’s determined to see what she can do about making this idea a reality.

It never occurred to her that anyone else might still be using the old building]

[ooc: Journal is very, very open, but the church is reserved for Larfleeze to scare her and demand rent money. orz]

♛ 05 - Invitations

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

[When residents open up their journals, they might see this written on one of the pages in flowing script]

Residents of Castle Paradisa -

I wish to invite all of you to a special party celebrating our victory over Riful, and the safe return of all the hostages and rescuers. The party shall be held on June 9, in the pool and partly in the gardens for those who do not wish to get wet. Food and drink will be provided, naturally. The party shall begin in the early afternoon, around 1, but shall continue for as long as our guests like ~

- Ashura

P.S. - A special thanks to Cloud for helping me organize things.


( Handwritten Invite Because the Mun Got Bored Last Night )

─ sixty-four

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

( damian wayne )

(no subject)

[red-powertie.livejournal.com]

Who: Phoenix and whoever else would like to join
What: A needed therapy session
When: Monday morning
Where: His room
Rating: PG

( Read more... )



Fifty Seventh Song

[mysticalvender.livejournal.com]

You know what everyone needs after all this talk about kidnapping, who you can trust and any other number of really depressing issues being brought up in the journals lately?

ABBA, that's what.

[And yep, he's dictating this by his jukebox, so he'll just play this all over the journals]

Cheer up folks, everyone got back safe and it's June. Summer's here, let's see that summer attitude showing in these magical books.

#6 - ravaged by a werescientist

[holydamnitxmas.livejournal.com]

[Rusty's wandering around the lobby, humming to himself. it's a few lines of Waterloo, over and over again: Lorne's charitable act of spreading the summer mood got the song stuck in his head, but he only really knows the melody to the chorus. so, have One Of Those Annoying Humming Guys over the journal. and the occasional bit of quiet, slightly off-key singing]

Waaaaaa-terloo! Yaaa-da-da, baaaaby, da da-da da-daaa...

[once he reaches the kitchen, he stops to get himself a sandwich, and leans against the wall, munching on it as he surveys his handiwork so far. proceeds to DICTATE WITH HIS MOUTH FULL. there are a couple of blobs of egg salad on the page, now, too]

Okay, so since my last bodyguard didn't even make it a MONTH before the fucking castle shipped it home, I'm looking for another one. Again. Anyone who's interested, well. [and with that, he slaps a flyer into the journal] There you go.

[and with that, he goes back to wallpapering the lobby in flyers. and eating. and humming.]

OH. And for those of you who got kidnapped? Congratulations, some of you actually managed to not act like complete sissies. Gold star.

≫ 003

[bogusmagic.livejournal.com]

( Kyon )

38 Swords in the Stone

[excalibured.livejournal.com]

[Filtered AWAY from Priscilla, Riful and any allies of Riful's;]

Priscilla has stated that she has spoken to Riful with the intention of warning her away from those she deems important, and that she will put an end to it, should she choose not to comply. I'm quite certain that it is not an idle threat, and it does not extend to Riful alone. Also with the...Manner in which she behaves, you may not be aware of your status as one.

To my knowledge she isn't dangerous at the moment. She isn't consuming others, but Teresa's entry seems to suggest that it doesn't make her any less powerful. So I strongly suggest that you watch the manner in which you address the following people, and leave your arguments with them filtered or entirely private in nature, if you must have them at all.

Of course, should you wish to die in a most gruesome manner, be my guest to try regardless.

The people are:

Ryou [?], Takamura Uru, Allen Walker, and...Arthur Pendragon.

(no subject)

[heirdom]

( Carrie Kelley )

one ➤

[advocacies.livejournal.com]

You little –

Get back here RIGHT - [ and here karen skids to a stop in the middle of what appears to be a hallway but not her apartment’s hallway. did she forget to keep control of her speed? this never happened to her... well, okay. minus that one time her powers were out of whack because psycho pirate was screwing around but this was definitely NOT the case.

forget that for now, where did that kid run off to? and wasn’t her neighbour just coming up the stairs a second ago? karen, did you shift into over drive?

...crap, she was even still in her towel ]

...now?

Ohhh, I didn’t hit the brakes on this one.

[ right... she could search for the kid after she went back to her room and put on some clothes. why is she still standing around in this hallway? ]


[ ooc: action/open! clark prz don't see your au!cousin in a towel... ]

(no subject)

[heirdom]

Who: Damian Wayne and Stephanie Brown
What: A chance encounter.
When: Late tonight, presumably after meeting with Carrie.
Where: City.
Rating: PG?

( Bloody skies. )

004: the observation room job

[ablack-king.livejournal.com]

[after having a kid for a week and having said kid disappear, Nate's been kind of keeping to himself. he figures those that know him get what his issue is, but he also figures that it's time to stop moping around and get back in the game. so, that in mind, he's sitting in the lobby, dressed in the most horrendous yellow suit, his hair slicked back, people watching]

[feel free to bother him -- that's what he's here for! just bear in mind that if he doesn't know you, he's going to put on a huge act to match the outfit just to see how people react. it's all about how people react]