Fourteenth Shot

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

[Sister is in the kitchen, 'baking'. She has the journal open next to her as she pulls out a fresh batch of something suspicious looking]

Hey, journal people! I made a fresh batch of space cakes, who wants in?

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[payback.livejournal.com]

( Group 3; )

[...a pause, and then a sigh.]

The situation over here is... resolving.

I can't wait to be back.

(no subject)

[paradisamods]

[SPIDERS* POST]

[Thank god it's almost over. All they've got left is a journey back home, and then all can go back to normal. Relatively, anyway.

The group with the injured is traveling through the night, and a few tenacious ones are staying behind to investigate further, at the stone docks in the throne room.

Unlike the previous nights, there are no spider songs. There's only silence.


There are two groups right now:

• Injured (with Raine, people who are heading straight home)  ETA BACK HOME: MIDNIGHT SUNDAY
• Morons (Jr., Cassie, anyone who is staying for an undetermined amount of time.)

The plot overview will be updated tomorrow morning/afternoon :)
Plot Overview  /  Group Organization  / Post-Battle Groups  ]

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[ofthefaintsmile.livejournal.com]

( [private, though Priscilla and Riful can sense it :B ] )

⇒ 028

[fastest.livejournal.com]

[ journals like to fall open quite a lot, and this time is no exception. it's early in the morning, and for going on half an hour there are very soft sounds of fabrics brushing against each other with the occasional muttering ]

Mm... Mama...

[ the creak of a bed and then a different voice ]

Fi...? Stop moving around, it's still so early...

[ silence for another moment, before the bed creaks much louder as someone rolls over before letting out an ear-splitting scream ]


AAAAHHHHH!!!

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[onehorned.livejournal.com]

( Teresa )

Log 070: Spider Regicide

[ruin-mania.livejournal.com]

[written, though if one listens they'll hear the sound of running water and the creaking of boats]

We're returning to the castle now, though at different paces. Myself and some others are returning early with those injured in the battle with the Imposter Queen. There were several severe injuries and one casualty: a man named Kanda Yuu [name crossed out to protect the innocent] who bravely placed himself in the face of a lethal attack meant for others. [She'll list the members of Group Injury, along with a brief description of their wounds if present.]

( OOC cut for length )

If all goes well, we should reach the base camp inside the barrier this afternoon and finish healing what injuries we can. Jr. and others are traveling behind me in an attempt to gather more information, so we'll be returning to the castle in staggered numbers.

Fourth Exorcism

[hakamacomplex.livejournal.com]

Such a busy week, there is a talking baby spider invasion, some sort of creature out there, and Raikou has shown up. Maybe I should have gone and seen what those little spiders were talking about. But, it sounds like there's a lot of trouble going on out there.

I'm surprised you didn't go with them Lord Raikou.

Host King's Fifth Court

[daddyhost.livejournal.com]

[Where has Tamaki been for the past couple of weeks? Why has there been no random wailings or declarations of beauty to passing women? The reason is simple... he's closeted himself in a random empty room of the castle with a small team of helper-ghosts. And transformed it into ~*~THE NEW HOST CLUB~*~

A scent of roses through the journal, before a familiar dulcet tone begins to smoothly dictate.]

Some people are simply born beautiful, a blessing for the eyes of all of those around them. It is the duty of these people to bring joy to those less fortunate, to shine like the jewels they are. For a man of exceptional looks, the only true delight can be in making a girl smile...

That.

That is my purpose in life~

[There's a pause, for dramatic tension to build. Tamaki fondly imagines all the castle hanging on his every word... the women breathless in anticipation and the men all vowing to follow his shining example.]

A Host Club is a way to share that beauty and joy with the world, a playground of riches, opulence and, of course, stunning aesthetics. For your pleasure, I have created such a club here within the castle walls.

[He suddenly sounds ridiculously excited.]

I even got to help paint the walls like a commoner!!!

[Alright, back to the suave and princely voice. Must make a good impression...]

All who believe they have what it takes to be a host, auditions will be held all of today within the Club.

[A map appears, drawn in rose-scented ink.]

( Allen )

[ooc: COME ONE AND ALL! Open to boys and girls, come and be part of the host club~ If you're out of the castle on spider duty and want to be involved, just apply via journal :3]

34 -- A quiet day

[so-catless.livejournal.com]

[it's been quiet, due to all the people out adventuring, and the shark was gone, so... Sakaki is sitting by the pond. Listening to the parrots and worrying about those people still out in the wilderness]

( Private )

[pauses to throw out a handful of stale cereal on the shore, for the parrots and ducks]

( Lorne )

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[paradisamods]

[SPIDERS* POST]

( And so, the journey continues... )

OPEN TO RAINE'S GROUP/ANYONE HEADED BACK TO THE BORDER. Mingle, I'll hit you up in a bit.
Plot Overview  /  Groups ]

[392]

[ino]

[Forward-dated to tomorrow morning-ish]

[Well, now that all of that crazy, crazy stuff is over with (... hopefully), she's done being unconscious (THANKS A LOT QUEENIE), and she's made sure that everyone who needed healing got it (except herself ... because she's convinced she doesn't need any help with these clearly Very Minor Injuries), she ... is totally exhausted.

She was going to go upstairs and sleep it off in her room, but that seemed like a really long way to her sleep-deprived self. So instead, she's ... sitting outside the clinic in the hallway. Her knees are pulled up to her chest, and her arms are folded over them. Her head's resting against her forearms, and it looks like she ... might have dozed off. There's still some bandages on her arms and around her forehead, and a few scrapes and bruises on her legs.

... Well, she didn't mean to fall asleep. Someone wake her up and tell her to go to real bed!]

[ooc: SOB, so I've been borrowing my dad's 'travel' power cord and since he's going out of town tomorrow ... I might not be around much next week while he's gone, depending on whether or not I can force my dying broken one to work for me. SO, posting this up ahead of time just in case.]

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[batfail.livejournal.com]

( [(fail)boat filter] )

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[variare.livejournal.com]

[ Those that decided to stay behind with chibi-sama Jr. have had their most leisurely day all week. Waking up late, searching the spider palace for clues/buried treasure/SHOWERS in the morning and afternoon, and ending the evening by stringing their boats together once more in the swamp.

This time they're clustered around the abandoned tank in the swamp so that Jr. and Faye can see if their futuristic badass tech skills will be any help in figuring it out/getting it to work.

Anyone else is free to join them (but only so many people can fit in there at once prz), or simply talk amongst themselves in their boats or in the trees or smoke weed WTFEVER have fun. ]


[ Plot Overview | Pre-Battle Groups | Post-Battle Groups ]

❛ three ❜

[dislikesaliens.livejournal.com]

( shinra -- aka private )

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[luv8vul.livejournal.com]

[dictated a little after Slenderman took off]

We had some...thing... tailing us for a while in the swamp on our way back out.

It looked like a person wearing a suit, but his limbs were ridiculously long, and he didn't have a discernible face. More disturbingly, only the minors in our group could see it. none of the adults saw anything out of the ordinary, even when it was only about twenty feet behind us in plain sight.

It turned back and left before engaging us, though, so... everybody coming back, be careful.

A Madagascar soccer team scored 149 goals against itself

[onlyanapple.livejournal.com]

Sometimes, I feel people here have a well developed sense of self-preservation. Then people wander off into the wilderness when they know full well something is going to attack them and I realise my feelings are unfounded. You’re all getting bacon sandwiches as punishment for your continued stupidity. Enjoy.

[Oh, he’s serious. When each person from the trip arrives home, a ghost will deliver them a bacon sandwich. And now, a disguised attempt at checking up on people;]

( Allen )

( Faye )

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[overninelives.livejournal.com]

There used to be this guy here. Ned. Whenever something was bothering him or he was stressed out, he'd end up making a ton of pies. Like, literally--more pies than you could shake a stick at. Aaaand those of you who have been here for almost any amount of time can probably tell that Paradisa can be pretty stressful, so there were a lot of pies being made.

A certain someone is going to gift everyone with bacon sandwiches--or so I hear, Crowley--so I guess I can offer up dessert. I get kinda sick of making pies all the time, I don't really do it like Ned did, but! I can totally make cupcakes.

So, people who are on their way back: what kind of cupcakes do you like? Flavor and frosting color. Extra points to people who can think of something interesting and, you know, plausible to make. I'm not making hotdog flavored cupcakes anytime soon.

(no subject)

[nurse-boy.livejournal.com]

[SPIDERS * POST]

[The base camp group has received word that the injured are on their way back from the swamps. Clark and Rory have organized their people and resources and have gone out to the edge of the woods on horses and carts to await their arrival]

OPEN TO GROUP THREE AND RAINE'S GROUP AS THEY ARRIVE.
Plot Overview / Groups / Post-Battle Groups

† 24th downfall {dictated}

[milanobutterfly.livejournal.com]

( Father Tres Iqus AKA "Gunslinger"  )

( Wisely )

( Abel )

( Alec )

Log: Happy Birthday

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Who: Draco Malfoy malfoy_purity and Ukitake Jyuushiro stormy_shiro
What: It's his Birthday
When: Backdated to the 5th June 2010
Where: The Town
Rating: PG

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[junescutie.livejournal.com]

[thank God the spiders aren't all over the castle any more. now that this one figures its safe to hang out outside of her room, she is all wrapped up in a blanket down in a lobby, with a basket full of pastel beads. She's humming cheerfully to herself as she takes elastic strings and after tying the end one, she puts more on the string until she can tie it together]

Hum hum... Oh, I'm all out of green beads. Um-

[however, as she gets up, she knocks into the basket and yeah... beads go spilling lal over the floor. She gives a little squeak, and quickly gets down on her knees to pick them up

h-help her out, or laugh at her. Your choice]

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[setmyalarm.livejournal.com]

[Dictated forever in his permanent near monotone]

Does anyone have any book recommendations? I like fiction, but I'll consider anything.


( Conrad )