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[madetobe.livejournal.com]

[dated to whenever Team Spider Bite crosses the border back into power land]

[As soon as Kanda's body crossed the border, muscle began to stitch itself back together and nerve endings reattached. Skin bubbled and burned away from acid smooths or reappears and from the inside out the gaping hole in his chest closes back to untouched flesh. His heart begins to beat and a few minutes later, his hand twitches. Slightly disoriented, Kanda begins to move]



[OOC: dslkgh doing this now because I may not be around tomorrow. ANYONE OUT THERE IN THE BORDERLANDS is welcomed to freak out that the CORPSE IS MOVING or... punch him for dying. You know whichever. Journal goers are welcomed to see/react to comments.]

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[theotherspeedy.livejournal.com]

[In very girly handwriting:]
My name is Mia, and I'm writing in a book that I just found on the ground when I happened to land in a creeptastic hallway instead of a rooftop. I'm not sure why I'm writing this, other than it seems to be what this thing is for, judging by the preceding pages.

This may not be the weirdest thing that's ever happened to me, but it's pretty up there. And I'm pretty damn sure it's so many kinds of Not Good.

(no subject)

[atigerindeed.livejournal.com]

What a relief... it sounds well and good to have a castle full of spiders, but when you're trying to wash yourself and all you've got is thousands of talking arachnids clogging up your fur you realize it's not spooky, it's just an unpleasant chore. Ugh.

(no subject)

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[Backdated to just before the camping post for Jr's group]

( Kanda )

[a pause; then]

( Arthur )

027 bullets fired

[machineish.livejournal.com]

[The castle does some bizarre things sometimes, and this is one of those times...

Tres has found himself somehow in the lobby, a table and sign set up in front of him.

STARING CONTEST
CHALLENGE THE MASTER
WIN A LESSON IN GUNPLAY.

Apparently the castle has decided he is to be more social. Thanks castle.

=|]

[ooc: Open to all, apologies but I must sleep, I just had to get this up before I went. Tags for Tres and Tama tomorrow~]

(no subject)

[onehorned.livejournal.com]

[ the journal picks up the sound of someone humming a song, it might sound familiar to a certain cracka Exorcist. for those not in the know, she is humming this song to herself in the lobby where she has claimed a couch. thanks for the cool song, fourteenth.

no worries, if you aren't in the lobby? you get to hear it over the journals anyhow. who feels lucky? that's right, you all do ]

† 49 - rip van winkle opens his eyes, and what does he see?

[priestish.livejournal.com]

[someone is asleep!

...and has BEEN asleep. ...for the past month, straight. dreaming strange, strange things.

but it seems the castle has finally deigned it's time for sleeping beauty to awaken! there's some incoherent mumbling: "n-no, no more - please! pr... incess... es--" before some shifting of covers and groaning.

and then an abrupt pause.

...then a very groggy, very hoarse:]

...Eh?

[some more shifting] ...Wh... what happened...? ...Lilith?

[silence]

What time is it?

[...]

...What day is it?

[......]

How long was I asleep...? ...Oh Good Lord.

[ooc: so yes, hiatus over etc etc - if there's anything you'd like to backtag, please let me know! I know I had some outstanding tags but since they're a month old... D: lmao sob 8( I'M HAPPY TO BE BACK, GUYS!]

Action

[kickthecanplz.livejournal.com]

[If you come to the kitchen today, you'll see an... interesting sight.

This boy.

Wearing this dress.

Holding a basket of these kittens.

Damn you, Tamaki. Long story short, Tamaki forced Kasanoda into the outfit. Kasanoda intended to go straight to his room and hide, but he figured the kittens would need food and milk. So he's trying to grab some and go as fast as he can, without drawing attention. But the kittens keep mewling!]

Shhhhh! Quiet down, I'm getting it! Come on, please, don't make any noise...

(no subject)

[impugnare.livejournal.com]

I'd like to think I'm good with weird, but I think we've gone beyond weird at this point.

Seriously, a castle? This isn't even something I would dream up, brain. You've missed it by at least ten years, my dreams of ever being a princess passed a long time ago. Anything from the peanut gallery, Marco? No? Not even; your warrior princess is in another castle? Color me impressed.

Right, now I'm talking to myself. God, maybe I really am losing it.

[ jokes aside, time to get serious, rachel. right now, she's making her way down a hallway and will continue to walk until she gets to the lobby. but, still seemingly talking to herelf -- her journal is in her back pocket -- she starts talking again ]

Now, first thing's first. Find out where this is and find a way out.

(no subject)

[payback.livejournal.com]

[We open with the journal open, naturally. It's fallen to the bottom of the boat into a puddle of water - the kind that just naturally forms in the bottom of any kind of canoe or what-have you, and as Rin and Steph's conversation is picked up swamp water slowly soaks through the page.]

- first thing I'll do is... a hot meal, I think. Everything else can wait until I've had some ramen... with a fried egg. Or maybe I'll just ask the castle for some dried chestnut okowa. I don't usually ask, but I will make an exception for this.

Man, that sounds nice. I'm totally hopping into the shower ASAP. Food can wait. I just want to remember what it's like to have clean hair... what's dried chestnut okowa, by the way? Please don't tell me this trip made you an alcoholic, Rin.

What? No, no, of course not! It's rice. Rice with stuff mixed in, it can be pretty much anything. Except when it's dried chestnut... [A small verbal equivalent to a shrug.] Well, you can guess what the main part is. It takes hours to make though, and I'm not ready to wait that long. I'm so sick of weird fruit...

Ooooh. Ha, just kidding! I think I'll have a cheeseburger. With chili fries. And maybe some nachos after. And a cold Pepsi. [... her stomach growls, and Steph groans]

...and if I don't see this swamp for ten more years, I'll be happy.

We just have to keep going. We'll get out of here eventually! We can do it! [her enthusiasm sounds very strained, though. =(]

I know, I know... I just hope we don't run into anything weird.

Haha, if we have any luck at all this forest is weirded out. [...]

Yeah... [Steph trails off, staring out into the trees... then there's movement as she grabs onto Rin's arm] Hey! Did you see that? I think I saw someone!

[Rin jumps to attention in an instant, scanning the woods.] What - where - ahh! You're right, there's someone! Yesss! Should we call her over?

Better than being lost forever out here! HEY!! OVER HERE! HELLLLOOOOO!

[There's splashing and smacking as Rin hits the water with the flat of her paddle, making more noise to draw attention.] HEY! HEY! PLEASE COME OVER HERE, WE JUST NEED DIRECTIONS! HEYYYY!

Yes! She saw us!

All right, all right, let's just wait... [For a minute or two there's only the faint sound of Rin and Steph breathing, and water splashing. And then an unknown woman's voice is heard through the pages.]

Close your journals and we'll talk.

Oh, it's open? Eep -

Oops -

[And the journal slams shut.

Any further happenings are left to your imaginations, residents. =)]

[ooc: Feel free to threadjump each other and speculate in this post. B)]

005 - clinic and beyond :'3

[signattack.livejournal.com]

[ time for Shizu-chan to wake up. He's been bumped, so oddly, while his legs may no longer be broken, there's blood all over the bed, one pant leg seems to be covered in the stuff, as well as half his side. Bullet holes to match. But he's no longer bleeding. He doesn't look =happy= either when he shoots up in bed looking around. This is not... Shinra's house. ]

...


[ quickly patting his leg and side. seems he's stitched up so he rolls himself out of bed ] What the... this is not Paradisa. This is NOT. PARADISA. [ a hospital bed is getting flipped and then he stomps off because he remembers, only after getting mad... it's fine this isn't Ikebukuro. Right now it's fine ]


Kida Masaomi. Kida Masaomi is here! I'm gonna kill 'em. Kill 'em. Kill 'em.

[ there is a very bloody man stomping around the castle now ]

⚜ 003 | dictated

[penancing.livejournal.com]

[Backdated to Saturday or so, ffff lj.]

So Pharos suggested we do something for when the people who left come back, like a "welcome back" party kind of thing. We thought of making a banner and preparing food. Does anyone want to help with that? Or maybe some of the adults that stayed behind here have other suggestions for what we can do?

( Uru )

☙o3

[lieutenantpeach.livejournal.com]

[Momo had a thick blanket wrapped around her shoulders. She sat in the library, curled up in a chair reading a very large book about gardening. Every now and then one could hear a sneeze followed by a sniffle. Her appearance was very worn, as if she'd been on bed rest for a good while and hadn't been out much.]

I wish I would just get better soon. [cough] Maybe there's some soup in the kitchen I can make later.


[ooc: sorry for such a short little post. Yes, I am alive, and going to try and hop into the swing of things.]

021

[givingchase.livejournal.com]

[backdated a bit to this morning]


Oh, shoot-!

Hey, uh, anyone still out in the forest? Does anyone know what happened to my sword? I stabbed her, then she threw me, and - did I still have it?

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[mechanisation.livejournal.com]

( Private )

• 010

[takethehead.livejournal.com]

[The spiders...Had been interesting for Clare. She'd never really noticed such little creatures before, and having them crawl over everything was...Different, and fun to watch. Since it seemed like they had no real purpose in mind. The weird chanting had been something to get used to, but they'd long since been gone and she's still finding cobwebs everywhere. Mostly in her long mess of hair she never bothers to properly care for.

But, she's kind of missing their presence now, so what's the best response? Find more creepy crawlies! She's hunched over an ant hill, watching them carry blades of grass or run about with a curious expression, the ice cream in her hand all but forgotten]

2 - settling in - 2

[onemanshort.livejournal.com]

I know everyone's been sayin' they were friendly an' all, but I gots to say... I'm all manner of relieved them spiders aren't still around. Gave me the willies, wanderin' all about the place like that.

[doodling a little flower in the corner of the page as she continues] It's kinda nice, havin' a bit of free time. Like a vacation of sorts. But I miss Serenity.

Hasn't even been a full week an' I already feel fidgety, not havin' her around to make sure she's alright. I guess I'm just hopin' what everyone's sayin' is right and I'm still there, takin' care of her and keepin' her in the sky, strange as that is. An' hopefully we'll get back there soon, so's I can see for myself.

....since I'm here now, though.... anyone got any machines need fixin'? I don't quite feel natural without one to work on.

[and, with that, Kaylee's going to just go explore the gardens, because if she's going to be stuck on the planet, she wants a closer look at the beautiful things she's been looking at from her window]

[ooc: open, open, open]

✏ 006;

[concretejungles]

[Some tapping on the page, and a few scribbles as if he began to write something and then didn't. None of them look like coherent letters, and finally there's a frustrated noise, and a sigh, and it's dictated.]

I'm back. I hope no one's still angry at me over their teeth.

I'm not sure which of these "losses" is worse... but I'm almost glad to be here.


[ooc: yes, he's back from his canon update, and is up to episode 22! :> Plus his loss has changed, and he's now illiterate, so he'll be using the audio function a lot.]

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[nowonderwoman.livejournal.com]

Who: Rin, Steph and Damsel
What: Lost in the swamps.
When: Monday morning.
Where: The Eldritch Greenwood.
Rating: PG-13.

( And make it snappy. )

(no subject)

[batfail.livejournal.com]

[In tones that reveal that this whole schpiel has obviously been rehearsed.]

Umm... ahah... [...]

So! You know... sometimes, there are cases of things, like in science, where people make mistakes. Kind of weird, silly mistakes, and sometimes they're serious and sometimes they're really not, and then sometimes, they're good mistakes! Mistakes people can learn from! Like that guy, who let mold grow on his plate things, and got that medicine because of that. Starts with a p. Penicillin? The future world would not have penicillin, which is a pretty good thing to have around, if it hadn't actually been for a mistake that he made... and took... and learned from!

So, sometimes when people make mistakes, even if they look bad at first, sometimes they actually reveal new things. New things are learned! And that's good, right?

Right! Exactly, Rin. Mistakes aren't always a bad thing--especially when, in the end, everyone is okay! Rin and I are both in one piece. Well, two separate, whole pieces. You guys know what I mean. A-anyway, um, after burning some extra calories, we're finally at the border. Phew! What an adventure. We sure learned a lot... like the Penicillin guy. Didn't we, Rin? Hahaha...

That's right! We absolutely did. And we are so sorry for any trouble or misunderstandings that might have been caused by the whole thing, because the last thing we'd want to do is be a bother to any of you! I mean, absolutely not! We are both so extremely, horribly sorry for anyone we might have made worry. But the important thing is that we're both safe now, right? And we both just really, really want to come home.

Yeah, we're really sorry. I'm sure a lot of you were worried, and sometimes worry can rush out and kinda come off as livid with rage, but--we didn't MEAN to get lost. The concern is touching... We're just tired and want to sleep and shower.

Oh. And eat. We're... so hungry. We're so sorry and so, so hungry... [there's a stomach growling here]

Seconding that. [A sympathetic pause.]

So, um, we're just at the border here... finally... after walking for hours... so if someone could find it in the kindness of their heart to come and get us, please, please, please, we would appreciate it. And if they could bring some food, that would be even better.

Umm... thanks, guys.

[[ Backdated sometime before this post. ]]

Second

[mademyownpath.livejournal.com]

[John's not that great at writing, so he'll dictate into the journal...a little awkwardly because god is it weird]

Uh...hello...folks. Now, I’m still not sold on this magic deal. The world ain’t that easy. You have to run it by your blood, sweat and tears, and if that don’t work, you just have to bleed, sweat and cry some more. I’ll just stick to doing what I know, I’ve no need for wishing. [Mumbled a little] Talking into a book don't feel right.

I'm hearing on this thing folks have been in some kind of trouble. [Not going to say talking spiders, he's not he's not] Does that happen often? Because it's an ironic sort of 'paradise' if it does.

≈ one splash

[cascadetomboy.livejournal.com]

[imagine a gym leader, taking care of her gym, and then waking up here. in a castle. in a fancy room. and her psyduck then bursts out of it pokéball. sounds of it opening dictated over the journal.] Psy~?

[muffled murmurs from half-asleep gym leader. yawn as she starts to wake up. defeated sigh.] Psyduck, what are you doin- [realizes her surroundings.] Huh, where am I?! Psyduck, what's going on?

Psyduck?

[another aggravated sigh.] Ugh, never mind. I know better than to ask yo- [notices how she has her spheal bag on her for some reason. rummages through it.] -Huh? These are the pokéballs for Psyduck and- [takes account of the voices echoing throughout her room and coming from seemingly nowhere.] Voices? [finds the journal after a little while] Why are there voices coming out of this- [sees her name on the front] and why is my name on it?!

Psy~?

Shut up, Psyduck! [is freaked out you're not helping. this room is nice but-]

✘FOUR

[weeabot.livejournal.com]

[There's the sound of metal on metal, clanking and a rivet gun for a few moments, before everything goes silent.]

...Well, I finished. I wonder if there are any more of these things around here from the last time I was supposedly here...

01 Arrows Shot [Voice]

[notrobingdmt.livejournal.com]

Well, I know one thing for sure. This is not Steel City. Way too much greenery and sunshine outside. Now this just isn't fair, kidnapping a guy right after he comes back from a very difficult but ultimately victorious battle. Took my shiny, new communicator too. I didn't even get to try it out yet. Take away my communicator just to give me a magic book that pretty much does the same thing? That makes total sense.

Alright, I'll bite. Who's kidnapping heroes this time and/or what'd I do to piss you off? I mean, is this a Titans thing or a Speedy thing? Not that it really matters, either way I'm gonna hand your ass back to you on a silver platter, but I'm a busy guy; I don't always remember everyone I've ticked off. You might wanna let me know before I start tearing the place up.

I might do that anyway though, depending on the answer I get.

♛ 08 - She Will NOT Adore My Battle Scars

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

[Ashura's standing in a well traveled hall, staring down into a random mirror placed on the wall, and continuously stroking his hair. Though his physical wounds had been healed, there had been nothing that could be done for his hair. One of his long side bangs was half eaten away by the acid the twins had spewed in their death throws, and part of the longer strands in back were charred and ugly looking. His hair had not been destroyed, but it was certainly not the shinning waterfall of ebony he was so proud of. 

He frowned at his reflection, tugging his hair and gritting his teeth, perhaps stupidly distraught over this but somehow it was becoming outlet for the deeper emotions the whole spider affair had brought out.

And of course, sitting open on a nearby table, faithful as ever, was the journal.]

Is anyone good with a pair of scissors? I need a hair cut, badly. Those blasted twins ruined my hair and a set of my good war robes.

[He let out something between an irritated sigh and distraught sound, tugging again.]

[ooc: He is one of the ones that was flown back by the Super-peeps, or so I have reasoned. So, yeah, there it is.]

(no subject)

[paradisamods]

[SPIDERS* POST]

[Back at base camp/outpost, anyone who hasn't already moved back to the castle is hanging out, getting healed, getting bandaged up, or just unwinding from the looooooong weekend. Whoo!


OMG WHERE IS MY CHARACTER?!

• Injured (or anyone with Raine's group) are still at base camp, unless they've gotten run back over to the castle by one of our superheroes/godmodes. If you want them to have been brought back to the castle, it's perfectly fine to assume Clark has flown them back or something! \o
• Junior's group, having heard that Steph and Rin are alright, should be back at camp by now, as well, unless they've decided to go back to Eldritch woods.
• Sorry about the general messiness of this final post!

Plot Overview  /   Post-Battle Groups  ]

second new york minute;

[mrsawesome.livejournal.com]

( [Private] )

[fifteen minutes or so later, the journal opens again, and there's a restless tap tap tapping. Yeah, still can't sleep.

so she dictates:]

You know, I was going to ask if it's crazy like this all the time here, but I think I'm just gonna skip it. It's kind of a dumb question by now anyway.

Anybody want some pancakes? I feel like having a midnight snack.