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[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[decisively closes the journal when she realizes that she's written more about her dead dog than her dead mother, which really, was an attempt to coax her mother's face from her memories.]

[irritated, she leaves the room, deliberately slamming the door on her way out. Fuck this shit, she's going for a motorcycle ride going for a run.]

{ trauma thirty-one }

[a-morris-md.livejournal.com]

[Morris has just about recovered from the expedition. The mun is still recovering from Doctor Who. So he's getting himself back into the swing of things]

King Arthur, if Your Highness doesn't show up in the clinic for some follow-ups on that leg, I'm making a home visit.

And who was in charge of triage at base camp? I want to buy you a drink.

007

[fanfrickntastic.livejournal.com]

Hmm. I haven't had a good drink in a while. Should anyone feel so inclined, I'll be at The Lux and wouldn't mind some company.

[and there he is, sitting at the bar with a glass of Jim and Ginger (he's starting out light, the night is still young, after all). Backdated to about 10 PM.]

~ eighth fairy tale

[too-fairytale.livejournal.com]

[watch as Amy semi-fails at filters]

( The Doctor )

εїз 014 εїз

[alessergoddess.livejournal.com]

( room filter )

[a few more minutes pass before she tries to speak again, with the journal open nearby. Thankfully something comes out, albeit weakly.]

Bro...ther...?

(no subject)

[luciaseyes.livejournal.com]

[someone was heading to her gfs room to hang out a bit, but is now just in front of the room... staring sadly at the door]

Ah, Yukari-chan...

[the journal opens again when this one is back in her room. She sighs a bit, but pulls herself together to say-]

Yukari Takeba returned home. [there's a silence as if she's trying to figure out what else to say, but... she'll just stick with that]


( Filter: SEES )

vier

[rocketeering.livejournal.com]

These 'losses'. I believe I've figured out what it is I've lost. Is it always something so...detrimental to your sense of self? Something that you feel gives you purpose, no matter the 'world' you currently exist in?

Uch, this is disgusting. Is there a beer hall around or a...pub? Something like that?

☾ 32

[herwaltz.livejournal.com]

[After going to the clinic to visit Ganta and finding him missing, Moonbay makes her way to the seventh floor hallway, dictating on the way.]

What is it with people escaping from the clinic all the time? I know boredom sets in fairly quickly, but shouldn't your health come first? [Pause] Anyway, has anyone seen a kid na--

[She cuts off when she spots the empty name plate on his now reconstructed door.]

Aw man! [The sound of of a slight kick to the door and an exasperated sigh.]

Never mind. For those who knew him, Ganta went home.

[OOC: Open journal or seventh floor hallway.]

nine.

[contractcore.livejournal.com]

[ today he is outside, laying on the grass with snowdrop napping on his stomach, hands behind his head as he stares up at the sky. he is behaving, at least for the moment, just taking the time to think and relax and not to get into any trouble... it wouldn't be nice to give gil a heart attack ]

( ooc; open. come bother, step on, trip over him or something 8} )

• 008

[embattles.livejournal.com]

( Tim Drake )

( Lily )

(no subject)

[abadgirl.livejournal.com]

[clearly v. drunk. And yelling:]

TODAY IS DAY 1306.

WHY THE FUCK AREN'T WE OUT YET?

Someone fucking answer this!

I'm reading old entries and you guys were having a SWIMMING CONTEST on Day 16!!

What's wrong with you?! You know that most kidnap victims are doomed after the first 24 hours? I blame you people and your swimming contest. This includes Sora, Riku, Aang, Lloyd, some chick named Yuna and Colette Brunel!

Fuck you all and your swimming contest!


[added shortly after]

BLIND DATE SIGN-UPS ON DAY 24.

FUCK YOU ALL.

Rebel 03

[drivesaniisan.livejournal.com]

[There's cheerful humming being picked up by the journal, indicating someone's still in a good mood. It goes on for several minutes takes care of things in his room, and then--

The sound of a shattering ceremic pot, which is immediately followed by the sound of a sword clattering to the ground. Then, several moments of silence before a mutter.]

Yukianesa...

[a long pause]

Worthless Castle-! How dare you humiliate me in such a way!

[And, in a fit of rage, the journal -- and the rest of his room, for that matter -- is encased in ice. Sorry folks, you might have ice shards coming from your journal pages.]

♣ 26

[professionaldefibrillist]

[is in the kitchen. he'd asked the castle for fresh ingredients, but is just preparing it himself. he could just keep eating from the restaurants but that makes him feel a little less independent than he'd like to be.

he's wearing his shinigami uniform, and is just milling around the kitchen with the journal open next to him. feel free to bother]


[And today is Bleach day. Open open open.]

(no subject)

[cartrauma.livejournal.com]

( Mister Charlie )

[Out by the duck pond, this kid throwing bread to the ducks. She happens to be... Well, as deep in thought as a kid her age can get. Also she can't throw very well, so the bread is kinda going everywhere. Oh well. ]

(no subject)

[ino]

[out by the forest, not too far from the castle, there's a bunch of simultaneous 'thunk' noises as Ino practices her kunai aim and such on a tree! she'll land swiftly from the air, letting out a 'phew!' as she stands back to admire her handiwork. she made a smiley face with the kunai in the tree :') she'll be making a noise of surprise when she sees someone coming, though, and waves --]

Hey!

Hey ... [Leroy'll be stopping to look at the retarded faces on the trees ksdkjsdf]

[And Ino will be blinking, glancing at what he's looking at] Oh, this? I was bored. If you don't mind, though, could you help me pick up first?

--Huh?? Yeah, sure.

[ooc: open post 8D feel free to walk by and comment or even join in helping out if you like~]

(no subject)

[finesse-bottom.livejournal.com]

Who: Chuck Shurley & Anya Christina Emmanuella Jenkins
What: Shopping for Sister
When: Monday, June 28th - afternoon
Where: The Magick Box II
Rating: R (for talk of sex and sex toys)




( When the small chime on the door sounded... )

XXIX

[shotapope]

[He has carefully written this out as suggested by Alucard. He's not sure if this would really be anonymous or not, but he said he would try.]

Dear Castle Residents,

Would it be worse to lose a cherished item, or the memory of why it is cherished?

Thank you, please be honest with your reply.

35 -- A Walk

[so-catless.livejournal.com]

[it was a pleasant late afternoon, so Sakaki decides to take a four-foot tall orange cat the two shelter dogs on a walk at the same time, through the town. They are both so well behaved on their own, she figures that walking both of them wouldn't be too much different.

...she was wrong.

The energetic akita mix is just sooo happy to have another dog friend nearby, she's in a happy and bouncing frenzy. This excitement is apparently contagious, because the other dog--normally so laid-back--is getting worked up too. This results in Sakaki being yanked around and jumped on as she tries to walk them through the streets. ...Luckily she's a strong girl, and doesn't drop the leashes]

[journal falls open, on the ground] --Oh no. Wait, wait...

[happy dog panting, journal gets a little trampled]

Aah, hang on. Down. Stay.

[a bark and a struggle! ...she now sounds farther away] No! Leave that alone--

Please cooperate.. [getting closer again] I dropped something. Just wait, and then we can-- [cut off by more happy barking!]


((ooc: obviously also an open post))

First, after much rustling

[colorlesschild.livejournal.com]

[Rustling of little fingers pawing at his book, followed by the shuffling of something small pressing itself through the layers of hanging clothes to plant itself neatly in the back of the closet. A little whisper comes through next.]

Excuse me?
Excuse me, I think there's been a mistake.

This isn't my room and it's far too large, there's… there's too much inside it. Um.

Whose place is this? There will be problems if I am here and they are not. And if I am here, then I'm not where I'm supposed to be, and father will be very cross and…

Everything is spinning. I don't know which way is which anymore. How do I get back? I need to hurry, before they see me.

1

[pai-sho-master.livejournal.com]

[Iroh was very suddenly… not where he was before. Surprised, he drops the tea cup he was holding. After giving the spilt tea a very sad look, he takes in his surroundings. Though he doesn’t know it, his journal is open, recording his musings.]

This is not my tea shop.

[He walks out into the hall and looks around, noting his name on the plaque. He then walks back in the room]

And it’s not Ba Sing Se.

[Noticing the journal, picking it up, and flipping through it.] And this is not an ordinary book.

…Anyone care to tell a weary old man where he is? Not captured, I hope. I thought the end of the war would mean I could finally enjoy my tea and Pai Sho in peace.

029: Self Defence

[cantsinganote.livejournal.com]

[Allan is out in the sun, his swords glinting in the summer sun.]


Hey, Jilly pet, you up for your self defence lessons?

memory ❀ 007

[elusivememory.livejournal.com]

( Private )

Ah, does anyone know what are good ways to be less... sleepy?

Beware, the stairs!

[heirdom]

[Damian's bored, so it's Trolling Time.

Armed with a Paradisian supply of water balloons, he's hanging out in the stairwell, closer to the upper floors. He waits for opportune moments, then peers out over the edge and lobs a balloon at a lower floor. For the most part he's aiming for them to burst NEAR his unwitting victims so they don't get TOO wet (and thus not risking being in as much trouble!) but no promises. You never know when one might hit you dead on.

So... who wants to get wet?]