one feather and a magic book

[quackaccent.livejournal.com]

[the following text-transcription will be...........keysmash, at best, as the voice behind it will be impossible to tack down NO YOU CAN'T DO IT MAGIC BOOK I'M SORRY.

those with decent ears may be able to comprehend the following slurring and squawking, while the rest...can enjoy the following slurring and squawking anyway. at this hour, even.]


Hmmm..."Let's tell bedtime stories...Good ones." Whaaat? I don't get it...What kinda book is this supposed to be, anyhow?

Something's real fishy, here...

[beat.]


Awk! Hey! [pause.] What's the big idea?! QUIT IT ALREADY! You little-! HEY!

052

[lilblackdevil.livejournal.com]

[today, Hartmann is switching occupations from soldier to elevator attendant. Not because she wants to, mind. ALL SHE EVER WANTED WAS TO GET TO THE FIRST FLOOR. Unfortunately, she kept missing the "1" button, and ended up pressing every other one on the panel in her efforts to reach it. Even more unfortunately, since the elevator gets used so often, by the time it finally reached the second floor, it went up again before she could get out.

Rinse and repeat said unfortunate turn of events, and you get a figure slumped against one of the lift's walls, resigned to her job change. Will a hero(/ine) come rescue her, or will she become a permanent fixture next to the panel until this loss ends?]

"Welcome to the Grand Transportation Device of Paradisa. What storey are you headed for today?"

...not cool. This is so not cool, tch.

(no subject)

[wiederholt.livejournal.com]

[Lambdadelta]

I'm testing your piece. I hope you don't mind.



( room filter )

002. Night Flight

[icarustattoo.livejournal.com]

[Anyone on the twelfth floor will see a pretty huge blond guy wandering the halls, ostensibly heading to the gym, judging by the way he is dressed. Brock was praying to God that choosing to go to the gym at like two o'clock in the morning meant there wouldn't be any psychotic ... magic ... demon guys lurking around. Or whatever. Ugh, this place.

Dressed appropriately for the gym in trainers and track pants, Brock pauses in the hall before heading into the gym to ... light a cigarette. Yes, he smokes while he works out. Oh, that Samson!]

[ooc: open post~]

[Twelfth shot at not shooting small children in the spleen. Dictated.]

[eatshootsnleves.livejournal.com]

[Filtered to all Arrows... and all Bats. But not Damian.]

Dick, Damian's under restraining order. He does not get anywhere near Lian, ever, again, until further notice. Are we clear on that?

I figured you'd want some advance warning in case I have to shoot him.

[/Filter]


[Damian]

So tell me, Robin, is every small child who gets within striking distance in danger from you? 

Or is it just the girls.

[/Damian]

(no subject)

[onehorned.livejournal.com]

[ a wistful sort of sigh ] Ah..

I want to see more of them, those colorful lights in the sky.

Isley, can we find more?

23 ... getting down to business

[brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com]

[There's a stitchpunk out by the duck pond, inspecting the muddy, trampled earth. The plumage hanging off the back of her birdskull helmet has a shock of color in it from the feathers from 6.]

( Filtered to York )

( Filtered to Shortpack )

[She wasn't sure how she'd never thought of it before, but it finally occurred to her to wish for the castle to make her journal more size appropriate, and would now fit securely in her pocket.]

[[ooc: backdated to after this. Open post and journal!]]

(no subject)

[overninelives.livejournal.com]

Okay. I am breaking the habit of being stuck in my own little world.

Hi, everyone!

What's up? What did you do today? I don't care if I don't know you. I don't care if it was just sleeping all day. What did you do? Or, if you're just glancing at this in between something, what are you doing?

(no subject)

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[Filtered to people who know about Joshua but away from Joshua himself, people likely to tell him he was asking around, Colette and Uru]

I'm sorry to bother you, but can anyone tell me about a boy named Joshua? He was the one calling for Colette the other day and I've never heard of him before and...[he got a bunch of mixed messages that screamed bad news]

Well I just want to know if anyone knows anything about him.

Thank you for your time.

[OOC: JESSE if this isn't okay, feel free to tell me and I'll delete. He's just asking around and not really planning to anything unless Joshua tries something. HE IS JUST WORRIED FOR COLETTE]

♛ 13 - Last Call

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

[It's the last day of the sign-ups for the Bachelor Auction, and those of you have HAVE been signed up (be it by your own selves or others), well, you will have a lovely, large print reminder of this in your journals as well as a reminder to show up for rehearsal on Tuesday and to be there on time on Wednesday for the actual Auction. As for the rest of the castle, posters have started going up proclaiming the date of the Auction, inviting one and all to come and participate.]

~ Fire-Flower Festival Bachelor Auction ~

Ladies and Gentleman
Please join us the afternoon of Wednesday, July 8th for a Bachelor Auction!
We have many handsome, gentleman Bachelors for you to choose from
And all proceeds will go towards Lady Rin's foundation for the aid of the townspeople!

There is also still time to sign up, Bachelors! 
Hurry, before it's to late!

( The Current Bachelors - Total: 38 )

[ooc: This is the last reminder for anyone that wants to sign up! You can do so here for last minute entries IC, and please go here for the OOC sign up. If I have forgotten anyone on the list, please let me know via the OOC post, or have your muse say something here on this journal post (if they are forgotten or if for some other reason the list is inaccurate) :) Further more, remember that tomorrow all Bachelors will be posting in the Auction Post and everyone will start bidding on Wednesday. Refer here for more details.]

⇒ 031

[fastest.livejournal.com]

[ clearly all this conniving backstabbing talk has pinged him! ...no not really, but he is in the castle because let's face it he hasn't openly socialized in forever. he's currently taking his time strolling through the lobby/halls on his way to the church. feel free to bump into him along the way...or at the destination, in abel's case, or anyone else derping around in the church ]

Fifteenth Shot

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

[Have a picture posted on the journal, people. A very bad picture]



So, guys! It's like, summer, right? When are we gonna have a sex beach party? We totally have them here, right?

I'll so save some for you, Nerd. Because you're awesome.

022

[givingchase.livejournal.com]

Guys guys guys! Tell me about your friends! [So cheery and perky today :>] Do you have a best friend? A bunch of best friends? All kinds of friends? I wanna know!

And if you don't have any friends... heh, I can fix that!

Speaking of... Donald! I wanna show you the Four Seasons room tomorrow! We'll hit the beach!

† 26th downfall {dictated}

[milanobutterfly.livejournal.com]

I couldn't help noticing all this talk of friendship and branching out today. Bearing this in mind, I have two questions for my fellow castle residents.


Do you ever find yourself remaining with the group of people you already know and trust? How do you seek to remedy this? Assuming you view it as a problem, of course.


[If you want to find Caterina, she is out in the gardens enjoying a cup of tea!]

(no subject)

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

( Private; )

[because it helps him think (and because he's got some psychological need to set things up and knock them down), Zelman was setting up a rather elaborate line of dominoes all around his room. not just on the floor, either--he's got them stacked up to tables, down from shelves--the whole place is a crazy contraption that must have taken hours.

he ran out of space, though, so the domino trail started spilling into the third floor hallway... and now he's sitting out there, methodically placing dominoes down in some grand, confusing design that only he can see the end of. he will sometimes ask the ghosts for a few books or building blocks or something ridiculous like a hamster wheel to add another step to the process.

he seems very absorbed, but since he's taking up half the hallway... he's practically asking to be bothered. the journal is stuck open somewhere a little further inside his room, so if you left the page open, you've been subjected to this weird click. click. click. click. sound for hours.]

(no subject)

[darkevangel.livejournal.com]

[Rubedo]

Oi, Rubedo.... Buttmonkey!

Where are you hiding? Are you still under my command?

Answer me!

No, on second thought, it doesn't really matter. Come meet me in the lobby. And no backtalking!

Actually, scratch the no backtalking bit, too. It's more fun that way.



[Lobby!]

[and Eva is simply waiting on one of the armchairs, looking slightly irked...]



[THREADJACKING ENCOURAGED
it's no fun if Jr.'s humiliation isn't public after all~]

☀ 053

[apologeticangel.livejournal.com]

( Private )

( Father Abel )

( Uru )

Humm hmm ♪ [hur hur yes, she's kind of humming to herself] The sky is so beautiful here. It's almost like... you can see all the stars from every world. Maybe some of those stars are other worlds, with millions of lights forming one small light very far away.

Or maybe we're seeing the same stars that everyone can see back home. I know the sky is different in every world, but maybe that's because we're all seeing it at a different angle. [there's a wistful pause] I hope that's the case... then it home doesn't feel that far away.

[feel free to run into her in the garden :)]

(no subject)

[fiveby-five.livejournal.com]

You gotta be freaking kidding me.

[a decorative table in the hallway is crushed to oblivion when it suddenly meets a wall; there's a woman wandering through the hallways in dark jeans and black tank top.

So Faith has this loss, right, where she can't avoid people, but she's been trying wicked hard so the castle's repaying her with this:

It's 11:00 PM, Paradisa, and Faith is knocking on every door she comes across; banging sounds]

Yo, open up.



[OOC: WANT A HOT CHICK AT YOUR DOOR? She'll be at it for a while, so all floors/towers are welcome!]

Kanda Yuu; Open Log

[madetobe.livejournal.com]

Who: Kanda Yuu madetobe
What: Meditating on the roof
When: IDK some recent night
Where: Roof top
Rating: PG-PG13
Notes: I just needed to sort my muse out after everything, but anyone is welcomed to come poke him! It's probably TL;DR so HE'S JUST SITTING ON THE LEDGE, fiddling with prayer beads and meditating.

( Kanda watched a lotus blossom fall onto the ledge, sway there for a moment and tumble fourteen stories down below. )