Wedding Business

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( Abel )

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[Coming in from the forest is a filthy Deadpool who's been out camping ever since that whole... Crazy demon horde thing and his BFF almost dying. He'd gone off to deal with things in his usual way: Ignoring it and running away. But now he's sneaking back into the castle, stopping in the kitchen for food even before he goes to get a change of clothes or a shower.

So hey, dirty!Deadpool is raiding your fridge Para]

Wow, a magical castle and there's nothing good to eat. Figures.

3

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[Backdated to a decent hour of the night! Anyone that knew Parker during her previous stay can read the filter.]

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[And because Parker isn't really used to how the journals work, she isn't sure if she's supposed to wait by the book for responses or leave and come back to them later. So she sits there. Bored.

For a whole minute.]

Word association. I say a word, you tell me the first word that comes to mind. Ready?

Money.

- twelfth year waiting -

[nurse-boy.livejournal.com]

[sometime around dawn, a bedraggled and tired-looking Rory Williams and Amy Pond emerge from the woods on the edge of the castle grounds, looking very much the worse for wear. They've spent most of the night running blind and scared without journals through the forest, trying desperately to get back to the castle in one piece after realizing they'd totally bunged the whole thing up by just running from their camp without a second thought. Rory and Amy made a new friend in the forest last night, you see ...

Rory had already been planning on returning to the castle at Faye's request, but he hadn't quite planned it to go this way. And with what he knows now, he's acutely aware he's opening himself up wide open to any potential vigilantes and possible imprisonment, but it doesn't matter. Other people are in danger and he might be the only one who knows.

As they reach one of the low stone walls in the gardens, he sees his journal lying on top of it as if he'd left it there himself. Ruddy castle--of course it would throw his journal at him now, when they've been running all night in dire need of it. He picks it up with a sigh of relief though]

Bloody figures.

( the gentleman owner of the dragon horse )

( Faye )

( Eleven )

[filtered away from the Meta and anyone who would seek to aid him]
[he doesn't name himself, but if you've heard Rory speak before, either as a human or an Apostle, you might recognize him. He sounds vaguely frantic, and highly disturbed]

Is there anyone here at the castle who goes by the name of ... Trey? Trezz? Or Duchess? Or--[the last name clicks suddenly in his mind]--Delta. Delta. Right then--Trezz, Duchess, and Delta. Does anyone know them? I--I need to talk to them right away, I think they could be in some serious trouble--

Also. Uh. ... Does the name 'Meta' ring a bell to anyone?

[ooc: this post is wiiiide open either through journals or out in the garden, and also a placeholder because fuuuu I need to sleep but I will be up and tagging first thing in the morning!]

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hide and seek

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Who: Ukitake and Question/Charlie.
What: Ukitake hunts down his friend.
When: Backdated to the week after the Berserk plot ended.
Warnings: Possibly some temper, nothing major.

( Come out wherever you are )

─ seventy-nine

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( filtered to paradisa itself )

Treat 004;

[pumpkinbutt]

[With training finished for the day guess who's back to having a perma-stalker? That's right Allen--you. Of course it doesn't help that he seems more space-y than usual, so when Wallen stops in the middle of the lobby for what feels like the 345678th time Halloween's sighing and looking back with her arms crossed]

What's with you today?? You're acting weirder than normal. And for you that's saying something. Did you get brain damage or something when you went out this morning?

[and even if she looks annoyed when she says that, she's reaching over to feel his forehead like he's 3 years old.]

You should have brought me with you, stupid Master.


[[ooc; open♥ come bother them and HELP MAKE FUN OF ALLEN]]

※ seventeen [dictated]

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[ooc; Last filter is open to anyone!]

Eighth Patient

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( Allen Walker )

I am doing some research and have a question for the residents: how many of you know that you lost a certain memory on arriving here? Also, who has been told that they have been in this castle once before? Thank you in advance for your help.

001

[dupable.livejournal.com]

[Curled up in what is literally the middle of the lobby is a small, sleeping boy.

Alternatively, if you're not the first person to stumble across the sleeping kid and wake him up, you might instead find a boy, but with far less sleeping on his part, and more just blinking and confused looking around while trying to figure out where he is now.]

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[ LOST ROOM FILTER ]
[ Fuuka was guiding others to the room and everyone else was either brainstorming or fiddling around with the items. Minato was turning over the key and staring at the door's lock on the inside and outside. WHAT DO? ]

[ So, dicking around, Minato tries to lock and open it from outside the room and that gets him .... somewhere... Hope you don't mind a missing Minty, SEES BROOOOOS... ]



[ 11th FLOOR | room 1120 ]

[ SUDDENLY, have a Minty poking his head out room 1120 holding a gold key. He is like 'wat.....' ]

How did that...?


[ OOC: SUP THUGS. MINTY JUST SEMI-FIGURED OUT WHAT HIS KEY CAN DOOOO ]

☆ 006.

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( Speedy/Roy Harper )

Memory ❀ 013

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[ Until it's safe again, she's not going near town anymore... at least not by herself. However, she can't mull around the castle forever... There's only so much she can do there. Mostly because the technology baffles her. Maybe someday she'll understand...

After picking out a couple books from the library, she headed outside, staying near the castle still and hoping to read under a shade of a tree. However, the books lay forgotten under a tree while Sakura's just a bit away making flower crowns instead, singing a little to herself, forgetting that the journal was open not that far off ]

Where is this warmth going?
When it’s tomorrow, it’ll vanish
If I synchronized the heartbeats of our chests
Would I be able to fall to the same depth as you?

I'm always, always by your side
No matter how far your heart strays

While we drift inside the darkness
Like innocent little birds, we huddled our wings together
You, who hide behind your smile when you’re lonely
Are a blade of unmelting ice
I bare my heart
And embrace you
Forever...

[ she hums the next parts softly to herself, linking flowers together as she does. Some finished ones are placed gently by her side. She's not entirely sure what she's going to do with them yet, but for now, she'll just do this happily, finding it soothing and relaxing and it rather helps in taking her mind off certain things.

If Sakura sees your character, she'll offer them a flower crown :3 come by if you want one! Tripping over her books or hearing her singing through the journal is a-o-good too. ]

[[ooc; the song is synchronicity in case anyone was wondering! And that is exactly how Sakura sounds like considering she sang it.]]

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[it's a quiet day in the clinic..............

and then there's a dictated groan into the (naturally) open journal

and Souji wakes up]

[ 37 ]

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[It's not like he's been hiding, but-- ...Okay, yeah. He's been hiding. And he's finally starting to feel bad about it. So, he's in the kitchen now, making a pizza and attempting to understand the world]

( Penny )

[he gets up to check on the pizza, again, to just have something to do with his nerves. Then, he remembers something and goes back to the journal]

( Willow )

[and there goes the beeping that marks that his pizza is done, and thus the journal is abandoned]

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( Tim )

[Look! Tharr be a Kon in yer kitchen, raiding your fridge and maybe yer cabinets in search of riches known as...yeah, okay he's pretty much grabbing anything that looks tasty. Don't be hatin'. Come bug? :>]


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[paradisamods]

[In a lost room...]

[Anyone who has traveled to the room could be there by now.

Explore, my dears.]


[ooc: Please do not have your character take anything unless they are confirmed to take it on the Claim Post. Anyone is welcome to explore, touch, poke around and ponder, though :)]

Dave: Collide with castle to establish superiority

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[thirteen year old boyvoice coming over the journals.] Jegus. [putting away his UNREAL AIR (1+2+2+1+1+2+1+1+2 = 13%10 = 3) now… which ejects his pile of SHURIKEN (2+2+1+2+1+2+1+2 = 13%10 = 3) directly at him] FU-!

[another thump as he dude dodges that shit. the shuriken make little thupping noises as they bury themselves into the floor] … The hell? I turned it on, little fucker… [a clicking, mechanical whir as he checks his sylladex's fetch modus…] Oh, you are kidding me. Frozen? That's great. Fan-fucking-tastic. Over the moon. So over the moon that I'm back under the world. Got a fucking orbit going on here. Chilling with Halley's comet every 75 years. Fucking tea parties all up in here.

[[ooc: in his room right now - open over the journal!]]

Dave: Start pestering John.

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Who: hardonic and his dupable
What: pesterchumming it up
When: NOW
Where: pesterchum log - dave's in his new room, john is... somewhere
Rating: mature for DAVE'S TRASHY MOUTH

( your mood has been set to RANCOROUS )

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[cloakand_danger]

[The journal is open when Yuan gets back to his room and sits down at his desk. There's a slight sound of moving fabric, and then]

...What? How did that- I swear I just got this thing mended.

[a quiet rustle of paper, followed by]

Ow!

[a drop of blood on the corner of the page, quickly wiped away]

...That can't be right.

Anyone else noticing...odd properties of the objects in the Insolitus room?

Fifty four.

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( lana )

What is the best way to rid oneself of a rather painful and resilient headache? [ there is another bark in the background, shadow honey you're not helping his poor angelic head ]

( ooc; because i haven't edited his wiki in a while, if you think you're on friend's level with cas? you probably are. anyone who is on good terms with him is most likely on dat friendo listo... shjgkfd )

Log 073: Clues

[ruin-mania.livejournal.com]

[written, as usual]

A brief update for those of you who've not investigated this hidden room: it's full of strange items, ranging from mens' clothing to pieces of what look to be the equivalent of twentieth-century Earth technology to a book written entirely in a language none of us here seems to recognize.

[She copies down a few lines she'd copied off the Bible.]

I don't suppose any of you would recognize this form of language?

Additionally, several items were marked with a logo:

[She copies the logo, which should look familiar to anyone who was at Jurassic Park. However, as she recognizes that many people were not--]

This logo belonged to John Hammond's company which brought dinosaurs to life in Jurassic Park.

Finally, there were several American coins dated "1961". Are there any residents from that time, or has anyone known a resident from that time?

Seventh Exorcism

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I know this might be a touchy subject, but, how many of you became demons during that barrage the other week? What sorts of things did you do? How much or little control did you have? You may filter any responses, and I give you my solemn vow as a man of God I won't share the information with anyone else. I'm just curious.

Fourteen failed shots

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[Muffled scuffing.]

Ow!

[Quiet, angry muttering; the mocking cries of Paradisan parrots not too far off.

Abruptly there's a loud, discordant twanggg. The sound hovers in the air for several seconds, and above it there rises the voice of a young man cursing in heartfelt tones.] -- stupid -- sonova -- low-down dirty -- piece a'JUNK!!

[A clatter of wood on rock. When his voice comes again, it's sullen.]

Prob'ly broken anyway. What good's a shootin' gallery with nothin' good that shoots?



[At the archery range, Roy is rediscovering his permaloss. Which means right now he's nursing a long gash across his thumb, where the bowstring got him. 8( There's an unstrung bow thrown against the flagstones, and a dozen arrows or so sort of pathetically flopped into the dirt between him and the nearest target.

Closer to him, really.

He's hunched over and avoiding anyone's eyes, his whole bearing full of shame and undirected malice. Approach at risk.]

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