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[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

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[Friends and Acquaintances...minus Robin :> ]

Um...hello!

I just wanted to say that there's someone here that arrived here yesterday...who seems to look a great deal like me...but it's not me.

So if you come across someone who looks like me...but has longer hair and a different accent...it's not me on a loss or anything like that, okay?

He's perfectly nice, really! I just...I'd imagine getting mistaken for another person all the time would get aggravating, so I just thought I should say that to spare him further confusion.

...That's all!

[OOC: and this filter applies to anyone whose spoken to him and are on good terms :> ]

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[priestish.livejournal.com]

( claire b., faith )

( elektra )

( anonymous, written filter for: vayne, york & delta, tony stark )

( hallway filter )

[there's a pause... before he realizes the journal must've slipped from his hands as it's laying open at his feet. he picks it up, slowly... the crinkling of the pages audible before he awkwardly clears his throat. it doesn't seem to clear the lump, there -- or maybe the slight hoarseness is just from something more characteristic, like a little bit too much enthusiasm yelling at Caterina and puppy!Peter running around his living room.]

For... anyone that knew them...

The Duke of Tigris, Suleyman... and Seth Nightlord have gone home. [...]

I'm sorry.

... Maybe...

[...whatever he was going to say - he seems to think better of it, and closes the journal instead]

seek ː 002

[royalrack.livejournal.com]

[ Having essentially settled in to the best of her ability, Guinevere chose to spend the morning wandering around the courtyard. In less than two days, it has already become one of her favorite haunts due to the familiarity of it as well as the view. From her seat, it almost looks like -- at least to her -- she could reach out and touch the quaint little city that loomed in the distance.

Soon, she wanted to go there as well. Perhaps Halloween and Lancelot would accompany her later and she could dote on her, that would be fun. This morning she has traded in her long, flowing gown for something a bit simpler but no less elegant. She is even sans her hat today though she made sure to place it in a safe place in her room. It wouldn't do to misplace something as important as that. Her journal is open beside her but it's been all but forgotten as she's lost in thought.

They had finally been reunited, her and Mordred. She couldn't be happier. Everything was finally starting to come together. ]

[ooc; Open~ ]

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[predominancy.livejournal.com]

[[ooc: backdated to... yesterday, OTL]]

[Miss Penny]

I await your arrival at the front of the castle. Please feel free to arrive at your leisure.

[/Miss Penny]



[She'll be waiting outside, peering at a... parrot or something idk. She'll be here for most of the morning, so if your character was out there yesterday, she'll likely stare at you for a little bit. NO MATTER HOW NORMAL YOU LOOK... B)]

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[thisisyimhot.livejournal.com]

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( Rin )

the fifty-first;

[variare.livejournal.com]

( Private )

( Reno Browne )

( Albedo )

( Sylvanas )

( Akihiko & Kent )

[ EDITED IN LATER ]: ( Fifth Doctor )

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[payback.livejournal.com]

Who: Asano Rin (cutest_avenger)
What: Packing.
When: Before this post.
Where: In her room.
Rating: G

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[payback.livejournal.com]

( private; off the journals )

[eventually, she opens the journal and dictates.]

As many of you know, we've been working on an outpost project out at the border of the castle's power and also on one building in the dead zone for the past several months.

These buildings are just about finished! We're pretty much putting on the final touches now. They're livable, and I think they're beautiful, and I'd really like everyone who worked on them at some point or is interested in taking shifts out at the dead zone outpost to do castle observation, or anyone who's just interested in doing anything out there, spending time out there, to come and see them once they're done! I figure we could have a lot of fun with it... the dead zone outpost is right on the lake, after all. It's perfect for swimming. We could have a day out there, and do a nice big dinner for everyone. A cookout, they say, right?

This Monday, I think, if all of you are interested. Bring something to swim in, and something to share if you want to, and we'll feed everyone and play some games and have a good time... and start things off well. And, since I was hoping this would be neutral ground for castle residents, I was thinking we could mostly be in the dead zone, and that everyone would keep things friendly there. [a certain droll intonation near the end there. =|]

Additionally, if you expressed interest in taking shifts out there before when I first suggested the project, please speak up if you still would like to do something like that! I'll see if I can't start getting a schedule drawn up for people.

( Clark )

( outpost volunteers )

( people who care )

[and then, a pause of some minutes.]

...Oh, right.

Also, I bought a hot air balloon at the festival the townspeople had. Does anyone want to help me carry the money down? And the basket back up?

♛ 21 - Putting Words Into Action

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

[Earlier about a week or so ago he had called for others to perhaps offer classes so that they might teach the youth and those that wished to learn how to defend themselves, or merely to help others better their skills or keep sharp. And he felt that in that call he had included himself as one of the teachers, and he refused to not follow up on his word. His father had taught him better, and his memory was one thing he refused to tarnish.

So, if one looked in their journal today, there will be this announcement:]

For those who seek help in the training of themselves in the art of the sword -

I, Ashura, am willing to conduct a lesson once every other day unless otherwise noted at 9 am and at 4 pm. If you wish to learn, please come outside the castle, to the fields bordering the palace stables.

I also hope that those that previously expressed interest in teaching have begun to hold to that interest and host classes.

- Ashura

[His announcement made, Ashura close his journal and tucked it in a small bag he carried with him as he made his way to the stables, intent on a ride. Feel free to find him on his way or bother him?]

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[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

( private )

[after the initial clatter, it's a full minute or so before the rustling sounds of Billy picking it all back up again]

...I need a vacation.

[then, finding the journal in the mess, he sets it open and off to the side as he continues cleaning up]

( Barney )

[he trails off when something catches his eye as he finally picks up the torn and dirty sweatshirt from the demon attacks. Apparently he doesn't clean up as much as he swears he does. Tossing the sweatshirt in the direction of the trash, he picks up this shiny bit of something from the floor, and goes back to the journal]

( Willow )

❄ 5

[adaptivity.livejournal.com]

[There are recorded footsteps as Katara walks the halls with her journal open, working on some filters.]

( Aang, Sokka, Toph )

( Zuko )

( Misty )

The festival the other night was nice. I'm glad there was an event like that without much else go--

[She cuts off as she passes a certain empty door. After a moment she speaks again, a little hesitantly.]

If a door's empty, that means the person went home... right?

𝛀 seven

[wearethemeta.livejournal.com]

[Desperate times call for desperate measures.]

[The wilds lacking any sort of energy source, Meta is forced to slink back to the castle in his attempt to find a place to re-charge his armor and enhancements. He moves only in those few early hours, too late to call night, but too early to call morning.]

[He's trying not to use his enhancements to conserve his energy, but if he senses someone coming, he won't hesitate to throw up Invisibility to ensure stealth.]

[If you are on his LIST, you are being stalked, your rooms are being watched. He's in no condition to make a move, but he's keeping track of you all the same.]

[Rooms/people of special note; since he knows Tres and Rory can see past his invisibility, he is taking extra precaution with them, and only stalking from afar. He is also spending a lot of time on the 11th floor, taking a particular interest in Room 1103]

[In addition to all that. he is squishing any small animals; mice, ants, etc, just in case it's Wash.]

[[ooc; Feel free to have your characters react to paranoia or weirdness! Meta's not going to be overtly attacking anyone right now, and mostly trying to stay hidden, but he is around.]]

Buns and Meatbuns

[chokesonbuns.livejournal.com]

[Tao is in the lobby, a half-eaten meatbun stuffed in her mouth, only uneaten due to her daydreaming. She has been longing for her boobie lady, the one with the jigglies who would feed her and was teaching her how to be a vigilante. She used to grope her practically every time she saw her and her paws have been out of practice. She's been here over a week and she hasn't groped anyone's boobs! Not to mention she still hasn't memorized where her room was. She hasn't seen the spider lady in a while either, so she is a lonely Tao. She could use some love and attention because most cats do.

And some boobs to squeeze. She'll squeeze you if you're flat too, if you're a girl (She's desperate!) just because she can. If you're a guy, don't worry she's not going to molest you. But she could use someone to play with right now.]



[ooc: a.k.a open. Offer yourself for gropings! Especially if you have boobs!]

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[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

The other day at the festival, I knocked over a bunch of those bottles and they gave me this big stuffed bear. It's nice, I guess...I've never had a bear before, so I don't have anything to compare it to. I didn't expect them to give me anything, though. I just thought that I won—that was the point of playing.

So...what am I supposed to do with it?

♛ oo1.

[mommying.livejournal.com]

[tap, tap, tap

tap, tap, tap

on the other side of the journal, beyond the pen tapping, something stirs, takes a slow breath in – sounding notably resigned - and raises his voice to face the music.]

I am to understand that I am currently residing within one Cair Paradisa, a magical castle in some sort of detached place, after I was abducted by it of it's own whims. [his tone of voice says he'd rather not be buying any of it, but that he'll be polite about it anyway in the vain hope this isn’t another of the Host Club’s exasperating ideas of a joke] As plausible as this isn't, the situation seems unlikely to resolve itself immediately, and as such this acts as as good a time as any to make an introduction.

My name is Ootori Kyouya, and provided your name is not Suoh Tamaki, I look forward to getting along well with you in the future.

[the shadow king? has had very little sleep after an evening of researching aztec ritual, and your journal business pulled him from it. good luck, paradisa. you might need it.]

;003

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[Somewhere in the kitchen, Tifa is sitting on a stool, leaning her chin on one of her hands and idly spinning a small glass with her index finger. It wobbles slightly, clinking on the counter top in a rhythmic way.

Eventually, she begins to pour another drink for herself. A bar hostess can't go too long with mixing something up.]