Backdated to this afternoon

[paradisanator.livejournal.com]

( Dead Zone filter )

─ eighty-three

[wornbright.livejournal.com]

( hallway filter?! )

xiii

[alyingsmile.livejournal.com]

[If you happen to be somewhere around the staircase to the first and second floor, you might see a man clinging to the railing for dear life. He's feeling out each step with his foot, stepping down slowly, and repeating the process. The journal is tucked safely under one arm - until he misses a step. The book goes flying, a startled cry is recorded.]

AHHHHhhhhhh! [and the man flies down the last several steps. He lands face first in an ungraceful heap at the bottom, barely acknowledging the fall with much more than a whimper.]

Owch!

forty-one.

[fanassaults.livejournal.com]

[ Day 3 on the plane; supplies are manageable but running low, beer is completely gone - thanks, Cross and Dante - and one Yukiko Amagi is hurrying down the aisle towards the front of the plane, trying not to look too panicked.

Bing! ] U-um, attention, passengers! After a brief survey of the plane, we have discovered some slight damage to certain parts of the cargo...while we don't wish to cause any panic, we must inform you that, um...

Th-the plane is now infested with snakes. Non-venomous snakes - I think - but, um!

...if everyone would please get out of their seats and proceed in an orderly fashion towards the front of the plane, that would be greatly appreciated. Thank you.

[ ...bing. ]


(ooc: DAY 3 - MYSTERY EVENT TIME! S-sob, look at how seriously I am taking this loss. One moment for sections SECTIONS ARE UP! Backtag other posts, add in tags, etc.

Links: Loss post + info post.

ALSO: NPC the snakes however you like! Whether you get bitten or anything else is entirely up to you guys.)

7

[cheerupemoborg.livejournal.com]

( Private )

( Dr. Horrible )

[Scribbled across the page is what looks like a fancy nonsense doodle. Upon closer inspection, one might notice that they are in fact what appears to be blueprints of a tower, or complex machine.

It's not very well done, and is obviously just a quick sketch.]

Second sip

[mal-addict.livejournal.com]

[There's a recorded sigh over the journals, before a rough sketch appears on the page;]



[That done, Maladict clears her throat]

I understand everyone trapped here comes from different worlds, though it must be really powerful magic to do that sort of thing in the first place probably those bloody stupid wizards in that fancy university ballsing things up. Anyway, to that end I'm trying to find those people from my world. Does this mean anything to anyone here?

...I imagine you other people have Star Eagles or Star Whales or something to travel though space on as opposed to a Star Turtle. Though it must be harder for your elephants to stand on those types of Star Creatures. How you all don't slide off is beyond me.

#28

[advisortype.livejournal.com]

Man. You never know how much you should appreciate the stuff this castle gives you until it's taken away. Showers, beds, free food on demand... we really got it easy here. Six months of roughing it in a jungle with bugs everywhere, where you ain't top of the food chain, and you've only got piles of leaves to sleep on [because the WOMAN demanded the bed]? It sucks, guys. It sucks hard.

( Yukiko )

⇒ 035

[fastest.livejournal.com]

Chuang-tzu had a dream in which he was a yellow butterfly. As a butterfly, he flitted here and there, completely oblivious to actually being Chuang-tzu. And then he woke, to discover that he was a man.

But then he wondered: Now am I a man who just dreamt he was a butterfly; or a butterfly who is now dreaming that he is a man?

[ ooc; Joshua is back to 'normal' now, mmmyais. Also NOTIFS ARE TOTALLY FAILING, apparently that meme killed them. ;; ]

(no subject)

[batfail.livejournal.com]

[Steph is peeking her head into the music room, having not actually checked it out much since her arrival.]

Hello? Anybody home?

...

Guess not.

[Hey, that's a nice looking piano there. After a second of debate, she goes over and takes a seat, running her fingers down the keys once. Then twice.

Then, she starts up a pretty little tune that's not actually a song, it just sounds nice.

Guess who actually has some talent with a piano? ;) ]

[[ooc: Open or over the journal, whatever floats your boat.]]

02.

[windspiral.livejournal.com]

[So it's been long enough for Naruto to know the general layout of the castle (and is avoiding mysterious ball-pit-appearing rooms, thanks) but there's just one thing that keeps bothering him.]

You again...

[A SIGH]

[There's some shuffling heard as he reaches his door and stands in front of it. A faint ~meow~ can be heard in the background.]

I told you to stop bothering me! Why aren't you with your owner?

[Some softer meows and light purring as the cat begins to rub up all over his legs, not letting him move.]

O-Oi! Stop that! [some snorting...] It tickles!

[[ooc: feel free to action if you want? :3 this is the reappearance of Naruto's old cat Chouji-chan but he has no clue lmao. (And yes, I got mod permission!)]]

(no subject)

[compete.livejournal.com]

[ the journal is knocked open.. and the sound of other things fallin a fall ] Oh, shoot...!

No matter what I put on it.. Tsk! Augh, my hair's ruined! [ snipping of scissors ] When's Yukiko getting back?




[ YUUUUKIKOOOOO ]

Yoooo! If and whenever you get back we need to meet up asap! I need your help!

(no subject)

[variare.livejournal.com]

[ anyone who is...a few miles away from the castle may see something alarming. an iron suit just came out of nowhere holding a very pale couple of dudes...that would be jr. and yuan. and they just got dropped...from the sky...about thirty or forty feet up. someone's journal totally fell out and opened in the process to catch that yelling and a a very unpleasant thump of them landing.

yuan isn't saying anything but jr. has plenty to say ]

O-ow... Oh God I'm gonna be sick.

[ and kind of a small BOOM of that suit flying off again at top speed, leaving behind the cranky elf and the raging midget ]

Hey, asshole! What about our horses! You fucking... God damnit!


[ ooc; They're back early, thanks to the jerkiest escort ever. Totally open over the journal and in person. ]

33 ... smoke and mirrors

[brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com]

[[ooc: forward dated to FuckEarly in the morning]]

[It's 5 in the morning, Paradisa, and this girl is up before the sun, pulling on her running shoes and taking her customary morning jog around the castle grounds. Once that's done, she grabs a banana and a bottle of water from the kitchen and heads back up to her room, as if this is how she's always started her days at Paradisa. Once back in her room, she sits with her journal and reads and jots down notes while eating her breakfast.]

( Private )

[Dictated,]

Uh, hey, 7 here. To everyone who may have met me on my ... uh, Losses ... I'm back now. It's all over. [Or so she thinks ...]

[Filtered to Shortpack]

Lets go get some ice cream sometime, or something. [Because she totally feels she owes you for being such an Ass when she was a guy, but she doesn't want to admit it.]

[/Filter]

[[ooc: Last week of the Loss of Doom! Prepare to be confused!]]

(no subject)

[ultimaverum.livejournal.com]

Who: Ukitake and Charlie
What: An overdue tea break
When: September 2nd, evening
Where: Ukitake's room
Rating: Maybe PG?

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