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( anyone who got him a gift )

( s.e.e.s. )

( claire )

( minato & tim )

[ aaaaand after much debate... ]

( cassie )

attempt number nine ♓ (written) (forward-dated to ~10 am)

[autophoenix.livejournal.com]

So, now that everyone's out of their literal sugar comas and had some time to recover, I feel like I should ask … did anyone else wake up to a gift from Santa Claus? And by Santa Claus, I mean the castle's weird version of Santa Claus?

Seriously, it was just in my room when I woke up. I'm not even gonna bother getting into the whole suddenly waking up back in my room from Candyland portion of the evening, but I figured I should ask around and make sure I wasn't the only one. I trust the Secret Santa thing a lot less when it's the castle doing the giving.

Oh, and one more thing before I forget. How do you know for sure if someone's really gone if you never knew their room number? There are a couple people that I … I guess I just wanted to check up on them is all.

( people who got claire presents )

( akihiko )

( ooc notes on who claire got gifts for! peter petrelli, akihiko sanada, lois lane, tim drake, stephanie brown, lana lang, nikola tesla, crowley, cassia sandsmark, allen walker and clark kent -- look under here! )

Pedwar Deg Pedwar: Christmas - Slade is on repeat

[kinky-stopwatch.livejournal.com]

(OOC: Backdated to 25th December)

[Ianto set a hot gingerbread latte at Paul's bedside and set beside it a christmas tree shaped biscuit. He smiled and disappeared to shower, reappearing washed and dressed and getting breakfast together. The castle should have sent his present to everyone or so he hoped

For Barney he had put together pictures taken of the various members of the Awesomeness Committee with space for more members and had it framed to be put into the Nines.

For Del, newly returned, he asked for a music box and designed it with the same type of butterflies that they had made for the leaflet stand in the tourist office all that time ago.

For Ed have an entire collection of british sweets, chocolates and crisps. Luckily he's staying in his room to avoid the aftermath

For Ashura have an exquisite roll of brocade material for your robes, rich blue shines from beneath the embroidery.

For Lorne a new set of decadent cocktail glasses, finished with a gold rim as a thank you for letting him sing every week.

Paul's presents can be found sat at the foot of the tree.]

( o17 )

[assombris.livejournal.com]

( anyone who sent kate kane gifts )

( momo )

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[raretype.livejournal.com]

[it sounds like a new person's just shown up! there's the usual gasp of surprise, them clambering out of bed, them wandering around in complete confusion... but something starts to seem kind of strange about this one.

they aren't saying anything, for starters. instead, there's the nervous flutter of wings. is there a bird in the room? or... is this person a bird? what's going on? either way, even without speaking, it sounds like they're really starting to get scared in there.

oh, there's that soft plushy sound that means they're sitting on the bed again... and they're sniffling a little. this can't be good! someone let the poor girl know what's going on?]

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[bizarremonicker.livejournal.com]

[dictated, with a sigh.]

All right, I admit it. I'm in a magical castle that doesn't bother with the standard logical rules of reality, and it's not all secretly a gratuitously lengthy dream. I'm probably not headed home any time in the immediate future, so I should take up... particle physics. Or knitting. Or something.

[he pauses... it's a very long pause.]

Funny, I think I was expecting more of a revelation from that. Fireworks, or something.

Still in one piece, at least. What do you people go for around here for New Years?

☆ seven.

[blasthigh.livejournal.com]

( to those who gave Shin gifts. )

[ now that the holidays are over, he decides that it's a good time to hold his band auditions. he wants to get a band going as soon as possible. it was his life drive for a long time. not being in one feels like he's missing a part of his personality.

so he's finishing up setting up posters. ]

'Band auditions to be held today through tomorrow!
Please come to the music room if interested.
Singers, guitarists and drummers wanted!

[ so now he's waiting in said music room, bass in his lap as he relaxes, waiting (hopefully) for someone to show up. he knows Jono will be here, but he wants others to come as well. ]

There's gotta be talent here.

Eighth Issue - A Gift

[ruined-jaw.livejournal.com]

( Filtered exclusively to Kara Zor-El )

[When he finishes, you can hear the sound of a recording device being turned off, and a CD being popped out of a tray. Jono then walks away from his journal, intending to drop the CD off in Kara's room while she wasn't there. Feel free to bump into the self-conscious Brit while he's on his stealth mission XD]

+76

[imnot_likeyou]

[So ... after his holiday extravaganza, Sam overdosed on Christmas cookies and egg nog, fell into ANOTHER sugar coma (this one not nearly as much fun) and woke up this morning, hating the holiday -- and the castle -- even more than he did when he first started.

Good times.

But now he's got the Christmas tree staring him in the face, and he really wants to take his frustration out on it, but Jo seemed really excited about it, so he won't. Instead, he'll just reach for the journal and try not to sound too hungover.]

( [Crowley] )

For anyone I happened to have traumatized with my singing on Saturday? I'm sorry.

I'm really really sorry.

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[fiery-fist.livejournal.com]

[There's a little kid wandering around the Castle. He's been calling for his Mom and Dad for the past hour or so and he looks like he's about to cry.


Some of you might reconize his clothing.]


I'm not asking a Demension Guide for directions anymore....


[sniff...]



[ooc:  Kid loss  is on. feel free to bump into him.]

A Very Orussian Christmas

[nocturnalsinger.livejournal.com]

Who Sanya and Eila
When December 24th nine PM, eastern standard time
Where A little house in Orussia
What Sanya has a Christmas dreams and tries to think Eila into the picture but actual Eila comes in instead of dream!Eila and Sanya says stuff she'd never say out loud to the real Eila. Basically this log is just silliness and lesbians and the kickoff to a temp loss whee I suck at summaries
Rating PG

( Now with added makeouts! )

( fourteen )

[regulare.livejournal.com]

[ the journal opens to that nice sound of someone sleeping the morning away, maybe rolling over once or twice, but nice sleeping silence. that is until someone, or something, interrupts it with a rather loud bark. ]

...nng, five more minutes. [ the noise doesn't seem to bother him and he rolls over. fetching him a slightly unhappy growl.

the dog trots around to the other side of his bed, placing his front paws on the side and barks again. loudly. ]

...Morrigan can get her own... [ well that failed, time for plan c! with an indignant snort the hound grabs the blankets with his jaw and jerks them off suddenly, the sudden cold air enough to jerk alistair from his sleep. ]

Maker's breath who-- [ happy bark. ] Ferrin? [ another bark. ]

What--no! No no! Off the bed-- [ his voice is drowned out by a series of happy barks and laughter as an ex templar and a mabari war hound reunite. the bromance is strong, as strong as alistair's bromance with the warden is. ]


(ooc; backdated to christmas morning. yes alistair's present the dog, a mabari war hound who travels with you during dragon age, he doesn't canonly have a name other than dog, but i called him ferrin during my playthrough, it is a nice name. oh and yes the entire party talks to this dog like he is an actual person. also tags will be slow/non existant until i return home, as i am still at my grandmothers. epic backtagging will be had!)

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[steelbound.livejournal.com]

( room filter )

(no subject)

[supes]

----- People who can work with card-key type technology -----

I've got a master key I need reproduced for the entire castle. Anyone have any idea how I'd get that done?




( Lois Lane (backdated to Christmas) )

[Victorian clothes, turtledoves, balls, toy castles, mice armies, clockwork mazes, candylands and a dream later, Clark is waking up to his normal room. After pulling on a t-shirt and jeans he picks up a small wrapped box up off his dresser and shoves it in his back pocket.

Honestly, he never thought he'd miss modern clothes so much.

Clark slips into the hall and heads up to Lois' room.]

(no subject)

[alucloset.livejournal.com]

Who: Alucard (alucloset) and Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing (integrability)
What: Christmas presents! and a chat.
When: Christmas day~
Where: Integra's room
Rating: A+! Or.... should be PG, PG-13.

( Baby, it's cold outside~ )

→five←

[sonsofzeus.livejournal.com]

[Okay so the first day, it was actually sort of funny. Second day, the charm had worn off. Third day, it was mostly just annoying. Fourth day? Well fourth day, the giant gilded mirror looming over him has officially become A Bad Thing. Time for ~problem solving~ DID style]

( [Eris] )

( [Folks who think they can help] )

[And then he heads to the library, looking for books on magic and gods, anything that looks like it might have a solution to make the damn thing go away]

035

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

Consider this a public service announcement for all you noobs who missed out on New Year's Eve last year. Last year, and apparently the year before that? All the drinks could get you drunk. Even I got wasted, and trust me, that's a pretty friggin' big feat.

So consider that fair warning. I don't really care if you use it to plan to hide in your room, or you plan to go on the world's biggest bender. Just don't bug me during it.

( Wash and Maine )

( York )

☼ 2

[becomeasaint.livejournal.com]

 [dictated]

To the ones who left me roses, candy, and that beautiful picture; I thank you with my entire being. We do not celebrate this holiday in the Empire so that anyone left me gifts is... [She sighs contently.] Thank you for your kindness. I am so grateful to you.

May I ask the rest of you something? Father Abel has given me the honor of helping protect those unable to fight who seek refuge in the Church in emergency situations. But, what about an every day job? We must have police here. I would like to join them if I can. It is the job I have been trained to do since I was very young. Although as time went on I was promoted to training new additions to our force. [She adds cheerfully.]

My name is Shahrazad Al-Rahman. Please feel free to contact me over this... device? I believe Herimone said it was magic... ah I'm getting off topic.  In any case I look forward to hearing from whoever is listening to this.

[added after talking to Herimone]

( Tony Stark )

•• three ••

[flambeaus.livejournal.com]

[ the journal picks up the sound of someone clearing their throat ]

Thanks for the gifts, guys, they were awesome. Pete, yours was especially thoughtful so I thought I'd so something special for you. What kind of friend would I be if I didn't help you out, right? I know you're a shy guy so I figured I'd get the ball rolling on this one early. New Years is coming up fast.

So, ladies, you've probably seen him around the castle. Peter Parker, sixteen, kind of a huge nerd, heart of gold, likes to help old ladies cross the street. Well, truth be told, he's getting kind of lonely here. And that's where you all come in. He can be a sensitive guy but if you need a shoulder to cry on, he's your man. Shopaholic, looking for a partner in crime? Just call Peter Parker. Aunt May always said he'd make a girl happy one day, he just hasn't found that lucky lady yet. Maybe it's you!

Any takers? You can thank me later, Pete.

[ ooc; Peter took a picture of Deadpool and Johnny kissing during the turtle dove shenanigans and he's still bent out of shape about it. So this is pretty much payback.]

Wave #38

[just-the-pilot.livejournal.com]

[Wash is sprawled across a chair somewhere, a plateful of Christmas cookies nearby that he's idly munching on as he makes a few notes in his journal under a private filter. After a while, he draws a line under his notes to separate it and makes another filter.]

( Filter: River Tam (+ SereniCrew) )

[And he draws a rather Christmas-tree shaped line around that filter and reaches for a cookie, looking distinctly Put Out when the plate's empty. And to a nearby ghost...]

Thought we had an agreement on a "never-ending cookie plate, at least until New Year's"? -- Ah, xie xie*.

[And the munching resumes.]

[*"xie xie" = thank you]

Tre - Buon Natale! [Backdated to Christmas morning]

[dubtalia.livejournal.com]

[Waking up on Christmas morning, he was surprised to find himself back in his own room. The dream was like a trip back in time. He couldn't exactly remember what the dream was about, but something in his heart made him feel warm. Italy was a child again in his dreams. He was living under someone else's control. But there was someone in his dream that he couldn't remember. He raised his head up high, trying to figure out who this person was. When he started looking down, a present was wrapped in green, white, and red stripes was on his lap. His heart was full of joy at such a sight. Santa was here!

Italy was very quick when he is feeling so overjoyed.Unwrapping the present was easy as pie. He slowly then lifted the box, trying to make himself more excited. His eyes came upon what appears to be a maid outfit. But this was not just an ordinary maid outfit. When Italy began to pick it up, it was about his own size. The outfit was just his right size to wear. This made the Italian confused. Was it really Santa who gave him this?

The man then remembered something in his dreams. He stared at the outfit once again, before smiling.

If one should happen to be around the lobby, entering the scene is "someone" in a green maid outfit. "She" looked around as if she was looking for a place to go. The maid turns her head every so often, unaware of who "she" might bump into. It wasn't long before "she" collided into someone. The poor "woman" covered her mouth, trying not to let out a scream before turning to the person. "She" was ready to apologize and possibly cry for what just happened.]

((OOC: Open to anyone who comes here!))

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[payback.livejournal.com]

( There's a very backdated dream post here under the cut. )

written ❀ two

[doublehats.livejournal.com]

How does someone get a P H D ? [The spelling on that is indeed intentional.] Is it hard? I can't find any books about it in the library yet.

And, if I wanted to help out at the clinic, do I need to talk to anyone?

( Perona )

( Zoro )

eighteen » action

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