The Eighth Day- backdated to yesterday, so it can be right after being drunk!

[stalkershiki.livejournal.com]

[Shiki feels like death. She feels like death, and wants to die. And then be Erased. Anything to make the pain in her everything go away.

She was fine for most of yesterday, too! She made it through the first half of the day without drinking anything... she just didn't end up ingesting any liquids! But then she got thirsty. So she drank a large glass of water. A few hours later, since she didn't realize it was EVERY LIQUID IN THE CASTLE, she had some tea. And then for dinner, she had ramen noodles. In broth.

Also? Shiki MIsaki is a Good Girl. She's never drunk alcohol before. So, uh... tolerance? What's that?

All in all, she wants to DIE.

She stirs in bed, having woken up a little earlier, but she doens't want to move. She's just gonna lie in bed, covers drawn over her head... but her journal is open. Just because it is. So if you're listening, you may hear some shifting as she tries to find a position that hurts less... and some quiet moaning from OW PAIN. You know. It's something that's there.]

((ooc: Open like something that's open! Go have fun with our hungover Miss Misaki.))

Memories of the way we ...

[its-worthdoing.livejournal.com]

[Willow is sitting on a bench outside. Her companion appears to be a small piece of brightly colored plastic, balanced precariously on the edge. She looks over at it]

Oh witch-y Pez.

[She holds out her hand then, lifting a thumb the way artists do in the movies. She shifts it to block her line of sight, then to clear it. To block and clear again]

Pez that is a witch.

[She drops her hand on a sigh]

You make for very loud company.

nineteen » action

[arakhnes.livejournal.com]

( hall filter )

BATGIRL and ROBIN in "Water Wars!"

[heirdom]

( Stephanie Brown )

⨳ 1

[guidance.livejournal.com]

[Standing in the middle of the lobby with a large sword drawn is a blonde woman who doesn't look pleased in the slightest. She's glancing around, guard up. After a moment of this, she speaks, captured words unnoticed for the moment.]

I can't sense them anymore. Is this some new trick? They wouldn't have had time to--

[Oh hay, sup journal? She sees you now.]

What's going on here?

[OOC: Open so hard.]

¤ 14 - The new year

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[a heavy sigh] ...There's nothing like a new year beginning, to remind you how long you've been stuck somewhere.

[not to mention those dreams, but he's not going there]

( Uncle, and Sora )

( Natsuki )

[ 44 ]

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

So... we all get a break for a little bit now, right? Since it doesn't-- [a little hiss of pain] ow. ...Uh, since it doesn't look like we're going to have to bomb the castle this year? Holidays are over for a while, at least until Valentine's Day, but... yeah.

[a distracted pause, rustling sounds as he continues working on ...something]

...Does anyone still remember that? The--ouch. The castle exploding thing, I mean.  Can't believe that was a whole year ago. It seemed like such-- ow! ow... [more rustling] I seemed like such a big deal at the time. Like, we were veterans or something for surviving it. It was like a historical event.

--ouch! Ugh... maybe this wasn't such a good idea...

( Jilly, Penny, Willow, Rin, Barney, Crowley )

II: When Calculations Fail...Start Over.

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

[Liadrin leans back in the saddle of her Charger, legs crossed casually with her journal open in her lap at the edge of the hillside that overlooks the city. Those residents who have paid close attention to the pages of their own journals these past few days are probably annoyed, as various ink spatterings, runes, symbols and sketches have been almost incessantly drawn over the pages of Liadrin's journal, and no doubt unknowingly transmitted to the other books as well.

Anyone familiar with magic ( holy magic in particular) from Azeroth should easily recognize these marks as calculations for spell work. The process is unconventional, but for the most part it seems to be based around the more common methods of channeling the Light directly.

The elf huffs, adding another scribble to the page, though this one is obviously just out of frustration. She finally speaks; her tone is even and controlled, but obviously a bit too much to be considered natural.]

I am well aware that these books are enchanted to transmit what is spoken through them. So I would like to ask for a favor from those of you who might know where I might be able to find a magical relic in this world-- or something akin to it. It is vital for what I am trying to accomplish and I would be willing to compensate for valuable information, or if you possess one, in exchange for the relic itself.

I do not care if I have to travel across this world in order to retrieve something like it, but I absolutely require something born of magic, with the ability to absorb it. I know magic is a part of this world, and I am determined to understand how it interacts with that of ours.

...and perhaps weave the two into one.
( [ooc: As usual, cut for ooc placesetting sketchery. :3 ] )

002 ☄ rebel dawn | voice

[hanfreakingsolo.livejournal.com]

[Guess who's finally recovered from hibernation sickness fully?]

So not only am I supposed to believe I'm stuck in some interdimensional wormhole thanks to magic, but I've gotta deal with the one person I know suffering from a chronic case of amnesia, too?

[Filtered away from Leia]

Somebody tell me it's reversible, before she drills a hole in my other shin.

[/Filter]

I'm Han, by the way.  I'm guessing from what Jess and the good Doc had to tell me that nobody around here's got any clue what planet we're on, let alone what star system.   And I'm guessin' no one around here's got access to a functioning ship?

( Filtered to those who helped him out of the carbonite )