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[eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com]

Who: Nora Diniro and Mark Hunter
What: "the talk"
When: Sometime after This
Where: Mark's room.
Rating: You kidding me? R. These kids have quiiiiiiite the mouths on them.


( Push me, Pull me. )

first haunting

[possessedteddy.livejournal.com]

<sub>[So, have you had enough of this... catastrophe, yet, paradisa?

Okay, that was a bad joke, but still.

So as part of Pamela's first day in the castle, she's misplaced her teddy bear, been turned into a cat, and now the ghost turned cat... thing is getting a feel for her surroundings, if you call 'trying to go through walls' getting a feel for her surroundings. She's perfectly tangible as a cat, though, so 'going through walls' has resulted in 'run into walls headfirst'.

And, you know, not get why.

She's also looking for her teddy bear, so have a cute purple kitten exploring here and there. Be careful, though, as Pamela is an infectious cat. Pet with caution.]</sub>

Lady Sylvanas Windrunner rolls 34 (1-100).

[oftheforsaken.livejournal.com]

[It had been nearly two weeks since she had removed herself from the castle and into the outskirts of the forests, the Banshee Queen seeking solitude in order to sort her issues concerning her past, her present, and now, thanks to a certain Death Knight, she was dwelling upon the future.

All of it was quite the substantial weight, and Sylvanas had quickly found herself grateful for her lack of sleep. Then again, had she required it, she presumed it would make for many sleepless nights. There was so much to consider.

She would be driven to pull herself out of her reverie, however, by a faint noise off in the distance. He ears would twitch and her posture would stiffen as it got closer. And closer...

There would be no seconds to spare. Sylvanas' bow was drawn and an arrow was nocked. It couldn't possibly be Koltira again. No. He was more subtle. Her champion? No. He was obedient. He stayed when told to stay.

Then... who..?]

XLIV

[shotapope]

[Alessandro was in the library, various books open around him, the journal open in front of him. The books all had stories about being spirited away to another world, it seemed that was something that was heavy in his mind right now.]

It's b-been over a year....

[There's the sound as if he's about to say something else, but then changes his mind. He really doesn't have anything he could say to convey how he was feeling right now, though his tone sounded like he was lost.]

(OOC: Completely open through journals or in person.)

Rebel 03

[drivesaniisan.livejournal.com]

[Jin has not been a very happy Major lately. As expected, being Jin and all, but the kissing from last month and now being turned into a -cat- was not exactly the Major's idea of fun. (Then again, what was?)

So he's padding about the castle in severe irritation, and it doesn't exactly help that he's small enough that he can't see room numbers. Finding his room was going to be a nuisance, especially with the cat-sized sword strapped around him. Of course, him having it was pointless since a cat can't wield it. Who does the castle think he is? Puss in Boots? Yukianesa was just a hinderance currently.

But once he's at the fourteenth floor, where he knew a certain Ragna was stationed, he'll find a way to hop up high enough to check the nameplate. Only to see the name has been replaced with someone else's. As result? Even angrier kitty. But at least no one can hear him yelling in anger this time. Only hissing.]

Rrrrow! Fffffffftt! Hiss!


[ooc: Feel free to encounter him at any floor, just if it's at floor fourteen, he'll be really -really- angry. And please take note that Jin is AN INFECTIOUS KITTY so touch him at your own risk! Or just bother him and stare without touching him. Whatever's dandy for you. :D]

thirty-two scratches

[endthem.livejournal.com]

( Zelman )

✘ fourteenth

[reshaper.livejournal.com]

[ curse all these kitty shenanigans but maybe unlike some, it's more than a little obvious who this very shiny kitten is with her white eyes and distinguishing markings. thankfully she isn't an infectious kitty and she also knows exactly where she wants to go. or maybe it's more of a general idea. please be in your room, bff!

so? right now this silver-looking kitty is scurrying down hallways and clumsily hopping up the stairs to get to this particular floor. occasionally she judges steps wrong and ends up skidding across the floor, bumping into a wall or a door. luckily for her, this latest skid has her rather ungracefully plowing into a door on the ninth floor. Julian's door.

but feel free to spot this curious looking feline before she arrives at her destination, she'll be pretty friendly ]

[ ooc; totally open! ]

Prelude ♫ 002

[rhapsodicblues.livejournal.com]

[...Oh god. What the hell is this. Someone wasn't feeling the greatest right now... and he had no idea what was causing it. He's currently curled under a sofa in the lobby, soft and discomforted little mewls could be heard from his little hiding place. You might even notice a little bit of yellow scarf poking out from under there.]

...nyyyaaaa...

[...So what is wrong with this cat? Well, he doesn't understand what the sensation means, because he's never felt it. But he's actually just hungry and in fact, his stomach is growling a little now. Robots usually didn't get this feeling. Cats, however, do. He has no idea what is going on. halp?]

sixty-two.

[fanassaults.livejournal.com]

[ Alright! With a giant robot currently demolished on the lawn, Yukiko is thinking that maybe - just maybe - it is time to polish up those fighting skills after about a year of neglect. So, she's out at the side of the castle, a few training dummies wished up, rugged up for the weather - wearing a lot of the clothesy presents she got, too! - with her fan snapped open, shifting into a battle stance.

Next time the castle strips her powers away and dumps them in danger, she'll be ready. Yukiko darts forward, delivering the dummy a sharp smack under the chin, twisting out of the way of an imaginary blow to slice along the side. Stuffing falls out, and Yukiko makes a noise of exertion as she brings the fan back, snapping it closed on the return, to deliver a hard smack to the side of the dummy's head. The thing bobbles backwards on its stand, Yukiko darting back out of striking distance, letting out a slow breath.

She'll be at this for a few hours, if anyone should want to happen by, with her journal set to the side to occasionally catch the grunts and gasps of exertion. Determination is pretty cool like that. ]

(ooc: COMPLETELY OPENNNN. Riku and/or Jr. can get in on this one for those things we had planned too! I might be tagging a little slower because work/my city is now Atlantis, but I shall be here.)

☀ 062

[apologeticangel.livejournal.com]

( Sora )

( The guy she spoke to (Peter Parker) )

( Uru )

( Professor, Yuan )

[there is a pause... it's a quiet day, and Colette being Colette has been feeling a little useless out here, what with giant forge scrap metal dogs attacking and what not. So after a moment of thought, she puts in another filter...]

[People Who Are Worried About Something]
Um... hello! My name is Colette Brunel.

I'm not really sure who can see this filter, but if you can, I'd like to talk to you. If that's not an imposition.
[/Filter]

. 02 . kitchen filter

[sparkplasma.livejournal.com]

[Well, next morning, after he's done freaking out about omg suddenly castle, it comes to Ivan's attention that he is in fact hungry. But... he is still not sure what to make of this food-wishing-up thing, so he's decided to go find the kitchen.

It takes him a while, but he makes it... and is very confuse, because this does not look like any kitchen he knows of ever. MODERN APPLIANCES, WAT THAT? So he'll just be poking around and seeing what kind of weird things you keep in here...]

(ooc: OPEN LIKE AN OPEN THING. ♥)

oo6 | written; and solitude my guide

[encourage]

If any of the cats out there right now want an easy meal or free set of hands to open doors, you're welcome to stop by 209. The door's open, and the dog knows better than to mess with anything feline.

( Filtered to those who know any form of Sign Language; )

( Filtered to those possibly interested in learning some form of Sign Language; )

( Filtered to Yo, Konoha; )

( Filtered to people who like eggplant or even just free personally made food; )

Cupid, how goes your revision list?

-55- Cat Scratch Fever

[luckyvalentine.livejournal.com]

[is it another strange little cat? Why yes it is! This little cat, however, is obviously the best one. So pretty and clever, with those big green eyes... Don't you just want to take care of her? Feed her, maybe?

Of course you do!

This is why she has stationed herself conveniently in the kitchen, right in the middle of the table, where she can stare at you with those adorable eyes until you finally can't help yourself and simply must find her something delicious to eat!

Come on. You know you can't resist...]

Mew~...


((ooc: Faye is contaaaaaagious! But, she's looking for food, not pettings. So, you can touch her if you really want, but she's not crawling into anyone's lap or anything. She has her dignity! ...lolz))

49 -- Calling all cats!

[so-catless.livejournal.com]

[the deluge of adorable cats is like a sign from heaven, and Sakaki has spent all morning preparing! Whether these cats are new residents, current residents on losses, or just some random castle-induced cat plague, it doesn't matter to her! She knows what simply must be done. The Animal Center has been spotlessly cleaned and restocked, a path to the castle door shoveled and salted... she is exhausted, but it will all be so well worth it!

Making sure that the heater in the Yard is at a nice toasty springtime temperature, and that the kitty door is unlocked, she finally flops down at the Center desk and pulls out her journal...]

[her voice is quiet, but she's not worried. Cats have excellent hearing, you know.]

( filtered to all cats! )

The Animal Center is closed to cats-only today.


((ooc: all cats welcome, loss or non-loss! Information on the Animal Center and its awesome specially-built-for-animals Yard is -Here-. Sakaki will be tagging everyone, but please also threadjack catjack around. Show them how to party, felines! Also, if your cat is contagious and you want to help me not get Sakaki infected, feel free to have your cat experience that weird 'aaagh don't let her pet you' vibe that she gives off to cats))

18

[cheerupemoborg.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[Now there were cats everywhere. Hank isn't a people person, much less an animal person, so once again he finds himself on the roof. Unfortunately, this doesn't necessarily mean he's escaped them.]



(ooc: Hank's on the roof, being a grumpy gus, in a vain attempt to escape the cat loss. He should now better by now.)

(no subject)

[dupable.livejournal.com]

[So John the cat had this genius idea! Obviously it's very hard to communicate with anyone who isn't a cat right now, so he came up with the best solution! Get out a big piece of paper, and some paint, and just paint out the words you want to say to people!

Unfortunately, John couldn't find any large sheets of paper lying around, and the ghosts don't seem to acknowledge a series of meows as a request, so he had to improvise and just use the paint. Which is why there is now a black cat covered in blotches of blue paint in the middle of a lobby. The floor around him looks like some was murdered on the spot, if that someone happened to have royal blue blood, and there are a series of cat paw prints and skid marks in the paint that look like they were trying to mimic the basic shape of a structured sentence, but no actual words are discernable.

Needless to say, this did not quite go according to plan. Apparently writing on the floor with your paws is not as easy as finger painting on a piece of paper propped up against an easel.]

((OOC. If you come across him, John is an infectious kitty, so unless you want to be a cat touching him is not recommend. Besides, why would you want to? He's all covered in paint! Ew!))

-4-

[coocoo4craycray.livejournal.com]

[so guess who finally came out of hiding, finally]

What's with all the stupid cats? They keep getting in the way [can he kill them now please?]

[he pauses for a beat]

I'm bored.

(no subject)

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

( Sylvanas )

[Allen is wandering around the castle, looking around for any sign of life that is not...cats. He's being cautious to make sure he doesn't step on any. But cats? So not his favorite thing in the world]

Did something happen here yesterday? What's with all the cats and where is everyone...?

Also, has anyone seen Timcanpy? I hope he hasn't been eaten.

[OOC: Open! just please be avoiding making him a cat unless it can't be avoided. And Timcanpy will be with Merlin the kitty :D ]

☽ 018

[lunarlocks.livejournal.com]

[okay it's one thing to see a bunch of cats, and it's another to see a bunch of cats with very very oddly colored fur.]

Are the cats running around regular cats? I mean...what's with the color of some of their fur? Unless someone's going around dying stray cats' fur, I don't think that's natural. [yes she's thinking about you pamela]

≫ 025

[bogusmagic.livejournal.com]

[In the afternoon, Yuki is in the lobby reading!

... And she isn't alone.

The place looks pretty empty, but every so often a palm-sized black... thing.... will be trotting out from underneath a chair or couch. It almost looks like a mouse or rodent, but upon further examination....

It's Koilos!

At least, it's a very, very tiny Koilos, who is making its way around the lobby and vacuuming up crumbs and dustbunnies like no one's business. And at this size it isn't intimidating at all - it's almost cute. Or if you're a cat, a very appealing toy to stalk.]

((Meet Choilos! Yuki salvaged the Koilos nanomachines that were left outside (the ones on the scrap metal people didn't take), as well as a bit of metal, and managed to fix the nanos enough to allow them to function on a very basic level. Think going from Asakura to Achakura.This is mod approved like crazy because Jenn came up with the idea :D; This post is very open, especially for cats, and backdated to the afternoon~ ALSO cats who get too close to Yuki will feel very relaxed.))

Classics nerd time. [Dictated]

[halfgoddess.livejournal.com]

I know some of you guys do the "storytime" or "creepy riddle" thing on occasion, and I'm not gonna cramp your style, but I've been rereading my favourite books and I figured I should share this passage. Not because it's a time waster, but just because it sounds like it's legitimately related to Paradisa and that's kind of cool.

It's a poem called The Four Ages by Ovid. He was a Roman poet on Earth, born in the middle of the 1st century B.C.E.. It comes from his book Metamorphoses.

First to be born was the Golden Age. Of it's own free will,
without laws of enforcement, it did what was right and trust prevailed.
Punishment held no terrors; no threatening edicts were published
in tablets of bronze; secure with none to defend them, the crowd
never pleaded or cowered in fear in front of their stern-faced judges
No pine tree had yet been felled from its home on the mountains and come down
into the flowing waves for journeys to lands afar;
mortals were careful and never forsook the shores of their homeland.
No cities were yet ringed with deep, precipitous earthworks;
long straight trumpets and curbed bronze horns never summoned to battle;
swords were not carried nor helmets worn; no need for armies,
but nations were free to practice the gentle arts of peace.

Yadda yadda...

Spring was the only season. Flowers which had never been planted
were kissed into life by the warming breath of the gentle zephyrs.

And...

When Saturn was cast into murky Tartarus, Jupiter seized
the throne of the universe. Now there followed the age of silver,
meaner than gold but higher in value than tawny bronze.
Gentle spring was no longer allowed to continue unbroken;
the king of the gods divided the year into four new season:
summer, changeable autumn, winter and only a short spring.
The sky for the first time burned and glowed with a dry white heat,
and the blasts of wild winds froze the rain into hanging icicles.

Etc., etc. But you see where I'm going with this, right?

A third age followed the Silver Age, the bronze generation,
crueler by nature, more ready to take up menacing weapons,
but still not vile to the core. The final age was of iron;
the floodgates opened and all the forces of evil invaded
a breed of inferior mettle. Loyalty, truth and conscience
went into exile, their throne usurped by guile and deception,
treacherous plots, brute force, and a criminal lust for possession.
Sailors spread their sails to the winds they had tempted so rarely
before.

So you get the picture.

But then it goes into men mining their ways into the "bowels of the earth" and basically everything goes to hell until "Justice the Maiden was the last of the heavenly throng to abandon the blood-drenched earth."

History is cool, guys.


And if that's too boring for you, I also have this totally embarrassing story about this one god. [:)]

έξι

[chaosphiliac.livejournal.com]

[ there's that croon over the journal. ]

Ailuros would be happy. But my pets have been a little hungry anyways.

[ and to add to the catastrophe, there is a large sphinx statue sitting in the lobby.

it's pretty... unmoving and why, it seems like a normal statue.

clearly that means you should go check it out.

open like an open thing. ]

First Cleave | Audio

[nomorepork.livejournal.com]

_{[There is nothing but silence for the first few long moments and then a surprised-sounding grunt. It seems that an orc took a turn somewhere and ended up in the castle! More specifically in the lounge. For a long moment Saurfang stares at his surroundings, then down at the book lying open in front of him. He mutters, mostly to himself, as he has no idea that this thing transmits. His voice is deep, gravelly - aged.]}

...this is not Warsong Hold. What is this? Who has summoned me here?

_{[He scoops the book up - is it some sort of spellbook? Ah, no. It seems blank for the moment. He claps it shut and starts to look around. It certainly doesn't look like a prison....]}