3.14

[http://users.livejournal.com/_fredless/]

[There's not a lot pf preamble here]

I'm pretty certain that every single person here already knows that π is symbolizes the ratio of the circumference of a circle to its diameter and that it's most closely calculated numerically to 3.14. But did you know that it was first used in 1706, or that like a lot of discoveries someone else had to go and make it popular? It's like Jones' theories didn't have any merit until Euler started referencing them himself. Thirty years, that was thirty years of talking to just about only yourself.

[Said with all the understanding of someone that spent more than five years talking to herself. She understands, Jones. She really does]

...anyway, if anyone else wants to celebrate Pi day with me, there's pies. Pi pies. In lobby.

[Picture one of those booths that line common areas in colleges. With educational materials in the history of π. And because this is Fred? Snacks]

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[darkevangel.livejournal.com]

A lot of people just slept through that entire mess, didn't they? [ a derisive snort ] Whether or not the "castle" had anything to do with that boogeyman, it sure as hell had something to do with that. I wonder if it did that to keep them out of the way, or as an act of mercy?

Irritating either way, really.



[ Rin ]

[ and speaking of sleeping beauties... ]

Oi. Rin. I haven't heard from you in a while.

If you don't respond in five minutes, I'm going to track you down and kick your ass. You got that?




[ Room Filter ]

[ Eva was nice enough to give Rin a full half hour, actually. But once she decided that, eh, maybe it was time to do what she said, she didn't waste any (more) time.

In short order, she was at room 1107, also known as Rin's room, poised to knock on the door....


And then she decided "Screw that" and just kicked it in instead.

Wakey wakey. ]

#009

[flambage.livejournal.com]

[It's another of them Paradisa evenings, where the sun's just going down, the temperature is falling, and three stupid pirates are walking through the hallways toward a friend's room. Invited, or asking to come by first? Nah, that's not them, dog. It's not them at all.]

Alcohol isn't a meal. I don't care that it comes from grains. [Sighing at the greenhaired's way.]

I'll drink and eat what I want, cook. Just do your job. [Mosshead's walking a walk with little bro on his shoulders]

[Chopper knows to stay out of the line of fire when his bros decide it's bickering time so he just keeps chillin out in his special spot, pointing a hoovey hand when he knows they're close to a certain person's door] Almost there!

[Sanji just rolls his eyes Zoro's way and walks up to knock on Tam's door. And freezes. NO NAME PLATE.]


[ooc: Gold = Sanji, Green = Zoro, Blue = Chopper. jksdkf this is probably audible over the journal.]

024;

[nishimono.livejournal.com]

( Icecrown Manor )

Nepeta: Endulge in artistic tendencies.

[rogueofheart]

[Nepeta has successfully found her respiteblock--sorry, her room--and since then has been making the best of it. It's definitely not her cave, but with a few touches it could be sort of like it.

There's really only one thing that's prominently missing. But she intends to fix that.

Fortunately, you really CAN wish for things! So Nepeta has wished for a new set of paints, a little relieved that this paint seems to be made differently than troll paints. She has taken to trying them out a little too eagerly, and splashes some colors onto her journal, which of course is unknowingly left open.]



[Her voice is picked up, as well.]

:33 < yesss
:33 < h33 h33

(no subject)

[optimystically.livejournal.com]

( Private )

( 14th )

[is it a bird? is it a plane? no... it's Maya... that doesn't sound extremely cheerful]

So... if anyone met him this time, Phoenix Wright went home.

[there's a pause, and then a plop as she puts down the journal. So it's harder to hear, but-]

Castle, I want three burgers! And a milkshake! And maybe some fries too.[haha, after a pause where she unwraps the first one, she'll just be quietly working her way through that tiny feast :') f-feel free to run into her eating her feelings up on the roof, she needs to be bothered!]

024

[saikyou-saiaku.livejournal.com]

[sometime after all this.]

[filtered to the staff of Fairyland Animal Center]

I have with me a resident on an animal [or...strange catdude mashup...] loss. Your expertise and assistance would be appreciated.

Is now a good time?

[ooc: Alan, I hope this will be okay!]

♈ Aradia: Survey.

[psych0p0mps]

dictated:

hello paradisa
or rather the inhabitants thereof
my name is aradia and i arrived here shortly before the appearance of the slender man
but now that he is dealt with id like to do some research into the nature of this place
the only problem is im not sure where to begin!
so if anyone wouldnt mind providing me with the titles of pertinent reference materials
that would be fantastic

also
im headed out to the Hole to conduct a less haphazard excavation and search for artifacts
if anyone would like to join me
there is of course a lot of ground to cover


[Sooo, all afternoon, Aradia's going to be making a mess of herself in the big hole, archaeology kit in hand. In her normal clothes of course, no sense in getting her godhood all muddy. Care to join in?]

029 ♕ [dictated/written]

[loisfuckinglane.livejournal.com]

( Clark )

I was wondering, for those of you who've been here awhile, if you know whether this whole two week turnaround time applies to townspeople or not.  Is there even a cemetery in town?

Way to get all morbid in the morning, Lois.

And probably not the smoothest opening to the rest of this, but I'm sure you'll all cope, somehow.

[Filtered away from evil villains  ]

 

You are cordially invited to the engagement party of 

 

Clark Kent &  Lois Lane  

on 

 

March 25th, 2011

 

in the dining room

 

 

 

(Also, we're looking for live music, so fess up if you play.)

 

( Private Scribbles )

01 | dictated/action

[soupbender.livejournal.com]

[Alright.

This.. really doesn't look like a hallway in the palace of the Fire Nation. What in the world?]

Aang? Sokka?

[The small, open journal in her hand doesn't immediately register. She's too busy with trying to find her way to the actual coronation, and she cups her hand around her mouth, shouting:] Iroh! Zuko! Where are you guys?

[And then she steps in the lobby, face paling slightly. No, she's not in the palace anymore, is she?]

Where am I?

at sixth orb

[justgonnaramble.livejournal.com]

( Kanaya, Chiyo, Luna, Tobias )

( Coraline )

[and today Paige is going to enjoy her day off and do something she hasn't done in a very, very long time. She has a shiny new sketchbook and she's sitting outside on the castle grounds people watching. When she sees an interesting subject she'll start sketching them in her book, watching them carefully for the right details to add. Sorry if she's staring at you, it is in the name of art. Her journal is also open beside her and eventually she'll speak up to it]

Someone offer me something exciting to do tonight. I've already checked out the bars, done the coffee thing, seen the sunshine room... I'm looking for fresh ideas. I know that everyone probably asks this and you're probably all sick of it, but...I'm me, and I'm awesome, and I want to ask anyway.

Deal with it.

[and she'll smirk and continue her sketching]


{ooc: Still sick and needing to catch up on tags so I may be slow, but I've been meaning to put this up since the plot ended. For people she borrowed things from for scrying, I'm figuring she returned everything right before or after the rescuing so that they'd have them when they got back. Especially since I failed in getting this up sooner.}

003 -- (Action & Dictated)

[just-a-cycle.livejournal.com]

[ It was a toss-up between drinking and reading, really. As far as Jet's concerned, they're both very worthwhile ways to spend a day in his local castle from hell. All a matter of whether he'd prefer productivity that isn't really productive or a good shot.

He takes the library today, where he'll wind up leafing through whatever books he comes across related to technology or the supernatural and probably wind up without much he considers worth the trouble. Figures. Such is the life, and he's fully available to be poked.

...oh, and he's been meaning to ask his not-a-crew-ex-crew. You three know who you are. ]

You idiots wind up getting killed or what? [ They never checked in on time even back in the day when they were actually obligated to, damn. ]

☮ four detention slips

[delincuente.livejournal.com]

[Alex had never been someone who appreciates nature or sunshine or anything, unless it's giving her a tan. But the castle was starting to get depressing, so this afternoon she's up on the roof with her easel and paints spread out around her. On the canvas is the makings of a painting that will look a bit like this when it's finished.

Mainly to herself: ]

I guess a place that gives you free oil paints at the snap of a finger can't be all bad.

[Pause.]

Nope, still hate it here.

4th Report: ~ Then and Now ~

[poisonousflame]

( Secret Report 02 (Private) )

[The following is written a little later:]

What did you do before you got here? Did you have a job? Any hobbies?

All the different types here have got me curious.

:021

[devilmarked.livejournal.com]

[ guess who dropped the creepy tentacle monster like a bad smell and came back at long last? Dante, that is who. so yeah, him and his duffel bag are heading up to the castle, looking no worse for wear funnily enough wearing something of pleased grin on his face.

oh Castle Wonderfuck, how he has missed you...

like you miss a hole in the head.

he pulls out the journal, flicks through it briefly before opening his fat mouth to speak. ]

So how are we doing Castle Wonderfuck? Still whiny and repressed?

[ you know spending over a week fighting bears does wonders to ones temperament. ]

( ooc: open and all that, catch him as he heads towards Deathmatch? )

042

[givingchase.livejournal.com]

HEY GUYS, THIS IS IMPORTANT! [HAPPY SORA VOICE OVER THE JOURNALS. HOPE YOU WEREN'T ASLEEP!] Everyone should read this!

Ahem. [a pause, and then he slaps a picture down in the journal.]

( ooc cut for picture!! )

The Treehouse is open for business! [...] Well, uh, actually, it's not really a treehouse - it's in Ira Tower on the floor above the Okami, and it's not a business either 'cause I don't think I'm gonna make anybody pay for it, but anyway, it's open! There are games and like three Xboxes in there, plus tons of movies and books! And, uh, I don't think you can see them in the picture, but there are four more rooms connected off to the side, just in case people want a place to themselves for a while. The rooms are called Subaru, Kamui, Justin, and Lily, and I guess people can like... sign up for them if they want to reserve them for a while or something? Kind of like at the library. Yeah, I dunno how that's gonna work. Just ask me if you want to do that. Otherwise, just use them if no one's in them.

Anyway! The Treehouse is open for everyone to go to hang out, and when I say everyone, I mean everyone except Vanitas. Haha, trust me, he's a party pooper. If you're new and you don't really know anybody here, come up and see if anyone's around! I'm gonna try be there pretty much all the time between my job and training, and hopefully, there'll be people there when I'm not! I mean, if we're all gonna be stuck here, we'd might as well make some friends, right?

Uh... I guess there should be some rules? Man, I'm no good at those. Um... Be nice? And leave everything like you found it. I think that's it! I'm gonna be, uh, enforcing the rules, so if you can't take a hit from me, don't be a jerk and clean up after yourself.

Oh, and uh, I sort of made the place, but I don't really know how to decorate it! So if you can like paint or something, it would be really great if you could come down and put stuff on the walls! Just tell me when you're coming and I'll make sure people stay away until you're done.

( Jilly )

Okay, I think that's it! I'm not there right now, but I'm gonna be there in like an hour with food and stuff! [and... he... leaves it at that. hoping people will come and use it!]

[[ooc: MOD-APPROVED. Come on by and ~*mingle*~! There is literally everything under the sun to do in there, and there is always a terrible action movie on, and if no one's using it, the default game on the xboxes are always the halo knockoff. Sora will talk to errbody, and feel free to threadjack!]]

Thirty First Shot

[girly-laps.livejournal.com]

Dear Diary

Today, I went into town and stared at the animals in the window of that store. One was a fugly bastard so I named him Church. I'm gonna go see him again tomorrow. Then I went panty shopping because it's really hard to find sexy panties that fit over a fucking chastity belt. I mean, is it too much to ask for to get something lacy and hot that fits over a ton of metal?

I think later I'm gonna go throw shit at people from the roof.

SISTER.

(no subject)

[notafruitbat.livejournal.com]

Has anyone seen a tall man in a long coat and tie around? He looks sort of... [undead] ... sickly. It's been awhile since he's shown his face.

[013] Awakeytimes

[derpish.livejournal.com]

[After falling asleep helping cut down the saplings in the forest, Cain had slept like a log for a long time. But he had seen the others fall asleep before him, and so when he woke in his bed he knew what had happened.

Damn. DAMN!

Feeling helpless and useless, he scrambled off the mattress and almost faceplanted, knocking his journal open and frantically dictating.]

Abel? Nanako?

[Please let her be alright. Please don't let him have slept through disaster impotently. Marshalling himself, ashamed at his lack of self-discipline, he forced himself to outward calm.]

Is everyone all right? It's been a while since I spoke with many of you, due to various... incidents. I'd appreciate hearing from you all, if it's not too much trouble.

[ooc: Open as an open thing.]

second phase [ voice ]

[walkinthruwalls]

[ Backdated to the middle of the night

So if anyone's awake, or if Kitty wakes them up - she's apologetic - they'll heard the voice of the young mutant flood from their journals. She's still pretty freaked and though she knows people, she's feeling pretty alone. She hasn't felt like this since her power manifested itself before Professor Xavier came along ]

So... did anyone have trouble sleeping when they woke up?

[ Speaking into the journal is pretty weird but she's started figuring it out from people talking to her and other people that she's heard ]

Everything here's... weird. It was a little like this when I first came... went to Xavier's but... there definitely weren't any ghosts. I don't even know if anyone's awake.

25 times a winner

[no-bloody-lord.livejournal.com]

[Mat's been in town all day, but he's made his way back to the lobby after a rather successful day of gambling. He's in a pretty good mood, so he's softly singing an old drinking song under his breath as he heads for one of the couches, intending to count out his winnings before heading upstairs.]

My love is gone, carried away by the wind that shakes the willow~

[Meanwhile, a very scared Prickles the Hedgehog has been making its way invisibly around the castle. Now, settled on one of the couch cushions, it has just begun to calm its prickly little heart. As it calmed, its form began to appear, translucent against the couch. It is a matter of epic bad (or possibly good) luck that Prickles relaxes enough to become visible just as Mat is dropping down to sit on the cushion.]

and all the land is shaken hard by the GAH!

[there's a shout as Mat throws himself aside just in time, landing with a thud on the floor as the distraught hedgehog darts along the length of the couch. There's a bit of angry chittering and, just like that, the animal disappears once more, leaving the gambler to stare in shock]

What?! Blood and-

What in the Light was that?!

tenth rune :: frost

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

[Those patronizing Caritas this evening might find an elf sitting moodily at the bar, self-medicating with tumbler after tumbler of booze--largely scotch and rum. He's thinking about the course of his existence as it's so far gone in this place. The kiss with Vereesa. Her marriage proposal. The weird hair-petting thing with Alleria. And, of course, the kiss with Liadrin. All instances of contact that were directly influenced--forced--by the castle's whim. His already agitated expression darkens as he thinks over these events, and he grumbles, unaware of his open journal.]

Light damn this wretched place.

[A moment later, he realizes that the thing is open and speaks more directly into it.]

Some time ago, I was given a pupil to instruct. It seems that the boy in question was sent home. Thus, if any of you would like weapons training and are in need of a teacher, let me know. I have expertise in the majority of melee weapons, particularly the broadsword. My name is Koltira Deathweaver, for your reference.

[ooc: feel free to prod sir lineface X) ]

90.1 - broadcasting difficulties

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

[ten P.M, on the dot ... someone's journal flips itself open of its own volition]

Ohnononono. No. Don't you -- I swear to God don't you kill him off or I am throwing this book across the goddamn room --!

[lengthy pause]

[THUD!]

Arrrgh! [drags a hand through his hair and pushes his glasses up on his forehead] Shit, what time is it, anyw--- ohfuck.

[and then there's the sound of a sixteen-year-old tornado hitting Mark's room as he kicks off his sneakers - crash, bang! - rummages through his laundry until he finds his trusty bowling shirt, knocks over a pile of CDs in search of his well-loved Best of Leonard Cohen album, and finally slams it into the stereo.

he'll let it play while he gets his Hard Harry feet under him ... all of Everybody Knows, and a good part of the track after that]

So, hi there. Socially inflammatory remarks! Wry commentary! Scathing criticism! Scintillating innuendo! [claps his hands] LIST of NEW PEOPLE.

You know what I wanna talk about today? Schedules. And how stupid they are.

Actually? No. What I think I really wanna do is play the first random fuckin' CD I set my hand on, and you can all tell me I should be playin' somethin' else, because that's all we ever really do here, right?

C'mon. Opinions. I want 'em. On anything. EVERYTHING. I don't care if it's Slenderman, the castle, the new Treehouse thing that this Sora kid just put up, or the fact that you've got a loss that makes lemon sherbert taste like gym socks.

Hit me with it.

[and with that, you all get Panic at the Disco's A Fever You Can't Sweat Out. Enjoy.]


((OOC: Mun hates daylight savings time and thought she still had an hour to do this. WHOOPS. Links to relevant events to follow, here in the OOC comments.))

|004|

[stone-em.livejournal.com]

[Tony rubs his eyes, having just woken up, and made his way over to the journal]

Well, uh, that was strange. Apparently I slept for like two weeks. New personal record! In any case, this place is still extremely odd, but I guess I can deal. You know, if only some of my friends were here--Chris, Maxxie, Sid[…]-- it would be fuckin’ perfect.

So what’s happened around here lately? Crazy shit from what I’ve read in the journal.

 

( Alex Russo )

 

( Rapunzel )

 

( Sister )

[Tony leaves the journal open next to him and goes back to reading Atlass Shrugged. Nothing like a good political commentary to take your mind off of being trapped in a castle]

((ooc: apologies for multiple edits. my internet was being retarded.))