Five

[demonlordling.livejournal.com]

[Well, hello! While his elders cause ruckuses in town, This little Methuselah has been quietly slipping into homes, having his fill, and creeping out. After all, Ciel is far more about playing games and toying with his prey than simply pouncing them down.]

I must admit, with all the methods people here might glean information, they still aren't very bright to let a stranger, even a strange child into their homes.

More for me.

[OOC: Open! Feel free to catch him climbing out a window in town, none too gracefully. Last shot before the event ends, though I'll backtag forever on this one!]

(no subject)

[biwinning]

Who: Sollux Captor and Equius Zahhak
What: Fighting in the hallway
When: RIGHT NOW (4 AM)
Where: 4th floor hallway
Rating: PG-13 for violence, swearing?

( Read more... )

at eleventh orb

[justgonnaramble.livejournal.com]

[So this morning Paige Matthews awoke in her own bed, all lifelike...and...covered in clay. Ew. First order of business? The longest shower known to man.

Paige doesn't need coffee this morning. She has been stuck inside clay for a couple of weeks now, watching the world go by, and she is extremely antsy and happy to be free. She can't sit still now. She is not normally one to be kept still as it is, so....the whole ordeal was just very hard to handle. Despite being well taken care of by a very nice man.

She's hungry, and thirty, and antsy, and...she wants to let loose more than ever. But there are things to be taken care of first. Neal has been keeping her up to date on things, and she happens to know that there is one very important new castle resident.

Before anything else? She opens her journal for her first filter in weeks...]

( Phoebe )

[A breath out.

And with that she finds some food and starts munching, while waiting to hear from her sister, and she goes on..]

( Neal )

So...I'm back to being me again. If you missed it, I was on a loss. Don't ask, I don't want to talk about it. How's everyone else? Did I miss anything? Aside from...you know, the babies and vampires and everything....

Everyone needs to check in, like...yesterday.

I've been cooped up way, way too long. I'm going dancing tonight, who's coming?


[and edited in much, much later..]

( Darien )

Hey uh...anyone hear from Darien recently?

029;

[nishimono.livejournal.com]

( Jaina Proudmoore )

thirteenth.

[siebter.livejournal.com]

[ Dictated into the journal: ]

How do we know that everyone that's still back home is really okay? I've been here for a while, and some of my friends are still there, and I wouldn't want anything bad to happen to them.

And the ghosts are nice, but I miss Sebastian too...I wonder what he's doing, since he's never been alone before.

What happens if I go back and something really bad happened? Is there any way to know what's happening?

( for the person giving piano lessons (oops, never got a name) )

[ Today, he's outside, sitting next to the pond. Feel free to respond over the journal or see him there. Just don't push him in. ]

One Ticket to the Dark Carnival [handwritten]

[honksofsteel.livejournal.com]

HONK

honk

HONK

honk

HONK

▲ 01 ▼ [Voice/Action]

[tripolardisordr.livejournal.com]

[While walking through the halls of the castle today, you may come across a little girl sitting against the wall, tucked somewhere out of the way. She can't be more than seven or eight, and you might miss her at first, she's so small. But she's wearing a very fancy Chinese-style dress and a flowered crown fit for royalty that stands out a bit.

Oh, and she's crying. Loudly.

Knees pulled up to her chest, head buried in her arms, sobbing like it is going out of style. The journal has fallen open at her feet, and the sound of her weeping is recorded for the rest of the castle to hear. Aww, poor thing. Shouldn't you check to make sure she's okay? Surely nothing could go wrong.]

2 - Fury of the Night - Action

[nocturnalrage.livejournal.com]

[Okay, so this dragon has firmly established the fact that he is not getting out of the castle, much to his dismay. So what does this mean?

IT'S TIME TO EXPLORE!

The kitchen, the library, the clinic, even personal rooms-- no room is safe from Toothless, not even the ones higher up. After all, this dragon has a lot of stamina, and a lot of curiosity about this place. Feel free to find a dragon wandering the halls, or busting into a room you're in, your own or otherwise.

Doors that are open, even slightly ajar, will be nosed at until Toothless can get in. Doors that are closed may have their handles nibbled, twisted and pushed, and he just may end up coming in anyway. Locked doors are mostly ignored, though the inhabitants may hear sniffing and crooning outside, and get a knock-knock on their door in the form of nose bumps and paw thumpings. He might be a little more determined about making his way in if your scent differs largely from a human's, as well.

Oh yes, one more thing. This will be happening the entire weekend, and you're just as likely to get a visit in the middle of the night as you are in the middle of the day, granted that your door isn't locked. Have fun getting woken up by a dragon who blends perfectly into the darkness of your room and is peering at you with two large, yellow eyes.]



((Open Thurs-Sun. If you want, specify the day; otherwise, it'll be assumed it's the actual day you post.))

vier;

[whitecovered]

[You know what's awesome? Seeing all this new technology that had been lost long ago, at least, in your world. Like washing machines. These make getting bloodstains out of clothes so much easier. You know what's not awesome?

Getting stuck in one of them.

Fortunately (or unfortunately), the journal is open, on top of it. So it can record his flailing. Well, as much as a book can, at least.]

Th-This infernal contraption!-

...Yaaaaaaahhhhh!

[And that's all the journal catches as he's cut off as the washing machine starts, with nothing but the occasional yelps, water sloshing in the background, and the racket he's making by trying to get out.

People who happen to be in the laundry room at the time will find and hear someone (or something) angrily shouting in a washing machine.]

070

[ultimaverum.livejournal.com]

[So he woke up tucked someplace cold and quiet in town, and he’s been slowly wandering back to the Castle for… awhile now. He doesn’t know. Time has kind of lost meaning to him at this point. All he knows is… he needs to get back to his room. He needs to sleep on a proper bed and eat proper food (…or maybe not, just the idea of eating right now makes him feel… nauseous and awful) and figure how he’s going to explain this to the kid…]

[But as he finally gets to his room and opens the door, the only thing to greet him are the two dogs, quietly padding over to see what’s what. The room is quiet. To his credit, he does do a little bit of searching despite the gut knowing of it, but eventually… Well, there’s not really any way he can deny it, and people need to know. This is… murmured, quite softly: ]

Chiyo’s gone home.

[Then there’s the sound of the bolt of his door sliding home and the journal is shut. He’s just… not gonna talk to anyone for awhile… Yeah that sounds like a really good plan]

first dragon || written/dictated

[hiccuphaddock.livejournal.com]

[There is a messy scribble, a smudge of graphite, before a young, slightly exasperated voice speaks.]

This is - okay, seriously, this is not funny.

[A pause, a flip of pages.]

Alright. I'm looking for a Viking girl, or a Viking chief - or any Vikings, really, they're hard to miss. Probably burly and - well, the girl isn't, but the - well, this girl isn't, but most of them are kind of -

[A breath.]

Let me start again. My name is Hiccup, and if anyone has seen any Vikings from Berk or a dragon - he goes by Toothless - around, please, uh. Just send them my way.

I'd appreciate it.

[...awkward.]

Thanks.

[And feel free to run into him.. anywhere, as he'll be wandering around for the next few hours at least in an attempt to get his bearings.]

Open your eyes...

[heart0fsword.livejournal.com]

Who: Himura Kenshin & Himura Tomoe
What: ex-holy knight freaking out after his first temporary loss
When: immediately after Kenshin wakes up from the humans vs. vampires plot
Where: :|b Tomoe's hallway.
Rating: PG?

( Why was that dream not fading…? )

ƒ003. predators vs. slayers

[msattentionspan]

[There's a short sound, much like someone clearing their throat.]

So, 'bout the vamps?

Told ya' so.

[She'd go on a whole riot about how if she'd just been allowed to do her JOB that none of this shit would be going down, but she's heard a few things about the castle jacking these people around - but still. The fact is that vampires killed people and she helped put them down.

Instead, you just get her smug flit of laughter before she starts to pour herself a shot of Jack. She might also have a bag of ice on her knee... and elbow... possibly her jaw...]

Oh! Shit - [She pauses, setting her glass down] hold up. What's the deal with the non-stake variety of vamps? I did not sign up for needing to actually read up on something I've been dealing with just fine with back home.

006 quarters in the arcade

[arcade-god.livejournal.com]

[Somehow, Flynn's managed to avoid any health-threatening run-ins with either CLU or his pets. But he's not exactly looking to avoid them, either -- his chat with Alan has got the wheels turning, and while his time lately has been dominated by immersion into the endless well of memories contained on his future self's identity disc, he hasn't forgotten about Tron.

Leaving the disc behind, he ventures out of the tower, his journal open in front of him as he walks. And because he'd rather avoid voice confusion right out of the gate, he's got a pen in hand.]

( Filtered away from CLU, Rinzler, and Abraxas )

((Written to start, action if you'd prefer to run into him, and open to all. Backtag friendly is preferred as usual.))

Drinking Night -- Dictated --> Action!

[teds-up.livejournal.com]

[Filter: Crowley, Dream, Gibson, Rookie, Barney]

See you guys up on the ninth floor.

[With that short message, Ted tucks the journal away into his pocket and takes the tie he got from the Insolitus expedition in a simple box. Really no need to wrap it up or anything. Once he's got everything (...which is the tie, pretty much. What else would he need, besides the clothes already on him?), he leaves his room and heads to the elevator.

It wasn't going to be quite like home, but maybe it would be a little closer to it, at least.]


(( Feel free to add your tag as you join! Everyone keep to one thread, please. ♥ ))

.18

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

[Hesam is getting his drink on at the Lux. He's been trying not to speak to anyone since the children went away but he's also been sick of staring at the same four walls. So now he's out and able to be approached by anyone or anything. He's using the open journal as a coaster for his drink, so apologies for the condensation marks]

#013 - Backdated to Thursday morning

[flambage.livejournal.com]

[PEOPLE OF PARADISA! Are you ready for some SCREAMING?

Because there is some. There is a lot actually. Someone is screaming up on the seventh floor, and it is a wail of true and unadulterated suffering. You guys on other floors aren't spared, he's got his journal open. It's mostly unintelligible, but there's plenty of "NO!" and "WHY!" and "IT'S NOT FAIIIIIRRRRR!" mixed in there.

The source of this misery is... not someone getting vamp'd. No one died, no one went home, no. Sanji is now on a loss. What is this loss? Do you really want to know?]

( Cut for horrible picture )

((ooc: sdkhfkjsdhfkjsfhksjdf Sanji's worst nightmare is here: the dreaded okama loss. Open for journal or in person.))

☙ｌ ｅ ｖ ｅ ｌ ＴＨＲＥＥ [filter/dictated]

[crymoore.livejournal.com]

( Filter: Deathwing )

( Filter: Arthas )

[ ☙DICTATED❧ ]

By the Light, with the dawn of a new day comes the victory of those who have prevailed. May this place grant us a moment's reprieve that lasts longer than a couple of weeks. It has been interesting to say the least. My introduction is due about now, is it not? After a child and being on the battlefront, I think I am long overdue.

[ Then silence. Even though she has had all of this time to conjure the proper words, they just don't feel as though they are the right ones. ]

You may call me Jaina Proudmoore. [ That's all she can muster.

Her situation is peculiar, gathering that much is child's play. A bold move like this may be her getting into the trouble she sought against, but it feels so improper not to. Plus, there may be others like Riful who want to speak to her.. any knowledge she can gain is beneficial, no matter the trouble she may be getting herself into. ]

12th Reset

[reset-week.livejournal.com]

( Galadriel )

first reset (dictated)

[timeresets.livejournal.com]

<sub>[There's the sound of pages being flipped through, and some nervous shuffling, before a timid voice speaks up.]

Is this a witch's barrier...?</sub> U-Um, excuse me! If... if you speak into this, it records your words, right...? In that case, um...

_{[Wow this is hard. Who'd have thought a magical journal could be so difficult?]}

I-I have a few questions! I don't... I don't know if anyone can help me, but, well... Um, first off! This place is called... Paradisa, right? Where... exactly are we? I-I mean-! This doesn't look like anywhere familiar to me. Is it possible that...

... N-Nevermind, actually. _{There's no reaction from the Soul Gem...} My other question is... um... has anyone seen my friends? Kaname Madoka and Tomoe Mami- please, if anyone knows someone by those names, c-can you tell me? It's really important, and-!

<sub>[...]

I want to know they're okay...</sub>

(no subject)

[darkevangel.livejournal.com]

[ That had been.... an interesting loss. She supposed that was the best way to explain it.

She hadn't participated in a slaughter of that magnitude in... at least a century. And it had never been against people who couldn't defend themselves. Not since the first time...

Still, she was a villain. These were feelings--guilt, anguish-- that she had come to terms with long before. Murder was never acceptable, no matter what the reason, so she had always been a murderer. She wasn't angry, worried, or saddened by her own inclusion in the loss. It was the fact that others had been which worried her. Abel knew what it was like, but he had also softened over the years. And the others.... weren't monsters.

This was the world she didn't want others to have to see. Forcing others to make difficult decisions was one thing, to drag them into the mud, but this was akin to breaking a person, staining their hands so red that they would never come clean.

She decided to make a few filters. ]

( Abel )

( The other "Methuselah" )

( Esther )

( Everybody she fought (sans Abel, Deathwing) )

[ Aaaand finally.... Filtered away from everybody she previously filtered to. Deathwing can see it btw. ]

If anybody has any problems with what we did on that "vampire"... loss.... than bring it up with me.

I can assure you that I'm the one that did the most damage, and I'm the only one who remains both a vampire and a villain. If anybody deserves your scorn and ire, then it's me. Leave them out of it.

And if any of you want to try pulling off some sort of bloody revenge plot on them, I'll stop you myself.

( Deathwing )

(( A billion filters later, and I swear I'm not spamming any more. :x ))