Second Spell Cast

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( Piper )

( Cole )

So... There isn't TV, and the closest thing to radio is that guy who does his thing on Monday nights... I have to say I'm a little surprised no one's started a newspaper, here, at least. I mean, yeah, there's this journal thing, but who wants to spend all their time reading the whole thing? I worked for a newspaper back home, the Bay Mirror. If there was one, here, I'd love the chance to continue my column.

Seriously, though, it wouldn't just be great for current events. Think job listings, personal ads, maybe some comic strips... am I the only one who's thought of this?

((ooc: Backdated to Monday afternoonish.))

Fourth ☄ Resonance

[erbtochter.livejournal.com]

[When her voice comes over the journal, Sieglinde's voice is decidedly too, too sly. Smug, you could say.

Why, you ask?

Because she is about to make someone eat their words. Or try to, at least. Considering who it is, she might have a hard time making them all fit.]

Hey Ka~rka~t~? You remember those 'transportalizers' you were saying I couldn't make?

[A laugh, and yep. So, so smuuuuuug.]

Yeah, about that~

[A click, and a slight hum starts up in the background.]

You might want to reconsider that challenge.



[Yes, she is really this full of herself. Whoops.]


(ooc: Granted, she didn't make them platforms- they're more like really high-tech looking, slightly pod-like phone booths, but whatever. Victory is so hers.)

come to kill the king upon his throne

[echivoc.livejournal.com]

Who: oftheforsaken and echivoc
What: Sylvanas amusing herself re: Cross's being a Methuselah
When: The same night after this
Where: Random street in City Royale
Rating: PG-13 to R for moderate violence, swearing

( we are not just art for michelangelo to carve )

Lente's Point Expedition - Departure

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Filtered to everyone who has expressed interest in the expedition and away from the First Gen's

[It's early morning, and all is relatively quiet until something unexpected breaks the calm over the journals. The merry ringing of a metal bell. A bright, chipper, probably unbearably loud noise to anyone who wished to sleep in. Didn't know you ordered a wake up call, huh? Felix made sure to ask the ghosts to open everyone's journal just for this. Aren't you glad.]

Good morning, everyone. I do hope you're all packed, because the expedition is set to begin shortly!

Please bring any personal supplies and meet down in the lobby. The sooner we leave the better.

-------------

[Felix will be waiting for the volunteers as they arrive. He's dressed pretty much how he always does, his only concessions to practicality being the tight navy blue riding pants (which match his jacket, of course) and the light cotton shirt he wears until his bright green vest, which is free of his cravat and any extraneous ruffles. For him, it's practically plain.

This man is your leader. Be afraid.]

((ooc: Wait for sections to go up before tagging, please. Let's do this! This post is for the departure ONLY. All posts from the arrival at the Dead Zone border onward will be in paradisabeyond , which will go up as soon as I've had a few hours sleep. Orz. If I forgot to tag you in, or tagged you in by accident, please feel free to message me. [People meeting at the border will be tagged in then]

Lobby
An Announcement
Departure

The Plot Schedule Post is here))

The Batfamily in "What Were You Thinking, Stephanie Brown?"

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( this is a seasons room filter )

☆ twenty.

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[ has a bouquet of flowers under his arm as he climbs up the stairs to Cessily's room, smiling happily once he reaches the door. ]

Huh?

[ her name plate's gone. he frowns, opening the door to see everything gone. the flowers drop down from under his arm. ]

Cess...? Where are you?

16th Seal Unlocked

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( Private )

[if anyone goes to the libaray today, they may see a curious sight. a pair of Dainn's shadow claws are flipping through books that have been set on the table while another one is browsing the shelves.

the Shadow Immortal's voice comes out of nowhere, as per usual when he's hiding away.]

I wonder if there's anything from my world here....Nightmare Of The Abyss and Doomsday Reincarnation were always interesting reads...


[ooc: open.]

3 - Fury of the Night - Action/Dictated

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[It's been a long first week for Toothless. He's been thrown into a place completely unfamiliar to him, filled to the brim with humans, and worse, he hasn't been able to get out due to his loss. He hasn't been able to eat his favorite comfort food, and the cramped spaces and eternal lights are playing havoc on his mind. Not to mention the day before, he had to deal with Equius' loss, which had been very confusing and stressful for the dragon.

No exploring and bugging people today. Today, he lay curled up in a spot of sunlight in the lobby. His half-lidded eyes stare listlessly at the empty room before him. His breathing was shallow, weak. Anyone who didn't know better might have thought he was ill, rather than simply depressed. Granted, the signs and side effects seemed much the same.

Offerings of food won't go over so well today. Being unable to fly and even run to some extent, Toothless had more than enough in his stomach already to last him a couple days.

And so the dragon gives out a sigh. The journal is open nearby to catch the strange sound, but Toothless won't be paying much mind to it.]

[432] backdated to before the expedition

[ino]

( Ragnarok )

( Alleria )

(no subject)

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

( private )

( Asuka )

0002

[aimhighwhynot.livejournal.com]

[Just outside the castle, Cyborg has set up as if she were some kind of street performer, although naturally she's missing gold body paint or some other kind of trained monkey gimmick. Instead, she's sitting on the stone, legs crossed, with a black 1964 Gibson SG in her lap. The sound of her tuning it can be heard over the journals.]

"If a composer could say what he had to say in words, he would not bother trying to say it in music."

[She strums some pleasant chords for a few minutes before suddenly changing key, interrupting the impromptu song with a hint of sadness and dread. Her monotone voice isn't particularly calming or friendly, either.]

Likewise, there comes a time when violence is necessary because language has failed us.

Wouldn't you agree?

[And with that creepy question, she breaks into a remarkably skillful instrumental rendition of a lighthearted song which may be familiar to those from Earth.]

Good luck to those going into the "Dead Zone," and I hope you keep my advice in mind.

♈ Aradia: Get a few things wrapped up before you go. (backdated to Sunday sdafkl)

[psych0p0mps]

[You thoughtfully switch off your customary trolltext before starting this entry.]

Alright, I've finally compiled the findings of the Insolitus Expedition. Sorry it took so long, I've been a little... distracted. Anyway, here we are. I should note that if anyone wants to add anything to this report, please let me know and I will include your annotations!

Also I forgot to give out EXP for the last boss battle, but I can't remember exactly how it went down, so we'll make this simple. Everybody who participated, bump yourself up a level for being excellent. If anybody's still interested, we can do another campaign sometime.

Anyway, the report!

( A brief summary of last month's expedition and the events that transpired there. )

( Maps )

[And a little while later, she busts out the ol' Crosbytop.]

( Kanaya, via Trollian )

69 Swords in the Stone

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( Ino; )

[A little while after visiting with Ino, he'll be in the kitchen, having opened all the cupboards that contain food, and is staring at various labels. His backpack is set up on the counter and it's already got some cans in it. Of random vegetables. He's grasped the concept of non pershible food items for the trip, but he's never really had to pack for on before. And anything he learned to cook doesn't fit under that category. So he's got no idea what is an impractical food. SAVE HIM AND YOURSELVES]

Frosted Flakes...I suppose that is meant to be sweet.


[[ooc: backdated to before the expedition leaves]]

02

[wolfuncaged.livejournal.com]

[Fenris might have thought he was heading out on an interesting expedition. He might of even had plans to ditch the group and find a way to live away from the magic of the castle. Unfortunately for him, his loss had other ideas.

So, it comes to pass that he's with the group, heading off towards the Dead Zone one minute, and is by himself in the lobby the next. He looks around in bewilderment for a moment, before he realises he’s the only one from the trip who’s been yanked back]

Vishante kathas!

[That thud sound would be him slamming his fist down on one of the nearest tables. Hope no one was using it]

How am I back in this vile castle again? I thought it was possible to leave the boundaries of its hold. Is that not the point of that whole trip, to be able to do so? Why drag me back?

It is like a prison of which there is no hope of escape.

[[ooc: Journal or open. Folk in the trip are free to notice he’s uh...vanished too, if they like]]

Dial M For Murder ran for 196 performances

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[Crowley is taking a pleasant stroll around town. He's almost certainly not checking up on Faye, and he definitely didn't ask after her to get to her favourite haunting spots. No, he's just strolling along, enjoying the spring weather. Should he happen upon the woman, well, that would just be by accident, wouldn't it?

As if to prove how aimless-not-looking-for-Faye his stroll is, he opens his journal, dictating into it]

Well, people, it's that time again. I'll be taking bets this time on how many people will be mauled by wild animals, and how many idiots will decide to bring aforementioned wild animals back with them as pets.

Come on, you know they're stupid enough to do this. After all, they're stupid enough to wander off in the first place.

nine. ➛ sweet morning light [backdated to yesterday]

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[Patrol always ends in the very early hours of the morning. Usually this is the time where Jason catches some sleep, but not always. This morning is one of those 'not always' days. Sleepless nights are something Jason has grown accustomed to. That was probably a bad thing, but his nightmares make sleeping a whole lot less appealing and that's what you have powers naps for.

So, after coming back from patrol and changing into more comfortable clothing, Jason is wandering around the castle during the ungodly hours. Any other early birds or sleepless folks might come across him.

Once it's a more reasonable hour, he takes out his journal and makes the following filter:]

( Yuki )

(ooc: Open!)

8th Bite [Dictacted]

[my-bff-trevor.livejournal.com]

Sorry I haven't been around lately. I've been dealing with some....issues.

[She sounds tired and perhaps even a bit emotional for those who know her well enough]

Losing little Lexi was bad enough, but I've had some other things piled ontop of me and it just seems like I'm taking one blow after another.

[She sighs]

I'm just going to hide out in my room for a bit. I might head to a bar later, if anyone actually wants my company.

015 - And live the rest of our lives [Written]/[Action]

[lone-defender.livejournal.com]

[When she woke on Monday morning in her room instead of the TARDIS, she'd just stared up at the ceiling for a few moments, disbelieving. After a month of worrying he might disappear, he came back just to vanish right after? She'd almost laughed, when she dragged herself out of bed and found his room empty and unmarked.

She didn't go frantically searching this time. The last time was fresh enough in her mind not to bother. She wouldn't give the castle the pleasure of it. She just went back to her room and waited. A part of her expected to see the Doctor show up again by the end of the day. An equal part didn't know what she'd do if he did.

Of course, he didn't this time. Not the first day, and not the second, and it was probably best, because she'd just be at square one again. He'd be surprised and pleased as if she hadn't seen him two days before, he'd offer to show her those memories the castle took from her and she'd lie to protect him--better this time. He'd offer a room in the TARDIS like it hadn't happened before, and whether they got on and everything was wonderful or she disappointed and worried him she could reasonably expect he'd vanish again on time, forever without the decency to give her a proper goodbye.

Yes, it's probably best the Doctor didn't suddenly show up again. She could live a life without him--she could find her way out of this castle back to the Doctor that wouldn't leave her--she made a specialty of that in her life. What she couldn't handle was waking up in her room when she'd fallen asleep in the TARDIS, and having the Doctor offer her glimpses of memory when she was the one who ought to be offering those glimpses.

Before she left her room on Wednesday morning, she left a note in the journal, almost absent-minded.] If you haven't heard, the Tenth Doctor's gone home.

[She didn't really care to relive the explanations of last time, but she did carry the journal with her when she went down for tea in the kitchen. The castle kitchen, down those endless stairs, not the TARDIS kitchen.

If the castle wanted to punish her, or if it just wanted to see her suffer, it would have to try much harder than a cheap repetitious trick. She still had all those memories it didn't want her to have...and she'd live as if nothing had happened at all if it killed her.]

[OOC: Rose can be found in the kitchen indeed pretending (not all that well) that she's perfectly fine with the Doctor vanishing.]