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[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

[Today Tex can be found not in her and York's room, or out at the targets, or any of her other usual haunts. Instead, she's by the pond, giving it a thoughtful look. Or as close to a thoughtful look as she can manage with nothing but a faceplate. It's largely body language. Idly she dips one foot into the pond, her posture still thoughtful. After a moment, she glances around and sets her gun down on the grass, then picks up her journal.]

Anybody have any idea how deep the pond is? I'd jump in and try to measure it myself, but I kinda doubt that'd be good for the armor.

[It isn't as if she remembers how deep it was during her stint in it last summer. Most of that week revolved around eating anything people thought would do as shark chow. It wasn't the best state to be taking depth measurements in.]

you a heathen that rely on the beast

[neverdream.livejournal.com]

Who: Vicious & Spike.
What: Drinks between old friends. (Or a shoot-out. Whichever.)
When: Late after-hours, a few nights after this post.
Where: Lux.
Rating: R for violence and language.

( i'm a demon at the fire crucifyin' the priest )

( o32 )

[gevurah]

( hall/room filter )

58? That's an awful big number for a birdcage this size.

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

[Today, Jilly can be found in town. The headdress has thankfully been abandoned, as has the technicolor costume and the bad clown makeup.

Instead, she's in what appears to be a stylized battle dress, her wild curls tamed and pulled up out of her face.

She makes her way to the town center, striding purposefully to the fountain. And then, for all townspeople and residents to see and hear, she begins to sing]

( Cut for video and half-naked men )

♫ Broken people get recycled
and I hope that I will sometimes be thrown off the pathways
what I thought was my way home
wasn't the place I know
No, I'm not afraid of changing,
Certain, nothing's certain
what we own becomes our prison
my possessions will be gone
back to where they came from

blame
no one is to blame
as natural as the rain that falls
here comes the Flood again

flush away the weight that pulls you down
Light the ways that freed from the dust

[flush away the weight that pulls you down]
don't trust your eyes
its easy to believe them
know in your heart
that you can leave a prison

[Light the ways that free from the dusk]
don't trust your mind
its not always listening
turn on the lights
and feel the ancient rhythm

blame
no one is to blame
as natural as the rain that falls
here comes the Flood again ♫

[ooc: Final public post for Jilly's singer!loss. Mostly open for gawking and journal entries, but if men in the area suddenly found themselves with the need to show off their muscles...well... no one would really be complaining. Until after the song, anyway]

[[006]] [Dictated/Action]

[re-catalyst.livejournal.com]

Wow, where have the months gone? You keep thinking it was only a couple of weeks ago you showed up bleeding to death in the lobby-

.... [Right, that part wasn't supposed to be spoken. An awkward cough- moving on.]


I...probably should get out more.


[Which is why he's decided to take a walk outside of the castle grounds today. Feel free to catch him on his way if not already outside.]

000,000,001 beli Stolen

[catburglar-nami.livejournal.com]

[ Sound recording begins. ]

Hello? Is anyone listening? I want some answers. Why do I have this thing, and why am I at another castle like on Thriller Bark?

Hmm...I'm pretty sure this is like a Den-Den Mushi. I bet someone can hear me.

Ahh, anyways, I'm looking for my friends. One is a black haired man with a big straw hat. He's kind of scrawny looking, but he usually is doing something that makes him stick out, I'm certain you can't miss him.

Or maybe a green haired swordsman? [ under her breath... ] Though if it's HIM I find I'll still need directions...

Also a tall blond cook, that likes to smoke constantly.

[ With those out of the way, she has to think a moment before she describes the other "eccentric" members of the crew. She decides to jsut list them off quickly so no one gets suspicious. ]

What about...a giant robot with a speedo, or a talking skeleton, or a talking reindeer?

If you see any of these people, would you please tell them that Nami is looking for them.

[ And end the recording. Nami will be near the entrance of the castle walking around with her Clima-Tact out like a bo-staff, in a slightly jumpy mood since she's been in haunted castles before and it wasn't that great of a time for her. ]

011 ✘ [voice]

[slicesanddices.livejournal.com]

[Well, after Cess doesn't show up to training... and he finds Kitty's note about going on the expedition, Logan's just about had it. ]

Lost another one.  


[There's a pause, then he throws up a filter]

[X-Men]

Think that's about it for the 'team'.  Gettin' to the point where callin' it that's a joke.

[Yeah, congratulations.  You're disbanded, X-Men.  He washes his hands of you.

For now.  ]

¤ 23 - New Skills

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[multitasking is hard, so... he sounds a little distracted as he addresses the journal. ]

...So, these expeditions.

Does anyone ever actually come back from them with answers, or just more questions? Because it seems like--

[he is then interrupted by the sudden sound of a messy splash of water. ...Sorry, residents. Some of it gets on the journal, too]

Aagh! [--and then, there is what sounds suspiciously like a bucket being violently kicked across the room.

It's a mild temper tantrum, but-- hey, at least there is no fire]


((ooc: ..Zuko hates losses. Really. Like... a lot.))

011

[powerlusts.livejournal.com]

[Sasuke was just in the middle of training as usual, but maybe it was time to start inquiring about people to spar with. There were various people with abilities here, but maybe there would be someone there seems likely to be a challenge.

Well he'll figure that out somehow depending on who responses. He hastily writes the following message before he changes his mind]

Sparring. Anyone wanting to volunteer themselves?

01

[checkbelowdecks.livejournal.com]

[the lobby door slams open and a clothing-challenged woman strides in. She's got a longish shirt, extremely high boots, and no pants. Yup.

However, she stops abruptly, stares, and then turns around to head back outside.]

Sorry about that! Didn't mean to break in - for once.

[but the lawn outside only confuses her further. It's nowhere she's ever seen and not even the gardens of the stuck up nobles are quite this smooth. She heads back into the castle, slamming the door behind her.]

Could've sworn I was just in Lowtown...

[scrutinizes the lobby for any obvious traps, enemies, and. Screw it. Who cares. She's ended up in stranger places.]

Hey! Anybody know where the nearest bar is?

[[ooc: In person or over the journal! Journal's lying open somewhere in the lobby.]]

(no subject)

[ofthefaintsmile.livejournal.com]

[There's a lot she could say about quite a number of issues lately, but she'll focus on the easiest of them for now.

Which is a matter of the stomach.

She figures that since part of the castle is out on the expedition, there will be less people to bother her in the kitchen. She hates the kitchen. Nothing good happens there. :(

So, there's this lady with a big sword strapped to her back hogging the fridge, pulling out things, opening them, smelling them, and putting them aside. Hope you didn't want to get anything. Or put anything on the counter. She's kind of making a mess.]

[[ooc: As open as the... fridge? :D]]

(no subject)

[mouthiness.livejournal.com]

[Room filter]

[Tired Deadpool is.... Well, even more than tired. He hasn't slept in a while. Since the group loss started and oh man that was a while ago. All of his time has been spent on his new hobby! That new hobby being stalking his boyfriend because this is what Deadpool does. But it's time for a visit even if he's exhausted beyond all belief. All he wants is to sleep but there's no way that's happening when he knows Q is still acting like he is.

When he tries the doorknob instead of knocking he's surprised that the it's unlocked. No need for breaking locks or forcing his way in for once! Nice. He opens the door but has to stop in the doorway because what is this madness Q's room is filthy]

Jeeze Q! What did you do?!