017 Points

[tomatoandbasil.livejournal.com]

( Kanaya )

( Peace Patrol )

( Kitty )

( Anyone currently studying under Alleyne )

[As always, Alleyne can be find out in the nearby forest, readying for another day of training and teaching. On her arm is a bandage from where Nepeta bit her the other day, but she otherwise looks strong and stoic. She opens her journal and sets it on a nearby branch, speaking into it while stretching.]

Those of you seeking instruction in melee combat or a sparring match, I'll be in the forest all morning. Drop in anytime. It matters not who you are.

[ooc: Forward dated a couple hours to sunrise. Open as all open can ever open. Drop in for any reason, even to just heckle her or observe or chat. Awww yiss let's be doing this~]

Host Club, Kasanoda Version

[kickthecanplz.livejournal.com]

The Host Club Is Open! But under new management for today, for it is Ritsu Kasanoda’s time to shine. The theme for this round is...

Bad Boy Bar!

The room now resembles a large bar, with light fog instead of smoke, and quiet jaunty old music playing on big radios. As the lights come on, the walls have wanted posters, and each member of the host club has a different bounty on their head. Non-alcoholic drinks are being served, and there are all kinds of criminals waiting around at different tables, because girls love bad boys, right?

Kasanoda is slightly more lenient than Tamaki, and so has let the boys decide they can dress/act out of the following choices.

Yakuza, the Japanese Mafia. Those who selected this also have the option of having fake tattoos applied over their body, and a fake sword to wield.

Goodfella., the mafia… mafia. They get fake cigars that emit fog, along with small fake pistols. The worst accent you can come up with, the better.

Train Robber, the bad guys of the cowboy films. Again, fake pistols, and also can get a small pouch of gold or coins.

Pirate, the terror of the seas. Members can get very creative with this one, as not only are there fake swords and pistols, but also peg legs, eye patches, and (real) parrots.

Prisoner, he’s doing time for all the crime. Comes with ball and chain and optional handcuffs.

As for Kasanoda himself, he clearly remembers the Brain Theater crap, and feels he should pay for that stupid stuff he’s done. So he’s the lowest of the low… now only is the mere bartender, wearing dog ears, a dog tail, and a dog collar, and the tag on it reads ‘In The Dog House’. So dignified.]


((OOC: Open! Tag away to your heart's content. Please wait until I have all of the sections up! Banner made by the awesome goddess that is Ena. This is my first time doing something so huge, so if I did something wrong, please let me know! ))

020;

[nurturing.livejournal.com]

( Methuselah, Vriska, Adachi, anyone who encountered her during her loss )

( Malygos )

( Cross Marian, Altair, Asano Rin, Abel Knightroad )

[Filtered from Neltharion/Deathwing--and addressed to the entire castle]

Denizens and visitors to this world...it is with necessity that I speak to you now. For I both hope...and dread that many of you have heard word of an ancient evil which has permeated Paradisa's existence. I speak of The Destroyer. Deathwing.

He was once a proud and noble guardian of my home world of Azeroth. But he became corrupt as the voices and whispers of evil fell into his mind and twisted once-noble desires. He is now their instrument, seeking to end all that would exist.

His threat to this world is great and cannot be ignored. But for the eternal sleep he was meant to have it seems the castle has revived him; stripped him of all darkness that destroyed and sought to undo his mind. His corruption and disease have fallen away to leave him as he once was--the Earth Warder, guardian and protector. I do not dare to pray this change is permanent nor...true. Not yet.

I do not yet know what will unfold with his presence in this world. But I implore you all to take care and caution. Though he is Neltharion now...there is no predicting when madness will again seep into his mind and poison the land.

( Alexstrasza's Nest )

[ ooc; everyone who received a letter can contact Mama via her tree if they have questions♥ Since she....really doesn't want this on the journals ;; But everyone else, in response to everything else, is free to speak with her over the journal! She'll be answering today♥ ]

13th Reset

[reset-week.livejournal.com]

[a few pen taps before Kaito starts writing.]

Say your most powerful form of combat was magic based, but you wanted to go somewhere where magic doesn't work. What kind of weapon would you use to defend yourself if it came to a fight?

Feel free to assume that you're new to fighting or not in this scenario.

(no subject)

[optimystically.livejournal.com]

( Zuko )

[today being an exceedingly average day, Maya has decided to wander around town and try to find something that she's never found before. You know, it's all about the little things in Para!life. So when she sees a new and unfamiliar cake shop she'll pause and look at the display in the window]

People of Paradisa, I am going to issue you an official Ace Challenge! You guys should go out into town and find a place that you've never been before. Like I just found this cake shop. It looks pretty cool, although I'm not really sure what the decoration is supposed to....

[/squints.... what is she looking at....]

Oh.... oh! Ooooooh! Why would anyone put that in a window where- [asld;ghkasd so much verbal key smashing here]

Okay, I take back what I said. Everyone needs to be careful and steer clear of [there's an embarrassed pause as she looks up at the name] Sweet and Nasty! They do not sell normal cakes! You can consider this as a public service announcement.

[ooc: open or over the journal!]

026. Hey Hey What Can I Do

[icarustattoo.livejournal.com]

( Peace Patrol. )

¿ 14 spooky demon things ?

[mr-stealthypnts.livejournal.com]

[Xander knows he's going to regret this, but it needs to be done.]

Soooo....I've been doing some thinking. About my loss. I keep experimenting to see what I can get away with and what works, and...okay, well...here's the thing. It's a thing of slightly embarrassing standards, and I don't doubt mocking will commence....

[a deep breath.]

So with my loss, everything I eat tastes like tuna fish. Nothing I drink does, and normal things like toothpaste and mouthwash don't, but....what I'm wondering is...

Does kissing taste like tuna? I will freely admit here in the out and open that I have not kissed a girl in...many a moon. Since before this.... thing happened. And....well, now I'm curious. Really curious.

I know this sounds like Creeper Extreme here, but....anyone wanna sign up for an experiment? I promise to be a gentleman and brush my teeth really good and use very limited tongue, if any. It'd just....you know, be nice to know the facts before random kissing happens and...possible surprise reactions meant not to hurt the kissee's feelings.

....oh God, what am I doing?

[that is muffled as his face is now in his hands. He is embarrassed. Have at him Paradisa.]

( Kaylee )

[021] A new man

[derpish.livejournal.com]

[Having come back from the expedition wholly unscathed and with some new answers, Cain now only had one thing important left to do. Which was... clearly why he was sitting in the library and procrastinating about doing it, nervous that Abel wouldn't want to see him. Deciding to get the easier and more frivolous things out of the way first, and then slowly work up to the harder ones, he opened the journal and began to dictate after sticking in a new map of Paradisa.]

Apparently the map we have been using before this is old, and Miss Lente generously drew a new one for us. These marked areas are the ones where the "outsiders" most often make their camps or frequent. She advised us to make peace with them as soon as possible, perhaps by taking them offerings to show our goodwill.

I think this is an excellent idea; we are all prisoners here in one way or another, and to fight among ourselves seems foolish. If anyone has any suggestions for what would be suitable as a peace gift, I'd love to hear it.

( Mr. Clock )

( Tony Tony Chopper )

( Nudge )

( Just (Angel) )

( Anyone on the Methuselah side of the Vampire Loss )

( Abel )

☠ 022

[molotov]

[Molotov had gotten more of the reaction she was looking for last time. It had been satisfying, of course, and she was pleased.

But she still had a whole bunch more C-4. Like... just a whole bunch.

So she did what any bored mercenary would do, and lined two more buildings with it, in the middle of the night. These buildings are in the center of town this time, just to be way more obnoxious. And this time, they're on a timer.

Molotov herself is on the roof of the castle, smoking, when the new blasts go off, and just arches her brow as she watches smoke billow up above the buildings.

Yes, this was a good way to use that stuff up.]


(( OOC: final post of Molotov's explosion bitchery. She is free for the catching this time, although beware that she is mean, armed to the teeth, and highly opposed to capture. And on the roof. So no one fall and die, please.

EDIT: if you are getting to her after Brock's Peace Patrol filter went up, she's either in his unfinished cabin, or she's out in the woods.))

(no subject)

[merriment.livejournal.com]

[ for anyone who wanders outside into the courtyard this afternoon, they may find themselves face to face with a rather adorable scene. there's one (1) pint-size princess standing beneath one of the larger trees with her hands on her hips as she stares up into the branches. there is a small cat chilling on one of the limbs, tail idly swaying behind him.

Menace, true to his name, has been nothing but a menace today. first he bolted from her room and now he was hiding in a tree, looking more than just a little pleased with himself. she huffs, pointing a finger at the sneaky feline. what's worse, he has her favorite ribbon in his mouth and he's gleefully gnawing on it. ]

Menace! It is rude to take things that are not yours! I cannot climb in this dress, so do climb down and return my ribbon to me.

[ she extends a hand, giving the cat a pointed look, as if she fully expects him to drop it -- which he does not ]

Oh! You are so rude!

[ooc; So very open. If I stop tagging, it's because I had to go to work. ;;]

eleventh phase [ action / dictated ]

[walkinthruwalls]

[ ooc; backdated to after everyone's back from the expedition. eveningish ]

[ Today, if you're on the grounds outside the castle, you'll find the young girl sat out near the pond, deeply in thought. She has her journal open, reading a few of the things that has happened whilst she's been away. She's in a mostly cheery mood but there's a few things bugging her ]

I've been here for a few months now and while sometimes it can be all right and the rest pretty much sucks, it's a little weird. Not just the being here but being in the future. Granted a few years isn't that far but it makes me think - what would I be doing? I haven't even really started thinking about what I'd like to do, not while I'm still at school.

[ She figures she'd probably be a full X-Man by then, or at least closer to it. A few years makes all the difference ]

Is there even a point wondering about that here? It's not like I'll remember when I go home and it's not like there's the same sort of things to do here. Who knows how long we'll even last, anyway?

[ And she sighs, before opening a filter ]

[ Mutants / Anyone with powers / Magic folk ]

This might sound weird, but I figure it's worth a shot. My name's Kitty Pryde and where I'm from I'm known as a mutant, which you might know better as metahuman. There are a few of us here and some that have gone home. I'm also one of the X-Men - or rather one in training. I know that your powers, even your magic works differently from what ours does but there's something I'd like to offer you. Back home mutants are trained in how to use and control their powers so that they don't accidentally harm anyone. We have a training area set up here. Though the circumstances aren't the same there are still threats here. We train individually but also as a team.

My point is, if you'd like to train with us, either to be part of this or to get help with your powers then let me know. Even if nothing happens it's better to be ready, and being able to use your powers fully even if you don't need to is a good thing.

[ And she leaves it there, leaving her journal open. She'll sit, think, wait and enjoy relaxing by the pond ]

[ ooc; also open like an open thing ]

[ thirty; ]

[isthenight.livejournal.com]

( lois )

[ oh, look. it's a bruce attempting to make pancakes on the bunsen burner in the batroom. the other bats should probably run and hide. and for everyone in the castle that's safe from his attempts to cook, he's got his journal open on the table next to him, hidden under another book, so all the cooking sounds are filtering through without him noticing.

he also may or may not be playing this in the background. yeah, he's a beatles fan. what of it? ]

route c (6/19) day one - MORNING

[tidalsurge.livejournal.com]

[ You're sleeping in a bed. What? No, you're sleeping in a rather comfortable bed. It's absolutely perfect. A fluffed pillow with no drool stink and tangled within a thin, but soft blanket. Slowly you're awakened by the soft sound of waves and dull sunlight hitting your face. Yep, it's time to wake up. ]

[ But wait a second... This is too good to be your own bed, not to mention--Waves? Good morning ROUTE C-goers! Unlike the other two crews, you all wake up on a luxury cruise ship! You all are the dopest pirates ever to hit the seas. Come on, get up! It's 6AM and you're already docked on your first island! Can't you tell? There's already a crowd drawing on the shores to admire your ship--And scratch heads on seeing your blank pirate flag. ]



(4 SECTIONS: ○ wake up, ○ explore ship, ○ hop to shore, ○ explore some more)

♛ 36

[emit.livejournal.com]

[It's Saturday evening, and one redhead figures it's a good time to get a work out in. It's not like she has much else to do right now, anyway, so she grabs her bag and makes the trip from floor ten to floor twelve, entering the gym when she reaches it.

Down to the floor the bag goes, journal spilling out, but staying closed (gasp!). Kallen heads over to the punching bag and begins to stretch. Clearly she can't be alone now, right?]

[OOC: Open on floor ten, eleven, twelve or in the gym.]

(no subject)

[matchmaker.livejournal.com]

Who: Harmony Kendall and Cupid.
What: Turn that frown upside down.
When: Earlier today at some point.
Where: Hamony's room mostly. :X
Rating: It's all innocent here, folks!

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ten arrows

[the-girl-aflame.livejournal.com]

[She sort of regrets not going on that expedition, but thought for sure something was going to go wrong if she had. Katniss will gently dictate into the journal]

I'm guessing everything went as planned this time?

♩ 030

[marionttepurple.livejournal.com]

( anyone who was involved with his rescue )

( Tamaki )