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[fastest.livejournal.com]

Who: fastest and nishimono
What: A 'healing' session.
When: Friday night.
Where: Icecrown Manor
Rating: PG-13 for general Riful inappropriateness?

( Though silently resigned to this fate, it was disconcerting to think of how worried Abel probably was, and how angry everyone else would be. )

♐ fifty-sixth shot

[yeahihidmypants]

[Oliver is scratching his head. You can't tell that over the journal, but he's been doing it for a while. No, he doesn't have lice... just a puzzlement.]

Has anyone seen a dinosaur around? [Because, now that he thinks about it... Sansa didn't show up after the pirates thing.]

She's small-ish, likes plants... actually knows her name is Sansa. [Brains the size of walnuts, suuure.]




[Fred]

Don't worry, this is non-dinosaur related. I realized that we never got a chance to talk details about the project idea I had for you.

What with all the people showing up and leaving, and then pirate ships...

If you've got some time, I've got a project.

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All This Time

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

[It's well past late but Fred's found her way up to the roof again, something comforting about the sticky heat that lingers after dark. It can't help but remind her of home. She's reminded again of her telescope being broken. It is something she she see about replacing soon]

Does anyone ever wonder what all those stars are? If they're inhabited? Or maybe even home?

[Those rambling thoughts aside, she's got actual business to attend to]



( Jilly )

( Ray )

( Angel )

( Xavier )

( Wesley )

Twenty Ninth Sip

[mal-addict.livejournal.com]

( Peace_Patrol )

023;

[nurturing.livejournal.com]

[ When the Dragonqueen takes to the skies from her nest in the western mountains surrounding the castle it is alone. Not because she made move to leave her mate behind...but because he is now gone from her, beyond her touch & whisked back to their home world of Azeroth. Her heart aches, longs for him--but also floods with relief that he need no longer suffer the temperaments of the castle. He is no longer within it's thrall.

Even with this knowledge she still finds herself mourning his loss. With mind full and heart heavy she touches down outside the city, assuming her high-elven form and making her way into the town. The hustle and bustle of the busy city makes for a good distraction ):

Still, she knows she ought to do one thing for those who knew him; ]

[Filtered to those that knew Krasus/Korialstrasz]

It with...sorrow that I must inform you all now of the being known as Krasus' departure. Although he shall be missed know he is among his loved in Azeroth.


[ ooc; open post! Mama's just wandering around town right now in her ceremonial robes. She could use some cheering up, her hubby's gone ;-; FEEL FREE TO RUN INTO HER IN/OUTSIDE OF TOWN. ]

♈ Aradia: Ascend.

[psych0p0mps]

( Private )

( Filter: Altaïr )

( Trollian: Sollux )

third roll of the dice

[thedicearecast.livejournal.com]

[Amelia has taken her time exploring the castle, which is to be expected. Not even the fanciest buildings where she's from come close to it, and where she is now is no exception to that. She's heard of water-holding tanks, and even seen a few before, but all as towers. Nothing like this massive hole in the ground. It's clearly man-made, but Amelia's pretty sure something is off about it. Why else would it smell so bad? It's definitely something that needs to be fixed, so Amelia slips her journal and a pen out from her coat.]


I'm next to some water-holding tank on the first floor. I think the water's turned though. It smells off.

Also, I'm looking for a job. I'm a bounty hunter by trade, but there doesn't seem to be that many targets around here.


[That done, Amelia tucks the journal away again, and kneels down at the edge of the water to inspect it a bit better. Unfortunately, her journal isn't tied down, and tumbles out a few seconds after. Everyone wanted their books to suddenly be soaked and smelling of chlorine, right?

Thankfully Amelia manages to grab hers before it sinks too far, so it's just the upper half of the journal or so that got drenched. She frowns as she holds the book out over the pool, letting whatever is falling drip back in. It may be bad, but Amelia won't waste it, just in case it can be fixed.

She's from a desert. It's habit.]


[ooc: Open over the journals or in person. Desert girl has no clue what a pool is, or why it would smell so funny. Someone enlighten her?]

24th rhyme without reason

[rhymebell.livejournal.com]

[The library is nice and quiet. No random explosions, or people throwing dishwashers out the window, or friend fic. Well, maybe not the last one, but Rhyme isn't going to be looking for those. Today, she is going to enjoy looking for a few books on baking as well as sheet music for her next lesson with Jono. By her journal, which is open, are a few books she's picked up already, and if your journal is open, you can hear a girl walking around with a clunk as her oversized shoes hit the ground, and a few considering noises.]

Hm...... no, I think I've already played that......

I can read this book later today...'Starcrossed Lovers'? It sounds girly, but I guess I'm just broadening my horizons.....

A book on animals! Cool!

[Then she stops, a confused look on her face.]

What's a bottle doing here?

[She walks over to her journal. Her voice should be louder now.]

Did anyone lose a bottle? It looks a bit odd......

[[OOC: Open action or over the journal! This is for Phoebe's genie loss, too!]]

action / dictated

[playdohsmash.livejournal.com]

-- oh, no. I think I'm being affected by one of the castle's losses.

[Chuck doesn't sound irritated, just flustered.]

If anyone has a moment, would you mind stopping by the kitchen? I need a stranger's opinion on something.

[And anyone who happens into the kitchen will find her cooking -- surrounded by baked goods, actually, about half of which are too burned to be edible.]

36

[sworn]

[Dictated]

Tell me, Paradisa. Is it selfish to wish that others would arrive in this world, or perhaps remain here? Or is it better to wish such a fate would not befall them? It is a thought that I have struggled with, and continue to, it seems.

We do not belong here, and yet...

[A soft "Tch." She already feels foolish, but it would put her mind at ease to know if she is not the only one with such thoughts.

For anyone who isn't near a journal, Vereesa can be found perched upon a low branch of a tree lining the path that leads toward the city. She has spent the afternoon reading, watching those come and go as they please.]


(ooc: a long-overdue post of the VERY open kind! via journal or in person.)

.21

[hesam-bb.livejournal.com]

( Filtered to people who would seek him out )

( Charles Xavier )

I haven't been working in the clinic the last few days. If anyone needs emergency medical attention, you're going to have to ask for someone else.



((ooc: I'll keep backtagging like a pro, don't worry! Just wanted to get this out before I forgot))

➠ xx8

[lanakane]

So, I'm thinking that maybe tonight we should all utilize that movie theater that shows up on the weekend. There's this movie star in my world, Rona Thorne? And... I kind of hate her. Like, a lot. I guess she tried to be friends with me, but then she totally poisoned me.

And I thought maybe we could watch her stupid movies and heckle them. Because it's fun to heckle, right?

How does that sound?



[ OOC: Lana invites everyone to join her for over-dramatic movies starring a Russian sleeper agent! There will be lots of popcorn thrown at the screen.]

022 Points

[tomatoandbasil.livejournal.com]

[Tensions are high in and around the castle and town, whether anyone wants to admit it or not. People are finding things; unsettling, possibly monstrous things. The Patrol gave her and the others data on the major threats of the area and knew they needed someone with a military mind to sort it all out. She's spent about a week gathering data and listening in and reading every journal post she can see. Everything was pointing to one conclusion, and that was the need to act and organize. The elf sat on the roof, watching the forests, taking her journal out and writing, not wishing to be heard.

It was time to rally the troops.]

( Not cut ICly - just got long winded )

( Batwoman/Ziva/Sakura/Yuan/Arthur Pendragon/Junior )

[ooc: Open post, especially to heroic types or anyone looking to be worked into the Riful thing somehow. Seriously, get in here, we got jobs for everyone. Anyone and everyone is encouraged to threadjack, mingle, question, answer, etc. Let's do this aww yiss]

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( Therapy Loss Filter )

Vriska: Pester former moirail.

[thiefoflight.livejournal.com]

( Kanaya )

10 traps filled - and one wrecked cable

[ectobabble.livejournal.com]

[all is about as quiet on the western front as Paradisa tends to get. Ray is down in the basement, marking lines on the Peace Patrol wall so that he can install the framework for his containment unit. when all seems in place he fires up his power saw.

after a brief sudden shower of sparks, the saw stops working....

as does anything electrical in the castle. there's a brief silence before he pipes up sheepishly:]

Sorry! ... My fault!

((OOC: Mod approved! The castle will be without power until 9 PM EST.))

x23

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

One year.

I've been in this castle for a year today, if you don't count when...went home. Or maybe just dreamed it. That part seems pretty far away now.

It's been all right. I don't know if I can think of this as home; I'm not sure I really have one. But it's been nice, being here. Getting to know people.

I think I'm glad I came here.

[Roxas is on the roof enjoying the afternoon, but for those inclined to say hello to a thoughtful boy on his anniversary, he'll also be taking a walk all over, reflecting on the last 365 days.]

the eighth body | (dictated) (filtered from angel and angela)

[compels]

Lilah, Wesley, what are the chances one of you knows the state of your friend Angel's soul? Apparently, some girl was throwing the name around, saying he fits the profile for the guy who turned her neck into jerky. Sounds to me like you've got a little trouble on your hands.

No other reports yet, but I've never seen a vampire who just stops after one bite. She's lucky she made it out alive.

Someone's gonna need to take him down.

026--dictated;

[bigbad]

( Angel )

( Temperance )

( Friends )

:D

[matchmaker.livejournal.com]

Some of you might be glad to know that the god of war and the "goddess" of ... whatever she'd taken to calling herself, are no longer around.

[He doesn't sound particularly sad about this fact either. Go figure]

Looks like even the castle has its limits on what types of deities it can tolerate over any length of time.

[And yes, that would be a thinly veiled bit of self-praise tacked on at the end there. He's a Greek god for crying out loud, what did you expect]

Episode 74

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

( Medics/Clinic staff )

--

( Phoebe )

--

( Friends )

⊕ .021 caliber

[neverplays]

[Violent attacks. Bombings. Vandalism. The whole place was starting to feel a lot more like home. That wasn't something Hit Girl actually wanted to realize. She hadn't done anything as Starling, yet, so this might be her last chance to engage the city as she was used to. She knew that Robin told her that there wasn't a positive vote toward a kill policy with Batman - but she wasn't sure how that'd change under new management.

Right now, she was planning on just patrolling. Seeing what was out there.]

Tch. [mostly to herself. Then she'll get out the journal and start skimming entries.]

Looks like it didn't take too long after getting back from having to rely on each other that all you fucksticks just up and turn on each other.

Nice job.

And to whoever was setting the bombs in the city - I haven't forgotten about you.

[With that she shuts the journal and goes off to continue her patrol. Feel free to bump into her or leave her a message on the entry. After the BEEP.]

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[custodismundi.livejournal.com]

( LILITH (private) )

( JOSHUA CHRISTOPHER )

( GOD )

[written, and open in person]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

All things considered, this loss could be much worse.  I'm actually adjusted to it now, and even managed to figure out the whole eating thing.  Probably just in time to go back to normal again.

But really, I just want to be human again.

[York, Delta, Tex, and Kat]
The Meta is dead when I find him again.  He decided he wanted to feed the alien.  Just thought I'd give you warning.  I am not letting him get away with that.
[/filter]
[/written]

Blarg honk BLARG!!

[Washington is currently exploring the grounds a bit in spite of Kat's warning, getting some exercise. He can't hide forever, and he's restless.

((OOC:Going to be Wash's last post on the loss. Extended it a little because of work.))