The Brain Trust - Meeting One

[loveandstrife.livejournal.com]

Who: Cloud Strife, Katara, Alen Bradley (Open to Emil and anyone Alan brings too!)
What: Brainstorming!
When: Mid-afternoon.
Where: Cloud's room.
Rating: About PG

( Think harder, dammit! )

(no subject)

[talonous.livejournal.com]

Who: Tim Drake (Formerly Known As Talon) and open
What: Quietly skulking around with cake.
When: July 19th afternoon
Where: The kitchen
Rating: PG

( the sphinx in silence listened )

Vriska: Get those irons.

[thiefoflight.livejournal.com]

( Equius )

13 blueprints - Painfully Dictated/Actioned

[teds-up.livejournal.com]

[As helpful as ever, Ted's journal lies open on the kitchen counter. Atop the cupboards, a cockroach skittered through dust. And then it flashed white.

And now there's a 33-year old man sprawled atop the cupboards. Disoriented, as well. With a groan, he rolls--

And there's a couple loud bangs and thuds in the kitchen.]

FUCK! What the hell?!

[A very pained, very disgruntled groan comes from the man who had just taken a hard fall from a height of 11 feet. He's not got any lasting injuries, but he'll be bruised and sore for awhile.

Quite disheveled, both from the fall and his unfortunate loss, Ted manages to bring himself to a stand, wincing at the journal.]

Engh... I'm.. back, guys... O-ow...


((Feel free to assume previous interactions with cockroach!Ted and your character, btw. ♥))

006. [dictated | action]

[formersocialite]

[Have a tallish, purple pony with green eyes and brown hair wandering around the lobby of the castle, Paradisa. Her journal is being held in her mouth for sake keeping.

She looks confused, maybe even frustrated; it's clear that something isn't quite right here.

For one thing, she seems very unsteady on her feet and not used to walking like this. The pony comes to a complete stop, dropping the journal to the ground. It flips open and it catches the end of her words.]

Stupid bloody castle!

((ooc: Vivian's first loss is go! Open as an open thing! Bother over journal or in person! :3))

16th Reset

[reset-week.livejournal.com]

[Kaito sounds cheerful when he speaks into the journal.]

Hey everybody, I have a question today. What's your favourite thing about your world? I want to get an idea of what these places are like.

forty-six shots

[echivoc.livejournal.com]

( filter; outside of town )

[ ooc; A 6'4" man is about to be mugged for a lighter by a psychotic loli and her lapdog. Yeah...so...back to your regularly scheduled program! ]

(no subject)

[hyuuga]

Who: wishmadeinfire and sunnyheiress
What: Doing some leg-work recon.
When: The morning of 21 July and continuing for...who knows? A week or so.
Where: Near the Dead Zone.
Rating: Most likely nothing above PG.

( A note )

11th Death

[twisted-baroque.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[today Dextera has made his way to the library to read. the Baroques he possessed only told him so much after all, and he wanted to learn some more things.

so he's taken out a pile of books and found himself a nice corner to read them in. on occasion Dextera tries reading out loud but all he gets is that soft choking sound so eventually he just settles for just mouthing the words to himself.

he's pretty much absorbed in reading so it's quite easy to sneak up on him.]

[ooc: open to anyone in the library.]

seventh flutter

[3-butterflies.livejournal.com]

[Lovely day outside, isn't it? That's what Fluttershy thinks. She's outside, smelling the flowers, enjoying the shade of trees, and genuinely enjoying herself.

Little does she know that Invader Zim is in one of those trees! You see, he wasn't too happy when the Pegasus messed up his earlier plans, and he's devised some revenge. As he deviously watches in the branches, he sets these babies into action. Those of you outside, or have your journals open, may hear some faint 'bzzzz.']

Huh...? Is someone there...?

[Fluttershy looks around... and then... the quietest screaming you'll have ever heard! Those robotic bees are after Fluttershy! She runs left, she runs right, but they're swarming all around her! Stinging her! Making her ble-oh no, wait. They're... just mildly poking her. And it's very annoying.

This is a double-post, so expect tagging from Zim! And feel free to lay waste your revenge on him too!]

fifteenth phase [ action / dictated ]

[walkinthruwalls]

[ Good day castle residents. Today you'll find one girl by the name of Kitty Pryde sat up on the roof. She's a little sat today, after learning more of the loneliness of the castle. She found out a few days ago that some more friends had gone home but... it's only really now that it's hitting her. So she's sat up on the roof, knees pulled up just... being sad, and refusing to let the castle have any more of a reaction than that ]

I can't decide what's more selfish; being happy when people you know arrive or being sad when people leave and wishing they were still here. I don't even think that there's a middle ground to that - not making friends wouldn't exactly help either.

It feels like a broken record, but not saying or feeling something... [ She sighs ] I don't really know.

[ She's ready to go home, even with the pain and aftermath that she'd be returning to ]

interlude (02)

[scioled.livejournal.com]

( private )

[written, in a disguised script:]

If a mirror was placed before another mirror,
thereby reflecting a mirror in a mirror,
a mirror looking into a mirror:
is the number of instances
a mirror is shown in a mirror
infinity?

What are your thoughts, Paradisa?

03 ☣ two voices that are definitely not up to anything.

[superiorheight.livejournal.com]

[FILTERED AWAY FROM ZIM]

[Welcome to another edition of IRKEN MASTERPIECE THEATER. If you could see your two “overlords,” you’d see they look very contrite and innocent. I mean, really. They are so fucking innocent. But since you can’t see them, you have to... Hear the saccharine sweetness in their voices.

It’s kinda creepy.]

We- The Almighty Tallest, in case you forgot....

[Always with the interrupting] Which you obviously haven’t, unless you’ve been lobotomized since the last time we shared our glorious presence with any of you. [Quickly and sweetly] Which, if you have been, we had absolutely nothing to do with...

[Red shoves Purple aside.] We have decided to not conquer and/or destroy your pathetic little planet. In fact, we’re going to make it better by showing you the might of the Irken Empire firsthand.

Don’t you feel special?

Well you should. After all, we don’t just give out demonstrations of our excellence on a whim.

So. Just give us a list of all your dangerous and threatening creatures and we’ll get on blowing them up for you, mmkay?

And afterwards, you can throw a parade in our honor for disposing of all those things you’re all too cowardly to face yourselves, without the help of your mighty Irken Leade--- er, heroes.

[FILTERED TO ZIM]

[The Tallest should NEVER sound this sweet and innocent when talking to Zim.]

Ohhhh Ziiiiiiim.

We have an ~important secret mission~ for you.

04

[wolfuncaged.livejournal.com]

[Fenris has been wandering the grounds of the castle today, much like a tiger would pace the boundaries of its cage. Testing the extent of his loss, how far he could go, how long he could be away before the castle inevitably dragged him back into that accursed lobby. At least out here, he could enjoy a scant hour or so of peace and quiet before the horrible, tugging and NEW need to talk to others started niggling at him.

It was on this walk that he's come upon the cemetery. He wanders through it, unable to properly read all the words upon the stones, but recognising it for what it is regardless. Humans may not bury their dead in Thedas, but elves most certainly do. He crouches down by one to feel the earth, before opening his journal, grimacing a little to even have to speak into it. He'd never get used to that]

I have been told that death here is not permanent. In two weeks, the dead return as if nothing had happened at all. If that is so, why is there a graveyard here? That suggests people remain dead, does it not?

...Unless you are prone to burying people alive. Which I would not put past some of you.

IV

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( Allen Walker, Jr, Yuan and Rin )