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[knifestorm.livejournal.com]

[back when the kidnappings were considered news and Komachi hadn't been making commentary, Sakuya was actually somewhat concerned at the notion that she was taken as well. Not for her, but for the kind of entity who would try to confront a death god of all people -- wait, that's more like morbid curiosity.

Then the commotion and all that battle hoo-ha came and passed, and still nothing.

Eventually, she got the whim idea to check up on Komachi, despite not knowing where she lived or if ol' madam not-on-duty-today had any inkling what went down, even though neither of them technically had the obligation to be involved in such things. Or maybe because of it, same difference.

Either way, her ensuing search through the living areas was for naught, which meant...]

I'm not sure how many were familiar with her, but it appears that Onozuka Komachi is no longer in the castle.

(There we go.)

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[cloakand_danger]

( [Peace Patrol] )

( [Friends] )

( [Lloyd] )

( [Rin] )

[Filtered against those who mean harm to the residents or townsfolk]

Regardless of your level of involvement, most of you have probably noticed the commotion that's been going on for the past several weeks. A great threat to the castle and the town has been taken care of, by all our combined capabilities. This is an important first step in asserting control over our lives here, but there are many more to come. We now have prisoners whose disposition must be decided, fairly and in accordance with everyone's safety. The threat of those who live beyond the borders of the powered zone is quite real. And of course, there is the castle itself, whose true nature we don't fully understand even though some of us have lived here nearly five years.

The Peace Patrol is a castle organization intended to help organize and protect residents and townsfolk from threats, both native to this world and not. If you have an interest in joining, please respond here with your name, your profession back home, and any skills you have that you feel might be useful.

[/Good guys filter]

[Peace Patrol headquarters]

[Yuan is sitting in his office, at his computer, his journal lying open nearby. If you have any reason to be hanging around, feel free to bother him!]

it resulted in thirteen blackouts (and one pokemon)

[notjamesbond.livejournal.com]

Go away.

[Hello, Paradisans. Today, you'll have the pleasure of hearing a rather annoyed Newton Pulsifer at the other end of your journal today. He makes shooing noises before starting to speak.]

Anyways, I'm very glad that people took care of the whole Riful situation. I-I would have helped, but honestly, I'm not the best at saving the world and all, so-

Lunatoonnnneeee.

[Newt grumbles, making the shooing noises again.] And, um, I just want to say good job. You guys really were quite brilliant, and-

Lunatooonneeeee.

[And Newt starts shouting at whoever is making the droning noises. It looks like one of the stray Pokemon, a Lunatone, doesn't seem to want to leave Newt's personal bubble.] Honestly?! You're going to keep interrupting?! Go away, you bloody little floating moon of a rock. I don't need you, you don't need me, I think we can reach a consensus here.

[He sighs in exasperation.] Anyone lose a really annoying moon creature that floats in midair and makes weird noises? Because it keeps bothering me. Do any of you have any idea what it is?

backdated to after rescues and stuff;

[payback.livejournal.com]

[At the moment, Rin can be found in the church - what used to be Abel's church, holding his letter in her hands. It's a little crumpled now. After all that, she didn't want to be alone, and Abel has always been such a trusted source of comfort.

She'll have to figure out something else.

It's never fair, like this.]

( cair paradisa )

( Zexion )

( Abel Nightroad )

[And now, written publicly, neatly printed:]

This place sure has a devilish sense of timing, doesn't it?

☮ twelve detention slips

[delincuente.livejournal.com]

[If you're up on the ninth floor this afternoon, you will probably smell something that's just a bit out of place – paint. The door of room 908 is cracked open for ventilation, and if you look inside you'll see a room in disarray. Furniture has all been pushed to the middle, and tarps are laid across the floor. Standing on a stepladder against one wall, a paintbrush in her hand, is Alex, painting what seems to be a mess of grey and blue shapes on her wall.

Every once in awhile, a few drops of paint fall down to the open journal on the floor. Complaints or gratuitous cursing is welcome.]

((ooc: open in person or over journal))

Eighth Deduction

[modernholmes.livejournal.com]

[Today Conan can be found avoiding people while skateboarding around the grounds of the castle at speeds slightly too fast to be safe.  Occasionally he uses some of the obstacles in the yard as ramps for tricks.   After all, he didn't want to get rusty.]

etāqu | [Dictated]

[demonologist]

I trust that everyone came through this latest conflict relatively all right? My apologies for not being able to assist due to a technical glitch in one of the towers which prevented us from leaving for the entire week.

It's at least heartening to know that in times of turmoil, people will band together to fight against tyranny and villainy rather than allow it to go unopposed.

( Filtered to friends )

37. That's what she said

[madetothwart.livejournal.com]

[The journals suddenly start recording rather odd noises; it starts with the catchy country-style LP of 'Jesus is the Telephone Repairman on the switchboard of my life'¹, and is joined rather soon afterwards by a surprised sounding English voice.]

Well... I say, Miss Dalma!

[A woman's voice follows shortly after, her tone a mix of fascination and wonder.]

It goes up! How did you do it?

I wasn't expecting it to go up, my dear.

[There's a note of rather bemused curiousity.]

I think you must have touched it in just the right way, it's certainly never done that before.

Lke dis? Maybe grabbing it… Oh! [She laughs in surprised pleasure.]

[There's the sound of liquid spattering over the journal pages.]

...Oh dear, now I'll need some new trousers.

^1. An unfortunately catchy track from the music album: 'Jesus is my Buddy'. Aziraphale detested it, and still wasn't quite sure how it ended up in his collection.

[ooc: Open! Both Tia and Aziraphale will answer <3 Red is Tia and black is Aziraphale.]

61 shots later, here we are.

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

[Churches weren't Jilly's favorite place, but there was a beauty and a peace to them. Especially in one like the Paradisa church that Abel had turned into something welcoming. Somewhere safe.

Without him there, she would have rather avoided it. She'd rather remember it as it had been, rather than visit it now. But there were things to be taken care of with Father Nightroad gone and Sora to look after and, besides, she needed a way to take her mind off Legato and Billy and the overwhelming events they'd just passed through.

It's trying to distract herself that leads to finding the letters, carefully sealed in a single envelope addressed to the missing priest.]

( Private )

[The other letter requires more care, though, and the paper rustles in her hands as she opens her journal so she can address the castle]

I know a lot of us are shaken after...after everything that's happened and some of the things that were...learned. And I know people are dealing with a lot of anger and hurt and shock. I am too. [it's hard to keep her voice steady. Legato's capture is a blessing, but Billy's betrayal (if it really is that) is a curse] I know I'm probably not the only one who wants to know how any of this could get this far.

But I found something in the church. It's a letter, written by one of the people captured during the fighting. It was left in Father Nightroad's care, so I'm afraid I'm not the one meant to be delivering it...but I think it's important.

[she takes a small breath, and then she reads]

Castle Residents,
My name is Joshua, and depending on when...or if this even gets read, I'm not really sure who this letter will be relevant to. I know it will affect my friends. And I know...it will affect those who have had their lives scarred by Riful, Arthas, or Legato.

Today is May 1st. Recently I made a decision, and it's one that I know nobody will be happy with. The only other person I plan on informing is Father Nightroad, because I know above all else, he can keep a secret. Please don't blame him for this, because it was my decision.

I know for certain that Legato is the one who's been taking the city residents, and I know that he's been feeding them to Riful. A woman confronted me about it because she knew that I had once associated with Legato, but I was too panicked and unaware of what to do, and so I told her nothing. If she's still here, then I'm sorry to her for lying.

But after that, I contacted Legato, then Riful. I've offered to heal Riful, and to try to use my energy to supply her with what she needs so that she doesn't need to eat humans anymore. As an Apostle, this isn't something I've tried before... Not in this way. So I'm not really sure how well it will work out, but I'm determined to try this. If this is successful, then it means nobody else has to die.

Riful's agreed not to eat anyone from here on out, so long as I regularly return to her manor to provide her with the energy she needs. I think this is a sacrifice worth making. I know that many people will not agree, because it doesn't offer any justice for those who have already died, and their families. And for that I do feel guilty. But having lost my family, I can say there is no real justice to make up for it, other than trying to make sure the same thing doesn't happen again to anyone else.

So that's what I'm doing. I'm trying to make sure nobody else will die because of this. And...I'm trying to show Riful that she can live another way. She wasn't always this way—a monster. This was something that happened to her, a horrible choice that she made, and now it's her very nature to revel in it. I know what this is like, and maybe that's why I don't want to simply give up on her, or anyone else here.

But I'm not ignorant to my chances of success. I wrote this letter because I know something might happen. She might go back on her word and kill me, or if she breaks the deal some way, then I know I will try to kill her. One of these scenarios must have happened if this is being read, or...something else I never want to think about, and is impossible.

I'm willing to be hated for this decision, if it will save lives. If it doesn't, then I still can't let myself regret it, because I'll know I followed my heart and tried my best. I hope it's a small consolation, if any, that I will never tell Riful anything about what goes on here, or what I see in the journals. I've heard bits and pieces here of some kind of attack, and I can't interfere with that. You all have a right to it. So no matter what happens, whether we're in a truce or not, I will never divulge your secrets to her.
Sincerely,
Joshua Christopher

[there's a pause, and then she sets the letter down, voice soft] I don't know that I'll have any answers to questions people have...but it's something to think about. Not all of the people responsible- [a beat] We might not have as much information as we think we do.

( Colette )

[the final filter is written in...and then blotted out a few hours later. No message is included]

[Billy]

029. Black Dog

[icarustattoo.livejournal.com]

[It's taken him longer than he'd thought, between people blowing shit up and world changes and evil guys needing to be socked in the face.

But finally, his Cool Guy Cabin is complete.

So, Brock's out in the woods on the front porch of this totally badass cabin of his, dictating into the journal.]

[Filtered from any jackass who might fuck up my cabin.]
Alright, so that cabin I mentioned awhile ago is finished.

If anyone wants to come hang out, you can. Just don't be an asshole.

Uh, and no kids. Sorry.

[ooc. loss start! any responses over the journal will take place before puppification, but if anyone stops by the cabin, there will be a distinct lack of huge swedish man ... and one extra puppy. :) have fun!]

(no subject)

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

( Pharos )

( The person who had the Insolitus lighter before Riful (Cross) )

[[ooc: I am good at hiatuses, okay. :|a]]