Bedtime Story

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( Wesley )

((OOC: Backdated to lingering hours of 'Girl's Night Out'))

Casting a New Spell

[its-worthdoing.livejournal.com]

So. I might need help. Actually, I know there will be needing of help. I know that measuring herbs and cataloging texts isn't everyone's idea of a good time. But if it is? I will be down at the shop most of the day.

[A pause]

The name would probably help. The Magic Box II, for those of you still reading.

[And true to her word, Willow settles down to spend the rest of the afternoon in town. A carefully worded sign sits in her window. 'Help Wanted'.]

020 - [dictated]

[lone-defender.livejournal.com]

[She's been thinking about the memories taken from her since the stint where her mindscape was on display. She's been thinking about memories for longer than that, really, it's hard not to be thinking of strange memories when you've got the constant presence of the Doctor's memories in your head, distracting you...and with the castle's latest...things, she can't help it. But since the missing pages of memories, she can't help wondering where they are.

And about the creeping blue.

Rose sighs as she picks up her ever curious kitten, and looks down at the journal a moment.]

Where do you think the castle puts the things it takes from us? What's it use it for?

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[hatesdolls.livejournal.com]

Wow, some of you people really need to chill out. I understand some of you probably have hero complexes from being goody-goodies in your own world, but the number of people butting into conversations and trying to be "righteous" is getting annoying. [Yeah Maya, she's annoyed at you.]

Give a man a fish, and he'll eat for a day. Teach a man how to fish, and he'll eat for life.

If you're so worried about people being oh so mean, and poor little innocents getting bullied, feel free to use your time to teach them how to man up.

Oh, what's that? You're not going to do that, are you.

Then just shut up and mind your own business.

It is the first time that ever I heard breaking of ribs was sport for ladies.

[duchess-archer.livejournal.com]

Who: Sterling Archer and Kat S-320
What: Archer following up on an apparent challenge -- sparring, verbal and physical.
When: Today
Where: The gym
Rating: R, I think. For now?

( hijinks )

028 Points

[tomatoandbasil.livejournal.com]

( Q-Tip loss filter )

( Alleria )

( Sakura )

[Today, the elf finds herself on the roof of the castle, happy to be back in her original form. Her pen taps against her journal as she sips on some tea, looking up at the stars.]

I've finally made my way out of the closet. Stuffy place, it is. I don't recommend it to anyone.

Though these past few weeks have left me curious. I seem to be falling victim to the castle's whims more and more so lately. Has anyone else ever found themselves a favorite target of this place? If so, what happened? And to anyone, why do you think it would favor one over another? I can't say I'm a fan of this trend.

Looks like the seasons are changing, too. And with that, so does the denizens of the castle. I heard Jade left us as I was stuck; a shame. She was one of the first to truly make me feel welcome here, as someone lost, and as myself. In her honor, I've named the plant I create salves with after her. It will henceforth be called the Jade-Hued Harley Flower.

For those that don't know, when ground to a paste, it can help ease soreness and clean up and seal topical wounds. I will be cultivating it for anyone to use freely. It's not much, but it's the least I can do. She'd want it like that.

[With that, she returns to staring up at the sky, sighing. It's been a long month.]

[ooc: Open over the journal or in person~ We highly encourage you to misinterpret her closet line and teach her why she should have worded it a bit better!]

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[videres.livejournal.com]

( damon salvatore )

( jr. )

[ Tap, tap, tap goes nails against the journal, the lady nearly lost in her thoughts. ] I am almost beginning to miss the mundane drawl of court life--but I know I would regret my words should I ever be returned to it.

Love means always having to say you're sorry

[domeanthings.livejournal.com]

Who: Tex and York
What: Tex finally letting loose at York for his little..indiscretion.
When: Today
Where: York's room
Rating: R for language

( This will not end well. )

the fourth loophole

[fumidus.livejournal.com]

[His loss is annoying, to say the least. Not being able to have the ability to scan people's minds, seeing all their weaknesses and strengthes before him was incredibly useful for his plot to get off the island. Now, he's in a place he doesn't understand, with people who he can only guess about.]

[But he wasn't going to back down because of his lost power. Oh, no. He would find out about people in other ways, namely through this journal and by carefully asking questions.]

You know, I've been thinking about it, and I'm curious. How many of you have experienced some sort of "monster" back in your world? And, if you did, what did you do? Attack it, study it, become its friend?

Because everyone does something different when they encounter a monster, I believe. Some would be courageous, some would be cowards, and some would do thing that people usually wouldn't do, like talk to it to find out what it wants.

What would you do, if you met a monster?

[TOTALLY NOT A MONSTER HERE NOPE]

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[fastest.livejournal.com]

What's the point of keeping us locked up, anyway? How do you expect this to end? Are you going to leave us here to rot for all eternity? Or maybe hang us? Have you figured out a way to permanently kill, too? I don't think so.

You can't even keep us from using our journals. You can try to take them away, but the castle decides where they stay. Just like my horns. What's to keep us from using filters? Plotting against you? Or how about the next time the world decides to change? We'll be freed. Doesn't that make you feel helpless? You're just playing cops and robbers.

If you really do feel secure that you have us captured for good, the least someone could do is give me my sword back. It was made for me. That's theft, you know. Who has it? Only two have any right to wield it.

the eighty-sixth;

[variare.livejournal.com]

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( Allen & Arthur )

( Sakura Haruno )

Sorry for not making an entry for awhile, guys, but someone lost my damn journal. I didn't find it until tonight.

➹.19

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( private. )

[Alleria sits in the fork of a tree in the courtyard, brow furrowed as she writes into her journal's pages.

After a short time, after she has all her thoughts out and onto page, she exhales roughly and closes the book, then tilts her head to look up at the sky.]

Time waits for no one (Closed)

[my-bff-trevor.livejournal.com]

Who: Rose and Nikola Tesla
What: A date with a healthy portion of angst
When: 9/30
Where: The Lux - where all the functioning alcoholics end up
Rating: Gonna go with PG-13

( So do you want to waste some time tonight? )

► 2 - written

[shalamayned.livejournal.com]

( Filtered to the Peace Patrol  )

[Dictated]
Deathwing. I sure hope your face feels better today. Mark my words, you will be with your daughter soon enough.

(no subject)

[superiorheight.livejournal.com]

Who: Purple, Red, Illyria
What: Their slow-dancing loss grinds to a horrifying halt 8|
When: NOW
Where: The same ill fated hall as last time
Rating: PG

( Read more... )

(no subject)

[warriorprogram.livejournal.com]

[ Tron is back in the library, not the first time since his transformation from Tron to Rinzler, but the first time he's tried to find the books he was looking at before. He's similarly made a small pile, not the same books, but ones with similar concepts, only these books are all written in binary, and instead of flipping them open, taking a glance and deciding if their worthwhile or not, Tron is stopping to read the descriptions in rapt fascination.

He looks up every now and them from the books at people who come in, and offer them a friendly smile, maybe a wave and a "hello". Definitely nothing uninviting or intimidating about this fellow. ]

one hundred and seventy-one:

[queendramabitch.livejournal.com]

[it's Friday night. Lucy is enjoying her version of a social life by sitting at the Lux's bar, drinking a glass of wine and staring blankly at the far wall. An unopened book on vampire lore and her communicator are on the bar top in front of her.

Come bother the crazy lady?]

- forty-first year waiting -

[nurse-boy.livejournal.com]

[one of the things Rory liked to do in his spare time back home was cook. He found it relaxing, following the steps of a recipe, and the accomplishment of learning a new one and doing it correctly, and the bonus at the end--usually--was something tasty to eat. Amy and Mels used to tease him for baking things for his patients on the general ward, or the ladies at the church, or the folks at the rest home, but he didn't much care. Cooking for others was also a way to bring a small spot of sunshine in their lives, and Rory didn't see anything wrong with that.

Lately, cooking has been a way for him to keep occupied and too busy to think much about Melody--River--Demon's Run--River, here--all of that. Maybe he's sticking his head in the sand, but he finds he can't care too much about that either. Anything is better than the pain of remembering that.

Right now he's in the big kitchen on the first floor of the castle, baking up a frenzy. Mixing bowls, measuring cups and spoons, and dish towels are scattered along the countertop nearest the stove, along with a fair amount of flour--he'd spilled some in the middle of adding it to his mixture and hasn't had time to clean it up yet--and he's whistling to himself as he stirs a large bowl vigorously as he stirs. Whatever the tune is, it's slightly off-key but makes up for it by being cheerful.

Also, the kitchen smells delicious.

What is he baking? Why is he wearing an apron tied around his waist like a fussy old woman? Does he even know he's got a spot of flour on his nose and a dab of something red and sticky in his hair? Feel free to come bother him ...]

((ooc: open to all!))

(no subject)

[phaseshifts.livejournal.com]

Who: Tyki Mikk and Joshua C.
What: GOIN FISHIN
When: Before shit with Riful all gone down. SUPER BACKDATED, EARLY AUGUST.
Where: Around Riful's mansion, and in said mansion.
Rating: Rated H for HOBOS.

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075

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( [Deadpool] )

[Heyyyy, there’s a dude without a face sitting at the fountain in town. He's... juggling. Horribly]

[Like... really quite terribly. But he keeps picking the little bean bags up and trying again each time he drops them so there's... that...]

[Sometimes a guy just wants to learn a random new skill okay don't judge him]


((ooc wtf lj don't post when I'm not done...))