Thirty-First Issue - Letting Out the Monster

[decibel-chamber.livejournal.com]

[Enjoying your sleep tonight, Paradisa? Not for long. In the still of the night, there's a faint blue glow visible from one of the taller buildings in town as a young man who's had just about enough of playing by the rules decides to cut loose a bit. He's been in town all day, handing out sudden and unexplainable bouts of gastrointestinal unhappiness to anyone fooling enough to come close enough for him to hit them with a brown note or two. It's all in harmless fun, really....or is it? Could it be that by causing a ruckus in town, that Jono...no...that Top Hat is hoping to arouse the ire of the do-gooders in Castle Paradisa? As if causing civic unrest wasn't enough, he's going to flip open his journal now, a dry laugh escaping him as he bends down to speak in it...]

Been a while since I put on a show, hasn't it?

Hey Mark? Whaddya think o' this?

[With that, Jono and his just-as-fight happy clones launch into a rather loud and obnoxious music set, in the middle of the night, in town. Hope you enjoyed what little sleep you got, because Jono's gonna make sure everyone's as sleep-deprived and grouchy as he is if it's the last thing he does.]



((OOC: Obviously, Jono's made pals with a Dark Shard. He's really not all that different than before, except he's a little more willing to make an ass of himself, and piss people off. Have at him!))

one hundred and seventy-two:

[queendramabitch.livejournal.com]

[today's ink color: burnt sienna. LIKE THE CRAYON]

I don't suppose anyone has tried setting fire to the leaves outside.
And now these mushrooms. They're not very Earth-like, are they?
At least the meteor shower was very pretty. The castle always does something nice before the bad things start to happen.

[yeah, guess who's fed up with the sea of leaves and having to slog through it when she takes her Arcanine out. Also, she totally believes a world change is about to happen]

-69- If It Makes You Happy

[luckyvalentine.livejournal.com]

[Faye is happy, today.

Not gleeful, or smug, or snarky, or even terribly complicated. Just... happy.

She's happy because she has a purpose now, and part of that purpose is to make sure that she spreads that happiness to others. It's too good not to share, you know? Keeping her cheerfulness to herself would be letting them win.

So, when she heads back to the castle after one of her usual shopping trips, she doesn't haul her prizes up to her room this time. She sets the bags down on a coffee table in the lobby and pulls out her journal]

Hey... I just want to apologize for how mopey I've been lately, everybody. You know how it goes when you just can't shake a bad mood. But... it still wasn't fair of me to be such a jerk and ignore everybody, so...

[a deep breath] ...I'm sorry.

( Spike, Crowley, Zelman, Jet, Rory )

((ooc: Faye has found purpose as a Light Rock Warrior, and has turned over a new leaf! She bought A LOT of extra presents while she was out in town, so... she's also looking to hand out goodies to brighten the days of random strangers happening by!))

rose: be prepared

[fluthlu.livejournal.com]

Merely out of curiosity, how is Halloween usually observed here? It seems right up the castle's proverbial alley, and I'm wondering if I should invest in a padlock and armaments ahead of time.

[Said with a bored, drowsy sort of sarcasm. But with the unwelcome gusto with which Paradisa began autumn, and having heard and read of various horrors in past years, she's curious – in a vaguely morbid sort of way.

She dictates this from the roof, where she's sitting on a little purple pillow and working on what seems to be the beginnings of a knitting project. Christmas is still months away, but one never knows what disruptions might happen before then.]

((ooc: open to roof or journal!))

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[payback.livejournal.com]

( private; )

nineteenth.

[siebter.livejournal.com]

Hello, everyone!

[ Emil sounds considerably more upbeat than last entry, probably because he now knows where his room is, and all that good stuff. Getting moved around didn't have much of a long-lasting effect on him, clearly. ]

I've been trying to learn new songs here, and it's kind of difficult at first, but I think I'm starting to get better at it! Maybe if anyone knows some good songs, I could learn those too!

[ The sound of a piano bench being adjusted can be heard (not that it's clearly the sound of a piano bench; for all you know, it could be a chair or someone deciding to move things around. Though instead of music being played, there is instead silence. And then confusion. ]

...huh? What's this doing here?

Thirty Fourth Sip

[mal-addict.livejournal.com]

So, dear residents, I have a favour to ask of you. Does anyone know how to use one of those video camera...recording devices and has a spare few hours?

I have some revenge to gather, and me and modern Earth technology don't get along. I'll make it worth your while, vampire's honour.

❀ forty-four unicorn statues and one life-size pinkie pie pony coming up!

[iamdamnloyal]

[Harmony has been pacing in the lobby of the Hyperion for at least an hour now. She followed ALL the directions from the book she got from the library. It had been pretty basic, very step by step. Body Casting Manual: A complete body casting tutorial explaining in details how to make a realistic, life size and very elegant plaster sculpture of someone's torso (or any other body part.) seemed like it gave her all the right directions. Pinkie Pie was actually very still... which given the circumstances Harmony was impressed. However, the opportunity to give Harmony the BEST pony statue ever was something Harmony had been pushing onto the little horse since their girl's night at Karitas.

It just... wasn't supposed to go this way.

The little straw was still in the front of the plaster, but the mold itself had become ROCK hard. Not even her Vampire-Strength was able to poke a hole into the side. Honestly, all the tests they had done slide right off. Maybe she was too adventurous asking Pinkie if they could do a FULL BODY CAST.

It just was going to be the best mold ever to make the best statue.]

I'm cursed. [Harmony finally confesses to the journal in a slightly panicked-worried tone.]

First, Fred falls asleep and I can't wake her up and now Pinkie Pie is a statue and it actually is my fault.

I mean, it's not all my fault. I followed the directions exactly and all the hoofs we made came out perfect. [There was a small stack of them, even a cast of Harmony's vampire face. Which... did she really look like that?]

Then we got a bit carried away... now I can't get it to pop apart like it's supposed to. It's supposed to just pry off really easily. All that prep-work and it's just ... stuck to her. I can't even see the seam where we put the bit of plastic wrap near her Cutie Mark.

[There's a bit more panic.] I just -- this is not how I wanted this month to go. It's Halloween month, it's supposed to be fun, right? There was girls night and Oliver and Elektra kissed and things were all okay with Fred and now there's all this horrible stuff.

It's all my fault.

[A beat]

I could try a crowbar....


((ooc: Pinkie Pie is getting canon updated. Harmony tried making a life-cast of Pinkie Pie but the castle took over and made it a solid statue until she's ready to come back all updated. This post is Ena!Approved.))

30 - In the Name of the Moon...!

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[Natsuki is moving with a purpose throughout the castle, patrolling and keeping an eye out for those evil malcontents of the heavy metal variety. Trailing behind her is a large white wolf with a bit of a blue tinge to him. Not only does he have a yellow, crescent shaped bald patch on his forehead, but he looks about as confused as a wolf could.

Dictating into the journal, sounding restrained but oddly excited:]

Can't you feel it? It's a new day, a new era. The darkest of nights is but fleeting, as is the nature of all shadows before the light. Or perhaps you believe that light and darkness are as inseparable as two sides of the same coin.

[she smirks] I wouldn't bet on that.

[[ooc: Open over journal or in person! Find her pretty much anywhere in the castle.]]

029 Points

[tomatoandbasil.livejournal.com]

[Someone's tracked mud into the lobby today, propping up on a couch and tapping a pen against her journal. As she writes, the sound of a low, even beat plays like some sort of odd ambient background tune.

Anyone who notices her may see her in darker reds than usual, her cape and hair dyed silvery-gray. A baseball cap hangs on her head, visor currently over her face. She's lounged back and scratching her butt rather shamelessly as well. Should she be doing that or dressing as skimpy as she does around the kids? Probably not.]

[Heavy Metal Warriors filter]

Good work lately, what with all the kidnappings and whatnot. That ought to keep those damnable Light Warriors at bay for a while. 100 points for everyone! Keep up all the various mischief; soon we'll have the whole castle and city bowing to our feet and begging us to stop! The world is ours for the taking, comrades!

Maya, what's say we go to the forest tomorrow and litter it? I'm so damn sick of looking at how clean and pure it is!

[End Filter]

[Pen tucked away, she then takes it upon herself to eat peanuts loudly, mouth open, flicking the shells at anyone who passes by. As she does, she barks out loud to nobody and everybody at once.

Damn, it feels good to be a gangster.]

You know what I need? A strong drink. Someone come serve me, tch.

[ooc: Alleyne is one of the Heavy Metal Warriors for the meteor shower plot! Not sorry in advance, enjoy how terrible she's become!]

018. dictated | filtered

[foolreversed]

[filtered to anyone else who has these weird magical girl powers (whether they're aware of it or not) and aren't being total assholes with said powers (a.k.a.the Light Rock Warriors + Meowth too)]

Okay.

Unless the castle is pulling a prank on me and me alone this filter should reach at least someone. Because if it's one thing all that mahou shoujo taught me it's that there's usually a whole group of... magical... people out there. [he is not calling himself a girl fuck that] Unless their names are Honosa and Nagika anyway... or Sakura and Maiko, I guess. Except no one liked them.

So if you can see this, congrats we're all in the same boat.

If anyone knows what's going on I'd appreciate being filled in.


(ooc: NOTE! if your character believes they've been a Light Rock Warrior forever and that Adachi has always been one of their comrades, don't sweat it! Adachi will play it off like he's some kind of amnesiac who doesn't remember anything and go along with it! :) IT HAPPENS IN THESE SHOWS SOMETIMES... Basically feel free to respond with anything, including scolding him for not remembering or whatever!)


( Fluttershy )

11

[wolfuncaged.livejournal.com]

[Fenris hadn't really noticed that much of a different in himself after the meteor shower. Well, aside from the fact his usual level of unending hatred and murderous rage had been tamed to a somewhat less violent mood. But he hadn't thought much on it. No. He'd had to plan. It had taken waiting for the mage to leave his room, and bribing Isabela (who is a far better thief than him) but it had gone off without a hitch.

And so, sitting in his room, with Captain Blackpurrder sitting in his lap, he does something he would never do in his right mind. He pens a note in the journal]



[ Illiteracy is a terrible thing. As if to prove that he does, indeed, have Anders' cat, there's a pitiful meow over the journals.

WHAT NOW, ANDERS? That's what you get for...

Existing]

¤ 29 - Firestarter

[honorinflames.livejournal.com]

[he tried to pinpoint why he'd been in such a bad mood lately, but couldn't put his finger on anything specific. It was just...

It was everything.

It all got under his skin--the stupidity around him, the dull and simpering looks on everyone's faces. No wonder he hasn't gotten anywhere here. They're all hindrances to him; all just... nothing but simpleminded peasants.

And this is what he thinks about as he broods in the kitchen. He'd originally gone there to find something to eat, but now he finds that he has no appetite. The thought of it all just turns his stomach.

...

So... he lights one of the kitchen tables on fire.

Ha! Take that, Paradisa.]

((ooc: yep... another baddy infected with a shard of darkness. Though... it might be a little difficult to spot the differences, with him. :\))

the eighty-eighth; ⌠the instant the lightning strikes the tower...everything will be fine⌡

[variare.livejournal.com]

( House Filter )

⌠ DICTATED LATER; FILTERED FROM FIRST GENS ⌡

Damn, I go away for a little while and everything turns topsy turvy. I know it was a little longer than I planned, but it feels like I might as well have been gone for a month, given all the crap I seem to've missed.

Sylvanas and I were out there looking for Lente, actually. A woman dressed in black and carrying swords met us at her fort and gave us some leads, but none of them panned out. We even checked Flora's, but it was a no go... The woman didn't give her name, but said some people at the castle would know who she is. Could have been more helpful, but she wasn't aggressive.

At least we found something pretty interesting! We located what looks like some sort of tomb or mausoleum. There were carvings on the door in a language I didn't recognize at all, which is...new. Tried opening the door, but it was too heavy for just the two of us. Ridiculously huge...

I'm damned curious. Winter's not that far away, but if enough people are interested, maybe we could head back out in that direction before the snow falls and see if we can get that thing open. I'm not interested in touching anyone's grave, but there could be something else in there. Any opportunity to learn more about this world is a good opportunity.

I need a little bit of a break and it looks like a bunch of people are on losses, but if anyone's up for it, maybe we could check it out in a couple of weeks or so. It's only a day or two away from the Dead Zone's border.

012 Unread Page(s) In Your Inbox

[is0latedthinker.livejournal.com]

( Hesam, Katara, Emil )

( Gibson )

[Alan seems a little sidetracked today. When he's not paying attention, he seems a bit more gruff than usual. In the morning, he'll be in the Ira Tower before heading down to the lobby. Later in the afternoon, you can find him wandering through the castle halls. He'll try to brush by those he passes with his arm or shoulder, and those who come in contact with him might find themselves the recipient of a rather nasty shock from static electricity.]

((Alan's the host of a Shard of Darkness! Feel free to bump into him wherever - he's not disguised, just more irritated than he would normally be. The static electricity is an evil scheme complete accident. [Edit as of 10/19 for specificity:Think of it as if he's just gone down a slide - irritating, but not too harmful.]))

☵

[inherbones.livejournal.com]

[Draco requires a lot of exercise and she hates being near the castle for very long so taking her mongoose dragon out for his walks is a win/win situation for both. Today she reins him in when she senses another person coming closer. They're far enough from the castle for such encounters to be rare so she's curious as to who it is.]

(no subject)

[msattentionspan]

Who: Faith Lehane and Damon Salvatore.
Where: The woods outside the city and back into the city to w/Out Benefits
What: Faith tries to handle her ticked off-ness about Wolverine leaving (oh and the rest of her life is fucked up too)
When: After she talks to "crazy" Fenris about him kidnapping a cat.
Notes: Animal death inside of here. Faith kills a dog. One of Mindy's dogs, to be exact. Also a hell of a lot of TL;DR.



( Why couldn't she just not care anymore? )

ｌｖｌ．１０ ✧ Ｈａｌｌｏｗ’ｓ Ｅｎｄ

[crymoore.livejournal.com]

[ ☙ACTION❧ ]

[ Outside of the castle is a fairly large bonfire, the area swept free of leaves so that there weren't any unfortunate accidents. When a leaf does pass through (which happens often), she lifts her right hand. With a bone-chilling wind enough to rival Northrend's own, the leaf will fall to the ground with a loud thud, fully encased in ice. Remaining untouched at her feet is a large pile of sticks bound together with various flowers stuck in between. Also nearby is her journal, open already to a page with PRIVATE written neatly across the top. She's heard tales of these books recording private moments and no one must know how she feels this very eve. ]

No one can seem to deny you anything.

[ Spoken to herself, but the words appear on the page as to be expected. ] If I stare hard enough into the flames, I can see them. Each and every face.. [ With the rise of her hand, the flames before her whirl around to play out the memory with vague humanoid shapes. In the midst of the action is a distinct pair weaving through the crowd, shaking the hands of the other sparks, eventually disappearing around the opposite end of the bonfire from which she sat. ]

Yet, I somehow did. [ Reaching over, she'll flip the page of the journal to start new. That was the point of this holiday, wasn't it? Yet, the branches remain bound and neglected on the ground. How can she purge herself of her burdens? Of him? ]

[ ☙DICTATED❧ ]

Hallow's End began today. [ Plainly spoken despite how cheerful she should be for an Azerothian holiday. ] Is there anyone from home that celebrates it here within Cair Paradisa? It would not do my reputation well if I were to skip out on the festivities early.

Fifteenth Flutter

[3-butterflies.livejournal.com]

[This pony has not been having a good week, and it's only Tuesday. Pinkie Pie is a statue, her friends are suffering losses, and now she's learned that Spike has been kidnapped. There is only so much a Pegasus can take.]

[Dictated.]

E-excuse me... I'm sorry to bother you all, but my good, dear friend Spike has been kidnapped... He's a baby dragon, so he needs all of our help... He's little, and purple, and green, so if you see him, please let me know...

... And... and the man who stole him, who wore armor, and is a 'jackass'...

... You shouldn't have... I mean, it wasn't nice to... If we could just talk...

[... No. No. You know what? This won't stand. Her voice is getting stronger...]

... Give... Spike... Back. Right now! Do you hear me? He's just a baby! What kind of terrible person tricks a baby with candy? You have got to be one of the meanest people in this entire castle! You better tell me where he is!

You do not - I repeat - you do not! Hurt! My! Friends!

(no subject)

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

I'm not I'm not I'm not I'm not I'm not I'm not I'm...

[Curled in a ball, Del is very securely wedged into a nook in the outer walls o the castle. After this event she didn't know what to do. Hands clamped over her ears, she's sniffling as she babbles to herself.

Her journal was dropped further down the path around the castle, all of her words muffled by the distance and her covering her face with her hands.]

Don't call me that, I... I'm not...

((ooc: Okay, feel free to see her. Any journal responses will come much later, but she'll probably respond in person. I need to head to work soon, just wanted to get this up ♥))