Chwe Deg Un: Waking Up

[kinky-stopwatch.livejournal.com]

[There's a snuffle and a bump before Ianto finally coughs to announce his presence]

Ah, hello.

I appear to have been under the influence of the castle for the last month but I'm okay.

I just wanted to check on everyone. Barney, Gefynen, Ash...Jack? Are you all...are you all here, are you okay?

Entrée de Journal Soixante et Trois: Wakey Wakey

[malfoy-purity.livejournal.com]

A month! I was asleep for a whole bleeding month! Merlin's beard I hate this place. It's constantly messing with your head.

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[deathsizing.livejournal.com]

[Well, this is... What is this? All this red and green and... Bells? Are those bells? This is all so very completely rediculous. JJ is giving his 'bah humbug' impressions, and it's not even intentional. So far he's been doing his best to try and remove these useless festive decorations from his living area, trying to find some sort of explanation for who the hell could have put them there as he flipped through his journal. It seemed that it was fairly recent, as there was little written at this point about the whole thing. When did this snow come? And did this all just show up overnight? He pinches at the bridge of his nose, making his way down the hallways of Paradisa towards the kitchen, trying to remain blissfully ignorant of all this... Stuff. Where he came from, Christmas was a painfully formal event. Not at all with this plastic and greenery. Only suits and champagne and a break from the daily stresses of murder into a whole different world of stress-- trying to appease the higher ups and keep the guests entertained for the next forty eight hours. New Years was a bigger issue. This had nothing to do with his Christmas. In fact, he wasn't even making the connection. Unfortunately, due to his eyes being closed as he walked down that expanse of hallway, this makes him an easy target as he practically walks into a low flying turtledove. He sputters with a face full of feathers, journal slipping from its place in his jacket and to the ground.]

[OOC:: open to actions, dictation, karma, and farie shenanigans.]

5th Gate - Riding In A One Horse Open Sleigh

[peacockherald.livejournal.com]

[Vanyel did not know much about this 'Christmas' holiday that people were going on about, but the Castle had more than enough readings on it. Truthfully, it sounded like a nice holiday, a time to celebrate family, friends, and if you were more religious, a time to help renew one's faith. His world had nothing like it, but Yfandes seemed to find great pleasure in the holiday, especially the merry little jingles that some of the books told them about. She found the one about a reindeer named Rudolph terribly amusing and rather heroic. Vanyel found her fascination with them in and of itself amusing.

And through numerous readings and pictures provided, it came to pass Yfandes wanted to help spread some of this Christmas cheer that all the books talked about. Vanyel had no reason to protest, and he could use a break from working in his workroom in the Chimera headquarters. Not all the wards were set yet, and it was draining, attempting to set them just right. It would have been so much easier with Savil....

Still, a little break would hurt no one, and Yfandes did so like to look pretty. 

So the children of the village and castle would be in for a treat that day. A brilliant white horse, as shiny as new snow and hooves of silver and eyes of brightest blue, would come prancing into town, a small sleigh being towed behind her. Jingle bells shook as she walked, her own hooves chiming in the snow, her mane and tail braided with red ribbons and little silver bells. Vanyel could only smile warmly as she kept telling him again and again how much like a young filly she felt, all ready for the spring.

So, if anyone wants a sleigh ride, come and get it. If you ask nicely, Yfandes might agree to even let some of you older folk enjoy a quick ride. Vanyel, for his part, his going to walk with her, smiling and enjoying her company and the spirit of the season they had read so much about in the past few days, a small bit of relief they both so dearly needed.]

[ooc: Open to all! As it says, if you come and ask nicely, even if you aren't a child, she might let you have a ride - because yes, she can ultimately decided that and there will be nothing Vanyel can do about it. You are, of course, free to give the pretty horse a treat <3 And talk to Vanyel at your leisure. Kisses possible, btw]

[Voice/Action]

[beyondimagining.livejournal.com]

[Will wakes early, not knowing why he felt like he needed to be awake.  He glances around his room, and then hastily jumps out of bed as he spots the window,  It was snowing!

He stays by the window long enough to know that this was real snow.  The kind of gloriously heavy thick snow that would cover everything and make the outdoors perfect for sledding and all kinds of fun.

And then he is rushing to get dressed and find his hat and gloves.  At last he grabs his coat and goes rushing outside and down the stairs to the lobby.  He shouts his news into the journal and then to everyone he meets.

..The few that were out this early.  Have fun with a Will that is acting like a child for once.]

Look!  It's snowing!

(no subject)

[gwaine.livejournal.com]

Who: Gwaine and whoever else is at the house B)
What: Snowed in and shirtless. At least there are no strange creatures that could cause havoc hanging around...
When: Today!
Where: The house
Rating: C for crack.


( for your entertainment )

ღ 4; dicatated;

[shutupweiss.livejournal.com]

[ Hey, Paradisa! The most eloquent, sophisticated of your lady folk has begun to notice that people are acting more peculiar than usual and that... it is snowing. She has decided to express her opinion on these things. ]

What the fuck is wrong with this shitty castle?

[ Reply, or action her somewhere! Open to fairy shenanigans too! ♥ Just be careful, she does bite. ]

spam :(

[gevurah]

( private )

( corporal maladict & clark kent )

( stephanie brown )

Vriska: Indulge in geniality.

[thiefoflight.livejournal.com]

[There are the sounds of fluttering wings and chattering fangs recorded in the journal as a voice is heard, right in the middle of two large doors opening.

Someone doesn't sound at all amused.]

Oh my god! What the hell is with all that white stuff?

[If one sees the troll in person, she will flip her hood back from her head, hands ruffling through her hair. Snowflakes fall to the floor to melt and blue lips move to produce a scowl.]

I tell you, this place is so stupid sometimes! And pointless! I mean, why the hell does it have to do such glorious things?

[Urk.]

Such pleasant things!

[What the hell?]

Ugh! And what's the deal with those cute little fairies?

[Eyes widen... Did she actually say that? No. No, we're just going to ignore all that...]

_{(ooc. LOSS START and OPEN! Open via journal, open in person. OPEN FOR KISSES, PLANNED AND UNPLANNED. Pretty much, if you want to talk to Vriska, now's your time to do it! ::::D)}

(no subject)

[mal-addict.livejournal.com]

Who: Brock and Maladict
What: Utterly failing to find Joshua and being assaulted by fairies.
When: December 5th
Where: Out in the Paradisan wilderness, on the powered side.
Rating: Proobably no more than PG-13.

( Squishy and prone to hypothermia )

21st Death

[twisted-baroque.livejournal.com]

[going outside today will net you one confused member of the Koriel going full out WTF at the weather. it's cold and he can't help but flinch everytime snow falls on him because Dextera has never been in a situation where something cold didn't hurt him. but so far he's deemed it safe to wander around and try and figure out exactly what was going on.

oddly enough, the strange fireflies wandering around the area don't bother him at all. they're pretty but apparently harmless. so far, anyways....]

[ooc: open for kissing shenanigans, planed or unplaned.]

Discoveries [Closed]

[peacockherald.livejournal.com]

Who: Vanyel & Apollo 
What: Vanyel is bringing in Yfandes after their day of joy bringing, and meets a friend in the barn - where there are sugarplum fairies. 
When: After this
Where: in the barn
Warnings: sugarplum fairies, kissings, freaking out

( And Sugarplum Fairies danced in their heads.... )

001 ( dictated / action )

[grandpakku.livejournal.com]

[ Pakku had been wandering for only a few short moments before he discovered the journal. His expression was stern, emphasizing his lack of amusement for whatever it was that was going on. A trick? Some mind game? How could it be so? ]

There had best be a good… Oh? [ His words trailed off as he watched his words inscribe themselves on the last bare page. Something similar to delight, though he wouldn’t call it that, traced his lips as he ran his fingers over it. ]

Well isn’t this interesting? The Avatar would love to see this. [ Though he wasn’t sure what made Aang come to mind so quick. Perhaps the fact that he just seen him but a few weeks ago. ] Intriguing.

[ And as quickly as it had humored him, he became uninterested with it, shutting the journal and tucking it under his arm before proceeding down the hall. ]

Something tells me we aren’t home anymore, book. Best to find a familiar face to tell us what’s going on.

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[wolfuncaged.livejournal.com]

[It's not been a super fun week for Fenris, not that this is anything usual. Fenris' entire LIFE is never super fun. He'd been enjoying cave exploring with Hawke, up until his loss had dragged him back. He'd tried to find her again, of course, but only to be brought back to the castle again before he could do so.

It can not be stated enough how much he really, really hates his loss. And now it's snowing, which he isn't a big fan of. Tevinter is tropical, and even Kirkwall isn't all that cold. He's almost regretting his lack of shoes now, as he stands by the main doors of the castle, glaring at the snow like it insulted his mother. His journal his nearby to record his distaste ]

I have never seen such a heavy snow before. Does it get worse than this? I do not relish being trapped inside the castle for months on end. [Because that's what happens with heavy snow, right?]

[[ooc: Journal or open, also open for planned and unplanned kisses, have at!]]

#005 All the kisses

[daddyhost.livejournal.com]

[Whereas most people might be sensible enough to avoid the new floating addition to the castle, even if they didn't know what it did yet, one of those people was not Suoh Tamaki.

Oh no.

Instead, Tamaki has decided that these fireflies (because that's what he thinks they are) will look wonderful scattered around the ballroom for the next club meeting.

...So he is deliberately trying to catch them. Good job, Host King.

He's running around the lobby, grin on his face and small net in his hand as he stalked his prey like a very attractively dressed lion.]

[ooc: Open for kisses, action only, planned or unplanned.]

22 blueprints -- Dictated -- backdated to late 12/1

[teds-up.livejournal.com]

[Filtered to Aradia's Friends and those concerned about her general well-being. Occurs some time after this.]

Hey guys. [Ted's tone is casual, but a bit drained and definitely a bit on-edge]

...Aradia's back in her room. She's-- [Broken? Offline?]-- out cold.

[A sigh.] Whatever she was doing with the TARDIS' heart, or whatever... It took a lot out of her.

... You can come see her, if you want. Just-- try to be quiet, alright?

(no subject)

[emit.livejournal.com]

Who: Kallen (emit) and Rookie (helljumped)
What: Fricking fairies
When: December 5th, evening time
Where: Hallway, then room 707
Rating: ... idk

( It was December in Paradisa, the fifth to be exact. )

97.1 - the first thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me ...

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

[instead of Leonard Cohen, this week, you all get Twisted Sister's rendition of White Christmas. yep. enjoy that]

Hey hey hey, ho ho ho, welcome to winter, Paradisa! To be honest, I'm surprised it didn't all just fall down in one giant fucking sheet and give concussions to anyone who happened to be standin' outside at the time. If you haven't figured it out by now, this is your ol' buddy Hard Harry, comin' at you with a week's worth of news to peruse.

Newbies! Say hello to Jon, Henry, Carson, Eridian, Pakku, if you see any of 'em around. Also, if anyone needs some extra Caisos for the holidays, the Pie Hole is looking for a baker. And if folks were worrying about that "tick tock" thing that was goin' around ... I ... have a feelin' we won't have to stress about that randomly invadin' our brains anymore. The thing that was settin' it off is over with. I heard it from a pretty reliable source.

... Shit, that's really it for the news? Come on, you guys, there's gotta be some dirt I missed. Or is this the calm before the Nor'Easter? If it is, let's start takin' some holiday bets. What do you guys think this pile of rocks is gonna get up to this December?

I'm also takin' requests for music - if nobody sends me in anythin', I'm gonna be taking a trick outta the book from all the radio stations back home, and playin' Christmas music every week til' the holiday hits the road... with my own usual twist on it, of course.

[enjoy the rest of that Twisted Sister Christmas album, everyone.]

001

[blackhawkmage.livejournal.com]

--st be some sort of magic. A book that writes what I say; then it does have a bit of magic on it. Yet why would there be a book with my name in it, seemingly for the purpose of writing what I say, that only has one page left to fill? That seems rather pointless.

No matter. It is not that important right now. For now, I must find my way out of this castle and then figure out where exactly it is that I have wound up.

Surely there is an exit around here somewhere.

003

[daisy-wick.livejournal.com]

Does anyone know what it means when someone's name plate disappears off of their door? I've been trying to talk to Angela Montenegro all day, but when I went to visit her....

I'm still pretty new around here, but I've heard of people leaving for unexplained reasons.

[She sounds sad. Really sad. Angela was always nice to her and she knew this was probably going to affect Dr. Brennan. It would certainly affect Sweets too]

Is that...what happened?