paradisalost | Apr. 14th, 2011

Apr. 14th, 2011

hard-talker.livejournal.com

( The Castle (Private) )

[about half an hour after that little private meltdown, Mark can be found outside. he's dug a small hole in the dirt near the duck pond, and he's ringed it with rocks. he's sitting in a plastic lawn chair, ripping pages out of the journal and tossing them into the hole, occasionally dousing them with a large bottle of lighter fluid. it doesn't matter that the pages keep respawning themselves - or that the whole thing is really an act of futility.

he just wants to see something burn.

and if he happens to be ripping one page out over and over and over, for a little while?

so be it.]

integrability.livejournal.com

[This was getting most tiresome. Waking up yet again in a new place, devoid of the bodyguard she had acquired the previous day, Integra was getting most irritated at her captor.

Slipping out of bed, she padded barefoot over to the other, surprised to find it held a woman this time. Did this mean anything? Were they all captives?]

Excuse me?

[ooc: Loss continues, for Amoretta Virgine.]

autophoenix.livejournal.com

I celebrated my 19th birthday by using a magical crystal to go help interview a cat lady and her talking cat. I'm not sure if that's one to cross off the bucket list or one to be added to things I never thought I'd say.

It feels like this place manages to make my life weirder every month I spend here -- which, by the way, I'm up to six now. That alone feels kind of surreal. If I were back home, it'd be ... geez. Midterms for classes I hadn't even signed up for yet? Scary thought. Is there anyone here who hasn't actually totally neglected their education? Talk about troopers.

Anyway. Uh, I was just using this thing because I got to thinking. I know I talked to Lavi about it before, but who's in charge of the Pie Hole these days?

walkinthruwalls

[ when Kitty wakes up this morning she knows that something's wrong. For one, she's never usually this enveloped by the covers, and two... she has fur. And when she tries to talk... meow. This wasn't good.

Jumping from her bed she ran to her door, glad when she ran through it rather than into it and proceeded to walk down the corridor, occasionally walking into someone's room before back out. Help? ]

[ ooc; kitty loss starts! Feel free to find her in the corridor or your room! ]

inmylight-comdr.livejournal.com

( Room 1510 filter )

cloakand_danger

( [Peace Patrol] )

( [Reno of the Turks] )

((ooc: God, this is so overdue ;; I'm leaving for work in a couple hours, but I have Mondays off, so I'll be around to tag then! ^_^; ))

ruined-jaw.livejournal.com

[So, as a result of his "conversation" with Asuka, and Mark's meltdown as a result of The Doctor going crazy, Jono isn't feeling very good about himself. He sitting up on the roof, his legs dangling over the edge, jacket discarded beside him, and it looks like he tried to tape up his torso again...but he didn't do a very good job of it. There are large gaps in his covering job, leaking small tongues of flame here and there, and there are several ruined strips of tape surrounding him, showing his numerous failures. He's got his guitar and amp with him, as always, and is playing a tune. His desire for privacy obviously means that someone should come along and bother him.]

[Filtered to the nosy girl who wanted to know if anyone had terrible powers]

{Next time y'get curious 'bout a particular group of people...don' bloody insult 'em right outta th' gate.}

[/Filter]

[He adds in another filter later, after he's had a chance to cool off a bit.]

[Filtered to Lana Lang]

{Still up fer escortin' me t'th' shootin' range? I could use th' distraction right 'bout now.}

[/Filter]

☻ piss off

huntersdaughter

[Away from Jilly]

I'd like to make a final push for this weekend. I want to get the gallery done and ready to open on Sunday if possible. If it's not possible, then I'm going to shoot for next Saturday.

Right now, all I've got left to do is the detail work and then getting art to actually hang.

I've got a few of Jilly's pieces, but if anyone else has any they'd like to loan, I'd appreciate it.

Also - hands to help with the clean-up and finishing hanging things and painting over the spots where I slipped and got color on the ceiling.

[there's a pause, as she takes a breath]

I just want her to have something good come from this month and the sooner I can show her -- I think it'll help.

[ooc: Info Post Here]

lionbeforelambs.livejournal.com

( Icecrown Manor )

explorationist.livejournal.com

[Today Coraline just wants to relax without any stress of the last month. Saying it has sucked would be an understatement. So, where do you go when you're overly stressed?

The Seasons Room!

And she'll be in there in a swimming suit, lounging on a towel, some black sunglasses over her eyes]

This place has it's positive parts, I'll admit that.

shadow-immortal.livejournal.com

( Private )

( Django )

[eventually, Dainn had to get out of the castle -- or at least away from any mirrors. So there's a man smoking near the entrance to the castle.

if you get close enough, you may notice he looks a lot like Django.]

[ooc: loss start and open.]

arcade-god.livejournal.com

( Filter - Quorra )

So. Anybody want to give me the scoop on this CastleNet thing?

[ooc: Backdated to 4/10.]

wearethemeta.livejournal.com

[There's an entry in angular, scratchy writing, forceful enough to tear through the page in places. Constant in the background is a sort of rumbling, self-satisfied purring, as from a very large, predatory beast.]

( Filtered to Rinzler )

fauconnerie.livejournal.com

[ well, it's been a week and he's still stuck like this. fantastic. and it seems he can't... morph anything with wings. might as well try something else to get that feeling of freedom back then.

so there's a nice-looking white horse emerging from the stables. it looks around, shakes its head and starts trotting across the castle grounds.

stops.

picks up speed.

stops again.

and then trots once more.

before making his way across castle grounds, towards town and the forest surrounding it.

feel free to catch DIS HORSE ANYWHERE. he is friendly. B) ]

dontpatr0nizeme

The AI Omega is out of captivity and on the loose in the castle. He is highly dangerous, and apparently no longer requires an open radio to transfer himself. He is highly aggressive and dangerous. If anyone you know starts acting oddly aggressive with the occasional evil laughter? They may be the one he jumped to.

Tell me if you see any signs of him.

And Texas, this means you have no excuse to shoot me anymore. Sorry to disappoint.

[Maine]
Well, you're probably going to be getting the chance to try to prove you can handle one of them when he finds you. I'm sorry.

endlessmagic.livejournal.com

Who: Terezi and Beatrice
What: A troll decides to meet with another troll. What could go wrong?
When: 4/14
Where: castle lobby
Rating: P...G????

( Read more... )

madandbad.livejournal.com

[Armed with an iPod and her singing not-quite-talent and followed by her quintet of Bits—the Quinbits—Harley's strutting her stuff through the halls to the kitchen for a late-night snack.]

♫ Why do I always feel I'm in the twilight zone and ♫

[DRAMATIC POSE + HIGH NOTE]

♫ I ALWAYS FEEL LIKE SOMEBODY'S WATCHING MEEEEEEEEEEE (AND I HAVE NO PRIVACY) ♫

[Quinbits are circling wildly.]

Don't worry, babies, mama's gonna get you food. Look, here's the kitchen! Bon appetit!

[There's a rousing chorus of YES in answer. Four flit to various outlets located close by. The last heads straight to the microwave.]

Want me to turn that on for you, Groucho?

[And here's Harley skipping over to the microwave. She fiddles with the buttons, but it doesn't turn on. Groucho's muttering NO and sinking in disappointment.]

Don't worry, baby! Mama'll get it for you!

[And she kicks the microwave.

This is the entire first floor shaking from the BOOM.]

[OOC: OPEN OPEN OPEN. When something's being this loud, it's doubtful there's any privacy involved. By the way, if you need the microwave any time soon...don't. You won't be getting it. Destruction approved.]

advocacies.livejournal.com

( filtered to all the good guys and ladies + sincere people who would want to help )

( anyone looking for ashura )

[ and with all that done, karen will be hovering about the city, eying everything right now with a renewed interest. finding out dozens of innocent people disappeared from right under your nose can leave a bitter taste in your mouth, especially when it’s your damn job to protect people. ]

[ ooc: last part’s open for anyone in the city. :) ]

whichswan.livejournal.com

Where am I?

~~Is there anyone called "Angel" here?~~ Who brought me here?

[ You may also find Nina at the clinic, sitting upright on her bed and anxiously flipping through the journal. Strike-through is visible if you look for it. ]

itsallinthebook.livejournal.com

Dear Princess Celestia...

You're writing a diary entry, Twilight. Not a letter.

Dear Diary,

This is kind of embarrassing, but I'm not in Ponyville anymore. I'm not really sure where I am. It's pretty, and it reminds me of the castle back home. It makes me a little bit homesick, actually.

I don't know if anyone else from home is here. I miss everyone already. At least I have my magic, even if I - well, I'll deal with not having my Cutie Mark anymore. It's better that than losing something like my horn or my mane or something like that.

I don't really recognize anyone, and I feel kind of like a seahorse out of water. I need to find a library, or see if I can find my books or a map or something.

So, I guess I'm off to do that. I'll write more later.

~~Your most devoted student~~

~ Twilight Sparkle

eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com

[With everything that's happened the past week, the disappearances, the Doctor going crazy and hurting Mark, Nora feels like she has to do SOMETHING. She can't fight, she can't magically find Ashura or Peter, but she CAN try to inspire people that things can and will get better.

So, she's started an art project.... in the lobby. She's been down there all day, drawing on the floor in the middle of the lobby with chalk. Sure, it won't last forever, but permanence isn't the point.

However, what fun is drawing on the floor with chalk if you're not doing it with friends?]

[Mark and all the kids in the castle]

I'm doing a giant art project in the lobby and could use a few hands.

[/filter]

[She's currently on her hands and knees, face, hands, arms, legs, clothes, even her hair all have streaks of different colors of chalk. The picture is massive, taking up most of the floor and just waiting for people to add to it.]

((ooc: Come help her draw on the flooooooor!! Just... pretend that picture is actually chalk, not pen and colored pencil :P))

reset-week.livejournal.com

( Telepaths )

( People who know about demons )

[if anyone's at the clinic tonight, they'll find Kaito, sitting on a bed, writing a note. nearby are a few bottles of asprin. the note's just to explain that he's taken them.]

[open to anyone who would have a reason to be in the clinic.]

colorlesschild.livejournal.com

[A yawn... and then sudden cry of alarm... and then a strange thump, like someone bumping into the ceiling.]

...Um.

I can't get down.

Help please.

{{OOC: Loss start! Sora's currently in the hallway, bumping against the ceiling like a balloon.}}

iammaximus.livejournal.com

[ Alright, the second he cracked his eyes open he realized that something was amiss. For starters, while the feel of the grass against his hooves was familiar, the scenery was not. Thus, while he cocked his head off to one side and shot a calculating and none-too-pleased glower at the nearest person, he snorted abruptly.

Following what might appear to be an indignant huff, Maximus lowered his head to the ground and proceeded to sniff at it in an almost comical manner. Anyone lucky enough to be outdoors would find themselves face to face with a stallion who was clearly on a mission, he doesn't seem to miss a beat as he sniffed his way clear across the courtyard to the entrance of the castle. He's come to one certain conclusion; this is not the castle he serves. After rearing back, he kicked the doors open, with his ears folded back, and gave the contents of the lobby a suspicious glance.

What do, lobby goers? It would be best not to point and laugh, he's likely to react badly. Not that being displaced is disorienting or anything. He's the head of the Royal Guard, he doesn't afraid of anything. ]

hyuuga

( filtered to anyone interested in a book club )

((ooc: back-dated to late afternoon/early evening.))

demonlordling.livejournal.com

...With the behavior here, it feels more like I've stumbled into Bedlam.

The townsfolk were native, were they not? Are they descended from ones brought here? I can't imagine their bloodlines being entirely pure without any outside resources.

~~But beggars can't be choosers.~~

integrability.livejournal.com

[Another day, another room; and Integra found herself waking in another strange room. Yet this time there was no stranger in another bed, there was... a creature... hanging upside down.

She had been taught, of course, about monsters of the night. But Walter and her father had been careful about not exposing her to them so young.]

You...!

[ooc: Loss continues, for Maladict]

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