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formersocialiteWho: Vivian and Gunn.
What: Bringing in New Years.
When: New Year's Eve/New Years Day
Where: On the castle roof.
( read on )
What: Bringing in New Years.
When: New Year's Eve/New Years Day
Where: On the castle roof.
( read on )
Jan. 2nd, 2012
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succubitchWho: Lilah Morgan AND You
What: Drunken shenanigans
When: Backdated to New Year's eve/Early New Year's morning
Where: The gardens
Rating: PG-13. Will change if it gets worse
( I Thought Drinking Just To Get Drunk Was A Waste Of Precious Booze )
What: Drunken shenanigans
When: Backdated to New Year's eve/Early New Year's morning
Where: The gardens
Rating: PG-13. Will change if it gets worse
( I Thought Drinking Just To Get Drunk Was A Waste Of Precious Booze )
06-dictated; [Backdated to yesterday]
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heal-theworld.livejournal.comHappy New Year's Day, everyone. ...Well, as happy as it can be. [Practically everybody's hungover... including her. Nobody told her all the drinks were going to turn alcoholic. So she spent her New Year's Eve into day a bit drunk, but she's better now. She wouldn't be a self-respecting healer if she couldn't heal her own headaches, thank you.] I can heal headaches, if anybody's interested. Other symptoms... not so much.
( [Filtered to Colette] )
( [Filtered to Yuan] )
( [Filtered to Colette] )
( [Filtered to Yuan] )
borgiararity.livejournal.comWho: Lucrezia and YOU!
What: The morning after, the hangover.
When: January 1
Where: The Lobby
( she say she usually don't )
What: The morning after, the hangover.
When: January 1
Where: The Lobby
( she say she usually don't )
first lesson;
Jan. 2nd, 2012 12:34 pmjustpouncing.livejournal.com[ Dictated; after the sounds of things crashing and breaking are done with... ]
Wh—what's going on?! Timon?! Pumbaa! Where are you guys?
[ There are even more sounds now, little paws scrambling about, things being knocked over, claws scratching at the walls, windows, and door. ]
This isn't funny, you guys! Where did you put me? Let me out of here! Is this some sort of test?! I thought we were friends already! ...Oh wait, then does that mean I'm failing? I'm not supposed to panic, right?
Okay, okay! Hakuna Matata! I'm fine. Keep me in here as long as you want, I'll definitely pass! [ A beat, then more quietly. ] I wonder if there's any food in here... This is a really weird looking cave.
[ ooc; Lion cub in the lobby, if you wanna run into him! Dictated as well. It's not like he can open doors... ]
Wh—what's going on?! Timon?! Pumbaa! Where are you guys?
[ There are even more sounds now, little paws scrambling about, things being knocked over, claws scratching at the walls, windows, and door. ]
This isn't funny, you guys! Where did you put me? Let me out of here! Is this some sort of test?! I thought we were friends already! ...Oh wait, then does that mean I'm failing? I'm not supposed to panic, right?
Okay, okay! Hakuna Matata! I'm fine. Keep me in here as long as you want, I'll definitely pass! [ A beat, then more quietly. ] I wonder if there's any food in here... This is a really weird looking cave.
[ ooc; Lion cub in the lobby, if you wanna run into him! Dictated as well. It's not like he can open doors... ]
imnot_likeyou[there's the rustle of pages flipping, before Sam starts talking]
You know, I've been saying to a lot of people recently that it would be "three years in Januray," and ...
I think I've always known that it was a long time, but it didn't really sink in how long that is until right now. Especially with everything else that happens around here, and the short trips everyone else gets.
[a long pause]
Anyway. Happy anniversary to me.
[and with that, the journal will close for a little while. He'll be back, though.]
You know, I've been saying to a lot of people recently that it would be "three years in Januray," and ...
I think I've always known that it was a long time, but it didn't really sink in how long that is until right now. Especially with everything else that happens around here, and the short trips everyone else gets.
[a long pause]
Anyway. Happy anniversary to me.
[and with that, the journal will close for a little while. He'll be back, though.]
reset-week.livejournal.com( private )
[there's one King of Bel hanging around town today, finally getting around to exploring it. he likes it so far and it feels nice to be around other people but there's still that old feeling of unease. did being in his postion really make him this paranoid?]
Come on Kaito, you're just sight seeing. Nothing to be worried about.
[there's one King of Bel hanging around town today, finally getting around to exploring it. he likes it so far and it feels nice to be around other people but there's still that old feeling of unease. did being in his postion really make him this paranoid?]
Come on Kaito, you're just sight seeing. Nothing to be worried about.
gottaknockhard.livejournal.com[Typical with free vacations from the castle, Spike has been more or less out of commission since Paris and that whole incident. Cuts and bruises are already well on their way to healing, but for some valid reasons, he hasn't felt like going out. Maybe it wouldn't have been as bad if he hadn't spent most of his time stubbornly avoiding the clinic, and treating concussion symptoms like "persistent headaches" with insomnia and alcohol. Generally, he's had mixed results.
Today though, he brakes down and does what he should have done before: steal medicine from the clinic when nobody is looking. It's a simple plan. Timing is just right, since there's some sort of commotion going on outside (whatever it is, he doesn't want to know). All he has to do is find where they keep the painkillers and he should be in and out.]
( cut for length )
( Gren )
ooc: open to running into at the clinic... or catching him being slick haha;;
Today though, he brakes down and does what he should have done before: steal medicine from the clinic when nobody is looking. It's a simple plan. Timing is just right, since there's some sort of commotion going on outside (whatever it is, he doesn't want to know). All he has to do is find where they keep the painkillers and he should be in and out.]
( cut for length )
( Gren )
ooc: open to running into at the clinic... or catching him being slick haha;;
if you're hungover, deal with it yourself
Jan. 2nd, 2012 05:40 pmstateofatrophy.livejournal.comWho: Clinic people! And anybody else who cares to visit.
What: Clinic is the new place to be.
When: The first week of the year.
Where:Your closet Cair Paradisa Clinic
Notes: Actionspam or prose welcome.
House pours himself a cup of the previously-brewed coffee and takes a sip. He sets it down on the table.
"This coffee is a disgrace."
What: Clinic is the new place to be.
When: The first week of the year.
Where:
Notes: Actionspam or prose welcome.
House pours himself a cup of the previously-brewed coffee and takes a sip. He sets it down on the table.
"This coffee is a disgrace."
modernholmes.livejournal.com[So... he was back to being Conan again. And Ran was upset. She tried to hide it, but he could always tell.
She'd been crying again. Over that stupid detective who could never stay with her long enough.
He'd never wanted to hurt her, but it seemed like it was all he could ever do.
Conan sits and broods in his room, until he can't stand it any more. His thoughts just kept going in circles, trying to find a way out of the impossible situation he was in. He grabs his journal and jots down a quick note.]
I'm going outside to play.
[And then he was scooping up his soccerball and headed outside into the hallway and down the stairs. Maybe
kicking a ball around would clear his head.]
She'd been crying again. Over that stupid detective who could never stay with her long enough.
He'd never wanted to hurt her, but it seemed like it was all he could ever do.
Conan sits and broods in his room, until he can't stand it any more. His thoughts just kept going in circles, trying to find a way out of the impossible situation he was in. He grabs his journal and jots down a quick note.]
I'm going outside to play.
[And then he was scooping up his soccerball and headed outside into the hallway and down the stairs. Maybe
kicking a ball around would clear his head.]
chosengigolo.livejournal.com[backdated to earlier today before Hard Harry's broadcast]
Hey...has anyone happen to get their stuff stolen by a large purple lizard thing?
Hey...has anyone happen to get their stuff stolen by a large purple lizard thing?
Scroll twenty one
Jan. 2nd, 2012 06:41 pmhuffythedragon.livejournal.com[After his kerfuffle with Toothless, Spike's growth spurt has finally reached adulthood. What does that mean?
Well, mostly it means you have a 40 foot tall wingless dragon stopping about outside your castle. The power of speech has left him completely, as has his sense of reason. He's clambering over walls, snatching up random things to add to his hoard, leaving a trail of destruction in his wake.
Might be a good idea to find a way to deal with this rampage before he starts adding PEOPLE to his list of things to steal]
[[ooc: OPEN AS THE DAY IS LONG]]
Well, mostly it means you have a 40 foot tall wingless dragon stopping about outside your castle. The power of speech has left him completely, as has his sense of reason. He's clambering over walls, snatching up random things to add to his hoard, leaving a trail of destruction in his wake.
Might be a good idea to find a way to deal with this rampage before he starts adding PEOPLE to his list of things to steal]
[[ooc: OPEN AS THE DAY IS LONG]]
emergency broadcast system
Jan. 2nd, 2012 06:58 pmhard-talker.livejournal.com[a very loud, high-pitched, sustained beep sounds over the journals, in lieu of the usual music]
This is NOT a test of the Emergency Broadcast System, we've got a problem on our hands. In case anyone hasn't noticed, THERE IS A FUCKING DRAGON OUTSIDE WRECKING SHIT. I'm broadcasting from the Doc's TARDIS, and if you can't get there, get to the basement ... If walls start comin' down, you all oughta get your asses somewhere safe.
If you need an escort, lemme know and I'll have someone from the Peace Patrol come get you... I've got more news for all of you, but uh, it's gonna hafta wait until later. For now, get your asses to safety!!
This is NOT a test of the Emergency Broadcast System, we've got a problem on our hands. In case anyone hasn't noticed, THERE IS A FUCKING DRAGON OUTSIDE WRECKING SHIT. I'm broadcasting from the Doc's TARDIS, and if you can't get there, get to the basement ... If walls start comin' down, you all oughta get your asses somewhere safe.
If you need an escort, lemme know and I'll have someone from the Peace Patrol come get you... I've got more news for all of you, but uh, it's gonna hafta wait until later. For now, get your asses to safety!!
Mission Eighteen
Jan. 2nd, 2012 08:08 pmdarkest-snow.livejournal.com[being back in the castle is strange. She's been taking a few days to herself to get used to it again. It's hard, especially when her memories of life in Paris are still in her mind. But now she's ready to explore the rest of the castle]
I never thought I would be back here. And Hilshire isn't with me again.
I never thought I would be back here. And Hilshire isn't with me again.
(no subject)
Jan. 2nd, 2012 09:29 pmexanimatus.livejournal.comWho: Zelman & Batgirl
What: What could possibly go wrong besides everything.
When: 3AM on a Monday night.
Where: The city rooftops!
Rating: PG...? 8(
( got yourself another hour, and you gave half of it to me. )
What: What could possibly go wrong besides everything.
When: 3AM on a Monday night.
Where: The city rooftops!
Rating: PG...? 8(
( got yourself another hour, and you gave half of it to me. )
(no subject)
Jan. 2nd, 2012 10:08 pmgunnfire.livejournal.comWho: Gunn, Wes, and Fred
What: New Years Eve drinking at Caritas.
When: The night of the 31st!
Where: Caritas.
Rating: PG-13 for drunken shenanigans.
( Read more... )
What: New Years Eve drinking at Caritas.
When: The night of the 31st!
Where: Caritas.
Rating: PG-13 for drunken shenanigans.
( Read more... )
third dream
Jan. 2nd, 2012 10:11 pmflailingfelt.livejournal.com[Kermit is sitting in the lobby on top of one of the couches, gazing wistfully out the window] Gosh, it sure is pretty out there. All that snow, like something out of an old painting or a Christmas card. I wish I could go out in it and see everything, but ... well ... I'm kind of stuck inside until it warms up. The perils of being cold-blooded, I guess...
[he swings his feet a little and looks over at the journal] I just realized, I never wished everyone Happy New Year. What year is it, anyway? Are the calendars different here?
[he swings his feet a little and looks over at the journal] I just realized, I never wished everyone Happy New Year. What year is it, anyway? Are the calendars different here?