(no subject)

[wield]

( Private. )

I feel like every time I find myself settling down or getting into a routine this place slips something or teleports us somewhere to get me all wound up again. I had a good set schedule at home. Even if it involved getting my kid sister off to school durning the morning and staking vamps at night, at least it was reliable. [ She may or may not be serious about that last statement. ] Lesson learned, Paradisa: Don't get comfortable.

Here's to new beginnings and taking chances and all that stuff.

XI

[wilder]

( Colette/House Filter )

002 - Dictated

[azuredemonic]

What is required to access the Castle Net?

[He thinks this is a perfectly sensible and legitimate question okay, shut up guys he doesn't use computers]

And the one who so chose to write at me when I first arrived, I will have you answer me again. However you opt to does not matter to me, only that you do.

ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ

[confidente]

[ There is relatively loud exclamation of surprise in the background when the journal opens (or is knocked open, you never really know with it) followed by some more sounds, distress mostly and growing anger--what you would generally expect from a person who found something they were certainly not expecting. ]

Sherlock! [ It's faint at first, but the anger is unmistakeable when a door is slammed shut hurriedly. ]

Sherlock!

[ John marches into the kitchen, wrapped in his bathrobe, barely wet hair clinging to his forehead as it furrows in frustration. This is the last straw. He's had it. Little things have been nagging at him for weeks, little stupid things that didn't deserve more than a stern discussion (another chemical stain in the kitchen table, lungs where the leftovers used to be, waking up at two am to hammering--stupid things that are simply apart of living with Sherlock Holmes). ]

There are bees in the bathroom! The bloody--Why are there bees in the bathroom, Sherlock?


(ooc; open journal wise. they may both reply, if they feel so inclined. I WELCOME ALL THE THREAD JACKING.)

Syntax Error 07

[wizard_redfive]

[In the lobby this morning is a princess, sleeping peacefully on one of the available couches.

…Well not really. Actually it’s not a princess at all. It’s Dairine. However, she certainly looks the part today. Her normal clothes have been switched with a long velvet gown, soft and green. On one wrist is an emerald bracelet held together with glowing strings of the Speech. And is that a tiara on her head?

With a sigh, Dairine’s eyes flutter open. …Odd. This isn’t where she went to bed last night. She moves to push herself up—when she notices the change in her attire. There’s a loud yelp as Dairine jolts awake, her hands moving subconsciously to where her necklace should be.

Nothing.]

You have got to be kidding me!

((OCC: Loss start! Open to all, journal or action, while she’s asleep or awake. Super open to backtagging, so you don't miss your chance to see her. Have fun!))

07 - Insect Category | Action/voice

[radiantwingedone]

['voice'][ Hope that crash didn't startle anyone too much. It sounds like someone tripped over something metal, then fell and hit something else sturdy. Duke's only verbal reaction to this is a soft grunt of 'that hurt'. ]

[ Anyone heading past the fourth floor of the Satis Tower will find Duke half out of his doorway, holding his head. Judging by where he is - and what his hair is still on - he hit his head on the doornob. And the cause of this fall?

A set of armor sits like someone had shed it, not too far away from his feet. An armbrace sits innocently along one edge. Looks like someone found the castle's Christmas gift... with his feet. ]

─ one hundred & thirty-one

[amiable]

( kasanoda-san )

( jason )

thirtieth phase [ dictated / written ]

[walkinthruwalls]

You can thank Nudge for this, but it's [ been a quiet month. She stops herself from saying that, not wanting to jinx anything ] a nice way to pass the time. If you still have your old journal you can find the last census, survey, whatever you want to call it in it. If not? Er, welcome to the fun? It's one way to get to know people, anyway, and with how quickly people come and go... I'm going to get on with it.

[ And the next bit is written, lovely dark green ink this time ]

Name:
Hobbies:
One thing you've learned in Paradisa:
One thing you'd like to learn:

Name: Kitty Pryde
Hobbies: watching movies and spending time with friends
One thing you've learned in Paradisa: how to bake
One thing you'd like to learn: the piano. Someone was teaching me but they went home

And you can swap hobbies for skills or something else. Or whatever you do to relax or have fun if you do. Have fun.

[ ooc; previous surveys: location + year ]

06 [backdated to the afternoon of January 19]

[takethat]

( Edgeworth )

(no subject)

[caligulas_aquarium]

[Humans sleep at night, right? It seemed like the best time to try leaving his room, at least, considering from what he'd seen most of the residents here weren't nocturnal, or so he thought.

He's going to open his door slowly, leaning out of his room and examining the hallway outside; all clear from what he could tell, soooo he'll step outside as quickly as he can without making any noise and head downstairs.

Mainly because with everything going on, he was too caught up in his own stuff to remember you could wish for stuff here, namely food, resulting in his hunger finally getting to him.

Then once he finally gets to the kitchen, he's totally raiding everything. If he picks up something he doesn't like, he'll just put it back and keep looking, otherwise he'll finish whatever the hell it was he picked up cause it was more than likely delicious.]

[ooc: because being able to avoid your loss by hanging around in your room is lame, I'm throwing him on out there. Hallways on the way down or the kitchen itself, your choice, but this troll clearly needs to be bothered in the most awkward situation ever]

#007 The Roaring Twenties

[hosting]

[It's that time of the month again! The Host Club is once more opening its doors for business, this time with a couple of new additions and a couple of losses... The ballroom has been completely transformed into a 1920s style speakeasy.

A few hosts are serving behind the bar, namely Allen, Maladict and Cole, all of them dressed in this bartender outfit. The rest of the hosts are dotted around the room dressed in this attractive outfit, complete with the hat. There are two notable exceptions to this - one of which is Haruhi, who is dressed in a flapper dress, and Tamaki who is dressed in a white suit.

There are tables for playing poker, chips provided, as well as three American Pool tables to have a go on. By the door, there are racks of dresses and suits in 1920s style, in case any of the guests wish to take part in the theme themselves - manning the racks is Delta, instructed to persuade the guests to take part and compliment them on their new look.

Come on and all and enjoy the club!]

[ooc: Please wait for the sections THE SECTIONS ARE UP - one for host club members to mingle and discuss the theme, and one for guests. Feel free to threadjack around in both sections, talk to your fellow hosts, your fellow guests, and everyone in beteween!]