Entrée de Journal Soixante-Cinq: Full Moon

[malfoy_purity]

[Draco has locked himself in his room. Deciding to avoid the wolves at all costs. After meeting Greyback, he has a healthy appreciation for staying out of the way of wolves.]

Merlin I will be glad when this whole mess is over. I mean what exactly is a ghost wolf supposed to do aside from scare you half to death?

vi λ siblings

[assassino]

[unintentionally loud, and obviously not being directed at the journal, because it JUST opened-- hey, someone's a bit cheesed off.]

Just go to bed, Claudia!

backdated to sunday afternoon

[kamenriderdeno]

[So, guess who else got stuck with Joshua for a few days?

You may also guess who had no issues with it whatsoever so didn't bother announcing it to everyone over the journals once he first showed up.

Around lunchtime though, the journal just decides to pick up on Ryotaro's voice at the oddest time.]

Ah, Joshua-san! Lunch is ready.

010 || dictated;

[workaphilic]

[Evening, castle! Today is a day for an experiment.

Sherlock is in a hallway -- maybe yours! -- walking backwards with his journal open in his palm like a walkie-talkie. Trailing after him is a little blue lantern that's surely familiar to most of you by now.]

Yet another inane little gift courtesy of Paradisa. One could almost think it's being friendly. Timing could have been better, though.

[Those of you unfortunate enough to be on the opposite end of his temper tantrum last week might notice that he sounds a little... calmer, today. Still haughty and generally jerktastic, but something must have gone right in the past seven days.

Occasionally he'll speed up or slow down, swivel or twist in random directions, the lantern swinging about to follow him accordingly. It's might be kind of bizarre to watch, actually. Then he stops, abruptly, and the lantern glides to a stop in front of his nose.]

Interesting.

((SO OPEN. Over the journal or in person! HAVE AT.))

014 [dictated | action] (backdated to 28th)

[formersocialite]

( IC cut )

I need help. Got thrown off my horse. I'm just outside the castle grounds.

((ooc: She isn't seriously injured, but she'll need checked over anyway just in case. Open post! :3))

98.5 - got more to give than you've got to prove (broadcast)

[hard_talker]

[the usual Leonard Cohen tune plays for a little while ... and then is interrupted by the crackle and buzz of radio static. a moment later, it's replaced by this album, which Mark lets play underneath as he broadcasts]

Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd here it is, Monday night, time for the latest edition of what's goin' down here in questionably beautiful Castle Wonderfuck! I'm sure you all enjoyed the nice little festival we've had the past few days, learned a lot about some pretty badass heroes ... I know I did, even if today ended on a really fucked-up note. Anyone know what the deal with that giant wolf thing was? I saw it outside the window and decided I'd just be a spectator, today ...

And hey, before I get to the meat of this week's food for thought, let's give a nice Monday night welcome to Senri, Edward Elric, Wheatley, Yukiko, Connor, Murphy, and Christina.

Okay, people, we've got some serious business to get down to tonight. It's come to my attention that we ... don't actually have a set system of rules for this place, and people've taken their sweet fucking time deciding on one because of ... I dunno, political bullshit about everyone's worlds being different, and some having magic, and some not, and some being in these really awful wars where some stuff's easier to get away with and ... you know, bla bla bla bullshit city. So yours truly has decided to do you a nice little public service and get the ball rolling. You might not agree with all of 'em, and I might'a missed something, but it's a fuckin' start, which is more than I can say we've had in the year and chump change I've been here. Ladies, gents, and critters, I give you....

The Ten ComMarkments. [told you he'd do it, Maladict. he's got his journal open, too, so that the words are dictated in as he reads them. once they show up, he'll add the proper embellishments]

1. Thou Shalt Not Kill Or Maim Other Residents.
(Your ass will get locked up like Fort Knox. If you don't know what that is, look it up.)
2. Thou Shalt Not Help The First Gens Fuck Shit Up.
(They're assholes. We don't care if you hate the castle as much as they do, just don't fucking take it out on us.)
3. Thou Shalt Not Use Magic To Fuck With People.
(It's right up there with killing and maiming and will also get your ass locked up.)
4. Thou Shalt Not Use The Microwave For Other Than Its Intended Purpose.
(Just because you don't know what you're doing doesn't mean you get to deny people the chance to eat Hot Pockets.)
5. Thou Shalt Not Wreck Shit In Town.
(People who live there work there, you know. How would you like it if someone fucked with your shit?)
6. Thou Shalt Not Harrass The Townspeople.
(Really, what did they ever do to you?)
7. Thou Shalt Not Use Thy Losses As An Excuse To Be A Dickhead.
(If you honestly couldn't help it, we get that, but seriously, people. Don't fake it, either.)
8. Thou Shalt Not Compromise the Safe Zones
(.... But why would you really wanna do it?)
9. Thou Shalt Not Steal.
(Nine times out of ten you can wish it up, anyway, and if you can't? It's probably okay that you don't have it to begin with.)
10. Thou Shalt Not Help Anybody Break The Other ComMarkments.
(It's just not cool. And you could probably get locked up for that, too.)

And there you have it! C'mon, discuss! Let's turn this into somethin' we can all actually use!

all-night laundromat blues (backdated to Monday morning)

[cricketycricket]

[Monday morning finds the Doctor stepping out of the TARDIS to go and get the milk for his morning tea, journal tucked under his arm...

only, the moment he steps out, he's surprised to realize that he isn't parked in his own room, any longer, but the laundry room. as he turns to go back in and move the TARDIS back to where it belongs -- it dematerializes without him, leaving him standing there perplexed in his pajamas and slippers]

Oh, dear. ... What's that all about, then, old girl? You've never done that before ...


((OOC: Loss involvement start! Five will be trapped here with Joshua until Wednesday!))

2 ★ dictated

[ex_battleaxe109]

Heyyyy so remember me--

[ Yeah, probably not. Viking girl who wanted to go home how long ago? Yeah, she's still alive. And she still doesn't know how to properly use the journal, but she does know if she screams at it long enough words will start appearing. Which is nice. But still weird. ]

I'm... Astrid, and I've kind of been a bit anti-social what with dealing with my dragon and all and trying to figure out new things like... toasters! Why didn't we think of that? They're so-- oh.

[ Getting a little off track, yep. Um. That doesn't happen a lot, really. ]

Anyway, considering all I do all day is sit around outside or bother Hiccup I think it might be a good time to actually... oh... make some friends? Acquaintances? People I can wave to as I pass them?

Maybe? I, uh, got some pretty cool scars I can show off.

[ This is weird. Hiccup's awkward is rubbing off on her. She's just going to stop while she's ahead, okay. She was the most popular person in Berk so this whole thing is just. No. ]