3 ★ dictated

[ex_battleaxe109]

Soooooooo...

What does everyone around here do for fun?

Because all I do lately is watch Hiccup take things apart and make sure Stormfly doesn't eat any sheep, which is fun and all but... that's what I get for staying anti-social even after the last time I did one of these things was to make friends.

four

[scoring]

--was amazing!

[ FLOWER ICONS, FLOWER ICONS EVERYWHERE!

Scene: kickass little restaurant in town.
Cast: the Inaba crew-- except for Adachi, that guy's a jerk.

Topic: winter wrap-up!

After the cleanup died down, there seemed no better reason to all get together and break in their new Secret Headquarters than by collaborating and sharing stories about their day! It's been a couple of days since then, but for her part at least, Yukiko seems thrilled.

Gradually, her giggling dies down. ]

So, anyway...what did everyone else have to do?


(ooc: very open! everything is being recorded by an open journal, and the restaurant is supremely crashable as well if you happen to be in town. GROUP POST, so the whole p4 cast will be answering this one.)

120.0

[encryptedlock]

You know, I have to say, it's refreshing to be human again. Sure, I may not get kids running up to hug me all the time or adults going "Why is there a panda here?" like they've never heard of losses. But it is useful to be able to eat meat again. Bamboo gets old after a while.

[Carolina]

Hey. You free?

[/Carolina]

[Yes, someone's back to his normal self now. He'll be chilling out in the kitchen, fixing up some human food for once. Pizza, anyone?]

Nepeta: Congratulate others.

[rogueofheart]

:33 < *ac clears her throat to get everyones attention*
:33 < *she has something impurrtant to say and so she says this into the journal*

:33 < i just wanted to say that everyone did an impawssibly purrfect job helping to bring in the new purradisa season
:33 < as an organizer it was my responsibility to make sure everyone stayed on task
:33 < and that is just what you did!
:33 < *ac ch33rs and some fireworks go off somewhere*
:33 < it was so nice to s33 purradisians working together and most impurrtantly having fun
:33 < and anyone that didnt help
:33 < well thats ok too beclaws i know you were offuring moral support

:33 < now that all the snow is gone we can go outside and not be cold
:33 < and all the small furry and feathered beasts came back
:33 < now i have something to hunt again!
:33 < so thank you so so much :33

034. [dictated]

[foolreversed]

[there's some groggy, pained moaning coming over the journal today, as the Shadow left the journal on a new page before going back to where he belonged]

Ughhh... geez how long did I sleep for... and why does my head hurt so much...?

[some rustling and curtain opening--]

--Wait, where'd all the snow go!?


( ADDED IN WAAAAAAAAAAAY LATER filtered to Colette )

(ooc: loss over folks! No more yellow eyes, distorted voice or being an assho-- ...........OPENLY being an asshole. Still gonna backtag around and if anyone still wants to do something with the loss just go ahead and hit me up! And yes, Adachi doesn't remember anything)

#8-

[blue_sniper]

[Bucky's been meaning to do this for a day or so now, and he can't really put it off any longer. So he pulls out his journal, still sitting in his chair that he hasn't left except for night time in a few days, and filters a message.]

( [Filtered to Steve's friends] )

[That done, he drops his journal open on the bed and pinches the bridge of his nose. Time to pull it together, Bucky. Even though he looks like hell. People will be even more worried if he looks worried.]

[ooc: Open to the clinic or the journal. Feel free to come down. This is Steve-mun approved, and if you think you're in that filter, you're probably in that filter.]

♅ sixth

[themistress]

[Mistress has been thinking. It's spring now, and that means that outdoor activities are now accessible. And while she was forced outside to help with the winter wrap-up, she noticed that there's a pond.

That means it's time for something she found particularly entertaining, the one time she watched it happen.]

So, who has boating experience?


[ OOC: Obligatory permissions post link! Also, Mistress is in the lobby, for ~action~. ]

thirty-fourth phase [ dictated ]

[walkinthruwalls]

[ The voice that usually comes across the journal this morning is not the one that you're usually greeted with, not for this journal. In fact, you might have to actually strain to listen - the girl's quiet and the journal's not right next to her ]

Oh. Mommy?

[ There's noise in the background as Kitty moves around, bumping into a few things as she goes (the poor thing's still half asleep) ]

Mommy? Where did you go?

[ Pause ]

Mommy?

[Dictated]

[modernholmes]

 I've been wondering something.  How many people here have ever played soccer?

99.5 - life is skittles and life is beer

[hard_talker]

[Filtered To Supporters Of The Mockingjay]

Hey, I'm gonna be saying Katniss got sent home, since it's our best bet to keep her safe 'til we figure out if there's anyone here after her ass. Do her a favor and make it sound legit, okay? Just ... don't flip, she's still here.

[/Team Mockingjay]

[at 10 PM on the dot, the old familiar Leonard Cohen tune drifts out of any functioning castle radios, as usual. Mark lets it get about halfway through this week - sorry, Molotov - before he fades it out. he has also plugged surge protectors into every open outlet in his room. this has relevance, really.]

Gooooooood evenin', folks, and welcome to another Monday night menagerie of music and -- and something that has to do with gossip and news that starts with M, fuck alliteration - with your old pal Hard Harry.

A tip of the hat to our newbies, Hans, Nina, Gale, Cinna, Finnick, and Freya... but a little bit of sad news along with it. In what I'd probably call the fastest turnaround since yours truly got here a year and change ago, Katniss Everdeen's gone home. Whoops, Paradisa, your bad? What'd you do, get the fucking resident hiccups? Nice job.

I know none of you actually missed the memo about spring bein' here. I dunno about the rest of you, but it kinda makes a guy wanna sing. Since I'm no Sinatra, I'll spare you, but here's something appropriate from an old friend of mine, Mr. Tom Lehrer...

[and with the scratch of a needle, a jaunty piano tune comes drifting over the airwaves]

Also, hey, anyone got any good kitchen skills? I was thinkin' of tryin' my hand at a little cooking, but I may or may not have failed home ec back home. But how can you come across this recipe in a cookbook in the library an' not wanna make it? If you'd turn your attention to your journals, loyal listeners, you will see the Crafty Candle Salad.

[and he pastes a polaroid of the original recipe onto the page]

Seriously, don't you just wanna swallow that whole? Mmmmmmmmmm.

Got any recipes to top that one? Equally strange and scintillating kitchen stories? Kinkiest use of a kitchen appliance? Throw it at me, I'll be here.

under the ruins of a walled city (backdated to Sunday)

[cricketycricket]

[having returned to do his part in Winter Wrap-Up, Five is now enjoying the fruits of his labor: to be precise, he's parked the TARDIS outside on the lawn and set up a folding table. laid out upon it is an album full of polaroid photographs, a few potted plants and a few carefully pressed between wax paper, an old battered journal, some random, odd-looking piece of technology, and a broken piece of stone.

once he's arranged all these odd little treasures, he flips open a lawn chair and sits down, opening his own journal]

It's a wonder what time out in the open will do to clear one's head. Hello, again, all -- what have I missed?

[and having thus announced himself, he will scribble in a few filters, then settle back and wish himself up a tall, cool glass of iced tea. feel free to come and bother the Time Lord!]

[York & Delta]

The camera was a great success. May I come by later in the week and return it to you, with interest?

[Django, Aradia, River Song, & Hermione Granger]

I have souvenirs for you, if you'd care to meet me outside.

[Romanadvoratrelundar]

I believe I owe you a tea. High or otherwise? Lady's choice.

[/Filters]