044- Words That We Couldn't Say

[jammin_with_ed]

[Edward hasn't seen her best friend in a while and she's so very excited to tell her about all the fun she had being able to fly for a day. Journals are boring. She races towards her room calling out]

Coooooooooooraliiiiiiiiiiiiiine!!

[No response? That's weird...]

Coraline?

[She skids to a halt in front of her door and her heart drops to her feet. The nameplate's gone. That could only mean... But... she could have moved, couldn't she?]

( Coraline )

[It's no use. She plops down on the floor, sitting with her back against the door with a sigh]

Coraline went home...

Hunt 001 ~ Dictated

[squirrelhunter]

[There's a rustling over the journal as it opens, and a clearing of the throat before a new voice speaks.]

Anyone here good at stitches?

[He's been putting it off for a few days, keeping it clean and uninfected, but it wasn't showing signs of healing up...]

I ain't lookin' for a fuss, just someone to come tidy me up.

((OOC: Permissions post right here!))

11th Perscription ~ Dictated/Action

[atadiscoverer]

[There's the sounds of a café in the City Royale being broadcast through the journals, someone obviously partaking breakfast out in the city for a change.]

We've been getting a lot of new people showing up injured recently. It makes me think just how bad other worlds get.

[A pause as Carson takes a sip of tea.]

Or Paradisa is getting a wee bit sadistic in it's selection criteria.

((OOC: Open over the journals or in person, happy for people to join him for tea.))

ēdu | [Dictated]

[demonologist]

[Wesley is outside by the pond, throwing bread at the ducks in the water. It's an idle activity which would have been frowned upon if he'd been back at home. He's enjoying just sitting, watching the birds squabbling over the crumbs he tosses at them. His journal is open on his lap.]

I've read about how people are stranded here and want to return home to their family and friends. I'm supposed to be going away soon. I don't understand why others are stuck and can't go, even if they desperately wish to, whereas I'm not, apparently. Or, at least, not for long.

But what if I don't want to go home and would prefer to stay here? Is there a way to ask the Castle if that would be all right?

「✿二」in the morning buy me eggs

[mom_to_us_all]

[Why is there is a woman underneath a coffee table at the lobby?

Apparently, she is sleeping peacefully, curled like if she was a doggie, but she's not. Oh, and she's snoring, loudly. Once one gets over the surprise of an adult woman sleeping under a little table, one can probably notice her clothes. They might be weird for some, eccentric for others or maybe you won't even notice they are different from any other clothes you've seen.

Anyway we said she was snoring! And of course her journal had to fall and open for everybody to listen.]



{occ; loss start! don't worry she won't be wearing the meat dress, it was just an example <3. Open for action and journal replies.}

jukebox selection F09 - if you don't know me by now ; simply red

[huntersdaughter]

[Jo is exhausted and she's been doing too much, once again. With her shifts at the Lux, helping with the Spring Cleaning, then visiting Steve, plus trying to figure out how to tell Sam that Dean was gone again -- well, it's no question that she's forgotten a few things.]

Lux Staff ]

If you're not aware by now, I'll take the heat for that, since I tried to catch all of you in person, but it's been a bit crazy here. Steve is currently in a coma, but I've seen these comas before. He's not needing much medical assistance and usually that means he's back home for a trip to live his life. These things last anywhere between a week to a month, though, so I appreciate everyone taking up the extra slack. [She still sounds worn out and slightly worn down.]

Bucky's been keeping watch and I've got Chase giving me updates if they're needed. [But the magic coma thing, which she knows is Chase's favorite thing (j/k) means there aren't many updates to give.]

If you need anything, or want to take an extra shift - trust me, you don't need to ask first. Just mark it on the schedule.

----

Sam Winchester ]

When do you get off shift?

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PUBLIC ]

I figure I should let everyone know that Steve is in the clinic right now, under the best of care. [She'll leave out the coma part, since that does make it sound so grave.] Those that have had him wait on you at the Lux, know just how stubborn he is and hard-working, so I'm sure he'll pull out of it just fine. [She exhales and continues on.] I'm also about eighty-percent sure that this is just the castle being a dick, but if it's not and he's actually gotten hit by a Mack truck of disease, then I've got a get-well card started up at the Lux. Thing's bigger than he is, but I think that's supposed to be the funny part.

Feel free to come by and put your name to it.

It's got its own booth and everything.




[ooc: Anyone that has not seen Bucky's post re: Steve's coma and would've wanted to know before five days had gone by, please feel free to assume that Jo tracked them down and told them in-person, since that's the sort of thing she would've done. I was sick recently and totally forgot to post, but I know that five days is a lot to just not know where someone is, so feel free to use Jo as an implied acknowledgement for your character.]

➹.25

[ex_avenged224]

[Today, Alleria is out on the firing range. Her hood is down and she is dressed in lighter clothing, clearly enjoying the warmer weather. Elves are not made for snow and ice, after all.

Her aim is immaculate as always, but practice is still an important part of keeping one's skills sharp.

After she fires a full round in a neat circle around the bullseye, she takes her journal out of the satchel at her hip and dictates into it.]

I find myself wondering if there are any here with similar skills to a ranger. One can only practice against one's equals for so long.

[read: my sisters and I are best because Windrunners are best.]

Challenges keep the mind sharp, after all. If we grow too settled into our routine and comforts, then we will be lost when we are called upon to meet difficult odds.

[After a moment, she pens a filter.]

( Sylvanas )

[ooc. open over the journal or in person if you happen to be out there! i'm at work right now so tags will be slow for a bit ♥]

003. dictated, backdated to right after winter wrap up

[forehead]

Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooow! Spring really is here now! It's amazing that we really did it all by ourselves... good job everyone!

Oh, I just remembered! It's a leap year here, isn't it? I know that day was really strange and chaotic buuut...

In some parts of my world back home they say that February 29th is a day where it's good luck for a girl to ask a boy to marry her! And even if he doesn't say yes, he's supposed to give her a present I think?

Did anyone propose? It sounds like that would've been fun even with the Castle's strangeness! [she's a little disappointed she didn't have anyone to propose to....... for funsies. Seriously just for funsies.]

♙ 6

[howruthless]

[written – anonymous – blind filter to non-powered friends/family of super-powered/supernatural residents]

[to coincide with Katherine’s entry to non-humans, Tess does the same, a blind filter, written in block capital letters.]

Are there abilities or species of people in the castle that you would like to know more about?


[Threads are locked between Tess and the people who respond—no threadjacking or spying. Otherwise, have fun.]

vingt-quatre ° written

[signedlefthanded]

[After some time of trying to contact Brennan, Violet eventually writes in her journal.]

I believe Dr. Brennan has gone home. I tried to contact her about some of the lab equipment I've built. I'm at a loss for what to even do with what I have now. There was some analysis machines mainly.

Does anyone from the lab still want them when they're done?

046 years late

[hulloeverything]

[Eleven is bored. You don't want Eleven to get bored, people. When he gets bored he gets fidgety. When he gets fidgety he tends to... fidget. Those fidgets translate to IMPROVEMENTS!

Today was spent in the kitchen. Throughout the day he'd taken apart one of the walls and found something curious. Even more curious was that the kitchen was lacking one tap above the sink. Why, you ask? It already had hot and cold running water, what other tap does the kitchen really need? Isn't it obvious?

Lemonade.

Yes. Eleven has installed a lemonade tap in the kitchen. He's now sitting with his feet propped up on the kitchen table sipping a nice cool glass of lemonade from said faucet. There's a plate of jammy dodgers within reach and he has a notebook into which he's jotting down ideas for more improvements he can make upon Cair Paradisa. The journal is open nearby and he dictates idly]

So! Now that spring has officially sprung and it's nice and sunny and spring-y outside I'm thinking of trying to build something. I haven't a clue what, yet. Or, rather, I haven't a clue what it does... but it'll be something, a big... something... and that's something, isn't it?

[Pause... then the sounds of paper tearing and rustling as he crumples up his latest design and chucks it over his shoulder]

No. Strike that. That's rubbish. That was a big rubbish something and I'll have nothing to do with it.

[And with that he goes back to muttering to himself and writing furiously in his notebook. Clearly he needs to be bothered]

((ooc: That's right, people. There's now a lemonade tap in the kitchen. Mod approved!))

3 tagged weapons

[valkyrie_in_mjolnir]

Good evening, folks! Just your resident Smart AI with an announcement; I've taken the liberty of cleaning up your CastleNet system. Everything is nice and tidy now, and should be so user friendly a Caveman could do it! I've left a little bit of myself in there to aid you on your way, should you find yourself in need of a little assistance, and for the more veteran users; the box in the upper right hand corner will revert it to a more streamlined and less 'big shiny button' interface.

As well, if anyone would care to direct me to entries in the journal they found particularly helpful for how one goes about life in this crazy place, I can get to transcribing them into a format that's a little easier to search and access in a pinch.

Filtered to those with computer programming knowledge

I know they're more viewed as a hobby here then anything practical, but it does have its advantages. Would anyone be interested in teaching courses here for basic computer use?

And by basic, I do mean The Cursor and You: The story of the Mouse and the Monitor.
/Filter


[CastleNet has been refurbished! It's as user-friendly as BB could make it, keeping in mind the low-tech majority of the castle. The Main Page boasts links to all of the accumulated games, a list of tutorials about how to use a computer, a FAQ in-progress about Castle life, Losses, and such, and then there's the updated floor map. Residents can and are encouraged to add their own insights!]

[Meanwhile, just outside their room, Naomi sets up a keypad entry and terminal by the door. With BB getting himself out and about, through the journal or now with CastleNet, she's more worried about having a decent security system to keep him safe when she wants to step out.]

[[ooc: CastleNet is updated! Also, Journal for BB, Action for Naomi and BB!]]

1/005: Medical Mysteries.

[wheatdos]

:ACTION:


[Wheatley would be stalking around the clinic. But not in the creepy sense. No. He was peering inside, looking rather nervous. There he goes, wandering trying to find anyone working in the clinic who was NOT INO. When he spotted someone, he'd give a wide, inviting smile and spoke in the friendliest tone he could.]

"H-hey...! I was wondering, what it would take to join this clinic? Help out a bit with the injured and all. I think... I think it'd be a good way to spend my time."

34th Seal Unlocked

[shadow_immortal]

[if anyone is in the music room today they might spot a pair of Dainn's shadow claws plucking out a tune on the piano. it's nothing terribly complicated but not bad to listen to either.

the Immortal himself is seated in a chair nearby with his eyes closed, humming along with the beat and even the shadows themselves were moving slighly to the sound. he seems to be in a perticularly good mood today and honestly? he wouldn't mind some company and a nice converstation. but that's only if someone came to him, after all.]


[ooc: open in the music room.]