Third House of Westeros ♛ Dictacted ♛ When You Come to Play the Game

[songsandstories]

[She's outside of the castle, looking at the lands. Being here for a little bit has got her thinking about these lands and what exactly to do. There was still things to be learned and gained from this place.

Sansa's family is here. They need to be protected. Arya is still little, Catelyn is dead back home. If Lannisters are going to be appearing, something needs to be done. And this way she can see who among them is capable of actually killing a man.]

It seems there are lands beyond the town, have we any idea what is beyond this place? I have heard stories of the First Generation, that there is some great war between us and them. I do not understand the loyalties since I have been told there are no lords or kings here. Or at least that namesakes and titles mean nothing.

Have any ventured beyond? What are the allegiances between us and those that oppose us? Who are the bannermen here, who takes up arms?

[There's a pause.]

This place isn't like home. Being a woman here is not the same. I have had all the graces and knowledge of court. My father saw to it, though I am no lady. Perhaps it is time I learned swordsmanship.

✿ 001

[tending]

H-hello again! My name is Shiemi..

[ Yes, journal folks, she is addressing all of you! Since now she knows everyone reads this thing and she feels it's the polite thing to do. Now, to the heart of the matter at hand: ]

Since arriving I have met a book that can speak, a unicorn and someone with cat ears. A-and all of them have been very kind! I remember reading stories about fairy tales and castles when I was younger, I never thought that I would actually meet them! E-even if I think I made Weiss-san mad at first..

I think I'm the only one from my world here, s-so.. so I hope that we can be friends!

[ fff oh gosh, she said it! they can't see it but her face is as red as a tomato right now. ]

That's.. all that I wanted to say!

[Dictated]

[schrodingersghost]

So, just out of curiosity...  What do people think of ghosts around here?  Potentially nice guys or odd manifestations of ectoplasmic energy and post-human consciousness whose only goal in afterlife is to make all the living miserable?

...Also, anyone willing to fill me in on this loss stuff?

II

[sorefoot]

[ viserys here will be sitting outside the castle, the journal near him after being told that this was the best way to communicate with those around him. ]

Dragons... I have seen dragons with thine own eyes.

[ he's stunned, amazed and can only wonder what else he might see in this world ]

12 - Knight Halberd F - Action

[radiantwingedone]

[ It's all grand and wonderful, having wings.

It's a bit hard for Duke to fully use them, of course, being blind, but he's going to try today. Well, try seriously.

Which is why he spends a good amount of time walking back and forth on this stretch of ground away from the castle. He's going to go running down it in a moment and he wants to make sure there's nothing to catch his feet - or people to accidentally trample.

And he's talking to himself as he goes. ]

Structure differences, likely, had not seen Khroma launch herself any way other than straight up, denser?


((OOC: last day of loss. He's going to figure out this flying thing if he crashes into castle :T))

dictated;

[waterbends]

This has probably been asked a thousand times before, so, um - sorry for that pre-emptively, I guess. But I've been here over a year, and I've noticed as much as we're all alike in a lot of ways, there are a lot of little things, too, like -

Bending. So far, only people from my exact world seem to have any idea what bending is. And before you ask, it's the ability to control and manipulate the elements, I guess.. is the best way to put it. I'm a waterbender, and my friends Toph and Zuko are earth and firebenders.. bending is really, really important in our culture, and it's hard for me to even think about worlds where that's not the case.

Does anyone else have something like that? -- things unique to your own worlds, I mean. These little differences are really fascinating to me.

Chapter Nine- For you I'll risk it all

[thetrudger]

I’m not a woman anymore! [Despite his good attitude during the loss, he sounds extremely grateful for it to be over.] It’s nice to have something between my legs again.

[…]

I meant trousers instead of a skirt like I’d been wearing. You know, there was no fabric there because skirts are open and trousers have fabric there.

[Well, this was another stupid entry by Geoffrey Chaucer.]

Damn it. You know what I mean.

[Although, if he’s honest, he’s glad to have that back, too.]

( Bucky )

[ooc: Open over the journal!]

♛ 50

[ardor]

[Written for once; she doesn't trust her voice right now.]

Rookie's been sent home.

[Filter to Rookie's Friends in the UNSC]

I've got his Pokemon plus a few other things. If you guys need any of it back, let me know.

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[is0latedthinker]

 ((Backdated to the morning of May 12th.))

[When Alan wakes up, he doesn't feel any different. If you ask him? It's May 6th. He sits up, grabs his glasses from the bedside table, and puts them on. The room becomes much clearer. He gets up and heads out of his room and into the living room space he shares with the Flynns, not quite all the way awake yet. Same old, same old.

If only he knew.]

---

[Later that morning, once he's had a chance to read through the journal - did he really think he was Tron? He has no memory of any of this happening - to see what sort of trouble the Castle got him into, he flips back to the current page. He throws up a filter before speaking.

What a way to spend his birthday.]

( Those he talked to when he thought he was Tron )