ONE ☠ medusa entered the world only to know and inflict horror

[hedonic]

( RECORDED FOR ALL TO HEAR... Especially the scream. )

[ But she stops before she can continue on about Alleyne’s taste in décor, an odd sound pricking at her long ears. Echidna looks to a closed door next to the bathroom curiously, although her husky voice taking on a bored drawl. ]

Oh dear, did we awaken your little protégé?


...I don’t have any students with me right now; I’m not you, I don’t bed anything that...

[Wait, she turns to look at that door. Shit. That time of year again. She almost forgot.

A loud sigh escapes her lips as she bites on her thumb, looking for her clothes, speaking as bluntly as possible.]

Welcome to Paradisa, serpent. To celebrate, we’ve been made mothers. I hope you’re happy, tch.

[This is going to be the longest week of her life.]


[ ooc; Green is Echidna. Backdated to Sunday morning! And it's totally open over the journal. ]

00110110 [six] [dictated]

[tres_iqus]

...a toaster in the kitchen refers to me as 'daddy'. Requesting suggested course of action.

[Yes. That is all.]

[dictated]

[thehistorian]

[The journal is open in his hand, and of course it picks up the strangest part of the conversation at hand--]

--Doesn't this place care about any sort of natural order? Two men can't have a child, and if this is at all indicative of anything in the future, I would like to check myself into a mental asylum and also know what science has done.

[and then, a little sullenly;]

Rebecca's not even here to help babysit.

trente-et-un ° dictated

[signedlefthanded]

[There's a soft cooing as Violet rocks a baby who can't be older than a few months.]

She looks like Sunny when she sleeps, my little sister. I'm not entirely sure how this happened-- not the logistics. [She knows about the birds and the bees.] But I've never really thought of being a mother before. I could take care of a baby though, if I had to. It's not any different than my siblings.

[The baby makes a small noise and she can't help the laugh.] I feel very protective of her, and I'm not even sure if she has a name. Do they? Do we know?

She has my mother's eyes.

♈ Aradia: Be the lusus. [backdated to Sunday]

[psych0p0mps]

[Ahh, it's a beautiful afternoon. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and Aradia has just woken up in her room at the castle - wait that's not right, isn't she supposed to be finishing up the outpost still? It didn't even bother to put her in her recuperacoon, it just left her slumped up against a wall, and there's something warm and squishy curled up in her arms -

- oh

- oh oh oh

It's the grub, it's the same grub. The little mac and cheese colored thing the castle gave her and Sollux last year. It squirms in her arms, beginning to wake up too, and then squints its little eyes and lets out a yawn that the journal transcribes as a small orange squeeeeak. - which finally pulls Aradia out of her silence.]

oh my god youre huge


((ooc: open as an open thing! Shiki-mun - we can still do something if you'd like, I just couldn't wait to get started slfajdslfajk))

ⅱ┆dictated

[shrugs_a_lot]

[He has been listening over the journal, while having coffee at the kitchen counter and trying to figure out a little something.]

Guess this place hasn't heard of birth control...

[Mutters to himself while there surely is a shrug from his part.]

Anyway, [Louder...] now that I have this open... I've looked around but, have you seen a man wearing a black cape? His name is...




[dot, dot, dot]




... He's pretty tall and he's got long silver hair. He also carries a long sword. [Descriptions, he's good at them.]

welcome back.

[wield]

[ Mama was a name Buffy thought she'd never hear someone call her, and then came Paradisa. It shook up Buffy the last time Joyce was here--she was new, she was adapting, and everything didn't seem quite real to her... but this time when she rolled over in bed and felt Joyce's little button nose press against her own and giggle, it was familiar. It was welcoming.

There's a teal smear of paint on the page, then one that's green and fades to red, then one of all sorts of colors before finally two little hand prints are pressed against it. ]

Hey! What did we say about journal painting?

[ There's audible giggling in the background before Buffy picks up the journal. ] Sorry about that.

♅ ninth

[themistress]

[Mistress has a baby, but you'd really be hard-pressed to get her to admit it. So, for the past few days, there has been a rowdy, ill-behaved little boy running around in the lobby. He doesn't seem to speak very much, though he does laugh, and he's fond of magically zapping people to watch them jump.

But Mistress doesn't care. She just lets him run roughshod all over the place without so much as a glance. But anyone in the lobby might notice something a little suspicious about the way she glares when he peeks around the corner of her throne and then turns her footstool to life.

It trots out from under her feet, and Mistress adeptly catches the little boy by the upper arm.]

Stop it, Child. Leave me be.

[The little boy sullenly sucks his bejeweled binky and pouts at her until she releases him, whereupon he goes back to running around and casting magic at people.]

Treasure 012# Dictated

[youhavebeenflynned]

So... how many people have actually got babies? From what I can tell there are at least a dozen. I'm thankful that I haven't been "chosen" for this craziness. Have this thing happened before?

( Jim Moriarty )

( Peeta )

( Rarity )

1/009: Damage control! [Dated a few days later.]

[wheatdos]

(  Filtered away from: LUNA, NICK, MAYA, DHAOS, DUKE, JADE, KIRBY, GLADOS, and filtered TO those who wouldn't judge him and be suspicious about this question. )

(  Filtered to Phoenix )

(  Filtered to Dhaos )

(  Filtered to Larry Butz )

(  Filtered to Maya Fey whenever she comes )

(no subject)

[cloakand_danger]

[there is the sound of papers shuffling occasionally, and clacking sounds like Yuan is typing on a keyboard. Suddenly, the work noises are interrupted by a little voice.]

Daddy?

Yes, Kieran?

...Where do babies come from?

[The typing noises stop for a long moment.]

...I think you should ask your mother that question. She used to be a teacher, so I'm sure she'd be better at explaining that to you than I would.

'kay.

[Raine, Yuan is not even a little bit sorry.]

017 || dictated;

[workaphilic]

[Anyone looking for Sherlock today can find him outside by the duck pond. He has his journal open in his palm, but other than that he doesn't seem to be doing anything other than standing and watching.

Specifically, watching a little girl with dark, messy curls and her pants rolled to her knees splash around in the shallows.]

No points for creativity, yet again. Can't be blamed, though. It gets the job done, and there's something to be said for long term investment. [He sounds almost... impressed?] No reason to change a winning formula.

Those of you somehow surprised by this turn of events should pay better attention.

[There's an excited sort of shriek from somewhere far away, and Sherlock's voice gets fainter as he turns away from the journal.]

Daddy! Daddy, look at this, come see!

Yes, yes. Bring it here.

(no subject)

[detectivegenius]

[Sound drifts through the journal, the rapid typing of keys on a keyboard as someone's at work on a computer. Then there's the short strangled sound of a very young baby who is just about to start fussing. A moment later and a sharp cry interrupts the steady noise. The sound of typing stops as Tim's voice comes through, quiet and soft and yet sounding... somewhat detached as he soothes the baby.]

Shhhh. Shhh, Jack, it's okay.

[It was the first name he thought of and it's drudge up a lot of thoughts about his own father, among other things. He knows how to take care of a baby and he doesn't have a normal sleep pattern anyway so this is nothing too hard to adapt to schedule wise. It's just... so surreal.

The baby quiets down, making occasional soft gurgling noises as the typing resumes again.]

dicated;action in lobby!

[shinybaldhead]

[While Gunn’s voice drifting over the journals isn’t exactly angry, it’s definitely not patient.] You are not putting her on one of those things.

She’ll be perfectly safe. I started riding when I was three years old.

[Vivian sounds a little annoyed but not angry, trying to explain to him that her idea was sound.]

[A pause, and Gunn gives an irritated huff.] No. Just - ugh. She’s gonna get thrown off or something and we’re gonna be known as ‘the parents that managed to kill their kid.’ Not really interested in walking around with that title, alright?

[There’s a sigh from her and although no one else can see it, she’s pouting a little at the moment. ]

This coming from the guy who wanted to teach our daughter how to drop kick. Who the bloody hell does that? At least horse riding is fun and Alonna will enjoy it, won’t you sweetheart? [Her tone becomes a little fond before she directs her attention back to him.]

I promise to keep her from harm. Trust me.

[The irritation in Gunn’s voice continues.] Only if I’m there at all times. And only if - dammit, my journal’s open. [The sound of scuffling, and his voice gets closer.] No parenting tips, please, voyeurs. We got this under control. [Tone grumpy, he flips the journal shut.]

040. [dictated + action]

[foolreversed]

[Adachi's had a couple of a days to think about things now that a certain holy-crap-you've-grown-way-too-much-in-the-past-year-wtf 5 year old has reappeared in the castle. And he's handling it alone this time. Sure he had figured that his "baby mama" had gone home; you're bound to pass everyone at least once when you wander around as much as he does. It's not like the castle even has a population anywhere near the size of Inaba after all (maybe Inaba's high school). Bright red hair, kung fu moves, an outfit like that, it was hard to not notice someone like that even if he wanted to forget the whole thing had happened. And when you don't see them around anymore...

But he never imagined he would have to play single father to their kid because of that.

She was upset at first and acted well... different than he remembered her being for the first few days (it definitely reminded him a little of how Nanako dealt with things, and just like with her, he didn't know what to do). But she seemed to be handling it a lot better now. Back to herself. Maybe magic castle babies just had an easier time dealing with the castle's whims. At least she'd taken to his pets really well: Blacky seemed to adore her.

So now he's sitting in front of his journal, outside, alternating between skimming the journal and watching her run around, investigating things with a little "detective's" magnifying glass, with his Vileplume right behind. Finally he starts speaking to it.]

I didn't think the castle would actually bring a kid back if one of the parents was sent home... Guess that was too naive of me, huh? I should know better by now...

Um... [for some reason this just feels difficult to ask, unlike the pets problem his last post was about] This feels a little weird but... if anyone has any advice I'd... appreciate it. Last year her mom was the one who did all the playing and stuff with her. I don't really... know where to "start" with this single parent thing.

[is this how the partner he can't remember felt?]

"Papa, papa! Look what I found!"

"Pluuuuume!"

Um- O-Okay! Hold on, I'm coming!

101.3 - they see me trollin', they hatin'

[hard_talker]

Not much goin' on these days, folks, so I'll keep it short and sweet. Two new arrivals this week: Clint and Echidna. And if anyone feels like answering the oldest elementary school essay question ever, you can find it over on page (bluh). Now if you'll excuse me, I heard they came out with at least five new Final Tales of the Dragon games since my time, so I'm gonna get right to that. This place is reading like a Bieber song.

[Filtered To People WITHOUT Children For The Week]

So that's my plan. What're you all doing till this bullshit blows over and everyone starts cryin' about it? I'll be in the game room if anyone wants to come hang out.


[Filtered To People WITH Children For The Week]

[your resident DJ has rounded up every single volume of Kidz Bop in existance. considering the castle can find music from the "future", there are about 56 volumes. he sets them up to play, continuously, over this filter, and then goes off to mind his own business and play his video games. have fuuuuuuuun.]

((OOC: Also worth noting OOCly for anyone who missed it is Hank's Eschaton Society meeting for the bad guys! There's also a log, linked at the bottom of the post.))

Fifth Lesson // Be Still My Love (Backdated to yesterday morning, because I am a derp.)

[ruined_jaw]

[Even before his powers manifested, Jono had been a pretty light sleeper. Nowadays, what he does could be more accurately considered prolonged dozing, than actual sleeping. It's because of this that he's surprised that something is "waking" him up, as though he'd been dead asleep, which never happens. It takes Jono a moment to realize that the thing attempting to wake him up is small, rainbow-headed, and has a mismatched gaze to match the one person in Paradisa he can truly say he loves.]

Billie?

Good morning, daddy!

[The sound of a palm hitting a forehead can be heard over the journal.]

Didn't know you lot could change owners. Where's your mum?

Here, there, everywhere. Don't you know? Let's go find her!

Fine, fine. Lead on then. Just lemme put on some trousers, first.

[Jono will be pulling on pants now, and be lead by the hand all over the castle, as they look for Delirium.]

fifth snare

[fanstheflame]

[Filtered To Those Who Don't Live In The Castle Proper]

Anyone know of a place I could stay for the next ... week or so? I really, really, really don't want to be here right now.

[/Filter]


[and then Gale was tromping his way out to the woods, backpack over his shoulder, to wait until he got a decent reply. guess who doesn't want to deal with the fact that Katniss has a kid, right now? or, you know. ever. because everyone in this cast knows how to deal with their feelings in the best ways]