Fourth House of Westeros ♛ Written

[songsandstories]

I have learned a lot of this place. The people who have come before and the lands that have yet to be discovered. I have learned of the magic and of the First Generation. What is to come if we bide our time here too long.

Have there been many people to leave the castle? If the dangers be as they claim.

Have any of us gone into the Dead Zone or beyond for good?

[She's writing this just outside the castle itself. It makes her uneasy, but she knows the Starks are there. She couldn't leave Arya or Robb for all the gold the Lannister's held. This was just more of a musing.]

ooc: feel free to interrupt her outside.

Twenty-Sixth Flutter

[3_butterflies]

[Dictated : Filtered from Twilight Sparkle and Shining Armor.]

Um... may I have a moment of your time?

My friends and I are doing a little project for our friend, Twilight Sparkle. She's been having a rough time... Her brother is here, but he doesn't remember her... it's his loss.

So we decided to create a book all about Twilight, and all the wonderful things she's done, so Shining will love her even if he doesn't remember her. So... um, if you'd like... could you please tell me about anything Twilight's done for you while she's been here?

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[cheerupemoborg]

[Ah! Libraries. Nice and quiet!

Oh, look, there's Hank slouched in a chair and enjoying said quiet as we speak. He looks more relaxed then he's ever been. Maybe it has to do with the lack of noise. Cause it's just so damn quiet.

He hasn't even made a peep in the last hour.]


...*cough*...


[Well, not until now.

For anyone else there, this is probably more like an awkward silence. Hank may be relaxed right now, but boy for some reason he does not look it. Must be that crazy look in his eye.

Be a real shame if someone tried to disturb this peace...]

ooc: Loss continues!

(no subject)

[payback]

[A small sigh. All dictated.]

I'm back in the castle now. I got back yesterday. [She just took a day to lie around.] For at least two weeks, longer if I can help it. How is everyone? [Whimsically:] Hello, everyone who's new. My name's Rin. I hope you're having an all right time of things so far. Welcome to Paradisa.

[At the moment, the girl herself can be found stretched out on her back on the grass next to the duck pond with her arms folded under her head. Maybe she's cloudwatching, maybe she's napping, or maybe it's both?

There's a weird cactus-looking creature near her, kind of hidden in the other plants, swaying and making weird clunking noises to itself. Rin appears to be otherwise unaccompanied.]

sixth design [ written / dictated ]

[arealwoman]

[ The first thing that comes across the journal is just some idle scribbling, in a red pen if you wished to know. And then it stops, just for a moment before Hello? is written in the journal. And when that, along with her scribbles, remains in the journal? Surprise is the least of what Christina feels. And then, after another pause, she speaks ]

I was beginning to think I'd be cut off forever.

[ Every time she's tried to write in the journal or speak in to it it hasn't picked up anything, and she hasn't been able to leave her room, either ]

You can actually hear this?

[ But what is waiting for an answer ]

I wouldn't have thought until now that being stuck alone for so long would be so terrible, but it's surprising how that can change when it happens. Not sure how glad I am to have missed the excitement after that.

[ Some of it, yes, although to just read and listen to everything happening and be unable to do anything or be there? Wow, that's not fun ]

So... did anything happened that didn't get recorded?

thirty-eighth phase [ dictated / written ]

[walkinthruwalls]

[ That morning sees Kitty in the kitchen with a tub of ice cream. Yes, she's having ice cream for breakfast, as after being a toy for a month she wants something good, and raspberry ice cream is that.

She's got her journal open beside her and, with her eating, is writting in it. Hey guys ]

Toys can be fun, I loved mine when I was a kid. My favourite was this stuffed rabbit that I had, which I kind of miss, just in sentimental ways. But it was nice just having it and being able to do stuff, especially if people were busy and you had to play alone.

[ Always sad ]

Being a toy is pretty weird though, not that I've ever wondered what it was like. At least nothing really happened? You hear some pretty awful toy stories some times, like dogs eating them or... stuff. But I'm not broken, and I'm definitely in one piece. And no longer a toy, which I like.

So did anyone have a favourite toy?

Oh, and has anyone seen a lost-looking Mareep? I think she's wandered off with me being gone. She's got a pink ribbon around her neck and answers to Sarah.

[ Nudge, Nora & Bonnie ]
We should go shopping. And are you guys okay?

Also there's a lot of ice cream in the kitchen and I don't think I can eat it all.

eighth ★; [ action ]

[chubbycreampuff]

[ It's a beautiful morning, and Kirby isn't about to spend it cooped up inside. Why wouldn't he take the opportunity to play? Outside, nearby the castle, this pink puffball is kicking around a simple yellow ball. The ball is barely smaller than him, and it's a bit difficult to kick around, but he's been managing fine for the past half hour.

Even star warriors get tired sometimes, though. His kicks become weaker as he frolics outside, and soon enough, he decides he's going to have to step up his game a little.

It's a pity he misjudged how much power he was putting into that kick.

The yellow ball literally goes flying into the sky, and Kirby's eyes are glued to it as it begins to fall back down from its high point. ]

Poyooooooo... [ he says under his breath, watching it go. ]