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[kungfuwitch]

[Having had not one, but both sisters be sent home from this place and suddenly have the only other person from your world not only be your ex husband... but your ex husband who doesn't REMEMBER you would make anyone a little down in the dumps.

Phoebe is... making pancakes. She's in the kitchen looking all snazzy in her frilly apron as she sprinkles chocolate chips on the pancake currently on the pan in front of her. She's got bowls laid out next to her with blueberries, raspberries and a number of other delicious things one could potentially add to pancakes. She grins, popping a chocolate chip in her mouth as she dictates]

You know, it really is a beautiful morning. And do you know what every beautiful morning needs? A good breakfast. I'm making pancakes If anyone would like some! I've also got bacon and the muffins should be ready in juuuuust a little bit. No wonder Piper used to bake all the time, this is wonderful!

((ooc: Open!! Phoebe's on a loss to help her "deal" with Piper going home. Loss info here

Oh and something I almost forgot to mention: Anyone with any sort of empathetic powers will sense that she is immensely hurt and sad... no matter how ridiculously chipper she's acting))

Mission 016 ~ [Dictated]

[noblefive]

[There's a bored supersoldier abound, so the next thing across the journals shouldn't be a surprise.]

Hey, uh... Does anyone want to do something? We don't have to know each other. I think I just need to get out a bit more.

I need training partners. People with better-than-human strength, preferrably...

[Yes, this is as awkward as it sounds...]

Or walking, going for a drink, anything really.

Trick 007 | Kaito Kuroba | [ Dictated ]

[moonlightmagician]

Okay, that's pretty impressive.

Who hacked castle's network and can you teach me how to do that?

prayer six ✞ esther has a banquet!

[starhipped]

[If you happen to wander by the kitchens at some point, you'll notice that there is a lot of cooking currently going on and some people gathered! It looks like someone has decided to throw a party of sorts for everyone in Paradisa, because on the journal the following message will appear:]

Hello, everyone!
I know I spoke to many of you a few weeks ago about all getting together and having a dinner party!
Well, I was thinking that having it tonight would be awesome, if you aren't all busy! I'll be in the kitchens, working on preparing food if others want to join me.

Once all the food is ready, we can move outside and eat!
This invitation is open to everyone, not just the people I spoke to, so please try and stop by!

Sister Esther Blanchett

[Oh! That sounds kind of fun, right? And if you decide to go, you'll probably be greeted by a cheerful nun (who is much happier now that her superior has safely been returned to the castle), and get to eat lots of good food that you might not be able to wish for on your own!]

[ooc: The actual banquet post, only a few days late! Which is good, for me. Like I said, even if your character didn't IC comment to her first post, please still attend! There will be mingling posts below for both the preparation before the banquet, during and the clean up afterwards .. feel free to have your character show up at any time!]

fifty-second labyrinth (backdated to the 10th)

[lord_wizard]

[He should probably have expected it. For about a week everything had been going so right. They had made progress on the wards and then he and Ashura had spent a very pleasant weekend at the tower after the others had left.

And then what? Eleven went home first, then people disappeared, Geoff's boyfriend left while he was gone, and then Yuan died - all in the space of a week or so.

Of course nothing could ever be stable here for long.

He'd been so wrapped up in everything and the increasingly dark nature of his mood that it had taken him a few days, after the chaos had died down, that he hadn't seen any sign of his houseboy.

Annoyance covering up a pang of worry, he headed down to the boy's room and spotted the missing nameplate instantly. He cursed under his breath and punched the door.

Another missed opportunity. Another friend going home to die, in all likelihood, given how much he'd seen about Dextera's home. Yes, he hated the castle a little more than normal today.

He returned to his room and flopped into a chair. He could feel that old black rage threatening on the edges. Probably best not to be alone. And, it seems, he had some matters to attend to. It was seductive, but he wouldn't give into that old anger today. Others things were more important.

Time to open the journal...]

For those of you acquainted with Dextera, it would seem that he's been sent home

( Yuan's friends )

( Rin )

( Fenris and Geoffrey )

test chamber 03 ;

[sawadeertoday]

[ Besides leaving her room for food, GLaDOS has been holed up in her room for the past while. If one could actually get in, they would see papers on every surface available, each labelled differently. She did vividly recall what her creations back at her facility were made of, but the problem was obtaining the materials. She had heard of 'wishing', but in her opinion, that was extremely ridiculous. Who knew if it even worked, and if it did, were the objects reliable? The former AI was still convinced that whoever had done this to them was toying with them, evidently, as it was scientifically impossible. Unless the technology really was advanced and had mind-reading capacities, but GLaDOS vehemently denied that as well. Even though she was human now, she still had a sense of pride for being the most advanced technology everywhere.

Right now, she's poring over her notes, unsure if she should even bother speaking to the residents. Eventually, she gives in, neatly writing in some filters. ]

( ( Everyone except Wheatley ) )

( ( Maya ) )

(no subject)

[save_the_souls]

( Friends and Acquaintances who also knew Yuan and/or Tim )

( Peeta )

[Dictated; he's given up filtering because it might be too long]

Ah...I guess I should say that I'm back safely along with the others who were kidnapped. I'm...sorry for worrying anyone!

Has...everyone been all right here....all things considering? Or did I miss anything? [Man...this is just awkward] If not...then it's good to be back!

Think that's all I wanted to say...

11

[doublethefun]

[there is an extremely distracted pony in the lobby today. It looks like she's (slowly) making her way outside, but the ipad floating in front of her seems to be causing her all sorts of consternation. Heck, she's baring her teeth at the thing and practically hissing at it.]

Laugh at me, will thee? I shall destroy thy shelter, thou pestilent porcine with thy undeserved pomposity. [grrrrr] I have the grasp of it now, smug swine. Thou wilt -

[she stops moving completely. She would be utterly still, but for her tail and mane flowing in the nonexistent wind. There might be a crackle of latent electricity in the air, and it might be getting a bit darker.

A barely audible hiss:] I despise thee.





[...somepony might have somehow picked up Frustrated Aves.]

[ 64 ]

[needtoruleit]

( Delirium )

[and so, Billy does the only intelligent thing, and uses himself as a guinea pig. After a couple minutes of general rustling background noises--]

I think it's... [nngh, an uncertain noise] ...working?

[then there's a weird sort of pause, and the sound of him bumping clumsily into the journal] No, this... uh-oh.

I, uh. [oh, and there's an odd-sounding giggle] Ha, something's not right.

[and then he laughs again. Giggling to himself, then chuckling, like the hilarity of the situation is slowly dawning on him]

Haa ha, yeah! Something is really--[gghk snickering into his hands]--something is, heheehee--really wrong!

[oh god, now he's really starting to crack up, the chuckling breaking into full-bodied laughter... and finally, rolling all the way up into a real, from-the-core evil laugh.

And it's going to continue like that for a little while, even though he really has absolutely nothing to be laughing about. The journal is finally relieved of the sound when he gets up and helplessly giggles himself out into the hallway, slowly making his way toward the clinic]

little bit cold here

[persequor]

[ Backdated to when this entry went up. Just imagine she had more filters in there and it was all one entry. Okay? Okay. ]

( Hellboy )

( People kidnapped with me )

Twelfth Time - When Mr. Happy needs a raincoat... [action]

[losemycherry]

( You're about to view content that the poster has advised should be viewed with discretion. )

{{002. It's so easy, an Asgardian can do it! ... Okay, maybe not. Early morning.

[livinglavidaloki]

[Well, Loki most certainly wasn't in a good mood. His lurking and reading the journals served him a little too well. The individual newly under his 'tutelage' just happened to run into another person from his own timeline. The same person also came into contact with Clint, also apparently from the same timeline, and the conversation went quiet (to him) in the journals after the first few moments of their interaction. Such interaction was clear in the direction it was headed. Then there was something else that bothered him. People coming back from the dead as a regular occurrence, that was a new trick. People. Were not. Supposed to do that, generally, no. He'd just have to get creative at this point, not that he had any problem with it.

Despite his apparent ease with dealing with these upcoming problems and solutions, Loki was not at all at apparent ease himself. He was rather serious and purposeful in his strides on his way through the castle, and he very much seemed to know where he was going. The kitchens, and at this early of an hour, it was doubtful that there would be much anyone else to disturb him. Perhaps he would be in a better mood if he had eaten since the past, oh, how many days? He wasn't as big of an eater as the others of his world, and could probably go without for a very long time, but it was something he preferred not to miss out on.

Unfortunately upon his arrival to the kitchens, he came across quite a few obstacles. Namely, the appliances. Have the sound of a microwave explosion from the kitchen over the journals. You're welcome.]

[[OOC: I said I was doing it. I delivered. Also, it seemed to be missed the last post I did when I said something, so I'm saying something in OOC, but Loki is dressed in his 'human' disguise clothes.]]

86 Swords in the Stone

[excalibured]

[Filtered AWAY from anyone who would use this info for harm, children and away from First Gens;]

[There's a noticeable pause in between the filter and when he actually starts to talk, but his voice is level when he finally does]

My condolences toward your recent losses, and further so, that I have to be the bearer of unfortunate news. But...You cannot protect everyone, not all of the time, and it nature of death here is one that concerns all of us.

I was the first body to remain behind for the duration of the two weeks, in Paradisa, last August. When I returned, I asked others who had died what had happened to them. They held a reoccurring theme. They either became castle ghosts, and served others...Some did not remember, and others simply were isolated.

I experienced something quite different. I was entirely aware of what had happened to me, of what was currently happening during the time I had been gone.

[A pause, it doesn't ever really get easier for him to talk about] It was essentially, nothingness- I could not use any of my senses, not to see, hear or speak. I could not feel anything around me. Not that I could move to do so, had I wanted to.

Initially it was because...I had been cremated, and Paradisa had to be so kind as to reconstruct me. I can strongly assure you that it's a most painful procedure, and quite so long to accomplish. And once it has, well you cannot move then either. And you are hyper aware of everything your body is doing. Your blood, your heart, your stilted breathing-

You will have to bury them, or...Set them aside somewhere. And while I cannot guarantee they will experience anything like I have, you must be prepared that they will not come back as you expect them to.

The dead should stay dead. [Another pause] If you have any questions, you may ask. If I deem them to be irrelevant, Rubedo shall answer them for me.

[aka anything he just finds too difficult to talk about en masse]

[ooc: children as in 10 years and younger, so teens if so wishing, can still respond]

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[shinybaldhead]

Castle took my voice. Can't talk. This shit had better not last longer than a week.

[Filtered to friends:]

Would one of you guys please wish me up something to eat??? Starving. Send help.

jukebox selection G06 - shakin' it loose ; reo speedwagon

[huntersdaughter]

to friends ]

I pulled a few favors in and I've managed to get the Miniature Golf in the city to let me have the whole place for a day. I asked for Saturday, but I'm pretty sure another favor owed could let me push it to Sunday if everyone's too busy on Saturday.

Either way, we've all had a helluva lot going on lately and I think we just need to reconnect with our friends that are here and remember that even when it's been a crap month - that we've still got each other.

Also, it'll be a nice reminder that some healthy competition is perfectly fine. I'll bring alcohol, for those that would prefer not to enjoy colored balls and windmills completely sober.

Just let me know if you're gonna be there and I'll start tallying up a list.

[There is a definite implied tone that some of you will be dragged there regardless of you RSVPing here.]

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( Arya )