Jul. 14th, 2012
oo3 ⇎ dictated | written.
Jul. 14th, 2012 01:06 am( DICTATED )
Hey, thanks for all your help with information here, Lois. I appreciate you taking the time out to indulge me and my questions.
Although, speaking of questions — is it true that people here who, well, pass away can apparently return to the living? Is that normal for around here? That would be some kind of… immortality, given to us so that the castle here never runs out of people to sustain itself on? If that were the case, given the information that about Libet and its offer of rewards to its people, I wonder if that’s what the castle thinks it’s doing for us.
Sustaining us so we can sustain it in turn in some strange form of quid pro quo, wouldn’t that be weird…
( Zack )
Hey, thanks for all your help with information here, Lois. I appreciate you taking the time out to indulge me and my questions.
Although, speaking of questions — is it true that people here who, well, pass away can apparently return to the living? Is that normal for around here? That would be some kind of… immortality, given to us so that the castle here never runs out of people to sustain itself on? If that were the case, given the information that about Libet and its offer of rewards to its people, I wonder if that’s what the castle thinks it’s doing for us.
Sustaining us so we can sustain it in turn in some strange form of quid pro quo, wouldn’t that be weird…
( Zack )
[Someone is paying the price of room redecorating/expanding via wishing. And is stubbornly sitting at her desk, attempting to continue working despite her misery. It also happens to be the first time she has ever been sick- elf immunity, you know.]
[Filtered from first gens, their allies, or anyone who would pass information on to them]
I find it curious that there has been so little discussion regarding what was discovered in that alternate realm not long ago. Mayhaps many do not wish to dwell on it. Such an attitude is more than understandable and yet I think it important to—
[There’s some rustling as she cuts herself off and reaches for a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her brow. How is she sweating when she has chills? She’s exhausted, sweating, freezing, and generally feeling miserable. And she certainly sounds it when she speaks again.]
Forgive me, I seem to be somewhat unwell. [A pause as she gathers herself enough to continue.]
I also wish to enquire about an upcoming expedition. I believe I have heard it mentioned, but there is precious little information about.
[There’s some more rustling as she shifts restlessly in her seat and then the journal catches her muttering to herself:] I do not know how mortals endure this.
[Filtered from first gens, their allies, or anyone who would pass information on to them]
I find it curious that there has been so little discussion regarding what was discovered in that alternate realm not long ago. Mayhaps many do not wish to dwell on it. Such an attitude is more than understandable and yet I think it important to—
[There’s some rustling as she cuts herself off and reaches for a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her brow. How is she sweating when she has chills? She’s exhausted, sweating, freezing, and generally feeling miserable. And she certainly sounds it when she speaks again.]
Forgive me, I seem to be somewhat unwell. [A pause as she gathers herself enough to continue.]
I also wish to enquire about an upcoming expedition. I believe I have heard it mentioned, but there is precious little information about.
[There’s some more rustling as she shifts restlessly in her seat and then the journal catches her muttering to herself:] I do not know how mortals endure this.
[Kat's journal opens with a CRASH. Nope, the castle hadn't forgotten about all the components she'd previously wished for in order to make her impressive armory, a hangar, and the FALCON. One wish for breakfast as she was finishing her morning routine brought it all down on her in one fell swoop, and for someone unused to feeling at such a disadvantage she'd lost her balance directly into her desk.]
Damnit, what the hell?
Damnit, what the hell?
[There's no chill in the morning air today, but Phoenix is still buried under blankets--and an Eevee asleep on his legs--on his futon in his room. Having awoken with a rather unpleasant headcold and low-grade fever, he promptly wished for some hot water with lemon and many extra blankets.
Now, his fever has escalated, his throat is sore and his muscles ache; when he speaks into the journal, it's with a weak whine.]
I'm definitely dyinnng....
[He's very much not, but he does have, for all intents and purposes, a bad case of the flu.]
And my... my wall thing is gone!
[High fevers don't do much for elocution. He takes a deep breath and tries desperately to think of the word.]
The thing--it was hanging on my wall. Big picture, really pretty....
[With a groan, he gives up and wishes for more lemon water. Strange, he seems to be getting a stomach ache now....
Hope that multitude of fireworks was worth it.]
Now, his fever has escalated, his throat is sore and his muscles ache; when he speaks into the journal, it's with a weak whine.]
I'm definitely dyinnng....
[He's very much not, but he does have, for all intents and purposes, a bad case of the flu.]
And my... my wall thing is gone!
[High fevers don't do much for elocution. He takes a deep breath and tries desperately to think of the word.]
The thing--it was hanging on my wall. Big picture, really pretty....
[With a groan, he gives up and wishes for more lemon water. Strange, he seems to be getting a stomach ache now....
Dictated / Action at the castle
Jul. 14th, 2012 10:45 am[ Apparently today Lucy has decided to give this 'wishing' thing a try. She may regret it later. There is silence from Lucy for a while, though the journal picks up the occasional delighted noise as wishing does indeed seem to work the way it is intended. So. Cool. ]
There, that's ... a little better. This wishing thing is really kind of cool but... does it always make you feel so worn out afterwards?
Puuuun.
[ Plue had no idea. Really all Lucy did was wish for one or two things. And maybe some new shoes. Just to experiment; and now she was feeling a little woozy. ]
Pu Puun?
I'm fine Plue - why don't we go outside for some air?
[ Bad idea bad idea bad ideaaaaaa - ]
Puuuun~!
[ And with that Lucy prepares to set out - boldly she pushes open her door! Confidently she takes a step in to the hall ...where she gets hit with such a wave of dizziness and nausea she falls flat on her face. Plue narrowly avoids getting squished. With some effort she pushes herself up right, using the wall for support, the dizzying weakness reminding her a lot of feeling her magic drained. Just... a little air. To clear her head- that's all she needed. She's just going to ...slowly start making her way down the hall, with Plue anxiously following beside her. ]
There, that's ... a little better. This wishing thing is really kind of cool but... does it always make you feel so worn out afterwards?
Puuuun.
[ Plue had no idea. Really all Lucy did was wish for one or two things. And maybe some new shoes. Just to experiment; and now she was feeling a little woozy. ]
Pu Puun?
I'm fine Plue - why don't we go outside for some air?
[ Bad idea bad idea bad ideaaaaaa - ]
Puuuun~!
[ And with that Lucy prepares to set out - boldly she pushes open her door! Confidently she takes a step in to the hall ...where she gets hit with such a wave of dizziness and nausea she falls flat on her face. Plue narrowly avoids getting squished. With some effort she pushes herself up right, using the wall for support, the dizzying weakness reminding her a lot of feeling her magic drained. Just... a little air. To clear her head- that's all she needed. She's just going to ...slowly start making her way down the hall, with Plue anxiously following beside her. ]
Hey guys. Did you know? Paradisa's moon is actually blue... you think I would have noticed that, but I guess I just either forgot, or I just stopped looking at the moon seriously. It's actually really pretty, but if you think about it... why is it blue? Is the moon itself blue, or is it caused by some weird reflection coming off of the earth.
Oh, that reminds me, I can't remember... is the sky blue because it's reflecting off the blue of the ocean, or is the ocean blue because it's reflecting the blue of the sky? I know it's one of the two, but I can't remember which. I was thinking about it while I was watching the sky earlier, and it was really bugging me. So if anyone can help me with that, that would be great.
[but Maya, why have you been sitting here and staring at the sky all day? Well, all of the wishes that she's accumulated over the last three years have caught up with her, and she's been stuck on the roof for pretty much the whole day. Over the course of the day she's slowly inched her way over to her journal, so that's a step in the right direction. But, of course, Maya being Maya, it's not like she's going to admit that her energy is all sapped, so you get to listen to her inane ramblings :) Congratulations]
Another thing, where do constellations come from? People just made them up in older times by looking for shapes in the stars, right? So... doesn't that mean that anyone could make up a constellation? If that's the case, I know what's going to be my next project.
[ooc: feel free to respond either over the journal or in person... if you're hanging out on the roof]
Oh, that reminds me, I can't remember... is the sky blue because it's reflecting off the blue of the ocean, or is the ocean blue because it's reflecting the blue of the sky? I know it's one of the two, but I can't remember which. I was thinking about it while I was watching the sky earlier, and it was really bugging me. So if anyone can help me with that, that would be great.
[but Maya, why have you been sitting here and staring at the sky all day? Well, all of the wishes that she's accumulated over the last three years have caught up with her, and she's been stuck on the roof for pretty much the whole day. Over the course of the day she's slowly inched her way over to her journal, so that's a step in the right direction. But, of course, Maya being Maya, it's not like she's going to admit that her energy is all sapped, so you get to listen to her inane ramblings :) Congratulations]
Another thing, where do constellations come from? People just made them up in older times by looking for shapes in the stars, right? So... doesn't that mean that anyone could make up a constellation? If that's the case, I know what's going to be my next project.
[ooc: feel free to respond either over the journal or in person... if you're hanging out on the roof]
002 | dictated
Jul. 14th, 2012 01:12 pmYo! [Cheerful voice is cheerful, and loud as usual]
Been wondering, since I heard about the wishing thing, but what are some of the things you guys have wished for?
I don't really understand how it works- [He doesn't understand how much works in this place, in all honesty] -but I'm curious.
Been wondering, since I heard about the wishing thing, but what are some of the things you guys have wished for?
I don't really understand how it works- [He doesn't understand how much works in this place, in all honesty] -but I'm curious.
Scroll Thirty Five
Jul. 14th, 2012 02:18 pm[Spike, over his year of living in the castle, has wished for a lot. After all, why wouldn't he? He was raised by a magical unicorn. Magic is just something that's ALWAYS THERE. Now, unfortunately, he's paying the price. The journal picks up his groan as he wakes up at his usual 7am]
Awww man, I don't feel so good. Why is the room spinning? The lobsters didn't come back, did they? Maybe some tea will help. Yo, castle. Tea me.
[And thus comes the result of another Bad Decision Made By Spike. That pot of tea was the straw that broke the camels back. Or in this case, drained the baby dragon enough that he lost conciousness.
There's a dull thud over the journals, before the pages soak in tea. Dragon down people]
[[OOC: And Spike is out for a canon bump! Feel free to drag his unconscious self anywhere, there won't be any replies from him]]
Awww man, I don't feel so good. Why is the room spinning? The lobsters didn't come back, did they? Maybe some tea will help. Yo, castle. Tea me.
[And thus comes the result of another Bad Decision Made By Spike. That pot of tea was the straw that broke the camels back. Or in this case, drained the baby dragon enough that he lost conciousness.
There's a dull thud over the journals, before the pages soak in tea. Dragon down people]
[[OOC: And Spike is out for a canon bump! Feel free to drag his unconscious self anywhere, there won't be any replies from him]]
Making the Best of It [Action]
Jul. 14th, 2012 04:13 pm[Ashura was coping with his new and sudden lack of hair. He felt colder, that was for sure, and he was not imagining it no matter what anyone said! It was definitely colder without his hair and he kept turning his head to fast, making his neck ache. His hair had weighed quite a bit without him really noticing....
He had managed to work out a sort of wrap for his head using some of his longer sashes (which had been on the floor thing morning delightfully thanks to the new tantrum the Castle was throwing), but he had one at least, to hide his mournfully un-haired head, pinned with a jewel and tastefully flowing down his shoulders. Though he was sure anyone and everyone noticed his hair missing regardless.
So today he was trying to escape that and the castle's hissy fit, and was out with Svitana. He had paused to put the dragon-horse through its paces, doing a check up on him, and had paused to consider his claws in the open fields between Castle and stable.
And suddenly felt a breeze over his head.
No!
But yes.
A strong wind had caught his sash and torn it away, and now it was blowing about on the wind, merry as you please. Ashura grunted, hoping onto Svitana and giving chase, not really caring how odd it seemed - a bald elf on a dragon horse chasing a whimsical sash. There had been worse days.]
[ooc: help him catch the sash? catch it and play keep away? laugh?]
He had managed to work out a sort of wrap for his head using some of his longer sashes (which had been on the floor thing morning delightfully thanks to the new tantrum the Castle was throwing), but he had one at least, to hide his mournfully un-haired head, pinned with a jewel and tastefully flowing down his shoulders. Though he was sure anyone and everyone noticed his hair missing regardless.
So today he was trying to escape that and the castle's hissy fit, and was out with Svitana. He had paused to put the dragon-horse through its paces, doing a check up on him, and had paused to consider his claws in the open fields between Castle and stable.
And suddenly felt a breeze over his head.
No!
But yes.
A strong wind had caught his sash and torn it away, and now it was blowing about on the wind, merry as you please. Ashura grunted, hoping onto Svitana and giving chase, not really caring how odd it seemed - a bald elf on a dragon horse chasing a whimsical sash. There had been worse days.]
[ooc: help him catch the sash? catch it and play keep away? laugh?]
Episode 96
Jul. 14th, 2012 06:10 pmMy head feels like it's going to split open. Is the clinic back to normal yet? [he's been avoiding it since the House takeover, but might just risk it now]
ƒ017. weekend at faith's
Jul. 14th, 2012 08:19 pmThis place is finally trying to cash in on that wishing, huh?
People moving out or are you just dealing with that? Sounds like a trick anyway. The castle seemed pretty excited to give things out before.
[She's pouring herself a drink. Outside the club she lives at. For the record, she doesn't wish for anything. Everything she has, she stole. It was easier.]
Anyone know if it happened before?
※ fifty two }{ dictated
Jul. 14th, 2012 08:24 pm( candy bonsai filter )
[dictated]
Quick survey. [She's managed to catch her breath by now. Elektra still sounds tired, but is doing her best to hide it with annoyance.] How is everyone feeling today?
( Friends )
( Oliver Queen )
[ooc; that first filter is open to anyone who wants to be there.]
[dictated]
Quick survey. [She's managed to catch her breath by now. Elektra still sounds tired, but is doing her best to hide it with annoyance.] How is everyone feeling today?
( Friends )
( Oliver Queen )
[ooc; that first filter is open to anyone who wants to be there.]
Eight Zephers
Jul. 14th, 2012 09:35 pm[Earlier in the day...
Outside, Tenma forgot his soccer ball, so he wishes for one. No sickness for him, but when he moves...]
Ow!
[Suddenly, the poor boy's on the floor, clutching his ankle. His journal flutters out from the fall]
...Huh? How did I twist my ankle...?
Outside, Tenma forgot his soccer ball, so he wishes for one. No sickness for him, but when he moves...]
Ow!
[Suddenly, the poor boy's on the floor, clutching his ankle. His journal flutters out from the fall]
...Huh? How did I twist my ankle...?
[Dictated]
Jul. 14th, 2012 10:34 pm[Today from the journals you might hear the slightly hesitant voice of a boy.]
Hello? Am I using this thing right? It still doesn't make very much sense to me.
Ah, but anyway. I guess I had a few questions to ask.
Is everyone okay? I've heard a lot of stuff about people getting sick. Is there anything I could do to help?
Ah, also I've been thinking about something. I don't know what my loss is yet, but my best friend can't eat his favorite food anymore. Can anyone think of any foods that are easy to learn how to make? I want to try and find some new favorite foods for him.
But I don't know very much about cooking. Just baking, and that won't work anymore.
Hello? Am I using this thing right? It still doesn't make very much sense to me.
Ah, but anyway. I guess I had a few questions to ask.
Is everyone okay? I've heard a lot of stuff about people getting sick. Is there anything I could do to help?
Ah, also I've been thinking about something. I don't know what my loss is yet, but my best friend can't eat his favorite food anymore. Can anyone think of any foods that are easy to learn how to make? I want to try and find some new favorite foods for him.
But I don't know very much about cooking. Just baking, and that won't work anymore.