Episode 100

[spongetastic]

[Peter is writing tonight; it's just easier to get out the words that way] Esther... Sister Blanchett is gone from the castle. But it would mean a lot if the church here in the castle is maintained. I hope people will keep using it.

ReMask 005 - Dictated

[crownless_king]

Gooooood morning boys, girls, Reno and robots! Today is a lovely little day this side of the magical planescape. I'm Travis, but you already know that, here to bring you some good cheer. Why is that?

Well first, let me go on the record one last time. The DeathMatch, the best fucking place in all of Paradisa, is hiring. Bartenders and bouncers, which means ample opportunity to knock heads and knock back drinks. It's so fucking awesome, we got a ninja and an Italian gigolo working here. I mean you can't beat that, right? Ninjas and Italian gigolos. The only thing missing is a robot.

And you, of course.

But hey, I get it. You want the booze and brawls without the menial labor. Well then this is where the news gets great. Because in five days time, the DeathMatch officially reopens for business! Better than ever and fit to burst with all the entertainment your stunned ass could ever want. And to celebrate, we're gonna be holding a big party on the night. We'll have everything from free drinks, to activities like "Pin the explosion on Superboy Prime's face" and "Dunk the Azula cosplayer".

So mark the calendar! Five days from today! September 10th!

And there you go. Now back to your regularly scheduled...castleness.

002 - Pop!

[silentrunning]

Backdated to shortly after Hard Harry's broadcast Monday night.

[Hello Paradisa? Are you enjoying your Monday night, now that Hard Harry's closed out his broadcast, the journals are really quiet aren't they? Welp, that'll be changing very very soon.

It starts off slowly. Just a few isolated sharp pops, coming over any open journals. And if you're in theSati tower by chance, the sound just might be reverberating through your walls.

Mark Hunter has possibly inadvertently created a monster. He has given one former Aperture Science test subject a huge role of bubble wrap and told her it's good for stomping on.

And that is exactly what Chell is doing, on a quiet Monday evening. Popping bubble wrap like any sane person would.]

[Open in person and over the journals, though you might have to scream to get her to hear you over the racket. Vice versa, if you want to come pop bubbles with her, she'd surely be glad for company.]

4th Card

[legacydeck]

( [filtered to Felix] )

Eleven Truffula Trees

[whichwayyoulean]

[As the boats make their way back up the windy jungle river, the Once-ler takes this time to dictate into journal. Mostly to try to not pay attention to the fact they're on a large body of water. Again]

Day fifteen of unwilling capture.

We're back on the river of doom and heading back to the castle of even-larger-doom. Note to me: get a better security system to stop this from happening ever again. Seriously. Whoever said this would be fun and good for me clearly have me wrong. I don't find giant birds of death fun at all. They're not even slightly giggle-worthy.

Oh, and while we're on the subject. Quick poll for the people back in the castle. When you hear weird bird sounds in a jungle you've just landed at, do you mimic those sounds and so attract the attention of whatever is making those sounds so they come and make 'friends' with you?

If you answered 'no', then congratulations, you're not completely insane, which is more than can be said for some people who won't be named here.

...

His name rhymes with proud.

two kendamas ; [ DICTATED... ]

[pocketmage]

[ Oh, you guys were trying to veg out on such a nice evening? Don't mind the scream: ]

AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!

❧One - [Dictated]

[silvertree]

More ancient than the next stories and odes of a past unbeknown to me linger within these grand halls.

[ Flipping through the pages of an unnamed book, Celeborn speaks in low and hushed tone. He's within the library, you see; idly passing away the time reading as many books as he possibly can. While none of these tomes spoke of how he could win his freedom, the Elvenlord seems to be intrigued nonetheless. ]

One must wonder where such lore ends and the truth begins. More often than not such fanciful tales are forged from forgotten truths.

[ He closes the book suddenly. ]

This is a commonalty that all realms share despite their differences in culture, belief, and people. Therefore I wonder what commonality is shared between this realm and our own. While I'm more than certain such a topic as been discussed before, I merely wish to discuss both our similarities and our differences whether they are cultural or not.

[ Plucking yet another book off the nearby shelf, Celeborn flips through it rather quickly before placing it back. ]

I do believe speaking with others would prove to be rather...intriguing. More so than reading.

☠ 047

[molotov]

[For the first time since she came off her loss as a horrible teenage spy, Molotov is in a good mood. For the most part, she tends to not mind losses that much, but she had forgotten how lonely and tiring it was to be so angry and paranoid, especially when she had to do it without her father/handler this time around. But this morning, she woke up in an inexplicably excellent humor, and decided to make the most of it.

That means, after her bears were all taken care of, she is out and about! There are a few specific things she has in mind, though.]

( Filtered to those who are looking for property in town )

( Filtered to Vriska Serket )

( Clinic, early afternoon )

[Molotov has spent the rest of the day just floating around the castle, being as pleasant as she's capable of! Run into her?]

[002] Lisa Reisert

[lisareisert]

[Lisa has been here for about two weeks now and she's definitely starting to feel a little more comfortable. Of course she still has quite a few questions to ask and she hasn't managed to explore the whole area yet but give her time. At least she managed to find her room okay without any help from anyone. That's where she is right now, the journal sitting in front of her. Okay, this question has been bugging her for a while now so here goes.]

I keep hearing and reading about this 'wish' thing. Can I really just wish for anything and it'll appear? I mean there must be some limitations, right?

Just curious.

[No, she hasn't tried it herself before. Probably because she doesn't quite believe it.]