The first blood // And he awakens

[nolifecount]

[The vampire had already explored the castle thoroughly and nothing really impresses him. He wasn’t in the mood, especially when he is hungry and didn’t have a drink of even the slightest drop for many years since the Second World War. Arthur, his previous master, sealed him in his coffin and put him to sleep. What troubles him is that he can’t sense Arthur anymore.

Alucard is not quick to rejoice at seemingly opportune moment of his freedom. He never forgets Abraham's instructions to him when he was asleep and that doctor experimented magic and alchemy to enslave him to the Helsing's line forever. He needed to make sure and explore the dimensions of the castle thoroughly before rejoicing his liberation from his long slumber.

The castle is beautiful, yes, down to every detail. Everything is picturesque perfect – the weather, the facilities, the interior decorations, the furniture, and even his personal room. The place is surreal like a heaven and a dream. Is this dream a reality? . Paradisa isn’t like Earth even though Paradisa is a total mimicry with Earth-like aspects.

He picked up his journal and inscribed in the following ink.]

“Bird of Hermes is my name.
Eating my Wings makes me tame.”

[He wrote in some more. It seems people used the journals to communicate with each. What are the odds that someone would talk to him?]

“Hello, and good-evening. My name is Alucard. So, this is how you people communicate?”

[His question came off casual. He didn't what to reveal too much of himself. Of course, anyone smart enough to see his moniker name is DRACULA spelled backwards. He didn't feel the need to feed himself for now. The castle provided him a blood bag in the fridge to protect this undead arrival from pestering the citizens with his lust for blood.]

Tadchaen-a-Canad; bearing bad news and triggering the angst-fest

[inafadingcrown]

( Once-ler )

Case 16

[unnaturalpause]

[Filtered from First Gens and those who would share this information with them]

As I am certain some of you are aware, a few days ago the expedition came under attack by prehistoric birds that bare a remarkable resemblance to ones from Earth. Tall, carnivorous creatures,named Phorusrhacos longissimus or terror birds.

Most peculiarly was a brand on their legs, [And he scribbles in this symbol on the page.] if anyone happens to recognize it.

[And then this next part is said rather sheepishly.]

And I don't suppose anyone would happen to know of a location to, build an enclosure would they?

[And for those on the expedition James is on the hippogriff talking into his journal as they go along.]

Strings and Things

[wishmadeinfire]

( Galadriel  )

[And with that taken care of, Ashura did something he had not done in awhile - he went out to the gardens, found a nice spot beneath a tree with Agni and Sybil playing a little ways off, and across his lap would be something like looked a bit like a cross between a lute and a sitar. Expertly he tuned the strings on it, plucking a few to test their tune.

Assured of its readiness, he began to pluck away at a slow, but sweet song. It was a love ballad from his home world, though he did not attempt to sing the song that went with it. That had never been one of his talents. 

And since he had left the journal open so he could hear Galadriel's reply when it came, that meant that even if no one was near him, some people might be getting a serenade.]

Deadzone Filter [Closed] -- Vongola VIII -- Backdated to 9/5

[not_mafia]

[After the battle with the birds, Tsuna has been noticeably scarce. Besides taking care of essential needs-- food, for example-- he's had very limited contact, even with his friends. Anyone who might have seen him would have seen a look on Tsuna's face that was almost scary, with how terse and cold and distant he looked. Those who tried to approach him would be brushed off with a curt "Sorry. I'm busy." with a voice much tighter than anyone here had heard from Tsuna before.]

( [Filtered to Ino.] )

sleepover; forward-dated to the 12th

[heloise]

( Stephanie Brown )

ƒ019. slayer blade

[msattentionspan]

[Faith flips the pages of the journal then sets her glass down on the open page. A ring of condensation presses to the page, but it's not enough to make anything too damp.]

I'm just gonna ask a question to whoever's around listening to this damn book, now.

Do you have a favorite weapon? Some kinda preference to one thing over another? See, I was partial to knives before I got here. Now I can't use them at all, because the castle won't let one stay in my hand. I'm branching out a bit and just looking for something new.



( Dr. Chase )

( Reno )

trente-huit ° dictated

[signedlefthanded]

So the shop is all up and running, cleaned and it's my own place. [She can't help how excited she truly is for this.]

I've set up the place if any want to stop by. There's food and drinks and things. [She's not the most sociable.] And of course if anyone has anything they need to be fixed or built, well I'm your girl.

I don't really have a name for the place, but it's only about a black into the town. There's balloons out.

well this sure ain't no e-ticket

[cricketycricket]

[now that he's helped James figure out what to do with the dinosaur, and things are - as far as he knows - relatively calm, Five's enjoying the ride back to the border. he sits his horse with ease, handling the reins with one hand as he reaches back into a saddlebag to take out his journal and lay it open, using the pommel of the saddle to brace it in place]

Well, I can certainly say this has been an eventful trip, and therefore, I'm willing to call it a successful one. It would be useful to get a proper account of everything we've found, though, and since I can't be in two places at once ... anymore ... I don't suppose those of you along for the trip wouldn't mind sharing what you found and learned, for posterity?

[and oh, as an afterthought]

[John Hammond]

Good afternoon! Just a fellow scientist, seeing if you're about. Saw some of your work, recently, and I feel the need to ask... Was branding the poor creatures really all that necessary?

Eleventh House of Westeros ♛ Dictated ♛ And You Know of What Losses?

[songsandstories]

[She had awakened earlier, but not as herself. At first it was hard to realize what, but eventually when she tried to get out of the bed and was on four legs, she knew. She did not even have to guess. Sansa had seen the color of her fur and it was an immediate reaction, a heartache of things once lost.

Eventually she jumps up on her desk and nudges to book with her nose until it falls open. She knows her door is closed and cannot get out. After a moment, she sits down next to it and starts howling. Laying down, there's a low whine. This isn't going well.]

ooc: so sansa is on a loss.

※ fifty three }{ dictated

[likethetragedy]

( Oliver Queen )

( Fred )

( Peter Petrelli )

( Peter Parker )

I know the residents must hate the castle on some level. [So she doesn't want anyone use this as an excuse to rant about the subject.] I'm curious though; do you find the castle, town, or whatever surrounding areas you may be staying in easier to live in than your original home?

♐ sixty-seventh shot

[yeahihidmypants]

With all the people talking attacks and weapons, I'd like to remind everyone that there is a shooting range on the castle grounds. We can teach, offer education -- and I'm also always hiring. If you're inclined to share your own skills, I'd be more than happy to pay you for it.



( Katniss )

XXXIV

[wilder]

( Private )

( Lloyd )

( Uru )

( Spike the dragon )

( Galadriel )

(no subject)

[payback]

( Galadriel )

[After Galadriel confirms that Legato is no longer in the castle, well... Rin has to take a minute and share the good news.

She sounds a little weird. Mostly it's because she can barely believe he's gone. Legato has been a burden and responsibility for her one way or another for a long time. She feels relieved and weirdly... sad. It would have been nice if he could have changed here, become a different person, a better person. But that didn't happen and now he's gone. With any luck, he'll stay that way.]

... Legato Bluesummers is gone.

[It sounds like she might say something else, and then she just stops and doesn't.]