❀ fifty-eight unicorn statues for my desk

[iamdamnloyal]

Is anyone keeping track of all these crazy things that are happening? It feels like the Castle needs an event planner or something. Who puts a really fancy ball right before horrific dreams that everyone can just wander through? That's emotional whiplash or something.

Though, I do want to say that the ball was a lot of fun. Even if it was slightly suspicious with the fairies, and shrinking down, and getting everyone really, super drunk. I met some new people there and there's never anything wrong with that. [There's a pause... she's trying to remember what she was going to say.]

I need to make a list before I open this thing, sometimes. It's like you know there's something important that you -- OH!

I still have my counseling office in the city, if anyone saw anything they weren't emotionally prepared for. I can totally arrange a group thing where we all just talk about it... or if you want to just talk about anything -- I'm totally an excellent listener and sometimes it just helps to say things out loud.

[She taps her pen on the page, even though she's not actually writing anything down.]

Is it too early to ask if anyone is going to dress up for Halloween?


((ooc: I'm putting in a section in the comments below to pick up any remaining Masquerade Ball threads that couldn't be completed when the post got too big. Feel free to PM me/comment here and I'll grab our last comments so that you can have a bit of context.))

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[wizard_redfive]

( Filtered to Cair Paradisa )

[Later, after she's calmed down a little.]

( People whose nightmares she walked into )

( People who saw her nightmares )

( People who met the Lone Power in her nightmare )

( Magic users and wizards )

[ Action filter // Alan Bradley ]

[After all that's done, Dairine heads over to one of her trusted neighbor's door, namely Alan's. That shared dream was a harsh one, so she wants to check up on him. After a moment's hesitation, she knocks.]

☣ 01

[separateways]

[Ada's been here for a while--long enough to realize she's in a populated castle, there are no B.O.W. threats in immediate sight, and there's a book on the nightstand that is full of audible and written chatter.

She's seen stranger.

It doesn't take much time to find information. Names, basics of this place, the journals, other things she'll look at later. It's enough to distract her from the last moment she remembers.

Time to play with the other kids. If anyone else she knows is here, she needs to find out, and there's no better way to draw them out of the woodwork.]

This is certainly a far cry from China.

Let me get this straight: I'm in a sentient castle, I've had something taken from me, and I'm leaving here the same way I came in... suddenly, and not of my own choosing.

Wonderful. There are worse situations to be in, I'm sure... [Give her some time to wrap her mind around the idea of magic. Zombies? Easy.]

Now, who wants to volunteer to show a lady around?

002 ♔ dictated;

[untilmydarknessgoes]

[After Damon's back from his incessant whining and complaining magical adventures as a pony, Damon cracks open that journal.]

I was under the distinct impression this place was more like Saw less Little Shop of Horrors. Then again, you guys told me there weren't any fairies and look at what showed up just days later.

You guys really aren't trying very hard to build some trust here, are you?

Anyway, all I need to know - the alcohol been replenished yet?

[He could do with a stiff drink after that.]

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[persequor]

[ Let's pretend this is at a more sunlit hour tomorrow. Yep. ]

[ Filtered away from Catelyn Stark and Alayne Stone and any who would tell them. ]

Who'd like to go to the woods tomorrow? It's a long walk. If you're the loud, complaining sort, you can stay behind.



[ ooc: hike planning part of plot ]

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[midget]

[ Have a dictated entry, Paradisa. From a somewhat irate girl. ]

All right, Paradisa. I'm back. Again. Can't you just let me go home?

This time I came back as somebody in town. Because selling magikarp wasn't bad enough? Real great there. I've never had a master, so of course it made me an apprentice. [ All the love. Not. ] Why can't I just arrive like everybody else? Show up one day. Forget the months and months trapped here. Act like I'm completely new. Only lose one thing to the castle.

Ugh.

On the up side, though, I'm not locked in a tower any more. On the down side... If I have a third loss, I swear I'm going to kill something.