(☆) Act 2;

[magicalwright]

[ There's a soft humming coming from the journal, as she slowly, and rather precisely, writes out a message to the residents!]

DEAR PARADISA! TODAY IS YOUR LUCKY DAY!
The Wright Anything Agency (in it's new location) is hiring!!

[WANTED]
1 magician's assistant.
- no experience required (only enthusiasm!)
- must be trustworthy (and willing to swear to the magicians code!)
- must not be afraid of heights, saws, explosions, guns, fire, small spaces, dark spaces, cats, panties, spiky/horned haired lawyers, knives, spinning tricks, being upside down, fireworks, being cut in half or water.

You'd be working with a magician from a historic and professional lineage and it'll be fun! Please contact Trucy Wright for details!! :))

[ There! She's pretty satisfied with that, simple and to the point! ]

Oh! Actually, has anyone been a victim of any crime lately? If so, the Wright Anything Agency is now investigating too! The Agency has helped solve several cases already, we have a pretty good track record with defending too! [ Obviously she's not going to mention that Apollo is the one who does the actual defending! Hey Daddy, you might be getting roped into this! ]


[ There's then a pause, followed by a soft sigh before she speaks: ]
[Locked from Phoenix Wright!]

If you have knowledge about somebody's future, should you tell them? I mean, if it'd maybe keep things the way they were before? ... Even if it was at your own expense? Or is it selfish to keep the information to yourself?

Would they even remember when they got home? Or would it just be a waste of time?

((ooc; @miles-mun, can you give me a quick shout if you want miles to be locked from this too please? :) ♥))

Twenty-Fifth Negotiations; Dictated.

[succubitch]

Every once in a while, I'm reminded of why I moved out of the castle. It sounds like you all just had a lot of fun with the last event they decided to pull on anyone. It sounds about as fun as it was that time the Castle decided to make our rooms all a projection of our inner psyche. Good times, as usual.

I guess the whole everyone being asleep and dreaming thing explains why the town felt like something out of the Twilight Zone though.

[Four - Right Through The Eye - Written/Dictated]

[the_effect_she_has]

[Katniss has finished her morning exercises on the range - clearing her head and her heart as she pulls the journal towards her. Time to address ... the nightmares. Personal ... things. She sighed, scrubbed a hand over her face, before she started to write furiously.]

( Filtered to those in the Games. )

( Filtered to those whose nightmares she wandered into. )

( Mufasa )

( Elizabeth, Queen of England )

( Peeta )

____

[And now, for something a little more public.]

Arya, I, and a few others are going for a hike. Anyone need any meat or herbs?

[Completely bland here, yep yep.]

2nd Abnormality

[teratologist]

Hello fellow residents. For those who don't know me, this time around, my name is Helen Magnus and I have a...request.

For the past few weeks, more than that actually I've been...
[A pause while she collects herself and reorganizes her thoughts]

I suppose this is best put bluntly. There is a young woman, twenty three years of age. Approximately five feet and six inches tall, blond hair and blue eyes. She is of slim build and, I must caution, a less than temperate disposition. She answers to the name of Ashley, she is my daughter.

If you see her, please contact me at once.

Thank you.
[The writing it not the neat scroll usually accompanying her text, nor is the voice smooth and controlled. There is an edge to her that suggests...well, it just suggests.]

℗ oo4. an uncommon event

[quits]

[Pepper hasn't really used her journal to its fullest benefit, despite being told that it can hold many of the answers she's been looking for. She still finds herself relying too heavily on the way she's always done things. Today, she realizes that she needs to break out of that box -- just enough to try and make a difference.]

How many of you are working on things that could help the residents build their own independence away from the castle? I know there are a few projects that have been mentioned here -- a garden, a school, resident run businesses -- but given the experiences we've all had and the recent theft in the castle, I was curious if anyone was planning on anything else.

Hunt 014 ~ [Dictated]

[squirrelhunter]

[So, all this talk of hiking has this guy jealous, considering he's holed up in his room with a broken collarbone.]

So, what th'hell d'you folk do all day 'round here?

[He's also bored as hell.]

I ain't up fer movin' 'round much right now, but I'm bored. C'mon, there's gotta be shit t'do.

[This is his way of asking for things to do and people to do it with.]

[Dictated]

[lightbranded]

 [Ever since his return to Paradisa, Will had been kept too busy to think much about the odd feeling of weakness he had sometimes.  And if he had noticed that he often felt tired when alone, he easily attributed it to the stress f being brought back to this place.

But it had been over a month now, and he could not ignore this any longer.  Hesitantly, he opens his journal and begins to dictate into it.]

I think that something is not quite right with me.  Is there a doctor I could speak to?

Scroll Forty Two

[huffythedragon]

[Spike is back to cleaning up the library as he dictates into the journal, somewhat cheerfully. The horrors of the nightmares are done, and being back in Ponyville, even if it was only for a short time, has given the baby dragon a new lease of life]

So, that was a pretty weird couple of days, right? I never thought Paradisa would send us to Equestria of all places. I thought it preferred...you know horrible screaming places. Not that I'm complaining, it was really nice to go home again, even if everypony who should have been there was missing.

Guess Paradisa wasn't gonna make it that easy.

[Pause]

So did anypony actually learn anything from the experience? Or are you guys still gonna just complain and miss the whole magic of friendship lesson? ...I'm guessing not. You're lucky Zecora was around to send us back. Hope you thanked her.

[He's a little annoyed HE got sent back, too. But hey, there's plenty of time for going home, and right now, he has people here who need him]

37

[inmylight_commander]

[Kat's in her hangar, working on schematics and starting a new, large project. What this place needed was a tank. She's got the doors wide open, feel free to wander in and bother the Spartan.]

I don't know about anyone else, but as much as the nightmares were an unwanted experience forced on us against our will, it was ... refreshing, I think, to get a reminder of home; of what we're fighting for, of what's important.

York

[Even though it was just a dream, she still feels pretty guilt-ridden that she allowed York to die in her nightmare.]

I owe you a ... beer. [That's what civvies did, right?]

Noble Team

Falcon drills at 1600. Be at the hangar at 1530. I want to see just how rusty we've gotten. [Nightmares get to her? Maybe. Probably. Yes.]