[ 02 ] dictated/action + filter to James

[heirofficium]

[ Sirius is staring at the bottle of Coke thrust into his hands by a passing polar bear, which is now missing a few sips. ]

It's no butterbeer, but... Damn. Muggles sure have it good, don't they...

[ Don't mind Sirius, he's just going to be wandering all over the castle to get his bearings and learn the lay of the place! ]

Anyone know if there're blueprints of this place laying around anywhere?

[[ open to everybody! anyone who wants to bump into him can. :> ]]

( filtered to James )

Fifty Eight Sip

[mal_addict]

Right. So I have a question. Are the polar bears giving caffeinated drinks thing a normal part of that Christmas holiday? Because I've been in the castle for a while and no one has ever mentioned it before.

Do you only have it on certain Christmases? And what does it have to do with that baby being born? Which is still a ridiculous reason to have a holiday but whatever.

(no subject)

[willrememberthat]

Lee isn't here. He'll find me, though. He always does. I just have to be patient. Everyone is really nice here... and there aren't any walkers. When he finds me, I hope we can stay in Paradisa. I don't want to go back home. I asked for a box of crayons and I got the biggest box I've ever seen! Ever.

I made a lot of drawings. Umm... Evan, Luke, Arthur, Alice, Chell, Damon, Dany, Daryl! Did you get them?

[The people who helped her out on her arrival all got personalized drawings, delivered by ghosts. Portraits, naturally.]

It's really cold out. Does Santa come here, too?

[And Clem can be found in the castle's kitchen, sitting at the counter and drawing what looks to be like some weird cat on a piece of paper. There are crayons all around her.]

♈ Aradia: WAKE UP IT'S ALMOST CHRISTMAS YOU LAZY CHILD (backdated to yesterday??)

[psych0p0mps]

[Groggily dictated:]

ugh
damn it i passed out for two weeks again didnt i
bluh at least i woke up the same size as when i fell asleep =_=

[.... and, noticing the open journal.]

oh and my journal conveniently fell open again thats nice
hi guys im awake again
did i miss anything important
i assume so because its freezing in here 0_0
and
...
is that a bear

((ooc: dksla;jfsd SORRY I'M LATE, Aradia is gonna be around the castle, and open for kisses planned or unplanned!))

※ fifty five }{ dictated

[likethetragedy]

[Elektra is in the lobby drinking the cola provided to her all while watching all of this unfold around her. There's something especially surreal about this change around the holiday season. Usually she can find some justification for the sudden holiday changes, but this time Elektra has nothing. She probably should have paid closer attention to commercials.]

I'm starting to think the castle is going out of its way to be original. ... Unless someone usually spends their holidays like this? [She's genuinely curious.]

(no subject)

[billiardsplz]

[He doesn't like the cold. He doesn't trust the castle either.

So Gold set up a bonfire somewhere outside, grumbling to himself as he lights the sucker on fire]

Damn it, I hate the cold. Reminds me of stupid Pryce and his stupid, misguided planning.

Guhh, now I know why Silver's the way he is. Dumb jerk must have froze his butt off years ago!

[once he's sufficiently warmed, he'll pull out the journal and dictate with chattering teeth]

Bonfire. Outside. Warm enough. Marshmallows maybe.

1 Truffula Seed

[findatree]

[one minute Ted is standing in front of a crowd, the next he is standing in the middle of snow. Which is a very odd and sudden relocation. Thankfully there are no penguins or polar bears close by, because that would really be traumatizing]

Huh? How did I get all the way up to the ski slopes? Where is everybody? Grammy?

[and why is it so cold all of a sudden? Did breaking down the wall do this? Ted shivers] Brrr, it's freezing!

♛ one

[emboldens]

[ While the castle is spared her initial surprise, she's finding it increasingly difficult to keep composure. The only thing that clues her in that she isn't dreaming is the nasty little gash on her head that continues to throb, as if to constantly remind her. In the lobby, she pauses and can do little more than stare at the polar bear who approaches her.

She's so confused that the idea of fearing it never comes to mind. Is it offering her a beverage? What. ]

.. Thank you?

[ This woman has clearly seen better days, and the current situation is doing little to ease her fears. It's only when the cold starts to get to her that she pulls her cloak closer and finds her journal in a pocket. Unaware that anyone is listening, she wearily dictates to it; ]

Have I truly lost my mind?

[ She's going with YES. Since bears are savage, not keepers of carbonated beverages. ]

018 Summons ❈ Action & Dictated ❈ Forward to Dec. 21st--Early Morning

[ninjainviolet]

[Action]
[If anyone chances to look out very early in the morning, they'll see the strange sight of a woman riding what appears to be a huge hamster with a bow across the fields and towards the Dead Zone. Upon reaching the border, she dismisses the large animal and suddenly another creature appears--a woman with blue skin who proceeds to erase the large footprints in the snow that tells anyone familiar with the other creature where she has gone.

While she waits, Sheena takes out her journal and begins writing, both to herself and to others.]

( Private )

( Colette )

( Reno )

( Percy )

( Raine )

( Cloud )

[Reading over the entries, she closes the journal and tucks it in her obi. Checking over her supplies (including a couple of bottles some friendly white bears had given her) and weapons, she dismisses Celsius, and taking a deep breath, turns and heads into the Dead Zone.]

[ooc: Hiatus start! Anyone can reply, but sadly, Sheena won't. She's going to try to ignore the journal the entire time she's gone.]

five kendamas [ dictated/action ]

[pocketmage]

[ Everything is cold and everything hurts.

Having to deal with the snow in Flanoir and the Ice Temple back in Tethe'alla wasn't so bad... because it was temporary. Also, the furniture was not suddenly all made of ice, and there were fireplaces and warmth and places to thaw off. So, where Genis would usually brave the cold in his normal outfit, he decided to bundle up.

A bit too much, apparently. He's taken to wandering with so many layers, the coat on top is bulky and he's having trouble even walking... pity he wanted to make it to the kitchen. Maybe he could cook something up? Or was everything in there utterly icy and useless too?

He's about to head down the stairs, when he slips, letting out a rather loud shout into the journal as he starts tumbling and rolling down the icy steps! ]

Aaahhh!

[ And lots of thudding could be heard as he rolled, having trouble stopping himself- his arms could barely move, cocooned as they were, and his fingers? Covered by two layers of mittens, as it were. ]

Ahh- ow- ah- GAH!

[ And he finds himself rolling into a hallway wall, finally coming to a stop. ]

... oww... ugh, this is the worst.

Seventeen Truffula Trees

[whichwayyoulean]

[The Once-ler is chilling in his room, occasionally plucking the strings of his guitar to this tune. While he speaks, he actually sounds genuinely happy. Ted’s arrival has put him in a good enough mood to Share. Lucky you]

I remember promising a few people I’d tell them a Christmas story from my world, well, today is that day. So grab yourselves a cup of hot cocoa and settle down for a great story. And if you don’t want to hear it, close the book and go play with a polar bear or something. Try not to get mauled!

[That done, he clears his throat, preparing to tell the tale. Every now and again, he’ll twang the guitar strings, the ever present threat of a Musical Number]

( Cut for length )

( Ino )