034 || written;

[workaphilic]

[It's some ungodly hour of the morning when a note appears in the journal, for fellow insomniacs or information gluttons who like to read new entries first thing. There's barely any ambient sound recorded; just faint bubbling from a nearby experiment, and the scratch of pen on paper.

(Whether that's out of respect for sleeping residents or something else, well. It's not that hard to say, with him.)]

What are you getting out of this arrangement?

If your first instinct is to say 'nothing,' don't bother. You obviously haven't been paying attention, and I'm not interested in being subjected to your blather. Keep your ignorant bliss to yourself.

The rest of you: there must be something. Paradisa wouldn't bother with you otherwise. If a portal appeared in the lobby tomorrow, ready to whisk you back to your world, your time, your life -- what would be the thing that kept you from stepping through it?

Don't be boring.

SH

((Tags will be slow! Thanks for your patience, everyone.))

Twenty-Eighth House of Westeros ♛ Filtered/ Action ♛ The North Remembers

[songsandstories]

( [Lucrezia Borgia] )

( [Gale Hawthorne] )

[For most of the day, Alayne will be sitting in the lobby. There is needlework in her hand, but however she tries to sew, her hands shake terribly. She knows Robb is out of the clinic now, but it does not ease her any more. The last two days have done a number on her nerves, and try as she might to stay calm, her hands give her away.

She has a far away look in her eyes, dreaming of home again. A time when the North was whole, and a family was never parted. It makes her fingers tremble when she thinks of it. Her head is dipped, and her wolf nudges her, whining softly. Lady can feel it, the sorrow that still beats in her heart.]

henagon ￭ voice, action

[ichy]

[Each word is spoken into the journal in a careful, somewhat weak monotone voice that does not betray any particularly strong emotion.]

This is Icheb of USS Voyager. I repeat, this is Icheb of USS Voyager. I do not have a communicator, and I do not recognize my surroundings. I have been moved from Sick Bay to a dining hall of some kind, possibly a holodeck program. I was not conscious at the time and do not know who moved me. I believe I may require medical assistance.

I am seeking Captain Janeway or any other crew member of the ship. I can provide physical descriptions of Voyager's crew members upon request.

I would appreciate your assistance. Thank you.

[When Icheb was transported from Voyager, he was in the middle of a relatively long bedrest after a major surgery. So he's, uh, not in the best of shape and won't be for another few days. He'll be slumped on one of the benches, leaning heavily on a table for the foreseeable future.]

SPACE OLYMPICS FINAL DAY

[theyear3022]

SPACE OLYMPICS
DAY 4
Around three in the morning, the space station is rocked by an explosion. And if that wasn't enough to wake you up, maybe the blaring alarms and sounds of ray-gun fire will do it. Your friendly neighborhood Olympic coordinator is on the intercom within a few seconds with an urgent announcement.

"Welcome to your Space Olympics! Uh, all the oxygen has run out, and someone who will not be named may have accidentally hit self-destruct. Please file to your escape pods while I distract the alien hordes. Oh, god, we're all gonna die, and I know my sins will take me to hell. Help me, Baby Space Jesus!"

The message ends with the sound of aliens taking the control room. So much for the sports - it's time to abandon ship!

[Note: Anyone "killed" during this section, whether vaporized by ray-gun or taken down by sporting equipment, will disappear from the station and reappear at a random location in the castle, unharmed.]

THE INVASION
ESCAPE PODS
THE END [TBA]
OOC: Info Post | Roster | Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4

✇ 11

[polar]

[Korra's sitting at a kitchen table, dead eyeing a bowl of noodles in front of her.]

Let's talk food. More specifically, new food. I want some recommendations for it. Special dishes from your worlds, or rare delicacies, whatever works. Just something to spice things up, literally or not.

[She pauses, glancing over at Naga where she's laying. Her friend is staring sadly at her bowl of raw fish.]

Something for a polar bear dog, too.

sixty-fifth labyrinth (backdated to Wednesday)

[lord_wizard]

[This isn't even close to the first time Ashura had disappeared, but he still has that twist of worry after a day or so. He's heard people are somewhere...is space...a concept he barely has any idea of what that might actually be. But it's another in a list of things that are piling slowly up on his mind since Mildmay's arrival at the castle, bringing his past with him]

So...there aren't to be any search parties this time around? Glad to see mass disappearances are no longer a concern.

( Ashura )

( Crowley )

[To that tune, he can be found holed up at the bar in the Lux. Normally he'd avoid being served by the ghosts, given the recent departure of it's owner, but he can't find the ability to care overmuch at this point. He's been drinking rather regularly for the last month, a habit perhaps only Ashura and Mildmay would notice as being a sign of him being NOT OKAY, but only one of them is around right now.]

Assistant Captain's Log 2 | dictated;

[minicaptain]

[ she's trying to sound all grown up for this. as far as she knows, she's the only starfleet personnel here and she wants to make a good impression. ]

Assistant Captain's log: Day 11.

I have a couple of questions. Does anyone want to play kadis-kot with me? If you don't know how to play, it's okay. I'll teach you. I'll be in the lobby if anyone wants to play.

And uh... [ this part is harder to ask and for a while she's silent. ] I heard someone's son just came back and I was wondering... if her son could be brought here... does that mean my mom could come here, too?

[ it's only been a few days and she misses her mom so much. ]

Thank you for your answers.

five - dictated

[axwielding]

[There's a few movement noises before a quiet voice speaks up.]

Wishtags. Or wish charms, does anyone know how to make one? My friend taught me one back home, but it required both a river and a friend's help.

I want to make a different one. Something for a friend that went back home....

...If anyone knows any charms that have the same effect, I would be honored to hear about them.

[a pause.]

Thank you for your time.