16 // Dictated (Backdated to the end of the Opt-in plot)

[nothingtobelieve]

So no one noticed.

[A pause]

Which means it really was contained.

[Probably for the best. It probably would have been far worse with more people running around]

( Gren )

30 - Pepe | Dictated -> Action hopefully

[radiantwingedone]

Perhaps as something indicating irritation at the castle for taking away....

[ He sort of trailed of there, muttering that at the end. ]

... Are there those without magic, or who do not believe in such things, who would be willing to aid me in testing something? Those with magic would be welcome as well, but the focus of this would be greatly reliant on those without magic of belief.

[ And no, he's not going to explain what he wants some non-magical person or person who doesn't believe in magic to do for him. ]

If anyone is interested, I am out.... around the side with the pool. If there is any need for help in locating me, I have white hair.

[ And he is sitting out there, in the shade, with a basket of covered lumps. ]

eighteen

[i_got_this]

Thanks for fucking nothing, castle. I really appreciate being able to explore the city as a goddamned furrball.

Please, someone tell me they got embarrassing footage of people getting owned at karaoke. I need a pick me up.


Filtered to Carolina

[So spending time as a Pallas cat had forced South to think about some things, and as mad as she still was about being abandoned at Freelancer, she kept coming back to what Carolina had told her.]

[Except she doesn't know how to word it, she's not even sure what she's asking, but she wants more than what she got in the Details department, so after a few moments she just writes,]

CT

?

[Dictated; Backdated to yesterday morning just after the opt-in plot ended]

[deductiongeek]

Well, we're back.

Jennifer?  Do you have any medical supplies with you?

2-1

[takethat]

[There's a man in a cheap blue suit quietly losing his cool in the castle's lobby this evening. To the passer-by, it may seem as though he is compulsively pulling cushions from chairs, removing drawers from decorative end tables, and generally making a mess of things for no reason.

In reality, he is looking for something.

He hasn't been here long; upon arriving in his room and realizing he was missing something very important, he has been slowly searching every open room he can find.

Periodically, he takes a seat on the lobby floor, cracks open his journal, and studies it for a few moments before getting back to his search. During one such break, he mutters to the pages.]

Bad enough I don't know where I am or how I got here, but how could I lose that, too?

107.7 - Big In Japan

[hard_talker]

[no Leonard Cohen this week, no lead-in, no speech, just ... instantaneous 80s music at 10 PM sharp, and the sound of a teenager in a spinning office chair, accidentally knocking things off his desk. whoops.]

Whoopty-fuckin' doo! Tokyo, Japan, late 80s, bla bla! Yeah, so bad fashion and karaoke choices were made by all, but what's really making my brain itch is that apparently, somethin' went down the last couple'a days before the lantern festival.

So come on. Anyone who knows? Spill! Usually the first thing any of you even do is bitch - I'm not used to people keepin' their mouths shut on this level. You're gonna make me start thinking the fuckin' United States government is involved!

If I don't hear juicy, dripping, delicious, finger-lickin' details by midnight, every single person in Paradisa is gonna get a tinfoil hat delivered to their doorstep. And that includes our new kids, Italy, Castiel, Luca, and Meg! So hop to it, or I'm startin' a new fad...

Puzzle 014 - Dictated

[tapshoetomove]

Wow, that was pretty scary! First we get taken away to a strange place and then we got chased around by a monster! Or I think it was a monster. I'm not really sure what it is.

Is everyone all right?

Sixty Ninth Sip

[mal_addict]

[Maladict is sitting in the Death Match, a cup of blood on the table before her, fresh from the clinic. She's been leaning forward, staring at it intently, before she pulls out her journal to speak into it]

Yesterday was the League of Temperance day...not that that means much to any of you. Hell, I missed it myself, what with being in that Toe-key-oh place and being human and all.

[She runs a finger over the rim of the glass, and she's reminded how easy it would be to just down it. To just give in. She's not been in the best of places recently, but she's somewhat happy to learn that she still doesn't want to give up just yet. That she still wants to be this person she made for herself out of the ashes of her former life. That she's still okay with being her...whoever 'her' is]

Anyway. It's been five years and a day of being on the wagon. Yay me.

[Another pause]

Everyone get out of that mess with the creepy mask guy okay?