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Aug. 25th, 2013
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toobravehearted[ The Doctor is on the landing of the first floor today, forearms leaning on the stone wall that overlooks onto the lobby below. In his hands he has a Chinese text, the pages yellowed and ancient, the glue for its binding brittle and giving off a vague scent of age whenever a page is carefully turned. He was reading the text earlier; now, he's just looking down into Cair Paradisa, pensive and allowing his mind to wander, thinking of people that come and go, round and round. Life is a wheel and Paradisa is not much different. Although, granted, the Doctor thinks it's a Ferris wheel sometimes, which in of itself could be rather apt, a Ferris wheel in a twisted fairground.
Presently he takes his journal from his pocket and props it up and open on the wall.]
"As evening clouds withdraw, a clear cool air floods in. The jade wheel passes silently across the Silver River. This life, this night, has rarely been kind. Where will we see this moon next year?"
Good Morning, Paradisa. It's the Doctor here of the fawn coat kind, starting your day with a piece of poetry passed to me from a-- A good man and friend. Now, I'm sure someone will be curious enough to want to know what it means. It's about the value you place on time spent with family, or with friends; I'm sure many can agree that ultimately, you choose your family for yourself. Here perhaps, that rings just as true.
While there can be plenty more said on the matter of friends lost, I will refrain from that. I do have a question however, if you will permit me to ask and be so direct. What have you lost?
The castle takes its price and I'm... Well, I can only apologise for my curiosity. There are a few of you that I have asked already, and if there is any offence taken I am very sorry. You have the choice not to answer.
[ The Doctor sighs and then straightens up, choosing to lean his hip against the wall and pick up his journal as he does so. ]
On a lighter note. While we have poetry, why not a riddle as well to get us going this morning? No cheating now by stopping by the library for this one. The aim of this is to think, and that's the most important thing you should be doing. Besides, this is one of my favourites, how could I not share?
John gave his brother James a box: About it there were many locks.
James woke and said it gave him pain; So gave it back to John again.
The box was not with lid supplied; Yet caused two lids to open wide:
And all these locks had never a key. What kind of box, then, could it be?
Presently he takes his journal from his pocket and props it up and open on the wall.]
"As evening clouds withdraw, a clear cool air floods in. The jade wheel passes silently across the Silver River. This life, this night, has rarely been kind. Where will we see this moon next year?"
Good Morning, Paradisa. It's the Doctor here of the fawn coat kind, starting your day with a piece of poetry passed to me from a-- A good man and friend. Now, I'm sure someone will be curious enough to want to know what it means. It's about the value you place on time spent with family, or with friends; I'm sure many can agree that ultimately, you choose your family for yourself. Here perhaps, that rings just as true.
While there can be plenty more said on the matter of friends lost, I will refrain from that. I do have a question however, if you will permit me to ask and be so direct. What have you lost?
The castle takes its price and I'm... Well, I can only apologise for my curiosity. There are a few of you that I have asked already, and if there is any offence taken I am very sorry. You have the choice not to answer.
[ The Doctor sighs and then straightens up, choosing to lean his hip against the wall and pick up his journal as he does so. ]
On a lighter note. While we have poetry, why not a riddle as well to get us going this morning? No cheating now by stopping by the library for this one. The aim of this is to think, and that's the most important thing you should be doing. Besides, this is one of my favourites, how could I not share?
John gave his brother James a box: About it there were many locks.
James woke and said it gave him pain; So gave it back to John again.
The box was not with lid supplied; Yet caused two lids to open wide:
And all these locks had never a key. What kind of box, then, could it be?
[Action/ Open for Lobby]
Aug. 25th, 2013 04:03 pmschrodingersghostI hate this place. Have I mentioned that enough?
[Danny was in the lobby, with both hands crossed defensively across the front of his t-shirt. Unfortunately for him, it was still probably possible to read the new slogan that had appeared across the front of his shirt,
"Ghosts were People Too!"]
So.... please tell me someone has some spray paint? Acrylic Paint? I'd even take duct tape.
13th elevator-Voice
Aug. 25th, 2013 10:43 pmhoneytoes[ Today Gary is in something of a reflective mood today. He'll just be sat in the library surrounded by books on mythological creatures. He might have used them to slaughter hundreds of teenagers over the years but there has always been something fascinating about them. Befriending Mal and talking with Dumbledoor have got him thinking though.]
Hello class.
One of the many things I've noticed during my five months at Casa di Wonderfuck is the many variations on "Monsters" or what supposedly makes a monster.
Ok for those who don't know what the fuck I'm on about...In some worlds vampires are creatures of the night that live in big fuck off castles and like to drain the blood of Innocent virgins that run around showing way more cleavage then they probably should. Yet in others they're upstanding members of society who have civil service jobs and are a benefit to the community.
I'll give another example...mermen. In some worlds mermen are savage beasts who live only to drag sailors to a bloody violent death and yet in other worlds they have their own societies and language.
I guess what I'm saying is my stay here is helping me to redefine my term monster.
How do you guys define monsters? And can you give any specific examples of them from your homeworlds?
Hello class.
One of the many things I've noticed during my five months at Casa di Wonderfuck is the many variations on "Monsters" or what supposedly makes a monster.
Ok for those who don't know what the fuck I'm on about...In some worlds vampires are creatures of the night that live in big fuck off castles and like to drain the blood of Innocent virgins that run around showing way more cleavage then they probably should. Yet in others they're upstanding members of society who have civil service jobs and are a benefit to the community.
I'll give another example...mermen. In some worlds mermen are savage beasts who live only to drag sailors to a bloody violent death and yet in other worlds they have their own societies and language.
I guess what I'm saying is my stay here is helping me to redefine my term monster.
How do you guys define monsters? And can you give any specific examples of them from your homeworlds?