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[Jade's holding one of the odd nutcrackers and has taken up a spot outside the Castle. His glasses are perched on top of his head as he's trying to figure the little thing out.]

I've never seen one of these things before. They've been popping up all over the Castle and I've seen others avoiding them. I assume they're not entirely benign in nature?

[It's little mouth can be heard clicking up and down as Jade opens and closes it repeatedly. It's got a purpose other than making the residents skittish, but thus far, he can only gather you're supposed to put something in the mouth. There's no space for storage, after all.]

((OOC: Open to kisses and just general CR gathering! I need all the CR!!))

bootsweremadeforcasting

That was certainly a doozy, but things seem more or less back to normal, at least I would hope.

( [Filtered to London Tipton and GLaDOS] )

bootsweremadeforcasting

Forgive me if this old man is a tad slow, but it appears that the Castle isn't quite itself the past few days. I take it from other posts this isn't as abnormal as it seems.

I'll give it points for creativity. [And that spa idea. Not that he trusts it. But he should check it out. Just in case, y'know, shenanigans.]

Though, I think it odd for the castle to kidnap us, then bring us to an entirely new place soon after.

bootsweremadeforcasting

[Jade's been having some pretty darn restful sleep recently.]

It seems everyone has been having nightmares, recently. Is there anyone like myself who hasn't?

[It's likely a castle thing, but Jade just wants to see if there's correlation between the people who haven't had the nightmares.]

yay_heiress

[There's tapping on the pages of London's journal that can be heard, along with an almost weary sigh.]

Ok, I'm beginning to see what everyone means when they say the castle does weird stuff to you. Like making me sleep outside in the grass. Again. And this time I had weird nightmares, too!

Castles and me usually get along so well! Why doesn't this one seem to like me very much?

( Jade Curtiss )

bootsweremadeforcasting

[Some foreign words begin to scrawl across the top of the page, intentionally written in a different language.]

[Jade's voice comes over afterwards, seeming contemplative for the time being.]

Does anyone know exactly how many different worlds there are that people have been pulled from?

bootsweremadeforcasting

[There's a bit of shuffling before Jade finally speaks, and it's a rather short dictation.]

Is it normal to be asleep for...

[There's a pause as Jade checks the date. There's a lightly disgruntled noise.]

It looks like a week.

[There's a mumbled phrase that sounds vaguely like 'this calendar is very odd' before the journal is closed again.]

bootsweremadeforcasting

[Passing in the lobby today, one might see a tall, lean figure dressed militantly in the lobby. To some, the person might be familiar, but to others, he is not. He seems to be examining the place with a rather curious eye, but he doesn't move much beyond that. After a good few minutes, Jade finally moves to wander a bit, hands never leaving his pockets. His red eyes give everything and everyone a once-over before he finally seems more or less contented that he's seen enough.

He doesn't know where he is, but what confuses him more is what he was doing before he got here. Why, the area was bad enough, but... What had he been doing in Tataroo Valley? It seemed like they had all been waiting for something, or someone? Whoever it was was frustratingly absent from his mind. No matter what, he couldn't get a single hint of who it was or what they meant that Jade would travel to the Valley just to find them. It irked him, but Jade pushed it aside for the more present concern.

He finally decides to move on it and find out more. Information was key in unknown situations. So, grabbing a passerby's attention, he'd gather some.]

Might I trouble you for where I am?

bootsweremadeforcasting

[Jade's journal was always silent. Lacking voice, Jade didn't make noise. However, those who knew him might have noticed, over a certain period, that he had been decidedly inactive.

However, today found Jade finally opening his eyes, crusty and bleary as they were. He stared at the ceiling with confusion before he looked around. After convincing himself to move, he sat up in his bed and examined his room, frowning. It seemed to be midday, but something felt... off. He wasn't sure what, but he left his bed to go shower and clean up before he snatched up his journal and left the room.

He found himself famished and in the kitchen. After about a good twenty minutes or so, Jade settles down with some curry and a cup of coffee.]

'It would seem that I've been asleep. Does anyone have any idea how long? It feels more than just a night.'

[OOC: Jade's return! He is available for interaction either in the kitchen or over the journals!]

seventhfonist

[The words form slowly on the page in neat handwriting, lacking flourish indicative of someone accustomed to writing large amounts in little time. The hesitation becomes less noticeable as the entry goes on.]

This is Locrian Sergeant Tear Grants of the Oracle Knights requesting information.

A cursory inspection has revealed this place to be completely unfamiliar. Requesting information on location and means of arrival.

[The writing paused for a moment as she inspected her surroundings.]

If you have captured my with malicious intent, you will gain nothing for it. The Order will not negotiate for my release.

bootsweremadeforcasting

[For the first time in the short history of being in Paradisa, Jade's journal is making noises. Small, cute noises emit from the journal and then continue. And continue and continue and continue. It's apparently trying to sing.

As that's going on, scribbles are being drawn all over the journal's page, like an infant found a pen and is being amused by the marks made. Those are shortly interrupted and the singing halts. There's a bit of movement and then whatever was singing lets out a horrid, wailing cry like it was just upset.

A moment later, Jade's handwriting comes in, calm as ever.]

'Does anyone have a clue yet what these animals are? I found what appears to be a small animal still trapped in its shell. It follows me everywhere and and cries when I leave its sight.'

[The crying has died down and there's some of the happy, annoying trilling continuing on in the background like it's very happy now.]

bootsweremadeforcasting

[Jade had already accepted that normality was a fluid concept in Paradisa. What was normal was based on the day and how the castle... Er.. Felt at the moment. However, there were some things that Jade decided were... not normal. Waking up and trying to fix his bed resulted in the blanket folding itself to look like some sort of origami star. When he gave up on that and went to brush his teeth, his toothpaste looked like peanut butter.

Wishing for actual toothpaste just got an avalanche of toothpaste tubes to come flying from his shower. Escaping the bathroom and slamming the door shut, the mute man stared around his room, wondering just what in the dickens was going to go wrong next. This manifested by Jade going to pick up his journal and leave the room. However, the door was hiding what seemed to be a large brick wall made of... oatmeal?

Poking it revealed that Jade could push through if he didn't mind getting dirty. And thus, Jade Curtiss escaped from a room in a magic castle by shoulder-slamming an oatmeal wall.

However, now Jade was covered in cinnamon-smelling food, which called for rectification. Asking for a towel got... nothing except a small white thread.. So, he reasoned, getting a bit of a shower would help. However, his shower being used as a stockroom for toothpaste, he wished for a bit of water. It'd be all right, he'd clean it up later.

Jade felt what seemed to be vague confusion as a torrential downpour came from the ceiling after it opened up like a mouth (complete with creepy lips).

And didn't stop.

Sorry Gaudium tower, the hallway is now kind of flooded with a few inches of swift-running water like an over-sized water slide. Jade himself is being swept down, trying to grab things to keep himself from being flushed into the stairs. His journal, however, has already made the trip and disappeared to who-knows-where.

Care to help a Colonel still in his pajamas?]

((OOC: Open to all Gaudium Tower residents and whoever decides to come up to the flooded hallway or be bowled over by Jade.))

bootsweremadeforcasting

( [Filter to Katara] )

( [Filter to Jorge] )

( [Filter to Five or Yuan] )

[After all the filters are out of the way, Jade sits down in the music room on the piano. For now, he feels like kicking back and relaxing and not writing or practicing his spells. So, he'll just open his journal and let everyone enjoy some music. He wished he could say it was completely accurate to the song, but almost everyone here wasn't from his world, so where he messed up wouldn't be noticed. And for all he could, this was the best at the piano he could be. Anything more challenging would put his fingers in knots and his head in circles. However, this was good enough and he was sure a little peppy tune wouldn't be negative to anyone.]

((OOC: Open to all over journals or in person in the Music Room!))

delincuente

[Waking up at 7:00 AM is one kind of irritating. Waking up at 7:00 AM to find a strange man in your bed and the door to your bedroom magically locked? An entirely different sort of irritating.

There's only one thing to do in a time like this: draw a Sharpie mustache on his face.]

So did anyone else wake up with a random dude in their bed, or is it just me?

[She leans over the bed with the marker in one hand as she dictates this, attempting to get a good angle for some prime mustache drawing.]

bootsweremadeforcasting

( [Filter to Felix Harrowgate] )

[Jade's eyebrow has grown back, his room is returned to normal, and he's found himself with little to do, seeing as there's nothing specific to do with the Host Club and he'll be waiting to see about that filter soon. So, he's out on the roof testing out some theories as to how to use spells without the use of his voice.

He can generally be found here with little glowing balls of light, occasionally conjuring up a small fireball or spheres of other elements.]

bootsweremadeforcasting

[It's been a... While since Jade's made any public posts. Lacking a voice made him less inclined to work for public broadcasts that he avoided in the first place.

This, plus all the wandering and exploring Jade had done made him tired, leaving him little choice but to take a bit of a rest in his room. After managing to change the room around a bit more with the castle's help, Jade found himself bored. this led Jade to wishing himself up some materials to experiment with. Given that Jade was short some spells without his voice, something with a little punch would help in an emergency.

The first thing that came to mind was a distraction of sorts. Something to stun the enemy or let Jade get a strategic advantage. A small flashbang would do that like a charm. Small, simple; something he could carry in his pocket. Almost like a party favor but with a bit more kick.

Unfortunately, the one Jade knew how to make was created from a specific Fonim from his world. A rock-like material that, when ground up and struck, would create a bright flash, generally used for distractions. Jade knew the combination by heart, having created it on a whim a few times and using them multiple times while training new recruits. Watching their reactions the first time always made Jade crack a smile.

However, since Jade didn't know the translation from the fonic language, there was a bit of miscommunication. Instead of the fonim, Jade wound up with a low-grade explosive power.

There was indeed a flash.

Then an explosion.

Small, but enough to effectively send Jade into a wall with the force of it and blow out his window into the yard below. Aside from a few cuts and scrapes all over and his uniform being slightly torn up, Jade's glasses had cracked and one of his eyebrows was missing. He also found his journal singed, but useful and wrote in it.]

'I appear to have failed in a small experiment. Since I'd like to not bother the clinic people with a small thing such as this, could I trouble a healer to assist me for a moment.'

((OOC feel free to react over the journal or in person if you're around his room!))

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