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[To some it's a familiar sight: the castle grounds and lobby bustling with activity as everyone checks their supplies one last time and comes together to discuss the situation, what may happen and what they need to prepare for. Food, first aid, and all the essentials are being transported into the wagons and vehicles, while the mounts are fed, saddled and harnessed for the days to come. It's on these busy days that the population of the castle truly becomes apparent as the grounds and lobby are nearly filled with all of the residents.

And once everybody is ready, they'll be off.]


LOBBY | KITCHEN | OUTSIDE | Feel free to make your own sections!
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[So Tsuna is coming out to the stables after an exhausting day. He's been running all over the place with this expedition coming up (and him........ supposedly being in charge of it). Thankfully he has a lot of friends who can help him out.

He's reading the journal as he comes out, and when he looks up--]


Hiiiiie!

[That is the sound of your courageous leader squealing like a pig, folks, and some rustling of the paper as he holds the journal flush against his chest.

Because what he sees outside? Is this guy nipping at the heels of a horse. At the sound of Tsuna's voice, it stops running and looks over at him.]


D-dinosaur, at a time like this?!

A-ah, it chased all the horses into the forest--! How could this happen?!

[It hisses, and snaps his jaws at him.]

S-stay back!
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[There's an unsteady, nervous inhalation, before Tsuna speaks up.]

Paradisa, or... um, the people here... ugh-- anyway...

Listen, I don't really know what your guys' opinion is of the First Gen, or anything like that. I know some people might think they're the enemies, or bad people...

But none of that matters. We have to go help them. [He gives a pause.] W-well.. I feel like I have to help them, at least. And I know some other people are already thinking about going...

[HE IS SO BAD AT THIS THING why is reborn making him do this]

...just, please-- we need to hurry. It doesn't matter who's in charge or anything like that. But we can't leave him or anyone else to suffer. Not when we can help.

Tsuna is leading the trip.

[What did you think Reborn was going to stay quiet this entire time?]

Any questions, concerns or such should go to him and for those that don’t believe he can then remember that he is a boss of the most prestigious mafia family in the world. He is more than capable of leading such a trip to save people.


[There's a very undignified squwaking sound from said boy, and a very alarmed and horrified "R-Reborn!!" before he slams the journal shut.]
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[He should have asked this two days ago, really, but he kind of got.. distracted. Also, procrastinating like a boss and hoping he wasn't jinxing it. But now he's kind of curious.]

Just out of curiosity-- what's the longest anyone has seen a loss last?

[In other words, hi guys, he's still here.]
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Action for Casa de Guts )


[Later, dictated over the journals...]

Oh wow, talking over the magical books again. That's pretty nostalgic. [There's a bit of a laugh.]

Ah, hello, everyone. It seems it's only been a day for you, but it's been ten years for me since I've last been here. I know my voice has deepened a bit, so you might not recognize it, but, I'm Sawada Tsunayoshi. [Oops, he didn't mean to be that formal.] --erm, I mean, Tsuna. Haha, sorry about that. I think formalities have been beaten into my skull.

Seeing as how I lived in this place for about a year, I'm pretty sure I remember all my friends here. Well, I think I'd recognize your faces, at least. Sorry if I can't really place your voice over the journals.

Anyway, if you knew me when I was fifteen, I'd appreciate it if you dropped me a line and let me know you're here, so I can get a feel for who I remember.

Guess I have to get readjusted to living in the magical castle, huh? [He laughs.] I can't say I mind a vacation from my busy worklife. God knows I need one.


((Loss start! As a friendly reminder, Tsuna's TYL voice sounds pretty much the exact same as Giotto's, so feel free to have your character notice that. Additionally, here's one last poke at my permissions post. This ability only works in person, not over the journals. ♥))
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[There's a tiny, whimpering voice coming over the journal.]

Ino? Allen? Nonno? [A sniff.] Inoooo. Alleeen. N-n-n... N-nonno-o...

[Hello, Paradisa. In your lobby, there is one (1) small child with unruly brown hair wandering about the lobby, sniffing and glossy-eyed and looking like he might burst into tears at any moment. His little fists are clutched to his chest and he's quickly retreating to a corner of the room, looking around anxiously and rubbing at his eye.

What do?]
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[It’s a really just a typical day for Reborn, watching Tsuna, getting ready to kick Tsuna (for something who knows what), and traveling. Except the traveling is to the Dead Zone and Reborn’s not exactly aware of what that means until his kick lands and he ends up in it, fully adult and well, lacking clothes.]

That’s unexpected. [Totally ignoring the fact he’s on top of Tsuna.]


Ughhhnn... [why does reborn have to make his life so suffering. He moves to get up but uh, he can’t because Reborn has suddenly gained like 100 pounds.] Jeez, Reborn, did you hit me with your one-ton mallet or something? [He cranes his neck to look at him.

That

Is definitely Jolin.




Why is Jolin on him.


WHY IS JOLIN ON HIM NAKED]


HIIIIIIIIIE! Wh-what the heck’s going on here?! [His mind’s a little too preoccupied by FULL GROWN MAN SITTING NAKED ON TOP OF HIM to quite make the connection, and he struggles wildly to get out from underneath him.]


The rest is cut for length! )

OOC: Yellow is Reborn, brown is Tsuna! Open over the journal or action for expedition people.
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[The dictation starts with what alarmingly sounds like a gunshot. Just a single one. Someone with good hearing might be able to catch Tsuna's voice just before it, yelping "H-hold on a momen-- guh!". And then there's silence for a couple seconds, before:]

Rreeeee-BOOOOOORRNNN!! I'LL HELP THE TOWNSPEOPLE IF IT KILLS ME!!

[... was.. that Tsuna? It sounded like his voice, but rather... passionate and loud. Anyone who's in the city might catch sight of Tsuna running around at a startling speed, helping clearing debris by literally throwing huge chunks of the rocks clear out of the way, or perhaps he's found some equipment and is using it to help build up one of the broken houses, or maybe he's saving a townsperson who's trying to repair a house and has suddenly lost their footing or support. He's got a rather scary expression on his face which is rather not like him at all, and a flame bursts from his forehead.

Oh, yes. He's also only in his boxers.

Have fun with that.]
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[There's a soft mumbling first, as though someone's stirring from a deep sleep.]

... wha..?

[Those with more sensitive hearing may be able to pick up on the soft sounds of someone shifting. And then, a curious noise:] Eh?

[Followed by a huge sigh of relief.]


Finally, I'm back to myself! That took forever... --ah!

[And now Tsuna's clearly dictating into the journal.]

Hey guys, it's me. Um... Paradisa turned me into a [puppy] dog for, uh... jeez, how long was it? -- but anyway, I'm back to my regular self now. So, um, sorry if anyone was wondering where I was. It's really hard to use the journal with paws, ahahaha...

O-oh, right! I guess you guys should know, um... I was the dog with the tag that said '27'. It's, um... kind of a shorthand for my name. Not that I expect anyone would've known that... [Thanks, Paradisa, for making everyone think he had a stupid name.]

Well, I think that's about everything... Nothing really happened aside from the usual while I was a dog, right?

Zelos )

Casa de Guts )
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Ino )

Reborn )

Allen )

Raine )


Tsuna's Room )


Action stuff... )


[When he gets home, he dictates to the journal, sounding more tired than he intends to. It's been a long day.]


Hey guys. Um, for anyone who knew him-- them-- Akito-kun and Agito-kun are gone. [A pause.] Sorry. [.. he's not sure why he's apologizing. It just seemed like the right thing to do.]
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[Filtered to his and/or Garry's friends]
Hey, guys. Me and Garry are going to the seasons room's beach today, if anyone wants to join us! We... don't really have any plans or anything. [Mostly Tsuna's just curious to see it since it's his first time!] Oh, but-- you should probably bring a swimsuit! We'll probably be there for awhile, so you can come anytime you'd like.

Mmmn... it'll be so nice to get away from the cold.

Casa de Guts )

Giotto )


((There will be a thread within this post for the beach. Anyone is allowed to hop into this thread, make their own threads within it, etc etc even if neither knows Tsuna or Garry and just happens to be in the seasons room today! Garry and Tsuna will probably be sticking together so expect responses from both of them!))
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[Tsuna awakes in his bed with a small start and promptly sits up. He blinks blearily, looking toward the window, lifting an arm to block the light when it hits his eyes.]

Ah... [He blinks then, and looks down at his blanket, recalling what had happened to him for what had seemed to be the past few days. But he was back in his room at the house, and in his pajamas, so...]

What a strange dream. [He then gets out of bed and yawns and stretches, heading to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He opens the door, and...

There's a pair of white rabbit ears popping innocently out of his hair.]


Heehh!? [There's a thud as Tsuna falls over.] Rabbit ears?

[And then he cautiously raises a hand and tugs on one to make sure Reborn wasn't playing a dirty trick on him or something. He can feel a sensation from the tug, and it doesn't come off.]

N-no way! They're real?! --ah, my feet! [And now he's noticing that they're all dirtied, and a little cut and sore, too. The cogs are turning in his head.]

Wait... then...

[He pales a bit.]

All of that actually happened?!
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U-um, hey guys! This might be a little late coming, but uh... sorry about what happened last week! Er, what I mean to say is, I was one of the ones who were replaced by an imposter. --but I'm fine now! I just, uh... I wanted to apologize for anything they might've done, I guess? H..he was kind of a jerk from what I read.

Um, that's it, I guess. O-oh, and Happy New Year's! Ah, what year is it here again? I can't really remember... Does anyone even use the year here all that much?

Also, I'm back at the castle for awhile, if anyone wants to do anything. Although... I'd prefer for it to be inside. Why does it have to be so miserably cold out?
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[So Tsuna ended up getting his Motorbike for Christmas. However, as he had nowhere he really particularly needed to go with it, it just sat in front of the house, unused.

Until today.

Today?

Tsuna was tearing through the town on his motorbike, going at ridiculous speeds and caring nothing for the townspeople in his way. They cried in alarm as he came barreling towards them and moved out of the way, some people having to go so far as to leap to get away in the nick of time. And once he was done making a playground of the city, he went at full speed up to the castle, throwing his bike up into a wheelie once he got close enough, throwing waves of snow up into the air everywhere he goes.

And then, a flame ignites on his head as he takes a hand off the handlebars, letting out a blast of flame on the ground as he uses the power to ride up on the side of the castle and right over the main doors. Finally, it lands hard on the ground and he does a tight turn, doing a donut before stopping, and the fire on his head dies away.

He gives a grin and wipes the snow off his face, very satisfied with his performance, and opens his journal up to dictate into it.]


Hey, Paradisa! I got a pretty sweet ride for Christmas. If you come outside, you just might get a sneak peek of what I'll be doing for the feast.

Or we could race. If any of you want to eat snow, that is!

[Soooooo.

Tsuna's having a pretty good day, apparently.]
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Merry Christmas everyone! What did you all get for presents?

Once-ler )

Arya )

Everyone who got him a gift (minus Once-ler) )

Action for Casa de Guts )

(Feel free to assume that all of Tsuna's gifts have been delivered! If you want to play out a particular gift-giving just make a thread here?!)
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[Okay, so Arya had been japing him when she'd told him to ask the castle. And no one was able to talk to it as far as he knew. But there was no harm in trying, either; the filter would be conveniently hidden from anyone else, so nobody would tease him for his naivety. And who knows? Maybe the only reason the castle had been so quiet was because the residents had been so set on working against it, rather than with it...]

Paradisa )

[He fell silent, looking at the journal. He wasn't expecting a response right away. ...he wasn't expecting a response at all, really. He just had to try, to at least say that he had. He gave a soft sigh.

Okay, no more procrastinating.

He closes the book, slides off his bed, then heads out of his room to the one over. He stares at it for awhile, shutting his eye for a moment, before finally mustering up the courage to bring his fist up and knock on the door.]
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[WHATEVER CASTLE.

Since you seem so determined to keep him here, he'll just confine himself to a corner of the library. As in, he's literally got his back pressed up against the corner while he has one cheek cupping his hand, reading boredly through some book about fencing. Might as well take advantage of the library while he was here, since he had an assignment due to Zelos on Friday. He would've been more than happy to grab a couple books and just trek back to his room, but what do you know, it wouldn't even let him go to the fourth floor. Either the door in the staircase was locked, or the elevator just went right on past it. And of course if he tried to go in an empty room, the door was locked.

First being trapped with Arya, and now this? Thanks a lot, castle. Tsuna's incredibly determined to stay in the corner, back to the wall, to make sure he can see any nutcrackers, and to deter people from coming to him as well. He doesn't need another Garry episode.

Of course, the boy does have needs, so if you're not in the library, there's a chance you might catch him in the hallway while he's headed to or back from the restroom. And that's your chance to strike.]

((KISSMAS AGOGO. Planned and unplanned, but if unplanned, please keep to the same age~))
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[Tsuna starts a bit when there's a shift of the weight on his bed that was most decidedly not him.]

Natsu...?

[He blinks blearily and looks over. Oh, there's Arya with a sword pointed at him.]




YAAAAH!

[And then there's the crash of Tsuna falling off his bed, scrambling backwards to the opposite corner.]

A-arya?! What the heck??


((So, the castle decided to be a jerk and lock Arya and Tsuna in the same room together. Because clearly this could not go wrong in any way. It's also going to be an EXTRA BIG jerk and mess with their journals after awhile so that they actually have to pay attention to each other. Don't worry, Tsuna will make it out in one piece! ... probably. Maybe. Both Arya and Tsuna will be responding to replies!))

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