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06 February 2011 @ 02:28 pm
[The sound of a door slamming can be heard, followed by a gust of wind and pages being flipped. When the gust settles down Belle can be seen wearing a lovely, fancy light blue gown, her hair tied up with a sparkly accessory and she can be heard angrily shouting. In French.

After a healthy stream, she sighs and crosses her arms, pouting. Her next words are in English though her voice is heavily laced with an accent. Oh yeah, we're going with feisty foreign babe locked in a castle. 8| Real unique, yeah?]

This is ridiculous! Waking up to be locked in a tower! With a sparkly stick!

[She waves her wand about and ... a book case starts dancing, throwing it's contents everywhere.]

No! Stop!

[Horrified she tosses the stick aside and begins to try to catch the books. :C Haaaalllp!]
03 February 2011 @ 10:26 pm
[ He is thoroughly amused by the romance shenanigans and is LOLing.]

My wife loves this sorta thing!
03 February 2011 @ 10:04 pm
Okay, so can someone please explain to me what the hell is going on exactly because I swear to god there are at least three dragons just casually hanging out around the towers and a pirate ship in the Lake and - WILL YOU STOP PINCHING ME!? - and has anyone seen the squid at all because I'm really not sure if that thing is going to be okay with its waters being invaded and for the love of all things holy, what happened to Professor Ise.

Someone please tell me I'm dreaming. You don't even need to be telling the truth, just say it to me, I'll believe you.

[someone isn't affected :'D]
Dearest Diary,

Today I made a necklace of the flowers that bloom against the vines that frame my window. The dragon is nowhere to be seen, but I know he lurks just beyond sight, waiting for me to attempt to leave this false-sanctuary. I don't dare hope for a chance of escape to come, for I know it will not.

Someday, I know that my prince will come. My darling knight of the most well-shined armor will triumph through the Trials of Agony and defeat from the fire-breathing dragon that guards this lonely tower. I would so dearly love to feel the sun on my face and the grass beneath my feet once more; my memories are sweet, but fleeting. I fear one day they will cease to be entirely.

Oh my fair prince, where are you? I await you here in my bedchamber.


Princess Kairi
03 February 2011 @ 09:13 pm
[Tranao is, for now at least, curled up in front of a roaring fire. You might hear rather delighted humming as well. Unaffected by the event, Tranao's loving the bodice ripping all the same.]

I do so love winter. The long, cold nights are the perfect opportunity to cosy up to that special someone. Or someones~ [A delicious laugh. Just about anyone would be fine, really.]

Tell me, darling students. Is there an unripped bodice left in the castle? I can't help but approve of all this liberating passion.

[ooc: For those of you who haven't a clue who or what Tranao is, please refer to here. Think Frank, in Nanao's body. If you still don't understand after that, don't worry. It makes very little sense.]
17 January 2011 @ 06:33 pm
[Directed, but not locked, to her fellow first years;]

Can I borrow someone's notes for Defense class? Something [inksplotch of hestiation] ate mine.
16 January 2011 @ 06:50 pm
[After ploping down on his bed the journal falls open on the floor.]

Maaaaaaan, I thought I'd never get back. First mom, then the holidays and then mom again... She seemed much better thought after seeing Asch, don't you think, Mieu?

Mieu! Mieuuu!

Hee, yeah his face was pretty funny looking when mom and dad hugged him. It was a nice holiday though. Too bad he didn't stay for the New year.


Oh well, time to get this stuff put away and we can give everyone their late gifts.

[The bed creaks when he stands up and he steps on the journal making a video start up.]

Huh? Oh, it's this thing!

[He picks it up and there's Luke looking down with a new hair cut.]

...Are you recording?!

[Grumbles and slams it shut.]
Current Mood: happyhappy
16 January 2011 @ 02:05 pm
[KA-BOOM! Someone left his journal on while he was trying to make potions - and it sounds like Bart just epically failed. One right after the other, they keep exploding. Or boiling over. Or sizzling. Point is, it just doesn't sound very good.

Then... nothing.

After a few moments of complete silence, Bart's voice can be heard among the debris and ruin:]


I just hope this doesn't get me suspended.
14 January 2011 @ 04:24 pm
Alright, what smartass let the Bludgers loose in my office?

Whoever thought that was a brilliant way outta the next unit's got another thing coming.  

We're doin' muggle Dodgeball next, and to spice it up, those Bludgers'll be makin' a special appearance.  Might wanna invest in some padding.

[ooc; if you want to claim responsibility go ahead in an ooc note kasjf;afj HOOLIGANS]
Current Mood: pissed offpissed off
12 January 2011 @ 07:55 pm
[The video feed flickers about and suddenly a loud squeal comes across;]


[Some laughter soon follows and then the video feed fully flicks on. Here's Ed, folks. In a cowboy hat. Riding a gigantic buzzing mechanical bee. 8| What is with this kid and her penchant for riding dangerous things?!

After a few moments, Ed looks at the journal with the biggest grin ever.]

Ed's a cowboy!

[And the feed cuts off.]
My parents have been trying to make me transfer to Beauxbatons with my brother since before the Holidays. I think I'm running out of logical reasons why I shouldn't.

I wonder if they'd listen if I told them that I'd like to stay here just because I want to.

accidental videoCollapse )
11 January 2011 @ 07:57 pm
[This is an audio file because Tim's definitely got a black eye from his latest sparring session with Jason, and would like Bruce not to notice. :| ]

Has anyone seen my sister around? I've been all over the castle and I can't find her, so I figured I should put an APB out for her over this.

Her name's Cassandra, she's a fourth year Ravenclaw and she's pretty quiet. If you've seen her, could you tell her I'm looking for her?

[Filtered to Batfamily minus Steph and Damian, pretty much unhackable.]

I've got some final designs for the project, if anyone wants to see them.
11 January 2011 @ 07:19 pm
[ Private to girl with pink hair- she didn't get your name, so this is totally open to anybody with pink hair. Video. ]

Hey, so, I dunno how many of these things you made, but I've got a good pile of them! [ She turns the camera to show the various charred insects. Some of them tied up for good measure. It looks like she threw every offensive spell she had at them, more or less effectively. She doesn't notice that one of them seems to still be moving. ] I got most of them in a pile here on the third-

[ Gloriously public video ]

EEP! [ There's a blur as the journal goes flying, landing at a strange angle on top of the bug that was twitching before. No, it didn't do anything. A spider came up behind her, tied her up in its web, and then promptly left. It got its revenge and now it's done. She waits for something else to happen, probably something horrible, but... nothing does. Finally she pokes her head up to look at the journal, straining and wiggling to get over to it. ]

Hello? Somebody? Uh... somebody with scissors?
11 January 2011 @ 09:39 am
It's already a new year-- can you believe it? With each passing year we're given new opportunities to make certain changes in our lives...

Or at least that is the tradition associated with this time of year.

Is anyone planning on making any changes this year?

[Private to Eagle Vision]

Can we talk? [It's about time to bite the bullet and ask right out. She's been putting this off for a while now]
11 January 2011 @ 09:13 am
[This is one of those rare occasions when she opts to use text instead ]

Just a little heads up for everyone. If you happen to see mechanical looking... how to put this.. mechanical looking insects running around DON'T touch them.

They don't seem to care for that--

 Just contact me if you happen to see them. Oh and-- keep your distance. But there's NOTHING to worry about. DON'T touch them.

[ooc: Washu was trying something on a whim, however it backfired. The mechanical insects have gone berserk. Feel free to have a run in with them if you wish. Oh and Jack she never had a chance to give you that uber-late Christmas gift! She wrote you a song to use for your next music box project. The melody is sweet in it's own way but rather simplistic. Although she fancies herself as a musician as well, she should stick to her experiments..... even when they go haywire XD]
10 January 2011 @ 07:33 pm
[Here everyone, have a nice little distraction during class. All of a sudden, not one, but two voices come through the journal-- one male and one female. One, you're going to probably recognize as Nana's... if you've heard her singing before. Which very likely. And the other male voice... you might not recognize. If you listen closely, you'll figure out who it is. Enjoy the the musical entertainment during class!]

[...cue random guy rapping, yes, rapping]
Feel the heat, the sun
Kaze no you ni mau sore ha itsuka owaru
Soshite itsuka ha zutto zutto da-ku ni tojiteii ka na?
Zutto zutto mawaru toki ni itami ga aru
Idaisa kara naru michi wo kayotte
Sou chikaku kara tooku made odotte
Rikai shinakute mo ii mitai no shirube ni subete douka naru
Subete soko kara

[...then cue Nana singing]
Karada no dokoka ni nagareru anata to no nita mono
Sore ga nanika kanjirareru
Sekai ha utagai no umi kara nukedashiteinai to omowanai de
Hajime kara utaidasetara sono fukasa wo hakaru senritsu
Kitto tsuki no hikari to yo no yami to chuu wo mau yakouchuu he to
Gin no hikaru shizuku no saki wo tsutai watatteikou

[The rest of the song is here, considering this mun just doesn't want to copypasta all the lyrics. xD When they're done singing however, at the tail end of this recording, you can hear Nana's voice.]

...looks good on you.

[And the recording ends.]
09 January 2011 @ 04:07 pm
I think I'm a bad influence on people.
08 January 2011 @ 07:07 pm
[A split second image of Riku's face gets shown on the journal before being hastily cut off.]

Alright, did anyone see my broom servicing kit? I might've left it in the Gryffindor common room or the shed outside.
[Quiet mumbling sounds about, followed by a few pages fluttering. Barely moments later an image appears of the Gryffindor Common Room ceiling. Forms and partial wisps of various Ghost Pokèmon can be seen floating about.

The image then shakily turns about and refocuses on to two familiar sixth years snuggling on one of the couches. Piles of books are scattered around them, but neither seem bothered by it. Suddenly, one of them murmurs something sleepily, though indistinguishable from such a height away.]


[Bart glances downwards, noticing Mulan's head on his shoulder and smiles gently.]

I love you, too.

[Mulan cuddles closer, loosely gripping ahold of Bart's arm as he leans his head against her's tiredly. Both appear to be sound asleep as the lights about the room begin to dim, signalling the late hour. The journal then flips backwards to the cieling and turns about, catching the images of more Ghost Pokèmon floating about. The pages flutter once again and the video shuts off.]

(OOC; Cute biffle scene, ftw! Mulan's text is in blue and Bart's text is in red. Wo ai ni, murmured as w'anee, means "I love you". Feel free for your character to suspect more going on.)
06 January 2011 @ 03:51 pm
[Here is Belle. Sitting at her desk, in the office with a happy smile on her face.]

Hello Hogwarts. I have a new helper with me in the library that I would like to introduce you to.

[Aaannnnd here's a pretty tawny owl hopping over to inspect the journal. CLOSE UP FULL OF A CURIOUS OWL FACE. The owl lets out a soft hoot and then flutters lightly over to Belle's shoulder as she laughs.]

This is Albertine and she is quite friendly! She already knows her way about the library rather well, too, so asking her to show you around would be recommended if you need help and I am not available.

[Because it totally makes sense that Belle's owl would know the library as well as she does within the same amount of short time. 8|]

Oh! We also have received a few new books about dragons! [She is quite excited by this.] They are located, as usual, on the front tables in the study area. Please note that a couple are indicated as being unable to be checked out, due to their rarity and do take extra care with them.
06 January 2011 @ 12:42 pm
So I am expected to do what with this journal, exactly? Share my thoughts with the entirety of the school? Forget it. I'm here for one purpose and one purpose only, and it is not to share my feelings with others. You will not be seeing me recount my experiences or express my beliefs. This is stupid, and quite frankly, a waste of precious space. I had more space in my closet at home.

Father, if you are reading this, I would like to speak with you.
Current Mood: aggravatedaggravated
06 January 2011 @ 08:44 am
[See Sieglinde. See Sieglinde settled on her bed surrounded by piles of paperwork and folders. See Sieglinde looking close to shredding the packet of papers in her hand with rage.

Now see Sieglinde flop backward and pull off her reading glasses with a groan, rubbing at the bridge of her nose.]

Paperwork went so much faster with a computer and a T3 connection, ugh. What I wouldn't give for two hours on the internet right now.

[She sits back up and blinks, rubbing at her eyes, and then frowns a little, waving a hand.]

Hey, hey Nótt - get away from that thing, before you get yourself in trouble.

[There's a brief, huffy little sound, and a Misdreavus floats its way to settle atop Sieglinde's head, who shakes her head and sighs.]

This stupid business proposal had better be worth him completely screwing over my vacation.
05 January 2011 @ 11:40 pm
[Sooooo someone came back a bit late from the holiday vacation :| Rose's voice fills the journals two days after classes had already started, sounding dry and sardonic.]

Hello, everyone. I'm back, belatedly. Hope everyone had a wonderful holiday, and the first couple days back to school weren't too antagonizing. Or difficult. Or, you know, contained any work not easy to make-up.

Did I miss anything? Please tell me I haven't missed anything. If there was a surprise pop quiz that counted towards 50% of the grade in one of my classes the first day back, I might just stop believing in Santa Claus.

I'm not kidding; I'll do it. Angels, too. I'm talking really jaded, here.

Can anyone lend me their notes? I'll owe you.
06 January 2011 @ 12:10 am
Oh come on Bastian, don't just toss my things down- you've still got to help me unpack, you know..!

[Bridget manages to tap the journal to work on video after a moment, and he waves, a bandage on one bruised cheek, one of his arms in a sling, a cheerful smile on his face despite his apparent injury. Behind him, another blond is settling a large trunk at the foot of Bridget's bed, his expression wry as he drops it into place- loudly. Bridget pointedly ignores him and waves with his good arm.]

Hey all- won't be at quidditch practice for a couple of days 'til I get this arm fixed up- would've done it sooner, but there were ah... complications and too many people saw, so... [He grins sheepishly, and shrugs, and a snort comes from behind him.]

Oh yeah- leave big brother to do all the heavy lifting while you greet your friends, I see how it is- oh hold on a tic... Is this that journal thing you told me about?

[Bridget turns to peer over his shoulder as his twin kicks the trunk open and starts dumping clothes onto Bridget's bed quite unceremoniously.]

Yeah, this is it, but- oi, oi! Don't just go dumping everything out like that..!

[His brother grins, sharp and sly-]

What, afraid someone'll see something they shouldn't?

Oh shut up..! [Bridget swats at him and misses, and his brother laughs and goes back to the bed, organizing things properly.] Right- in any case, I brought presents back- I'll hand them out as soon as this pain is on his way back to Beauxbatons, yeah?

[His brother's only retort is to stick out his tongue, hold up something frilly and blue and ask innocently-]

What'll I do with these then?


[Cue journal-slam while Bridget goes to kill his twin. B|b]

(ooc: Blue is Bridget, green is his idiot twin- don't worry, he's just around to troll Bridget for this entry, so don't be too surprised if you hear him in the background of a reply.)
05 January 2011 @ 10:34 pm
[ Private to Self – Super Special Secret ]

Dear Diary,

Today I try this journal thing. Should be fun, right? I bet I’ll meet all sorts of new people. Hope they aren’t jerks.

[ /private ]

Hello? Helloooooooo? Does this really work? Hi!

[ She doodles all over the page, a cute cartoon of Batman and Robin beating up bad guys, a couple of bats, one cutesy baby chocobo, and a giant happy flower filling up the middle. ]

~Steph ♥
05 January 2011 @ 09:33 pm
Does anyone here like dolls? I made some over the break with Stitch but, I want them to go to a good home so they don't get lonely.

[And here is the journal showing images of these dolls that Lilo made. They're all rather lumpy looking from mismatch fabrics, odd stitch marks and buttons. Nothing really matches anything but there's distinct human and animal shapes to them.]
05 January 2011 @ 08:26 pm
Anybody know where to get a decent pack of smokes around here? Or whatever you fancy English people call them. Look, I don't really care and I'm not judging. As long as it tastes awful like tobacco should and not tea and crumpets or those disgusting menthols my stepmom used to leave around the apartment. Any of you kids track down a pack for me and I'll give you a shiny new quarter. It's American muggle money, very valuable. Actually, it's pretty damn worthless these days with the economy doing whatever it is that everyone's complaining about. Politics are boring, let's talk about something else.

[a smoldering burn hole at the end of his message from putting out the last of his cigarettes]
05 January 2011 @ 03:21 pm
--ait, just a minute! I'm going to see if... Don't try that in h---





[The journal is temporarily shut for a few moments, then reopened. Siiiiigh. e_e;;] Does... [The sound of something breakable falling to the floor. Gulp.] does anyone know a good place to do some training with a Pokèmon? Somewhere outside, maybe?
05 January 2011 @ 05:26 pm
[There is the sound of a sneeze, and when Sakura speaks, she sounds congested and sick]

Okay. [another sneeze] I really should have expected this to happen. Save the 'I told you so's. [another sneeze. She sounds ruefully amused about the whole thing] Anyone have some spare Pepper-Up potion while I brew this one?
30 December 2010 @ 05:58 pm
It's a little sad that the snow's stopped. I've not really seen much of it before, since I spend so much time in the jungle... [there is an amused tone to his voice] If it snowed in Peru, I'd be a little worried.

It's nice to see everyone back, as well. [it was too quiet in the school ;;;;]
30 December 2010 @ 10:38 pm
Guess who's back from Manchesteeeeeeer~? Christmas was awesome, y'all! It didn't snow - like it ever snows in Manchester - but that's okay, because Uncle Max and I still had a lot of fun with the tree and the neighbors and stuff.

It sounds like everyone had a good break too, so. Let's get this semester rolling! I'm sure it'll be equally as awesome.

[Filtered from Tim | AKA it's a fail filter]

So my best friend - Tim Drake, he's a 4th year Ravenclaw - is here, right? That means that you'd better be nice to him. If I hear any of you are jerks to him, you're gonna get it. Got it? [... for once in his life, Bart actually sounds relatively threatening.]


I mean, just give him a warm welcome and stuff! Okay? He's my best friend and since I'm having such a good time here, I wanna make sure he gets the same kind of welcome. Thanks, guys. It'd mean a lot to me.

[Locked to Griffith & Mulan | Pretty Unhackable]

Hey, I brought the microwave back. Griff-Griff, Mulan, you wanna help me set it up somewhere? It's not really that bulky, but I figured that I could give y'all a crash course in Muggle technology.
30 December 2010 @ 03:30 pm
[Backdated to Tuesday, when it is still sunshine-y.

The video swings about across the snow covered grounds. There's some bright, lensflare-esque sunshine happening for a second before the angle adjusts again. There's a shot of really fabulous boots, and it slowly tips up: fabulous coat, check. A flash of blonde hair. There is a moment of humming -- it's pleasant, cheery humming. The person on the other end then clears their throat, and chuckles.

The voice that follows is high-class and smooth.]
My, it's been quite a while, hasn't it? A year away from this place and one begins to forget the way it looks. [There's a fond sigh, and finally the video reveals the speaker's face. She is pretty. And grinning. Sunglasses? Check!] Home sweet home, as they say. I've missed it.

Now, I'm sure you lot missed me, and I am deeply sorry that you have been denied the pleasure of my company, [She laughs in a good-natured way, to let it be known that she is joking. Mostly.] but Mum thought it'd be a good idea for me to expand my horizons, so to speak. And Beauxbatons was certainly...a learning experience, I must say. [a pause here. She's reminiscing...]

Ah, but I am going off on a tangent, aren't I? Fellow students, professors, my name is Zahra Aurigae and it is my utmost pleasure to meet you. I'm sure we will all get along, yes? If we've met: I'm looking forward to seeing you again. If not, well. I look forward to meeting you~ You all simply must bring me up to date on what's been going on. Jokes aside, I've heard some upsetting things. [a beat, her tone sobers, as does her expression.] I hope everyone has been doing all right.

[And then she brightens up again.]

Now! Which one of you big, strong boys wants to help me carry my luggage to my dormitory? [She nudges a heavy looking trunk with the toe of her boot.] I wouldn't be opposed to a girl helping out as well. [She smirks.] Equal opportunity and all that.
30 December 2010 @ 08:16 am
Well, I'm back from my holidays and I wished I could of stayed at home longer, but I managed to come back for school. I also brought back a few things for friends.

Mulan, Hikaru said to thank you for gettin me out of my downer when he left.
29 December 2010 @ 09:40 pm
So, I got this journal as a kind of going away present from a friend, which means I guess I might as well use it.

Anyways, I just moved here from New Jersey because my - uh - dad's the new Muggle Studies professor for third through fifth years, so I don't exactly know anyone yet.

Did anyone else used to go to Salem?
30 December 2010 @ 02:48 pm
Okay, so. Hi, I’m back. You probably don’t remember me because I mostly spent my time here in the corner of the library – you know the one away from all the windows, it’s pretty dark in the back there, I usually just used Lumos or something so that I could read which was really inconvenient when I needed to cast a spell for something else because I’d either have to turn it off and cast in the dark or try and do it with two spells going at once, and I’m not exactly that great at magic so it tended to. Explode. Not explode! Just – not go well.

Uh. But yeah, I...went away. To fancy arithmancy school. And had what was a truly [and here she’s almost laughing. It’s funny! Really] amazing meltdown of epic proportions, so. Now I’m back. Hi.

..Oh, uh. I’m Janie. By the way.
28 December 2010 @ 08:36 pm
[there is long suffering sigh before Jordan begins to talk]

I don't see the big deal in giving me a new journal. I've had this shoved into an unused trunk for years now. I didn't even know I still had it. Sad, right? The least that they could do was give me something all new and shiny.

Right... Hey, guys. I don't expect a lot of you to remember me, considering I dropped off the face of the planet a couple of years back. I'm Jordan Langley, a Taurus if you're into that kind of stuff, future head of the Law Enforcement Department.

Okay, not really that last one, but seriously. I missed everyone, even those who are new~
30 December 2010 @ 07:10 am
[Jim's just returned from from fail!family holiday. Anyone who's seen him will know he's in less than a good mood.]

Man, I thought break would never end.
29 December 2010 @ 05:54 am
[ The entry begins with a LOUD banging noise as the journal and various other items slam onto the floor. Someone may be throwing a temper tantrum.... and happened to carelessly knock the journal over. But... he didn't seem to notice.]

RRGG!!!! [Something else hits the ground before the sounds of an exasperated huff, and someone swiftly taking a seat.] How long is this asinine spell going to last anyway!!

[It had been 16 days since his birthday when he'd received an unexpected "gift". Ciel had been cursed with a glitter hex. Anytime he ceased to move, glitter would begin raining down on him. Since it had been winter break it had been easier to conceal, but now that everyone was returning... his efforts to remove the hex himself had been in vain, his pride prevented him for asking for outside assistance. Now.. he was going mad from the constant interference]

[The journal was unceremoniously kicked aside.. the final whumphing sound before the boy realized the error. Not bothering to apologize he picked it up, left a private message for Sebastian and then slammed the damn thing shut]

[Private to Sebastian]

Come to the dorms.. immediately. [No further explanation]
29 December 2010 @ 02:05 am
Good evening, everyone! My name's Professor Bruce Wayne and I'll be teaching Muggle Studies to the 3rd through 5th years here. I trust that everyone had a wonderful break? It certainly was nice in Gotham. [he chuckles] It snowed, but who doesn't love a White Christmas?

Anyhow, if any of you have questions regarding the Muggle World, you're certainly free to ask me - and Ms. Jones too, I'm sure - any questions. I'll try my best to answer them.

It looks like it'll be a fun semester. I look forward to getting to know all of you!
28 December 2010 @ 08:29 pm
Ah, well, at least the weather isn't much different between here and Tokyo. Sorry to all of you that have to adjust from a warmer clime. [No she's not]

I'm back from Japan, and I hope no one missed me too much. [A chuckle] Lucy, I made sure to pick you up some things while I was there. [Some shiny trinkets, some bath salts... and an oni mask. Yes, she is going to hang it up right near Lucy's bed to haunt her nightmares]

In fact, I've got a few extra little trinkets my parents seem to want me to give out if anyone wants something.