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/leaves him here

at March 10th, 2011 (05:35 pm)

[[Mytho steps into the vast expanse of the castle entrance, the plastic bag full of heavy (and ridiculously expensive) textbooks plopping down and echoing the boom into the room, his backpack sagging from his shoulders.

There he was, second semester in college, and entering that weird dreamworld once more.

...But that was just a long, long, long and elaborate dream, wasn't it?!

He runs a hand through his white hair.]]

...Oh god, no.

DID YOU HAVE DUCK FOR THANKSGIVING?!

at November 26th, 2010 (07:51 pm)

[[A little yellow duck with a bundle of clothes suitable for a modest, if poor, young Victorian girl tied around her neck waddles into the dining hall. It's about dinner time, and she's hoping to find some nice, fresh bread.

Instead, when she flutters clumsily up onto the table, she is confronted with a long row of juicy roast turkeys.]]

Qua ...

[[She trembles, staring in horror at the display. There's usually some poultry on the table, but-- but never a massacre like this!]]

QUAAAAAAAAAAAA!

XDD

at June 10th, 2010 (07:05 am)

...This is hilarious.

[[Mytho is now a Fakir. A green-ogre-Fakir. He's walking through the gardens, a scowl marring his face.]]

Only. Not.

A muse who's been hanging around for a while~

at April 15th, 2010 (09:57 pm)

current mood: crushed
current song: Elements ++ A Fine Frenzy

[[A hunched little figure in a yellow dress is huddled by the lake, pale golden feathers strewn around her.

From behind, she looks like just another Ahiru - a little smaller, maybe, and the sprig of hair on her head is a vibrant yellow instead of orange, but definitely human all the same. But what's reflecting back at her out of the water...

There are feathers everywhere. Sprouting out of her shoulders and down her arms and out of her elbows and all over her front and the obstinate part of her hair that always stuck up is a feather now, too. The girl - duck - thing presses her hand against her mouth, unable to hold back a choking sob. What did...

Was she... was she really that bad? Drosselmeyer had failed so terribly with her...? He even had to kick her out of the factory, take her out while she was sleeping off the story he'd spun, put her by a lake where she could see her reflection... So that she couldn't even ask...]]

Fa-Fakir didn't...

[[ooc: Oh rice, I didn't mean for this to come out this angsty. O.O Here, have a weird hybrid!Ahiru. Currently she's in a state of ANGST since she's seen her full, new, ugly duckling attire for the first time. Moar stuff on her backstory is in her journal. c:

Aaand my internet's a little wonky, so replies might be spotty.]]

at April 7th, 2010 (01:47 pm)

[[A modern Ted is sitting in the kitchens. There's a...small cupcake in front of him, and he lights a candle.

He sighs.]]

...Happy birthday, Mom.

Oh god, someone shut Ted up.

at March 17th, 2010 (07:19 pm)

IF YOU'VE GOT AN ASS, I'LL KICK IT!

[[Ted can be seen running about the palace while chasing a Magnolia--an egg with a frying pan--with a broom.

Feel free to WTF at him.]]

Paris Holds the Key to... ???

at January 20th, 2010 (07:24 pm)

[[...

Fakir didn't get it.

One moment, he was in Paris, getting ready to introduce Ahiru to her grandmother and now he was...
Where was he!?

He scratched his head in confusion. Wait. Where was Ahiru? Was she here too?]]

Ahiru! You here?

(ooc: Guh. I hope I'm doing this right. Dx Hi. I'm Duckums. This is Dimitri!Fakir from an Anastasia universe... Thing. ^^;;)

at December 28th, 2009 (02:16 pm)

BOP IT!

TWIST IT!

PULL IT!

[[Ted is now in the gardens and being a moron, playing with his Bop It Extreme while waving a toy light saber about and with two Pocky sticks in his mouth.

He doesn't know who the hell Tory, Kaito, or Kaili are, but hey, they brought him amusement!]]

Pool Party is a GOOOO~!

at December 6th, 2009 (03:54 pm)

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!!

[[Ted's wish has come true. And what better way to celebrate than leaping off the top of the waterfall that leads into the new hot springs a little way's from the lake?]]

OOC: Pool party! Toss in your characters, thread hop, mess with people, ENJOY!

I guess now's a good a time as any...

at December 4th, 2009 (03:08 pm)

[[Another Fakir has just climbed out of the lake, sopping wet and pushing his damp, loose hair aside. He adjusts his bandana, fingering the piece-of-eight that hangs from the inside.

And freezes.

...Where's...?

He glances around, to spot a little bunny making off with his hat. And his eyebrow raises.

He gets down on his knees and hands...and pounces.

...And the bunny hops, dodging his leap. And Fakir pounces again. And the bunny hops, dodging his leap.

This continues for some time.]]

OOC: Hey. I'm Nathan, and this is a Captain Fakir Sparrow. He basically looks like the original Capt. Jack Sparrow, but clean-shaven. Someone show him the wine cellar, would you?

Enter The Opera Ghost, Stage Right.

at December 4th, 2009 (11:50 am)

current mood: content
current song: Learn to be Lonely - The Phantom of the Opera movie soundtrack

*The Ghost was alone again...a ways away from him, in what used to be his home on the lake below the Paris Opera House, he could hear the sounds of the mob that had gathered to capture him. He can't help but give something of a weak smile, something that could almost have humor, and yet also held a sad kind of triumph. Even if they did find him in this dark shadow of the lake's domain, shallow with water and beside the place he would've expanded his home once his Angel was his, he would be dead before they got to him...and if they didn't, Ahiru could come back and bury him...like he told her to, before he told her to take the Chagny boy and go. What an Angel she was...with tears as soft and beautiful as pearls... He places his mask on his face, so that Ahiru would not have to see that face dead and staring up at her, before lowering himself into the coffin, lying back...and bringing the lid of it closed on top of him. He would die with this love swelling inside of him...and afterwards, would know nothing else. ...Au revoir, Ange de Musique...*

((OOC: YEP, HERE BE PHAKIR...otherwise known as Phantom!Fakir, as in Phantom of the Opera Phantom!Fakir. His history and past has roots in the Leroux novel, the Kay prequel Phantom, and the ALW musical, so yeah, although he is being chased by a mob after he stole away his Christine role Ahiru like in the musical, he expects Ahiru to return and bury him with the ring he gave her after he's dead like in the Leroux novel. (Leroux although his book was a bit disorganized really did do quite a few things right, if you ask me.) His mask, however, in accordance to his deformanties, looks like the white mask that you see from the Phantom of the Opera musical posters (white and only showing the mouth), and his coffin has randomly appeared in the Enchanted Castle's chapel unknowns to him. He plans to lock himself in the coffin until there's no more oxygen and he suffocates, so...yeaaaah, someone might want to save his ass, though he will NOT be happy about it. XDD;;;))

at November 27th, 2009 (01:26 pm)

current mood: evil

[Fakir is walking through the castle with a small smile on his face. It definitely looks odd, and not just because it's this particular Fakir. Those that look closely might think it looks a bit creepy. If they look even closer, they may notice his eyes seem to be an interesting shade of pink.

Don't worry if he's freaking you out. He wants to say hello to you...]

[ooc: Night of the Living DR, OMG. I'm still on limited internet but I couldn't resist posting now. You may get belated comments from me on any of these more recent posts in the next few days, though ^^;

Oh, and he's switched with Raven's blood!Mytho. Have fun :D]

Well, this is new

at November 27th, 2009 (12:45 pm)

current mood: calm
current song: Edel no Organ ++ Princess Tutu OST

[[Issy walks serenely down one of the castle's many corridors. For some reason she's acquired an ornate music box complete with huge phonograph horn, but she neither thinks it odd nor in any way out of the ordinary as she wheels it along, turning the crank.

She is, after all, a puppet.]]

[[ooc: Switched with Edel.~]]

Jumping Back in Here

at November 27th, 2009 (09:12 am)

current location: Castle Halls
current mood: frustrated

WHAT THE HELL?!

[[Bill is pretty much running through the halls of the castle. He's shorter, his hair is tied up higher, and he's got boobs.]]

WHAT KIND OF SICK JOKE IS THIS?!

OOC: ...Needless to say. I'm back.

Got any mail?

at November 27th, 2009 (10:37 am)

[[

Technician

Weapon Fakir is wandering through the halls of the second floor with a piece of parchment in one hand and a charcoal in the other, pausing every so often to take notes.

Nothing strange has happened since that stint where everybody was a ghost, and he's feeling quite calm, simply working on the floor plans of the castle he still believes he'll finish someday.

He doesn't notice anything different. It's definitely just another day.]]

[[ooc: Come startle him. He'll turn into this. And no, just so we're clear, that's not a sword. That is a letter opener.]]

Oh Jeez. Run. It's a ghostly Ted.

at November 6th, 2009 (05:16 pm)

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

[[There is a ghostly Ted running through the gardens.]]

I DEMAND TO KNOW WHO KILLED ME IN MY SLEEP! THIS SUCKS!

Halloween Ball Log Post

at October 31st, 2009 (02:46 pm)

Tags: cruelcruel_moon, dr_ghostking, duckiara, faithin_you, hunted_duck, itwillbetragedy, knightxwriter, letmenomyou, notso_princely, seasaltswans, snappedstrings

[As the sun sets on Halloween, a faint noise begins to come from one of the large ballrooms. With the festive changes that have already taken place, it's not surprising to find this room has been decorated as well.

However, there's more. Many of the ghost occupy the room. Some of them seem to be running a rather large refreshment table, others are dancing in couples on the floor. The music seems to come from nowhere and comes from a variety of eras, even songs one would not expect to here in a castle.

Everyone is welcome, but you may be expected to socialize and/or dance. After all, it is a ball.]

[ooc: Here's the log post for the ball! It's open, so you can come in with your characters at any time and have fun. Or torment them. It's all the same, really.]

A blond Mytho wearing a black coat? ...Yup, that's what it looks like

at October 17th, 2009 (02:54 pm)

current mood: confused

[A blue portal opens on the castle grounds and a boy wearing a black coat steps out. He looks like Mytho, however he has blond hair. In his hand he carries what appears to be a large key with two swans on the handle. He looks around curiously.]

I thought my mission was in Never Land today. I was looking forward to flying again...

[He stares at the castle and examines the grounds once again.]

Huh, I don't recognize this place. But I don't know how to get to any other worlds, do I? Maybe the Heartless are doing this...

[With that, he grips his weapon and begins wandering the grounds, seeming as though he's looking for something.]

[ooc: So, I caved into myself XD. Have a Roxas!Mytho who I have decided to call Hotmyx if only because we'd call him that OOCly anyway. On the off-chance I'm not the only one that's beaten 358/2 here, he's taken from about day 300. Except he's Mytho.

Totally feel free to tag him, but be warned that he may avoid you or not answer all of your questions. He's normally instructed to avoid people. I've also decided that Mytho doubles won't affect him the way Sora!Mytho would so he's not passing out all over the place. And I'll just have him allude to recognizing everyone else since I don't want to pick names just in case someone wants to pick up one of the other characters in this AU and pick the Nobody name for themselves.

Also, I apologize there was nothing here at first. LJ seriously deleted like the whole thing as I hit post and I had to redo it =/]

at October 11th, 2009 (03:20 pm)

[[The construct Ahiru wanders idly through the library. It's bigger than the one in Prince Mytho's castle, but it seems a lot different. She can't find any scientific or historical texts at all! Sure, there had been some fiction in the library at home, but nothing as extensive as this. It seems like every book she sees is some kind of story book.

She pulls a heavy tome off a shelf and leans back against the shelf behind her. Awkwardly holding the large book, she opens it, letting it fall open to a random page somewhere near the middle. Her eyes widen at the sight of the illustration on the left page, and she peers down to look at it more closely, not bothering to read the story.]]

Event Finished~! (Finally)

at October 1st, 2009 (05:37 pm)

Tags: dr_ghostking, duckiara, impossible_song, itwillbetragedy, knightxwriter, letmenomyou, notso_princely, play_inoneact, quack_construct, queruloussoul, unwilling_spark

[[It is early last Tuesday morning.

...And everyone should've been home by now, if their assumptions were correct. But they weren't. And a voice booms throughout the castle grounds...]]

That which does not belong has been dispelled!

...

Trash day has arrived, and the garbage is gone!

[[ooc: BEHOLD! THE CASTLE IS CLEAN!

...Yep. LOL Uhhh, characters can totally confront the ghost king personally, or just have your characters vaguely react in a comment. He...doesn't realize the characters actually heard his original declaration.

Apologies from Kaito and Sammie for the delays! XD;; We'll probably have to push back the events because of this, but we'll figure it out.]]