Back with Shinobu two days after I said I would, hehh. Got busy almost as soon as we got back. I'm trying to get back in the groove of the game, so backtagging will be had and such.

And um I totally suck at keeping up with the Christmas events so I'll try working on that as well.

But more importantly, it's nice to see you all again! :D

Dude, maybe this place isn't so bad after all.

It gave me this sweet Mega Reformation Patrol Bot for Hanukkah! And it's still in one piece even though I keep dropping it, and even though that... thing in the stables totally tried to rip in apart. I don't think it even has a scratch on it.

((OOC. Paradisa's Transformers rip off? Mako has mad naming skills B) ))

[The journal picks up the sounds of what sounds like a sword fight....a sword fight that seems to be going very badly for one of the fighters, however that would sound]

You idiot.

I am not a- [he is cut off by a pained sound when he uses his Innocence arm to block a blow]

Eh...? [Footsteps as he stumbles back a little, staring at the cut on his arm in disbelief] That hurt?

[OOC: Red is Arthur and Blue is Allen. And this is why you don't play with godmod swords when you don't know what they do]

[after the incident with Bakura and Tyki, Guts caved and is once more decked out in the black armor. he's taking a walk through town, trying to find something for his dysfunctional-- mentally challenged-- traumatized-- girlfriend. what do you get for someone who tries to bite your face off if you touch them?

feel free to run into him. literally, or otherwise. he could use the distraction.]

[ honestly she had discovered this yesterday but has only now decided to really speak up, girl needed to have some time to herself man ]

For those who knew her, Gwen... [ deep breath ] Guinevere is no longer here.

[Hiro has his journal open on the counter in his store. It picks up the sound of Christmas music and him chatting with a customer]

No no no. Don’t get me wrong, Bats is cool. So is Supes. But what you really want to buy is this Toyman action figure.

Well. For one, he has that sweet coat.

And he also comes with the Titans Tower command center when you buy him. [Puts it up on the counter]

[The kid gasps and says]

Isn’t it?

[Takes his money and the kid takes his toys and goes about his way]

And yet another successful sale.

[ooc:

Red

is the random kid and black is Hiro]

[Because the Doctor believes in being prepared, she's hanging out in the lobby, doing a test run of her dress for the Christmas ball. Most people probably don't think of it, but you ask a lot of things of a dress for a ball that will probably end in disaster. You want something not likely to fall awkwardly in a crisis (which meant strapless was out, not that it was ever in), with a full skirt for maximum mobility, and preferably something you're not as likely to trip over when you're running. Not to mention she has to be able to wear flats with it, because heels + running tend to end in twisted ankles.

She's trying to sort out the problem of no pockets right now, which is (obviously) why she's settled comfortably onto a couch in the lobby with her journal and a few essentials - sonic screwdriver, a small torch, a handkerchief, duct tape, and a handful of other very important odds and ends.

Written:] I don't suppose anyone knows of a very large bag or a jacket with lots of pockets that go with formal dress?

Yeah, I think I'll pass on the ball. A dancefloor isn't my favourite place to be. You know, feet.

Okay, I haven't been here long, so does the castle normally make people feel like this is their home after living here a while? It's weird, my wanderlust is fading pretty fast, and it never has before. Heck, I'd normally be getting pretty ansty by now, being in one place for so long. But lately? I'm kinda liking the staying put thing.

Weird.

A ball does sound nice; I haven't been to one in... oh, it must be nearly eight years now. I'm afraid I don't have any formal wear, however. Does anybody know whether or not these "ghosts" will be providing any?

[Ukitake has been incredibly busy over the last two days, and the results of this are finally on show to be seen.

The following people will have received a small nicely wrapped Christmas present of homemade candy, cakes and tea : Death the Kid, Rin, Yoruichi, Soi Fong, Matsumoto, Hitsugaya, Hinamori, Ino, Nill, Yuan, and All the Doctors.

All the following people receive the same parcel, as well as a personalised added present (to be mentioned in the individual comments~) : Abel, Max, Lorne, Shunsui, Draco and Ken.

There is also a HUGE bowl of candy set out in the lobby with the message of 'Free for All -- Merry Christmas' written next to it; and a small tree hung with cookies baked in Christmas shapes for the children of the castle.

--

Another thing he's had to organise was the birthday dinner he was throwing for all his friends - preferring not to receive presents, he liked to spend his birthdays thanking those around him for another year of invaluble companionship. The meal he has prepared is immense, courses from all over the world - although predominantly Japanese in flavour - are set out to fill the giant dining table at seven pm sharp.

The doors are open, the delicious smell of his cooking is filling the corridor, so feel free to turn up whether invited or not!]

Dinner is ready, everyone!


[ooc: Open to all! Receive gifts, see the candy in the lobby, come to the birthday dinner! All welcome, invited or not!

Dinner guests are welcome to mingle and threadhop! Have fun!!!]

Hm?

[ it seems that Oz has took notice of the invitation that's been placed on his door. obviously the blonde is reading it, quite intrigued. oh, and for the record, he has noticed that morbid taste of the poster but decided to ignore that being oh-so-oblivious. ]

A ball sounds mightily interesting this time of year! Christmas is literally around the corner, as well~. I still need to buy Gil a gift. Break too! I have the money on me but I don't really know Town that well. Ehehe~. Oh, can't forget Jack.

Maybe I'll attend. It'll be a blast, I'm sure!

( Private )

[dictated, kind of groggy-sounding]

I could have sworn I just saw a snowman moving around out there.

... I'm going back to bed.

( Private )

( Minato )

[someone went down to the kitchen and is lounging with a cup of steaming cider. She takes a sip and then opens her journal again]

While the invitation is undeniably creepy, a dance is a dance, right? Who else is in desperate need of friends to go dress shopping with? Danes are a girl's best excuse to pull out all the stops. We want to dazzle these guy, am I right?

[haha paaaause] By the way, this invitation is not extended to creeps, so don't waste your time.

So I'm headed back to my parents' house tomorrow (yay 6 and a half hour flight), which means for the next two weeks, I'll be switching to PST instead of EST. Alas. Hopefully I won't be terribly busy, and I'll still have plenty of time to tag stuff.

Sung to the chorus of: Merry F>BEEP<ing Christmas!

Hey there Paradisaaaa / Merry f>BEEP<ing Christmas!
Put down that freakin journal / and hear some holiday wishes!

Incase you haven't noticed / It's Jesus' birthday!
So get off your stupid freakin' loss / and f>BEEP<ing celebrate!

Long story short: Going home for the holidays. This means Sol will be gone until New Years at latest. Anybody who needs to get a hold of me can pester Morg. But until next I see you, Merry Christmas! And a Happy New Years! 

( booster )

A ball? My, Paradisa has been very generous lately. [ do you know what that means guys? it means impending doom ]


[ ooc: okay. /fails at staying awake... will tag back in the morning. sorry for doing this for like the 989478947897489th time ;-; ]

( James Potter )

First that auction, and now a ball? At least we're being invited this time and not being herded like cattle. By the way, I know who signed me up for that auction! I'm definitely not happy with you. You better have had a good reason.

[ pause as she's flipping the invitation around ]

I guess a formal party could be fun. There's really...nothing else to do for Christmas when you're away from your family, is there? Will those ghosts be there? They were creepy already, and now it's even worse.

[So after a night of chasing after that damn cat and having to stay in town, Gino's walking the halls up to the tenth floor. He looks kind of tired while carrying both his furball Arthur and his open journal, turning to face the door to 1011. Only to spot the severe lack of a nameplate. He glances to make sure his journal's open and dictates while looking back at the door.]

... uhm...

What happened to my room? My nameplate's gone.

[ooc: so uh. no one helped me like I asked. so Gino's stumbled across his dilemma on his own. :|  Open journal, or open in person if you happen to be on the tenth floor.]