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Dec. 1st, 2014


001 ⚜ video

Good morning.

[well, THIS is a rare sight. in all the many months he's been here, Athos has actually never made a post. not his style, as much as replying to others'. but given the business-like tone, stiff posture, and noticeable attempt to look less sloppy with his uniform, he clearly has a good reason.]

The arrival of someone new is not usually noteworthy in this world, but I must make something perfectly clear about the latest person to find themselves here in Kiseki. While it's customary here to treat the residents of noble or regal bearing with familiarity and casual manner, I must stress that that cannot be the case.

Queen Anne of Austria is the current queen of France, the queen consort of His Majesty Louis XIII. The King's Musketeers are an elite regiment of soldiers dedicated to their personal protection, and the interests of preserving the peace of our nation. This includes Porthos, Aramis, and myself. As such, we would prefer you remember her station and importance when addressing her. Her health is also in a delicate state, so we would also ask that you help to provide whatever comforts she may need.

[talking so much is WEIRD.]

This is a request, not a warning or threat. Though, should any of us hear of any impropriety or disrespect towards Her Majesty, it's doubtful that that will be allowed to continue.

[it might be funny if there was any hint of amusement but nah he cold]

Thank you for your consideration.

[he looks awkward again, and almost like he's about to turn off the journal, when he looks EVEN MORE uncomfortable and adds, as an afterthought:]

I will be teaching classic literature at the school soon. I hope you'll attend.


Nov. 30th, 2014


007 ⚜ Action/Video

[Those who know Porthos well - loud and usually around throughout the day, doing homework or messing around in the park - might notice that he's suddenly just not around at all. Which is entirely unlike him, even when he mysteriously disappears for a while with Aramis. So, where is he? The answer becomes clear for anyone who might visit the garden island or look at their journals to watch the recording there, in which Porthos is clearly not on the main island at all.]

[Because oh look there's Porthos now, stumbling out of the maze in the center of the garden island - looking shaken, distracted, and bleeding from a cut on his forehead. There are other cuts and bruises all over him, it seems, as his shirt is being bled through in certain spots.]

[He's successfully completed the maze's contest/goal, and as a result, he's been given a prize! .............. A basket of bran muffins. Porthos moves to the basket, picking it up and frowning down at it.]

[And then he tosses it down turning away and moving back towards the maze's entrance. If he beat it once, he can beat it again, right? If only so it'll just... distract him. He doesn't want to be able to think. He doesn't want to do anything at all.]

[He wipes at his face - clearly just his forehead to rid himself of the blood, and he's definitely not wiping at his eyes, don't be ridiculous why would he be wiping at his eyes.]

[Of course he then takes note of his journal recording and fumbles with it with a low curse, trying to get the recording to stop, trying to get it to delete the recording already there because there's at least one person in particular he doesn't want seeing this.]

[But then a thought occurs to him and he laughs, completely without mirth. And just stops. Don't be ridiculous. He won't even see this. And so he just tosses the journal away, instead, and it skids towards the discarded basket.]

[He rolls his shoulder, flinching once, and then draws his sword again and walks into the maze, leaving his journal behind.]

[ooc: Of course, the journal will magically find its way back to him for anyone wanting to respond via journal. Action tags are welcome - and of course feel free to catch him when he's eventually making his way back towards the main island. Also this post is a bit closed off, but feel free to use it to your heart's content - no interaction with Porthos necessary]

Nov. 29th, 2014


[written | open to action]

Good people,

I can only hope to appeal to the better nature of those that may somehow read these words beyond where I write them, for I am in need of answers. To many questions, truth be told.

Though kind, the young women that greeted me would not extend what I needed, and I turned to this journal instead. It was the only suggestion they could give, so it would appear that this is my only resource in a strange land. I am not entirely certain yet that this isn’t simply a dream I will wake from before long.

Even so, I cannot simply stay still without action so long as everything seems very much a reality.

I ask for your guidance if you would give it.

You have my thanks.

[Anne signs her name simply but with the usual formalities of her status; no matter where she may be, a queen must carry herself as such, after all.]

Nov. 23rd, 2014


001 ❀ Action | open to all

[Today, perhaps you're traveling from the main island to check out one of the outer islands - there's one island in particular, the wings island, is suddenly seeming more inviting than usual. Perhaps you feel a strange urge to visit the island with the wings, to walk along the sand, to stand at the reservoir and stare down into the water.

It's one of those weeks in which the outer islands have moved close enough to join the main island, so it's a simple enough walk - no trains required today - and if you stand near enough and just let the wind brush through your hair, you might feel the slightest kiss of sand traveling across the two islands, inviting you closer.

And as you get closer to that island, closer to those ruins, you might start to feel the effects of that island, as well - thinking of your family, of your friends, of all those who are precious and important to you... and suddenly, that bond you share feels like the only thing you can think of.

And in response to a recent arrival, it seems there are sakura petals falling everywhere you look. Not a lot, just enough to spark that memory - of someone familiar, of someone important, perhaps... or perhaps no one at all.

CW: brief description of water )

[[ooc: please feel free to use this as a mingle - Sakura's actual intro will be the first comment to this entry, should you wish to interact with her specifically.]]

Nov. 15th, 2014


[There is a video recording of the town before it swivels around and Sherlock's face appears. He doesn't look entirely vexed or surprised, but his mouth is maybe a little tight.]

I suppose it was only a matter of time before I found myself once more abducted into this world. By my count it's been eight months, however I'll wager it's been less than that according to the time flow here.

To the point, then. I am Sherlock Holmes, consulting detective and mentor of young minds, specifically on the subject of biological sciences. If we are already acquainted and you are still trapped here, I wish our reunion was under much different circumstances. If you are newly arrived in this place and are yet unfamiliar with it's antics, my sympathies. You'll learn soon enough why.

I'll waste no more of anyone's time. This is a simple announcement to all students that my class will be resuming starting tomorrow. Disregard previous assignments, and come prepared with your books as we shall be starting our next lesson on the Chelydra serpentina. Better known as the common snapping turtle . For non-achidemic purposes, should you have need of me I shall be at this- [turns the journal around so it records the library before focusing around back to his face] -location for the next hour or two. I am open to conversing so long as the topic isn't dull, and your company stimulating as opposed to irritating.

[Stares at the journal, then nods before the recording ends.]

Nov. 12th, 2014


002 ☯ Written

Filtered to Asami; unhackable )

[She's concentrated enough to make this next part completely anonymous: there's no pictures, no way to identify her through the writing. It's all filtered away.]

What do you do if you're seeing things that aren't actually there? If you can't sleep, if you keep getting nightmares, if you keep remembering all the stupid things from the past? [The island she's camping out on isn't helping that, but she doesn't know that.]

Is there a magical solution?

[Bending isn't doing any good, nothing at home was doing any good, going to the Tree of Time did nothing. She knows she has to figure it out on her own, but, maybe there's a solution that she can find here...?]

How do you know you're not just going crazy?

[All replies, except to Asami, will be filtered like the entry - there won't be a way to identify it as Korra unless she identifies herself personally (castmates past her canonpoint can feel free to guess it's her, if they have the ability to do so)]

Nov. 8th, 2014


action || open to everyone

[Early in the morning today, in a solitary corner of the river, there's Aramis hanging out by its edge and back to his usual age. He's hunched over, wearing just his usual puffy shirt and underwear so he can dip his feet into the cold water, his boots and other clothes piled up next to him.

He's busying himself with tossing pebbles into the water occasionally, brooding and quiet and rather different from his usual cheerful, silly demeanor. But of course, with a large emotional wound being re-opened - and that's what sticks out to him the most, more than the strangeness of it all, the shift in memories, remembering a time when his aim was still shaky, a time when he wasn't even certain of wanting to be a soldier at all - he wouldn't exactly be skipping happily around.]

Nov. 4th, 2014


100 ❀ Video/Action

[Anyone passing by the candy shop today or glancing at their journal will see Himawari outside the candy shop's front door, holding a little tray of little baskets, all full of little candy-coated chocolates, and sparkling at anyone who may be passing by]

Free samples! Today only - try our new recipes and flavors!

[Over the past seven years, this day has usually been one for melancholy or thoughtfulness, considering it marks another year in Kiseki, but this year, Himawari is determined to face it with more cheerfulness and happiness than previous years. Dare she even think maybe with a kind of hopefulness? Regardless, her good mood doesn't seem faked for once.]

Free samples for everyone today to mark the candy shop's anniversary! [It's not the exact day for the shop, of course, but she's long since forgotten the day she got the job here - or the day she inherited the shop from Kakei and Saiga. So today works as well as any]

The candy shop has been around for almost seven years now, so I just wanted to do my part to thank everyone for your continued support and business over the years - to both old and new customers. Thank you very much! Shizuka-kun, Lancelot-san, and I are all incredibly thankful!

And if you like the candies, please consider returning and buying all our different lines of candy!

[Of course, anyone who actually does take the candy samples from her will find themselves, a short time later, undergoing some strange side-effects, ones that no one might necessarily expect, least of all Himawari. Suddenly, her good mood (and lack of good luck) seems to be spreading to others around - and everyone's suddenly just a little bit lovestruck.]

[The effects of the candy will last for as long as half of an hour, or shorter. Your character will eat the candy and then fall in "love" with whoever they happen to see first upon eating that candy. For more information about the original event, go here. The candies being offered will be listed in the cut below.]

ooc: candy colors & their type of love )

Nov. 3rd, 2014


I ☾ Arrival [open]

[At first, there's no picture, but the sound of fumbling around with the journal. Only the content sound of humming can be heard other than the usual ambient noises, as well. Eventually the image of a floor shows up. A wonderful first impression to everyone who's happened to look at their journal to see who's broadcasting this garbage.]

Oh, wait! It's a camera...?

[Now, instead of a floor, the image broadcasted is an upside down view of a twin tailed blonde haired girl. She blinks twice. Slowly but surely the image rotates around 180 degrees, eventually displaying the once upside down image right side up again.]

Ehehe, there we go. Hi! [A wave, and perhaps just a hint of a sheepish air.] I'm Usagi Tsukino from Tokyo! There's got to be others from Tokyo right? [a bright smile filters onto her face.] I guess this is an introduction! I heard that there are a lot of people here who--

[Her stomach makes itself known suddenly, grumbling in discontent. Apparently, she's a lot hungrier than she realized. Usagi blushes.] Who...[Who is she kidding. Defeated, she gives into her stomach and changes her question with a sagging of her shoulders.] ...might know where I could get something to eat. [Stomach feeding first, then heroics.]

I was also kind of hoping maybe someone else I knew was here too, so I wasn't here all alone... [That would make things worse, to be honest.] Or maybe, if not that, someone who could show me around? If we're all trying to get home, maybe I can help too once I know my way around! [another grumble and Usagi is reduced to a whine.]

Something smells SO good... Waaaah why is this place so big and confusing?! I just want to find my friends and get something to eat....[Completely derailed. So much for the mature first introduction...]

((ooc: if anyone would rather come across her in person just indicate such in a comment and we can go from there!))

Oct. 31st, 2014


[Halloween | Open log!]

[Look at that calendar, dear Kiseki residents! Do you see what day is today? Do you?


It's Harry Dresden's birthday! Yay!

It's such an important date that the land itself decided to throw a themed party for him, in which he's trapped and unable to leave before midnight. Therefore, starting at around 10 am, a big section of the park starts resembling Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!

That'd be the wrong wizard named Harry but who cares as long as the food is good, right?

We have, among other things, a Quidditch field with brooms that don't fly - unless except MAYBE if you ask an actual wizard to enchant them -, a TARDIS-sized Shrieking Shack, and a replica of the Great Hall where there are tables with lots of food and cake and more cake and the ceiling is just like the sky… No, wait. That is the actual sky.

Oh, oh. I guess it's Halloween too. Thus, some of the characters who wander inside the party zone may have their clothes changed to the Hogwarts house they'd be in if they were students. Even if they have never heard of anything Potter.]

((OOC: Everyone is welcome to the party! And welcome to mingle, of course =) You can give your good wishes to the birthday boy in his thread here))

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