The Doorway: a panfandom game

All right. I'm going to say this one more time in case any of you missed it.

My old man was a demon. Inu taiyoukai. You got a problem with that? You can take it up with me. Unless he shows up here. Then you can take it up with him. It'll be one hell of a show either way.

[ooc: This is Inuyasha's very belated response to this. Please, please, please don't use this as carte blanche for characters to attack him verbally, although I do expect some hostility from characters who have reason to be hostile to demons. Inuyasha is, by force of experience, very mistrustful of people, and he tends to be abrasive and defensive as there is extreme prejudice in his world against half-demons to the point of people actively seeking to murder them and their parents.]

I never thought I would say it, but it was nice to have a quiet evening on the first of April. No demons prowling. No vampires pranking werewolves. No werewolves pranking vampires. No fae leading stupid mundanes down roads filled with empty promises.

Still boring, but I guess I should say thank you for the vacation.

What is the accepted behavior after mating for humans? I am curious.

Also, how would one go about contacting their author? Or at the very least prevent something from being published?

I wish I had the money and time to fly to Japan right now. The Cherry Blossoms are out and I wish to see them back 'home'. I mean, aren't they simply gorgeous?

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You know what the problem with the future is? It's boring. You don't have anything to do except make money, watch the magic box TV, and eat. Where are the bad guys that need a beatdown? You know, evil spirits, demons gone wrong, power hungry daimyo? I'm going crazy here.

I very much enjoyed a round of Wheelchair Basketball the other day and it reminded me that in my zeal to get myself acclimated - and perhaps also to see if there is a way to persuade the Tesseract to send me back to my own reality naturally - I have been avoiding physical activity. This can only happen to my detriment.

I visited the basement this morning myself, but I was curious if there was anyone about who knew fencing? I should very much enjoy taking that up again.

( Filtered Private: Captain's Log )

I have had a great deal of time for thought lately, and my mind always ventures back to those times when I made my most difficult decisions, and when I gave my hardest counsel. Aikanáro's decision not to wed Andreth was, of course, his own. I would never have forbid the union, no matter how little I disagreed with it. I was his brother, not his father, nor hers. But despite the sadness it caused both of them, I do not think I would have counseled either of them differently. Their pain would have been intensely worse had a marriage between them been allowed.

It was a time of war, even if we had been in a Watchful peace for some time, and our kind does not marry in times of war. With Aikanáro being the warrior that he was, this was even more crucial.

Secondly, though I do not doubt their love, I truly believe that marriages between the Eldar and the human race must be only allowed for reasons of the Highest Doom. They are not something to be entered into lightly, or without great thought.

Thirdly, Aikanáro's pain would certainly have been worse when she ultimately died after so short a time had he allowed himself to love her from anything other than afar.

It was difficult counsel, but I do not regret it.

I want to thank all of you who have come to Timeless Tea at some point. You're making this a lovely experience for me! And I was glad to whip up some White Day treats yesterday. I'm so blessed to have good friends here who made the day perfect.

I long for the solitude of the Gates, though, time to time. I fear that the city is terribly busy and sometimes I miss my moments of quiet. But then I return to Timeless and find myself in a serene environment. I love it and am glad it's mine.

Thank you, again. For making things possible. For making this life easier when it could have been miserable.

Without knowing what the ingredients actually are, I have no way of cooking anything edible. This might not entirely be unlike Crichton trying to feed us space rodent.

People need to stop using the word mortal and mortals. It rubs me the wrong way -- especially because it keeps being used in a dismissive, annoying, insulting way.

Anyone got any idea how much you make builing things around here? I'm getting sick of this stupid money thing, so I figure the best way to get around it is to have enough money that I don't have to worry about it. Not like I can go fishing around here to feed myself. The river stinks. I sure as hell don't want to eat anything that came out of it.

As my cousin stated yesterday, spring is at last in the air. And it disturbs me to see so many people worrying about their deaths and dying at such a time. I understand that for Men, Death is often a preoccupation in its speed and inevitability, but I should think that at such a time as this, time could be better spent in the making of life.

I suppose that human children are made and grown in the same way as elven children, and are as precious to their parents. Are there those of you here who are planning to have children soon? Or is this something you try to prevent as much as possible?

I know my people do not have children in times of war or strife - is this true for Men as well? I fear that if they did this, with the shortness of their lives, there would be no men left at all.

Friends! The Displaced, the dispossessed and refugees all. I beg your attention for one moment that I might share an idea.

We have come from all different walks in life, alternate worlds, and in that way are we unfamiliar with each other beyond brief scatterings of knowledge found in printed, published or other media. And so I would like to take a moment to suggest an idea to change that.

My cousin and I propose an event for our Springtime season to promote knowledge, understanding and acceptance of our cultures and our worlds. I would like to design an international festival for all of us here so that we might come together in one place and show each other the pieces of our world that we the people feel represent us.

Have you any objects, items, lore on your person, in your rooms, or in your minds that you would share with us on one day then I bid you, join me and my cousin in planning this. I We would dearly love to learn of you. And I we should dearly love to share my our world with you as well.

It would be good, I think, to span universes and expand our knowledge of each other.

We welcome all! Large, small, old, and new.. to friendship and peace.

Got waylaid by a girl who recognized me. She started blabbering about this movie called Swords of an Honorable Ruler. Said I should watch it. Said it was about my parents. Said it was "romantic".

Shit. I mean ... shit. Sesshoumaru's always going on about how our old man died because of me and my mother, but I never really ... I mean, no one told me. They said Ryoukotsusei killed him. Kaasan never said he died the night I was born. She never said he was already dying and came to rescue her anyway. That he had to fight his way through a whole damn castle to get to us. That he named me right before he told her to run and the building caved in.

Not sure if I hate this place now or not.

For the last time, I'm not here for the dog show, and I sure as hell am not going to sit on command! Stop asking me if I'm a damn Samyed or whatever the hell it is or some mutt from Akita! Stop asking me about my brother! I don't even know what a Cocker Spaniel is, and I don't want to know, unless it's an insult to his royal pain-in-my-ass that he looks like one!

[ooc: For reference, Inuyasha's creator has labeled him as an Akita. I think it fits. :D]

I have been here but a week now, and this place is still very foreign to me, partly because I have not yet been able to leave the hospital. My dear friends and kin who share this exile with me have been good to me, and spoiled me as best they are able, but I am very curious as to what exists outside the walls of this building.

I hear that it is mostly Men who live here; that in this world the elves have faded and are known only in stories and legends. I have read the stories...do the Kings of Númenor, the descendents of Elros Tar-Minyatur - my kin - still rule the kingdoms of Men?

The world, I am certain, has changed. I wonder if there is anything I will still recognize in it.

For the last time, no! You can't touch my damn ears! What is with people in this era and ears?! It's not like I even my normal ones, which, by the way, are a hell of a lot better than these. You know what I hate about human ears? Besides that they don't hear anything, because at least that part I get to skip for some reason right now. They don't move! How the hell am I supposed to get the most out of ears that don't move? No wonder you people miss half the stuff going on around you! Can't smell, can't taste, can't hear, can't feel or smell anything worth a damn. Most of you can't even feel someone else's energy unless they zap you with it. I'm not even sure it's because you're human as much as because you just can't be bothered to pay attention.

So the fuzzball is back home. Belongs to some weird old lady. No idea how he couldn't smell his way back. I almost chocked to death on her perfume.

Now I'm watching this dog show thing on the magic box TV. Who the hell tries to make a dog look like a monkey?

Figures. Dogs in the future don't know a damn thing about taking care of themselves.



Looks like my brother, only crazier and a whole lot stupider. And yappy. Kind of wish I had human hearing to go with the human ears right now.

Why didn't Kagome tell me about ninja food "value packs"?! I'm eating these all day tomorrow! I'm eating these every day!

[ooc: Ninja food = prepackaged foods that are ready quickly and keep a long time in the package, like potato chips and instant ramen.]