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[ Welp, this was certainly turning out to be a fantastic New Year. Dave wasn't particularly sure if John was ever going to talk to him again, at the even more fantastic rate they were going so far, he had started feeling pretty miserable partway through their stay in Kyoto-- which had developed quite rapidly, much to his chagrin-- and now all of his powers from Sburb were gone. Hell, any abnormal thing about him was completely gone, right down to the red of his eyes.

Which was kind of okay, actually. Everything else, not so much. As temperamental as the Manor's timeline was, he missed being able to travel through it. He also found himself missing the constant tick, tock that had followed him around ever since he'd entered the game. It was just too damn quiet now without it.

Not that he could really focus on it with how muggy he felt. His sinuses were killing him and he had dizzy spells any time he tried to move too fast. Admittedly, he realized he was making it worse by carrying on like he wasn't sick, but it was the only way he knew how to deal with it. Even as he bumped into things and lacked his usual grace (which lead to him leaving his aviators in his room, for fear of breaking them in a place where he couldn't replace them or captchalog them in a sylladex), he traversed the halls.

At that moment, he was making his way back from the kitchen, a newly pilfered jug of apple juice on hand and his normalfied, ruddy brown eyes half-shut as he sniffled a bit. This sucked. ]

oftime

[ Unaware that it's one of the last nights in New York, Dave can be found around the city throughout most of the day. He's doing some more Christmas shopping, bundled up against the cold because he is most assuredly a desert wuss and is only out because he wants to find some more things for his friends. Really, he's thankful that he didn't get a sparkly note from the Author giving him a Secret Santa, because like hell he'd know what to get them.

So he's drifting from store to store, ambling around amongst all the decorations, Christmas lights reflected off his aviators as he goes along. Occasionally he'll stop, peering into a window, or pulling his camera out to snap a picture if something strikes him. ]

decadetooearly.livejournal.com

[It's the resident shrunken detective! After getting over the confusion of getting transported to what seemed to be the New York, Shinichi has been walking around the entire time, alternating between exploring and finding Christmas gifts for a few people. He doesn't even know why he has to find a gift for someone he doesn't even know, but he figures it's not the girl's fault, and he might as well buy something for her while he's at it.]

Excuse me, does anyone know who "Rapunzel" is?

thewriter

[When Castle wakes up he's immediately aware that the sheets on the bed are a bit more luxurious than he's grown used to. Not to say that his sheets aren't nice, these are just...strangely more crisp, and the blanket is much more cozy. He does recognize the room, but it's not his room at the Manor, he sits up and glances around. Its one of many hotel rooms he's spent time in over the years back home.

HOME! That's all that registers. They're home! Immediately, he grabs his Blackberry and calls Beckett.]

( [Cut for private call to Beckett] )

[/end Private]

[He's up wandering around his room as he dresses and talks to Beckett, finally he grabs his coat, his scarf. He spots the cutely decorated note card sitting on the dresser next to his coat, but pays it no mind in his hurry to get out of the building.

Not that it matters much anyway the name Alessa means next to nothing to him. He pulls open his door, and steps out into the hall at this point his impatience is clear.]

Come on! You are taking too long.. I don't know how much time we have.

[This would be Richard Castle, complete disregard for anyone else who might be sleeping. He stuffs his hands in his pockets to suppress the urge to knock obnoxiously on her door, and is surprised to find the note card is now in his pocket. Castle's eyes narrow a bit, if that isn't the first clue that they aren't home, he's not sure what is.

Never mind, he doesn't have time to worry about the little things, his immediate thought is that the 'magic' will only effect them as long as they're in the building, he needs to get Beckett and they need to get out of here.

Castle whistles Frosty the Snowman quietly to himself while he paces back and forth in the hallway outside of Beckett's and his doors.]

Current Mood: anxious
Current Location: Hallway between his and Beckett's rooms

augured.livejournal.com

Upon first inspection, I anticipated this to possibly be the result of a whimsical fantasy in the form of a lucid dream, however I do fancy myself a touch more creative, albeit realistic, when it comes to dreaming. Also considering the fact I had not been asleep, but rather with a comrade of mine, that option is quite void at this point.

I had also considered the fact that it's quite possible this is the new world to which we were meant to arrive in. That, too, was ruled out by the fact that arriving already would be quite improbable, as we have not yet congregated together in order to make one movement to a new universe. It also stands to reason that if we had, all of my acquaintances would be in the immediate vicinity.

With both of those options being negated, I has also given thought to the possibility that this was some sort of inter-dimensional kidnapping. For which I might commend the person taking charge of this, except that they would have chosen a rather inopportune time to conduct a plan as exiguous as this. Although I realize that's a rather foolish hypothesis to have, given the circumstances surrounding our current situation.

Reason still stands that I would like a concise explanation as to my current location, why I am currently in my bedroom from a planet that is inexplicably destroyed, and who I speak to about returning to my last known location and time. The latter is infinitely more important than the former.

I would call my acquaintances by name, but I imagine the enticement of lavender text will be enough of an indication of my presence. And, should they be here, I assume they will attempt to contact me.

( plain text translation )

( OOC | if you would prefer rose not use her text, please let me know in your comment header! )

babynightshade.livejournal.com

[It's been a while since Toothless has played and her sleep didn't seem to bother her in the least that so much time had passed. The sight of the snow causes the young black dragon to dart out and try to catch the small flakes with her tongue. She remembers snow. Snow is cold but fun to play in.

After a few minutes of chasing flakes it was time to rest and the first place she went to was the front door of the Manor. Good luck in getting passed the lazy dragon.]

lovestartsat0.livejournal.com

[It was hard to miss the talk over the network about the recent snowfall. Of course, waking up to that gentle silence that snow brought with it was enough indication that the landscape of the mansion had changed to a more seasonally-appropriate outlook.]

[Ran couldn't help but be a little excited. Tokyo rarely got snow, unless it was having an unseasonably cold year. Typically she would have to travel a little up north and west-to Osaka, for example-in order to enjoy any type of snow-related recreation.]

[But there was snow! A rare occurrence that Ran wasn't about to take for granted. She snuck into the kitchen once it was empty. She needed to spend some time to better acquaint herself with the layout, and see just how well the pantry was stocked.]

[...she had to admit, she was impressed! All the ingredients she needed were available to her in perfect view, along with several ingredients she wasn't all that familiar with. This had potential!]

Well then, it's not getting any warmer outside...! [Ran rolled up her sleeves and set to work by the stove. She had solid bars of milk chocolate, a gallon of milk, some cinnamon sticks, and a bag of marshmallows ready and waiting.]

This will be loads better than any instant mix! [Ran smiled as she stirred the milk to keep it from burning on the bottom of the bot.] This'll be a nice treat for everyone~!

carefreevictory.livejournal.com

[Well this was certainly odd. Jade didn't exactly know what to expect when she went crashing through the fourth wall but this definitely wasn't it. Wow, being a dog sure was neat, though. It was like she was Bec now! Only ...without the crazy Devilbeast powers, as Dave called it. Also disregarding the fact that she kind of already was Bec before. Wow, this got confusing fast.]

[wandering curoiusly through the halls is another Growlithe but seriously on the shaggy side and stopping other pokemon to sniff at or ask a question. Arf c:]

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Entries tagged with comment: john egbert

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Its beginning to look a lot like Christmas || Chapter 2 || [Action]

first ☀ text;

︸14th Flight︸ Snow Angels [Action]

[Action] Making Hot Cocoa For Those Playing Outside~

One Frog | Action