third chapter; [dictated]

[ There's really no easy way to ask this, is there? ]

So, uh...

Where is everypony?

I mean, it looks like nopony's even using these journals any more. What's the point in an amazing, magical journal if nopony uses it?

[ Also, she might just be complaining because she can read the journal, but not books. THIS JOURNAL IS NOW HER NEW FAVORITE PASSTIME. SO SOMEPONY USE IT ALREADY! ]
and around [ it was in for ]

twelfth examination [ dictated / written ]

For those that many not know me my name is Helen Magnus, I'm one of the doctors at the clinic. Although there should always be someone in the clinic, in cases where there isn't - or if there is a problem that makes that situation impossible, I though it prudent to list those that staff the clinic so that you would know who to ask for.

[ And she writes the list: ]
Helen Magnus: xenobiology, teratology, cryptozoology, human medicine
Gregory House: diagnostic medicine, nephrology, infectious diseases
James Watson: xenobiology, teratrology, cryptozoology, human medicine
Tear Grants: first aid, healing
Anders: healing
Yamanaka Ino: surgery
Hesam: paramedic
Duke Pantarei: battlefield medicine (animals & non-humans)
Robert Chase: diagnostic medicine, cardiology, surgery
Rory Williams: nursing
John Watson: surgery, general (human) medicine
Carson Beckett: surgery, general (human) medicine, experimental medicine, genetics
Peter Petrelli: paramedic
Allen Walker: first aid
If you do happen to have any problems with the clinic [ Or its staff. House, she's keeping an eye on you ] please don't hesitate to bring them up.

Thank you.

[ James Watson ]
Are you busy?

[ ooc; backdated to yesterday. if you don't want your character in the list let me know & I'll take it out. I got it from this list ]
  • ar0se

♈ Aradia: For real this time.

[Yuan and the Peace Patrol]

Hello, and I will get right to the point: I would like to know what's become of the prisoners who were inadvertently freed while we were in Paris. Did they reappear imprisoned in the Dead Zone, or are they still free?

If so, then it goes without saying that we will need to mount some sort of re-arresting effort. I would be willing to help recapture any of them except Legato, who would probably just kill me again.


If it's all right with you, I'd like to resume my training as soon as possible. I was working with Altaïr before, but as you are his descendant and equally heavily armed I think it's safe to guess that you are at least almost as awesome. In any case I've been letting it go for way too long and I'll need to be in fit fighting shape if I want to do any substantial work in the Dead Zone. What do you say?
P.S. I might bring my moirail along too if that's ok.


Hey. Do you want to come with me to practice? You don't have to join in if you don't want, but I think you'd probably like it.

Welcome to the 1st Annual Hunger Games

[Peeta sinks his knife into Brutus' chest again. He was sitting next to the body, driving the knife in over and over. He closes his eyes for a moment, sickened by the act. When he opens his eyes, he lets out a gasp. Had the arena changed? Was this even Panem? Brutus' body is gone, but Peeta still holds the bloody knife.]


[Peeta crawls backward desperately until his back hits a tree. He lets out a yelp, then holds his knife up threateningly at whatever or whomever might show up.]


[ooc: Open in person or over the journals! Just expect him to be a bit hysterical.

Also, some things you may notice about Peeta: he has an artificial leg, his skin is kind of a gray-green because of the ointment he used for blisters, he's a bit weak, there may be remnants of a flower drawn on his cheek with blood, and his hands and knife are covered in blood. Headcanoned that Finnick gave him a knife since Beetee took his asfdsafdagkjdk

♅ first

[When the decidedly authoritative voice rings out over the journal, it’s clear that the woman who possesses it isn’t messing around.]

Greetings, citizenry of this castle. As your new Mistress, I will require all women of buxom figure to report to the lobby. We’ll need to do fittings for your uniforms. Fit men will also require uniforms. Please wash your cocks appropriately before presenting yourselves.

All others, your tributes are due to me in exactly one week. And do try to ensure that they’re not complete shit!

Also, if anyone would like to learn magic, I’ll be looking for a new Apprentice, as mine is nowhere to be found.

[Mistress, mostly naked as usual, will be busy wishing up a massive throne and harassing everyone in the lobby.]

[ OOC: Please please use this permissions post! I really don't want to offend or upset anyone, or cross any lines I shouldn't! But I can only know if you tell me what's okay and what's not! Thank you! ]
  • noble5

Mission 001 [Dictated]

[There's a clunking sound over the journals, one attributed to someone wearing some heavy-duty armour picking themselves up from the ground.

This time, it belongs to one Chief Warrant Officer Jorge-052, waking up in his room in the castle...

And wondering how the hell he got there.]

... Ugh. Where the hell am I?

[A pause, and then the following filters out]

This is Noble Five, calling on all UNSC frequencies. Requesting pickup. Current location... [He looks around] Unknown. Looks to be... [Another pause] Some sort of fancy hotel room. Repeat, requesting pickup, over.

[His journal is open nearby, and any UNSC personnel who happen to have their radios on will hear the transmission.]

((OOC: Open to all. Be ready to have one confused Supersoldier.))

Fifteenth Spell

[Hermione is sitting outside doing a star chart. She seems to be very into her work when a cat waddles up to her. It has a present for her!]

Oh! Crookshanks! What's that in your mouth, hm? ... It's a S.P.E.W badge! Wherever did you get that?

[she laughs and cradles the badge in her hand. It's been a long time since she's seen it, and it brings back good memories]