oh noooo
you have got to be kidding me!!!
how the heck did i end up here again??
argh!!
wait
john???
i remember how this place works so youre still here right?
rose too???
oh jeez i really cant believe this!!

[Kermit is sitting in the lobby on top of one of the couches, gazing wistfully out the window] Gosh, it sure is pretty out there. All that snow, like something out of an old painting or a Christmas card. I wish I could go out in it and see everything, but ... well ... I'm kind of stuck inside until it warms up. The perils of being cold-blooded ( Read more... )

( John Egbert )

[being back in the castle is strange. She's been taking a few days to herself to get used to it again. It's hard, especially when her memories of life in Paris are still in her mind. But now she's ready to explore the rest of the castle]

I never thought I would be back here. And Hilshire isn't with me again.

[backdated to earlier today before Hard Harry's broadcast]

Hey...has anyone happen to get their stuff stolen by a large purple lizard thing?

[a very loud, high-pitched, sustained beep sounds over the journals, in lieu of the usual music]

This is NOT a test of the Emergency Broadcast System, we've got a problem on our hands. In case anyone hasn't noticed, THERE IS A FUCKING DRAGON OUTSIDE WRECKING SHIT. I'm broadcasting from the Doc's TARDIS, and if you can't get there, get to the ( Read more... )

[So... he was back to being Conan again. And Ran was upset.  She tried to hide it, but he could always tell.

She'd been crying again.  Over that stupid detective who could never stay with her long enough.

He'd never wanted to hurt her, but it seemed like it was all he could ever do.

Conan sits and broods in his room, until he can't stand it any more ( Read more... )

[Typical with free vacations from the castle, Spike has been more or less out of commission since Paris and that whole incident. Cuts and bruises are already well on their way to healing, but for some valid reasons, he hasn't felt like going out. Maybe it wouldn't have been as bad if he hadn't spent most of his time stubbornly avoiding the clinic, ( Read more... )

( private )

[ Dictated; after the sounds of things crashing and breaking are done with... ]

Wh-what's going on?! Timon?! Pumbaa! Where are you guys?

[ There are even more sounds now, little paws scrambling about, things being knocked over, claws scratching at the walls, windows, and door. ]This isn't funny, you guys! Where did you put me? Let me out of here ( Read more... )