[ tweeting sounds go here. that's right, joan got her canary from back home except she's pretty sure that thing should be dead after two years but here it is ]

...you. [ sighs ] What am I supposed to do with you?

[ now one of the ghosts is zipping her up which is... nice but extremely creepy at the same time ]

I don't need that. [ it's trying to do her make-up :| what the heck ] No-- let go of me. [ her tone has a little edge here ]

...what on God's green Earth-- in another universe-- are you doing?

[Now that we have all that lovely snow filled with glowing orbs winter has officially become much more tolerable; there's plenty of light for Yaya to thrive in, and she's outside to enjoy every moment of it this nice crisp morning as she hangs out in the gardens~]

Even with overcast it's still so bright...


[[ooc; open post is open B) so come bother the darling little thing]]

[There's Queen playing in the background as the journal opens to the sounds of an apparent arguement]

...can polish that myself! Back off! [Here's the sound of something getting smashed] I said BACK OFF, DAMNIT! ...No don't replace the damn thing! Get lost!

[A pause, then a sigh as he notices the journal open.]

...What the hell is with the ghosts?

Sorry for anyone waiting on tags from me. I've been trying to make sure I get to them all, but if I've neglected a scene with you then please poke me because I am trying to work on my shitty back-tagging skills. I probably won't be around very much, if at all, until this weekend though. I've been putting off a paper for a few weeks, and have a final to take on Friday. After that it should be smooth sailing again. ♥

I JUST got home from the airport from picking my parents up from their trip to Germany. Missed connections, lost cameras, airline fail and on and on. So, Willow's auction was supposed to end 45 minutes ago. I am going to push that to Wed at 11pm like Reinette's so that I am actually present and participating. SO sorry to fail. :(

The ghosts are getting sort of obnoxious, aren't they? I keep getting mugs of hot chocolate almost before I even decide I want some.

[there's annoyed mechanical beep-booping in the background; to Hallin's amazement, she received Bao-dur's droid remote from the castle, and it's taking umbrage at the fact that the ghosts won't let it do anything useful]

[Lucy's sitting at her window, watching the blue lights dance about outside]

The lights are quite pretty. [written almost offhandedly] I wonder if they grant wishes.

I would like my husband to come home.

[the present she received was her favorite red silk dress from home, rolled into a ball so as to fit in the advent calendar's box--not the one she will one day wear on the Valiant, but similar. It's currently laid out on the bed]

Aw, thanks, castle.

[the castle gave him a framed version of the picture he took with his bio kids don't ask, I still can't believe the writers went there and he's admiring it happily]

[ there's loud noises coming from room 910, in which vincent is kind of having a fit. because the ghosts keep cleaning up his dolls AND HE DOES NOT LIKE THAT. >:| ]

... Stop it. [ crash ] I don't like it that way. [ and he cuts up a curtain, which they go ahead and repair for him lovingly ] Ah, I have my own servant. I don't need your assitance. [ more crashing ]

[ and then they try to tug him toward the bathroom because he seems agitated and maybe a nice warm bath would fix that up. ] Ha...

[ quiet laughs ] That is really irritating. I can't get anything done at all.
[ and so he's leaving. ]


[ooc: open for anything! he's on the 9th floor going down to the bottom via the stairs so you're welcome to run into him anywhere o/ he left his journal behind though ]

( Alice Cullen )

[every time he moves, there's a jingle, and every time he finds a bell and rips it off of him, there's another jingle]

This? Is not helpful!

[have Chuck, wandering around the castle, with bells sewn into his clothing courtesy of the "helpful" ghosts]


[ooc: Open for kisses, planned or not. Oh, and Chuck is about 32-36? years old just to put that out there.]

[Tex has apparently decided to turn her ghost-based frustration towards something slightly more solid. She can be found outside putting the finishing touches on a snowman-including an x marked between its shiny coal eyes. After patting a little more snow on it, she stands back, sizing up her work, and begins looking down at the ground.

And then digging at the ground, grumbling at the sheer amount of snow she's having to go through. After a moment, she pauses and pulls out her journal.]

Anybody who's interested in some snowman target practice or a kinda dangerous trick with snowballs, come help me look for rocks. There's gotta be some around here.

It's me... With no misleading opening sentence this time...

Due to a frightening number of technical difficulties lately, tomorrow I'm taking my laptop and demanding it be replaced with one that actually works! Depending on how well my Jedi mind trick works out, this may cause me to mysteriously disappear for anywhere from a day (PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE) to a couple of weeks.

If it's closer to the latter, then Zelman and Nill will be gone for a while and I'll catch up on everything when I get my computer back and/or am able to nick someone else's computer for a while! I'll try to get Nill's kissing post up tonight for those of you who wanted to land a smooch on the resident winged loli. :)

( Private. )

( York. )

[ Claire's bundled up in a nice big warm sweater while sitting in the kitchen, eating a chocolate muffin she warmed up in the microwave. The journal is open--as she's been writing a few things--and the sound of a glass filled with milk being placed against the table is heard before Claire's voice comes over. ]

Oh... thank you. [ A small pause as a ghost brings her a napkin. ] You really don't need to-- [ Whoosh. In a helpful attempt to warm her up, the ghosts have thrown a blanket over her shoulders. ] .. I'm fine, really!

[ OOC: Open. Feel free to make fun of her or use this as a kissy post. ]

Still more auctions going on! A lot of them are ending tonight, or tomorrow night! Emmett has been going around and one caiso upbidding some of you!!

Restake your bid!! Don't let the vampire get all the women! He's married!

UPDATED LIST of all the AUCTIONS -- I am still going through the auction post trying to find closed auctions, to move them up off the list so I can start to update the wiki page.

The post just broke 2000 comments! There are MOSTLY MEN in this castle, where are they all??

All Under 100 Caisos:
Sakura
Rose
Lenalee
Rin
Teresa
Izayoi Sakuya
Erica Hartmann
Colette (might be over)
Claire Bennet (might be over)
Horaki Hikari (might be over)

[dictated; she's in the kitchen trying to drink some coffee with a ghost trying to bring over some sugar]

No- I don't need that-

[But the ghost tries to put some in her coffee anyway! At least until she pulls away her cup] Hey, I said No.

[A frustrated sound before dictating to the journal]

Any idea what's up with the ghosts? They seem awfully overeager to help. It's getting to be a real nuisance.

[OOC: Journal, open post and any planned or unplanned kissing can happen here too~]