[hums, pleasantly] You know, I asked the Castle for a copy of the Farmer's Almanac. They still have it here, did you all know? It says January is the perfect time to start planning your garden. No time like the present, after all.

[flipping pages, idly, still humming] Oh, would you look at this. Apparently, one's garden should be twice as ( Read more... )

[sings quietly]

On the first day of Christmas, the castle gave to me ... [hums the rest, pleasantly... though there's something a little off about it. the man is a creeper, after all. and there's the slightly squeaky sound of wet cloth being rubbed on metal, as though he's polishing something]

So, did anyone else get presents?

Ah! THERE'S the drama. I was wondering when the holiday season would finally get here ( Read more... )

I gotta say, it's been a while since I got to just sit on my ass and watch TV. Rah rah all you hero types, good for you, go save people.

[and there are Dorito crumbs getting all over the journal. someone is being a complete lazyass. and secretly hoping that some shit blows up, because that would just be amusing as hell.]I guess there's such a ( Read more... )

[dictated as he sits at his desk, staring out the window at the rain and making little, nondescript scribbly doodles in the margins]

Well, now, isn't this interesting. We've got an actual murder mystery on our hands. I'm not sure if I feel inspired, or if I feel like my job's being threatened here. [a thin chuckle] No one's gonna want to read ( Read more... )

[dictated]Well, that was the most eventful Halloween I've had since college. Nicely done, Castle. You know how hard it was to not bite myself in the mouth, though? Ow. Anyway, good show, nobody died, everyone went home happy or at least still breathing, and the food's back. Blah, blah, blah ( Read more... )

[after having a bit of trouble getting his costume on in the dark, Mort's made his way down to the lobby to admire the new decorations. he's currently leaning on the table, a bag on the table beside him, the journal in hand]Now, this is more like it. This is the kind of thing a mystery writer expects from a magic castle. I have to tell you, ( Read more... )

[Mort appreciates the fact that the decorations have been stepped up a notch, but they're still lacking. so he's down in the lobby, tying cornstalks to the ends of the banisters and around the columns. some of them look a little bloody. and he's humming to himself, half-singing with the song in his head]And you may ask yourself - am I right, or ( Read more... )

So, that was ... less than spectacular. Though, I did appreciate the enormous pile of Mountain Dew. I'll be holding on to that for a while, thank you ( Read more... )

[Mort really isn't sure what to think of this roommate thing. he's mostly been steering clear of the kid, and since he hasn't decorated a dorm door in a good fifteen years or so, he left that up to Harry. this morning's note under his cereal bowl, however, is making it painfully obvious that he needs to actually INTERACT. so he grabs a pair of ( Read more... )