[[Constru cracks her bedroom door open and cautiously peers out. Slowly, she opens the door wider, and quietly edges out of the room, constantly looking up and down the corridor. It's all clear, right ( Read more... )

[[When the construct Ahiru wakes up, the first thing she notices is that she's a duck.  There's no need to look at herself to affirm this--the different perspective tips her off immediately.  She was a girl when she went to sleep, but she's not bothered or surprised by the change; she's transformed in her sleep more times than she can remember.

She ( Read more... )

[[A loud clanking can be heard as Sparkir stalked down the halls, wrapped in a metal suit that made him look like a certain Autobot. He wanted to know who the hell did this, and why. Sure, he wasn't unfamiliar with the concept of mechanized armor suits, but this one didn't even seem to have any weapons on it! And how did it get on him while he ( Read more... )

[[It is early last Tuesday morning.

...And everyone should've been home by now, if their assumptions were correct. But they weren't. And a voice booms throughout the castle grounds...]]

That which does not belong has been dispelled!

...

Trash day has arrived, and the garbage is gone!

[[ooc: BEHOLD! THE CASTLE IS CLEAN ( Read more... )

[[Fakir entered a room that had once been a sitting room before he'd filled it with desks and shelves to start making himself a workspace, carrying a box of metal parts and tools with him. He'd been scouring this castle since he'd arrived, but these were the only things he could find that seemed like they'd even be remotely useful for building ( Read more... )

[[A Fakir is striding down the halls of the castle, apparently looking for something or someone. He looks to be about twenty years old and is wearing a long-sleeved white shirt, dark blue vest and pants, and black leather gloves and boots. A silver brooch embossed with a pen crossed over a sword is pinned at his throat ( Read more... )