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Emil Castagnier
06 December 2020 @ 11:15 pm
This post can be used to thread with or get in contact with Emil at any point when he doesn't have a post up! Just comment here (please use the format [Action, June 24th], [Voice, March 5th], etc. to make it clear when the thread is taking place and what type of thread it is) for a thread with him; if it's a continuation of another thread or post, please link that so I remember the context of the thread.

GO NUTS.
 
 
Emil Castagnier
01 January 2016 @ 10:28 am
This is a crit post. Here you can let me know how you think I'm doing with any one of my characters (Emil, Regal, Arumat, Richard and Jack), or if you have a plot suggestion, you can leave that here too!

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Emil Castagnier
01 January 2016 @ 12:49 am
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Emil Castagnier
[Good afternoon, Luceti. Are you ready to have your quiet afternoon disturbed by a rather girly screech? Because that's what's about to happen when Emil's nap is suddenly rudely interrupted by a large blue canine form being unceremoniously deposited atop him. His flailing knocks his journal off the nightstand, causing it to record the chaos that follows.

From the sound of the startled barking (and growling) immediately after, Emil isn't the only one who was startled.]


Whoa! I-I'm really sorry, please don't eat me!

WOOF!

I said I was sorry...!

(OOC: This is a joint post! Replies may come from Emil, Repede, or both. Probably mostly from Emil, for obvious reasons.)
 
 
Emil Castagnier
18 December 2010 @ 08:26 pm
[Good afternoon, Luceti. Emil hasn't really been paying attention to his journal today, so he has no idea what he's getting into by going out to the store. He is noticing that it seems a lot more crowded than usual, though...

Huh. Maybe it's just another random New Feather flood? Please, feel free to convince him otherwise.]
 
 
 
Emil Castagnier
13 August 2010 @ 02:55 pm
[It's just another day in Luceti, with a creepy eclipsed sun and monsters falling out of the sky everywhere. There's someone out and about who seems to be enjoying this, however-- Ratatosk (currently with blood-red wings instead of his normal black, thanks to the effects of whatever it is that's going on) is out wandering around with several assorted monsters trailing behind him. He's right in his element amongst all of these summons who seem to dislike the humans just as much as he does. New allies = awesome. Being stuck in Luceti for more than two years now = not so awesome.

This combination of things has made him extra-aggressive, so approach with caution.]

(OOC: Just as a warning, any character who approaches Ratatosk stands a fairly good chance of being attacked at some point. If you want your character to get injured, just let me know how/how badly.)
 
 
Emil Castagnier
05 August 2010 @ 11:48 am
[The journal picks up a bit of coughing as Emil's hand bumps it and knocks it open in his frantic search, followed by some mumbling.]

... w-wait, I think I found it.

[He coughs again, then clears his throat.]


Can anyone hear me? Fina and I... we were in my house, and... I-I think it collapsed. Please... someone help us! It's getting hard to breathe in here... please hurry!

[He sounds close to panicking as he coughs again.]

Get us out of here...
 
 
Emil Castagnier
16 July 2010 @ 01:28 pm
[Emil is not in a good mood. Raven, Repede and Rena have gone home, Yuri is still kidnapped, and Ted is off who-knows-where; the note on his door didn't say. All of this has left Emil just not wanting to deal with people in general, so he's spent the past week wandering around in the forest, his journal left back in his house. This current heat wave isn't helping his bad mood one bit.

Since he's not willing to go back home just yet, for the moment he's taken shelter under Ammy's tree in an attempt to escape the worst of the heat. There's just something soothing about that tree in particular, something that makes him feel safe there, though today it doesn't seem to be doing much to cheer him up-- the expression on his face makes that clear.

Bother him at your own risk; he may bite today.]
 
 
Emil Castagnier
16 June 2010 @ 11:00 pm
[It's the middle of a hot summer day when Emil finally returns to town after his fruitless search for Yuri's journal. A part of him knew he wouldn't find it, yet he couldn't not look for it on the almost nonexistent chance that Yuri might somehow have been able to fight the kidnapping droids off. As a result he's more resigned than discouraged right now-- a small blessing, really.

He's also shivering, teeth chattering, his arms wrapped around himself as he stumbles through town, thinking only of trying to get somewhere with lots of blankets and a space heater. He'd only stopped to examine that strange fire in the woods for a few minutes; it hadn't even been that hot, and besides, you can't come down with a cold from being too warm, right?

Maybe he should check in with Doctor McCoy just in case, but House #7 seems so far away and he's feeling so tired...

A few hours later, once he's actually made it to House #7, he'll open the journal and stammer a single short message based on vague memories of a couple of journal entries he saw earlier and the name Cheza gave him.]


H-hey, G-Ginko? I think... I think I f-found one of those mushi you m-mentioned...

[OOC: Feel free to run into him on his trek to the house; any thread with Ginko will be chronologically last for obvious reasons.]
 
 
Emil Castagnier
11 June 2010 @ 12:06 pm
[Morning finds Emil lugging a bulging knapsack up the road to the bridge near CH #1, the ends of what look like a couple of glass bottles sticking out of it. Whatever is inside it seems to be rather heavy-- he has to stop every few yards to rest, but he's determined to make it to his destination despite this.

Once he gets to the bridge, he unzips the knapsack and begins unpacking the contents. Inside is a whole array of glass bottles, each one containing a letter addressed to a friend who has left Luceti. Richter, Marta, Tenebrae, Horatio, Luke, Faize, Lloyd, Genis-- each one of them (as well as several other people) gets a letter. He figures that with all of the creepy supernatural stuff going on lately, maybe, just maybe, if he drops these bottles into the stream now, they'll somehow reach the intended recipients. It can't hurt to try, right? If nothing else, it might make him feel a little bit better about hearing voices and seeing things.

... or so he hopes.]
 
 
 
Emil Castagnier
[Anyone in the grocery store will be treated to a battered, bloodied Emil (la la ongoing thread, oops) stumbling inside and slamming the door shut behind him, leaning back against it in a desperate hope that Yuber will think twice about following him into a building where other people might be taking refuge. When several moments pass and there is no attempt to open the door, Emil slides down it into a sitting position on the floor and takes a few deep breaths. He's clearly in bad shape; multiple wounds are bleeding heavily, and he bears the marks of several fire and lightning spells as well.

At last he stirs and reaches over for his journal, which he dropped on the floor in his haste. His voice is shaky and strained as he says one thing:]


I think... I think I need some help.
 
 
Emil Castagnier
10 May 2010 @ 11:53 am
[It's a warm, sunny spring day, the perfect sort of weather for spending the day outside. Of course, that wasn't what Emil had had in mind when he set out for the store; he'd just planned to get some food and then go back home. He'd only meant to sit down on the edge of the fountain for a moment to rest, but the warmth of the sun combined with a lack of sleep quickly coaxes him to lie down (just to rest his eyes, really), and it isn't long before he's fast asleep on the fountain's edge. All it would take is a little shove to send him sprawling into the water...

Wake him up or push him in? It's your choice.]
 
 
Emil Castagnier
24 April 2010 @ 12:02 am
[Ratatosk out walking around is rather unusual in and of itself, but what makes this scene TRULY strange is the fact that he has a caboose in the form of a small, fluffy baby squirrel, who is following him around and calling him... "Mama"?

... well, that's different. And Ratatosk is most decidedly NOT pleased.]


Dammit, will you cut that out? I told you to get lost!

[Go ahead and laugh at him, you know you want to.]
 
 
Emil Castagnier
12 April 2010 @ 11:53 pm
[It may be a rainy day today, but the rain hasn't stopped Emil from going outside anyway. In fact, he doesn't seem like he even notices it as he sits on a large rock near the bridge by the clinic, knees drawn up to his chest, just sort of staring at the water. He's motionless except for when he occasionally reaches down to pick up a stone from the riverbank and throw it in, so it's easy to miss him sitting there.

Horatio, Luke, Faize, and now Frederic... and that's just the people whose disappearances he learned of during the past month. At this rate it's hard for him to keep from feeling that the Malnosso are somehow punishing him by taking his friends away-- why else would they take people who had promised to be there for him? And on top of that, people have been killed and injured, too...

Right now more than ever, Emil just wants to go home to Richter, Marta and Tenebrae, even if he doesn't know what waits for him there. Surely it's better than this.]
 
 
Emil Castagnier
01 April 2010 @ 12:12 pm
[It isn't until the next morning after Ratatosk's little run-in with a certain doctor whose house he is currently staying in that Emil awakens, feeling woozy and disoriented and with a distinct sense that something not-too-great happened yesterday. Too bad he can't remember just what it was, or in fact anything that happened for the last few days-- a sure sign that Ratatosk has been out and about.

But he can worry about that later; right now his most pressing thought is that he really needs a glass of water, so he's going to slip out into the kitchen of House 7 after ascertaining that the coast is clear. While he's gulping down the water, he catches sight of a very strange looking box with an odd panel of buttons on the side. Is this some sort of magical food generator? Cautiously he presses the "Popcorn" button, only to jump and scramble back when the thing seems to turn on.

... wait, it says "cook," maybe you put the food in question into it and it cooks it? A few moments of searching the cupboards yields him a potato, which he sets on a plate and places in the box. He then presses the "Potato" button and waits, making himself a cup of tea in the process while he flips through his journal to see what he's missed over the past few days.

A little while later, a rather loud popping sound can be heard over the journals, followed up by a startled yelp from Emil and Brown barking like crazy. Residents of House 7 who go to the kitchen to investigate will find a very lovely mess (although with more potato bits than that scattered around) and Emil peering nervously into the kitchen from the doorway with eyes the size of saucers.]
 
 
 
Emil Castagnier
07 March 2010 @ 09:04 pm
[This isn't the first time Emil has returned home to an uncomfortably quiet house. It's not unusual for H to be out somewhere during the day, but there's something strange about today, a weird feeling in the house that causes a sinking sensation in the pit of Emil's stomach. Hoping against hope, he's going to head upstairs and open the door to his housemate's bedroom... only to have his worst fears confirmed.

Once again, his journal falls to the ground with a thud, popping open to record a strained, shaky voice.]


N-no... no, not again... no... please...

[OOC: I know, I'm still on hiatus, but Emil wouldn't not react to his housemate vanishing.]
 
 
Emil Castagnier
20 February 2010 @ 05:11 pm
[Once again Emil is out wandering around the village, although this time he's got his chimera Sial at his heels. Sial is carrying a small stick in his mouth, and every so often he'll run over to Emil and nudge at the boy's leg until Emil reaches down to take the stick and toss it halfheartedly for Sial to fetch. There's clearly something on his mind at the moment if his downcast expression is any indication.

If you happen to pass the pair, Sial might come bother you to see if you'll throw the stick for him.]

[OOC: Phonetagging for the rest of the afternoon, I just wanted to get this up before the event.]
 
 
Emil Castagnier
24 January 2010 @ 11:44 pm
[Despite the light snow today, Emil is out on a mission, bundled up in about a million layers so that he looks like a rather large heap of walking coats instead of Emil. He's not letting some weather stop him when he has Things to Do. He's left a note for H as well just so the other doesn't worry about him.

His destinations today are several: House 5, to check on Guy after Luke and Asch's kidnapping; House 10, to check up on Rena (despite being told not to by McCoy, shh); House 21, to see how Fina's doing, and finally the clinic, to see Doctor McCoy.

Feel free to run into him at any point during his little jaunt today.]
 
 
Emil Castagnier
[There's a lot of snow outside. A LOT of snow. So much snow, in fact, that it's preventing one Horatio Caine (who had stopped by for a visit) from returning to his own apartment. It could be worse; at least they've got food and shelter (even if they are running a bit short on firewood and despite Emil's little excursion out into the worst of it to go rescue Luke), and Emil's got plenty of space for an unexpected overnight guest. Sial is enjoying having a new friend to bother as well.

Right now Emil is trying to coax a few pieces of damp firewood into burning so that the fire doesn't go out completely.]
 
 
Emil Castagnier
29 December 2009 @ 12:26 am
[Okay, so it's a few days after Christmas, but after receiving a whole bunch of gifts, Emil started to feel bad about not giving anything in return. That's why he's currently out delivering little bags of sugar cookies to all of his friends-- they're not decorated or cut into fancy shapes or anything, but they taste good, and it's the thought that counts, right?

Basically, if Emil knows you, expect to be getting some cookies. Feel free to run into him while he's out dropping them off, too.]