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Haruno Sakura (manga) ([personal profile] encourage) wrote in [community profile] paradisalost2011-10-16 06:29 pm

[open] the dawn is breaking

Who: Those participating in the Paradisa Scouts plotline!
What: As dawn breaks after the Sunday evening meteor showers,
When: Monday morning, 10/17
Where: Anywhere you're at, that's where we are!
Rating: PG-Ridiculous

[ The sun breaks over the mountains, light cascading across the lands with long fingered shadows shivering as they're forced back from their choke-hold over everything. Bright as this message should be, it seems like some of those who lay in their beds, moved around their rooms, or otherwise existed in the usual state of things found part of them, too, reluctant to greet the dawn.

Thoughts of irritation, or dastardly deeds, stir in those minds, soon to find ways out into reality. These people find there are other names they wish to go by, powers they had never had before blossoming and demanding to be used.

But dark powers aren't the only ones stirring around Paradisa and the City Royale. For a few, this dawn brings a greater joy and calling than any they've known before. The calling... to the Light Rock Warriors, Defenders of Justice, and Paradisa Scouts. Forces of Darkness, beware! You're not the only transforming, pseudonymous people waking up today! ]
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[identity profile] gwaine.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
Gwaine is amongst those. After pushing Elyan off his chest where the baby lion had been curled up (and digging his little baby claws into Gwaine's skin), he glances at the curled white ball of man-eating animal and a brilliant idea comes to mind.

A glorious, dastardly, cruel, evil idea.

But he'll need help. And there is only one who might be able to help.

Pulling on his shoes (and stealing every last sock in the house), he runs outside to the chilly early morning air and the beautiful woman, the only person actually, he can trust in this life of villainy.

[identity profile] itwas-raining.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
The one he's looking for won't be far.

Julia, or the woman formerly known as Julia, had decided to get an early start today. It was a perfectly beautiful, tranquil morning, one that was positively waiting to be ruined by villainy, so why wait?

Since she can't be bothered to actually go find anyone herself (no, those who are worthy of her attention come to her, rather than the other way around), she'll just be standing outside of the castle, waiting for him. Staring off into the distance, she appears completely nonplussed by her surroundings.

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[identity profile] invisibill.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Danny wakes up grumpily. He didn't know why, but everything seemed to be irritating him today. And what better way to deal with it than to take it out on everyone else? He leaves his room intent on finding a way to make someone's day worse. Much worse.]

[identity profile] tomatoandbasil.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
Are you in the library today? Do you enjoy reading? Perhaps you're kicked back with one of your handheld game doohickeys or whatnot. You're relaxed, it's a good day to just be you.

Or so you thought. You have this feeling you're being watched. A chill runs down your spine. You look around; nothing. Just when you think the coast is clear, that's when she sneaks up on you and grins, a finger tapping you on your shoulder.

Oh, it's just Alleyne. In a dark red outfit with a gray cape. For some reason, her hair is grayish today, too. Wait, is that a backwards baseball cap she has on? And why is there a bandage across her nose? In her hand is her staff, decorated with feathers and bones under the caps. There's a half-crazed look in her eyes.

Wait, she never smiles. Something must be off. Maybe she's high on elf drugs. Either way, this doesn't feel right.

"Enjoying that, are we?" she says, sounding quite smug.

[identity profile] modernholmes.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
Something was different today. Conan was sure of it. But he couldn't quite put a finger on it.

Perhaps it was the strange magnifying glass he'd found sitting beside him this morning? It was odd that he couldn't convince himself to leave it behind. Or maybe it was that strange restlessness that he couldn't seem to stop. Or that desire he kept feeling.

To seek out truth and justice.

[identity profile] bro-codebreaker.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Conan wasn't the only one who'd woken up with an enhanced sense of Truth and Justice. Barney had crawled out of bed and taken no notice or mind of the fact, of course - it was just another day for a groovy dude with designs on peace and righteousness.

His mission for that morning? To bolster the spirits of his friends with delicious, delicious coffee. So he'd gotten up at the crack of dawn to make a fresh batch at the WildKat, and was now hand delivering the cups from door to door.

Knock knock, fellow Justice Bro.

LOL

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[identity profile] notjamesbond.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
If individual people had definitions in dictionaries that you could look up, Newt Pulsifer's entry might say "so awkward that calling him a nerd might be considered a promotion in his case."

Well, if you were to compare that entry and the suddenly very suave Newt in a black suit walking around, you might be very, very confused. For one, this Newt seems very sure of himself. He smirks at the passerby with a disinterested air, seemingly more focused on polishing a beautiful golden hat pin (http://verabattemarco.com/image.php?id=6511&type=D) that looks like it could give somebody quite the nasty poke.

He was the Man With the Golden Pin, after all. And he had to keep up appearances in his sudden decision to pursue his new life of villainy. No more Mr. Nice Newt.

[identity profile] kungfuwitch.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
Phoebe had awoken with the strange feeling that something had changed. She'd certainly gone through enough transformations in her life to know that something was off. However, this time she didn't seem too bothered by it. It somehow felt... right.

She stood on the roof of the Ira tower, a long black coat whipping around her legs as though being blown by a mysterious wind. She looked pensive as she looked out over the landscape, thinking about the power she felt brewing within her.

[identity profile] is0latedthinker.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
By the time Alan woke up, he was already irritated. He was looking for something - or someone - but he didn't know what; he just knew that he had to make arrangements: quickly and in secret. He finally made his way to the top of the Ira tower, something telling him that that was where he needed to be.

"There you are," Alan scoffed, before adjusting his black cowboy hat. His normally beige trench coat matched Phoebe's coat and a black bandanna was conveniently located around his neck in case he needed to obscure his face. He too came to stand where the mysterious wind could ruffle his clothes. As he looked out over the landscape, he kept his face expressionless, the smirk hiding at the corners of his mouth.

They were going to put their abilities to good use today.

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[identity profile] maldestre.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
Despite waking up to find that her socks seem to be missing, Elena woke up this morning feeling rather rejuvenated. Now, while she often woke in a good mood something seemed to be different on this day -- and not in a bad sort of way. More than just feeling it, she felt like she actually wanted to go out and do something.

So, with that in mind, she dressed herself and even thought little of picking up and pulling her hair back in the clip she was certain she had never seen before. Then it's out the door and into the city with this renewed sense of.. oh, crap. She isn't even able to take five steps before she trips and, complete with an undignified yelp, she takes a header into the ground.

"Ouch.."

[identity profile] courageous-wit.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 10:36 am (UTC)(link)
Hermione was outside watching the meteor shower. Something about the display gave her renewed strength. Even her wand felt different. Her mind wandered, trying to figure out this new sensation when she heard a yelp. She turned and saw a girl face-first on the ground.

"Oh!" She went over, offering her hand. "Are you all right?"

A wild magical girl familiar appears! STAY OUT OF THE TALL GRASS.

[identity profile] about3seconds.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Meowth stretches and yawns from his current nest on one of the couches in the lobby. At first, his impulse is to sleep in- because who the hell cares. He's cat-like. He can sleep all day if he wants, because screw your mother, that's why.

His ears flick. Something is... Very odd, but not in the way he might normally find something odd. His head's filled with knowledge he might not otherwise have had. He paws instinctly at his charm and it's hot to the touch. That alone wakes him up enough to stumble and run to a mirror.

Well. It hasn't done that in- (ever?)- a long while. Looks like it's time to gather the troops again.

About damn time, too.

LUNA...! Or Meowth. Whatever.

[identity profile] sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
There's a girl in a leather biking suit walking towards the kitchen. After all, the key to fighting evil all day is to start with a good breakfast - of cereal because cooking isn't necessarily a magical girl skill.

[identity profile] modernholmes.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[There is a small and slightly confused boy making his way through the lobby. He climbs up on one of the couches and starts making writing in hs notepad.]

[identity profile] thedicearecast.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[Amelia's walking around the castle grounds looking for--something. She can't quite put her finger on it, but she has a sense that she'll know what it is when she finds it. Or maybe before that, Amelia will run into some person in need of help. For some reason, she's incredibly eager to help someone today.

But no, still not questioning that. Wow, isn't it just a pretty day outside? Everything really does seem right with the world.]

[identity profile] courageous-wit.livejournal.com 2011-10-18 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
Hermione missed her actual familiar Crookshanks, so when she saw the cat-like creature she felt drawn to it. Or perhaps it was the strange sense of power that came over her this morning drawing her to it. Either way, she approached the cat with curiosity.

[identity profile] decibel-chamber.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[For Jonothan Starsmore, waking up on the wrong side of the bed wasn't anything new. What was new, however, was this irresistible urge he felt to go out and make a little music among the townsfolk. Garbing himself in his typical blacks, Jono makes two new additions, a rather fetching top hat (http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/71037_48377463969_5097555_n.jpg), and a black tailcoat. Grabbing his guitar, he begins tuning it as he heads downstairs, his ultimate goal lying somewhere out in the City Royale. Even this doesn't seem odd for him, unless someone looks at his face, which is plastered with a grin most unbecoming of his typically dour visage. Honestly, he looks a little creepy, and that's perfectly okay by him.]

[identity profile] sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Natsuki is quite suddenly awake. Something is different. She sits up and casts an eye around her room. Finding nothing out of place, she looks within and yes. There it is. This new sense of purpose, of direction. This need to right wrongs, where every act is a mission bringing her closer to her goal. None of this goddamn coasting she's been doing lately.

She grins and gets out of bed, ready for a new day and back in her element.

[identity profile] bro-codebreaker.livejournal.com 2011-10-18 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Once she opens her door, her fellow light warrior is waiting with a fresh, hot cup of perfect coffee. "Morning! Ready for another fantastic day in the annals of truth and light?"

[identity profile] thedicearecast.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[Amelia can't explain it, and honestly, she doesn't really care to try. All she knows is that when she rolled out of bed that morning, all those doubts she'd been feeling about having a place in Paradisa are suddenly gone. It's a satisfaction and sense of purpose she's lacked ever since her arrival, and whatever has brought it back is more than welcome to stay.

She's so elated that she almost leaves the room without her disinfectant. But just as she reaches the door, she pauses, finding herself utterly unwilling to step out of the room without it. It's a bit funny, even if it's something she normally carries around anyway.

Well, it doesn't matter too much. Amelia's mood is unphased, and she's even smiling as she heads out into the castle for the day.]

[identity profile] bro-codebreaker.livejournal.com 2011-10-18 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Out in the hall, Barney's waiting with a fresh, hot, perfect cup of coffee ... with a lid on it to keep the germs out, of course. "Good morning! Here's your fuel for another great day full of harmony and peace!"

[identity profile] optimystically.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
You know that point in the movie? The one where the seemingly mild-mannered guy lost all his hair, learned evil science, and got ready to take over the world?

Maya suddenly understood that feeling (although she felt thankful that she still had all her hair left. She considered for a brief moment investing in a bald cap to give her the right look, but she quickly discarded the idea). Today was a new day, a different day. She couldn't explain the feeling, but she suddenly felt like she knew what she was supposed to do. All of this training, and growing to be Master... what was it worth? She didn't have time for that, it was time to invest in what had always felt right!

She had been studying... waiting... for the dawn of Paradisa's new great villain! Bemoaning her lack of an appropriate wardrobe (really, she should have prepared better for this inevitable day in Paradisa history!) she dressed in her typical robes and headed to town to do some major shopping.

So then, an hour later, she's heading back to the castle with bags of black clothing. But not just any black clothing, most of it was black and purple with a little flair of gold. She's ready to change this world, to show everyone what she's capable of!

The time had come.....

[identity profile] concerns.livejournal.com 2011-10-19 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
Barnaby hadn't felt much of a difference when he'd woken up. He'd long since grown used to the feeling of waking up and wanting to make a difference in the world. Protect people who couldn't protect themselves and provide some sort of justice to all living things. Granted a few other things were more different than usual, such as his slight irritation over the lack of villains to visibly take care of when he's woken up as well as well as an absence of his usual 'work schedule' which made dealing with things much more easier than just going out and finding injustice all on his own. It was a tough job but he at least would have liked a heads-up on something. Not that he would have wanted a partner to help out. That was out of the question.

For the moment, there was only one noticeable change between the regular Barnaby and the Light Rock Warrior he now was, and that change was currently getting a stern talking to as Barnaby crouched down a few fee away from where Maya was headed.

"I do believe I warned you about falling off, didn't I? My pocket or even the room would have been a much safer spot for you than my shoulder. Hopefully you have learned your lesson?"

The tiny rabbit (http://i53.tinypic.com/e63z2f.png) he was talking to merely rubbed at its teary eyes and gave a silent nod.

This doesn't look weird at all.

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[identity profile] luckyvalentine.livejournal.com 2011-10-17 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Faye didn't sleep in, today. No, as soon as the first rays of sunlight came peeking through the curtains, she found herself waking and brimming with energy. She simply had no choice but to roll right out of bed, ready to face the day!

She had things to do, after all.

There were people to meet, friends to visit, good moods to spread! So, after a shower and a nice big healthy breakfast, Faye sets out to bring happiness to the residents of Paradisa. Because-- this smile? It's contagious. It is her duty to share it.

[identity profile] bro-codebreaker.livejournal.com 2011-10-18 05:25 pm (UTC)(link)
And the second she opens her door, there's a familiar face in jeans and a bright T-shirt, holding a cup of coffee just the way she likes it. "Good morning, Faye!"

[identity profile] futurehokage.livejournal.com 2011-10-18 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
For Naruto, waking up this morning was a lot like waking up every other morning. The only difference was he woke up immediately after the sun rose up high in the sky, wide awake and ready to face the day.

His usually chipper mood has increased ten-fold as he wanders around the castle, checking out the places he hasn't seen yet. He feels as if he's being guided by some force to do...something. Something righteous and good/

[identity profile] bro-codebreaker.livejournal.com 2011-10-18 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Barney's coming into the lobby with a second round of coffee for his team-mates he missed on the first trip around the castle, and beams when he spots Naruto. Raising a cup in greeting, he calls out, "Hey, morning! Ready for the daily grind of justice?"
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[personal profile] foolreversed 2011-10-18 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
Unlike the rest of the newly born light rock warriors, Adachi was staring at his mirror and frowning intensely. He had woken up happily enough; at the crack of dawn with a giant grin on his face and a desire to face the day-

And that's exactly why he was frowning.

Maybe no one else thought anything of it, but Adachi knew himself well enough to know this was kinda... well. Out of character. Something was definitely up his detective's intuition told him.

He slaps his face a couple times. Oh well. There were worse weird things to be feeling, right? He heads out to go find something to do, finding the itch to "patrol" worse than usual...

[identity profile] bro-codebreaker.livejournal.com 2011-10-18 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
... and when Adachi gets out to the hallway, his fellow Light Rock Warrior will be waiting with a cup of coffee, just the way he likes it. Because the team barista is awesome like that. And groovy.

"Mornin'! Ready for another day of justice, truth, and light, brother?"

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