Nov. 8th, 2008

[identity profile] loyalised.livejournal.com
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I think it would be an understatement and an insult to everyone else if I were to say it was "hot". Like being back in the Underworld again.
[identity profile] she-gotyouthere.livejournal.com
[loud stumble noise, and she lets out a yelp]

AAACK! WHO HIT THE POWER?!

[thwack]

OW! My knee!

Oh man, I can't even see in front of my face..

I mean, who turned off the city?! Sheesh!!

[identity profile] findwhoyoulove.livejournal.com
[OH MY GOD LOUD SHRIEK]

I-I can't see!!
[identity profile] fired-once.livejournal.com
See, now this is why people should invest in a backup generator.

Or at least a flashlight. I mean, really now. The dark isn't something we should be having to deal with.

[044 ←]

Nov. 8th, 2008 01:30 am
[identity profile] rocksalting.livejournal.com
[have some slooshy water noises.]

... Uh.

Yikes?

Plan #10

Nov. 8th, 2008 02:12 am
[identity profile] ponderlicious.livejournal.com
No... NO....!!

[CLINGING TO A BASKET BALL BOBBING UP AND DOWN IN THE WATER. WHO TOLD HIM TO SET UP THAT LAB IN THE BASEMENT T___T

tries to float over to where the journal is on a high table. poor wet big headed genius mouse. SHOUTS:]


I require some [grits teeth, swallows pride] assistance, if it would not be too much trouble!!
[identity profile] wilderfire.livejournal.com
Sweet Ifrit who the hell turned up the heat?!

[ muttered: ] At least the snow is gone... [ then the sound of someone attempting to get the air-con on but alas, it isn't working ] Gaah! Where's Sheena and her Summon Spirits when I need her.

Ugh so hoooot

:051

Nov. 8th, 2008 10:20 am
[identity profile] devilmarked.livejournal.com
Jesus Fucking Christ...

[ have the sound of someone kicking a door ... most possibly Vergil's door but who knows ] God this sucks, please for the love of everything unholy shove me back in Cerberus' god damn chamber I'd rather be smothered in ice than this. [ uuuugggghhhh ]
[identity profile] for-sealand.livejournal.com
[All dictated in a young British SEALANDISH accent]

WAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!

I CAN'T REACH THE INTERNET WITHOUT THE POWER ON!!


THIS WOULD NEVER HAPPEN IN SEALAND!!
[identity profile] ikurademo.livejournal.com
[She sounds like she's standing somewhere in open air-- the top of a building. But the skyscrapers are taller and she can't get to them right now...]

I hope everyone is safe.

[a pause, and a somewhat frustrated sigh]

Takeru-kun...?

... I have a bad feeling about this.
cloakand_danger: (we've never been so many)
[personal profile] cloakand_danger
[there's an odd rushing sound in the background, quiet but getting steadily louder]

...fuck.

[dictated in a strangely detached monotone]


Everyone who can needs to get as high as possible. Right now.

[identity profile] iheardrums.livejournal.com
[and even though it's dark in the hospital and everybody around him is rushing and panicking - and who would've predicted the failure of all those emergency generators, really? - the Master is sitting by the side of Lucy's bed, holding her hand]
[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_fredless/
[there's the sound of water. Puddling, rushing, dripping each sounding like the different, distinct words to the story they are. Knees and legs pushing through it, the rustle of books in hand. Moving quickly, attempting to get them to higher ground. All that lovely knowledge, all that wet]

...this isn't good.

131 - What?

Nov. 8th, 2008 02:31 pm
[identity profile] devil-blue.livejournal.com
[Long...long pause...drip drip drip. WTF is he doing in his room? Shouldn't he be, you know? Dead?]

How very interesting.

[Yes, by the way, he's soaked head to toe. That's what you get for WALKING TOWARDS THE TIDAL WAVE!]

Quite the interesting spectacle, Cair Paradisa. A pity you had not the gull to follow through on it. I almost feel cheated.
[identity profile] ontheclockpro.livejournal.com
That's a really big wave...


...Shit.

Well, let's see how long we can tread water, yeah?
[identity profile] lovesmemory.livejournal.com
[dictated]

Hello? Where am I? How is this possible?

[a pause as she slides off the bed]

Simon?

[ 010 ]

Nov. 8th, 2008 03:45 pm
[identity profile] progeny.livejournal.com
I-I don't like this anymore! Seeing a new city was a lot of fun, so was visiting the park, but then the weather was bad and now.. ! Such a huge wave, I've never seen one like it before! If it comes here, a lot of people are..

[his voice quiets] Anija, I want to come home.
[identity profile] luthored.livejournal.com
[ have water dripping onto the page just like everyone else, and her words are raspy and broken up with the occasional cough ]

F-figures a tidal wave would hit as soon as I tried moving to higher ground. The office was completely -

It doesn't matter. Is everyone okay? God, it's freezing. What was the point of all that?

[ OOC; Someone got dumped just outside. ]

005

Nov. 8th, 2008 04:51 pm
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[personal profile] heroslayer
[well, damn. that is one sweet earth, you might say really big tidal wave. cue him trying to get to the Empire State Building, because hey. it's tall. probably the tallest building in NYC, since a few years back. and, if he's lucky, it might even be taller than the tidal wave and easily broken into. who knows?

anyway. as he heads in that direction, dictated]
Suresh, where the hell are you?

025

Nov. 8th, 2008 04:54 pm
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[personal profile] shirtless
[ It felt like just moments ago he'd had Nessie sitting on his shoulders and Blueberry atop his head and water up to his neck all around them, and then before they could really register the tidal wave that was about to crash into the side of their apartment, Jacob had lost balance and fallen backwards onto his bed in his Paradisa bedroom. ]

...Well, that was fun.

I shouldn't be relieved to be back here.

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Nov. 8th, 2008 05:23 pm
[identity profile] blockoutnoise.livejournal.com
That was we-[scribble, sneeze] weird. I got stuck working and the-[scribble, sneeze, sniffle] then the weather was screwed up. I think I a-[scribble, sneeze] almost prefer it here.

[sneeze, sniffle] ...I think I caught a cold. Great.

[dictated]

Nov. 8th, 2008 05:30 pm
[identity profile] moobangboom.livejournal.com
[Shrieked!!!!!!]


LAMBO!



CAN'T!


SWIM!!!!



Gnyuuuuuh someone save me! It's darrrrrrrk [Okay, now dictated through tears.]
[identity profile] sofaultless.livejournal.com
[happy sigh, and the sound of her pulling out her chair and sitting down]

That was an absurd ending, but it was a fairly well executed week regardless. There was the odd hitch, but the heat wave more than compensated for that. Bonus points for giving us a penthouse high enough to make the tidal wave only a MINOR problem.

I am, however, permanently done with commoner food of any sort, and any and all forms of mathematics. That was enough experience to last a life time.

Episode 84

Nov. 8th, 2008 05:38 pm
[identity profile] spongetastic.livejournal.com
[recorded coughing, sputtering, gasping for breath, sounding a lot like a guy who just narrowly escaped from drowning. WHICH HE DID LOL thx Paradisa]

I... I'm not... I'm okay?
[identity profile] simpledoes.livejournal.com
[A muffled groan, like someone regaining consciousness.] Ugh, my head... What the heck just...?

-- Hold on. This is...!

[His voice gets louder, more panicked.] H-Hey! Is everyone okay?! That huge wave... is anybody hurt? Colette, Dad, Zelos...!
[identity profile] pie-maker-ned.livejournal.com
[Ned is at the castle's clinic, having been dumped off there instead of his room as he's still recovering from stabby wounds.]

I see what people were saying about the castle now. Why it had to drown us all first to get here is beyond me though. That was...well, I've had worse, but it wasn't fun.

I should be up and about soon. I want to find the kitchen.

nineteen;

Nov. 8th, 2008 06:04 pm
[identity profile] interferes.livejournal.com
[With the end of Paradisa as New York City, the Doctor's own loss is over. He's landed back in his room, with several months of new memories, several days of awful ones, and a splitting headache. Time Lords/Time sensitives should notice that everything is back to normal temporally.]

[coherent, if a bit weak and hoarse;]


...Charley?


[[ooc: End loss, and a canon-bump!]]

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Nov. 8th, 2008 06:17 pm
[identity profile] iknowhowtogetit.livejournal.com
[She wasn't really worried too much about drowning; the flat that she had been thrown into (well, bummed off of, really) was actually rather high up and far away enough from the water's edge to really make too much of an impact... especially since the water had consumed the other tall buildings blocking the way. She had kept quite the level head throughout it all, really... but she had to deal with the panicked screams of her flatmate giving her one big monster of a headache.

Though when the wave came closer, it was a bit larger than expected. Once the remnants of the tides hit the building in which they were living, she felt the floors beneath them shake, giving into the impact. She had been reassuring the one she was with, but when the tremors continued to heighten, and the screams got louder... she felt her grasp get jolted free and her body falling...

into a soft tuft of grass outside of the castle, in its courtyard garden. She grasped her head, still aching from the screams echoing, and now a bit from the impact of returning back to the castle. She dusts herself off and growls, reaching for her journal as she gets up, realizing she probably crushed some of the pretty little flowers upon landing here.

and she speaks, annoyed, into her journal...]


To all the other level-headed people here,
Does anyone else get sick of having to be the one to calm everyone else down?

(ooc. lol feel free to have someone find Jun picking dirt and flowers off herself as she makes her way back to her room. this is before she meets smellerbee, of course~)
[identity profile] causeimthehero.livejournal.com
[a long drawn out sigh]

[little scribbles on the page]

[another sigh]

005; -_-

Nov. 8th, 2008 07:30 pm
[identity profile] blinkandyoumiss.livejournal.com
[sounds of a slightly sopping speedster drying off at superspeed!]

Remind me, what was the point of that, again?
[identity profile] militarize.livejournal.com
This is what this place is normally like? Kora.

Not too bad.

Hey, never do that again. [low, dull thunking sound of a wall being kicked]

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Nov. 8th, 2008 07:58 pm
[identity profile] save-the-souls.livejournal.com
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Um, now that eve- [a sneeze!] everyone is back at the castle...

If someone has a birthday or two here, it should count towards their age while they are here, [a sneeze] right?

[OOC: Allen caught a cold from all the weather changes, then Nia made him soup and gave him food poisoning. ;; BLAME FUDGEY ]
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[personal profile] supes
[Sitting on a bar stool in the Death Match. Is boasting.]


This place doesn't live up to its name, does it? I haven't seen anything in the way of matches, let alone death matches.





[ooc: Clark Kent vs Dante. Anyone in the DM can watch.]

☆ 1

Nov. 8th, 2008 10:18 pm
[identity profile] thefierceness.livejournal.com
[Cue a young woman waking up in her rather large and comfortable bed, sinking into the covers and smiling as she stretches her arms out, particularly pleased that she is not touching upon the side of a couch or her newfound roommate's frizzy pile of hair. With a relaxed sigh, she slowly moves her hands back and over her head as she rouses from her sleep, and her eyes slowly open to look around at her surroundings... and to this, she is perplexed, but rather impressed. Was she...?

Rising from her bed ever so slowly, her fingers are found curled not in her roommate's hair (or her dog's, which she'd probably prefer, actually), but in the lush velvet bedspread that adorned that gorgeous bed of hers. Ooh. Her eyes moved around the room, taking in the exquisite furnishings as she bounced off the bed into a standing position on the surrounding floor, excited to explore this new room of hers.]


Finally~ A place that doesn't look like a flea market threw up all over it.

[As she excitedly traipses about her room in a fit of excitement, taking in the royal treatment, she finds herself temporarily not caring that she is no longer in that strange new apartment, smelling of empanadas... her thoughts are on the closet she had located, filled with all these new clothes? With an excited squeal, she looks around as touches everything-- ooh, luxurious-- picks up the strange book on her desk, and flipping through it, tosses it on her bed as she catches sight of her window running up to it and looking outside...]

No. Way.

I'm in a castle? A CASTLE?

[Insert her excited laughter here. Her high is going to last for quite a while, until the facts are given to her, of course. In the meantime... she will be a bit busy fawning over all her new things!]
[identity profile] fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com
[Click of finger nails on glass, and breathy scared panting as she stares out the window of her hospital room. What do they do when there's nowhere to hear anymore...? No sun.

She turns away and slides down the wall wishing for the familiar uncomfort of the sundial. At least there when it flooded the things weren't water. A lady came in, like snow. It wasn't chilly. She should have been a snake, he was always there. How did he keep it up? Would have been a nice person when he remembered not to sleep. Wasn't so bad 1300...

Go...? Walls were there.]
[identity profile] humanoidtyphoon.livejournal.com
[a muttered groan as he wakes up, Vash is currently stuck in a tree, hanging by his shirt]

Huh, wha...w-w-w-WHA-!? [he's flailing about and sobbing, and his shirt can't take his weight much longer, so it begins to tear. Vash lets out a squeaky...] Oh no... [and, thud, he lands on the floor with...no shirt on, showing off all his lovely battle scars and fake arm]

WhatdoIdoWhatdoIdo?? [flustered and bright red, trying to hide his scars with a small piece of material that came down with him, Vash runs like hell into the castle, feel free to notice]
[identity profile] loyalised.livejournal.com
[Coughing and spluttering as Kain's coming back to "reality," in his room. Sighs realizing that he's back in Hell before noticing something.]


C-Cecil....



You can stop clinging now....

▒ 027

Nov. 8th, 2008 11:37 pm
[identity profile] artistictemper.livejournal.com
[have an ever-developing detailed sketch of the Psychedelicatessen and the apartment above it, the way it would've looked in its prime back in '67]

Fun while it lasted, I guess, 'cept for the last few days.

Max, how you doing?
[identity profile] blazeofblue.livejournal.com
[dripping wet and mutters from... Three different voices?]

stop giving me those looks, okay?! I can't help it if I can't swim, hedgehogs and water just don't match.

[soft sigh times two]

... What? Haven't the two of you been flooded before? Mind, last time was a giant water monster and not some castle with a sense of humour.

.... THE TWO OF YOU ARE HOPELESS, I KNEW I SHOULD HAVE DRAGGED YOU BOTH DOWN WITH ME!!! [storms out]


[silence before turning to Mario... quick nod and the two head off to get some dry clothes, thanks a lot, Sonic find the others]


[ooc: *is too slow* orz got dragged out the whole day. I'LL STOP MAKING THESE THREE INTERACT ONE DAY, I SWEAR! Sonic almost drowned, so Link and Mario (while also susceptible to 'Down the Drain') had to save his useless blue hide]
[identity profile] in-earthlight.livejournal.com
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Astrid? Are you alright, sweetheart? Doctor, Ianto, Jack... Everyone?

Does anybody here need medical assistance? I'm a doctor, so just tell me if you need help.

eight;

Nov. 8th, 2008 11:50 pm
[identity profile] femininecharms.livejournal.com
So it's back to normal. Or. What substitutes for it.


[water drips on the page as she wrings out her gloves]

Jet? Longshot? Are you guys in the castle or...?

About the Archive

"Paradisa Lost" is the archive of what the journals contained between December 1st, 2006 and January 10th, 2012. On that final day, Paradisa issued new journals, so that the residents could fill them up again. While there are still residents around who have old journals, we have chosen to preserve the old journals here for muns' reference and history.

"Lost" in the title refers to both the old journals that the residents once kept, and also to our move to Dreamwidth from the original Livejournal community, where Paradisa started. It is a fresh start for muns, as well as for the characters.

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