Jan. 3rd, 2009

[identity profile] seeyoucowboy.livejournal.com
Probably wasn't a good idea to flip back in this thing while sober.

At least that explains the nagging feeling that I forgot something.
[identity profile] vengefullight.livejournal.com
[more singing lolyay :D]

With a crew of drunken pilots, we're the only Airship Pirates,
We're full of hot air and we're starting to rise,
We're the terror of the skies but a danger to ourselves now...



[insert long pause, then proceed with VERY LOUD YELLING cuz his bed ain't empty besides him]


FUCK-- SUNFLOWER GIRL!?



[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_fredless/
[look, it's an actual journal entry from someone a little bit sad, and little bit tired and a little bit too much hungover. Since when did water pack such a punch?]

It gave me a picture.

The Castle, I mean. If it's a him or a her I haven't seen evidence one way or the other. But for Christmas it gave me a picture. It's Mom and Dad, and me. Mamma and Daddy. Somehow writing it isn't the same as saying it. It's from high school graduation. Right before Daddy gave me my necklace. An apple for the apple of his eye.

I told him then if I was an apple then he was corn.

...it's one of the first things they took from me, in Pylea. On the table, before they put the collar on. And I couldn't do anything about it. It's gone, and it isn't coming back.

The thing is? I came back. Maybe a little bit different, a little bit more never the same? But I did come back. From Pylea,and the places I went to escape it.

I never thought I was going to be separated from them again. Not like the space from Texas to LA, but the kind that phone calls and letters and planes can't cross. I wasn't supposed to do this anymore.

I thought I was done getting lost.

And so many of them are here. Cordy. I missed her so much. Angel and Lorne. And Wesley. There's Wesley. But my folks aren't here, and looking at this picture the missing gets so big it feels like another body all together.

Before I went so far inside I forgot them. I even forgot my own name.

Now I can't seem to stop thinking about them.

And that somehow in me getting better?

It's made it worse.
[identity profile] betonalice.livejournal.com
Who: Alice Cullen & Jasper Hale
What: Quality time /o/
When: Now
Where: Cullen house
Rating: PG-13

Just another example of how for every cloud, there was a silver lining waiting to be found. )
[identity profile] bring-god-down.livejournal.com
Getting drunk off of water? I wonder what the castle will think of next to make us more entertaining. Hnn. Perhaps it'll alter the food around so when we eat it, it'll give us hallucinations.

Although I have to admit that I did kind of have fun with Joshua.

[Joshua]

You're annoying, and I hate you.
[identity profile] eternalvaleth.livejournal.com
Well then, now that settling in is no longer an overbearing priority, I feel as though it is only proper to formally introduce myself. After all, if I am to become a functioning part of this unique and wondrous community, I should not hide in my room and behind the pages of these books.

My name is Lezard Valeth. I am a scholar and mage from the thriving world of Midgard. I have studied in many different fields, primarily those associated with black magics and history.

While I am aware of the nature of this castle, how it plucks us from whatever point in time it so chooses and takes from us precious pieces, I find that it is a most fascinating place. Thriving with so much unexplored phenomena and reeking of mystery, I am simply taken by the sheer scope of what lays before me. This Cair Paradisa is a truly remarkable place.

Therefore, I would like to ask if those that have been here longest and those that have died while residing here would speak with me.

And above all else, it is a pleasure to be a part of this, even if the pleasure may only be mine. A place like this may not be the most welcoming of abodes, but I do so wish to try and make the very best of it.
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[personal profile] supes
Private )

[Clark Kent is sitting in the library, staring into space. He looks like he has the weight of the world on his shoulders, as he usually does when he's alone and thinking.]


[ooc: open posssssssst]

[identity profile] charmandsmiles.livejournal.com
Wouldn't you know it, I go on a vacation to recover from being dead, and Death shows up. I'm sensing a bit of irony, here.

Anyway, the break was fantastic, exactly what I needed. We got some exploring done, and got a good start on the Zero Room.

Wesley, Fred, mind if I drop by soon?
[identity profile] songofspoilers.livejournal.com
[A very frustrated River has spent all day in the Library searching for information on the world of Paradisa itself and found nothing, zip, nada. The archeologist in her simply refuses to believe that a world so diversely inhabitated, and that clearly has history, judging by the research she's been doing in the journals, has no research or data recorded beyond the residents' personal experiences.

There's the the angry thud of a book being tossed, namely her journal, and then the following, which is recorded as the journal lands open.]


That's insane! No-one, not ONE person has managed to find out anything about this place. No digs, no research, no data collection. Nothing about this goddamn place's history or origins. Have they all been brainwashed?!

LXXIII.

Jan. 3rd, 2009 12:06 pm
[identity profile] exanimatus.livejournal.com
[the sound of pages being ripped out of the journal and consequently burned, because he's an emotional weirdo]

Private; )

Joshua; )

Sayuka; )

Asuka; )

Dante; )

Akabane; )

Vergil; )

Rosalie; )

And how is everyone doing today?



[[OOC: /takes over the world]]

☢ o17

Jan. 3rd, 2009 12:22 pm
[identity profile] twatular.livejournal.com
[Owen is hanging out around the outside of the castle; he's gone for a walk around the grounds. He doesn't know what to do with himself when he isn't working because he can't eat, he can't drink, he can't sleep and he can't shag, which leaves... almost nothing. It's not like the cold can bother him anymore, anyway. Maybe he's out here for fear of decomposing.

Soooo right now he's near the courtyard, looking thoughtful.]


((ooc: Open post. I leave for work in an hour, but I'll be back. :D))

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Jan. 3rd, 2009 05:33 pm
[identity profile] lordoffabulous.livejournal.com
[all dictated, because he's just too fabulous for writing]

It flatters me to know I've been spoken of recently in this place. Really.
But I'm sure introductions are necessary~

I am Ratatosk, Puppet Master and Lord of Destruction. Normally I have more important plans in mind, but I'm sure I can spare the time to play with you all for a short while.


Oh, Solar Boy? I know you're here, so did you enjoy your five-minute victory over me before I showed up again? And how's that dear brother of yours? ♥

[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com
...When the name vanishes on a door here, it means they have been sent home, right? Seems Paradisa has done that to Dark. Hope he gets some peace, poor kid.

And Death has shown up. So long as the other three don't show, we’ll be fine. Trust me, folks, Death is the nice one.

Azrael, do try not to induce heart failure in folks, hmm? If you’re still bored, I suppose I could teach you how to play the Wii or something.

☢ 003

Jan. 3rd, 2009 06:10 pm
[identity profile] ofbeasts.livejournal.com
That was special.



Has anyone seen my, er, crutch?

[262]

Jan. 3rd, 2009 06:36 pm
ino: (Frustrated.)
[personal profile] ino
[some tapping, and some page flipping, followed by a frustrated noise. dictated unintentionally]

Urgh! I can't figure out what my stupid new loss is ... this is seriously going to drive me crazy!
[identity profile] lovesmemory.livejournal.com
[Nia is sitting in the kitchen, a few books on the table before her--cook books she found in her room, oddly enough addressed to her!

She's apparently trying to read them, but keeps looking up every time someone enters or a ghost drifts past.]


[[ooc: Open post, feel free to hop in~]]
[identity profile] blinkandyoumiss.livejournal.com
[oh hay Bart's finally waking up (in the clinic, with an impressively bruised right leg and another impressive bruise on his head)]










...What the hell?

[WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING BACK HERE D:]
[identity profile] sofaultless.livejournal.com
There's a movie theatre on the seventh floor. It's past a door and a rather bizarre arrangement of staircases. Has this been here since New Years, or have I just been too busy to notice?

Even so... it is rather entertaining.
[identity profile] thirdchildren.livejournal.com
[House Filter]

[after wandering the woods alone in an attempt to find the house (omg scary DX) he finally stares up at the. . . gigantic. . . gorgeous thing in awe o_o then he goes about trying to find the door! eventually having done so, he knocks on it as loud as possible so that she might hear him where ever she is in the house ^_^ ho hum~]

035

Jan. 3rd, 2009 09:23 pm
[identity profile] obstinateness.livejournal.com
[ Rose is outside, tinkering with her car. Nothing is wrong with it, but what else is there to do nowadays.]




[ ooc: OPEN POST. Seriously, come bother her.]
[identity profile] neverabandon.livejournal.com
[!!! A sound of alarm, and then some shuffling as he moves around, trying to figure out where he is/why he's suddenly here]

Uhh, this is--

...Doa? Where'd you go? R-Rin-san?

034

Jan. 3rd, 2009 09:48 pm
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[personal profile] shirtless
[It was pointless to try but after phasing, Jake sat in the middle of his room, eyes closed. He concentrated as best as he could, but all he could hear was his own voice and silence. Leah must have come from a time before their small pack was formed, and thus she was still under Sam's leadership. And Jacob, well, he was on his own, wasn't he? There would be no pack speaking here. At least, not with Jake.

Frustrated, he lowered his head and placed his paws over his nose. He stayed there for a while.]


[Later; filtered to Sam and Leah]

We need to have a meeting. Now.
[identity profile] stillmade-adeal.livejournal.com
[Where has Mary been you might wonder? She's mostly been staying in John's room. For reasons that I'm sure anyone could guess. She checks on Dean, and more recently she's heard rumor that her other son is here as well once more. Mary's looking to bring the rumor from that status and get him to be a bit more social]

So I know Dean and John haven't given me more than an hour or so on my own in this place, but I thought at the very least I'd be able to find my other son the moment he got wind that his mother was here. Anyone seen him? Tall, tends to take on too much for his own good? Bit too much like his father in that respect I guess, answers to the name of Sam?

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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