Dec. 4th, 2009

[identity profile] watsupbitches.livejournal.com
[Mac kidnapped a shit ton of animals last night, and he's been out and about all day trying to create a natural habitat for each of them by collecting sticks, rocks and dirt. He'd only gotten puppy chow for them so far, but he figured if any of the bigger animals thought they were too badass for puppy chow they could just eat one of the other animals or something.

Then that's animal on animal abuse and, well, that's just nature. Or that's the way Mac saw it at least.

Anyway, he's stupid and left a trail of grass and dirt to his room. Does someone want to find these animals? Mac's not home right now but the door's unlocked. He'll be back in the morning with his natural habitat stuff.]

Next...

Dec. 4th, 2009 12:40 am
[identity profile] its-worthdoing.livejournal.com
This place has completely redefined my parameters for the words 'not' and 'normal'. Every time I think I might be beginning to understand it, stuff like this happens. And I've met myself as a vampire from an alternate dimension.

...she liked corsets. And leather. And I think she hit on me. It was all very strange.

[Billy]

Would you maybe still be interested in our date? From the auction, I mean?
[identity profile] fired-once.livejournal.com
[filtered to the Peace Patrol and superheroes;]

Hey guys, just thought you'd like a heads up.

There's a jailbreak in progress.

So yeah, backup would be nice.
[identity profile] dutyandpride.livejournal.com
I require to speak to Esther.

My apologies that a full name was not provided, it is regarding your charge.

[This is being dictated from where he is stood with Abel Nightroad, in the snow.]

.003

Dec. 4th, 2009 08:15 am
[identity profile] dryrots.livejournal.com
Expandprivate )

ExpandRhode )


I hope the animals that stupid thief stole turn on him or her. It should be punishment enough for not having a brain.

theft:39

Dec. 4th, 2009 09:15 am
[identity profile] hyper-thief.livejournal.com
Wow! Did you guys see those deer! They're so cuuuute!!!
[identity profile] finesse-bottom.livejournal.com
Who: Anya & Donna (plus an assortment of anyone else!)
What: Drinks, Darts, Pool & Fun!
When: Friday Night
Where: Caritas Bar
Rating: IDK my BFF ??




ExpandTalking along with the frosty haired girl at the bar... )

66.0

Dec. 4th, 2009 02:36 pm
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[personal profile] encryptedlock
[For the past few days, there's been that delicious baking-cookie smell coming out of the kitchen, but today it's rather overwhelmingly the scent of one specific cookie: gingerbread. Slabs of gingerbread for making a huge gingerbread house are around and being set up into a mansion - for someone eight inches tall.

Said little guy, the hologram, is inspecting it and offering suggestions.
]

This wall needs more support, as it is a load-bearing wall.

Right. You think candy canes, or just licorice with extra icing?

Both, alternating.

Right. [And York selects the proper ingredients from a table dedicated solely to bits of candy and squeeze tubes of different colors of icing - you have to be prepared!

There are also a few trays of plain gingerbread men if anyone wants to decorate something they can actually eat without getting yelled at, and a few hunks of gingerbread with a triple-ginger dipping sauce for the lazy.

Come on in! Help him decorate, eat some cookies, or just watch a grown man act like a little kid. Just don't mess up the parts that are already finished or you risk getting your face dunked in icing - which is not actually as fun as it sounds.
]

// seven //

Dec. 4th, 2009 03:00 pm
[identity profile] notmachoish.livejournal.com
[Filter: South]

Your project is starting to come along, if you'd like to take a look. [/filter]

[Komui is sitting in the library, the table he's occupied covered with books and papers, along with a half-empty coffee cup which looks like it's seen some heavy use the past 24 hours. he stops reading whatever text is in his hands, placing it down on the table before removing his glasses and rubbing his eyes. the things he does for Allen Walker...

...clearly you should come bug him.
]

[ooc: open post is open!]

Episode 2!

Dec. 4th, 2009 05:15 pm
[identity profile] freelovepenguin.livejournal.com
[dictated, very..loudly.]

It's the holiday, right?

Which means there should be a party, right?!

We should have one! With costumes! It'd be tons of fun!

WHO'S WITH ME!?
[identity profile] metaknightly.livejournal.com
[this is mostly muttered to himself, but pick up the background noises too]

Not only are these wings too small flight now, I can't find the rest of the mask. At least Galaxia is still by my side. [sigh~]
[identity profile] flowersandsake.livejournal.com
[Rustle rustle. A shuffling of bedsheets as someone shifts about. A grunt and a series of murrs as the rustling turns into a thrashing more equivalent with a battle with the covers and-- KERTHUNK.

...

...

Rustle rustle. Shuffle shuffle
drag shuffle and a murmured little something that may or may not have been an obscenity which is drowned out by a further rustling of sheets.]

...Yare yare. And I didn't even drink last night.

[Nonetheless, there's a certain seriousness to the Captain's tone, and no sooner has he disentangled himself from those troublesome sheets than his arduous search around the room for any sign of his zanpakutou begins. Strange room + jumbled reiatsu does not seem to him to equal a very promising, Aizen-free situation. Doesn't notice the open journal at first, or he might be a little more puzzled by the way it seems to be scribing out his every sound...]
[identity profile] merelyfragments.livejournal.com
[It's snowman tiiiiimmeee.

Also known as a certain noble is out trying to make something worthwhile out of the limited amount of white stuff on the ground.

Come join him or laugh at his funny old clothes and lack of gloves. ): This wishing deal still hasn't been explained to him.]


[OOC: OPEN OPEN OPEN. Though I may vanish for a little while, but I'll be back soon!]
[identity profile] thosethatrun.livejournal.com
[ Ten's been tapping his pen against the journal for about a minute now as he thinks of hoe he wants to word this. It's another half a minute before he scribbles something down. ]

There's something... different about the castle. I can't quite put my finger on it, but there's definitely something off.

ExpandDoctors (of the Gallifreyan sort) )
[identity profile] mysticalvender.livejournal.com
[For once, this is a written entry. Lorne is thinking things over]

Winter wonderland - Fake snow would be a slipping hazard. Don't want any broken legs.
Traditional - There's no way I can stoop to that level of un-trendy until I'm seventy.
They really like the reindeer - No. Just...no.

[A thoughtful hum, then the entry is dictated]

I'm seeing silver. And coils. Maybe a dab of gold. Watch this space, folks. I'm working on it.
[identity profile] sneakingly.livejournal.com
[The journal is laying open beside Parker. She's sitting criss-cross applesauce on the counter in the kitchen of Leverage HQ with a plate full of carrots. One might think that she's chewing awfully loud, talking in-between munches, goodness, where are her manners?

But if you listen closely, you can hear the distinct jingling of sleigh bells. Parker's not alone in the kitchen, and she's not the one eating those carrots.]


You reindeer sure eat a lot, don't you?


(ooc: Parker has officially adopted Comet. :3)
ino: (Cheerful.)
[personal profile] ino
[is in the kitchen, making ... a lot of food. like seriously, a lot. it smells awesome and looks like she's probably cooking for like, 10+ people. But actually it's just that Allen eats a lot! :') and she's just kinda humming some tune (probably a christmas song .... what, they're playing in all the shops) to herself, waiting for allen to get there 8D]

dictated

Dec. 4th, 2009 09:49 pm
[identity profile] jokerish.livejournal.com
[hey there, Paradisa; this voice might sound mighty familiar if you were here for the Dating Game fiasco.

you know it - it's the Joker, loud and clear as he dictates to the journal...
]

That's right, ladies and gentleman! Please, hold your applause - the Joker has made his glooorious return! Don't get too excited, Stupidman, Boy Blunder, and - of course - my dear, sweet Batsy.

Let's play a little game, shall we, Paradisa? It's a guessing game. I'll start you off, and you can go wild! Ready? Don't disappoint me, now!

Here we go, kiddies! What's black, has wings, and is going to be dead all over?

[a THWACK, like a dart hitting a dart board, and a muffled scream in the background]

I'll give you one hint. It starts with a B and ends with an atman.

[the Joker laughs maniacally as the woman's screaming continues for some time before the book slams shut.]

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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