Jan. 16th, 2010

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[identity profile] tehoniongirl.livejournal.com
[Jilly is sitting in a puddle on the lobby floor in front of "her" couch. Water and bits of melting snow drip from her hair and her clothes. Her arms are tucked inside her soaked sweatshirt and she's looking somewhat miserable and pathetic, shivering there. And it's just a little possible the journal is picking up the sound of her teeth chattering. She is cold; she is wet; and she's not really sure what she's going to do about it.]

[ooc: Open post! Jilly is still stubbornly refusing to accept gifts from the castle. Feel free to ask her what's going on or help her out, if you feel so inclined]
[identity profile] drugged-chai.livejournal.com
[Mohinder has been worrying about Molly for the last few days, he's currently sat in the library surrounded by books.

He supposes it couldn't hurt to find out about the kind of powers here.

Whether they could be of any help if the worst came to the worst and if it didn't, well the information could only be of benefit for his research.]




This castle is fascinating, I've never seen so many people with abilities in one place.

Well, there was once where it was close but that had been under less than pleasant circumstances.


Inhabitants of Paradisa, those with abilities at least. I was wondering if perhaps you would be kind enough to speak to me about your experiences. How your powers manifested? Your strengths and weaknesses if possible.

Feel free to tell me anything you're comfortable with.

Thank you.


ExpandMolly )
[identity profile] save-the-souls.livejournal.com
[City Filter]

[You know what's bad? Searching the city for several cold nights for a monster that you don't know what it looks like or anything about it beyond it leaves mauled victims behind. Even more so when you all you can find of it are the bodies that get left behind]

[When when Allen comes across yet another horribly mauled body in the street just a bit away from the restaurant district, he's not too happy about it. Rather he's staring down at in, disgusted by the scene]


God, not another one...

[OOC: Open to anyone who would likely be out and about in the city late at night. ]
[identity profile] kinky-stopwatch.livejournal.com
[Ianto has just finished cleaning out Myfanwy's eyrie and is now walking across the grounds, back to the Castle from what appears to be the tourist office.]

To the new inhabitants of Paradisa, I hope the maps proved useful for you all? I'm sorry if I missed anyone.

[Have another map drawn out on the page for those he's accidentally skipped]

I was curious, are there any coffee connoisseurs that have arrived at all?


[Filtered from Del]

Oh if anyone sees a young girl called Del could you keep an eye on her? She's decided to go off for a bit but she's only a girl really. You don't need to do anything, just let me know sure she's okay. Thank you.

[/Filtered from Del]
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[personal profile] mystoryidontshare
Who: Clark Kent [[livejournal.com profile] clarklike]and Lois Lane [[livejournal.com profile] mystoryidntshre]
What: Lois meeting Krypto
When: Jan. 15th
Where: Clark's Room
Rating: PG-13

ExpandThen I won't say a word. )
[identity profile] khaji-da.livejournal.com
ExpandPrivate )

I totally spaced on this. Sakaki, Kordy and her kittens are fine. And Deadpool, you can pick one up in a couple of weeks if you still want one.



[Tapes this picture in the journal]
[identity profile] berefts.livejournal.com
[this fine Saturday afternoon finds Yaya in the ballroom, standing with her journal held in front of her like a choir book. Why? Because while apparently she can only laugh in monotone, she can sing rather well. EVEN IF IT'S ONLY THE ALPHABET]

♪A, B, C, D,♬

...F, G, H, I,♩

♪J, K....


Hmm.


[[ooc; she's learning the alphabet song~ Hassan's teaching her to read ;3;]]

♩ 002

Jan. 16th, 2010 12:44 pm
[identity profile] marionttepurple.livejournal.com
[Carl was feeling a bit restless because staking out near Ragna's door is boring, and he was a bit curious about this place himself. He needs to know his environment, after all.]

Wow, this place is huge...it would be easy to get lost here. Don't worry Sis, I remember where our room is. Where should we go next, Sis?

...

The man said the kitchen was on the first floor, didn't he? Yeah, let's check out the kitchen.


[
Open post! He's wandering the hallways and floors while chatting to his sister that is following him. His eventual destination is the kitchen but feel free to bother him while he's exploring.

...Did we mention that his sister is
this?]

III

Jan. 16th, 2010 12:47 pm
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[personal profile] shotapope
[Written delicately in stylized and practiced cursive. If it weren't for the pauses it could be considered quite elegant, but the writer seems unsure, and it reflects in the flow of their pen.]

Though I have only been here a few days, I have already met so many amazing people. People from my own world, some of which I have yet to meet in my own time, and others from foreign and strange worlds. So far, I am glad I found myself here. There are things I can do here, that I never thought I would be able to....

[He starts to write much smaller, though it's not impossible to read.]

I think I might avoid the kitchen and dining room when others are using them though.

[Though the words are directed mostly to himself, he hasn't made them private. It probably just didn't occur to him.]
[identity profile] junescutie.livejournal.com
[Nanako woke up pretty early this morning, and quickly seeking the presence of other people, she went to the most often visited room in the castle, the kitchen. Grabbing her favorite step-stool, she puts a pot of water on the stove, and sets it to boil. She slowly makes her way back to the journal, and stares at it, swinging her legs. She opens the journal and asks very tentatively]

Um.... does anyone here know what- heaven looks like? Or, what it's supposed to look like.

[if you come to the kitchen, you'll see a very sleepy looking girl looking very pensive. Her hair is a bit messy, and she has two pink ribbons next to the journal, but her hair is down. She didn't have time to ask Chie to do it this morning, she was afraid she'd be asleep :3 and yes, open post is open :P]
[identity profile] not-theman-iwas.livejournal.com
[The Doctor's been in the library for the past few hours with a stack of books, because obviously catching up on your multiversal reading is for the cool kids. After finally, FINALLY deciding she's been there long enough, she makes a motion to get up, and...

Hmm.

Attempts to rub some feeling back into her legs are... unhelpful, which leads her to the conclusion that this is more than a simple matter of legs fallen asleep.]


Bugger. These... temporary Losses - on the whole, how long is it they last?


{OOC: 'sup. Loss start.}
[identity profile] adventuring.livejournal.com
I'll have been here a year on Monday.

[ A pause, as Claire runs a fork through her scrambled eggs. ]

How weird... I remember when I first got here, this place seemed like a big joke. But, [ a laugh. ] here I am, a year later. Time flies by when the castle is calm and isn't throwing us a curve ball.

[ Another pause, only this one is much more longer as Claire reflects on the past year. The sound of her fork hitting the plate is heard, and then finally her voice comes across once again. ]

How many of you guys would brand me crazy if I said I liked ketchup on my scrambled eggs?

[ OOC: Claire is in the kitchen while speaking into her journal. Feel free to eavesdrop and bug her. ]
[identity profile] 1redeye.livejournal.com
[After a whole day of exploring the castle and outside grounds Ragna has returned to his room completely bushed.]

This is a pretty big damn castle...

[Sound of Ragna flopping onto his bed]

So to recap. Az it was nice meeting you and my coat is dry now, thanks. Sora and... uh... guy with glasses who showed me to kitchen, thanks for showing me the kitchen I badly needed some food. Lucian, i think your name was, thanks for the intro to the place. To bad I don't remember ever being here before, otherwise I might have been in a better mood.

Jin, I tried looking for you and never found you. Frankly, I don't care anymore about whatever you have to say cuz you're too damn hard to track down. And whoever that guy was with the autographed pictures... Stay the hell away from me.

Now I need some rest...

[Come annoy Ragna and make him ornary from lack of sleep!]
[identity profile] reddinofiremon.livejournal.com
[there is a giant pencil scribble on the page. Then dictated;]

Talking's lots easier than writing.

001.

Jan. 16th, 2010 06:00 pm
[identity profile] fiyapowaa.livejournal.com
[You know what sucks? When three seconds ago you were flying off to you off-and-on-...? To join the Outsiders, and the next thing you know you're here. In this magical castle. Of not so much hope and wonder.

Needless to say, she's slipping into a battle-ready stance, fists glowing ominously. Not that anyone can see her when she's alone in her room.]


X'Hal! What is this?!
[identity profile] thosethatrun.livejournal.com
[ Today finds Ten in the lobby of the castle. With his specs on. Complete with little accouterments. And if the way his hands are positioned, it looks as if he's trying to find a spot to place something. ]

Maybe...? No, no. Not there. A-HA. There! Perfect!

[ He's had the idea brewing in his head for a while now, but he's finally decided to put it in action.

After all, every place like this needs a little shop. ]
[identity profile] thirteenth.livejournal.com
[It had all happened so fast, a blur of movement and then nothingness. The agony as his shoulder was crushed had faded almost immediately with the lance through his chest - by the time he had hit the wall, he had been utterly unconscious.

Lucky he was a Shinigami, and they were distinctly harder to kill than normal humans, or he'd be waking up two weeks from then.

Bandages covered his entire torso, protecting the forty odd stitches he had been given on his chest and back. His collarbone smashed and that arm strapped securely to his side to stop him from moving it and damaging himself further.

Opening his eyes, he reached for the journal with his good arm, immediately dictating a hurried entry. Despite his worry he kept his voice casual, knowing broadcasting the fight and what happened may not be the wisest course of action.]


This is Ukitake Jyuushiro, there was an... incident on the fourth floor recently, would somebody please be able to tell me if everyone was alright?


[ooc: Open to all, either over the journals or at the clinic.]
[identity profile] android-hell.livejournal.com
Justin Russo. Has progress been made? I am anxious to explore.

[And yes, GLaDOS doesn't understand how filters work.]

[ooc: And yes, I don't understand how to make filters.]
[identity profile] alyingsmile.livejournal.com
Ahh... That hurts.

[Creak - creak - POP. CRACK. A light hiss of pain.]

Well, I certainly wasn't expecting that. [Creak. A wet squealch.] You really are getting lazy on me, aren't you Isaak? An improvement... but not nearly as dramatic as your advancements in the past.

Oh... What's this? Did you follow me, little book? You shouldn't do that~! You've caused me nothing but trouble.

[He clears his throat, that awful grinding-popping sound starts, then abruptly stops after a soft, almost disarming 'owwie'.] There we go! Ah! Could someone please tell me more about this place?
[identity profile] dormoused.livejournal.com
[ because it's high time for vincent to get out and about again, he has escaped the castle (irritated by a certain retarded rabbit getting in his way, and a certain brother pretending he's such a nice guy) and is now in a .. shop that sells flowers. usually vincent + flowers is bad news but who knows what he's doing there, eh? the first thing he takes note of is the lack of black roses. ]

Ahh, which ones are good, I wonder...?

[ clearly you must run into him :) ]
[identity profile] videres.livejournal.com
[ she wakes with a mixture of a choked yell and a gasp, another dream. she watched him die again, it was so fast he was torn apart, there was so much blood. killed by a large creature, black, like a cat with wings.

still partly caught in her dream, Morgana covers her mouth with her hand trying to muffle sobs. she isn't sure if it because of Arthur's current view of her or because she saw him die again, either way it takes her a moment to try and calm herself down.

it is only when the Ninetails she had adopted while the castle was being torn down nudges her with its nose that she snaps out of it, suddenly very aware that she is very much alone in the room ]


It is alright, I'm sorry. [ another nudge and she smiles faintly, petting it gently. and then she remembers, Arthur wasn't the only one in her dream ]


ExpandAllen )
[identity profile] heliotroping.livejournal.com
[On the outdoor stage, Django is making small repairs all over the place. Replacing floorboards, cleaning the snow off the roof and stage, anything you name it. He pauses every once in a while to warm his hands up. He has his journal nearby, so the sound of a hammer pounding can be heard every so often.]

I should have made sure I did this earlier...

[He bites his lip. Part of the stage has holes from the earlier castle destruction. He grabs his journal and makes a quick checklist]

floorboard - 30%
roof
paint (remember to do in spring)

005

Jan. 16th, 2010 11:13 pm
[identity profile] gunblade-heart.livejournal.com
Having Sora here is good. I'm sure Riku is happy that he's finally here. I really can only imagine how upset it must make them to be without her again. Cloud, have you seen him yet?


I guess I'm getting bored without work. I should just go out and train my abilities to keep busy. Seeing Sora running around again with his usual energy always ends up sparking something. I have yet to figure out if that is a good something or a bad something.
[identity profile] evilhandissue.livejournal.com
[in his explorations around the castle, and especially with Ianto's helpful map, Lindsey was quick on learning where things were. Especially things that he wanted were. The fact that his floor also had the first floor of the library on it pleased him because if he was trapped in a castle with nothing really to do, at least he could relax in the library and catch up on some reading.]

[of course, there are three floors of books and he just keeps looking up and around, almost lost but there's a hint in his eyes like he's a little boy in the center of a candy store]


... now what am I going to read first?

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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