Feb. 5th, 2010

[identity profile] lovablex5rogue.livejournal.com
[He'd had quite a bit of fun just going around the place. Getting things off his chest. That sort of thing. It felt good. But soon enough he found him back down in Lux and back on the piano. His journal was laying open on top of the piano not that he was really paying attention to the thing. Right at the moment anyone near their open journal would hear classical music filtering through ]
[identity profile] thirteenth.livejournal.com
[The twins had the journal open as the three of them walked, amusing themselves by reading older entries, leaving Ukitake free to open up the shop for the day.

But when he opened the door...

The journal may record the faint crunch of glass, one of his display cabinets wrecked on the ground. In fact, the entire store looked as though a bomb had hit it. All the candy was missing from the shelves and, on closer inspection, so was most of the cooking equipment and all the monetary earnings.]


Master? What--

--has happened here?


Aa... I think we've been robbed...



[ooc: Thief King Bakura robbed the store. Damn him. Open post is very open, at the store or over the journals. Last post in a while, promise.]
[identity profile] rank1killer.livejournal.com
So that's it, huh? Three fucking years later, half the people I could give a rat's ass about are all gone. Just like that. Real nice Castle Wonderfuck. Real nice.

Reno? Ryoki? You guys own the bar now. If I ever want it back, I'll let you know. Quite frankly, I don't even want to know I made that place happen here. And protip? This is where you shut the hell up and just nod. I don't want no shounen hero heart to heart talks.

The rest of you? I'm filling you in right now, so shut up and listen. I'm gonna go fuck Paradisa's Ma Nature up with a goddamn oak tree. Stop me at your own peril, I DARE you idiots. Just remember that I warned you bastards.

►3

Feb. 5th, 2010 02:02 am
[identity profile] aequalitatem.livejournal.com
[ 'eeyyy, jesus doctor is for once not in the clinic. he is sitting in the kitchen with a plate of food that has barely been touched as he so often leaves it. tenma discovered that johan is no longer in the castle and as usual he feels conflicted about it. on the one hand, thank god. on the other, it means he's back in their world, perhaps even back in ruhenheim, and he doesn't want to think about what that means.

his journal is also open beside him and he's paging through it quietly. ]


It was the right thing.





[ooc: open post :> aaand apologies for slowness on tags and things, my internet connection is rly, rly bad. it's behaving right now though so 8D /takes advantage of ]
[identity profile] mouthiness.livejournal.com
ExpandPrivate/Room Filter )

ExpandDelirium )

[Away from Delirium]

So how many people has Del messed with so far? As much as I like the kid, is anyone trying to actually stop her?


[Edited in later]

ExpandShortpack )
[identity profile] perfectlikeme.livejournal.com
[Rouge has been a busy lady as of late; but instead of stalking the town, she's on the hunt for a certain something. Of course, she knows when to take her breaks, and during a quick stop at the kitchen, she dictates...]

Hey, I'm just curious, but... has anyone ever gotten their entry loss back here?

It'd be nice to have my body back to normal, really. This one can be such a pain~

[faint munching. om nom fruit]
[identity profile] advisortype.livejournal.com
[He's in the recroom (as per usual), this time with a book on world holidays in hand.]

Valentine's Day is coming. This seems very dangerous. Would chaining myself to my bed and barricading the door for that 24 hour period would be a good idea?
[identity profile] solidarism.livejournal.com
ExpandPrivate )

ExpandYotsuba )

[ shortly after dawn, Casca opted to find a clear spot in the courtyard to practice a few simplistic maneuvers with her sword. it had been a long time since she had a reason to hold one, but she hasn't lost her edge. each step is fluid and precise, despite having no opponent to clash swords with.

but, truth be told, she's dwelling on several things. the fact that the week is nearly up, that she has a son, that Judeau return home, whether her decisions up until this point have been the right ones. as the training exercise continued, she found herself picturing a worthwhile foe - the innocent and noble face of her savior.

that's right, every time she lashed out with her sword, she was picturing Griffith's face. was he satisfied? the slaughter of the Hawks, was he able to sleep knowing he condemned those who loved him the most? gritting her teeth, she crouches down and drives the sword into the snow, resting her forehead against the hilt ]


You bastard.

Did we really mean so little to you?

?28

Feb. 5th, 2010 09:26 am
[identity profile] zone-of-truth.livejournal.com
[Sweets wakes up in this particular scenario, hoping for no dog and, if anything no other animals bigger than himself who might eat him. One heart attack is enough for the week. As he settled down into the blankets a bit, he'll peck at the leg next to him -- gently, of course -- and try to see if he can rouse the person next to him with a bit of light quacking]
[identity profile] balancethebooks.livejournal.com
[after the afternoon he had, Timothy decided that wagon be damned, it was time for a drink. he'd only had two since he'd arrived, and both had been in the same place. and as strange as it was, they had damn fine wine.

so, he bundled up in his coat and made his way down to Caritas, quietly shuffling in through the patrons to take a seat at the bar and wait for Lorne to come and give him a nice, decent recommendation. he might have been green, and a demon, and thus a bit different from what he was used to, but he knew his wine, and he knew how to listen, which ... surprisingly, still made him a hell of a bar owner. maybe once he got past how unsettling the afternoon had been, he could get back to concentrating on the project he had pending...]



((ooc: open! especially to certain green velvet fogs and supervillains in goggles. you know who you are.))
[identity profile] twogirlsonetuck.livejournal.com
[York]

Beacon time, dude. I'm outta here.

[/York]

[flipping noises...] ... Fuck, I missed a beach party! Crazy bitch or not, that woulda been worth it if chicks half as hot as her were there. Are there any chicks around here whose idea of a good time isn't ripping a guy's balls off? Speaking of which... Sister, get the beer pong kit, we're barhopping as soon as I get out of this maze.
[identity profile] protagonist-ish.livejournal.com
[Firo is standing in the middle of the lobby just looking around at the comings and goings. He sits himself down on a bench and begins to think out loud. His journal is in his jacket pocket, magically inserting itself there. Firo is still unsure of where he is and what the journal is.]

Huh? So this is just one big giant castle of some kind... Guess dat means I'm not in New York anymore. Wonder where on earth dis is exactly? Hmm... I still haven't found Ennis, Maiza, Luck, Keith, or Berga. Makes a guy start to feel kinda lowly.


(ooc: SO OPEN!!! Firo is looking for a pat on the back here people. He could really use a friend. Poor guy...)

three

Feb. 5th, 2010 01:31 pm
[identity profile] disillusory.livejournal.com
[... dictated] Is incessant complaining a common practice among yourselves? If you believe this castle is unjust in taking away your peers, I hesitate to consider your position on life itself. Take your dues or move on; otherwise, hold your peace until you consider the futility of your whining.

006

Feb. 5th, 2010 01:45 pm
[identity profile] gunblade-heart.livejournal.com
I've been patient but I'm not letting this go again.


Where are you Cloud? Sora, have you seen him?



[Leon is walking down the halls of the castle. He's not even really concerned if anyone else has seen him, just the fact he hasn't. The brunet will be walking fast for him, but still quite moderately if anyone wants to walk into him]
[identity profile] ninjasinspace.livejournal.com
[After chatting with Arthur, River finally wandered inwards. So now she's curled up on the couch, legs drawn in, starting to warm up, finally. And drawing loops in her notebook - expanding outward from a midpoint, not perfect circles but not overlapping lines, either. The pen gets pushed into the paper a little deeper each time - at this rate she'll probably tear through the page in a minute.]
[identity profile] call-me-hatter.livejournal.com
[Back in Wonderland, the fact that Hatter had spent his whole life in the city meant he knew it like the back of his hand. It was also something he took pride in, and it had definitely made things easier on more than one occasion.

Of course, that's not the case here, when he's fairly new to the Castle. He's been trying to learn the layout, but it's still taking some work, and he's still getting turned around more often than he would like.

Which is why he's out wandering the halls, now, trying to further solidify his mental map of the place. He's also trying to look casual about what he's doing - and most of the time, he just ends up looking lost.

Yeah, this is going to take a while.]


[open post is open! Feel free to run across him wherever you'd like.]

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Feb. 5th, 2010 03:50 pm
whatialways_do: ([max] skeptical)
[personal profile] whatialways_do
[Max is up on the roof, just hanging out. She's sitting on the very edge of the thing, letting one leg dangle over the side, with the other pulled up to her chest and the journal open in front of her, just in case she's needed for something. She's pretty quiet otherwise though, just enjoying being high up.

The thing about heights is that it makes her brain slow down a bit. Allows her to process things closer to the way a human would, which does make it easier for a brain that's usually going a mile a minute. And given the new information about the castle that she'd gotten from Travis yesterday, she's just trying to get a handle on this place.

Some things go easier than others.]




[Mostly for Del, but still relatively open. Come bug her if you wanna.]
[identity profile] recoveryone.livejournal.com
I trust we've still got a resident expert in castle stupidity, right?

Can someone please explain to me how my journal managed to get up into my room's light fixture?
[identity profile] milanobutterfly.livejournal.com
[If you're outside or even just gazing out the window, you will notice a woman with beautiful blond hair, dressed in scarlet falling from the sky. Unlike others that have arrived this way, she isn't screaming or panicking, leading you to believe she's unconscious.]


[ooc; Tres is going to catch her~! <3 Feel free to notice her falling or be around the area she is in?]
[identity profile] deceivingbrat.livejournal.com
[ dictated ]

Awaaaah, 9 more days! How exciting.~ I can't wait! [ a pause that then turns into him speaking his thoughts a loud. ] I know Alice is fond of meat, but it's not Valentine's Day tradition to give a girl meat-- rather you give her chocolates and flowers. Haha, but if she'd prefer meat, I guess I'll have no choice but to ask Gil to cook it since, um, getting me to cook it would end in disaster and Gil having a heart attack!

Can't forget Little Echo! Or Colette or Hiyoki. Eheh, I'm going to be one busy guy this month! [ there's a bit of silence as if he's hesitating to say something and, although nobody could see, his smile had faltered at the thought of the person he was thinking about. ] ...Mhm, I'll get Diva something as well. [ and his voice returns back to hyper-like and excited in the flick of a switch ]

This is going to be s~o fun! ♥


[ ooc | fff, so considering that Pandora Hearts is set in pre-victorian times (so we assume.) I wasn't sure if they'd know of Valentine's Day |D So, I did some research and it appears the first year it appeared was in 1382 which was waaay before pre-victorian era. I'm not one hundred percent certain but I'm going to go with it and say that Oz knows/has heard of it. ]
yeahihidmypants: (n} totally normal by now)
[personal profile] yeahihidmypants
For those keeping score, the official count today is, Oliver Queen - Zero.

[dramatic pause is dramatic]

The castle - all my shirts still.

In more enlightening news, I'm actually used to it by now.

Musings

Feb. 5th, 2010 05:46 pm
[identity profile] ambitious-woman.livejournal.com
[Today Reinette is curled into a chair in the library, the smallest hint of informality that suggests the span of her time here. Her journal is swiftly becoming a collection of not only ideas and musings, but flowers collected from the grounds, sketches and letters that will never be posted]

There are a great many new faces that come still, day after day. I trust that everyone is beginning to feel somewhat settled? How is everyone else?
[identity profile] its-worthdoing.livejournal.com
[It's occurring to Willow that there is a very real chance she is going to not only be involved in a party, but something called the planning of it. These are not two words she is used to living in the same sentence. In fact, the usually have restraint orders on the other....

Time for practice]


So.


How is everyone?

006 ✿

Feb. 5th, 2010 05:54 pm
[identity profile] maims.livejournal.com
[ transcribed in bubbled cursive. there are light smears of dirt on the journal, and it smells earthy; someone's been working with soil. ]

Expanduseful notes for valentine's day? )

The castle has been very generous to me; all these pots, and seeds... The air's been warmer this week than just last, too. Soon there will be flowers outdoors. I don't think it would be possible to grow most of these before February 14th, but I suppose someone could always wish for them, if they needed to? I find plants often speak louder than words.

002

Feb. 5th, 2010 07:38 pm
[identity profile] mapplease.livejournal.com
[Has knocked on your door.

Yes, YOUR door.

Any character you want, he's going around the Castle like the idiot he is]


Is this where that summer party is!? This is the season room, right?
[identity profile] heliotroping.livejournal.com
[The journal is dropped open on a desk as feet travel across the floorboards and up a small set of stairs. Django's voice is faintly recorded]

Am I really that scrawny looking? The boss looked a little too surprised that I could even lift the hammer...

un.

Feb. 5th, 2010 08:07 pm
[identity profile] kinetictheft.livejournal.com
[ Just wouldn't be right if Gambit didn't make an entrance. So instead of waking up nice and cozy in one of the fancy Paradisa rooms, he comes crashing into the lobby after one hell of a punch,  taking a couch and a table and probably several other things right with him.

There's a loud crash and then silence as he lies there for a bit, fighting between consciousness and sleep. And then he sits up, pushing the couch off himself while he's at it. Blood is dribbling out of his mouth and down his chin ]
Alright....

[ looking around. Yeaaah. This definitely isn't anything like Mutant City. ] Guess I got hit a little harder'n I thought. I t'ink I'm seein' things I'm not supposed to.

[ and he falls back again for the moment, though he is very much conscious. just...hoping this all goes away very soon. ]
[identity profile] sweeeetdee.livejournal.com
Am I high again or just really drunk?

[sees a book and flips through it] More importantly, am I supposed to read this thing or something? It looks like a goofluper Satan book-thing.....did I just say goofluper? What the hoo, man? This fuuwah book is Satan-ized and long and I'm not-...okay WHAT is wrong with my words?!

[pauses]

.....if those homos put acid in my beer again, I'm going to kill them.

first prowl

Feb. 5th, 2010 08:43 pm
[identity profile] someissues.livejournal.com
[dictated]

This is Huntress. Oracle, do you read?

[A beat of silence.]

... Oracle, this is Huntress. Come on, don't tell me you fell asleep at the terminal, do you read me? We've got a bit of a problem here.

[A disgusted sigh.] Oh, no signal at all, huh? This is great. Just. Great. Signal jammers or did it just break on me? Oracle's going to flip.

Damnit. I could have sworn I'd just gotten back from a patrol. The door was right in front of me! When did they even have time to-

... What's this book doing here?
[identity profile] onlyanapple.livejournal.com
Hello boy, girls and various others.

I feel it is my duty to inform you of certain current events you may or may not wish to take advantage of. A resident is on a truth telling loss. His name rhymes with...

Oh stuff it, it’s Apollo. Have fun.

:087

Feb. 5th, 2010 09:12 pm
[identity profile] devilmarked.livejournal.com
ExpandIno )

...

Asuka, your fucking penguin stole my beer again! Again! I'm this fucking close to skinning that little bastard!
[identity profile] ifiturnshootme.livejournal.com
[He doesn't really carry the journal everywhere with him. It just happens to be with him at the present moment. He's down in the kitchen sitting at the table with a sandwich and a beer (both seem barely touched). There might be this whole lost in thought look and a few names appearing on the journal's page. 'Sarge', 'Destroyer', 'Duke', 'Portman', 'Goat', 'Mac', 'The Kid' and then the most important name of all gets scrawled onto the paper 'Samantha Grimm'. He's forgotten that others can read what he's writing. But that's not what's on his mind at the moment. His sister is.]
[identity profile] charmandsmiles.livejournal.com
Thought you all ought to know...Del's influence seems to have worn off! Least for me, anyway. No more smells I'm not supposed to be smelling, that sort of thing. Hope the same goes for everyone else, but considering it's Delirium...I've got the feeling the recovery rate might be random.


ExpandCompanions and Friends )


ExpandThe Joker )
[identity profile] thekingofthelab.livejournal.com
ExpandFiltered from Beth )

[Whether they can or can't, Zack is chilling a little ways away from the Wildkat with the kitten Hodgins gave him for Christmas, securely kept in a cat carrier. His research shows this is one of Beth's favorite hangout spots :(]

((OOC. Anyone's welcome to come across him though :3 Please, bug the strange man walking around outside with a poor, traumatized looking animal in a crate XD ahaha))

☽ 001

Feb. 5th, 2010 10:33 pm
[identity profile] lunarlocks.livejournal.com
...What?! 

Kidnapped?! I bet it's Black Phantom's fault again...

Mode, where are we?

I don't know! The EM waves here aren't very strong though...I don't think I can retain my form very long.


I see. You should hurry up and get back in the Hunter VG then.

...Hoshikawa-kun...?

[a wild Luna appeared! the green text is Mode, her Wizard/EM/radio wave...being...thing. I'm not sure if she would be able to sustain her form long here because of lack of radiowaves? halp me out here]

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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