AND WE'RE ALMOST THERE...

[paradisamods]

EXTREEEEEME

[You survived. You survived.

As the roller coaster cars roll into the stations and the harnesses pop up, all of you can get the hell off this rollercoaster. The Red Hot Chili Peppers are still stuck in your head (ROLLAHCOASTAH...... OF LUUUUUUUV.....) but otherwise, you feel okay. Maybe. A bit.

There's a bathroom to the left if you need to throw up.]




OOC: GO! HOME FREE! THIS IS THE LAST PLOT POST!

If you don't want to play out all of them, you can certainly assume that your character got across, but EXTREEEEEME people will play through every obstacle. Rangers can absolutely help each other, cheer each other on, laugh at each others' pain and so on!

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Case File 01

[gunneroffortune.livejournal.com]

[Waking up in a whole different place was a shock at first, but having been kidnapped before, she at least knew to remain calm about the whole situation. She spent a while looking around her room for clues, which luckily for her, wasn't too difficult. It was quite the crafty kidnapping, if nothing else. Though at least this time she didn't have her other self in a lab coat three sizes too large to put up with.

Pages of the journal are being turned idly as she flips through the pages and takes in the information written within it, before deciding to speak finally. Completely calm about it, no less.]

My, my, this was certainly a surprise. If I have my facts straight, then this is an alternate world known as Paradisa, and the castle itself is sentient... and the journal is the means of communication here. People from several different worlds have been brought here, and there is supposedly no exit from this place... am I correct in my assumptions?

I may have missed a few details while browsing through the journal, so if anyone would care to indulge me on any further information on this place, I would be most appreciative.

[Of course, she still has a hand on her gun. She's not about to let anything get the jump on her.]

(no subject)

[endlessmagic.livejournal.com]

[within the journals, these words are posted and nothing more--]

If you break me,
I do not stop working.
If you touch me,
I may be snared.
If you lose me,
Nothing will matter.
What am I?

( oo6 )

[assombris.livejournal.com]

[ backdated to after this ]

( room 719 filter )

Dream 003

[controlingfire.livejournal.com]

I don't understand why people would want to go into that building. And Matrim, you better not have gone in there.

[ After writing this she taps the writing utensil, thinking. Really. Come bother her. ]

[ooc; Trying to get a post in before I leave alfjdsl;fkjdsl]

I always feel like

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

Who: Lil' Slugger and Kuga Natsuki
What: Natsuki gets a very unwelcome guest at a very unwelcome time. (Shortly after, this follows)
When: after the Extreeeeeeeme plot
Where: room 614 (mostly)
Rating: PG-13


( somebody's watching me )

29 ... atrocious in orange

[brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com]

[Aaaaand yes. The Most Fun Days EVEH being over, 7 finds herself back on her Loss, waking up in the lobby in a new ridiculous dress. At least it's nearly been a week, so hopefully this is the last day.]

[She's sitting on the couch, bruised and sore, a little frustrated at the dress, but still rather calm and happy. Even the awfulness of the dress can't diminish how much fun that was, the courses and the coaster and everything.]

[Checking her journal, and leaving a dictated comment to everyone in general]

You know what? The castle could stand to do that sort of thing more often.

( Filtered to York )

( Filtered to Shortpack )

( Filtered to 6 )

[[ooc: Open post and journal! Last Awful Dress Day!]]

(no subject)

[fanfrickntastic.livejournal.com]

Who: Paul Smecker and Ianto Jones
What: Ianto's Birthday!
When: After 9 PM on the 19th.
Where: The roof, then their room
Rating: Are you kidding me? Any log of theirs ends up as R :P

( Let's have a party, there's a full moon in the sky... )

Episode 40

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

[Everything looks a lot bigger this morning. Peter can smell EVERYTHING. He wants to go look around but gets caught in string! The journal is helpfully open to capture his barking and whining as he tries to free himself]


[loss start and very open. Hi, Ortus Tower]

07 Puppies Played With (Meant to make this post forever ago, kept on forgetting, orz)

[daddyslilhero.livejournal.com]

[A very excited little girl is outside on the castle's lawn today, dictating to her journal. Her puppy, a very adorable golden retriever, lies on the grass next to her chewing on a special teeth-cleaning bone.]

I was on the moon! An' lotsa other people were there too an' then they weren't but I still was an' then I came back to the castle!

But I haven' seen my daddy since I got back! Did anyone else see'im?

(no subject)

[alyingsmile.livejournal.com]

Who: Faith Lehane, Caterina Sforza, Claire Bennet, Abel Nightroad, Cain Knightlord, Lilith Sahl, Seth Nightlord
What: The torture of Faith, Caterina, Claire and Lilith. The final fight between the twins. A resolution to the problems.
When: Afternoon on the 19th, an hour after this.
Where: Each person's room.
Rating: R
( dark and angsty lyrics )

xii

[alyingsmile.livejournal.com]

My epitaph is
"enemy of the world."
Beloved brethren, who dance,
be held in my arms...
until the day everything rots away,
until the day everything decays,
until the day everything is destroyed.

[a soft, dark chuckle.]

That is the future I want. What about you? What kind of future do you want, Paradisa?

:009

[devilmarked.livejournal.com]

( asuka )

[ so he had a party... with himself when he realized the monster in the basement is gone, but now dante is just chilling in one of the many rooms of zelman's mansion, using his white tiger as a pillow and staring at the journal ]

Wonder if any of those idiots got themselves eaten by something. [ yes he is stalking about the people who went into that... glass house, what clearly something of that size isn't filled with cute fluffy kittens

it is a clearly bored comment as he cracks open another can of beer and starts chugging it down, he is hoping by using lu as a pillow pen pen will stay away from his horde of beer ]

( ooc; idk man open to dem mansion peeps )

(no subject)

[ontheclockpro.livejournal.com]

[A couple hours after this, Reno had stopped by Faith's room to pick up something he left there when he found Faith badly beaten and unconscious. He managed to fix up part of the claw wounds with his healing so it's not as bad, but the broken arm and her face being smashed goes a bit beyond what he has the ability to fix.]

[So soon he'll be coming into the clinic and putting her on a bed. It's then that he opens the journal and bothers to dictate, and he does not sound happy]

We're gonna need a healer down in the clinic, so someone better move their friggin' asses down here!

And anyone mind telling me what they know about someone attacking Faith in her room? Hint, it looks like her side got mauled if that jogs any memories!

[OOC: I HOPE THIS IS OKAY. I'm pretty sure the Cain showdown is already plotted out and mods want to avoid having castle wide panic, so yeah no worries here :|b Some guy just got left out of the loop of drama.]

† 31st downfall [dictated]

[milanobutterfly.livejournal.com]

( Crowley )

[later on...]

( York )

► dois

[michikoooooo.livejournal.com]

( room filter )

heart to heart? fff

[certae.livejournal.com]

( room filter )

Sixty Forth Song

[mysticalvender.livejournal.com]

( Caritas employees )

( Friends )

(no subject)

[overninelives.livejournal.com]

( [Abel] )

_four_

[skullish.livejournal.com]

[Sera is outside in the castle grounds, perched in the upper branches of a big tree. She's not very inconspicuous, a little ghost-pale figure in black, just chilling amidst all that green.

Over the journals, there is a rhythmic sound. A pen tapping against the pages.

Then, in that spooky voice of hers ...] Castle ... mp3 player?

[Several minutes pass, and then some ( symbols are drawn on the page. Shortly after, there's a creepy intangible green glow around them. The glow seems to be ... moving. )

If a person were to touch the little triangle on the page, music plays. The square makes it stop. Come on, 20th/21st century people, you know how this works.

Anyone outside can peek up in the trees and see Sera somewhere up there, that same green glow surrounding the little object in her hand.]


[ooc. as always, super extra open! in person, over the journals, general wtf-ing at dat magic glow (or her taste in music), etc]

(no subject)

[stormscoming.livejournal.com]

[The journal has flipped open, revealing another new arrival! Black hair, pale skin, serious face with a stare that reads he's not quite seeing everything around him. A small 'tch' can be heard as he stands. Of course, this new arrival is a bit more bitter and crazy than most, something that can probably be seen when his eyes narrow in the direction of the book and his hands move to the weapons pouch.

As he goes to throw the weapon his hand fumbles, and the kunai falls to the ground uselessly. He looks a bit surprised before trying again with the same results. His face twists in anger.]

What the fuck?!

[His hand fly into seals and his hand raises, before fire explodes from his mouth.

Luckily for his poor defenseless journal, his chakra is low from his previous fight and his aim isn't as spot on as he would probably like. The fire catches a few blank pages and burns them quickly.


Castle residents, re-meet Uchiha Sasuke :'|]

(no subject)

[batfail.livejournal.com]

[Monsters, Tim's change of heart, Batman showing up... what a month. Steph's been walking on eggshells ever since the big Bat appeared. No mistakes. No screw ups.

No pulling a Stephanie Brown.

So far? Just as planned. She thinks she deserves a little break, and now is a good time as any to visit Rin and catch her up to speed and to tell her to keep her mouth shut about some things she may have told her.

Steph is on her way to the outpost on her bike, mind wandering...]

i've been here a time or two before

[devilmarked.livejournal.com]

Who: Zelman & Dante
What: Same old, same old. Punching and mind probing, among other things.
When: Right the fuck now.
Where: Zelman's Mansion, in the privacy of the study.
Rating: R; potty mouth, idk domestic violence, mind probing. This could go anywhere.

( cause i'm a stubborn fuck who keeps coming back even though i am shit out of luck )

♛ 2

[emit.livejournal.com]

[After the EXTREEEEEEME welcome Kallen had experienced, she now realizes it's a good idea to explore the castle while things are 'normal'. Taking her journal with her, she's making her way up and down the halls, idly reading the nameplates.

Eventually, she'll reach the first floor and all the marvels it holds. Anyone wanna serve as a tour guide or a quick conversation partner?]

[OOC: This post is open for business like Bad Girl.]

(no subject)

[kindnessing.livejournal.com]

( Frederica, or to whom it may concern. )

[someone's walkin' a walk outside their room... going down to someone's room to ask where he went during that crazy Insolitus business.]

[... oh.] Ah...

For anyone who knew him, Subaru Hoshikawa went home. [... thank god.]

Five Buttons

[explorationist.livejournal.com]

[For some reason, Coraline hasn't been feeling her best lately. Maybe she was getting homesick again...Or something.

That idea immediately gets thrown out of her mental window as she sniffles a bit. Wait. No way. No freaking way.] 

...You've got to be kidding me.

[And then she sneezes violently AWAY from the journal. Greeaaatt. Just freaking peachy. She's got a cold. And she knows EXACTLY who gave her that cold.]

Ughhh.

((ooc: Guess who caught Edward's cold?  :D))

three shots × personal experience?

[redemptare.livejournal.com]

[Written in perfect cursive handwriting, with a flourish that's more like a stab of the pen:] ... Despite knowing it could be certain danger, people tend to rush headlong into these kinds of situations. It's a human condition.

[The journal picks up the sounds of... crinkly things going into a bag-- supplies, maybe.]

05 - journal and action

[sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com]

[So, thanks to this, everybody gets to hear some crazy (embarrassing) shit go down.

As the journal falls to the floor, it'll pick up sounds of rummaging as well as the faint sound of a shower going on in the background. All is well and quiet until the somebody turns off the water and then you'll hear an extremely girly scream.]

Get the hell out before I shoot you! [well, if you didn't know who that scream belonged to, you'll know now. Unless you don't know Natsuki, so the point would be moot and I'll shut up now.

A few seconds of silence after that, gunshots ring out. And then:]

DURAN! [a wolf howl (wtf??) answers, immediately followed by a CRASH as walls come tumbling down]

[another shout, this one a bit panicky] Duran! No! Sit! Stay! [aaand the sounds of something breaking. great.]

[[ooc: OKAY, so the wall between her room (614) and the hallway has been torn down, plus there's a large hole in Allan's wall. So anybody who lives on the 6th floor/is mysteriously passing through can see the destruction. If you get there early enough, you might be able to see a giant mechanical wolf/a naked chick. If you're late, you get to see a destroyed room/a seething chick in a towel wearing actual clothes. ALSO OPEN OVER JOURNAL.

Destruction is mod approved. ♥]]

Treat 005;

[pumpkinbutt]

[hanging out by the old theater tonight, just sittin' around on the edge and swinging her feet as she watches the stars. Thinkin' a think, although her journal's open beside her]

What do we even use this old hunk of junk for anyway? Did someone just wish up a theater one day because they were bored...? Not that I've ever been to a play or anything. They seem pretty boring from what I've heard.

...Well, whatever. I guess everyone has their own tastes.

[a huff, and then...]

( Sora )

6 - A Well Deserved Rest - 6

[onemanshort.livejournal.com]

[someone is laying out on one of the pool-side chairs with a drink and an open pack of cookies at her side.]

[a content sigh] I meant what I said. I ain't movin'. Not for a week.

[a bit of quiet as she noms on one of the cookies. Yay chocolate] Maybe not ever.

(no subject)

[fiveby-five.livejournal.com]

[In the clinic, Faith opens her eyes and bolts up, looking around. She winces, blinking away the spots in her vision. But she's hurting less than she expected. She notices her arm is in a sling...]

Guess I wasn't dead.

[She looks around and makes a grab for a journal; faster than running through the halls, anyway]

( Abel )

ONE.

[mzamericandream.livejournal.com]

[ VERY LOUD SCREAMING GOES HERE ]

action post

[doyuulikeme.livejournal.com]

[In the kitchen, standing on top of a chair at the counter. Before him is a large mixing bowl, a few empty containers of peanuts, and two empty containers of margarine butter.

In the mixing bowl?  Peanuts mixed with butter. Obviously, the leading conclusion is that Alma is trying to "make" peanut butter.]

This isn't working...