Aug. 27th, 2010

[identity profile] knightprodigy.livejournal.com
Damian )

Bruce )

[OOC: Loss end! So long shortpants; hello~ nurse!]
[identity profile] stringent.livejournal.com
House Filter )

Halloween )

Allen )

[ the journal picks up the sound of rustling pages as they're turned followed by a quiet sigh ]

I'm starting to believe that trying to read the entire journal might be a fruitless endeavor. Just when I think I've made headway something else comes up.
[identity profile] asangelsfly.livejournal.com
[ spoke clearly as he stands in the hallway staring at that door, hmm ]

For those who knew him, Chuck Shurley has returned home.

[ just gonna turn and keep walking now, yup no need to linger ]

Crowley )

2 Quarters

Aug. 27th, 2010 11:58 am
[identity profile] noneckchump.livejournal.com
[Eddy is outside the castle today, laying down on a soft towel and occasinally taking a sip from a cold bottle of soda that's near his side. He's wearing nothing but bright yellow swim trunks with a purple stripe on the front left leg and a pair of sunglasses. He usually likes being in the game room or the pool but today he's decided to get some sun.]

Man! This is the life!
[identity profile] whiskeyless.livejournal.com
There has been a lot of talk lately of people "going home". What exactly does this mean? I understand the implications: that the person in question is no longer in this world. But why use that phrase? Why say that they went home?

Is that what will be said about me if I ever disappear from this world? Will someone say that I've "gone home"?
[identity profile] 12winged-dealer.livejournal.com
[There's a sharp rustle of wings, like a startled bird getting its bearings in a wind storm]

Well, it seems I underestimated that wolf and his little priest boy.

[His voice sounds amused, the sound of wings stilling and the clack of shoes echoing instead]


A room is it? Very sweet of you, little Shima boy. Ineffective, but cute. I suppose this is all you are capable of. A wonder little Kikuo has such an attachment to you. But still, I suppose taking a bit to let you rest will not do anything but prolong our entertainment.

[More clacking oh shoes, a soft mutter]

Now, where is the weak spot...?

[He finds the door and wanders out, the journal tucked into his doctor's gi, his red tall geta the source of the clacking noise and practically glowing in the natural light in the halls as he wanders, searching, seeking. 

Well look at that Paradisa. It is a twelve-winged angel walking your halls. Times have just gotten stranger.]

[ooc: Open over the journals and in person! Come and bother the newest resident ~]
[identity profile] madetobe.livejournal.com
[The castle feels like Kanda's been having too much good luck in avoiding sharing his newfound generosity with the castle, so it has decided to turn up the volume

The kitchen is filled with the scent of genuine homecooking; hot soba dishes, cold soba dishes. It looks like there's plenty to go around. Standing over a hot wok, chopsticks in hand is... master soba chef Kanda]


Who's hungry?

[Eh? Eh? :D]
[identity profile] fordreams.livejournal.com
Guts )

Casca )

[peeved as he is, he's thrown caution to the wind and is sitting, quite calmly, out by the fountain in town. nobody loves him these days 'cept a creeper loli and an ignorant blond frenchman who thinks he's a woman, so he's just out chillin' with the metaphorical worms and pondering his next move in reconnecting himself with civilisation. in hindsight, this was probably a bad idea, but for now he couldn't care a lot less]

Wish 4

Aug. 27th, 2010 06:02 pm
[identity profile] raisedbyacat.livejournal.com
I've finally set up my shop. After talking to people more informed than I, I decided to put it in town. So, I guess what I'm saying is, I'm open for business officially.

I know I should sound more confidant Sulpher....

I'm willing to try my hand at anything requested, and will be keeping up a supply of health potions and common items in the store for sale. If you want to drop by, just look for the sign that reads "Vayne's Atelier" I couldn't really think of a good name....


Also, a little while ago I found this powder in that room with the random stuff. I did a few experiments with it and it seems to be a really good ingredient! I made some samples of grilled eal and some pastries if anyone wants any.

01.

Aug. 27th, 2010 06:16 pm
[identity profile] windspiral.livejournal.com
[All that can be heard at first is the dull sound of sheets being ruffled, followed by a pained groan and a whiny, mumbled voice.]

...I don’t want broccoli in my ramen... give me more pork...

[Someone is dreaming :| but unaware, a much louder (possibly familiar?) whiny voice reaching the journal now.]

I said pork! If I eat the broccoli I’ll die! Why can’t you-

[BA-THUMP]

FUCKING, OOOWWWW!

[A howl of pain, since someone has a twisted/hurt ankle he just fell out of bed on.]

WHO PUT A BED HERE-

...

What the-

...

[Frantic sounds of cloth and shuffling as he uses the bed as support to stand while his ankle throbs, cursing under his breath at his surroundings.]

WHERE THE HELL AM I?! YAMATO-TAICHOU? BEE...? THIS ISN’T THE TIME TO BE KIDNA- OWWWW!
[identity profile] save-the-souls.livejournal.com
[They've been out searching for the buffaloes that were rumoured to be out here to hunt, and it didn't really take them too long to find them, once they'd corrected their direction. Actually killing one proved a bit more difficult, being that one had to lure one of a decent size away from the others. Large enough to be a worthy challenge, but small enough that should it become enraged it wouldn't cause any serious harm.[]

[Now that it's been successfully killed and opened up, Arthur will set about removing the organs. He sounds surprised and a little confused as he grips onto his discovery firmly]

That...Should not be there. It feels nothing like an organ of any sort...


[Allen who was trying to pay attention but slightly zoning out snaps back into attention when he hears Arthur speak]

Eh? What is it?


[He rolls his eyes sharply and starts to pull on it carefully as it feels partially fragile]

If I knew that, I would not have bothered mentioning it.


[When Allen chooses to remain silent, he continues. And when he's pulled it out of the carcass far enough, and has looked down enough to catch a glimpse of it, he drops it immediately. It looks like a pair of human fingers. He's sure he didn't strike the stomach on accident, but...if it has no eyes, who says things are where they're supposed to be? Still...]

...Have you known them to be carnivores?


[Allen stands up suddenly and looks down at the fingers that got dropped, rather horrified]

N-No...I thought they were herbivores...like cattle....


But none of you have been out here long enough to check for certain? [He eyes it for another moment and goes to dig around again. If they're lucky, they might have been wearing a bracelet or some other means of identifying them. If they were a towns person who doesn't come back, they deserve that much. He can feel a hand and wrist so he starts to pull it out only to realize...It doesn't actually stop]


Not out here, but there's one back at the stables...it's only fed grass...

[And he's watching now, it's a bit like a trainwreck and he can feel himself getting very sick from what he's seeing]


[The more Arthur pulls, the more is revealed until the top half of a person flops out onto the ground before them]

...Oh my God!

[OOC: WTFFALO REVEALED, and yeah you can hear this over the journal. Also Blue is Allen and Red is Arthur]
[identity profile] underbutler.livejournal.com
[ there is an Alfred doing laundry in. well. the laundry room.

what do you do. ]
[identity profile] wornbright.livejournal.com
father abel )

halloween )

allen-kun )

stephanie )

[ currently enjoying the night sky is one uru on the castle rooftop. she's also humming this to herself. 8) COME SAY HI. ]
[identity profile] cartrauma.livejournal.com
[Backdated to about 7:00PM because I can never get a post out for this girl before a time when she would be in bed. She's sitting in the lobby, eating a snack, and chillin with her dog sleeping at her feet.

Dictated forever!]



This month... Hasn't been so bad! Even if the room was kinda weird, it was fun! Kinda scary too... I just wish I could have done more.

Does the beach room still show up? Um, would anyone be interested in going there for a picnic? It's almost fall but it would be nice to have one last bit of summer.

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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