[ first ] best first impression

[firebreaker.livejournal.com]

[There's something wrong with the newest page of your journals, Paradisa. Two clean shots in a tight, precise grouping kind of wrong.]

[This "entry" is clearly being dictated--the sharp military click of boots against the stone floor of some hallway seem to move closer. This journal has been following Riza Hawkeye for quite some time now and apparently Riza Hawkeye was not in the mood to be followed.]

[If you happen to stumble upon her random stretch of hallway, you might see why. Judging by her appearance alone, Hawkeye has clearly seen better days. Face stern with concentration, a small frown pulls her mouth in what seems to be its habitual expression as she stoops to retrieve the journal. Her long blonde hair is tangled and loose, streaked with blood and dirt, as is the jacket she has buttoned up over nothing as far as it will go. Traces still cling to the curve of her cheek, but the bandages around her throat seem clean.]

[Considering this, maybe her less than warm reaction to being seemingly stalked by an inanimate object might be excusable.]

If I am beginning to hallucinate...maybe I have lost too much blood after all.

[And as another wave of dizziness hits, wandering aimlessly around a strange castle looking for answers seems less and less to be the best course of action. Book in hand, she slumps against a wall and slides into a seated position where she is.]

† one - voice

[persequor.livejournal.com]

[Helena has spent the first couple hours of her stay at Paradisa conducting her own little independent investigation into whatever she had managed to get herself into from the moment she laid her eyes on the name plate on the front of her room. That investigation mainly consisted of descending a legion of stairs and figuring out the basics of the journal that was given to her.

And now she's just sitting in the lobby, drinking some coffee the fairies, ghosts or whoever they are levitated onto the table, all while Helena does her best job not to look acutely agitated. A job that she is miserably failing.]

Getting kidnapped from a hostage situation in order to become stuck in a castle -- I can't say it's not memorable, if not just plain creepy.

Look, does anyone have an inkling of a clue as to why I - or we - are here? Because I sure as hell haven't been able to figure it out.

12

[helmbashchaos.livejournal.com]

( workshop filter )

<sub>[Of course, the castle is always full of wonderful surprises, and, as Anna makes her way through the lobby, and to the stairwell leading to the Pietas Tower, where her room is, she ends up feeling lightheaded all of a sudden, before she soon passes out, thankfully before she starts going up the stairs.

March has been such a wonderful month for her.]

(ooc: canon update start. Ahhh this is so late, and I apologize so much! She'll be back in a week or so. Feel free to... find her and take her to the clinic, idek.)</sub>

Level 1

[harmonixeryuri.livejournal.com]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, what? This isn't Japan.

[Yuri looks disoriented and a little fuzzy, but more or less unconcerned. Blacking out and waking up in unfamiliar surroundings? That's pretty much par for the course for him.]

[...although usually, it didn't last this long. And there was generally someone hanging around giving him cryptic predictions of his future and telling him to face the darkness in his soul or some junk like that.]

Old maaaaaan! Hey, ya dumb wolf, are you out there?

[No answer. Okay, he's getting concerned. Yuri starts wandering through the (admittedly swanky) hallways, looking for someone he knows.]

Aw, come on, you guys! Quit hiding! Karin? Joachim? Look, I promise not to make fun of the mask anymore, okay? Guys?

...Anyone?

006 // written

[tunafanatic.livejournal.com]

Just out of curiosity, what is the spring weather here usually like?

2: on the mend

[lady-maz.livejournal.com]

[Marian has left the clinic in a pink wheelchair and found her new room, 1906, in the Gaudium Tower. An amazing thing called 'elevator' has made it clear to her that she is not a prisoner of circumstances, despite being trapped in her body for now. She feels stronger every day, since her wound is healing quite well, and she'll be walking around soon enough. For now, being forced to sit down and take everything in, is both enlightening and annoying.

She has spent time going through her journal, finding out things about her former visits in Paradisa. She has been thinking - and brooding - forever. Or so it feels.]

Well... that was then. This is now.

[There's still that emptiness inside her, she can't put a name on it. But she's alive and very much likes that fact.

Between her reads, she's spent time getting her room colourful and slightly bohemic, finding that it cheers her up. There's still a distinct castle style to it, and Marian wouldn't know how to make it any different, since she has lived in this kind of setting all her life.]

Gaudium Tower... 'Tower of Joy'. [She is looking out the window and watching the fantastic view, far and wide. She shrugs.] So be it.

[There is an extensive library in the castle and she has decided to make good use of it. Today is as good as any. She is a doer, after all. She rolls out of her room.]

[ooc: feel free to say hello. :-) ]

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[sworn]

[Room 711 filter]

[Vereesa has been quiet since her friend's departure, but sitting in her room with Alleria just across from her, she knows she can't hold this silence for much longer. A Windrunner she may be, but she was never quite good at concealing her emotions for very long.

She knows she shouldn't be hesitant to speak with her sisters on any matter. She rises, and walks across the room, finally breaking her silence.]

I did not think a departure would leave me so... affected.

[Alleria looks up from sharpening her arrowheads, brow furrowing. She will make a conscious effort to be delicate about this.] This is your own prerogative, sister. If you do not wish to be affected, simply do not allow yourself to be affected.

Perhaps that is easier said than done. How did you cope when Turalyon-- [She cuts off her own words, suddenly regretting them.]

[MUST REMAIN DELICATE ... but she puts her arrows down, just in case. No use snapping them!] This is a completely different situation, Vereesa. You know this. Moreover, I am wholly unaffected by his departure.

...Or is it that you are simply choosing to be unaffected?

[Alleria inhales deeply at that, curling her hands into fists. She stands swiftly and abruptly, no longer content to be sitting on the floor while her sister dares to loom over her, judging her, and --

What the hell is that.]

[It's then that their conversation is interrupted when the two sisters take notice of the sudden appearance of a third party in the room. One that neither had expected to see at all, or without warning.]

[Well, out of nowhere, there seems to be-- yes. Yes, a Sylvanas, appearing. She seems as confused as the others as red eyes glance around, immediately scowling.]

What...

What is the meaning of this? How have I been summoned here?

[And with that, the doors lock, as does every other exit to the room in question, not that any of the women notice.

It appears as though the dramatics and the tension have only begun.]


(ooc: LOSS START. ruby is vereesa, emerald is alleria, sapphire is sylvanas. like their necklaces. :3)

001 [voice]

[foolreversed]

So... does this actually work? Haha, this feels pretty silly... but I heard voices from it earlier, so I thought I'd give it a shot. Sooo either I'm making myself look like a total idiot or [pause] ...or this book is pretty awesome.

[for a few seconds though there's an uncomfortable silence (well uncomfortable for the speaker anyway) as Adachi tries to figure out exactly what to say. But speaking to a journal still feels pretty weird to him, so the next thing heard is him mumbling "pen, pen..." while searching his clothes and surroundings... but he can't seem to find one, evident by the next thing he mutters: "Crap." He clears his throat, turning back to the book]

Oh uh... My name's Adachi. De- ["-tective Adachi at your service!" is what he would say but then he remembers that he hasn't been a detective in 3 months. Whoops, old habits die hard] Er, what I mean is... I'm new here... where ever here is... I guess? Can anyone tell me where I am? Pretty sure it's not where I'm supposed to be, you know...?

(no subject)

[gotcharm.livejournal.com]

( Paradisa )

( Rin )

All those people living out in the Dead Zone... 'First Generation' people. Do you think they just got sick of this place? The few people who never went home just decided that they had enough of this crap and left.

[she taps her fingers against the journal page] What would happen if they came back? Would the castle let them leave again, or does it even care? Maybe we're all just little pawns. [haha, feeling frustrated, so there's the sound of her getting up]

I wonder if we looked, we'd find other journals from the people who used to live here.

[ooc: and if you want to run into her, she's just heading down to the library]

Hedgehog? Anyone?

[its-worthdoing.livejournal.com]

[There is muffled sounds of things rustling. Pillows being moved. A bed being pulled away from the wall. Someone plopping down onto previously moved bed. Even a sigh]

I might have lost a hedgehog.

I might have lost an occasionally invisible hedgehog --

He answers to the name of Prickles.

[Darn it]

1 ♦ harlequin

[madandbad.livejournal.com]

[Sleeping, Harley sighs and burrows further into her mountain of toys. She's comfortable. The toys are warm and feel a bit more resistant than usual and a bit more unified too...

She cracks one eye open and sees that, instead of toys, she's curled up next to someone else. Shrugging, she snuggles further.

Wait.]

AHHHH!

[Harley shrieks and rolls off the bed and to the floor and on top of a journal. For the sake of having something at least to use as a make-shift weapon, she grabs it.]

RED! KITTY! SOMEONE BROKE IN AND WANTS TO ABDUCT ME AND TAKE ME AWAY! RED!

[They don't answer. She's not in her room. Or in the shelter from the looks of it. Which is probably why neither Red or Kitty have come in bearing vengeance and pain and whips. But there's something else that freaks her out even more. Something that makes her hold the journal over her head like a bat from hell and scream at it and everything else in the vicinity.]

WHERE'S MY MALLET, CREEP?!

[ooc: To whomever is brave enough, feel free to be the one she woke up next to and risk a smack of doom. Everyone else tell her in person or via journal to shut up.]

≫ 028

[bogusmagic.livejournal.com]

[Yuki happens to be in the Music Room today. It isn't a place she ventures into often, but she's decided that every unusual room in the castle deserves some extra analyzing. And what better way to start than with the instruments? She's poked around a bit, so far, hit some piano keys, examined the saxophone hiding in the corner....

And then she reaches the guitars. She's staring at them for several minutes in silence, remembering their relevance back in her original dimension. Knowing Haruhi....]

......

[Of course there's an amp and such all conveniently located in the Music Room, so it's not taking her very long to get it set up. And once she is she's only giving the equipment a quick test, one that happens to be the first thirty seconds of a song that's very familiar to her:]

( Not here ICly )

[Yuki's playing it perfectly, because Kyon didn't compare her to Brian May and Mark Knopfler for nothing. And this being Paradisa, there's a journal nearby that's picking up the guitar... riff... thing.]

((Open or over the journals :B))

first phase [ action / voice ]

[walkinthruwalls]

[ When Kitty had stepped into the Danger Room she'd expected something that looked more like a war zone than a castle, a weird looking castle at that. She turned on the spot, looking behind her to see the reactions of Bobby and Colossus, to ask Storm what this was but was instead surprised when she saw that no one was there, that she was instead alone ]

Guys?

[ It took a moment or two before she wondered if this was a joke, but then why weren't they with her to laugh at her expense? Her next thought was mutant; something high level had to do this. Xavier had told them once about a former student, an illusionist, though he hadn't told them whether he was still alive or not. It was a good possibility, though being trapped in her own mind scared her. She took a breath and looked back to the hallway of the castle, trying to work out what she could do. Shutting her eyes Kitty mentally readied herself, opening them briefly to look at the wall in front of her before closing them and walking to it, fast enough to push herself through. Kitty hadn't known whether to expect to hit it or to be able to go through it, if she were trapped in her own mind then she didn't know what could happen. When Kitty appeared on the other side of the wall she let out the breath that she'd held, letting herself become tangible again ]

So now what?

[ She wasn't fully aware that she'd said that aloud and while the biggest contender for whatever this was was an illusion there was a part of her that still wondered if they were playing a trick on her; they could have just changed the setting ]

Think, Kitty. They're not here, you can do it.

[ This wasn't the toughest situation. Okay, so maybe it was but she'd been in scarier - Phoenix was a lot scarier, so was Magneto ]

It's just like before, just a little more alone.

[ Turning back to the wall Kitty placed her hand on it, moving her hand over the surface before phasing her hand into it and back out. It was real, at least it felt real. The Danger Room felt real and generally so did her mind. It might not have ruled anything out but it was a start, that was something. One thing that she was glad to remember was that whatever this was - trick or illusion someone would find her; someone would help her ]

Episode 62

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

[since Peter collapsed by the blood tree a week ago he's been in the clinic. He didn't wake up when everyone else did. But now he wakes with a sharp gasp. Puzzled, he notices his surroundings]

The clinic...? How did I--? What happened?

I have to go find them.

005 ✘ [action/voice] | backdated to this morning

[slicesanddices.livejournal.com]

[Nightmares again. 

It's been a little while since those have reared their ugly heads.

He knows they're probably the direct result of his conversation with Laura, where she'd dropped hints about the nature of his time in the Weapon X program.

"Hints".  That's sure as hell a nice way to put it.

She'd admitted to thinking he deserved to die for the things he'd done.

The things he couldn't even remember doing now.

He lies there in bed, staring up at the ceiling for a long moment, breathing heavily, a fresh coat of sweat on his skin, when the scent hits him and he jolts upright, claws extending instantly as he casts his gaze about for the intruder.

... Except after a moment, he places the scent.  And his forehead furrows when she's not immediately visible.

He sits up as quietly as he can, feet hitting the cold floor, and when he rounds the bed, he notices there: curled up on the floor, sleeping.

She sure doesn't look like a killer, doesn't look different from any other girl, really, lost in the oblivion of sleep.

But he can't help but wonder if she gets nightmares too.  Or maybe she doesn't have to, given that she remembers it all.

Maybe the nightmares are with her even when she's awake.

Anyways, thoughts of his Mysterious and Horrible Dark Past aside, his clone's sleeping on his floor for some reason, and he's gotta deal with it now.  He just really hopes she's not on her period too.  After considering tactics for a moment, he figures waking her up by shaking her or something might be a painful experience that he'd rather avoid at this early hour, so he goes over to his journal and flips it open, talking loud enough that she's bound to hear:]

Somebody misplace a girl last night?  About 5'6", dark hair, maybe about 150 pounds, could probably kill you before you blink?

(no subject)

[dupable.livejournal.com]

[John is lucky to have such a good friend in Vriska. Not only will she knock him out on request, but she'll drag his dumb, comatose ass to the clinic so people can look after him until he finally wakes the hell up.

As he slowly comes to on the clinic bed he'll start twitching a little, before rolling over onto his stomach and shoving his face into the pillow. Uuuugh five more miiiinutes.

Except... wait... this isn't his pillow, is it? Lifting his head and blinking down at it. Huh...]

... bluh?

[Groping around on the table next to him for his glasses, but instead he knocks the journal over so it lands open on the floor nearby. Whoops, he'll just turn over and pick that-- OH GOD WHAT IS THAT?!]

WOAH!

level 5

[unuuu.livejournal.com]

[Those taking a walk around the outskirts of the castle might notice a small, crying boy pressing himself against a large rock- er, somewhat small boulder.

What is he doing?]

Nuuuu... [Hands gripping into the natural structure, he lifts upward. Earth rips away from the rock as it ascends; the child's face is now a deep, strained red.]

OOOOOOOOOOUUUU! [Heaving, Gash tosses the object aside, and it thunders against new ground.]

Once more!

13th rhyme without reason//help, i've fallen

[rhymebell.livejournal.com]

[Anyone who happens to open the journal or wander into the kitchen will see/hear a helpless 13 year old girl, somehow stuck under a chair and struggling to get it off of herself. It's too heavy for her to get off, but it's obvious she's optimistic about being able to lift it off of herself. She starts to squirm, the bottom portion stuck but not the top portion. She's not about to give up. Must.. get.. chair.. off. How did she get into this position? She was attempting to get a plate down from the top cabniet, and since she was too short, she used a chair, then it became unstable and fell on top of her. Wow.. it was getting kind of heavy on her legs. You may have heard the chair fall, who knows? Rhyme just wants to get out.]

((OOC: LIFEALERT KITCHEN POST OPEN. GO GO GO!))

action!

[fightfurther.livejournal.com]

[Oh, look, Laura is in the woods. Shocking! She looks sort of broody and grumpy (also shocking), but anyone in the area is welcome to approach her. She doesn't look dangerous, at least.]

When All You Can Do Is Not Enough... [Ashura x Felix - Closed]

[wishmadeinfire.livejournal.com]

Who: Ashura and Felix
Where: Felix's Room
When: Shortly after the end of the Slenderman plot
Summary: Ashura comes to check on his - yes - boyfriend, worried for him when he has been secluded in his room for several days.
Warnings: Angst like whoa and adult themes now

( Knock knock, guess who's there )