May. 4th, 2011

[identity profile] endlessmagic.livejournal.com
[ For those who are roaming the castle, the may catch a glimpse of a few dozen golden butterflies flying around for a minute or two before they suddenly disappear, only for a dozen more to appear out of seemingly no where.

If not, than they should at least hear a series of giggles coming from the journal, or wherever they may be walking before it stops. ]
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Who: Oliver and Kara with special guest: SANSA!
What: Training in the Dead Zone. Pretty much it's Adventure Time!
When: May 5th - 6th - 7th - possibly 8th. We'll probably just make new threads for new days within this post.
Where: The Dead Zone
Rating: PG



His offer had always stood. Regardless of what was going on, whatever was going to lift its ugly head and try to drive them into their corners, Oliver understood the need to know your own limits, to know that when things were at their worst you could be at your best. The castle liked to put them to disadvantages all the time, but no one was struck below the belt as much as Kara and Clark. The very attempt to imagine what that felt like would always be a bit more hollow than the real deal, but Oliver still wanted to help. Kara had been trying to figure out a way to dampen her powers, but eventually the best solution was the one that was right in front of them: The Dead Zone.

The only trouble was that it wasn't right in front of them. It was a long trip out from them. Thankfully, Kara could fly to the boundary and Oliver had his motorcycle. He'd fit it with sturdier tires in the winter and assumed they'd be fine for the rougher terrain. Now he was just packing up the last few things into the saddle bags. Ensuring they had enough food and water, in case they didn't end up near a body of water as well as their changes of clothing and first aid. Oliver had a feeling they'd probably need it.

He was cinching the bag shut and strapping it onto the back of his bike, just waiting for Kara to show up. He was still flipping through the journal, giving a few last minute notes to a few other people. If he was going to be away, he wanted to be sure everyone knew how to get a hold of them. Kara could fly and she'd be able to pick up on any real trouble with her hearing. It'd be faster than the journal, in most cases.

Standing outside the main castle doors, he tried to run through his mental checklist, making sure he didn't forget anything. Sansa, the curious dinosaur, was mostly excited that she got to go on a trip. He'd figured out a way to get her strapped to his back, like an odd papoose of sorts. If people could do this to their Yorkshire Terriers, why not their pet dinosaur?
[identity profile] custodismundi.livejournal.com
[SO TWO DERPS WALKED INTO A LOBBY...

we know this sounds like the beginning of a bad joke... and it sort of is. Cain and Abel most definitely shouldn't be allowed to conspire -- because now that they have, there is a pair of identical twin brothers (some hair dye and a wardrobe change later) sitting on the couch in the lobby, in the very same position with legs crossed and smiling like idiots. (hint: they are idiots, and thus this description is apt.)

they both reach into their pockets and slap their journals down - open - on the table in front of them in SEEMINGLY CHOREOGRAPHED unison, before one leans back and the other clears his throat to dictate cheerfully.
]

Ladies and gentlemen... boys and girls... Cain and Abel, here -- your resident dashingly handsome and exceedingly amazing pair of twin brothers, with a little... offer, shall we say? Yes, yes. We shall.

Would you care for a friendly game of chance?! If you can guess which one of the things in the lobby isn't quite right, you get a prize!

[AND NOW OF COURSE, the other must enthusiastically chime in:]

But what, pray tell, is this fabulous prize?! What else but a date with two completely dashing, utterly charming and overwhelmingly gorgeous brothers?! Who HASN'T had that daydream?!

[and from the other, again:]

No one hasn't. No one, THAT's who.

--Now! You only get three guesses, so you better make them count~♥ Good luck! And we'll be waiting in the lobby, so don't miss the opportunity~!!

[so they'll settle to chatting, obnoxiously complimentary to one another because they're idiots, utterly impossible to tell apart down to the very last button on their shirts. ahaha. :>]

[ooc: YES CAIN AND ABEL ARE NOW BOTH LOOKING JUST LIKE CAIN. ide... SO OPEN for the lobby or journal. replies will come from both brothers - look for the 1/2 tag in the subject line for bro-combo's, otherwise spam away and no order necessary ♥]
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ExpandFilter to Fred )


[And several hours later after Cupid and Illyria have done the whammy on him:]

ExpandFilter to Bones Loss people )


Public:
I'm doing some research on losses. Has anyone had their permanent loss change since they first came to Paradisa? If so, I'd very much like to hear from you.

[Wes is in the library, hunched over a pile of books, feverishly working on his new project. Which is to give Illyria, the primordial God-King and love of his life (say what?), back all of her magnificent and deadly powers. Feel free to poke at him there or on the journals.]


[OOC: Backdated to the end of the Bones Loss. Sorry about the multiple timestamps, just don't want to be spamming up the place. XD]

027;

May. 4th, 2011 10:11 am
[identity profile] nishimono.livejournal.com
ExpandLegato )

Expand5th Doctor )

ExpandTyki )

ExpandJoshua C )

ExpandCross Marian )

ExpandTwo-Face )

ExpandSouji )

ExpandTesla )

ExpandIcecrown Manor )

ExpandOverheard in the journals sometime later )

[ ooc; SKLDJS THERE. DONE. lawd lawd lawd... As of this entry, Robin's name has been removed from her door in the castle. Mod permission for dis granted♥

Regen update: 80%. Missing one arm, Awakened form unavailable. ]
[identity profile] kickthecanplz.livejournal.com
[So after breaking one friend's nose, threatening another friend, and quitting his position as Host Club Vice President, Kasanoda is feeling just a bit down in the dumps. He happens to be in the kitchen, holding one of the kitchen knives in his hand, and eying his left fingers. What is he thinking of doing to repent for his actions? Well, he is the son of a yakuza lord, so...

"Yubitsume, or the cutting of one's finger, is a form of penance or apology. Upon a first offence, the transgressor must cut off the tip of his left little finger and hand the severed portion to his boss." Thank you, Wikipedia.]

... Hm... Shit. So would I give it to Tamaki or Ootori?

[No cuttings have happened yet, fortunately.]
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ExpandTAVROS )

ExpandDAVESRITE )

[FILTERED TO EVERYBODY EXCEPT FUR EQUIUS AND ALSO EXCEPT FUR PEOPLE WHO WOULD SPOIL THE SURPRISE AND TELL HIM]

:33 < hello purradisa!
:33 < wait no not this time
please... Thank you.

[Clearing her throat]

Umm, I have a question and it is kind of important. It's about the Dead Zone! I know what it's like and I know where it is, but how long does it take to get there? I am prepared to take a long journey if necessary!

Oh, and also this is a secret, so please don't mention it, okay? I am planning a surprise trip there for my moirail. Thank you!

[428]

May. 4th, 2011 02:42 pm
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[personal profile] ino
ExpandLeroy )

[dictated cheerily]

Well, I guess I haven't done this kind of thing in awhile, so ... how about a question? You know, to get the brain juices flowing and everything instead of laying around all day watching the ghosts clean things and being lazy as hell.

Hmm ... alright. So, let's say you couldn't be the profession you are normally. Whatever that is. What would you like to be instead? It doesn't matter if you technically have to be it for whatever reason, for the sake of the question, you're allowed to do something else. And I guess if you're too young to have a job yet, what's something you'd like to be in the future?

Oh, I guess I should answer to start things off, huh? Well, normally I'm a ninja and I help run a flower shop. If I couldn't do that, though, I think it'd be fun to be a clothes model! Or maybe ... something on TV? Like an actress!

How about you guys?
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[ There's a burst of green light as "-Kedavra" hits him and - ] Li- [ James blinks away the bright green to find himself in a room very unlike the one he had been cornered in. It's the lobby of Cair Paradisa - but James doens't quite know that yet.] -ly?

[ James found himself sprawled on the floor. Getting up, he took in his surroundings. It was a castle of some sort - much similar to Hogwarts - but it lacked the warmth and familiar tug his home of seven years caused within his stomach. ] Padfoot? Evans? Dumbledore?

[ A journal lay open near where he once laid. He bent down, picking it up, and watched as the words he had spoken appeared on the page. ] Flobberworm. Squid. Snivellus. Confundusapparatusmotherhubbarddogoldtreechickenhenpotato - Huh. [ For all the words appeared on the page. James found this very interesting. ]

[ James shrugged, deciding that this journal was just another trick of Sirius'. He spun on the spot, closing his eyes, thinking of home - Godric's Hollow, Lily's warm smile, the snow - and when he opened his eyes, he found himself looking at the same walls he'd just seen. So - Apparating seemed to be down at the moment. ] Well. At least I haven't appeared to splinch myself. [ That was the least of his problems. For the panic had yet to settle in. ]

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May. 4th, 2011 04:29 pm
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( friends & family )

[ if you think you're on it, you are! also... written like a boss. ]

Hey, just giving you guys a head's up that I'm going out to the Dead Zone with Oliver tomorrow for a training trip. We'll be gone for three-ish days, I think. Ten bucks says one of us comes home with their arm in a sling.

I'd say try not to have too much fun without me, but since this is my kind of fun, that'd kind of be a double standard. So have lots and lots of fun without me, and take lots of pictures if I miss anything embarrassing.

Oh, and if someone could make sure my cat gets fed and doesn't rip up my curtains, I would really appreciate it.
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[Everyone he knows.]

Kara, apparently, is more responsible than me. I almost forgot to do this.

I'm heading out to the Dead Zone to help her with a bit of training. It should be just a few days, and if anyone needs anything we're only a quick trip back. [Kara can fly!]

Zoe - as always the range is being left in your capable hands.

Anyone need anything else from me, better ask me those favors today. Kara might kill me out there and it'll be a long two weeks. [It is obvious that he's joking.]

---

[Anyone that Dick Grayson was training/planning to train]

I've already spoken with Cassie about taking over the training that Dick Grayson had set up. I figured I'd let you all know who I am, in case we haven't met before. I'm Oliver Queen and once I get back from this weekend I'd really like to meet with all of you to find out what you'd like to get out of your training and what sort of experience you have from your own lives back home.

If you have friends that have shown up, or were already here, that you think would be good additions to this team, talk to them first - then give me their names and I'll be sure to talk to them about this.

---

ExpandTess )

ExpandLana Lang )

ExpandWinifred Burkle )

Audio

May. 4th, 2011 05:33 pm
[identity profile] worldweary-wolf.livejournal.com
Looks like my body is back to normal, at last. Thankfully, that didn't last too long. So that's what a "loss" is, huh? I think it was more of a gain. Kinda' nice to have my body at full power, when it would have otherwise not been near that level. I think losin' my ability to control it is a worthy price. Now if only I could find a happy medium, in between.

Well, it looks like more powerful guys are comin' outta' the woodwork. Guess we should be on guard, hm? So anyway, I've met Deathwing. Who else around here would be considered under the title of "Evil bastard"? Feel free to reply in private, if you're afraid of them takin' offense to it. Frankly, I tend not to give much of a shit what others think of me, regardless of their alignment.

That bein' said, I'm not really much of a masochist, either. I need somebody who can lay some knowledge on me, about self-defense. Anybody?
[identity profile] whichswan.livejournal.com
Who: Cole Turner and Nina Sayers
What: drinks? Or will there be a confession involved?
When: May 4
Where: Caritas
Rating: PG for now

ExpandAnd if there was a beast would you hold him? )
[identity profile] fluthlu.livejournal.com
[This makes no sense. No sense at all. Not a smidgen. To the extent of her knowledge, she had only looked down for a moment. Three seconds, tops. Just long enough to see a spatter of red, a pair of high heels – and then, nothing.

Actually that is not entirely true. There is not “nothing”. She was falling and falling and then - she was landing on a hard surface, some kind of musty carpet, and squinting up into a bright light. A lamp. And that, again, makes no sense.]

Well. I can't say that this is a welcome plot twist.

[She sits up, assessing the situation. She seems to be in... a library? And a huge one, at that. But more unsettling is the fact that her cue ball and laptop both seem to be missing. Shit. It's safe to say that she is just a tad irritated at the moment.


To anyone in the library at the moment, a 13-year-old girl just fell gracefully from your ceiling. What do?!]

((ooc: tags might be slow for this, as I get used to her voice. Text permission post is here.))
[identity profile] loveablecoward.livejournal.com
[ There's a dog in the library. He was told that reading up on the tomes would be a good way to help with the ongoing investigation about this place. And because he's good dog, he finally made his way to the library to start.

That was an hour ago. He is now snoring on top of a book, with his open journal draped over him like a bed sheet. He doesn't snore, but he does whine. Every now and then, he'll kick and mutter something loud enough for the journal to pick up.
]



[ OOC: Open like a toy store on Black Friday. ]
[identity profile] soupbender.livejournal.com
Who: [livejournal.com profile] soupbender, [livejournal.com profile] sokka_the_wise, and [livejournal.com profile] honorinflames.
What: Dinner.
When: Sometime.. last week.
Where: Out by the lake.
Rating: PG? PG-13? They're kids. :T

ExpandTwo water peasants and a fire prince walk into a bar... )
[identity profile] buttwhoopqueen.livejournal.com
[Jade has discovered the kitchen. She’s sitting at the table writing furiously in the journal.]

Hellooo Paradisa. Apparently I can write in this thing and you all will be able to see it.
So HI. My name is Jade Chan. I’m from San Francisco, well really Hong Kong, but I live in San Francisco with my uncle Jackie—

But that’s not important!

Okay, so here’s what you need to know. I accidentally gave sometime really important and dangerous to [livejournal.com profile] deathwarder . And I need to get it back. SO. If you don’t want Deathwing to go around blowing things up, join the Chantastic J-Team and help me whoop some dragon butt! Super powers and magic are greatly appreciated, but general ninja skills are helpful too. I really need to get the, uh [She doesn’t want to say talismans, because Akira did warn her not to go waving them around} things back, so I can keep them from ExpandTHIS OTHER CREEPY GUY )if he tried to follow me here!

[The journal picks up the sound of Jade tapping her pen, thinking of what else she was supposed to say.]

Oh right! This isn’t a bribe or anything, but I’m making pancakes for anyone who shows up to help out!

((ooc: Either reply via the journal with questions/comments, or show up in the kitchen for in person planning and PANCAKES. Open to all willing participants.))
[identity profile] mysticalvender.livejournal.com
[Filtered to the Fang Gang and Scoobies, minus Wesley and Illyria]

[This conversation is circled in red]

Hey cats and kittens, guess what? Wesley’s gone crazy again. Or...you know, he’s just trying to sleep with as many women as he can in a short space of time. Cordy, look out, you could be next. I don’t think it’s a loss, he’s only just got off that wacky realator gig.

Let's try not to encourage him, huh?

[Sweets]

Heeeey buddy, can you do me a favour? I’ve got a client for you.

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"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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