Aug. 10th, 2011

[identity profile] mysticalvender.livejournal.com
You know what's super fun? When the castle decides to lock you in a tower with the people from your world for giggles. I thought if it was gonna keep us hostage, it'd at least send us some madlibs or something to do.

...Not Pictonary, though. We'd be better if sharp, wooden objects weren't hanging around here all that much. So, if you've been wondering where Team Angel have jetting off to, that's your answer.

P.S: GET US OUT OF HERE.


Caritas Staff )
[identity profile] recordhistory.livejournal.com
[forward-dated to at night on August 9th]

[Private] )

[there's the sound of a pen being set down, then a page turning, and then it's quiet]


[OOC: As of this, Lavi is gone from Paradisa. I'll still finish his current remaining threads, but I wanted to get this up on time. ... DESPITE MY STUPID FUTURE TIMESTAMP. If anyone wants to find any of his notes and belongings, feel free, otherwise his stuff can disappear. Thanks again to everyone I ever got to play with and thank you to the mods for letting me tie up some loose ends for Lavi. ♥]
[identity profile] ultimaverum.livejournal.com
Who: Charlie and also I guess anyone who wants to talk to him on his way out?
What: Bitterness and failure
When: August 5th or 6th? After Abel’s letter shows up idek
Where: His room, and then hallways
Rating: G? PG? Nothing actually… happens here…

This is just a belated post about feelings )
[identity profile] ofthefaintsmile.livejournal.com
[filtered to those who want to confront Riful herself]

[Teresa doesn't like dealing with people, doesn't like addressing groups with serious business, but it feels wrong to not say anything at this point, seeing as Riful is a creature from her world.]

Now seems to be a good time to make sure we're all on the same page regarding Riful. Those of you who feel you can face her, or wish to face her, should have a good grasp of what you're about to encounter, if you don't already.

I'll be brief.

Riful's main assets are her speed and ability to regenerate. Despite her size, she can move in the blink of an eye. Her body can separate into ribbon-like tendrils, and it seems that a favorite trick of hers is to shoot them underground in order to surprise her foes. Do not stay in any one place for too long. The more of us moving, the less she can focus. Spread out.

With most creatures like Riful, taking her head would be the end of it. However, her ability to regenerate is great, and the structure of her body allows her to escape harm. We need to hit hard, and hit fast. If she's unable to regenerate the majority of her injuries, the battle is half won. Do not give her a chance to talk. You should all know she can't be trusted and it's far too late for words.

Don't hold anything back. Don't hesitate. If you have the chance to harm her, do it. This might be our only chance to put her in her place. It's going to be hectic, and I doubt we'll be unharmed in the process. But if you're going to volunteer for this task, it has to be completely.

Now is the time to back out if you must.

[ooc: Like Sylvanas' post, feel free to use this as an opportunity for some IC discussion, and don't be afraid to hop around. :) Here's the ooc plot team post for reference.

Tags from Teresa may be slow and/or come later in the day as I'm babysitting, but go nuts, team :O ]
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[personal profile] molecules
( after this )

paige matthews  )

( locked from paige matthews and phoebe halliwell )

If someone moves out of the castle, what happens to their room? Can they come back to it?

[ A beat ] Anyone know a good way to go about getting a house out in the town?

( /locked from paige matthews and phoebe halliwell )
[identity profile] kungfuwitch.livejournal.com
[Given the impending battle, Phoebe knew that she had to do something else to help. She may not have active powers, but she still knew how to brew a mean potion. Or... so she thought. She's added a kitchen to her room and has been attempting to make potions all morning. The problem is that none of them seem to be turning out right. The first two fizzled out and went flat and this one... well... the journal is blown open by an explosion.

BOOM!

Phoebe coughs and stares at her kitchen from across the room where she was thrown]


What the hell? I'm positive that was right!

((ooc: Someone just discovered her loss. Open over the journal or if anyone in the Ira tower wants to come see what all that ruckus is. Replies will come when I get back from work))
[identity profile] beltbucklerebel.livejournal.com
[Booth's been spending a lot of time patrolling, working at the shooting range, and reading through the journals. Between being a dog and then the influx of information about the latest threats to the town, even his urge to snark at the castle has been set aside in favor of research, training, and keeping an eye on the town.

He's been paying attention to the journals, though, and something has been catching his eye. It's not huge...but it's odd enough in an already odd time that he finds it strange]


...So, anyone else noticed that we seem to be dropping like flies? Without any sort of reason, for that matter. I've counted six "In case you didn't know-" messages in the past three days. And that's just the vocal folks. Is anyone keeping track of names and who's here and who's not? Because I'd kinda like to know why the castle suddenly feels like doing housekeeping.

Peace Patrol )

Bones, Sweets, and Angela )
[identity profile] justgonnaramble.livejournal.com
friends )

[someone is tired and stressed and worried, and doesn't want to get into much else at the moment. She's going to take her journal and sneak off to Neal's room for a little while for some downtime, and if anyone talks to her she'll reply from there. And over all be available should someone need her.

But she's also being polite and walking there to knock on his door instead of orbing in, so anyone can stop her along the way. It's a bit of a trek from Piper's room on the eleventh floor to Neal's on the third.]

044

Aug. 10th, 2011 04:28 pm
[identity profile] someoneto-carry.livejournal.com
[Dated to later today]

Kaylee )

[An hour after that initial filter]

[Filtered to friends and friendly acquaintances of Kaylee unless they psychos/villains]

Kaylee didn't come back to the room. Can't seem to find her anywhere either

Any of you got an idea where she might be?
[identity profile] fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com
[Well, Del's giant web didn't really help her with the minor freak out she was having over tension in the castle, not at all. Anger and fear and tension still bit at her ears until her eyes bled orange memories. A few days later, when Pointy needed her special brand of assistance and she made herself be solid for him. Scraping her shattered self into something resembling sane simply made her reaction to things that much worse.

TARDIS filter; )

[In the morning, she escaped. Swirling in a cloud of fish-shaped person or people-shaped fish, or just very uncertain particles, she endeavored to hide anywhere and everywhere dark, high up, and very very solid or grounded. Uncertain, hysterical giggles followed her creature-cloudy self, coming out of hundreds of voices at a time in an echoy resemblance of her usual speech patterns.]

((ooc: Feel free to catch her in the TARDIS, out of the corner of your eye, hiding places, whatever! Openly open~ Though... and responses will be a little awkward, probably...))
[identity profile] odst-mute.livejournal.com
Kallen )

[After a couple more minutes of waiting around for her to speak up, he's finally throwing up a new filter with some hesitation involved. Mostly because the ODST didn't know any of the redhead's friends very well and that he was also starting to get a nagging feeling that there was something seriously off about all this.

Just what it was exactly, he wasn't quite sure.
]

[Friends, and to those who know and are on good terms with Kallen Kouzuki.]

... Has anyone run into Kallen today? I haven't seen her since yesterday morning.

[/Filter]
[identity profile] rhymebell.livejournal.com
[Paradisa, there's a little girl named Rhyme speaking quietly through the journals, as if to not wake anyone from their sleep. She doesn't bother filtering, and there's a quiet sigh before she starts to talk.]

Um, hi, everyone. [A pause.]

I really should have thought a bit more about what I was going to say...

I know people are really worried about this situation, but it will turn out fine. [Another pause, as if she is adding, 'I hope.']

And I can't fight, and I'm not much of a thinker or healer, either.... I can't do much, but if there's any way I can help, please let me know... I don't like it when everyone is so stressed....
[identity profile] loisfuckinglane.livejournal.com
[Filtered to those from home and her close friends here (if you think that means you, it does)]

With things boiling to a head so fast here, and people disappearing, I figured I'd check in and find out what everyone's doing during all this.

Watchtower )
 
 
Smallville )
 
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[personal profile] bigbad
[Spike is really, really sick of being trapped in a tower. Especially as it sounds like he's needed out there. And Kaylee's gone missing and the urge to stake Angel or Harmony is slowly rising with every minute he's stuck in close quarters with them.

At least there are video games.

But he's not playing video games right now. He's actually punching a wall where he hopes it's relatively thin. He's got superstrength after all. How hard can it be to break through?

There's a thump, thump, thump over the journal as he tries, but he doesn't succeed in anything other than making his knuckles bleed.]


Castle, give me some explosives.

[...nothing happens. He isn't, of course, aware that the journal's recording.]

Dammit. Come on! Give me something! I need to get out of this blasted tower!

[Sucks to be Spike, the castle's not giving him anything. He drops his hand and leans against the wall, dejected.]

Bugger.

Kaylee )
[identity profile] madetothwart.livejournal.com
[Filtered away from Riful, her allies or anyone who might wish to help them/hinder the good guys]

[Aziraphale had been waffling over whether to say anything to the populace at large; he wasn't sure how badly injured Pharos was, or if his injuries should be made public. It was reasons like this that he usually didn't bother with official reports to Heaven, he was never certain how much was too much detail.1 Still, what had happened to Riful herself was probably useful information, so after a rather awkward throat clearing there is a familiar English accent over the journals.]

You may have already heard, there was an... altercation with Riful yesterday. I'm afraid I arrived a little late to the party, so to speak, and so I'm not familiar with the events that led into the fight or the others involved.

She has been--

[There's a pause, he's not quite sure how to phrase it. She hadn't been injured, per se, but she was certainly much less harmful now.]

--compromised, and as such she chose to flee rather than continue to fight. Her escape was made using a strange Key, though I'm sorry to say I didn't get a very good look at it.

1. It was one reason why his report about Sodom and Gomorrah had just read: Bit of a to-do, all over now though.

[ooc: Backdated to the day after this which is still ongoing. Details of what happened to Riful have been prediscussed and agreed on with Dolly :3]

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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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