Dec. 6th, 2011

huntersdaughter: ([expressive] With Hope she looks up.)
[personal profile] huntersdaughter


Who: Jo and Chase
Where: Jo's room in the castle, possibly her place the next morning.
What: She cooked all day. Chase promised to tuck her in.
When: Thankgiving NIGHT.
Notes: This is backdated like a boss to during the Friends loss.



ExpandThe One without Crossword Puzzle Races )
[identity profile] punk-emperor.livejournal.com
--shit. Why the hell am I still so sore? Did I crack a rib or--dammit journal, I didn't mean to record that. Screw you.

[Then Kanji actually switches to writing it out. It's a miracle! A miracle in lilac with a few artistic embellishments. Somebody's getting in deep touch with his artistic side. Too bad his handwriting is kind of awful still.]

Man, when the hell did these fairy things get all over? They're cute. Anyway, I'm mostly making this to say that I finished all the dolls I was making for people! So come by and pick them up whenever you're free, guys. I'm in 2012 in Terrere tower. And if anybody else wants a doll I've still got a bunch and I can make whatever you guys want.

Clothes too, actually. I gotta get into more practice with clothes.

[The next bit appears under a filter, Filtered to people I haven't already asked, I guess.]

Okay, I didn't think I'd be doing much learning new shit here, but I guess you can't escape it in any universe. Can anybody tell me what the hell a moirail is? Actually, anything about the troll guys here would be cool, 'cause I'm suddenly getting the feeling I'm not getting a lot of shit and just making an ass of myself. Uh, if I have been, I'm sorry?

Dammit, that sounded better in my head.

((ooc: All the cultural miscommunication means Kanji is really confused and it is the most hilarious thing. Anyway, there are fairies in his room if anyone wants kisses, planned or unplanned.))
[identity profile] toyhopes.livejournal.com
[Vivi frolics about the piles of snow, hair covered in flakes, cheeks and nose pink, and completely coatless. Coat? What's a coat? She doesn't care about the cold and doesn't even really notice it. She's too excited about her first ever snow!]

It's all so pretty! It's like magic! I wish it would snow every day!
[identity profile] ofhymns.livejournal.com
[Those who happen out upon the courtyard today might notice a... not-that-unusual sight. You see there happens to be a ten year-old, all buttoned up in a small winter coat with a fur-lined hood, bright red hair sticking out beneath it, playing around in the snow. Or to be more precise, rolling around in it. And flailing.

For all that, by the way he's yelling - however incoherently - you'd think he was having the time of his life. And that's because he is. This is his first winter, after all, and his first snow.

Meanwhile, there's a very serious girl wearing a similar cloak watching over the kid. She's trying to collect enough snow to make a snowman, but she's not doing a very good job. The Keterburg kids managed it somehow...

She sees Luke take a tumble and drops what she's doing out of concern.]


Ah-- Luke, be careful!

[... But he's giggling and he's fine, and Tear... Tear has to start her snowman over.

Anyone out in the courtyard is welcome to stumble across them. Luke, after all, is being quite loud and noticeable. Meanwhile, there's always those fairies fluttering around to make things interesting. Though to be fair, kisses from Luke are more likely to be adorable than embarassing.]


[[ooc; Joint post with both [livejournal.com profile] youngest10yrold (who is still on his loss) and [livejournal.com profile] ofhymns!]]
[identity profile] kinky-stopwatch.livejournal.com
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Barney...I could use...Do you want a drink?
[identity profile] technohap.livejournal.com
Who: Henry Foss and Nikola Tesla
What: Visiting Hours
When: Today
Where: Prison!
Rating: PG

ExpandA different take on a familiar relationship. )
[identity profile] eat-me-beat-me.livejournal.com
You know. I never thought I'd say this... but I kinda miss school. [quickly] Not the homework, or the tests or the fucked up fascist dickwad principals... well... maybe English class, that was alright half the time. No. I miss hanging out with people and making friends [who aren't going to vanish before you can say goodbye]. I mean, my favorite part of the school year was the first few days of school when I got to see all the new kids and try to figure out if they were cool or not.

I'm not gonna sit here and introduce myself and sound like I'm sitting in a fucking A.A. meeting. Instead, I'm gonna ask all you  guys a question. I want to know: What the hell's the big deal about snow? Seriously. It's cold. It's wet. Sure it's pretty to look at, but you can just look at a picture and get the same effect without freezing your ass off.

ExpandGeoffrey Chaucer )

[Nora's going to be spending a lot of the day sprawled on a couch in the nice warm lobby looking out the window at the snow. She's got her sketchbook and passes the time drawing, alternating between practicing her landscapes and drawing a few more portraits of people she's spoken to.]

((ooc: Open! BE WARNED: Kiss at your own risk. This teenager's got a boyfriend and a HELL of a temper. Kids or friends (i.e. kiss on the cheek) are okay. PM or IM me for permission if you'd like.))
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[personal profile] psych0p0mps
Who: [livejournal.com profile] ar0se and [livejournal.com profile] teds_up
What: Aradia finally wakes up.
When: Dec. 6, morning-ish?
Where: Room 2001
Rating: wiggler-safe

ExpandAlmost five days had passed since Aradia's robot rampage. )

dictated

Dec. 6th, 2011 03:22 am
[identity profile] hiccuphaddock.livejournal.com
Kissing.

Why is there so much kissing?
[identity profile] gunnfire.livejournal.com
Who: Gunn and open!
What: Goofing off at the shooting range. Open to anyone, especially for goofy kisses.
When: Monday evening.
Where: The shooting range! (Surprise.)
Rating: PG/PG-13 at worst?

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[identity profile] goldencirclet.livejournal.com
This snow thing is awesome! I've only seen a little bit before on the mountain, an' there was none in Heaven. Just lots an' lots of sakura.

[Goku is outside the castle, admiring the snow and trying to make as many footprints in it as possible. Under-dressed children seems to be an issue today, though, as he doesn't even have shoes on. He never needed any before!]

I think I wanna be out all day, but it's kinda cold. Someone made a funny guy outta snow, so I think I wanna try that!

[At least it sounds like he has no lingering trauma after the adventure in Libet.]
[identity profile] radiantwinged1.livejournal.com
[ Anyone near the kitchen might notice Duke in there. At first he's just walking about, a little awkwardly, perhaps, taking turns and just mentally mapping where everything is. He pauses occasionally, hearing the sound of one of those magic fairies, but since he can't figure out what it is, it's ignored.

After that he's going to start cooking, and if knives near fingers make you nervous, don't watch him. Although he's doing fairly well at not nicking his fingers as he starts working on making something involving eggs.

Not doing so well at keeping his fingers free of egg, so there might be a tiny bit of that dripped on the page before the sounds of stirring and him finding things comes through the journal.
]

... If it was not this warm inside the castle.. what would you have done to keep yourself warm? [ He probably would have just become a mass of blankets and tried to sleep through winter, because there's no desert for him to wander off to, but shush. Chop chop chop - silence. ]

.....Stings..

((OOC: Feel free to come in and ask him to make an omelet for you too, or take advantage of the fact his hands are a bit busy for kissing! I promise no stabbing will happen. 8D))
[identity profile] hullo-sweetie.livejournal.com
To quote an old song, it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas.

[River's outside, bundled up in a comfortable coat, just sitting outside on a bench with her journal perched in her hands. Watching people run about and play in the fluffy, white snow]

This will be my first Christmas here at the castle. I wonder what this place has in store for us...

I'll just bet the Doctor will start decorating the TARDIS soon. Both of them.

[She hums softly in thought for a few seconds before resuming her writing]

I really must start my Christmas shopping. I already had a gift picked out for Jack Harkness, but as he's disappeared....Ianto, would you mind meeting me outside my room in the castle?

[She's been a bit teary-eyed over Jack going home. He was a good friend and drinking buddy.

Just then, a strange little glowing sugarplum comes flitting up to her. Not knowing what it was and thinking it was some kind of glowing bug, she bats at it and receives a puff of faerie dust all over her face. Grimacing, she wipes at her face. Just then, a strange urge to snog comes over her. Why, she wants to snog the very next person who strolls out infront of her!]

[ooc: She'll pretty much straight up kiss whoever walks out infront of her. Man or woman! Step on uuuup]



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Dec. 6th, 2011 10:37 am
imnot_likeyou: (but those wayward sons better carry on)
[personal profile] imnot_likeyou
Who: Sam Winchester and YOU
What: Kissing Shenanigans, or just general CR gathering
When: Today! Tuesday, December 6.
Where: A lot of places.
Rating: PG ... possibly PG-13 depending how some kisses go.
Notes: Prose or actionspam is fine by me -- pick your poison. Tag yourselves on the post if you do tag. This post is open for both planned and unplanned kisses -- I don't mind if you surprise me. If you don't want a kiss but still want CR with Sam, just put "no kiss" in your subject line, and there will be no fairies. I am flexible. =D

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[personal profile] psych0p0mps
[It takes Aradia a long time to figure out how to say this. There's only one thing she wants to say at all, but it doesn't feel like enough. How do you apologize for something like this? But... she has to try. She'd feel even more terrible if she didn't.]

Um. Good morning, everyone. This is Aradia. I guess I should start out by saying that I am no longer a robot. Just a little status update there.

[Pause...]

Oh, uh, I'm not normally a robot, for those who didn't know me prior to this loss. I was, once, but that's a long story that isn't worth getting into right now.

[She sighs.] I don't even know what to say. I want to say I'm sorry. To everyone I sassed back to, everyone I treated badly... everyone I hurt. And I know I hurt a lot of people. Loss or no loss, there's no excuse for that. Please, if there's anything I can do to make it up to you, let me know. It's far from enough, but I want to at least try to make this right.

I guess... that's all I wanted to say. I can't think of anything else.



[ Action ]

[Aradia will be visiting everybody she can find that she was terrible to over the past month in order to offer personal apologies. Tops on the list are Sollux and the Doctor, but anybody else she spoke to, beat up, or planted subliminal ticking in are fair game too. She may not know all their names, but if she sees them she'll stop them in the hall or wherever. This is important!!]

(Kisses open, but cute/chaste/forehead/cheek only unless otherwise planned please. :0 Gotta give her a little bit of mercy.)

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Dec. 6th, 2011 11:32 am
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[personal profile] encryptedlock
[Over the past few days, York's been trying to keep calm. Kat's name had disappeared from the room she and Noble-Six had shared, and he's scoured the floors at least three or four times and made several filtered entries to her. Wash was being unresponsive as well--his nameplate was still there, thank God--but even York couldn't pick the lock. So today he's pounding on the door in the third floor hallway. Naturally, he doesn't seem to notice or care that his journal has opened.]

God dammit Wash, open up or I'll break the damn door down!



[UNSC filter, sans Maine]

Please tell me you're all still here. We're down at least two, maybe three.

[/UNSC]



[Doctors]

Uh, you guys are still here, right? Please say you are. [Even if you're Muppets.]

[/Doctors]


((ooc: Open in person or over the journal. Probably not the best time for kissing unless you're one of the predetermined ones who will punch York in the face for trying.))
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[personal profile] molecules
ExpandFILTERED TO PHOEBE HALLIWELL )

ExpandFILTERED TO FRIENDS )

Anyone want a painting? It's free. There's no catch. Doesn't suck you in for a month and spit you back out when the seasons have changed. Just a regular, boring, old, ugly painting.

Though, when I say ugly, I mean it's - [ Sigh. ]

Any takers?

[ Forever the business woman. ]

01. Audio

Dec. 6th, 2011 01:55 pm
[identity profile] coolguysangel.livejournal.com
[An unfamiliar voice comes out over the feed. It sounds tentative, perhaps a little anxious.]

Good afternoon. My name's Ran Mouri, and I'm Conan Edogawa's...guardian. It's my understanding that he's been here for a while, and some of you may be worried about him.

While he's slowly coming to, he's going to be fine. He should be open for visitation soon, but please keep the visits short and let him rest. He's still not fully recovered.

Feel free to reach out to me as well if you wanted anything delivered to him, be it get-well gifts or messages.

[She lets out a small sigh, and a soft chuckle can be heard.]

Ai-chan, thank you again for filling me in. You're a huge help, and Conan-kun's very lucky to have you here.
[identity profile] modernholmes.livejournal.com
[Conan still sounds a little out of it, although whether it is the remains of the drug, the shock from moving from being buried under an avalanche to waking in Paradis's clinic, or the surprise he had received upon waking was anyone's guess.]

...I'm awake again.  So there's no need to worry about me anymore.

And Ran-neechan is here now.  Everyone say hello to her, because she just arrived.

Vivi?  I saw all your notes in the journal.  Are you okay?

Would anyone be willing to tell me what has happened here this past week?






-6-

Dec. 6th, 2011 08:30 pm
[identity profile] fatedtobehated.livejournal.com
[He's gonna ask this over the journal as casually as he can, as if it's just mild curiosity as opposed to wanting to find out as quickly as possible.]

Is there anything here like a, uh...doctor or something? I-I'm just wondering, in case it ever comes up...in the future I mean.
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[personal profile] iamdamnloyal


I think that this time of year can be really special if you think about it. There's snow and decorations and loves is definitely in the air. I mean, sure, it's crazy to think that you're going to kiss someone you might not even know, but who hasn't kissed a few frogs in the hopes that they'll be a Prince?

So, in order to help speed along that Prince finding, I've got a few ideas. Anya used to do that Bachelor Auction and I tried it last year, but a friend of mine said that they didn't meet anyone new. That's the point, right? Meeting new people? [She nods, agreeing with herself.]

Which is why I'm going to host Speed Dating instead! I think it could be really fun! [ooc: I'm editing in the date to this post... because I have been distracted and I totally spaced on it.]

I'm going to have it at Caritas, on the seventeeth, at six o'clock! You should all come! All of you!

Plus, because I was bored at work today and everyone was talking about kissing - I made a K-I-S-S-! Card! [She's very excited about this and you can hear the stack of papers getting shuffled together.]

It's just like BINGO, but instead of stupid numbers it has locations and different things that come with kissing. It can be a game!

If anyone wants to play with me and try to get BI-- I mean KISS! Then let me know! I'll give a card to the ghosts and they'll bring one right to you!

I'll totally think of a prize for people who get a KISS! I mean, BINGO - but it's not really BINGO... [Yeah, she sounds a bit confused.]


(ooc: There are REAL BINGO cards that I've made up so if you want to actually play BINGO with your kisses and try to get your character to win, I'll give you a card!)
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[personal profile] atadiscoverer
Y'know, when you get past the culture shock of a load of different places, the impending threat of being affected by a bloody huge castle, and the fact that some of the people are a little weird...

[A pause] This place is actually quite nice.

[Carson has plonked himself in the Lux, with a glass of whiskey, doing what all Scottish people do best; drinking. He's eyeing the little buzzing creatures suspiciously.]

((OOC: Feel free to dictate/action! Also, up for kissing from anyone!))
[identity profile] demontobeloved.livejournal.com
[Cole's sat on a bench outside, in the snow, fully relaxed, arms spread out over the back of the bench]

Even with Christmas coming up, this place seems a bit boring at times. C'mon, people, we should do something, and I'll need people who've been here a while to give me ideas.

...One thing about being evil was that it was never boring.

[He has his journal in his lap, and is dressed in a warm, winter coat, black. He just seems to be enjoying the winter sunlight]

((OOC: Open to replies over journal or in person. Also, fully open for the kissing thing.))
[identity profile] siebter.livejournal.com
[ Today, Emil is continuing to (try to) learn about this magical thing you call Christmas. Good times. ]

I wonder if... [ Right, what was the name? ] ...oh right, Santa Claus will come here too? I bet it'd be kind of tough to give presents to people here, after all. Maybe people here could give each other presents instead. That might work, right? If it's a holiday about presents, it's not much fun if there aren't any...

[ He's also hanging around the lobby today, enjoying the...sounds of festive holiday spirit. Or something. Though he actually looks a little down today, surprisingly enough. Feel free to respond through the journals or in person, whatever works. ]

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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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