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peroxicide.livejournal.com

[ After staring in disbelief at the journal for a good few minutes once he woke up this evening, Karkat just. You can't not respond to this one!

Jegus, this castle. What is even. ]

...YOU'RE ALL FUCKING IDIOTS, YOU KNOW THAT?
THIS IS DEFINITELY THE STUPIDEST THING IN EVERY KIND OF UNIVERSE.
YOU'RE ALL JUST...SINGING? WHY?! WHAT THE FUCK IS THE POINT OF THIS?

I MEAN, JUST...FUCK YOU!
FUCK YOU!

♪ FUCK YOU
FUCK YOU VERY VERY MUCH
'CAUSE I HATE WHAT YOU DO
AND I HATE YOUR WHOLE CREW
SO PLEASE DON'T STAY IN TOUCH!

( scream and cry; MORE LYRICS )

[ And that last f-bomb will not be because of the song, but because Karkat socked himself in the jaw, hard, to get all that horrendous singing to stop. He hisses under his breath, rubbing his jaw, and doesn't dare speak for a little bit. ]

ALRIGHT, BEFORE YOU EVEN START, SHUT UP.
MY POINT STILL STANDS.

musicalscheme.livejournal.com

[How has this holiday been treating you Paradisa? Well for those of you who are not hiding under your beds and happen to be in the lobby, there is an orange flash before the front doors open up, revealing this strange fellow riding what seems to be...an eighth note bike. He rides it into the lobby and stops in front of a grand piano near the DJ station that Harry had set up, stopping short and stepping off with a very dramatic fashion]

♪ This singing has been so much fun
But where's the challenge,
it's not feat to sing so free
Let's see what happens
With a four cord fence ♪

[And with that horrible attempt for the mun to write lyrics, the Music Meister goes to sit at the piano, plucking the keys to sound something a tune that some might recongize]

[OOC: ~~Here comes the finale! Volunteers, you know what to do now :)~~ And that's a wrap! Anyone who would like to comment to the After the fact or any ot the individual singers may B) THANK YOU FOR THIS WONDROUS DAY PARADISA!! ]

echivoc.livejournal.com

[The Exorcist General is musing about the craziness he has seen today, and, well, he is happy the castle hasn't hit him (heh!!!) with this ridiculousness. But his luck is about to run out as the sun starts setting, which he is watching from a chair in the castle lobby.

The colors of the setting sun are perfect for some club lights to start flashing, and then a beat as this song starts playing: Next thing Cross knows— ]

Mr. 305! I want everybody [and now he's jumping on said chair and totally making it fall onto its back, stepping off like a g and totally disrupting Timcanpy's calm and relaxation time on top of his head.]
To get down 'cause we about to shut down

Oh, can't tell me nothing now
Baby, I know how to fly
Oh, can't nothing hold me down
I'm gonna touch the sky

sexyhitchhiker.livejournal.com

[Natsuki has been mildly amused all day, because she sure as hell isn't planning on singing. She enters the lobby and was about to head for the kitchen when she spots Shizuru. Heading over to say hi, she's seized by this...irresistible urge to. Ugh. Sing.]

♪Now that we are close, no more nights morose

♪Now that we are one, the beguine has just begun

♪Now that we're side by side, the future looks so gay

♪Now we are alibied when we say...

♪From this moment on,
♪You for me, dear
♪Only two for tea, dear
♪From this moment on

♪From this happy day
♪No more blue songs
♪Only whoop-dee-doo songs
♪From this moment on~

( Cut for rest of sap )

[[ooc: Blue is Natsuki, purple is Shizuru, and black is both. Excuse me while I die from the cheesiness.]]

hard-talker.livejournal.com

[it's been a very, very long day for Harry. not only has he had more music thrown his way than he'd ever thought he'd hear in one day, but he's ended up singing alongside people, and Harry's been pretty much out in full force, each time. he's not sure why the castle's got this thing for his alter ego, but he's pretty sure he's got an idea. something like a line from that Eminem song - "they don't wanna see Marshall no more, they want Shady". and then he realizes that ... maybe a handful of people know him as Mark ... and as comforting as that thought was when he first arrived, he's starting to think otherwise. that he wants people to know him as more than just the loudmouth who pushes everyone's buttons once a week once the sun's gone down. he wants to have more than just a voice. so now that there's a lull at his little DJ station, he's flipping through a book, still in his "broadcast duds", a worn-out denim shirt rolled up at his side.

after about a chapter or so, still hearing the remnants of songs floating up through the journal, as people chatter and dance their way by, he stops, pausing in a rare moment of silence. as he shuts the book, he looks up... and it turns out he's got one last song left in him.]

( OOCly cut for lyrics ... and EPIC MOMENT. )

[and now that that's over with? ... Mark smiles, and slides back behind the booth to resume his duty as castle DJ. ...and as himself.]

12winged-dealer.livejournal.com

[Bishamon had retreated to his lab for the day, his basket full of the new blooms sweeping through the fields and gardens of Paradisa. Winter had been hard and he had not had a good supply of herbs to work with when it came to his... drugs. It was the best word for them, though medicine would have been kinder by half.

But as he worked he felt something come over. Something strange. Without thinking he found himself wishing up a lab coat, throwing it over his gi and picking up herbs and bottles, throwing them about, little flashes bursting as things collided and reacted, smoke and mist bubbling up and invading the hallway he worked in.

And as he danced about with his mad experiments? This was sung - loud and clear, and worst of all: his journal was open, "broadcasting" every moment of it.]

♫ - you can use some fizzle sizzle
But don't ask what its about!

It's about a mad scientist~!
And he's busy buzzing through -
The whole crazy house!
Experiments!
And weird inventions!
Odd machines with indigestion -!

[And so it continues until - BOOOM!

A flash of light, a burst of smoke, and a singed yatagarasu with goggle marks around his eyes.]

walkinthruwalls

[ Kitty had heard the singing but that hadn't stopped her from venturing outside, she figured it wouldn't stop regardless of wherever she was and only had hope left that it wouldn't get her - though since the food hadn't done anything she didn't know if this would be her day or not.

And... apparently it is. Sat by the duck pond, journal open, the young girl starts humming.

And then breaks into song ]

If someone stood up in a crowd
And raised his voice up way out loud
And waved his arm and shook his leg
You'd notice him

If someone in the movie show
Yelled "Fire in the second row
This whole place is a powder keg!"
You'd notice him

And even without clucking like a hen
Everyone gets noticed, now and then,
Unless, of course, that personage should be
Invisible, inconsequential me!

[ continue in comments :3 ]

nurse-boy.livejournal.com

[Rory is coming into the lobby after a walk outside, thumbing through his journal and chuckling at all the singing. Poor sods.He's lucky to have not been hit yet and he thinks if it hasn't happened by now, it won't. Stupid Rory. As he passes through the center of the lobby he starts mumbling a song to himself and sees absolutely nothing wrong with this]

♪ Even in my heart, I see
You're not being true to me
Deep within my soul, I feel
Nothing's like it used to be
Sometimes I wish I could
Turn back time
Impossible as it may seem
But I wish I could
So bad, baby
Quit playing games with my heart ♪

[as he goes up the stairs, heading for the second floor, he gets a little louder]

( cut for terribad 90's boy band flashback )

[open like an open thing, feel free to run into him out in the corridors]

shadow-immortal.livejournal.com

[see Dainn in the lobby. he's been listening in on the journals and finds that people randomly singing is hilarious.

however, this is going to bite him right about now when he starts humming a song before outright singing it.]

We get some rules to follow
That and this
These and those
No one knows....

( ooc cut for length~ )

[ooc: open in person or via journal~]

ontheclockpro.livejournal.com

[Reno is chilling in the Nines on a comfy leather chair, seeming very happy about something. How he got to the Nines when he had no idea it existed? Who knows and it's not really important. What's more important is the fact there seems to be some music starting up...]

♪ Sometimes...

Oh~ ♪

♪ Something beautiful happens
in this world ♪

Stinson~ ♪

You don't know how to express yourself so ♪

And Paradisa! ♪

You just gotta sing! ♪

[OOC: Blue is Barney, Black is Reno B) Song continues in comments ]

fauconnerie.livejournal.com

[ THIS IS TOBIAS. CHILLING IN THE LOBBY. he's perched on a couch and the journal's open and he's dictating into it. ]

< You know, it's April Fool's Day. Everyone should really expect something like this. Guess it could be worse anyways... At least the castle's not leaving whoopie cushions everywhere... >

[Damian gives the bird a look with narrowed eyes as he passes, just because talking birds are freaks of nature and probably shouldn't exist. You see that, Tobias? He is Judging you. Stupid talking birds, talking about things he doesn't understand.]

What's a whoopie cushion?

[ OH OOPS. Damian doesn't know him as a hawk. that's fine. though he heard him coming in anyways. so he'll tilt his head up and reply: ]

< A whoopie cushion is like... a flat pancake-shaped thing that you sit on and it makes -- >

[ and then. the music starts

come here damian. this song is for you: ]

( ooc cut for the worst song in the world )

[ AND THIS IS ALL OPEN OVER THE JOURNAL OR ACTION. watch the little boy ragequit at the hawk.

or not. ]

rhymebell.livejournal.com

[Hey, all of you with your journals still open, there is a Rhyme smiling and twirling all around in the lobby, into the kitchen, and into the ballroom. In there, she find a mirror, which shows off her pretty new dress. And that sets off some music....

SINGING TIME!]
♫♪I feel pretty,
oh so pretty
I feel pretty and witty and bright!
And I pity
Any girl who isn't me tonight!♫♪

[She's just twirling around, and her hat flies off her head. She just looks insane. What do, Paradisa?]

((OOC: OPEN LIKE AN OPEN THING. COME ON, YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO.))

knightprodigy.livejournal.com

[Picture this, the grand stairwell of the RMS Titanic. Only less wet. And, most importantly, now in Paradisa. ...except it's always been there. Moving on!

Dick walks down one arm of the stairwell, humming to himself. He knows it's April 1st and having been in the castle for little over a year now, he knows what to expect but it's morning (or well. HIS morning. Which for most people commonly translates to AFTERNOONS) and Dick hasn't quite had his coffee yet.

So when he opens his mouth and starts to sing, it ain't no'ting.]

♪ There may be trouble ahead~

[Uuuntil he hits the plateau between flights and starts to frown in hopeless amusement. Oh, here we go.]

[OOC: Guys guys guys, he has the combined singing talents of Matt Bomer and NPH. DIS BATMAN CAN SING, YO!

See those tags, f*ck yeah you see those tags. Prepare yo'self for something of epic proportion.]

drivesaniisan.livejournal.com

Ridiculous. How, utterly ridiculous.

[Yeah, that's what Jin thinks of your silly day while chillin' (HURRHURR) on the roof. But the castle wouldn't let him get away with not being musical, oh no. He sits in irritation, when suddenly his journal appears nearby, and a pirate hat suddenly appears in Jin's hand. He puts it on, and Mightyena by his side with a skull and crossbones bandana. And, suddenly, he dramatically whirls around when his music starts.]

My friends, I stand before you
To tell a truth most dire
There lurks a traitor in our midst
Who hath invoked the captain's ire ♪

He don't deserve no mercy
We ought to shoot him with a gun
But I am not an evil man
So first let's have a little fun ♪

We'll tie that scoundrel to a rope
And throw him overboard
Drag him underneath the ship
A terrifying, deadly trip! ♪

( avast, a cut! )

[Aaand, stop. Jin suddenly gets a look of horror on his face, before he snatches the hat from his head and throws it over the edge of the roof.]

You damned, filthy castle! How dare you!

ino

[There are three women - that is to say, Faye, Ino, and Lois - walking into the lobby at this moment, and all three of them are inexplicably wearing leotards, heels, and a strange armpiece made of metal.

The lights dim for a moment before a familiar beat starts to play and they begin dancing ...]

All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies

Now put your hands up!

( ooc cut for length )

If you liked it, then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it
Oh, oh, oh

[and then the music dies, and there's a satisfied exhale from all three of them before the castle's effect wears off.]

lawyerlarry.livejournal.com

[Larry is look for a Fred. He's been thinking about her ever since hearing her song, but he knows to give her space sometimes. Now that it's getting late though, he thinks it's time to find her. He checks her room, but there's no answer. He's got his journal open with him in case he hears from her over it. Before making his way to Caritas to see if she's there he decides to check the kitchen.

He finds her there making coffee and steps in. He watches her quietly for a bit, waiting for her to notice him. When she doesn't he moves closer. He worries about her a lot and he knows she worries about him, but he thinks they also have a mutual understanding that each other really is okay in the long run. And he knows he'll be okay as long as she's there. He doesn't think about how he would be if she wasn't, because he doesn't like thinking about her not being there. It actually makes his heart hurt to think about it.

When she does finally look up and see him, he smiles warmly. And something comes over him and he starts walking closer to her as a song starts it's way off his lips...]

♪ They say we're young and we don't know
We won't find out until we grow ♪

☻ calm

tehoniongirl.livejournal.com

[The rest of the residents may be serenading the castle, but Jilly’s not worried. It’s foolish, maybe, but this was one holiday that had missed her last year. Besides, Christmas and Valentines have proven time and again that hiding in her room does absolutely nothing to stop it…which is why she’s heading down to the lobby, humming a few bars of "Single Ladies" thanks to the trio's lovely rendition getting it stuck in her head.

She doesn’t notice when the tune takes a turn in a completely different direction. Or how, as her feet hit the lobby floor, her steps start to match a definite beat.]

♪Oh, oh yeah, yeah. ♪

[Barney's chilling in a chair, a stack of small posterboards in his lap and a beer open at his side. He's still got the suit he picked out that morning on, though it's admittedly a little mussed after hanging around with Kaylee. Artfully mussed. Awesomely mussed]

[and then there's Barney's sweatshirted reflection lounging on the couch, his own stack of scorecards at the ready. Billy is thoroughly and obviously enjoying his day of raining judgment down on the populace via numbered cards, a smug smile hanging around on his face]

[As her eyes settle on the boys, Jilly gains direction. Confident steps bring her over to the couch where Billy is sitting and, without warning, she plops down next to him. An amused smile appears on her lips as she drops her feet into his lap and begins to sing]

♪I’ve known a few guys who thought they were…pretty smart, ♪
♪But you’ve got bein’ right down to an art. ♪
♪You think you’re a genius. You drive me… up the wall ♪
♪You’re a regular, original know-it-all ♪

leadthedance.livejournal.com

[All day, Gino's been doing his best not to laugh at all the singing that's been going on. He still remembers it all from last year, and the fact it's all occuring again is all too amusing.

Of course, when he steps out of his room and into the hallway, the urge overtakes him as well.]

If I, I get to know your name
Well, if I could trace your private number, baby ♪

All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your lovin' arms
I want some, want some ♪

I set my sights on you
(And no one else will do)
And I, I've got to have my way now, baby ♪

All I know is that to me
You look like you're havin' fun
Open up your lovin' arms
Watch out, here I come ♪

( Underneath this cut is very dizzying. )

[And with that, he stops spinning, and as result is quite dizzy. He leans against the wall, and just... laughs.]

Haha! Well, that was certainly fun.

excalibured.livejournal.com

[He was just sitting on a bench, innocently in the city, listening to a bunch of the musical numbers over the journal to...Laugh at pretty much, while he waits for Allen to get off work. Best entertainment he's had in awhile, so naturally...He has to get his comeuppance. It starts with a simple foot tapping, before a full blown band sound comes out of nowhere to accompany him]

Look at me I'm made of wonderful, wonderful
I'm all easy breath and steady walk, steady walking ♪
But underneath I'm barely moving, no
It's like I'm nothing... ♪
All the ways they had to make me
Smile and then they go and break me...♪

madetothwart.livejournal.com

[Today in the lobby, a certain angel is walking through with a certain demon. There is nothing unremarkable about this, that is until the first strains of music begin to play...]

Let's face the facts about me and you,
A love unspecified.
Though I'm proud to call you "Chocolate Bear,"
The crowd will always talk and stare.

[There is a brief pause as Aziraphale tries to discern two things; why he had just declared his love for Crowley in song, and what bears made of chocolate had to do with anything. But before he could register his confusion, Crowley took up the refrain.]

I feel exactly those feelings, too
And that's why I keep them inside.
'Cause this bear can't bear the world's disdain,
And sometimes it's easier to hide,
Than explain our

[Holding up his hand to cut Crowley off mid-sentence before this could get any worse, to his horror he found his gesture of 'stop' had turned into a rather attractive jazz hand wiggle and he had joined in to turn this solo into a terrifying duet.]

Guy love,
That's all it is,
Guy love,
He's mine, I'm his,
There's nothing gay about it in our eyes.

[ooc: Green is Crowley, Black is Aziraphale and Blue is both. Completely open!]

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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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Entries tagged with !april fools

(006) CG: show your lyrical prowess.

APRIL FOOLS: A FINALE

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21

90.7 - all my secrets

Crows Don't Sing [Action/Dictated (Er, Sung?)]

fifth phase [ action / journal ]

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7th Seal Broken

VIII

thirty-one31

I feel...pretty?

♘ | 037 | Castle Lobby | OPEN!

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♬ the pianoman's thirtieth song ♬

Day 51, is he the one?

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64 Swords in the Stone

27. Nothing Gay About it

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