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[Spring has sprung.

... or at least it will in a moment.

The City Royale is all set up, the city walls strung up with bare branches of climbing ivy, and flags in bright spring colors strung up around all the gates. More banners hang on the sides of buildings or from lamppost to lamppost, with terra-cotta pots on the sill of every window. Throughout the main square there are hundreds of little booths set up under pristine white canopies, tables of food and snacks and hand-made spring-themed trinkets. There are flower merchants and pony rides and little quartets of musicians, and the odd entertaining clown dancing around the streets.

The air and atmosphere is still post-winter, at least for that moment, until...

Everything blooms.

The climbing ivy sprouts great green leaves in a matter of seconds, and the trees burst forward with baby leaves and blossoming buds. Gardens come alive with flowers in red, yellow and pink, and every window in the city is suddenly flanked by full flowerpots. The temperature rises to accommodate, the sun shines a little brighter to make the sky glow before sunset, and great flocks of butterflies burst forth from the trees and shrubberies and flutter carelessly in every direction. Music kicks up, people start laughing and dancing in the streets, and everything is merry.

It's like a fairy-tale unfolding on the spot, and the festival has begun.]

SECTIONS
OOC POST | The City Streets | The Fountain | The Food Stalls | Entertainment | Flower Viewing

paradisamods

[The sun rises. The Koilos stirs.

Anyone near it may want to run, because it's moving, and moving fast, and that hot sucking mouth is moving to the nearest person...]

[ooc: Tagging may be a little inconsistent but I will be around. I wanted to get this up early! :) Hit me up on email (jrezny[at]rogers[dot]com) if you have any specific questions because AIM is being laggy on this connection.

A bit of madness, maybe some bumps and bruises, and a little problem solving! We're going to work in a downward fashion: I'll start new threads detailing where Koilos is going and what he's doing, and everyone can reply to that, then he'll start another, everyone replies to that, etc. It makes backtagging (and backreading) easier.

And, just a quick rundown of known details thus far:
a) It is made of some sort of indestructible metal.
b) It seemed really sluggish and relaxed... until now, of course.
c) It's hollow and gives off heat from its mouth.
d) It's about 18 ft tall when standing on four legs.]

paradisamods

[Patiently, it waits, sitting in the fields near the edge of town. The sky is growing dark, and were there no lights, perhaps it wouldn't be visible at all.

A million interlocking bits of metal, brought to life in the form of a hollow beast, its open mouth letting out a constant stream of hot breath.

They call it Koilos.]

[ooc: He's just gonna wait and watch, even if you get close. Just threadjack each other and hang for a bit :)

Koilos is gonna chill there tonight and nap. We'll do Part II tomorrow :)]

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babbyghost.livejournal.com

[There is a sad looking ghost baby thing sitting in a hall near you.

It looks really sad and alone.

Wat do?]

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The Summer Festival

[ Surprise surprise –– there's a festival in town. It's everything you'd imagine a summer festival is, yet another piece of Paradisa's endless greeting-card scenes, like something out of a classic painting. There are food carts, game stalls, booths selling handmade clothing and jewelry... it goes on and on for blocks, all throughout Main Street. ]

DIRECTORY (for all your page-loading needs)
Food Stalls
Game Stalls
Hot Air Balloons
The Fountain
The Crowds
On A Rooftop [Private]

paradisamods

EXTREEEEEME

[You survived. You survived.

As the roller coaster cars roll into the stations and the harnesses pop up, all of you can get the hell off this rollercoaster. The Red Hot Chili Peppers are still stuck in your head (ROLLAHCOASTAH...... OF LUUUUUUUV.....) but otherwise, you feel okay. Maybe. A bit.

There's a bathroom to the left if you need to throw up.]

OOC: GO! HOME FREE! THIS IS THE LAST PLOT POST!

If you don't want to play out all of them, you can certainly assume that your character got across, but EXTREEEEEME people will play through every obstacle. Rangers can absolutely help each other, cheer each other on, laugh at each others' pain and so on!

Navigation:
Plot x Schedule

paradisamods

EXTREEEEEME

[Clankclankclank... the rollercoaster starts moving, going up the huge incline... up and up and up...]

OOC: IF YOU NEED A CAR, EITHER START A "CAR #" SUBTHREAD, OR SIGN UP HERE OR HERE AND WE'LL GET YOU IN!

Similar to the last two nights, there's going to be stuff to react to. Some of it will be proactive (quick, do this or die) and other parts will be more reactive (REACTION FACE TIME.) A new section will go up every 15-20 minutes (including subsections for cars.) This will continue until around midnight. If you aren't here while the new things are going up... backtag.

Navigation:
Plot x Schedule x CAR PLANNING

paradisamods

EXTREEEEEME

[The door open, this time without bright lights. The set-up inside looks really simple... you walk down the ramp, and come to a rollercoaster station platform, complete with dividing gates to channel people into the cars.

To the left, there's an area walled off with thick plexiglass. On the other side of the glass is a couple velociraptors, milling around, occasionally squaking or watching the Rangers with beady, horrible eyes. Whatcha gonna do?

The cars are waiting to be filled. WHATCHA GONNA DO?]

OOC: GO FOR IT. Train leaves at 8 PM EST for us, but characters will presumably only be here for ten minutes. As always, backtag friendly.

Navigation:
Plot x Schedule

paradisamods

EXTREEEEEME

[Man, that sucked. Good thing we have some time for some R&R before things really get wild tonight.

As before, there's a resting room with bunks, a kitchenette, bathrooms/showers and some TVs. The time on the door's timer is only counting down to 5:00 PM today, and there are some brochures on rollercoaster safety on the coffee table in front of the couches.

... Rollercoasters.]

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Navigation:
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EXTREEEEEME

[The timer ticks on... 9:58.... 9:59... and lo! It's 10:00 pm!

There's another extreme guitar riff! and the door unlocks, and as it swings open on EXTREME HINGES, white light bursts from within, BLINDING at first!

When one's eyes adjust, they see...]

OOC:

If you don't want to play out all of them, you can certainly assume that your character got across, but EXTREEEEEME people will play through every obstacle. Rangers can absolutely help each other, cheer each other on, laugh at each others' pain and so on!

Navigation:
Plot x Schedule

paradisamods

EXTREEEEEME

[Now that your omnipotent narrator isn't being DISTRACTED IN CHAT BY TALK ABOUT AQUAMAN (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE) she can post this.

This is the rest room. Not one word, mind.

It's a big room with waterproofed grey floors and endless rows of bunk beds. There are small lockers by each one, with changes of clothes, though they are, regrettably, the exact same as the ones they're currently wearing. There's also a set of doors that leads to bathrooms, complete with toilet and shower stalls.

At the end of the room there's a galley kitchen with stocked fridges and cupboards. Make-your-own, no ghosts or wishes. Sucks? Kinda.

There's also a TV set up, showing videos of what they did earlier, on the course. Lmao, wipe-out.]

OOC: No sections.

Navigation:
Plot x Schedule

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EXTREEEEEME

[The timer ticks by... 9:58.... 9:59... and lo! It's 10:00 pm!

There's another extreme guitar riff! and the door unlocks, and as it swings open on EXTREME HINGES, white light bursts from within, BLINDING at first!

When one's eyes adjust, they see...]

OOC: SECTIONS ARE UP! Have at.

If you don't want to play out all of them, you can certainly assume that your character got across, but EXTREEEEEME people will play through every obstacle. Rangers can absolutely help each other, cheer each other on, laugh at each others' pain and so on!

Navigation:
Plot x Schedule

paradisamods

EXTREEEEEME

[The door is unlocked now, and when it unlocked, it played some crazy electric guitar riff. Can you just FEEL the EXTREMENESS?]

OOC: SECTIONS UP. HAVE AT.

Navigation:
Plot x Schedule

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EXTREEEEEME

[It's midnight. A small building has appeared on the lawn, in the middle of the field just outside of the castle, maybe a two-minute walk from the front door, and clearly visible from the windows. It's not very large, either; perhaps the size of a small bungalow. Looking through the glass windows shows a plain white lobby, very minimalist and "modern." There seems to be what looks like a receptionist's desk inside, with a pot of pink flowers. The front door is locked.

It's indestructible, and immune to scans/x-rays/"senses" to see within.

But hey, can't hurt to poke around, right?]

abadgirl.livejournal.com

Hey bitches it's Monday night and no one has work tomorrow (except the masochists) so fuck yeah, there's nothing wrong with Mondays. So we're gonna play a little GAME.

In ten minutes, I'm gonna be in the Death Match, which is sponsoring this event. Travis is rolling over in his grave somewhere.

We're gonna play a little drinking game. It's called...

I've Never.

If you've never played "I've Never" then this is how it goes: someone says something like "I've never killed a man." People who can't say it (or are fucking liars) drink a shot. This continues until there's one player standing, who hasn't thrown up or pissed or died of alcohol poisoning, whichever comes first.

If you have some magical metahuman alcohol intolerance: no one fucking cares if you win. It's about the JOURNEY and the EXPERIENCE and BUILDING CHARACTER RELATIONS. Yeah, that's right, I just said that. Cheesy, isn't it?

If you're underage or a pussy, drink juice.

If you're too lame to join us at the bar, just follow along in your journal. Honour system, by the way. You fucking drink if you're supposed to.

[ooc: Partially because Babs and I thought this was amusing and partially because I just got offered a cool new side job, IC meme, ladies and gents!

Do a NEW THREAD for each "I've never..." statement, and try to specify in the subject whether they're in the Death Match or the journal, just so we know who we're bothering or not. You can post your own I've Nevers.

And hell, if you feel like it, keep track of the number of shots somewhere. We can post 'em tomorrow and have a laugh.]

chaseurdreams.livejournal.com

[Throughout the castle you can hear the sound of a horse neighing and suddenly music starts to play]

[If you are to look outside of your rooms and in the halls, or in the lobby, you might catch a glimpse of a ROBOT UNICORN running through the halls, occasionally speeding up and RAMMING through giant glass stars that lay around the castle.]

[OOC: ~~Please wait until subject headings are put up for each floor!~~ Okay characters are free to react to the unicorn running by, the music playing, the random glass stars or take this opportunity to sing one last song before April Fools day is over! ~~EXCEPT PLEASE LEAVE THE DUCK POND THREAD ALONE UNTIL ITS FINISHED.~~ FINAL EVENT IS FINISHED, FEEL FREE TO HAVE WITNESSED AND REACT TO THE DUCK POND THREAD. The unicorn itself won't respond to any comments due to the fact that it's busy running ]

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[Yes folks, it's Disneyland. As York has invited all the Paradisans here today, this could be your chance to go with all your castle friends! Anybody with a journal can get in for free, as Tony Stark has declared them official Stark Industries promotional items and, of course, he owns Disney.

York has made reservations at the Blue Bayou restaurant inside the Pirates of the Blue Bayou ride for anyone who RSVP'd in his last post, but the rest of the park is free for anyone to explore and enjoy!

There are two main areas: Disneyland itself and California Adventure, as well as the Downtown Disney shopping experience and several hotels, at which York has booked a few rooms in case anyone needs to crash early or take a nap during the day. The main park is open until midnight (full event schedule here). Sections are posted for individual areas within both!

SECTIONS ARE UP! Have at, and threadhop at will.]

stitchzilla.livejournal.com

Welcome to the L.A. Zoo!
information on the location here.

Open Post. Presumably after school has been let out for the day!

abadgirl.livejournal.com

Have you ever looked at another resident and gone "oh em eff gee those two would be sooooooo--ooooo-ooooo cute together?"

Don't lie, you have.

So who are they, huhhhh?

It's okay. If you're shy, just write in block letters or someshit so no one knows you suggested it ♥ Even if they've never met. Who would work it like it owed them money, who would just make hot babies, I don't care.

BONUS CHALLENGE: If someone says your name you have to like... at least talk to them. Or consider it.

[ooc: IC MEME WHAT?]

About the Archive

"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 !event

FESTA DELLA PRIMAVERA

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Day 1500

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AND WE'RE ALMOST THERE...

Get ready. GET READY.

"This is such a bad idea, guys."

no raptors yet...

WELCOME TO YOUR WORST FOAM-RELATED NIGHTMARE

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IC MEME HAHAAHHA

GRAND FINALE: THROUGHOUT THE CASTLE

Time For Some Fun!

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