paradisalost | Entries tagged with 7

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[Dictated. She hid for a few days after the dreaded V-Day, and is just now poking her head back into public.]

Please tell me the next holiday is not for a while. I think I need a break!

[After that little outburst, she's hopping on her ~~pissy~~ trusty cat-steed Ruffian and doing her usual sweep of the castle. You only find the most interesting things if you look for them.]

[[ooc: Okay, this is 7's last post. Open post/open journal/open like a 24 Hour Starbucks with free wifi.]]

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Private
Okay. So, I've been here a year, I should know about what to expect. Looking at the calender, I think I'm just going to hide during the middle of February. [Since LOL bad memories of her BFF giving her googly eyes after a certain arrow incident]
/Private

Filtered to York and Washington
Hey. Haven't talked to you buys for a while, how're things?
/Filter

[7's doing what she does best when she's working through something, and that's parkouring her way through the library. Feel free to see her jumping shelf-to-shelf, swinging between aisles, running along the top of the bookshelves. She's not really worried about stealthing it today.]

Filtered to friends of Penny

[Direct public speaking like this is sooooooo not 7's thing. Have some awkwardness]

So, Hanna and I were thinking about ... maybe throwing Penny a party. You know, when she ... uh ... gets back.

Maybe the four seasons room? Not on a day with snow, obviously, because there's already snow ... outside ...

And food. Does anyone know her favorite foods ... ?

Or any other ideas?

[okaaaay, so ... she's just going to leave it at that.]

[[ooc: Open post anywhere in de library!]]

brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com

It ... just occured to me. I've been here a whole year.

[A small pause as she lets that sink in,]

I don't even remember being home that long.

[To celebrate, 7's going to be going on a solitary patrol, riding Ruffian around the castle (keeping inside, because this cat has become extremely spoiled), just ruminating on everything that's happened between here and home.]

[[ooc: Open thing is open! Journal or absolutely anywhere in the castle!]]

brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com

[She's in the lobby, sitting on a bench by one of the large picture windows, wrapped in a thick blanket with a mug of cocoa, her journal, and an actually purring and content Ruffian nearby. She dictates as she looks out at the falling snow,]

It looks so alive, the way it moves on the wind. I'd never really noticed that before.

[[ooc: In Person for Kisses, Journal for non, either way open as can be!!!]]

brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com

[[ooc: BACKDATED TO MORNING Loss Start]]

[She tried, okay? She hated the idea, but she tried anyway, and she could NOT make head nor tails of all the pieces supposedly required for ONE DAMN OUTFIT. So she's in her chemise, sounding exhausted and angry,]

I offer my services as a scout, tracker, or any other stealth position to anyone that can give me pants and a simple shirt.

Filtered to Hanna

I could use any bright ideas for cheering up right now.

Filtered to Tim

Our date might have to wait a little bit; castle's playing mean with me. [She's not quite so small and adorable as you first saw her]

Filtered to York & Delta

[Sounding a mite bitter,] As if things couldn't get worse? Yes. Yes. I woke up squishy this morning.

[A little sigh as she resigns herself to this squishy fate, just DAMN WELL HOPING it doesn't last a FREAKING MONTH like last time.]

Also, I have a question to ask about the Danger Room.

Filtered to Penny

[Waits a long time, considering. Considering. Finally, just in case she can't find any pants,]

Do you have any idea how these clothes are supposed to work?

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( Filtered to York & Delta )

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Private

[Yeah. She just saw her name on the Bachlorettes list. Starting the dictation off with a resigned sigh,]

I guess this is somehow his way of getting back at me for signing him up for the Bachelor auction. [There's a hint of amusement in her voice, even if she's a little upset with the whole idea,] I'll take it as a challenge to enjoy it, even if it kills me.
/Private

Okay, to whoever signed me up for that ... auction?

I accept your challenge. [STONE FACED. ~~but internally flailing quite a bit, actually~~]

brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com

[Someone's been in a bit of a solitary mood of late, perhaps you'd seen her stealthing about the library, or skirting around a corner, carefully keeping just out of contact. She'd been spending a lot of time dwelling over her conversation with 6, and and letting her come to terms with the friends she's lost between home and her eleven months here.]

( Shortpack/Private )

[That done, and she does stare at it a long time before continuing, she tries to focus more on the present and less on the past;]

[Dictated, sounding contemplative,] What's the most fun you've ever had here, outside of any castle changes?

I think 'sliding down the staircase bannisters' has to top my list.

brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com

Library Filter
[7 stands a long time, quiet, just outside of 6's little hovel. She realized she still had time to find out what had happened him at home, to understand what he'd be going back to, if he ever did, unlike the opportunities she'd wasted with Shortpack and 5.]

[But she still hesitated. She remembered how his hip was popped out of place when he arrived, something she knew hadn't happened before she'd been brought in, even after her brief trip home, and she wasn't sure she wanted to know.]

[No, that wasn't true. After her experiences with Shortpack and 5, she knew it was more important to find out than to try and pretend it didn't happen, and to stop pretending that she could save them from everything]

[With all that in mind, she knocks on his entrance and pokes her head in]

6? Can I have a minute?
/Filter

[[ooc; Will be open later, mood depending on how this convo goes :( ]]

brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com

( [4th floor filter] )

[The journal records splintering wood, and a very very very angry stitchpunk, who's too busy attacking the castle the only way she can think of to notice her journal's landed open]

DAMN -- STUPID -- FUCKING -- PIECE-OF-SHIT CASTLE!

brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com

[These did not happen all at once. These happened periodically over the span of the last few days, as she thinks of them and recovers from her not-wanting-to-talk-to-anyone-ever-angsty-time, and they're all going in one place because it's better I not spam the comm with all of everyone.]

( Hanna )

( York & Delta )

( Washington )

( Penny )

( Ukitake )

( Sera (Or, the 'Boogie Man') )

( Irvine )

( 6 )

( Draco )

( Zeke )

( Shortpack )

[[ooc: html broke my brain. sleeping now, will tag back in morning! XD]]

brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com

( Shortpack's Room Filter )

[7 is in a dire need to be alone right now, so while you may catch a glimpse of here and there as she does her stealthing thing, she'll pretty much ignore everyone. She's also keeping her journal closed as best she can (you know how the castle is).]

[[ooc: Feel free to notice her and try to talk to her if you want, just fair warning she's not in a very talkative mood right now]]

brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com

( Filtered to York )

( Filtered to 6, Shortpack, and York & Delta )

[Forward dated to a couple hours after curfew]

[HEY! Room E7! There's a tapping at your window ... YES ON THE SECOND FLOOR ... because 7 has somehow climbed up and is now tapping on the glass, not hard or loud, but persistently enough that someone inside is bound to notice at some point. Also, whispering,]

Hey! Washington! Wash! You awake in there?

[And then much later, at a very odd hour of the morning, pretending Mun didn't fail so hard for forgetting,]
( Filtered to Shortpack )

brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com

[[ooc: forward dated to FuckEarly in the morning]]

[It's 5 in the morning, Paradisa, and this girl is up before the sun, pulling on her running shoes and taking her customary morning jog around the castle grounds. Once that's done, she grabs a banana and a bottle of water from the kitchen and heads back up to her room, as if this is how she's always started her days at Paradisa. Once back in her room, she sits with her journal and reads and jots down notes while eating her breakfast.]

( Private )

[Dictated,]

Uh, hey, 7 here. To everyone who may have met me on my ... uh, Losses ... I'm back now. It's all over. [Or so she thinks ...]

[Filtered to Shortpack]

Lets go get some ice cream sometime, or something. [Because she totally feels she owes you for being such an Ass when she was a guy, but she doesn't want to admit it.]

[/Filter]

[[ooc: Last week of the Loss of Doom! Prepare to be confused!]]

brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com

[[Forward dated to slightly after midnight]]

[There is a small girl, wearing white pajamas with a big bold '7' on the back, wandering around your castle at an hour which small girls should normally be in bed. She's got a broomstick with her, but if you try to tell her that she'll indignantly correct you. It's a spear ...

... because she is hunting monsters.]

[[ooc: Loss continues! Feel free to find this girl ANYWHERE.]]

brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com

[He was distracted. That had to be it.]

[Totally brooding over .... everything .... and completely missed that discarded banana peel.]

[On the 7th floor staircase.]

[There's a lot of commotion, grunting, and angry cursing as someone takes a header down the stairs, finally coming to rest on the 3rd floor landing.]

[Standing, brushing himself off, muttering. Not a scratch.]

[Too bad you couldn't say the same about his pride!]

[[ooc: 7's been hit by Mat's Luck Loss! Feel free to witness the spectacle!]]

brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com

Who: ANYONE (York & Delta, 7, and whoever else wants to join in!)
What: Relaxing at Caritas!
When: Thursday Evening, the day after all the EXTREEEMEness!
Where: Caritas
Rating: E for Everything! or, uh ... Pg-13?

( Just a small town girl, living in a lonely world )

brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com

[There's a guy in the gym, wearing only white sweatpants, making a show of mercilessly beating a punching bag with a practice quarterstaff. There are already a couple broken ones lying about, evidence of an already brutal workout.]

[For anyone that's ever seen 7's scar as a human, they might recognize it on this guy, the large patch of tight, twisted skin taking up most of his back, as well as the myriad smaller scars that he's accrued in his eight months in the castle. That, however, is the only defining mark that this is the same, little white stitchpunk.]

[The journal lies open nearby, forgotten, recording the grunts and thuds as he takes out his latest frustration on the poor equipment.]

[Angry muttering,] Damn castle couldn't leave well enough alone, could it.

[[ooc: Open and Journal! Loss Of Doom continues!]]

brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com

[Aaaaand yes. The Most Fun Days EVEH being over, 7 finds herself back on her Loss, waking up in the lobby in a new ridiculous dress. At least it's nearly been a week, so hopefully this is the last day.]

[She's sitting on the couch, bruised and sore, a little frustrated at the dress, but still rather calm and happy. Even the awfulness of the dress can't diminish how much fun that was, the courses and the coaster and everything.]

[Checking her journal, and leaving a dictated comment to everyone in general]

You know what? The castle could stand to do that sort of thing more often.

( Filtered to York )

( Filtered to Shortpack )

( Filtered to 6 )

[[ooc: Open post and journal! Last Awful Dress Day!]]

brdskllwarrior.livejournal.com

[Two more days of waking up in the Lobby in godawful dresses, and with today's castle choice in particular, and 7 needed a new way to escape from it.]

[That's why she can be found in an obscure, dark corner of the Death Match, open journal nearby. She's looking over the drink list but quite ordering yet. She's wearing this, and given the special nature of the castle, each and every balloon is perfectly intact.]

Only this damned sadistic castle would even consider this clothing.

[[ooc: OPEN OPEN OPEN in person and journal as the Loss of Doom continues! Come convince her to have a drink (or ten!)]]

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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PARADISA LOST

the archives, 2006-2012

Entries tagged with 7

46 ... exit stage left

45 ... Grabbing air

44 ... adrift in time

43 ... nocturne

42 ... mostly harmless

41 ... full circle

40 ... what doesn't kill you only maims you just a little

39 ... rebuild

38 ... killing the dragon

37 ... there are no words

36 ... wonder and opine

35 ... ellipses

34 ... a crack in the dam

33 ... smoke and mirrors

32 ... someone has to.

31 ... down we go!

(no subject)

30 ... got to be kidding me.

29 ... atrocious in orange

28 ... up up and away

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