[identity profile] aliencatcher.livejournal.com
[Dib is in a sad mood. He's just had his entire alien-fighting life thrown into question by the Tallests revealing that they don't actually care about taking over Earth and it's just... really messing with him. That compared with the constant failure and general apathy even here where people believe in the paranormal is basically making him wonder whether he's even pursuing the right career.

Eventually he sighs and picks up the journal.]


Are there any real scientists around here that might want to teach me stuff? It's time to... [Oh god, he hates saying this, but if he was wrong, then his dad must be right.] ...leave paranormal investigation behind. And grow up.

ExpandZim )
[identity profile] aliencatcher.livejournal.com
[Thanks to a certain stupid alien, Dib has lost all his beautiful pictures of various paranormal residents. Luckily, he's still got his notes. Those don't get destroyed thanks to light exposure. Now he's studying his notes, unaware that the journal is taking down his every word!]

...there's not really a pattern here. Robots and "pokemon" and creatures that don't even realize how supernatural they are. It's like some of them are from entire worlds of weird stuff and don't even realize that that's weird!

[He pauses for a moment, considering that sentence, then shrugs it off.]

And then there's all the things people have been saying about vampire attacks. I haven't even seen any vampires yet! What if they look just like normal people? How would we even know?

[He closes his notes decisively, though the journal remains open since he... hasn't noticed it. It's under his desk or something.]

All right, note to self: Find crosses and garlic. ...also, consider not talking to yourself all the time. People might start thinking you're crazy or something.
[identity profile] aliencatcher.livejournal.com
[Dib has had very little luck figuring out how to get home, so today he's decided to turn his efforts elsewhere. Namely, on the many, many magical and alien beings that call the castle and the surrounding areas home. He is, after all, a Paranormal Investigator, and in such a richly paranormal place as Paradisa, it is his duty, nay, his calling to investigate.

So investigate he does. He has a camera and a notebook, wished up from the castle, and for the past hour he's been quietly stalking investigating all the non-human people he can find.

He's following a certain cat-like creature now, and he thinks he's seen enough to start taking notes, speaking aloud as he does so, of course.

Too bad he picked up the wrong notebook. His notes come out in the journal for all to see.]


Subject: "Meowth." Resembles a cat, but tendency to walk on two legs and speak English suggest that something else is going on. Perhaps werecat? Or under some sort of a spell? Maybe connected to that shiny charm-like thing on its head? Could it turn me into a cat? Is the fact that the cat is apparently from New York at all relevant?

[He puts the journal away and starts snapping pictures. He'll be doing this all day.]



[ooc: Okay, action spam open to any paranormal creatures that want to be stalked/humans that want to catch him stalking/humans that happen to be slightly paler or more hairy than usual and want to be accidentally stalked/paranormal creatures that want to catch him/anything I didn't already describe.]
[identity profile] aliencatcher.livejournal.com
[Dib has hardly noticed the wreckage. He's busy trying to figure out this castle thing now that he's back. No one's explained anything to him, but thanks to intelligence, an incredibly obvious loss, and his tendency to talk to himself out loud, he's figured out a lot already.

Now he has some theories, and it's time to see if the castle in general has some insight. This time with less spastic yelling.]


So, there's this world I seem to be incapable of saying. I could say it fine back home, and I can still say other stuff that means the same thing, but whenever I try to say this particular word, it just... won't come out. Has this happened to anyone else? Is there a reason for it?

And what was with the random pirate thing?

ExpandFiltered to everyone who isn't Irken )
[identity profile] aliencatcher.livejournal.com
[Dib's first clue that something is less than right is the fact that his room no longer looks like it's been torn apart by cyborgs. The second clue is that it doesn't really look like his room. There's a book sitting right near the bed. He opens it and flips through the pages, hoping for SOMETHING that will give him a clue. There's... far too much for him to make sense of at first, but it seems to be some sort of communication device. Possibly powered by magic. He grabs it and steps out into the castle at large hoping to find some sort of answer.

After several hours wandering, he finally ends up in what looks like the lobby and collapses onto a bench, exhausted. The place is bigger than he'd thought.

He opens the book again and starts flipping through it.

Suddenly he notices some very familiar writing. Also the words "My Tallest" written over and over and over again in the most annoying way possible. His eyes narrow.]


Zim.

[He lifts the book and speaks directly into it.]

I don't know where you've taken me, Zim, or how you pulled it off, but it won't work. I'll find a way out, and I'll stop whatever evil... thingy you're trying to do.

What is this anyway, huh? Some sort of-- [He tries to say the word "alien" and chokes on it. He pauses and tries to say it again. His eyes widen, he rubs his throat. One last, failed attempt.]

WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?
[identity profile] parascience.livejournal.com
[transcribed without Dib knowing]

...O-kay..This..isn't my room.

WHERE AM I? WHAT IS THIS? This has to be some kind of trick from some paranormal event. Maybe it was aliens? OR or maybe ghosts? OH OR MAYBE IT WAS A BREAK IN THE SPACE AND TIME CONTINUIM.

OKAY. Just calm down, Dib. Just think this through. You're alive, obviously. Otherwise you wouldn't be talking. Unless of course this is another alternate dimension or somethin-NO. NONONO. ALIVE. Okay. You're in a mystery city. Why would you be in a mystery city?

THERE'S ONLY ONE EXPLAINATION. This is a parallel dimension and a wormhole broke through the space and time continuim and sucked me here! THAT HAS TO BE IT!

Okay, checking everything.. [sounds of pockets being slapped and things put on the desk] I've got my camera, my video camera, my watch so I can call Gaz for help.. I'll be fine. I can make it through this.

...hey what's this thing? [sounds of journal papers being flipped through]

HEY COOL! It writes down everything I say! This'll come in handy.

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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