[identity profile] admonishme.livejournal.com
[ the journals picks up a loud yaaaaawn, he's seated on a couch in the lobby with a million papers scattered around him -- there is no order here whatsoever. but he does have three rather sleepy kittens curled up around him.

they're fierce guard kittens. really. Eclipse is probably the scariest thing there ]


I'm never going to finish all of these cards in time..

Hey, Eclipse! Do you think this looks like a tree?

[ it doesn't. it looks like a.. well, something that isn't a tree ]

[ooc; Come get your kisses! Or just bother a Demon Lord and his scary mentor~ ]
[identity profile] howdare.livejournal.com
[ out of nowhere, there's the sound of something wooden falling over. cue a low scaaaaary voice, and the fact that it's quiet somehow makes it scarier ]

...How unamusing. To have the gall to kidnap me? This kind of impudence won't be tolerated.

Go.

[ pause, and an odd shuffle of confusion ]

...

Go.

[ another pause ]

...What is this?!

[ sounds of footsteps as he stalks out of the room and abandons the journal, voice fading into a growl ]

I need to find Lord Raenef.

[ and is now wandering your halls for his demon lord, paradisa B| ]
[identity profile] always-eclipsed.livejournal.com
Private )


This castle is becoming much too festive as of late.
[identity profile] always-eclipsed.livejournal.com
[Recorded]

...Wh-what is this? Age?

But I have never shown any signs of aging-

[a meow from by the journal followed by a long pause]


[Written elegantly]

If anyone should need me, I will be in the library.
[identity profile] always-eclipsed.livejournal.com
More holidays? I wonder who invents these celebrations...
[identity profile] always-eclipsed.livejournal.com
How odd these human holidays.


I am ashamed to admit that I am intrigued, however. I did do some research in the library. it turns out that humans once celebrated the death of their loved ones and those they had known on this night. They lit candles for their souls and told stories to the spirits.

Then the celebration became bastardized by some people known as Christians. They damned their predecessors of the holiday and turned the holiday into an evil night, one on which demons and beings known as witches and ghosts would roam the night, haunting and possessing those whom they encountered.

After that characterization, the night became one of costumes and candy for little children.

[a recorded sigh that sounds like a laugh, too]

How odd humans are.


...

I am partially tempted to participate in the festivities. I wonder if I have gone insane?


[a pause where Eclipse mutters a brief spell to light a few candles and levitate them outside of his door]
[identity profile] always-eclipsed.livejournal.com
Private )


Nataku, since our last meeting was unfortunately a failure, would you like to try again this evening?
[identity profile] always-eclipsed.livejournal.com
This is not right. How can there be this much energy in this castle?

[insert some flipping of pages for a minute and then back to this one]

Nataku, Delirium, are you all right?

[a slight groan as he has a headache] Please respond quickly. I do not wish to go walking around again but I will if I must.

[some written spells]


To all those who wish for a safehaven, room nine hundred and twenty is being offered.


{{ooc: Sorry, muse is being nice today~ ♥}}
[identity profile] always-eclipsed.livejournal.com
Nataku )

[muttered amidst some writing of spells]
There are too many violent inhabitants here.


{{ooc: Eclipse has been oddly silent lately and I apologize~}}
[identity profile] always-eclipsed.livejournal.com
[recorded]

[some muttering in an unfamiliar language]


[some time later] For all of those who would care, the ward that was taken off of my door has now returned. Those who have tampered with my room are now being tracked.


{{ooc: Loss is over for Eclipse. I had nothing more to do with him~}}
[identity profile] always-eclipsed.livejournal.com
[recorded]

[sounds of the door opening]

What....has happened?

[shuffling and then a growl]


Nataku )
[identity profile] always-eclipsed.livejournal.com
[recorded unknowingly]

Quite odd. I cannot feel my magic. There seems to be no magical trace in my room, or on the door for that matter.

Perhaps...

I shall have to go to the library to research this.

[some footsteps and the journal being picked up and then closed]


{{ooc: and cue Pyro~ Be nice? I feel like a bad mommy for letting you burn his room, but oh well. XD;;;}}
[identity profile] always-eclipsed.livejournal.com
Nataku? Are you awake? At least, I hope you are Nataku…

[slightly groggy] Yes, I'm Nataku. [pause at hearing voice, as Nataku gets up, holding throat] It's changed. Why has it changed? And, my hair [grabs two longer strands to pull on them] My hair is -- [and more pressing concerns come up] Where is my teddy bear?

To not raping anyone's page! )

{{ooc: Eclipse is this color, and Nataku is this color! Woot~}}
[identity profile] always-eclipsed.livejournal.com
I never had gathered that humans were so...peculiar. Nor did I realize that something called a blender - which could only be described as a large glass - could be lusted after.

And they wonder why demons stay in castles of their own...
[identity profile] always-eclipsed.livejournal.com
[some soft sounds of a cat jumping across the page and meowing]

Private )


[some time later to the sounds of purrs]
I suppose it is odd to wonder if the cat truly is gray.
[identity profile] always-eclipsed.livejournal.com
[Dictated]

I cannot believe the Gods have cursed me to live in the same castle as these mortals. What have I done to deserve this? [Gone~]

Out of respect to the fellow residents who have not rudely disturbed the peace, I will place a warning here once. And only once.


Touch my door without permission and you will pay.


[muttered darkly] Oh what fools these mortals be.... [something added inaudibly but sounds something like 'headache remedy']

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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