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Who: Faith & WINE.
Where: The Fountain in the Center of the City
What: WINE FOUNTAIN.
When: RIGHT NOW, FOOL!



[She's walking around the perimeter of the fountain, glancing around before she puts her hand into the water and brings it to her mouth to taste it.]

Oh, that's good. [Yeah, she's thrilled because that's definitely not just water anymore.]

I am gonna have fun tonight. [Sure, there's snow and all that, but the fountain seems to not be frozen, which if Faith knew anything about plumbing, she'd know that meant it wasn't coming from the pool of water, but from some underground source - actual plumbing. It also meant the water was the same source as the castle, which meant it was under the same magic of the alcohol.]
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Anyone wanna clear up this whole gig where the water I just used to brush my teeth with tastes like Jack?

'mean, I'm not complaining, but if this isn't just me - I'm interested to see what kinda fun could be had.

[There's the sound of the journal shutting, then about fifteen minutes later, she's at the fountain. Where anyone can join her. The journal won't pick up anything that goes on there. It's a good thing.]
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Who: Faith & Castiel - or Faith and you!
Where: Faith's at a Hostel. In a private room. They don't let crazy people share rooms because the crazy person spends all the time there going: "Who took my knife!"
What: Visit Faith in Paris! Help her not starve. Teach her something French.
When: Anywhere from the 19th to the 24th! Just let me know, the date somewhere in your tag.
Notes: None right now.


Faith had stayed in worse places. At least in this place her television worked and the mini-fridge didn't smell like someone had been storing black-market organs in it for a month. This was actually pretty decent, but it didn't have the space her old place did. Then again, who was going to argue with her when she had the square footage of a gentleman's club back at Paradisa.

She had heat, a shower, and clothing. Faith could manage with that. Plus, she had people offering to bring her food. The angel that she'd accosted at that wine party was already talking about bringing her mac & cheese.

Maybe Paris wouldn't be so bad at all. She'd hang out at her place, take a few tours, see what trouble was out there -- maybe even hit a club or two. She could manage Paris.
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So... not everyone got the language upgrade and I'm staring at food in this mini fridge wondering what half of it is.

[Yeah, she's been staring at a box of something for an hour now trying to figure out if it's snails or if it just has a picture of a cartoon snail on it.]

Isn't all the food we have in America some knock-off of something French? Is it just called toast here?
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Who: Speed Daters!
What: Speed Dating!
Where: Speed Caritas in the City
When: December Speed 17th
Notes: All are welcome. ALL. Feel free to crash the party too. If you want. Prose or [spam] are welcome. If you have someone that won't attend, Cupid can TELEPORT them to the event. Examples and further details on how this works are HERE.
If you need help, feel free to IM me at: onlysayinghello - even if it says I am away, just leave a note and I'll get back to you ASAP.
ETA: Men seeking Men - if you also opted into Male for Male - please feel free to mingle here as well. Harmony apologizes for the lack of participation in your sexual preference category.




Harmony has been trying to teach Cupid the ways of regular relationships. Of course, it doesn't help that every year around this time, a plethora of people are macking on each other in the hallways, stairwells, city, and everywhere else because the castle thinks that it's clever. She's still trying though and in her efforts she's come up with Speed Dating. It's less... buy a date and more find a date... or a good conversation.

All morning she's been trying to make sure everyone is prepared. She offered help for outfits and she even found some actual pants and a vest for Cupid. He looks dashing. Slightly uncomfortable, but still - dashing.

She already spent all morning printing and laminating the dater cards so that she could bind them together to hand out to everyone when they came into the place. It would give everyone a little bit to talk about and hopefully it would make their dates start out with some easy questions.

When everything is ready, Harmony goes to open the door and hopes to see people filing in.
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Who: Anyone!
What: It's a Wine Tasting at the Lux
When: Saturday Evening
Where: The Lux.
Sugarplum Fairies: PLENTY.
Notes: ANYONE is welcome. Prose or brackets. I'm just having Katherine start it off, but feel free to have your very own thread. This is a party-post of sorts. It's at the Lux and there are plenty of wines and platters of small bits of food that are meant to accentuate the flavor of the wine. Cheese, Chocolate, Fruits... etc.



The Lux isn't Katherine's first choice of social locations, but it does have the luxury of being somewhere that has been deemed as off-limits for the Salvatore brothers. She'd put the math together through the journals and from over-hearing conversations of employees and the ghosts. Such gossips. She'd already resolved to go to that Speed Dating thing, just trying to make some effort to figure out just who all was in this place and just how vulnerable some of them were.

For the moment, she's milling through the crowd, glass in hand, and keeping an eye on everyone. She's fully capable of slipping by most of them undetected. Knowing that her speed would easily put her out of anyone's line of sight if she didn't want to be seen. Tonight though, she wasn't planning on shying away from too many of them.
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[Faith doesn't have very solid memories of holidays. Thanksgiving coming and going wouldn't have been a big deal, except she knows there's food somewhere. She'd already checked the kitchen - but it felt like the castle hadn't provided the feast this year. No grazing from the leftovers for her. Unless she actually asks for some.]

So, what's a girl gotta do to find where everyone's hiding the leftovers?

I mean, the usual kitchen thing is a bust. Two-hundred people in this place and you must've cleaned the place out already.
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Who: Anyone!
Where: The Castle Lobby - Just outside the entrance to the Lux
When: Saturday - All Day
What: Hanging out, Coffee, Scrabble, board games!
Note: Prose or [action] are a-okay. If anyone has Words with Friends I can ICly play with you! my username is Lollobrigida. If you have Words with Friends, just drop your username in a comment and people can play with you!



Jo has raided the game room and the library. All the board games that she could find, without actually wishing them up, were now placed out on the tables that she'd set up earlier in the week. The biggest thought she has is that this'll just be a lazy weekend for people to relax and enjoy some actual normal company. Of course, there's a chance that this will turn into something else, but for the moment (which would be just while she's setting things up) she'll remain hopeful.

With the games set up around the varied tables, Jo takes a seat at the Scrabble board and starts to flip the letter tiles upside down in the lid of the box. She'll try to rope people into games as they walk by.

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Nov. 5th, 2011 12:22 pm
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Who: Sam Winchester and the people he really owes an apology to: Dean Winchester, Jo Harvelle, Faith Lehane and Castiel. [CLOSED]
What: Sam making up for the things he did when he was soulless.
When: Friday night, November 4th, into Saturday, November 5th.
Where: Various locations in the castle.
Rating: PG-13
Notes: There are going to be sections for each person setting up location and such, and I'm setting them up in prose, but if you want to switch it up and actionspam it, that's good by me too.

Read more... )
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Who: Anyone and everyone!
What: River Song's costume party!
When: Halloween
Where:  The Ballroom

Welcome to the Ballroom! Which has been  conveniently decorated in the typical Halloween decor of spiderwebs, glowing pumpkins, and other assorted ghoulish looking decorations. A big thanks to the ghosts for doing most of the hard work! A table is set up towards the back of the room and it is simply filled with Halloween themed goodies! Small cookies, candies, some cake, and a strange green bubbling cauldron full of a punch-like drink. Be careful though, the punch has most likely already been spikes!

Your hostess, River Song, is dressed up as a very sexy vampire. Complete with small plastic bat wings, a long gorgeous cape, and plastic fangs! Feel free to approach her or mingle on your own!

[Open]

Oct. 29th, 2011 11:37 pm
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WHO Wesley Wyndam-Pryce and YOU!
WHAT Wes has been seriously injured and recovers at the clinic and at home.
WHERE Paradisa castle clinic and Wes' residence in town.
WHEN Backdated from Oct 25th through the week.
NOTES Wes will be at the clinic 25th/26th and will be home from 27th. Will create subthreads, but feel free to create your own. Prose and action spam both welcome. Fred will be pretty much a constant fixture at Wes' side.
WARNINGS PG at most.

After six hours he wakes up again. Everything is a blur and his head throbs painfully, He's told that he has fractured ribs and a concussion and he's not well enough to be discharged yet. Well, that much is obvious. He sleeps quite a bit and feels bad that he can't remember a thing from the past day or so. It's troubling when people ask him what happened and he can't tell them.

Time passes in a way that he can't keep track of. At some point he ends up back home again. That means he's better, right?

The only constant is Fred. He's grateful for that. But frustrated that reading is too difficult. He's allowed visitors, which is a good thing, else he might have gone a bit batty by now.
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Who: Faith Lehane and Damon Salvatore.
Where: The woods outside the city and back into the city to w/Out Benefits
What: Faith tries to handle her ticked off-ness about Wolverine leaving (oh and the rest of her life is fucked up too)
When: After she talks to "crazy" Fenris about him kidnapping a cat.
Notes: Animal death inside of here. Faith kills a dog. One of Mindy's dogs, to be exact. Also a hell of a lot of TL;DR.



Why couldn't she just not care anymore? )
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[The journal opens and a confused voice comes over the pages.]

What is... Kat Jess Sour...ee - Joanna's Bee Ren? [Faith is going through the kitchen in the castle, finding random packages and trying to figure out what they are. She pulls open the fridge and starts to rummage around.]

What about a Ferrari Rocker?

Any of this stuff gonna make me wish I hadn't eaten it?

[Apparently, living off of microwave popcorn and pretzels at the club isn't the best diet. She's starving and she knows the castle kitchen has free food.]

What about Nut Ella? [Thankfully, Faith is only picking out candy and sweet things.]

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Sep. 14th, 2011 01:13 am
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Who: Sam Winchester and YOU
What: The beginning of Sam’s soulless loss.
When: 2 AM to the rest of the day Wednesday, September 14.
Where: Wandering around the castle.
Rating: PG-13, subject to change.

Read more... )
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Who: Faith Lehane Damon Salvatore, Angel, Sam Winchester, Buffy Summers -- & YOU?
Where: Castle. Room 515
What: Headspace!
Notes: I am away for most the duration of this plot, so in order to get the most out of it, I'm putting up a log here and a few of the days that Faith will be actually in her room. She'll wander those other days. Feel free to drop into any of the days and I'll reply! I accept prose or actionspam tags. Also cookies. I'm just setting it up in prose so that you know what the room looks like.







Wake up in the morning... )
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Who: Buffy Summers and you!
What: Buffy coming out of her incorporeal loss and not realizing it
When: Thursday afternoon/evening
Where: In the lobby
Rating: PG

You're free to leave me. )
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Other than beating up monsters with tentacles, or each other, is there anything actually fun to do in this place?

I'm sure it's a question asked in this book a million times, so that means everyone should be pretty good at coming up with original answers.

Am I better off wandering the city or is this a hit up the castle standards type of deal? [Because... Angel and his gang is all locked up. No one to scowl at her or wag their finger.]
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Who: Angel, Faith, Lorne, Spike.
What: Arriving at, then leaving Caritas.
When: Arriving Saturday night, leaving late Sunday afternoon/early evening.
Where: In and around Caritas. In the city obviously.
Rating: R. There will be some violence.

Most useless cut of my life )
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Who: Angel and Faith
What: Faith is a creeper and wants to talk to Angel
When: Tonight. Wednesday night.
Where: Angel's room.
Rating: .... idk.


Faith didn't need an invitation to enter Angel's room, all she needed was a shoulder and a strong grip on a doorknob. The lock broke with a twist of her wrist as she slammed her weight into the door. Getting the door to close... that was another story, but she managed to prop it so that at least it didn't seem quite so obvious. It wasn't as if Faith actually cared if Angel knew someone had been in his room. With the recent break-ins she figured he'd have beefed up his security, but he probably had other things on his mind.

Definitely wasn't thinking that a brunette Slayer would be making a house call. Yet, here she was, wandering around his room and picking through whatever was left out in the open. It wasn't much though. The minimalist lifestyle that he'd had back home seemed to translate well to the castle. Wish not, want not.

Eventually, when she realized that most of his belongings were pretty much dullsville, she took a seat in the corner and let the shadows in the room keep her company. He'd end up back in that room soon enough and then maybe she'd actually feel like having that talk he kept trying to have with her.
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Who: Faith Lehane and YOU
What: The long walk back to the castle... but she won't end up there. Not really.
When: Once she's off the pirate ship.
Where: Anywhere along that path.
Rating: ...it's Faith. I have no clue what she'll do.
Notes: Please bother her. If you want to prose, prose. If you want to [action bracket] feel free to action bracket. I'm flex.



Great. They were back at the castle or whatever this place could be considered. Almost two weeks on a boat with a few brawls and even more time with people she didn't even know. Close quarters were fine, but now they were back and the walk seemed to be just another annoyance. For the most part, Faith kept her head down, trying to avoid actually listening to whatever anyone was saying around her. They'd all be going back to the castle and she wasn't planning on heading there.

Ditch the crowd, head to the club that she'd made into her personal crash landing in this place and then it'd be back to whatever it was she was supposed to do here. Not that it made any sense. Not as if she actually expected it to. It was a magic castle that had taken her not only away from what she'd been doing, but it was making her question a lot of things.

Whatever. This place would spit her out eventually and then she'd just go back to the way things were.

Now she just had to get back to the city.

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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