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luckyvalentine.livejournal.com

[Faye was made for this city. Made for it. And she is everywhere. She might not even sleep anymore-- who would waste time with sleeping when there's an entire incredible city right outside the window that is still awake?

Today, she's up and down the avenues of stores, dressed impeccably, shopping bags slung over her shoulder.

Where did she get the money to do all this shopping you might ask? That is a very good question.]

I hope all you people who like to set up things to do in town are paying attention, here. This is what we should be modeling our shops and things like. We could really class that place up if we tried, you know?

((ooc: open over the journal or in person if you want kisses! also open to the Mosby home for anyone who wants to catch her hauling all this expensive crap home. ...also, sorry about your credit cards, Ted. :\ ))

luckyvalentine.livejournal.com

[a big ol' tumbling sound, as something person-sized flails and falls off of Crowley's dresser, kicking open the journal in the process.

THUD.]

--Damnit!

((ooc: there is now one less cat in the castle. and, I suppose thus ends my hiatus!))

luckyvalentine.livejournal.com

[Faye is happy, today.

Not gleeful, or smug, or snarky, or even terribly complicated. Just... happy.

She's happy because she has a purpose now, and part of that purpose is to make sure that she spreads that happiness to others. It's too good not to share, you know? Keeping her cheerfulness to herself would be letting them win.

So, when she heads back to the castle after one of her usual shopping trips, she doesn't haul her prizes up to her room this time. She sets the bags down on a coffee table in the lobby and pulls out her journal]

Hey... I just want to apologize for how mopey I've been lately, everybody. You know how it goes when you just can't shake a bad mood. But... it still wasn't fair of me to be such a jerk and ignore everybody, so...

[a deep breath] ...I'm sorry.

( Spike, Crowley, Zelman, Jet, Rory )

((ooc: Faye has found purpose as a Light Rock Warrior, and has turned over a new leaf! She bought A LOT of extra presents while she was out in town, so... she's also looking to hand out goodies to brighten the days of random strangers happening by!))

luckyvalentine.livejournal.com

[ever since she'd found that her room was right where she'd left it while seemingly the entire rest of the castle had rearranged and changed and shifted around, she hadn't spent much time in it. There was just something about the fact that it was still exactly the same, exactly how it had been for more than two years, that nagged at her.

As she comes back to water her plants today, she decides that she needs to focus on something new for a while. ...Or, something old, really.]

( Julia )

( Jet )

luckyvalentine.livejournal.com

[Faye is looking tired and annoyed, leaning against the wall next to a certain door-- as many seem to be doing lately. She's got an overflowing ashtray by her feet, and her journal in her hand]

Dibs on the big lobby couch tonight.

( Room 314 )

luckyvalentine.livejournal.com

Who: Faye and Crowley
What: Some things just push you
When: Saturday
Where: Some little hallway
Rating: PG-13

( I'm too busy to be heartbroken )

luckyvalentine.livejournal.com

[there's a big unladylike sneeze-- but luckily not on the journal itself. Don't worry. She at least has the decency to turn her head first.]

...I thought you can't get sick here! What is this... [cough. hack.] ...Isn't this supposed to be some sort of mysterious paradise, with a side of big scary monsters thrown in every once in a while?

Getting sick just doesn't fit any part of that image!

[another sneeze, and some metallic rattling]

This is just stupid. ...And who drew on all the walls?! Did we get another visit by robots who have nothing better to do with their time than sneak in and mess up our stuff? [wait, was that right?] ...Robot-suits, whatever. It's obnoxious. I hope this shit washes off...

And these castle-brand pills are worthless. You'd think a magical wish-granting fairyland would be able to come up with something better than this crap. [sniffle. groan.] ...It's cold in here... [and then the delightful sound of a cleaned and reassembled handgun cocking. Summer colds put someone in the mood to visit the shooting range. Watch out.]

gottaknockhard.livejournal.com

Who: Spike (

gottaknockhard) and Faye (

luckyvalentine)
What: You get what you get
When: Tonight
Where: The Lux
Rating: PG-13 for now

( Read more... )

luckyvalentine.livejournal.com

Who: Crowley and Faye
What: Seeing what breaks first
When: Sunday evening
Where: Room 1007
Rating: PG13?

( breaking bottles in the hall )

luckyvalentine.livejournal.com

[Faye is at the end of her rope-- this much is clear in her voice as she addresses the journal while she works. And just what is she working on, you might ask? Ineffectually rattling a pin around in the lock of this damn magical door, that's what]

Hey! ...You guys who mysteriously escaped-- you better not have forgotten about us! That goes for the search party, too. The rest of us are still stuck in here, you know!

...Has anyone even noticed that we're missing? If you haven't, let me clue you in to what's going on-- the food is terrible, there's no privacy, we can't smoke or drink or-- [more rattling. goddamnit.] --and we can't leave. And then there are the so-called 'therapists' who--

--Oooh, you know what's a great group activity for us to do? An orgy! You'll all get to know each other better. A lot better.

[Faye fumbles and drops the pin] ...Okay. That does it.

[sounds of the journal tumbling as she kicks it to the side and faces the door with a ferocious glare]

Come on! ...We're breaking this thing down!

((ooc: ...and the colored text would be Izzy. This is the last post for the therapy loss, as they'll get dumped back in the lobby at midnight. Go crazy, tag and threadjack and backtag everywhere forever! Knock yourselves out. Also open over the journal if you want. l-lol))

lastisocorn.livejournal.com

( Therapy filter! Meditation training. )

save-the-souls.livejournal.com

( Therapy Loss Filter )

onlyanapple.livejournal.com

[Filtered within the happy therapy building of love and various other emotions]

[Crowley's got bored, guys. You shouldn't of let that happen, because a bored Crowley makes his own entertainment. While you guys have been whining or even breaking and actually sharing crap with the jokes that call themselves therapists, a certain demon has got his hands on files. What files you might ask? YOUR FILES.

He's currently flipping through them, enjoying all the deliciousness within. And now? Now he's going to share. Because that's what everyone wants right? SHARING]

Wow, Morgana, I didn't know you had an evil half-sister. [Low whistle] Bloody hell, you and Arthur could have a whole soap opera with what goes on in your world. Lost relatives, attempted poisonings, daddy issues up the wazoo, and I thought I was bad, there.

I do love the part where you kick Arthur's ass in a duel, though.

[Flip flip]

Speaking of which, seriously, Arthur. This thing reads like a history of how not to bring your child up, from conception onwards. It explain a lot about you, really. I never thought you had it in you to decide to top the old man, though. Good for you for growing a pair.

[He'll just be chilling in his corner, READING ALL YOUR SECRETS]

No wonder the castle sent us to this therapy business.

[[ooc: For the therapy loss, feel free to grab files, but start a new thread each time you read a new one!]]

variare.livejournal.com

( Private )

( Therapy Room — OPEN — NOT RECORDED )

[ FILTERED FROM: First-Gens & Allies — Riful & Allies ]

Just in case anyone was wondering, a bunch of us got caught up in castle shenanigans. I don't know where the hell we are, but it's a small room with access to a bathroom and nothing else. We can see mountains out the windows, but that's not exactly helpful.

We're allowed to leave the room when we want to go to bed and shit, but...it's not much more helpful. It's really fancy here, like a resort? But we can't leave it at all, and we're all forced back into that stupid room when the day starts over again.

Aside from me, there's Allen, Arthur, Lavi, Morgana, Crowley, Teresa, Colette... [ a small pause because he doesn't know the rest well...or he HATES them, so his voice turns more monotone ] ...Cross, Tyki, Faye, Miria, Quorra, Courage, and Marian.

[ NO HE IS NOT SAYING PUBLICLY WHY THEY ARE TRAPPED IN HERE. it's too embarrassing ]

Who knows how the hell long this will last, but obviously we're out of commission until we can find a way out. We're all safe, but the door won't open, and our powers and weapons are all gone. I guess we're lucky we at least found our journals. At least some of us did. And so far no one's killed each other.

With everything going on, it's been hard to keep track of the journal so...if I've missed anything important, fill me in. I'll check back later.

[ ooc; The therapy filter is open to anyone stuck in that room, therapists and patients alike! It's not an official therapy post, but threadjack to your heart's content anyway. It's a small space, so escaping one another is nigh impossible. Just make sure you establish if it's a journal thread or therapy room thread in the subject line. YOU CAN THREADJACK BOTH. ♥
This is also going to be the post where Isabela shows up. :3 STAY TUNED.

IF YOU WANT TO SAY YOUR CHARACTER WAS PART OF THE POKER GAME, GO FOR IT. Allen's a cheater. Or just have your character watch/comment on it, it doesn't matter. This is just a starting point. SECTIONS ARE UP.

Journal Comments
Therapy Room ]

apologeticangel.livejournal.com

[this report is recorded in loopy handwriting]

This is the second session, conducted by Dr. Courage Pink-Bagge, Dr. Colette Brunel, Dr. Marian Fitzwalter of Knighton and Dr. Quorr. We have also been joined by Dr. Lance Sweets, who has added incredibly insight to the members of this family.

The first session was helpful in some ways, but most members are still very defensive. With any luck, we will be able to continue to gain their trust and help them talk to each other. Today we will approach them with various exercises to accomplish team building, and expressing their emotions through other mediums.

Patients are still as follows: Allen Walker, Cross Marian, Tyki Mikk, Anthony Crowley, Faye Valentine, Arthur Pendragon, Morgana, Gaignun Kukai Jr., Miria, Teresa and Lavi.

[ooc: putting up the sectionssssssss]

loveablecoward.livejournal.com

[Recording begins.]

First session. Dr. Courage Pink-Bagge speaking. Also in attendance Dr. Colette Brunel, Dr. Marian Fitzwalter of Knighton and Dr. Quorra. Family in need of counseling. Patient names: Allen Walker, Cross Marian, Tyki Mikk, Anthony Crowley, Faye Valentine, Arthur Pendragon, Morgana, Gaignun Kukai Jr., Miria, Teresa and Lavi. Admitted to Happy Sunshine Acres due to court order. Charged with disorderly conduct. Most show aggressive behaviors. Self-destructive tendencies evident. Some complaints of deviant sexual lifestyles. Difficulty communicating. Bringing in patients now.

((ooc: ~~wait until sections go up please!~~ done! If I missed any tags, add them in.))

luckyvalentine.livejournal.com

Who: Faye and Crowley
What: Bonding over people they hate
When: Right after Mr. God shows up
Where: Town
Rating: PG-13?

( to meet a kindred )

luckyvalentine.livejournal.com

Who: Faye, Tiki, and Crowley
What: Faye runs too far
When: Sometime ambiguously after this
Where: Some smoky bar in town
Rating: PG-13?

( Ive got the pedal to the floor )

luckyvalentine.livejournal.com

[she only takes the time for a short shower because things like that aren't easy to track town in town-- and, as far as she's concerned, she's going to be there for a while. Other than that, a few important belongings stuffed into her pockets and she shuts up her room.]

( Edward )

[and then, one bruised and battered Faye heads off for the front door. ...Screw this place.]

((ooc: sorry, this has nothing to do with babies. Backdated again to the 14th! Feel free to run into an assaulted Faye on her way out, but don't expect a long conversation))

luckyvalentine.livejournal.com

Who: Faye and Vicious
What: Running into an old friend...
When: Friday the 13th
Where: Room 705
Rating: R to be safe?

( just a matter of time )

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 faye valentine

-71- Fool for the City

-70- Free Fallin'

-69- If It Makes You Happy

-68- Sleeping With The Television On

-67- Live and Let Die

though I have a broken heart

-66- Where Have All The Good Times Gone

(no subject)

out there beyond the wall

-65- Come Together

ninth sunrise;

(no subject)

Do not pass go, do not collect £200

the eighty-third;

therapy session #002

therapy session #001

And what I wouldn't give

Flirtin' With Disaster

-64- Go Your Own Way

Some people have all the luck...

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