[identity profile] 3-butterflies.livejournal.com
[it's another lovely day in Paris, so just go about your business. Don't mind the pink-haired girl standing on the sidewalk, holding up a make-shift sign. Her fingers are black, as she finger-painted the smudgey words.]

WILL WORK FOR MONEY
I LIKE ANIMALS
AND FLOWERS
THANK YOU

[Someone wants a job. Someone isn't really that good at getting a job.]
[identity profile] 3-butterflies.livejournal.com
[a timid little voice speaks over the journal.]

Happy... Happy Hearth's Warming Eve, everypony. I hope you can all remember how important friendship is...not just for the holidays... but everyday. Um, I made... some chocolate cake, in the kitchen, if anypony wants some... but you don't have to have any if you don't want to.

[The cake has pink frosting and is shaped like a heart, and she is patiently cutting it apart with a knife held in her mouth. Care to go to the kitchen to witness such cuteness?]
[identity profile] 3-butterflies.livejournal.com
[This is all Action! Loss-Filly-Fluttershy somehow got on the roof of the castle, still determined to get the whole 'flying' thing down. But... now that she looks down... g-gee, that's awfully high... maybe this wasn't such a good idea... She decides to turn around and give up.

... Except she slips, and falls off the roof!

Squeaking in terror, she desperately flaps her wings, but it's not working! She keeps falling, faster and faster... and then the loss is over. In an instant, Fluttershy turns back to her normal 'adult' form, wings expanding out to take in the wind. She gracefully swoops herself upward, easily able to fly where and when she pleases. After calming herself down, she slowly floats back down to the ground, landing on all fours. She smiles, satisfied.]
[identity profile] 3-butterflies.livejournal.com
[Outside of the castle, and heard over some of the journals, there is a squeaking sound. Like someone struggling to do a physical activity and failing at it.You see, this little Pegasus just can't seem to get her wings to work.

Oh, and she's somehow stuck in a random land with complete strangers. But first, the flying.

She flaps her little wings, gets an inch off the ground... and then flops back on the ground, face first. Moooan. Tries again... same results. Life is terrible. Giving up, she flops on the grass, sighing.]
[identity profile] huffythedragon.livejournal.com
[So, stalking through the castle tonight, the citizens of Equestria (even though one is technically still made of stone and being pulled around on a cart) are wandering the halls, dressed up in their best costumes. Spike has his journal open, dressed as a Redundant Dragon, as he dictates into it]

So you people have his…Diwilally thing going on or whatever it is, but now we’re gonna teach you about OUR celebration in Equestria, and you better believe it’s freaking awesome. So tonight is Nightmare Night, where ponies go from home to home collecting candy, dressed in costumes. We need the candy to offer some to Nightmare Moon, you see, so she doesn’t eat us. I mean, the last thing you need is getting eaten by the princess that rules the moon, am I right?


You... Y-You don't think she'll come to eat us here, do you...?

I don’t know, Fluttershy, but you can never be too carefull, right?

Pinkie Pie can't offer any candy while she's like this! She might get eaten! What do we do?!

[Speaking of Pinkie Pie... the plaster pony cracks and suddenly breaks open, revealing... a chicken. Or a pony in a chicken costume, it's hard to tell until she starts talking.]

WOW! That was super fantastically amazing. I was like... eep! And then we were all like elements of harmony and there was CHOCOLATE RAIN... and now I'm back and it's still NIGHTMARE NIGHT.

[What? You didn't think she'd be a) phased, or b) miss the free candy, did you?]


[[OOC: Open to anyone who wants to be tricked-or-treated, they’re going from door to door, and also over the journals]]
[identity profile] 3-butterflies.livejournal.com
[This pony has not been having a good week, and it's only Tuesday. Pinkie Pie is a statue, her friends are suffering losses, and now she's learned that Spike has been kidnapped. There is only so much a Pegasus can take.]

[Dictated.]

E-excuse me... I'm sorry to bother you all, but my good, dear friend Spike has been kidnapped... He's a baby dragon, so he needs all of our help... He's little, and purple, and green, so if you see him, please let me know...

... And... and the man who stole him, who wore armor, and is a 'jackass'...

... You shouldn't have... I mean, it wasn't nice to... If we could just talk...


[... No. No. You know what? This won't stand. Her voice is getting stronger...]

... Give... Spike... Back. Right now! Do you hear me? He's just a baby! What kind of terrible person tricks a baby with candy? You have got to be one of the meanest people in this entire castle! You better tell me where he is!

You do not - I repeat - you do not! Hurt! My! Friends!
[identity profile] 3-butterflies.livejournal.com
[FlutterBitch had been taking advantage of this chaos during her loss. She's been dumping bugs on people, making fun of your pajamas, and flying to trees to shake them and have more leaves fall on more people. However, all bad things must come to an end.

Since she's been locked out, she's managed to find a bucket of paint and a paintbrush, and with her mouth had been panting 'HOME OF LOSERS' on an outside castle wall. However, during the paint job, her loss has been removed! And by way of apology, she's decided to repaint over her message with 'HOME OF VERY NICE PEOPLE'.

For those who wanted to experience Flutterbitch, please put 'During Loss' in your title thread so she can still be horrid to you. Otherwise, she's back to her kind and cute self.]
[identity profile] 3-butterflies.livejournal.com
[Thirteen truly is lucky for anyone who comes across the castle's resident Pegasus Pony. She trots down the hallway, and anyone just so happens to walk there too, they'll get shoved hard as she passes. She goes to the kitchen to have some dinner, and manages to create a gigantic mess that she refuses to clean up. Then at the library, she happily kicks over bookshelves and uses the dropped books like soccer balls. When she gets outside, uses her tail to trip anyone she sees walking. Finally, she goes to where the Pokemon are beind held, and dangles food out of their reach, laughing when they can't get out.

Feel free to go through any of these options, or just put where you are. Because no doubt Fluttershy will be there too, and she will be rude to you. She will find a way. Beware, Paradisa!]
[identity profile] 3-butterflies.livejournal.com
[Dictated]

Um... excuse me... I'm sorry for bothering you, but, um, I was just wondering, if... if I could get a job somewhere... anywhere... If anypony wanted some help... I'm good with animals... and I can fly... I think that's all...

[Action]

[Fluttershy is walking around town, seeing if there's a job by peeking into windows of every building she comes across.]
[identity profile] 3-butterflies.livejournal.com
[Some of you with your journals open, or are outside of the castle this starry night, might hear a tremendous THUMP. Followed by a demure little 'Owww...']

What just... Huh? ... Oh, dear, not this again... Owww...

[For those choosing action, you'll find a sprawled out pink-haired girl face first in the grass. Sucks to turn human when you were just flying five seconds ago. She groans in a bit of pain, trying to lift herself up, but keeps falling back down. She has to remember how to walk all over again!]

... At least the kidnapper won't get me, but... This isn't very nice... Ow.
[identity profile] 3-butterflies.livejournal.com
[So some of you may recall last month when Zim sent annoying robotic bees after FS? She was saved, but she decided to keep the pieces around to salvage the poor dears. Then with the help of Pinkie Pie, they repaired the bees. Sort of.

Outside of the castle, but not too high up in the sky, a pink maned Pegasus is gently flying here and there, taking her bees out for a 'walk' of sorts. The bees aren't exactly buzzing... they're 'humming'. As in using their buzzes to make a song. Not quite as annoying as vuvuzelas but pretty close. She doesn't seem to mind, though. she's just happy to float along with her robo-bee buddies. Feel free to come along and go 'what the hell am I looking at'.]
[identity profile] 3-butterflies.livejournal.com
[Lovely day outside, isn't it? That's what Fluttershy thinks. She's outside, smelling the flowers, enjoying the shade of trees, and genuinely enjoying herself.

Little does she know that Invader Zim is in one of those trees! You see, he wasn't too happy when the Pegasus messed up his earlier plans, and he's devised some revenge. As he deviously watches in the branches, he sets these babies into action. Those of you outside, or have your journals open, may hear some faint 'bzzzz.']

Huh...? Is someone there...?

[Fluttershy looks around... and then... the quietest screaming you'll have ever heard! Those robotic bees are after Fluttershy! She runs left, she runs right, but they're swarming all around her! Stinging her! Making her ble-oh no, wait. They're... just mildly poking her. And it's very annoying.

This is a double-post, so expect tagging from Zim! And feel free to lay waste your revenge on him too!]
[identity profile] 3-butterflies.livejournal.com
[dictated]

Um, I'm sorry to be a bother, but, well... for anypony that knew her... Princess Celestia is gone... I guess she went home... It's really for the best...

[and for those who want to interact with the Pegasus, she'll be sitting outside, watching the sky. She seems to be watching the sun, in quiet contemplation.]
[identity profile] 3-butterflies.livejournal.com
[she is happy that her friends are back safe and sound, and that she's back to being a pony, albeit now one with a scar hidden under her fur, but there are still troubling issues to settle.

Like, you know, sharing a room with the one you gave you the scar. So she's wandering the halls, looking for a new place to sleep, since she can't very well share a room with Courage anymore. She carries the journal on her back, open so she can speak. She meant to filter this to her bronies but doesn't know how.]

Is everypony all right...? I'm really glad this is over...

... Um... Do you know where I can find a new place to sleep...? I... I can't really use my old room anymore...
[identity profile] 3-butterflies.livejournal.com
Um... excuse me... I'm sorry, but, um, I was wondering...

I've never... had to take care of a human before, so... What are the differences between a pony body, and a human body...? I tried eating some grass a while ago, but this new tongue didn't like it...


[For those aboard the ship, she's still a bit wobbly when it comes to walking. But probably the thing that will make you stare is when she bumps into a wall, and gets some dirt and such on her shirt.]

Oh, dear, this won't do...

[... and begins to try taking off her clothes. Right in front of you.]
[identity profile] 3-butterflies.livejournal.com
[Naturally, in the wave of vanishing babies, there's going to be some tears. Naturally, the pony who loves animals and children is going to have a lot of tears.

Unable to find her winged puppy of a daughter, Fluttershy is outside the castle, huddled under a tree, laying on her legs and mournfully holding what looks like a paper with childish drawings on it. Said drawing is getting blurred because of pony tears. Comfort, mock, 'what the hell a pony with wings', have at.]
[identity profile] loveablecoward.livejournal.com
[Backdated to earlier today. Courage is drawing in the middle of the lobby with his and Fluttershy's child, a yellow half puppy/half flying pony with three pink stars just next to her tuft of a tail. Before anyone asks, yes, she's cuter than every other child here put together. Blame the mother for passing on her looks along with her wings.

Speaking of the mother
]

Daddy? When's mama coming?

In a little while. Let's finish this and then you can give it to her.

Like a surprise?

Uh-huh.

Yay!

[That 'yay' is straight from her dad's genes. She even throws her paws up like he does.]



[ OOC: Open to everyone. Especially the ponies. And Spike the dragon. Y'all know you want to meet your little niece. Fluttershy, feel free to tag in when you like. ]
[identity profile] loveablecoward.livejournal.com
[Room 1305 filter]

[In Courage's room, a dog and pony are sleeping together. Because said dog isn't used to sleeping alone and said pony is the sweetest thing in this place. This morning, however, something is strange.

To start, there's something poking him.

Courage cracks one eye open and glimpses what looks like a puppy. A yellow puppy. With wings. And three pink stars on her back. Flying in quick circles and continuing to poke him every time she can. When the puppy notices he's awake, she giggles.

"Papa!" she chirps.

Courage blinks and settles down to continue sleeping.




WHAT.
]

OOH!

[Courage jumps back and slams right into the wall behind him. Sorry, puppy, Papa is now out for the moment.]
[identity profile] 3-butterflies.livejournal.com
[-CLIPCLOPCLIPCLOPCLIPCLOP-]

Eeeeeek!

[During our little comic curse, Fluttershy here is running/galloping in and out and all around the castle, terrified of... her own sound effects.]

[-CLIPCLOPCLIPCLOPCLIPCLOP-]

G-go away! Oh no!


[-CLIPCLOPCLIPCLOPCLIPCLOP-]

[back and forth, back and forth. this might go on for a while, folks.]
[identity profile] 3-butterflies.livejournal.com
[Guess what sound you get to hear again, Paradisa? Hooves! A third pony is now wandering the elborate hallway of the castle, but there's no rambled chatter or panicked talk to accompany the hooves this time. In fact, there's sheer silence with this new arrival, as she shyly peeks into each room, but then quickly retreats at the sheerest hint of a shadow, quickly trotting away.

Eventually, a tiny voice does finally make itself known... and do I mean tiny! It's as good as a whisper.]

... Um... Excuse me, but... Is... is anypony there? I think I'm lost...

... This... couldn't be the princess's castle, could it? ... Princess Celestia? ... Twilight Sparkle....? ... Anypony...?

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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