Nine

May. 9th, 2011 08:30 pm
[identity profile] blorks.livejournal.com
Thank god the creepy-ass wordy-thought bubbles have gone, right? That was a special kind of hell, right there. It was like the whole world suddenly became telepaths. [Or worse. Deadpool]

I still say they could be the perviest of all people. It's like dat whole 'if you're invisible, would you go hang out in the girl's locker room' thing. Except instead of the family jewels, yer seeing the dirty laundry of people's minds.

...Pretty sure I had a point ta all this, but I lost it. Sorry, guys.

Eight

Apr. 16th, 2011 08:03 pm
[identity profile] blorks.livejournal.com
I'm pretty sure I remember seein' a movie about fuzzy things once. Wasn't there some sorta rule about not getting them wet, or letting them eat after midnight?

Anyway, who's got money on them somehow ending up swarming and makin' us all live in terror fer days? I'm puttin' twenty caisos on it right now.

Seven

Apr. 4th, 2011 09:58 pm
[identity profile] blorks.livejournal.com
[There will be a song playing over the journals. This song, to be exact]

So, has anyone had their showbiz dreams come true after that singing and dancing number ? I mean, heck, it was like watching American Idol on a grand scale. Pity Simon Cowell didn’t show up to tell you all you’d never make it.

So anyway, who wants to guess what’s gonna happen to us next? My vote’s going on alien invasion. Have we had one’a them yet?

Six

Mar. 7th, 2011 06:52 pm
[identity profile] blorks.livejournal.com
[The journal picks up a loud yawn as someone wakes up from a nice week-long sleep. Not that he realises he's been asleep for a whole week, of course. He's just been dreaming of living his normal castle life, with no creeper kidnapper at all]

Man, I haven't felt so rested since forever. That's pretty weird.

[After all, he's used to having very disrupted sleep while his body reminds him that, hey, it's in agony. The journal picks up footsteps, then a pause. The view from his window is not how he remembers it]

Did...we get hit by a meteor or somethin'? What happened ta outside?

Five

Mar. 1st, 2011 10:17 pm
[identity profile] blorks.livejournal.com
...You ever get that feelin' you're being followed?

Anyways, are we suspicious of trees now? Because there's this pine I know who I'm pretty sure was the third gunman on the grassy knoll. You should probably do a background check on it. Just sayin'.

[He gives a yawn]

Hey and don't forget the gian... gian...

[Snoring sounds get. Guido's out cold for the rest of the week. Brock, don't murder him in his sleep :/]
[identity profile] blorks.livejournal.com
Who: Molotov, Guido and SUDDEN BROCK
What: Never being allowed to have a nice walk in the town after dinner
When: Today
Rating: Leeeets just put an R here for probable violence

No one at all )

Four

Feb. 14th, 2011 08:17 pm
[identity profile] blorks.livejournal.com
[Guido is sitting on the floor of the lobby (because chairs just never work well for him) piling up some love hearts into little towers and seeing how far back he has to go to get his yo-yo to hit them]

Does anyone know how they get the little words on these things? Do they just have a billion little moulds that they randomize or something?

And that's another thing. Who decides what goes on them? Is there a suggestion box somewhere? Because I got some choice things that could go great on 'em.

[[ooc: Open for planned or unplanned shenanigans, have at. Also a journal post]]

Three

Feb. 8th, 2011 06:20 pm
[identity profile] blorks.livejournal.com
So, people are goin’ back to normal, right? The freaky-ass carnage is over?

I bet you guys wish that Hallmark did a ‘I’m sorry I Was A Massive Douchebag’ greetings card right now, dontcha? Ya could couple it with a ‘Forgive My Asshattery’ fruit basket.

Ya know what we all need? A mass game of Kerplunk. Nothing brings people together like tryin' not ta lose their marbles.

Ba-dum-bump.

Two

Jan. 12th, 2011 06:31 pm
[identity profile] blorks.livejournal.com
[The thought of losing something is disconcerting to Guido, it's not like he has a lot to lose in the first place, and trying to find out exactly WHAT it is he's lost is harder than he thought. So he's scribbling this list in his journal]

Powers ✔
Amazing yo-yo skills [A pause then a 'thwwwwwpt' noise] ✔
A-Grade sense of humour ✔
Still finding boob jokes funny ✔
Communicator ✔
Glasses ✔

[He's pretty sure he hasn't lost his pacemaker, because he's not dead yet, and he sure isn't mentioning it out in the open anyway. He knows he has no other vital items, which leaves one last option. A memory]

X-Factor Investigations:
Madrox
Layla
Wolfsbane (AWOL)
Darwin
Longshot
Shatterstar
Rictor
Syrin
M

[Pen tap, then dictated]

How are you supposed ta know if you've forgotten someone if you can't remember 'em? Can you forget jus' little parts of 'em? Or is it the whole person?

Madrox and Layla )

One

Jan. 1st, 2011 11:09 pm
[identity profile] blorks.livejournal.com
[Hi Paradisa. You have a top-heavy man sitting in your lobby, his hands held out in front of him as if he's driving a van.

That's because five seconds ago, he was. He looks a little confused at the sudden lack of his transport. I mean, it was bad enough Shatterstar broke the roof, but now it's gone all together. Vans aren't cheap, dude
]

...This ain't Detroit.

[Looking around from his sitting place does indeed confirm, this is not Detroit]

Memo to me: Never trust Rictor's word for anything ever again.

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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