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unheroish.livejournal.com

[the journal records the sound of a shotgun going off. and then again.

and then again. and again; a pause as Jayne reloads. he's barricaded his door, and is using his window as a vantage point from which to shoot the masses crawling from the depths of their eternal rest. if, one could call it that, considering they're awake and walkin' right the hell into the castle.]

See, this here? Is a bit more like it. Even if I don't fancy bein' ripped apart 'n used as some ruttin... vampy's chew toy, a fella could get used to this.

Hope all'a you ladies stupid enough to walk around a gorram "magic" castle unarmed after it's been all kinds'a unsettlin' lately are feedin' those freaks with your corpses, 'cause I sure as hell ain't plannin' on doing so myself.

[BANG.]

Hope Mal ain't shot himself in the ass, yet. [a snort, and another BANG.]

unheroish.livejournal.com

[Jayne is sitting in the lobby on a couch, his feet kicked up on the armrest and sprawled long-ways. He's got an apple and is peeling it with a hunting knife, looking around him rather suspiciously as he goes about this task. This castle is -full- of freaks, alright?]

Ain't trustin' none'a these ruttin' weirdoes.

unheroish.livejournal.com

Now this?

A mite unsettling.

Someone mind explainin' what the ruttin' hell I'm doin' on this rock without no mem'ry 'bout how I got here? I know I'm prone to the drink, but pretty sure I'd be wakin' up next to a fine lookin' woman and not my lonesome self if I got that hammered. You know. The womenfolk, they can't resist me.

[a long pause...]

Is anyone even listenin'? Seriously? Cap'n? Getting slightly concerned with the lack of, oh... I dunno -- what the hell's goin' on?!

gorramed.livejournal.com

[guess who has been blissfully drinking all night! ... if nan-alkahalic drinks are alcoholic, what's super-alcoholic stuff gonna do?]

♪ The hero of Canton, the man they call... meeeeeee!

gorramed.livejournal.com

[have a grunt, Paradisa. and a thud. ... and a bit of a groan.]

Go se... what? This ain't the ship.

[thunk]

Aw, great. Hey, Mal? Anybody there? Who'm I gonna have to choke now?

orangefloppyhat.livejournal.com

[dictated;]

Hey. Castle. Question for you. How come I don't get a magic stick like everybody else?

Fair's fair now.

I want it.

orangefloppyhat.livejournal.com

[recorded;]

Whew! What stinks in here? [footsteps, voice gets louder]

Nothin' like waking up with your head in a trash bin. That's how you know it was a good night. [pause, belch] Could do without the poundin' and the... [trails off, and the footsteps start again] Is that-- Nah. Mo-- [sound of paper rustling, then the journal is shut]

orangefloppyhat.livejournal.com

[dictated;]

I don't see nothin' wrong with this holiday.

Think of it this way - best excuse in the world to come an' give ol' Jayne a kiss. Blame it on the mistletoe! [less-than-wholesome chuckle] I won't tell if you don't.

Any case [pause] I'll be here all night.

[ooc: He'll be lurking under/around mistletoe on various floors. 8)]

☻ enterprising

orangefloppyhat.livejournal.com

[dictated; words slurring from exhaustion]

I ain't real trusting of doctors. Usually ['urp'] more int'rested in bein' the model citizen than bein' worth a rat's ass t' anybody other'n Alliance an' the rich folk. But in this parti-- [pause, gagging] particular situation I think I'm gonna need one.

☻ sick

orangefloppyhat.livejournal.com

[some aimless scribbling for a bit including a stick-figure Jayne with a spear and a fairly decent sketch of a grenade]

[dictated;] Right back to Snoresville.

orangefloppyhat.livejournal.com

[dictated;]

An' that's why you don't sit by the windows.

orangefloppyhat.livejournal.com

[dictated; sounds of Jayne stomping through the undergrowth]

This ain't so tough. None o' you wussy-ass crybabies ever been out on your own before?

[chuckle~] I'mma catch me somethin' tasty an' have me a roast.

☻ predatory

orangefloppyhat.livejournal.com

[dictated;]

Like it weren't bad enough bein' without Vera?

Couldn't even leave me one lousy grenade. [grumbling in Chinese accompanied by the sound Jayne kicking things]

orangefloppyhat.livejournal.com

[recorded; sounds of Jayne stumbling around and general chaos in the background]

S-shit. So drunk I'm haluser-- hilloosa-- seein' things.

['WHUMP']

... Gorram it.

orangefloppyhat.livejournal.com

[dictated]

Dunno why everyone's so worked up about dressin' unusual-like for some party.

Shit. Last time I did that we was robbin' a hospital.

orangefloppyhat.livejournal.com

[recorded; sound of a door opening and Jayne stumbling into the room and then 'AW SHI--' + doorslam and huge explosion]

[about a minute later, screamed in the general direction of the journal]

RIGHT. WHICH O' YOU SONS O' BITCHES BLEW UP MY ROOM?

orangefloppyhat.livejournal.com

[pained grunt, then dictated:]

...Doc?

Could use a little help.

[ooc: So Jayne totally got pwned by Greed yesterday. Has some bruises, some broken bones. The usual. :D He only just managed to find his journal though.]

☻ sore

orangefloppyhat.livejournal.com

[muttered 'qing wa cao de liu mang ...desu']

WHAT IN THE GORRAM HELL'S A "DESU" DESU?!

orangefloppyhat.livejournal.com

Aw hell. [insert Chinese cursing here as well as some anger being taken out on a nearby monster; after a few minutes it's quiet]

Useless anyway... Don't go nowhere 'cept in circles.

orangefloppyhat.livejournal.com

Gorram things... Worse'n Reavers...

Not bulletproof though. [nasty chuckle] What'd I tell ya Kaylee? This should be a piece of cake.

[scribbled in sometime later and then crossed out] ~~Though them babyfaces is downright eerie.~~

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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