[identity profile] rhymebell.livejournal.com
Joshua Kiryu's Room (private) )

[When Rhyme got back to her room, she had a few things to say, now that she could speak. She decided to start with the toughest one, and sighed.]
Neku and Shiki )

Anyone she met during her loss )

huntersdaughter: ([expressive] overthinking)
[personal profile] huntersdaughter
Who: Jo Harvelle, Nora and Joshua
What: Introductions and a gallery tour.
When: Tuesday July 5th
Where: The Continuing Hope Art Gallery
Rating: Kid-Safe


Jo had asked both of them to come into the gallery in the morning, so she'd gotten up a bit earlier than usual to do a quick glance through all the pieces that were still hanging. Most of them she was familiar with, having been in the gallery for the time before the whole pirate-thing happened. There were still a couple that she didn't realize had been hung up, but sometimes that just was the case when you trusted people from the town to help you out.

Now she was sipping on a cup of coffee, leaning against a stool as she waited for either of them to show up. Hopefully, things would work out and this would be a smooth transition. She knew Nora enough to trust her with her old apartment, but Joshua was someone she'd just met. For a moment she wondered if she should've checked with Jilly, but this wasn't Jilly's responsibility and Joshua seemed to want to do this. It was almost amusing to think that she could find two people for the gallery in a day, but couldn't manage to find people to work in the Lux for the life of her.

Glancing at the clock on the wall, she assumed someone would show up soon.

[ooc: Whoever tags in first, will determine the posting order until Jo can duck out and the two can just talk amongst themselves!]
[identity profile] mmm-paradise.livejournal.com
[today, music room, skinny kid with a conductor's baton.



that recording is on at full blast. he is having a blast air-conducting the shit out of it.

where has he been for the past couple of months? hiding out in the city because of a hideously ugly loss WHO KNOWS]


[[ooc: open, feel free to pester however, he won't bite too hard :D]]
[identity profile] mmm-paradise.livejournal.com
[after legato's little trick, joshua wanted to see if he could pull the same maneuver as well. might as well kill some time. and there was something he needed to ask one of the recent kidnappees...

so many excess thoughts, you guys. :/ come on! )

... come for us, they'll come for us. I just.. need to stay calm. We can figure something out. But -- ah! -- what was that?!

Please, please. Just let us get out of here. Just let this be over. I don't want to see him again.

I can't. I can't.


well. it was hardly complete, but it was good enough for josh. now, who to spoil...?]


[Miss Jilly Coppercorn]

Hello! Do you have a moment?
[identity profile] mmm-paradise.livejournal.com
to the person who erased rin asano's memory (backdated a couple of weeks or so) )

[A rattle as he swipes candy hearts off the floor of the lobby at random.]

"Be Mine".

"Be Cool".

[a pause.] Heh hee hee. "Hot Stuff".

"You're Sweet". Aw.

"True Love". [he says this one with a flourish.]

They're all running off of tiny little assumptions, aren't they? Considering their content, it's not hard to to see why they're so popular. They're just tiny little ideas, harmless ones. Would you take a "Kiss Me" seriously? As commanded by a piece of candy? There's no risk in these, really, no commitment. Give a handful, titter over them, and then the day's over. They're really rather cute. Kudos to the man who thought them up, I suppose.

[[ooc: open in all ways! i don't know why you'd want to candy heart him, but unplanned shenanigans are perfectly fine too. :)]]
[identity profile] mmm-paradise.livejournal.com
[... well, he can't hide in his room forever (well, he could, but the growing frustration he has against his gardevoir for being able to get all the most honest answers from him was frankly driving him nuts). in any case, joshua made the trek up to the castle and is currently puttering around in the music room, bouncing around from instrument to instrument until he finds himself back at the piano. it was odd, now that he thought about it. he hadn't touched a piano in almost two years. odd and uncharacteristically sentimental.

well. all he had to do was avoid ravels and he should be okay.

he plays the quiet beginning part of the winter wind, then changes his mind and starts off on this. he happens to have put a pile of books on top of his journal, but that's no reason for it not to flop open. have a bit of music over the journal, para. :D]


[[ooc: open! joshua is still being affected by his truth loss, and if anyone else needs to get in on it i can always throw up one more.]]
[identity profile] mmm-paradise.livejournal.com
[He knew immediately that his powers had been cut. Flight, reality warping, even things as simple as ascension and mental blocks - gone. He had been searching through the journal to see if this was just him. Every page ended up being a pretty sore disappointment.]

... Tch. I don't like this.


[... he hadn't meant to say that. Expressing discomfort is weakness (unless khaki really does look painful on someone else, ew). No. He tries closing the journal.]

What. Stop that.

[...]

Of course the castle would inflict this on me someday.

[[ooc: loss start! also, as an addendum, he cannot filter unless someone else filters the conversation first, and he can't end a conversation unless the other person closes the journal. 8D]]
[identity profile] mmm-paradise.livejournal.com
[joshua kiryu is the in the lobby of the castle, sipping neatly from a grande espresso.]

I've heard you're here, Neku. Come talk to me.

[... he sounds very calm. oh dear.]
[identity profile] mmm-paradise.livejournal.com
[Private]

If we're being fair, Anna... You know what? Let's not call it fair. Let's call it being reasonable.

[Private]

[TOWN FILTER - MORNING]

[good morning, paradisans! joshua's lifting up his skirts over the icy roads to pick his way through the shopping district. so many gifts to buy, so little time. and the birds overhead aren't helping things along... although they are quite fun.

... oh, hush. at least he's not baiting people this time.
]

[TOWN FILTER - AFTERNOON]

[and after a brief break for lunch, he sets out in this dapper thing (sans the mustache and the lovely muttonchops) for shopping, round two. At least it's not as wet, but the birds are still an ever present hurdle along the way. Really.]

[ooc: kissing post! basically: morning, drag!josh; afternoon, dapper!josh. he'll be at the castle and the mansion too if you'd like to catch him there. just specify when your character meets him so i can adjust his tags accordingly. :)]

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Dec. 2nd, 2010 07:19 pm
[identity profile] fastest.livejournal.com
[ so after this lovely encounter that anyone in/near town is welcome to have seen/felt (although really the whole fight took all of five minutes), joshua is flying the strange, muddy, naked stranger to zelman's mansion at super speed.

slowly landing in the courtyard, wings vanishing before he walks inside. also? his left hand and right shoulder are cut up pretty bad, so...he's kind of tracking both dirty and blood everywhere as he moves through the halls. SORRY ZELMAN

kind of muttering to her as he walks ]


Hm, clothes... Langley's clothes might fit you, but she's awfully stingy. I don't know where Buffy is.

I still have Fiore's old outfits. I'm certain they'll fit you, but you need to take a bath first.


[ ooc; Open to anyone at the mansion! Just tag yerself in~ Zelman's gotta find them first of course. Riful's wrapped in Joshua's coat so she's not AS naked as she could be. Be grateful! ]
[identity profile] mmm-paradise.livejournal.com
[Zelman's Mansion filter]

[THUMP! If you were on one of the upper floors of the mansion, you have just heard the sound of a bed thunking into place in one of the attics. Well, golly gee whiz! Who could that possibly be? Could it be a wonderfully fashionable Shibuyan setting up shop in a spare room, with his Gardevoir doing most (if not all) the heavy lifting? Surely not! No one gets that lucky!

Buuut you could always try taking a peek up there. Who knows? Zelman's mansion just might have hit a rash of pure, 100% burning luck...
]


[[ooc: the other joshua just moved in! B) stick approved. ♥]]
[identity profile] mmm-paradise.livejournal.com
[[ooc: backdated to a bit earlier today! probably around 3 pm.]]

[lobby, corner of. see: one joshua kiryu, sitting crosslegged, surrounded by literally hundreds and hundreds of board games. if you thought of it, it's there somewhere amongst the stacks and stacks of boxes. and what is he doing? well, there are a lot of fun things you can do with eight sets of mouse trap... like making rube goldberg machines even more unnecessarily complicated. he pauses in the middle of the elaborate... whatever he's making and addresses the journal.]

Aha... would anyone like to take apart a board game for me? I do like the look of that dome, but I really could care less about the dice.
[identity profile] priestish.livejournal.com


[ALL OF THE FOLLOWING IS FORWARD-DATED TO THURSDAY!

the Four Season's Room has been transformed in the early morning hours. there are decorated chairs on the sand, flower petals scattered about and the sound of distant seagulls cawing overhead. the sun is bright... the sand is warm but not too hot, and the ebb and flow of the ocean is a lulling rhythm in the background. a string quartet of ghosts (what? they are of many talents, friends) are playing a soft melody in the background as people mill about.

in short, it's a perfect day!

come one, come all...! invitations went out earlier in the week imploring ALL CASTLE RESIDENTS to join in celebrating this holy matrimony. everyone could use something nice and relaxing to enjoy, right...? even if you don't know the bride and groom, you're more than welcome here.
]

[ooc: going up early to give people time to thread and such before the reception PARTAAAY, which will go up later tonight. this post is for PREPARATION and the WEDDING ITSELF. please enjoy! wait for threads to go up before tagging in and ALL SET NOW. HAVE FUN GO CRAZY THREADJACK AND BUILD CR MY DARLINGS. THIS IS SO OPEN TO EVERYONE AND ANYONE, REGARDLESS WHETHER OR NOT YOU KNOW LILITH AND ABEL! add your tag as you comment in!]
[identity profile] mmm-paradise.livejournal.com
[Turn the journal to the side, Paradisa.]

OOC cut for big image aaa )



[It's big and wet and probably bleeds through several pages - hey, these journals aren't made for sumi-e.]

[After about thirty minutes, there's a small noise of disgust, and the image goes untouched by the original artist for the rest of the night.]


[[ooc: no responses, feel free to comment or bitch about the wet journal or contribute with some ~*GRAFITTI*~!!!!!!]]
[identity profile] mmm-paradise.livejournal.com
[written neatly]

Common fears

The fear of failure (Atychiphobia)
The fear of snakes (Ophidiophobia)
The fear of fire (Pyrophobia)
The fear of heights (Acrophobia)
The fear of the dark (Nyctophobia)
The fear of being stared at (Scopophobia)
The fear of pain (Algophobia)
The fear of Friday the Thirteenth (Paraskavedekatriaphobia)
The fear of death (Thanatophobia)
The fear of thunder, lightning, storms (Astraphobia)

[a giggle]

The fear of being far from one's cell phone (Nomophobia)

[and so on...]
[identity profile] mmm-paradise.livejournal.com
Where are you in the food chain back home? Titles, wealth (or lack of thereof), honor, political position... It's all fair game here. Please do expand on your answer! After all, not all of us come from countries of kings and queens, and others don't have the faintest idea what a Parliament is. Plus, it's always good to go for those bonus points! Be ambitious, ladies and gentlemen.


And before you ask, no ulterior motives. Really.

[[ooc: might be a little slow until I can get some food in me 8)]]

[[ooc: after an hour or so, the entire post is washed over with black ink. 8( Thanks, Rin!]]

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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