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[So Kanji spent most of his time in Paris being withdrawn while he tried to make sense of complicated moral and ethical issues. He's still brooding actually, but things are about to change.]

Screw it! I can't freakin' go on like this. Just gotta bite the bullet and do this shit.

So, people I know, anybody wanna hang out this afternoon or tomorrow? Play games or watch movies or whatever. Best cure for feelin' down is hanging out with friends. Hell, even if we don't know each other, nothin' saying we can't fix that! So what do you guys say? We could have like a movie night or shit sometime.

[That's pretty much it, except for a few private messages he pens off after a few minutes.]
Private messages to Feferi, Adachi, and Eridan )
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[So, someone's doing the human adjusting thing.

Not only that, she's doing the whole adjusting to a family bit.

Who were these people anyway? She's only seen two of them before, and they weren't all that impressive to begin with. Pretty boring, if you would be so inclined to ask her.

But then again, she could say a little differently about their house. After all, it was pretty damn cozy, even if it was shared with some people she couldn't quite bring herself to care about. She'll just wait that part out, right?

Right.

Flopping down on a couch, Vriska simply reclines, sprawling over it like some sort of lardbeast.]


So, you guys can forget about trying to get me to go to that school thing! Just saying. That stuff's for losers!

(ooc. OPEN to anyone in the TRISTA SOCKET household-- YEYEYEYEYEYEYEYE!

Hell, if you want to say her journal was open to catch this, it can be heard over the journals too WHATEVER WHATEVER.)
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--shit. Why the hell am I still so sore? Did I crack a rib or--dammit journal, I didn't mean to record that. Screw you.

[Then Kanji actually switches to writing it out. It's a miracle! A miracle in lilac with a few artistic embellishments. Somebody's getting in deep touch with his artistic side. Too bad his handwriting is kind of awful still.]

Man, when the hell did these fairy things get all over? They're cute. Anyway, I'm mostly making this to say that I finished all the dolls I was making for people! So come by and pick them up whenever you're free, guys. I'm in 2012 in Terrere tower. And if anybody else wants a doll I've still got a bunch and I can make whatever you guys want.

Clothes too, actually. I gotta get into more practice with clothes.

[The next bit appears under a filter, Filtered to people I haven't already asked, I guess.]

Okay, I didn't think I'd be doing much learning new shit here, but I guess you can't escape it in any universe. Can anybody tell me what the hell a moirail is? Actually, anything about the troll guys here would be cool, 'cause I'm suddenly getting the feeling I'm not getting a lot of shit and just making an ass of myself. Uh, if I have been, I'm sorry?

Dammit, that sounded better in my head.

((ooc: All the cultural miscommunication means Kanji is really confused and it is the most hilarious thing. Anyway, there are fairies in his room if anyone wants kisses, planned or unplanned.))
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[The voice over the journals sounds mildly embarrassed.] Well shit. I guess I kinda got carried away.

So, uh, anybody want a doll? I got all kinds hangin' out in here now. I probably shoulda given 'em away sooner but--

[A low chuckle] --I kept on thinkin' to myself, "Just finish up one more," and now I've got a whole bunch. Sheep and kittens and puppies and a horse or two. And other things.

And if I don't got what you're looking for, just give me a good description and I can make whatever!

Filtered to Nanako )
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[It starts with a thump, a groan, and a muffled curse, probably nothing too out of the ordinary.] --the hell?

[Then two beats of silence, and the voice on the other end sounds almost awed.] ...Whoa. What is this place?

[There's some more silence, while on the other end, Kanji is peering around at the lobby, quite clueless and confused. As far as he's concerned the only explanation is one that should make no sense whatsoever, so he's starting to get frustrated and muttering.]

...can't be. If the damn bear--

[And then he raises his voice, sounding more mildly annoyed and lost than actually angry.] You hear me? If this is your fault, you're gonna get a swift kick in the ass! Come out, dammit!
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[In his last entry he said he'd investigate the pet shop to see if they had any white kittens with blue eyes for Kasanoda. Of course he doesn't mind helping a bro out and all, but he's also using this as an excuse to pet more fluffy animals. That and he was already out looking at the different kinds of fabric this place had, so he might as well check out the pet shop.

As he's checking out the kittens he some how accidentally agrees into buying one of them. Or more specifically the yellow kittens that so happened to be next to the white kittens that Kasanoda had described.]


Aww hell... I just agreed to--damn. I guess you need a name huh?

[[ooc: this can be open to anybody that might be in the pet shop too! /o/]]

Tenth Punch

Jan. 9th, 2011 10:18 pm
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Uhh--does anyone want some handmade dolls? I had some extra fabric left over from when I was making the snow caps and scarves... and I was only gonna make a couple, but I uhh-- I ended up makin' a whole lot more than I thought I would.

And you don't have to pay me. I didn't want the fabric to go to waste, that's all. Yeah--



--hey what the--! Aww man... Tedd--you--cat! My bed is not your friggin' litter box, dammit!
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[Backdated to earlier this morning!]

I'm uhh--thinkin' about makin' a couple of scarves and ski caps for a couple of my friends. So... I was wondering if anyone else would want them to. Since it's gettin' kinda cold now.

I can make somethin' else if you don't want the winter wear.

Oh, and what's the deal about this winter ball?
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private to self )

H-Hey Chie-senpai? You said you wanted to know how to sew, right? I can uhh--I can help ya with that. When are you free?
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[In lieu of trying to out of the castle more Kanji decided to check out the pet shop. He heard Yosuke-senpai talking about it and was curious to see what kind of animals it had. But before even getting to his destination he ended up running into a stray kitten. It looked friendly (and if it wasn't it obviously would have bitten Kanji's hand when he let the stray smell him) and it knew exactly what kind of look he needed to give Kanji in order for the blond to take him back.

Which leads us to the present with Kanji back in his room with a stray kitten.]


Man, I thought I was seein' stuff back there. But you really do have blue fur... I guess you're mine now, hmmmm. What should I call you?

What kinda names do people give their pets anyways?
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[Let's pretend this happened shortly after Tamaki's lovely homo-homo host club customer entry...]

I AIN'T GAY DAMMIT, I LIKE CHICKS OKAY?!

SO DON'T BELIEVE WHAT THAT CRAZY DUMBASS BLOND HAS TO SAY! IT'S A LIE, AND I LIKE WOMEN DAMMIT!!
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Who: [Bad username or site: conflictedrebel title= @ livejournal.com], [Bad username or site: gunneroffortune title= @ livejournal.com] annnd [Bad username or site: cooksforladies title= @ livejournal.com] -- this will also be the posting order!
What: OPERATION FIX UP THE INVESTIGATION TEAM.
When: RIGHT. NOW.
Where: IN THE TOWN.
Rating: G? There might be a few punches thrown? No promises though :B

Break down these walls that we've built around ourselves. )
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[SUP PARADISA I SWEAR I'M NOT DEAD. But anyways, guess who's bored? Yup, you got it! Kanji's feeling a little bored. He's also feeling a little--frisky as well no thanks to this shadow loss. So what's a guy to do? Kanji chuckles quietly to himself as he picks up his crocheting needles.]

Oh my, such well defined pecks... knit one, purl two. Knit one, purl two~

[YEP, GUESS WHO'S MENPEOPLE WATCHING AT THE GYM? KANJI ISSSS. and open to whoever wants this creepy creep of a creepster-shadow!~]
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[Kanji is bored as all hell right now, and the only thing that's mildly entertaining would be exploring the rest of the castle. He's pretty much seen what the castle looked like on the lower levels, but he hasn't really poked around the upper levels yet. And he's already seen that weird beach room, so he might as well poke around elsewhere.

Just as he's about to head up the stairs his jacket accidentally catches on something. Kanji thinks nothing of it and continues about his merry business. Unfortunately for Kanji he's forced to a stop for two different reasons. One would be the snag physically stopped him, and the other would be listening to that dreadful ripping sound. Yeahhh, you know, the one where it sounds like something's being ripped at by the seams?]

What the--aww hell no!

[Yeahhh, his beautiful bikergang black jacket now has this ugly giant hole in the sleeve. It can probably be fixed with a needle and some handy dandy thread--but unfortunately he does't have that stuff on him at the time. THANKFULLY, HE BROUGHT HIS HANDY-DANDY JOURNAL THING. So here you go Paradisa. Have a really awkward, but manly question.]


Does uhh--anyone happen to have a needle and some thread on them?

lawd...

Sep. 25th, 2010 12:25 pm
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[ at 12 noon the doors and windows inside the ballroom unlock on their own and slowly open. holy guacamole, FRESH AIR IN DAAAAYS. the victims inside are free to stop and stare at the open doors... and resist to face palm themselves AT THE SPEED OF LIGHT. ]

[ HOW DOES IT FEEL, being sane again? feels good, man. the castle is sure you'll remember those days of rocking out to your alter ego and look back at them... fondly?? ]


[ and residents chilling outside the doors are free to WTF at everyone and everything. ]



[ ooc: LOSS OVER. NO SECTIONS THIS TIME AND GRAB SOME MORE RANDOM CRRRRR. THANK YOU COOL GUYS SO MUCH FOR PARTICIPATING IN THIS TRASH LOSS LKSFJWEOIURWEKR residents will have their powers back and are free to just... leave and go shower or something. /goes to backtag ]
[identity profile] compete.livejournal.com
[ FRIDAY MORNING. sleep well, soldiers? or were you guys up all night getting teams/forts set and ready? YEAH, WELL. THAT'S NOT ENOUGH. YOU AIM TO BE THE BEST, BEST, BEST.. How will you do it? Set traps, ambush others, bomb forts and take what remains for yours?? EVERYONE is in the way towards your path of becoming the NUMBER ONE top dog. Go stir crazy, or just plain crazy in general. ]

[ oh, and there's a new note on the door ]
"FINISH THEM."
TEST YOUR MIGHT.



[ okay, seriously now. the ballroom looks like an absolute mess. there are all sorts of forts set up in different sections of the room, the shelves are nearly bare and some aisles are completely trashed. also random fog machines are up and stuck in between the most random places to SET THE MOOD. YA'LL ARE IN THE ZONE, AFTER ALL. CAUSE THIS IS HOW WE DO IT. ]



[ ooc: sorry this had to be super early ;; I am being called out for the afternoon /sob will be back in a few! ]
[identity profile] compete.livejournal.com
[ It's 11 PM, you maybe just heading into bed or at least getting ready for sleep.. before you're suddenly 'poofed' into the castle's ballroom. Wait, what? Well, the castle decided to throw YOU special snowflakes a surprise sleep over! Why? WELL, CAUSE YA'LL DESERVE IT. And the castle is a hip-daddy like that. The place is pretty decked out.. ]

[ Couches, tvs, ...futons.., sleeping bags.. to piles of dvds, bowls of popcorn, and sodaaaa. Even a filthy DDR machine with broken pads form the game room and telescopes... BUT THAT'S NOT ALL, right outside the entrance is a sign that reads: ]


"SURPRIZE HIP SLEEPOVER INSIDE"


[ from the peeps inside the ballroom to the folks peeking in from the outside. WHAT DO YOU DO? ]

[ ooc: DONE. ANYONE PASSING BY IS FREE TO JOIN IN... THIS FILTHY LOSS. ]
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[There is nothing but silence and heavy breathing. Yup, you guessed it, Kanji was fast asleep. The room is rather silent, that is, until he falls off the bed. There is a loud clash as Kanji falls to the floor.]

Huh wha--?

[Kanji groans.]
The hell is this-- [Kanji groans once more as he reaches underneath him to pick up the object. He flips through it with slight interest.] A book? Why's my name in this thing anyways?

Man where the hell am I? The last thing I remember was that I was talkin' to ma. Aww shit, am I in the TV world again? Dammit, Teddie this ain't funny!

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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