[identity profile] reasontoexist.livejournal.com
[there is a heavy sigh, with a hint of relief.]

It appears that my temporary loss has finally come to an end. I suppose it could have been much worse, though this one was nothing short of frustrating.

Asking if they are usually this aleatory would only come off as a rhetorical question.

It certainly made me appreciate the works of speech in a different manners, if nothing else. Unfortunately it also made the inability of others to appreciate the silence become even more evident.

It isn't difficult to imagine that it's always been this way. Most Lilim either do not know what to say or when to shut up.

V - [text]

May. 11th, 2009 04:25 am
[identity profile] reasontoexist.livejournal.com
Lilim invent all these celebrations for the existence of their own self and their kind... It becomes difficult to understand the ambiguity that differs from individual to individual.

Some consider their predecessors valuable, others have damaged or broken the links that bonded them to their own. They sacrifice a number of lives in order to save a single one that matters the most to them. Several go through their lives unable to find someone for whom they would sacrifice even themselves, others make the choice to walk the path alone.

...

Why do you consider yourselves to be so important to this world?
[identity profile] reasontoexist.livejournal.com
((ooc: I'm setting up this [backdated] quicklog primarily for Kaworu and Asuka to meet, but if you want your character to interact in person with Kaworu, feel free to comment separately saying so [plz to be specifying a time and place].))



[Waiting in the first floor, by the stairs - just as Asuka specified - Kaworu stands, one hand in his pocket, gazing at the opposite wall without paying much attention. He is organizing the thoughts in his mind - the matters he wishes to discuss with the Second Child - silently.]
[identity profile] reasontoexist.livejournal.com
It seems I haven't been paying enough attention to this journal. I suppose the activities this place offers have served to keep me distracted from it, though other events out of my control have also contributed to that -- but there is no use dwelling into that matter.

[there is a pause- and with no apparent difference in the writing, the following appears at the end of the page.]



It does not stop.




((ooc: gwurgh, I need to stop failing at paying attention to this place. Sorry, guys.))
[identity profile] reasontoexist.livejournal.com
Hmm.

What do you do for... entertainment, here? Given the current condition of the weather.

[pause, since he thinks people are bound to ask for a reason why]

I am seeking a distraction.
[identity profile] reasontoexist.livejournal.com
PRIVATE )



Why is everyone so loud...? All of you keep complaining about everything. Is it because you are attempting to call for attention in a crowded place?

[pause]

I have a question.

How did you discover what your permanent loss was?
[identity profile] reasontoexist.livejournal.com
... I have to say that this situation is very inconvenient, to say the least.

I have no recollection of having been sent--or appointed--to this place, so I believe it is safe to assume that wasn't the case.

It does not appear to be a kidnapping; the conditions do not match. I am free to leave my room and use this device to interact with others... So is this an experiment, of sorts? To observe how I would react, faced with adversities I do not comprehend, for reasons that have been kept from me?

It's intriguing to see how others are using their own to communicate via graphic symbols. Am I failing a test by not doing so, I wonder?

Whomever was thoughtful enough to plan this surely must not have left anything to chance, so it would be pointless to expect to be missed or found by those who would notice my absence.

Hm. I might as well introduce myself to the community and satisfy the curiosity of those observing us, isn't that right? It would be the correct thing to do.

My name is Kaworu Nagisa. I am the Fifth Child, assigned to Tokyo-3's NERV Headquarters to be the substitute pilot of Evangelion Unit 02.

I'm sure it will be interesting to make your acquaintance.

005

Oct. 9th, 2008 07:44 pm
[identity profile] even-us.livejournal.com
The emotions and thoughts associated to the world I came from have gradually become harder and harder to ignore.

It feels as if... I have been trying to postpone these realizations, and now I find myself running out of things to occupy my mind with in order to keep them away.

...

I suppose this is what it feels like to miss someone.

004

Sep. 30th, 2008 11:58 pm
[identity profile] even-us.livejournal.com
I've come across the fact that my stay in this place has been giving me - if nothing else - time and opportunity to think. Nothing specific comes up to my mind, at first, which is a little ironic in itself, seeing as there is so much I could be wondering about, aside from the obvious... Namely the conditions and reasons of my presence here.

But, curiously enough, the following question has been repeating itself in my mind. I have found people here whose faces, names, characteristics and personalities I knew once before, without having ever seen them in my entire life.

Because they had met my other self.

The question of whether the existence of parallel universes and time-lines were a possibility has continuously proven to be a fact in this very place. So I ask-

Who here has been confronted - directly or indirectly - with the existence of his or her other self?

003

Sep. 26th, 2008 12:54 am
[identity profile] even-us.livejournal.com
Ah- it seems I've been neglecting this for a good while, now.

I apologize - but there is so much to see here. This place seems endless.

Still, I would like to try and interact with more of you as well.

Would anyone like to as well?



[Private to Kaworu]

Can we meet?

[/Private]
[identity profile] finalmessenger.livejournal.com
Another year older, in spirit anyways. My second birthday here.

Kaworu )
[identity profile] finalmessenger.livejournal.com
I wonder if it's still going on?


[He should know better, but Kaworu enters his room anyways. There's the sound of a light being thrown on. The lights focus on one person, Kaworu. Everything else is pitch black. And then a monolith appears, bearing the number 01 and the words SEELE. A voice issues forth from it, authoritave sounding]

For you are Adam, reborn as the angel of Free Will. And you have fail-

[And Kaworu just leaves before it can even finish, marching away]

I think I asked this before, but how do you people deal this random information entering your mind at night?

002

Aug. 29th, 2008 08:45 pm
[identity profile] even-us.livejournal.com
Hmm.

It seems I have found out my loss.

I suppose I shouldn't feel so bothered by this. Hopefully it won't be needed during my stay here. But still...
[identity profile] finalmessenger.livejournal.com
This is an interesting development.

I hope you will all welcome the other Nagisa Kaworu with open arms. And not judge him by anything I may have done or said to offend you.

Private )

Shinji )

001

Aug. 22nd, 2008 02:41 pm
[identity profile] even-us.livejournal.com
Ah? This is very strange. I don't remember being taken to this room.

It's good that I was provided with this device, though. There seem to be a lot of people using it for communication.

Shinji? Rei? Asuka? Are any of you perhaps here as well?
[identity profile] finalmessenger.livejournal.com
This violin is actually a little better than the old one, so I guess that furniture incident did me a favor.

I also ended up getting another ferret. Her name's Chiyuki. She's really bossy towards Tamiko, but manages to keep her out of trouble. Well, a little bit. Strange how that works.

[added in a few minutes later]

What does it take for you to be satisfied with life?
[identity profile] finalmessenger.livejournal.com
[There is a loud crash as if someone slammed themselves into a wall trying to yank something down, along with the sound of something wooden and delicate breaking]

My violin!

[he is utterly gobsmacked by this accidental bit of destruction and the pure anger he is feeling]

It... It... It's not that I can't replace it... but no violin is exactly like another. That... I liked that one.

I feel all tense now and my blood rate wont go down. This is... just...
[identity profile] finalmessenger.livejournal.com
Sounds kinda like he meant to filter it, but kinda not;

The Lilim are so interesting. What they keep secret and what they are honest about. What they think is a secret.

Though sad. Because as many have said, it's rather depressing to think about how many will refuse to actually write in their journals just because they can't have their secrets.

You use your AT Fields in very strange ways.

[Dictated]

Jul. 9th, 2008 12:00 pm
[identity profile] finalmessenger.livejournal.com
[Rambling to himself]

The flesh gives shape to the soul. I know this better than anyone. How a human or other such being understands the world is different from something larger. How much can the soul handle being reshaped? Especially against it's own will? Does will even exist outside of basic instinct? What happens when instinct is stripped away? What is left? Nothing? Some of the Lilim would call this enlightenment, but I can only think of it as a type of dreamless coma...
[identity profile] finalmessenger.livejournal.com
Ayanami-san appears to have truly left. That's too bad. I would have liked to have talked to her about certain things.

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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