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always-bad-news.livejournal.com

[Sarcastic,] Well, your castle here certainly knows how to throw a party. Can't say I'm too depressed that it's all over, though.

So, I've been lookin' through this journal. It's a little disturbin' to know I've been here before and can't remember anythin', and honestly there're some things I think I'd rather just leave untouched. [Hello, plague doctor?] But hey, I'm all for catchin' up with friends, so if anyone wants to fill me I'll be at the Lux. Apparently it's one of the last places I was at before I, eh, left, so that's just fittin'.

[Filtered to Rin]

Hey honey, seems I was helpin' you out on your outpost project a while back, wonderin' if you still needed my services?

[/Filter]

[[ooc: Open post and journal!]]

always-bad-news.livejournal.com

[Someone hadn't quite gotten used to the fact that she'd found herself (again, apprently) in a magic kidnapping castle yet, so to wake up and find the magic kidnapping castle had turned her not-purple was another unwelcome shock in a series of unwelcome shocks.]

[Dictated, sounds of her sharpening her katana. She hasn't discovered her Loss yet, otherwise she'd know her current actions were pretty much useless]

You know, things keep changin' like this and I'm gonna end up with whiplash. Does this place do this sort of thing often?

jushinkan.livejournal.com

[So after this royal disaster, Xellos is out looking for where ever the hell his entree ran off to. All twenty four of them.

Yes, he was originally going to bring that strange bubbling concoction to his room, but it must have been forgotten along the way, and now it sits unattended in the lobby.

Bubbling occasionally.

Smelling... like something that is totally indescribable. A bright iridescent green that while it doesn't appear to be having any effect on the bowl itself, is making the occasional insect that dares wander toward it shudder and either skitter away or simply cease to move.

Pay no attention to the small collection of dead flies by the bowl. I'm sure this is totally, totally safe and in no way dangerous to anyones health at all, what so ever. As for the mastermind behind it, he's outside. Trying to catch dinner again.]

[[ooc: Want to know what happens if you drink it? ... Yeah, so do I.]]

always-bad-news.livejournal.com

[There's a purple chick with staticy orange hair by the lobby door, Paradisa. She looks the warrior type, with gold armor and and a wicked katana sheathed on her back. Her movements and expression suggest she is PISSED.]

Spam it ... what just happened? [Stands, turning and drawing her katana. She's on edge, and hasn't noticed the open journal lying nearby yet,]

AndrAIa! By the user what's Megabyte done now ... AndrAIa, where are you?!

[[ooc: Open post and journal!]]

always-bad-news.livejournal.com

[Mouse had spent the past few days in the shower, like pretty much everyone else from the expedition.]

[Now, she's on her way to the Lux, looking tired and relieved, arm wrapped in fresh bandages.]

I don't know about anyone else, but I need a moment to defragment after that whole ordeal. I'll be at the Lux if you want to join me.

[[ooc: Open open open!]]

always-bad-news.livejournal.com

[It's the morning after the Fog-Creature-Bird-Thingy and Mouse wakes to find herself back in her tent with a bandaged arm and a pounding headache. Sitting up, she drags her journal out of her pack and dictates an entry, sounding pissed off and groggy;]

[Filtered to those on the Expedition]

Anyone else wake up with new wounds and absolutely no recollection of how they got there? Seems I had a little more fun last night than I'm able to recall. [This second bit dripping with sarcasm]

[[ooc: The morning after this. I have to get to work now, but will tag on lunch (if I get one) and when I get back! :3 ]]

always-bad-news.livejournal.com

[Hey! Hey Paradisa!! Anyone trying to access any information on CastleNet is going to be surprised; The main page looks normal, but ALL THE LINKS HAVE BEEN SWITCHED.

That's right, RESTAURANTS takes you to SHOPPING, FLOORMAP takes you to the FAIRLYLAND ANIMAL CENTER.

And if you DO manage to find FLOORMAPS, everything there has been switched, too.

And for all you coders out there, in some very odd corner of the CastleNet's code you'll find a little Mouse ensignia.]

[Dictated]

I'm feeling a bit restless, anyone want to hit up the town today?

always-bad-news.livejournal.com

[To anyone who works on CastleNet and is keen enough to notice, someone has been subtly hacking into various accounts. Nothing has been removed or added or edited; it seems like whoever did it was just having a look around.]

[Dictated, with a soft tapping of keys in the background]

So, how often does the castle just up an' change like that?

[[ooc: Open journal! :D]]

always-bad-news.livejournal.com

[Mouse has been busy at her Frankencomputer the past few days, hacking into the nearest Casino's database and setting up herself a nice little nest egg.

Okay, a very large multi-million-dollar nest egg.

It's quite a challenge, and she's missed work because of it, but that won't really be much of a concern when she's a gazillionaire, will it?]

[Dictated, sounding tired but hopeful;]

If all goes well, by this time tomorrow I'll be the proud owner of Venice Beach.

[[ooc: Open Journal! Come see what happens when Mouse gets bored!]]

always-bad-news.livejournal.com

This is it? This is what everyone was so worried about? A vacation?

Okay, so the being-a-human part is a little disconcerting, but come on, a huge diverse city like this? There's so much mischief to be had!

[Mouse has spent the first couple days scavenging, and was able to build herself the most Frankenstein of computers in her run down loft. The journal picks up a tapping of keys ... she may or may not be attempting to hack into Stark Industries at the moment.]

( Filtered to Dr. Venture )
/Filter

So who wants to take me shopping? I need some clubwear.

always-bad-news.livejournal.com

( Filtered to Jesus )
/Filter

[Mouse is chilling in the kitchen, writing in her journal and eating someone else's bean burrito.]

[She's jotting down possible coding. They're incorrect in very subtle ways; sort of a sneaky test to see who might rival her at hacking. It's not her most complex coding, but it's pretty high-level stuff.]

[[ooc: open post and journal!]]

always-bad-news.livejournal.com

There seems to be a bit of interest in CastleNet despite the current lack of substance. I'll be doing an overhaul of the system in the next week, so feel free to add any suggestions about what sort of content or features you'd like to see.

There ain't nothin' I can't do.

( Sakaki )

( York and TARDIS owner who gave me supplies [Ninth Doctor] )

always-bad-news.livejournal.com

[So Mouse has been shut up on her room for the past few days. She's been busy building a wireless device to get her onto CastleNet, and now there's something resembling a desktop in her room, complete with snaking cables and whirring parts all over. Seeing all the components makes her feel more at home.]

[Her first order of business is to hack into CastleNet and poke around. Anywhere you find her work, you'll find her ensignia of a little mouse doodle.]

[The journal records a small sigh.]

Well, that was a lot of build-up for a whole lot of nothin'. Does anyone here even use CastleNet?

always-bad-news.livejournal.com

[Mouse is stretched comfortably on a couch in the lobby. She looks like she's casually reading her journal, but laying concealed on the floor by the couch is her bow and arrow. She's been listening to all the talk and entries on the journal, and figures it's got to do something weird.]

[She's just waiting for the right chump to come along for her to test it on!]

[Dictated]

So what's the readme on this valentine's day everyone keeps talkin' about?

[[ooc: open post and journal! backdated to earlier today because mun got kidnapped for dinner with roomies! D: ]]

always-bad-news.livejournal.com

[Dictated in a strong southern drawl]

Let me be honest; I'm not sure how I feel about askin' this Castle for anything, it all seems a little suspect to me and I doubt I'd be able to trust anythin' it gave me.

So, if anyone has any spare electronic bits an' pieces they don't mind partin' with, I could do with some buildin' materials. If you got some tools you could lend out, I promise to get them back ... eventually. Just leave me a note here or come by room 1904.

[The entry is signed with the following doodle;]

always-bad-news.livejournal.com

[Yup, Mouse is leaning against the counter munching on someone else's sandwich and drinking someone else's beer. The journal is open next to her, and she dictates in between bites.]

The food here is a bit different than what I'm used to, but not bad.

[Some quiet munching, if you can hear it]

So what does everyone do for fun around here? I've been told it doesn't stay quiet like this forever, but I'm gonna get real bored real fast, and I don't do 'bored' well.

always-bad-news.livejournal.com

[So on top of the discovery that she's been hijacked from her world by a Crazy Sentient Castle, it was brought to Mouse's attention that said Crazy Sentient Castle has also graced her with an organic body.

She ain't happy about it.

So, have a bright purple, orange-haired individual stalking through the castle. She looks quite pissy. And lost. She's gripping the journal rather tightly. Careful; she might smack you with it.]

[[ooc: open post and journal! Come harass the purple chick!]]

always-bad-news.livejournal.com

[An open journal picks up the sounds of someone waking leisurely; bed covers rustling, a faint, feminine yawn, and then a pause, followed by a thick southern drawl;]

I musta partied harder than I thought. Either that or a Gamecube dropped while I was sleepin'.

[Footsteps across the floor as Mouse approaches the journal, and then a few page flips.]

[Dictated;]

Strange.

Doubly strange ...

This thing on?

Good. Now, would someone mind tellin' me just what in the NET is goin on?!

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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Entries tagged with mouse

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14: Defragmenting.

13: Ctrl. Alt. Delete.

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eleven: just enjoying a stroll through the 'Net

ten: cracked!

nine: ReBoot!

eight: Mousetrap

seven: what would Dot do?

six: someone give her a cigarette after a nice bit of coding.

five: only one way to find out ...

four: First you need somethin' to hack ...

three: in ur kitchenz, eatin ur foodz

two: this castle can bite my ASCII.

One: System Check

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