[identity profile] echivoc.livejournal.com
[The Exorcist General is musing about the craziness he has seen today, and, well, he is happy the castle hasn't hit him (heh!!!) with this ridiculousness. But his luck is about to run out as the sun starts setting, which he is watching from a chair in the castle lobby.

The colors of the setting sun are perfect for some club lights to start flashing, and then a beat as this song starts playing: Next thing Cross knows—
]

Mr. 305! I want everybody [and now he's jumping on said chair and totally making it fall onto its back, stepping off like a g and totally disrupting Timcanpy's calm and relaxation time on top of his head.]
To get down 'cause we about to shut down

Oh, can't tell me nothing now
Baby, I know how to fly
Oh, can't nothing hold me down
I'm gonna touch the sky

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Apr. 1st, 2011 08:28 pm
[identity profile] sneakingly.livejournal.com
[Guess who mastered the holographic lock? And is now strutting around the halls toward the lobby rather proud of herself?

If you guessed Parker, you are a winner!

She seems in rather high spirits, too. Being able to pick something is a great feeling. It's not a traditional lock, but who cares. If there's ever anything protected by a holographic lock, it's hers. She will steal it right up.

In fact, it kind of reminds her

of a song.]


♫ I've been caught stealing,
Once. When I was five.
I enjoy stealing!
It's just as simple as that.
Well it's just a simple fact.
When I want something,
I don't want to pay for it.

♫ I walk right through the door!
And I walk right through the door.
Hey, all right! If I get by,
It's mine!
Mine all mine.

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Mar. 21st, 2011 01:38 pm
[identity profile] sneakingly.livejournal.com
Sooooo, I'm going to that festival thing. If you want to come with, tell me now or I'm leaving you behind.

Or I guess I'll see you there, maybe.

[...Yeah, that didn't feel natural at all. But hey, attempting to being social is a big step for her.]
[identity profile] verydistinctive.livejournal.com
Who: Parker and Eliot
What: Valentine's Day Hijinks - Eliot gets Parker to move into the tower.
When: VALENTINE'S DAY - backdated like a check
Rating: PG


Small Little Candy Hearts )

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Feb. 2nd, 2011 12:44 pm
[identity profile] sneakingly.livejournal.com
[There is a blond woman currently huddled into a ball, hugging her knees to her chest, sitting in a corner not far from the stairs on the first floor. Her eyes are wide, looking every which way.

Nowhere is safe.

She can't go to Headquarters. She's been away from the team for too long. They would never take her back. She can't even pick locks! What good is she to them? They replaced her with someone better. No. She can NEVER GO BACK.

She won't go into her own room. What if people look for her there? What if people find her here?

The sound of someone coming down the stairs startles her and she nearly jumps. IS IT SOMEONE COMING FOR HER?

So yes, if one is perceptive enough, they will see Parker huddled as she is. Approach with caution, someone's feeling paranoid.]

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Jan. 30th, 2011 07:33 pm
[identity profile] sneakingly.livejournal.com
[CLEARLY, someone has not learned their lesson.

When boredom strikes, it strikes hard. Parker, who promised not to do it again, is now clambering through the air ducts at random to see where she will find herself. Because really, telling her not to crawl through tiny spaces is like telling her TO crawl through tiny spaces.

Where will she find herself? Perhaps YOUR room?]


(ooc: OPEN OPEN OPEN. Feel free to hear her coming or continue about unsuspectingly. She'll drop in to say hello. :3)
[identity profile] echivoc.livejournal.com
[backdated to the afternoon of the 15th]

[why hello there! have a cute, dark red cat just roamin' your castle, lookin' a look for a specific blonde he hasn't heard from in quite some time. Parker, if you are gone, Cross will not be pleased!

feel free to run into him if you please, and even pet him! he is not contagious m'kay ♥
]

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Dec. 31st, 2010 09:38 pm
[identity profile] sneakingly.livejournal.com
[Parker opens her journal and...

THIS SOUND. IS VERY LOUD.

Time for some derpy giggling!]


Woo! Yeah! Okay! Someone is spreading the happy because BOY do I feel drunk off it.

[Her glass of milk spills, and a little bit soaks the corner of the journal page.]

Woopsie...

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Nov. 28th, 2010 08:35 pm
[identity profile] sneakingly.livejournal.com
[Parker is bored. Not knowing what she is about to start, she begins to sing a song.]

This is the song that never ends, yes it goes on and on my friends...


(ooc: Parker is going on a very random, very brief loss. That is now passed on to everyone else! :D)

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Nov. 19th, 2010 01:48 am
[identity profile] sneakingly.livejournal.com
[Hey all you night owls!

Parker is in the kitchen serving up a bowl of Rocket Os in the most passive-aggressive way ever. Didn't think it was possible to passive-aggressively make a bowl of cereal? Here you go.

There's bits of cereal spilled onto the counter, doomed to lay wherever they fall because Parker doesn't even care that its wasteful or that they're just going to sit there the rest of the night along with the small drops of milk that happened to splash out of her bowl when she poured the milk and slammed the carton back onto the counter.

And no, she doesn't want your silly CHAIRS. She is just fine eating on the kitchen floor, THANKS.

Clearly, you must bother her. Thank her for all the banging of cabinets, the clanking of silverware, the milk that spilled onto your journals, and for eating the cereal as loudly as inhumanly possible.

You're all very welcome.]

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Oct. 31st, 2010 05:12 pm
[identity profile] sneakingly.livejournal.com
[All of Parker's planning has finally come together in what she deems as the Greatest Halloween Costume Ever. She's been strolling around town, trying to be as intimidating as possible.

After all, she is undead. And not just any undead, either. To anyone that asks, she is Forsaken.

She now sits at the fountain in the center of town with a sack of candy at her waist. Undead may not eat, but Parker's willing to break character in the name of some sweet, delicious candy corn.

Before she enjoys herself, she'll leave her journal open beside her and in her most deathly voice proclaim,]


POWER TO THE FORSAKEN!!

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Sep. 25th, 2010 05:03 pm
[identity profile] sneakingly.livejournal.com
[Written in big, bold, thick black marker]


9/24
PILLOW WAR
NEVER FORGET
[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
[ Did you guys sleep all right? It's the A.M. and ya'll are ready to get up and ditch the ballroom and start your day! ... But it's been hours since the doors have closed on their own and they still won't budge. The heck? ]

[ That's not all. If you take a good look around, it seems like the castle's turned the whole ballroom into a furniture warehouse overnight. Random couches, tables, chairs.. Oh, and all sorts of toy weapons. The heck? ]


[ .. But first thing's first... there's a small note taped onto the door which reads: ]


Pillow & Sheet Fort Warz.
IT'S KILL OR BE KILLED! GO FORTH AND CONQUER!!!



[ ooc: OKAY GUYS. TIME TO START ROCKING AND ROLLING? residents still have their journals, they can find them buried under their blankets if they originally... weren't poofed with it! and any muns who signed up after the first post.. can still throw in their characters! you can say they were poofed in late or walked in before the doors closed! srsly, it's allll goood!

Also a few residents should be feeling wonky vibes as the day goes on. feel free to start making ridiculous names and getting into WAR MODE. ]
[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. ]

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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