paradisalost | Entries tagged with raimu "rhyme" bito

rhymebell.livejournal.com

[Today, Rhyme is doing something that might be considered nice. At around noon, Rhyme will be sneaking (well, actually, failing at sneaking, she's not a ninja) around the castle with a cart that has numerous goodie bags in it for the upcoming Halloween season. Each and every one has an array of candy, and they also have ghost shaped cookies. For anyone she knows, she's also left a doodle in the bag of something they like. Rhyme will be peeking around the corner to see the reaction, but will try to stay hidden otherwise.]

[Later, she'll dictate from the lobby, tapping her foot on the ground.] Hey, does anyone know a place where I could do a recital? I think all of the people who play music should have one huge recital. I think it would be fun if we could get all the stuff together.

rhymebell.livejournal.com

( Friends )

[The lobby has paper on the floor today along with a Rhyme. She's laying down on the ground, her ripped out sketches laying on the floor around her, kind of like a leaf pile. She's just doodling random things, it seems, while humming a little tune over the journals. She's a bit off key, for anyone who might know the beginning part of this over the journal, but she doesn't seem to mind, as she's just having fun doodling away. She stops for a second, looking outside.]

I guess the trees have a lot to shed this year. It's kind of nice. I like autumn, since everything is so colorful. What about everyone else? What's your favorite season?

rhymebell.livejournal.com

[Rhyme is not in her warm bed. She concludes this for two reasons:

1. Her bed does not make crunching noises.
2. Her bed is not a sea of leaves, which she is currently drowning in.

So Rhyme is buried under a few feet of leaves, but luckly she can breathe. It still doesn't stop her from having a near panic attack when she wakes up, though. There's a bit of flailing as Rhyme attempts to get herself up, which she is not successful with. But she does manage to get a little hole for her face, which in turn is getting...covered by leaves again. There's a bit of muffled noises as Rhyme tries to free herself, since leaves are getting in her mouth and pajamas and...

She needs help. ]

rhymebell.livejournal.com

[Today is not a day Rhyme wants to talk. On her door, there's a sign that says "DO NOT DISTURB' in rather girly handwritting. The door isn't locked, but it doesn't invite anyone in. People don't need to see her right now, since she's at a low. She's quiet as she writes in the journal.]

Neku Sakuraba has gone home.

[She doesn't close the journal, but the sound of a pencil being put down and Rhyme heading to her bed is heard. She sits on the edge, and she leafs through what sketches she has of him. His sketches never got finished, and now she doesn't even know if she can finish them. She tears them out, and sets them on the bed next to her, maybe to save for Shiki. Then it gets completely quiet. She's crying, but she doesn't make any noise as she goes to shut the journal, barely looking at the responses.]

Neku.....

rhymebell.livejournal.com

( Joshua Kiryu/ Private )

[Now that she's done sending him off, she'll be heading downstairs. She heard there was ice cream. Not even Rhyme can resist ice cream. So here she is, at the truck, ordering ice cream. Rhyme flavor, of course. It's her favorite, she assumes--strawberries and cream.

But when she gets it....it's peaches and cream with sprinkles mixed in.]

Um, I don't think this is what I ordered...

rocketchair.livejournal.com

( Rhyme )

rhymebell.livejournal.com

[Rhyme's room is particularily noisy today, and if you peek inside, you'll see why. Inside there is a large area-Scramble Crossing, to be exact- filled with people, and skyscrapers, one of which that has a screen playing videoes on it--hey wait, is that a picture of you? Yes, yes it is. It then returns to things like music sheets and drawings, things that Rhyme likes. Nobody will respond if you say anything, and the people keep changing, going off to the west and north.

If you go off to the west, there's Hachiko . There's considerably less people here, most of them meeting around the statue. Here stands a version of Rhyme, wearing a normal school uniform and talking to the girls around her, chattering happily. She's only slightly younger than how she arrived at Paradisa. Closer to the statue, there is another Rhyme with some ghoastly looking friends- Neku and Shiki, to be exact. She's her regular age here, but they don't respond to talking or touch- in fact, if you try and touch them, they disappear.

To the north of Scramble Crossing, there's a room- it could be presumed to be Rhyme's room from home. There's a bed and a desk, and around the room there's pieces of paper taped to the walls, but they have nothing on them. They could have been anything. There are a few pictures as well- Rhyme with her parents, with her friends. There's two pictures, though, that have more than one figure in them- one of them being Rhyme, but the rest being whited out. There's 2 pictures like that- Rhyme with 3 other people and Rhyme with one other person. The outlines look faintly like Neku, Shiki, and Beat, but there's nothing to define them.Also, on her desk, there is a faded Player Pin- no one can touch it, and it's barely visable.

If you open her closet, you're in for a surprise. It's the Miyashita Park Underpass mixed with Towa Records- the Towa Records part is foggy, though, and it's very hard to see. There's a splash of orange- Rhyme's shirt?- pushing something or someone away from something, but no one can tell what it is. A bell- maybe her necklace- hits the pavement afterwords, and rings. As for the other part, it's much clearer- someone is pushing Rhyme out of the way of a car, but the person isn't recognizable to anyone who doesn't know how she died.

The real Rhyme can be found in Scramble Crossing.]

((OOC: The foggy or whited out parts represent her memory loss- Neku and Shiki were part of it, and the other person- the one she's pushing out of the way and or being pushed by is Beat. The pieces of paper had her dreams on them, and since she lost the game, that's why they're blank. The Towa scene is her Erasure, but only the TWEWY cast should recognize it. Anyways, have at it!))

ofmywill.livejournal.com

[ Now. Now is the time.

He'd called everyone together, going into the city as nothing more than a group of kids around the late afternoon, and for the short walk down to the city they were just that- talking, laughing, perfectly normal but for the fire of determination in all of their eyes.

That stopped when they got here. Minato's nailbat was hefted, thrust into the air just once- a wordless signal that this was their time; the time to do what he'd promised.

To take Paradisa back, for themselves.

It only took one good swing to cave in the nearest window, glass shattering noisily everywhere. Minato had made sure to leave his journal open, and plenty of others: this castle's operations were no mystery to him. They weren't going to get caught, but this would not go unnoticed. ]

(ooc: Hokay! This post is completely open to all, both affected and unaffected by the plot. No need for sections this time.

- Kids: Just post your character doing their thing! Threadjack, threadjump, all good.
- Hero types: Jump into any thread and try to stop what's happening. If you nab the kid or not is up to you and the other mun. This applies to the people who signed up to stop things as much as anyone else!
- Everyone else: Tag in, react! A dozen kids mindlessly destroying the city makes a hell of a racket, so it can be journal or action. Not even castle businesses will be spared.

And of course, have fun. :B )

rhymebell.livejournal.com

[Residents of Paradisa, you will wake up eventually. And when you do, graffiti will be all over the place. Maybe there's even some in your room, who knows? On every single piece, there is this marking. Haven't you seen that somewhere before? No?

It all explodes in the lobby, where it seems like every possible surface is filled with the stuff, the exception being the ceiling. Someone was having way too much fun, and the culprit of all this is sleeping like a baby on the couch with a wicked grin on her face. By her side there is spray paint, and her shirt has the exact same design as the rest of the graffiti does. It doesn't seem like she has any weapons on her--feel like approching?]

((OOC: Rhyme's on the Kids Gone Bad loss, so she'll be much more rude and not caring. Feel free to assume she graffiti'd your room. She wouldn't have qualms against it, anyways.))

ofmywill.livejournal.com

[ Today is a very special day- moreso than his arrival at Iwatodai, moreso then Graduation Day, even moreso than Letting Ryoji Live.

That's right. Today is the day that Minato entirely stops giving a fuck. The world...what's it ever done to him? Nothing but pain, strife, and personal sacrifice. To hell with it all, he thinks. To hell with every damn thing but himself.

So today, there'll be a nice little display of him walking down the halls in his school uniform: fairly normal, but for the nailbat hefted over his shoulder. It takes until he gets down into the lobby before he does something with it, glancing around.

...shitty castle. What the hell does it all matter? ]

Tch.

[ A heft, and a swing, and the crash of breaking pottery heralds the end of a heroically sacrificed flower vase. Minato stares, passionless, at the shards on the floor. Then it's a glance at the journal, clearing his throat. ]

Everyone. Lobby.

Get it together.

( ooc: Loss starts here! Tag yourself into the post here, and I'll ~~set up some spare sections too~~ DONE AND DONE GO GO GO. Everyone threadjack and go crazy with the deliquent lobby hanging! )

loveablecoward.livejournal.com

[Who: (1) Host, (4) Judges, (8) Chefs.

When: August 20, 2011

Where: The kitchen

What: EXTREME Iron Chef Cook-off!

Why: EXTREEEEEEEEEEME]

((ooc | Sections {Subsections} [linked to as they go up]:

Insert EXTREME opening theme here

Find your station and your partner!

Message from your Famboyant Host

Cook-off!

90:00

60:00

Tag yourselves in! And THREADHOP EVERYWHERE. Even if you're just watching and/or trying to steal food! Cheer, boo, shout suggestions, tell everybody to shut up to your heart's content. Let's make this EXTREME.))

siebter.livejournal.com

[ Today, as you leave your room, there is a little box outside your door. Closer inspection will reveal that it has flowers drawn on it, some of them looking like they were drawn by someone lacking any artistic skill.

Inside are a bunch of cookies. They are tasty.

There is also a note indicating that these cookies are from "Major and Minor." And if you manage to look at the right moment, there are two people disappearing around the corner. ]

{ ooc; both emil and rhyme will be replying to comments, whether or not you feel like finding them. c: }

rhymebell.livejournal.com

[Paradisa, there's a little girl named Rhyme speaking quietly through the journals, as if to not wake anyone from their sleep. She doesn't bother filtering, and there's a quiet sigh before she starts to talk.]

Um, hi, everyone. [A pause.]

I really should have thought a bit more about what I was going to say...

I know people are really worried about this situation, but it will turn out fine. [Another pause, as if she is adding, 'I hope.']

And I can't fight, and I'm not much of a thinker or healer, either.... I can't do much, but if there's any way I can help, please let me know... I don't like it when everyone is so stressed....

rhymebell.livejournal.com

[The library is nice and quiet. No random explosions, or people throwing dishwashers out the window, or friend fic. Well, maybe not the last one, but Rhyme isn't going to be looking for those. Today, she is going to enjoy looking for a few books on baking as well as sheet music for her next lesson with Jono. By her journal, which is open, are a few books she's picked up already, and if your journal is open, you can hear a girl walking around with a clunk as her oversized shoes hit the ground, and a few considering noises.]

Hm...... no, I think I've already played that......

I can read this book later today...'Starcrossed Lovers'? It sounds girly, but I guess I'm just broadening my horizons.....

A book on animals! Cool!

[Then she stops, a confused look on her face.]

What's a bottle doing here?

[She walks over to her journal. Her voice should be louder now.]

Did anyone lose a bottle? It looks a bit odd......

[[OOC: Open action or over the journal! This is for Phoebe's genie loss, too!]]

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 )

rhymebell.livejournal.com

( Library )

( Music Room )

( Lobby )

[[OOC: Open! Just say where they run into Rhyme. Freak out, pet her, shoo her, whatever!]]

rhymebell.livejournal.com

[Rhyme's enjoying her day so far. Despite the horrid wreckage, she's just walkin' along, doing everything she can to avoid being down. Hey, just gotta look on the bright side, right? So she's not going to worry about it. Not just yet, anyways.....]

{{OOC: Loss Start! ~~Please wait for Neku to trigger said loss,~~ tag and threadjack all you want!]]

rhymebell.livejournal.com

What's a thong?

rhymebell.livejournal.com

[Rhyme's a bit.... upset at the moment, to put it lightly. Hinata was taken, Neku was taken, and a bunch of other people she knew. And she can't do anything to help them. This is quite upsetting in many manners, and so Rhyme for most of the day has been ignoring the kitchen in favor of laying in the rather uncomfortable hammock she owns. She leafs through her journal, and reads a bit.... no good news. Now, her voice a bit weak from the bit of crying that she did, and how rarely she's used it since the Navy took captives, she dictates.]

If anyone needs me, I'll be in the kitchen.

[And the hammock roughly swings as she gets out, proof that she'd doing exactly that.]

[[OOC: Depressed Rhyme is depressed. Feel free to bother her over the journal or in person. She isn't quite cheerful, so don't expect a bunch of smiles.]]

rhymebell.livejournal.com

[For all of those people wondering where Rhyme might be on the Jolly Rodger, she's in the kitchen. She seems to be enjoying herself for the most part, even though the kitchen is only dimly lit. She's looking through the food they have-salted pork, oatmeal, bread, a bit of fruit-- and studying it like no tomorrow. So what can she make for everyone? She's good with a kitchen, but with such limited options, she wants to make sure everyone--including vegitarians or otherwise-- can have what they need without wasting too much. They were going to be in the desert next, right? Sighing and leaning against a wall, she finally voiced something to her open journal.]

I'm planning on making a meal for everyone tonight, since no one can really get off the boat, so if anyone on the Jolly Rodger wants to help me, you can come down to the kitchen.

So, on the other boats, how is everything? Is everyone alright?

[[OOC: Rhyme's alone in the kitchen, she wants help, blah, blah blah. Open over the journal or action, just let me know which!]]

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Entries tagged with raimu "rhyme" bito

30th rhyme without reason

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26th rhyme without reason // action

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26th rhyme without reason // action

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EXTREME IRON CHEF

sixteenth.

25th rhyme without reason [voice]

24th rhyme without reason

23 rhymes without reason//back to normal

22 rhyme without reason// squirrel-bat thing.

21st rhyme without reason//action//Forward dated to July 1st

20th rhyme without reason// dictated

Boat Log Three // you don't know what you have until it's gone

Boat Log Two: kitchen duty//dictated/action

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