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Oct. 18th, 2011 09:47 pm
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[Draco requires a lot of exercise and she hates being near the castle for very long so taking her mongoose dragon out for his walks is a win/win situation for both. Today she reins him in when she senses another person coming closer. They're far enough from the castle for such encounters to be rare so she's curious as to who it is.]
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Oct. 8th, 2011 10:44 am
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Sep. 27th, 2011 08:25 am
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[ Felix Harrowgate ]
How goes your investigation into lyrium?
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leave your armor behind

Sep. 11th, 2011 03:11 pm
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Who: [info]Aziraphale and [info]Tia Dalma
What: So an angel and a former goddess go on vacation...
When: Before Headspace plot. Backtagging FTMW!
Where: Somewhere near the lake
Rating: It's Aziraphale. This isn't getting any higher than PG at the most even if Tia strips naked and dances. Not that she'd do that.


( free your vulnerable mind )
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Aug. 18th, 2011 12:46 pm
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[She's just finished packing the very little she's taking with her. Most of it is food for Draco, enough to last until they reach their destination. She's going back to the lake. She needs both time and space for herself and the castle isn't exactly the best place for it.]

((ooc: she'll be roaming about outside so feel free to run into her just about anywhere))
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37. That's what she said

Aug. 16th, 2011 05:18 pm
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[The journals suddenly start recording rather odd noises; it starts with the catchy country-style LP of 'Jesus is the Telephone Repairman on the switchboard of my life'1, and is joined rather soon afterwards by a surprised sounding English voice.]

Well... I say, Miss Dalma!

[A woman's voice follows shortly after, her tone a mix of fascination and wonder.]

It goes up! How did you do it?

I wasn't expecting it to go up, my dear.

[There's a note of rather bemused curiousity.]

I think you must have touched it in just the right way, it's certainly never done that before.

Lke dis? Maybe grabbing it… Oh! [She laughs in surprised pleasure.]

[There's the sound of liquid spattering over the journal pages.]

...Oh dear, now I'll need some new trousers.

1. An unfortunately catchy track from the music album: 'Jesus is my Buddy'. Aziraphale detested it, and still wasn't quite sure how it ended up in his collection.

[ooc: Open! Both Tia and Aziraphale will answer <3 Red is Tia and black is Aziraphale.]
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Jul. 22nd, 2011 02:00 pm
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[Backdated to Thursday

Tia Dalma's pushing the door open to the Fairyland Animal Center of all things. She's interested in one of the animals and ownership is apparently sought here. As she walks in, she raises an eyebrow at the amount of things available in all sorts of colors for the animals.

She picks a toy up at random and squeezes it. She nearly drops it when it squeaks.]
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Jul. 9th, 2011 02:03 pm
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( Yamanaka Ino )


((ooc: the writing is cuneiform and the language is babylonian, but only someone alive then or a major history buff is likely to know that. Pretend the tan backgrounds are actually the color of the journal pages and if there are mistakes let me know ♥))
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I caught a glimpse of the future

Jun. 27th, 2011 01:27 am
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Who: Tia Dalma
What: Her seemingly random thoughts this night
When: Now
Where: Deck of The Typhoon
Rating: G for Goddess

( I thought a hint like doom )
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Jun. 21st, 2011 10:14 pm
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Lente's Point Expedition - Departure

Jun. 14th, 2011 03:46 am
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Filtered to everyone who has expressed interest in the expedition and away from the First Gen's

[It's early morning, and all is relatively quiet until something unexpected breaks the calm over the journals. The merry ringing of a metal bell. A bright, chipper, probably unbearably loud noise to anyone who wished to sleep in. Didn't know you ordered a wake up call, huh? Felix made sure to ask the ghosts to open everyone's journal just for this. Aren't you glad.]

Good morning, everyone. I do hope you're all packed, because the expedition is set to begin shortly!

Please bring any personal supplies and meet down in the lobby. The sooner we leave the better.

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[Felix will be waiting for the volunteers as they arrive. He's dressed pretty much how he always does, his only concessions to practicality being the tight navy blue riding pants (which match his jacket, of course) and the light cotton shirt he wears until his bright green vest, which is free of his cravat and any extraneous ruffles. For him, it's practically plain.

This man is your leader. Be afraid.]

((ooc: Wait for sections to go up before tagging, please. Let's do this! This post is for the departure ONLY. All posts from the arrival at the Dead Zone border onward will be in [livejournal.com profile] paradisabeyond , which will go up as soon as I've had a few hours sleep. Orz. If I forgot to tag you in, or tagged you in by accident, please feel free to message me. [People meeting at the border will be tagged in then]

Lobby
An Announcement
Departure

The Plot Schedule Post is here))
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May. 30th, 2011 08:06 pm
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[Just as Dream had said, a coach had picked her up. The journey proved long and she knew she had done right by waiting. Especially with the warning that were others in this world that targeted the misplaced like her.

The closer she drew to the castle, the quieter the call within her became until it silenced almost completely. The closer she drew the stronger her abilities became until she felt almost normal—if normal describes this limited form.

So close. She had been so very close.

When they finally arrived, she descended from the coach and thanked the coachman. She walked the rest of the way. She tried to sense something from the imposing building that grew larger with every step, but she met with nothing. The planks of the ships she'd traveled on spoke more than this edifice did.

She didn't step inside. She opted instead to navigate the grounds.]



[OOC: Action! Completely backtag friendly. I should have a permissions post for her up soon so keep an eye out for that. ^^]
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May. 23rd, 2011 11:07 pm
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( private )

What is dis castle you mention so?
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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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