[identity profile] nishimono.livejournal.com
[the hostages have all been saved and Riful's disappeared! It wasn't exactly a *win* per se, but at least things have started to calm down...

But that still leaves everyone at her manor! Hostages need to be fed and given water, they probably need baths, fighters will need medical attention...the works! Heck, those worried at home might even want to put out dictated messages down here! They should probably tell people back at the castle things are over too, if they don't know it themselves.

How about getting some supplies sent in? New clothes? Things aren't going to be over lickity split you know! How's everyone going to get home, should the house be looked into, and some people really were hurt...How will the next few days play out? It's a 3.5 day walk home after all, and you can't lock onto the manor's location...]



[[OOC: Plot finale! This is where you post all the reactions and such to the end of the plot; here you guys will make your own sections and the like. Find a creative way to get things done that doesn't follow our usual "thanks to Character A and Character B everything's fine in half a day!" :D Also, the manor's layout again:

Attic (spinning wheel here)
Main Floor 2
Main Floor 1
Cellar

There's no furniture in the house aside for the spinning wheel :) If you need more info, ask Jenn @: a great fanfare (since she created Riful's crib :>)

Backtagging and thread hopping here, as well as in Part One and Part Two is heavily encouraged!
If you're still lost, here's a time line detailing the whole event. The plot chat will continue on as well, until you guys think we don't need it!
gonnabeanhero

LOOKING FOR FOOD? IS YOUR CHARACTER HUNGRY? LOOK NO FURTHER!]]
[identity profile] nishimono.livejournal.com
[This is it, folks! The showdown you've all been waiting for! After Allen and Dick's disastrous attempt to help the hostages they too have found themselves imprisoned below...

As for Riful? The clamor of everyone gathering around her manor has pulled her from the depths within and she's standing outside in human form, wearing naught but a simple white dress. A serene and gentle smile curves her lips as she surveys everyone who's arrived, arms clasped behind her back.

Some of you may be eager to start the battle right away, but that may not being in your best interests... Especially since she's going to address them all first.]


Wow, a lot of people showed up. Many more than I expected.

Please, allow me to welcome you to my dwelling--I've been awaiting your arrival quite eagerly!



[[ooc: This be the battle post! ALMOST IMPORTANT. If you're not in the plot chat, GET IN THERE NOW : gonnabeanhero

BACKTAGGING/THREADHOPPING IS HEAVILY ENCOURAGED HERE. IT'S VITAL 8) So check out the IC Gathering Post and Time line too!

IMPORTANT POSTING RULES GO HERE )

Sections:

Hostages (LOCKED; Pre-rescue)
Riful Apears
Riful Shows her Awakened Form + Attacks
Short-Ranged Fighters
      Short-Ranged Fighters: Attack
      Short-Ranged Fighters: Support
   Long-Ranged Fighters
      Long-Ranged Fighters: Attack
      Long-Ranged Fighters: Support

   Rescue Attempt
      Rescue Attempt: Outside Cellar
      Rescue Attempt: Inside Cellar
         Teresa
         Crowley
         Deadpool
         Morris
         Julian
         Elektra
         Allen
         Dick
Observers & Neutrals
Something BIG is happening below... (for people who can sense energy)
Suddenly, Riful stops! What on earth...?
Your final attack goes here!! She's open!
After the final attack...

As well, I will be organizing some secondary chat rooms for certain groups so please try to be on AIM as much as possible!]]
[identity profile] nishimono.livejournal.com
[You've all searched long and hard to get here--a strange manor surrounded by thick forests and right near the mountains that encompass Paradisa's castle. It's old-looking and you can't quite place the architecture...and it has an oddly empty feel to it. It certainly doesn't look like the place where a guts-eating monster would be dwelling, nor where she'd kidnap and torture people. But appearances can certainly be deceiving...

Now that everyone involved knows where she is, it's time to converge and figure out a battle plan.]



[[ooc; First off: PLOT TIME LINE
Second: OOC POST ABOUT TODAY
Third: BATTLE SIGN-UPS

These are all super-important!! Make sure you read these and join the plot chat: gonnabeanhero

Alright guys, go at it!

Hostages
Faildown (Allen & Dick exclusive)
Search parties
   Team 1 on route (groups can threadhop between themselves if you want them to run into each other. LITERALLY TAG ANYWHERE DIS JUST BE A GUIDELINE)
   Team 2 on route
   Team 3 on route
   Team 4 on route
   Air Support on route
   Misc. People involved who have no be officially placed in a team on route (Those in search parties are free to tag here & run into/pick these people up)
   Help via Castle
Everyone converges (you can comment here at any time!)
   Tim arrives with an important message!
   A rendezvous has been set!

Start commenting at your leisure! The battle post will not go up until later today. BACKTAGGING HERE WILL BE IMPORTANT]]
[identity profile] the-law-won.livejournal.com
.......Who left the jar of jam on the floor in the lobby?

I just stepped in it. There is raspberry jam all over my boots and pant legs.

I'll never understand people around here.
[identity profile] the-law-won.livejournal.com
[Deathmatch employees;]

I think I'm going to take today off. Something more interesting came up.



[attention anybody entering the lobby:

the first thing you'll likely notice is that about twenty parrot heads- and just the heads- are scattered around... some are on the floor, some on the armrests of a couch, some on tables, wherever

now this isn't the oddest thing about the heads- that would be that the heads are squawking and turning in an almost panic: they're still alive!

this is made more obvious by the fact their headless bodies are also flying around, flying into the ceiling, walls, or even people since they have no heads to see where they're going, falling to the floor until they can figure out how to get back up and fly off again

and watching this all is Trafalgar Law, a pirate who looks more like a stoner, on a couch with a parrot head just over his shoulder on the back of the couch

feel free to walk in and freak out, or get hit by a headless parrot, etc.]



[mod approved]
[identity profile] the-law-won.livejournal.com
Getting stuck here, I  can't help but wonder what's going on back where I'm from. The world's about to get shaken, and it's forever on hold for me until this castle lets me go.

Ah well. It's not like I won't get back eventually. Hopefully my skills won't be rusty by then. This place can certainly be dangerous if it wants to be, but it's a tame sea when compared to the Grand Line.
[identity profile] the-law-won.livejournal.com
[at the DeathMatch, a certain pirate is lounging around, watching the patrons and secretly hoping one of them starts something

he's got his journal on him, and after a few moments of thought, dictates into it]


A quick survey for all you ladies and gents.

I've heard about those murders in town, so it got me curious. How many people have you killed since you got here? Townies or fellow castle residents, it doesn't matter. Jotting down a number is fine, unless you really feel like sharing your special stories. And this is all anonymous, of course, unless you're into being a braggart.
[identity profile] the-law-won.livejournal.com
[Justice]
I heard you got KOed. Let me know when you wake up. [so he can laugh at you]

I took a look at you, though, and you should be fine. But you're sure trying to sleep it off anyway.
[identity profile] the-law-won.livejournal.com
[there's the sound of a door opening dictated onto Law's journal- he left it home, and naturally decided to open as Law arrives back at his apartment]

Hey, I'm back!

[in the background, there's the sound of canned applause]

[after a moment of not getting a response, Law glances over at Apollo, who's relaxing on the couch and raises an eyebrow- time to see if he can get him to react]

I killed a man outside. I threw his body in our trash, I figured you wouldn't mind.


[and then there's canned laughter

Apollo glances up, as if just noticing Law]

You wh-? Hold on. [and he turns off the television] Sorry. Now what were you saying?
[identity profile] the-law-won.livejournal.com
[dictated... so pissed off]

Gone!? What!?

I'll erase that guy.
[identity profile] the-law-won.livejournal.com
[Law's just sitting back on a bench along Main Street, watching the people mill about, the journal open next to him]

And the new people keep on coming, and not one pirate among the lot.

Of course, no Marines either, so at least there's that.

Still, either one would keep my interest. Come on Paradisa, at least try to amuse me.


[he's actually spent the whole day distributing his own wanted poster- with his name, face, and a bounty of 200,000,000 - around the city

he's that bored

open, in person or in journals]
[identity profile] the-law-won.livejournal.com
[have a very messy image of Law's pirate symbol drawn on the page

the entire page

take that journal!]
[identity profile] the-law-won.livejournal.com
All right, I get that the last few weeks have been interesting for us all...

But at what point did somebody come aboard my ship and leave a retarded fish on the deck?


[guess who just found Almaz's retarded Magikarp?]
[identity profile] the-law-won.livejournal.com
[dictated; he's actually kind of excited, but it doesn't really show through his voice unless you know him well enough]

Well well. I was wondering why the castle would give me a map leading to the duck pond as a present.

I suppose I should claim this pond in the name of the Heart Pirates, then? Or perhaps the Death Match?

Either way, it's not as if there's another ship to claim it.
[identity profile] the-law-won.livejournal.com
[and then in the lobby, there was Law, who's simply leaning back and relaxing in one of the chairs-

the lobby seems blissfully absent of bells today, but don't be fooled: Law hid them all within the wreaths and mistletoe scattered around, all of which are a safe distance away from him, so that he can laugh at others' misfortune]

[the following is dictated into the journal]

Don't see what all the fuss is about. Practically tame compared to Halloween.



[open post... Law's not quite far enough away from those bells to be unaffected, despite what he thinks, so feel free to claim kisses, planned or unplanned :|b

look at that hat, that hat is sexy, you know you want to]
[identity profile] the-law-won.livejournal.com
[to the castle;]

You do keep things interesting. But it still isn't any Grand Line. It's kind of irritating to know I'll never get to see the New World as long as I'm here.

Throw me a bone, give me my first mate or something.
[identity profile] the-law-won.livejournal.com
Travis:

You're making a lot of people angry. Try not to die, all right?
[identity profile] the-law-won.livejournal.com
I have to admit, the castle's not half-bad at decorating now. It actually looks kind of creepy. I guess it just needed a learning curve, huh?

Still, it could use a little... something. To make it more genuine.

I wonder what that could be, though?

[this is where, if you're out and about by the maze, you may or may not be enveloped by a cyan energy field- don't worry, it won't do anything, but... um... some of the walls are being rearranged; have fun with that, mapmakers!] 

[identity profile] the-law-won.livejournal.com
[Death Match crew]

[shortly after reading Lorne's invitation...]


Hey, weren't we going to do a Halloween party or something?

[yeah, he really couldn't have cared less earlier, but now that the OTHER bar wants to do it, he's feeling kind of competitive]

[identity profile] the-law-won.livejournal.com
A talent show? Now what am I supposed to do about this one?

Hey, mister roommate. Mind if I take off your head? That would be pretty interesting, wouldn't it?

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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