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[ lolwhoops timing. THE NIGHT BEFORE THE FESTIVAL: ]

Friends of Kallen//Filtered Away From Kallen )

Riku )

[ And for the rest, she's in the lobby, taking her break from work today to just sit and get things like that done. The journal lays open on her lap, transcribing away for a hundred other conversations, the girl cupping a mug of hot chocolate between both hands and taking a good, long sip. ]

Mmm. You know, things like this make me wonder...I know we all have our memories wiped once we go back home, but if we didn't, could we ever really go back to the way things were? Imagine, living hundreds of years ago, or on a different planet, then spending a year or two in this place...

You'd get suddenly dumped back into your own world, bereft of all the technology and people you'd come to know. I guess it's not so bad for me since this is generally the level of technology I'm used to - apart from castles - but the culture shock alone would be something else.

Not to mention no-one at home believing you.

(ooc: If you think you're on the filter, you're on there! Open and journal otherwise. 8B )
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Abel/room filter )

[ And the rest of it takes place today! Those who know her might have known she's been putting on a brave face for awhile re: her life crumbling around her ears, but now...now, she definitely looks very happy. The salon is running itself now with all her employees on a good roster, it's probably going to stop being ass-butt cold soon, and- AND.

Well, that one's a surprise. But she's in the library today, browsing the shelves and humming quietly to herself, unable to wipe the smile off of her face. Obviously, bothering should commence. ]
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[Filtered; Yukiko] )

[Riku has been standing in the lobby for half an hour, now, a bouquet of flowers in his hand. After waiting for so long, he's started to mess with things in the lobby. Eventually, he caves in his curiosity and finds some of that candy that's been All Over the castle, and as he's reading one of the messages, his mind seems to start wandering.]



((OOC: CAUTION: Vanitas' mask is coming off in this post. Avoid reading if you're trying not to be spoiled!))
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[ Sob, okay. This week has been incredibly shitty! Abel gave her the verbal smackdown, Chie left, Yosuke is...PMSing, who knows. All in all, she's not feeling too great.

But life must go on, as much as you want it to stop sometimes. All the journal will pick up is the scritching of a pen from within her room, and a few light barks; she definitely doesn't feel up to speaking right this second. ]


Jr )

Kallen )

Inaba )

[ Then, she finally looks backwards and sees...Riku's coat, hanging on her chair. The one she'd forgotten to give back. ]

Oh...I'd nearly forgotten about that.

Riku )

(ooc: /ROLLS OFF TO WORK, bbl guys!)

sixty-two.

Jan. 14th, 2011 06:41 am
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[ Alright! With a giant robot currently demolished on the lawn, Yukiko is thinking that maybe - just maybe - it is time to polish up those fighting skills after about a year of neglect. So, she's out at the side of the castle, a few training dummies wished up, rugged up for the weather - wearing a lot of the clothesy presents she got, too! - with her fan snapped open, shifting into a battle stance.

Next time the castle strips her powers away and dumps them in danger, she'll be ready. Yukiko darts forward, delivering the dummy a sharp smack under the chin, twisting out of the way of an imaginary blow to slice along the side. Stuffing falls out, and Yukiko makes a noise of exertion as she brings the fan back, snapping it closed on the return, to deliver a hard smack to the side of the dummy's head. The thing bobbles backwards on its stand, Yukiko darting back out of striking distance, letting out a slow breath.

She'll be at this for a few hours, if anyone should want to happen by, with her journal set to the side to occasionally catch the grunts and gasps of exertion. Determination is pretty cool like that. ]

(ooc: COMPLETELY OPENNNN. Riku and/or Jr. can get in on this one for those things we had planned too! I might be tagging a little slower because work/my city is now Atlantis, but I shall be here.)

sixty.

Dec. 25th, 2010 07:04 am
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[ This particular dream takes place in yet another room of the Amagi Inn. Yukiko is in her usual pink kimono for the job, bustling about the room to get things ready for their next customer. An older Japanese woman, her hair tied in an elegant bun, is also there: the two seem to be talking back and forth to one another, absorbed in conversation. ]

I think that's everything...hopefully Toriyama-san will be staying for a bit longer than intended. Father said we could use the money.

Ah, now, don't you worry about that, Yukiko-chan...we'll still have enough to get by and save for your education.

Mm. I'm a little worried, to be honest. The entrance exams for the universities we've been looking at are pretty strict...

[ The older woman pauses, the folds of her deep blue kimono rustling as she crosses the room to lay a hand on Yukiko's shoulder. The girl looks up, giving a little smile. ]

I know. I shouldn't worry. As long as I keep studying, and come back to inherit the inn...

That's right- you shouldn't worry about that at all. We know you'll do wonderfully, no matter what. We're already so proud of you.

Mother...th-thank you. That means a lot.

[ Hard to believe it's been nearly one and a half years since she's seen her. An impulse grips her, separate from the dream, and Yukiko moves forward to give her mother a tight hug. ]

Yukiko...what's wrong, dear? Is it that Hanamura boy again? If he's done something...

N-no, it's nothing like that. I just...really wanted to do that.

[ Her mother chuckles, and brings her arm around her daughter as the girl burrows further into her mother's embrace. ]

You're a fine woman, Yukiko, and your father and I are very proud of you. Never forget that.

Thank you, mother. Just... [ squeezu, asdnlf, trying not to cry. THIS IS HOME. ] Thank you.

( ooc: Heading off for Christmas now, since AUSTRALIA YEAHH, but this is open! Red is Yukiko, and blue is her mother. :> )
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[ BAM. it's a food court in some rural town. there's two teens walking up to a group of bros and a dude in a bear suit.... snacks and bro-ing all around. like they are one big happy famiry.... mmyais ]

Wow, Yosuke. I never new the meat lover's combo would stick around this long!

It's the most popular thing on the menu! We sell twice as much of it as everything else combined, probably thanks to you.

Yeah, well.. I'm not complaining! [ laughing as she takes a bite out of her many steak skewerssss ] Oh, wait! Did we get enough drinks for everyone? One look at the menu and I totally forgot what we were supposed to buy in the first place..!

[ ooc: dream hijacking is coo' and puh-for dudes! GO TAG YOURSELVES INNNNN ]
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Private/Room 416 filter )

[ She pushes off the bed and plops down on the floor, propped up against the side of the bed so her dog can come up and truly get cuddles. ] Mm. Good idea, Koto. You're so smart.

[ Door's still open, too, so anyone walking by the fourth floor - or the window, really - will see her on the floor playing with the dog, looking more content than she has in quite some time. This time? Things really could begin to get better. ]
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[ backdated to the eighth hurp durp ]

[ Birthdays are funny things in Paradisa. After her discussion with Asuka a few days ago, the issue came to light, and it began turning over in her head as her own drew closer. Now, on the fated day, she finds herself in the lobby, journal in her lap. Not even any plans...how sad. Oh well, that's the good thing about this place: things tend to just happen. ]


I guess I'm eighteen now...as much as one can calculate birthdays when you're not actually aging.

It's funny, how these things seem to polarize people in this place. On the one hand, there's those who think that since we don't age, birthdays lose their meaning and shouldn't even be celebrated - since what would be the point? - but on the other...well, a celebration of another year passed can just be an excuse to go out and enjoy yourself in whatever manner you see fit. There are holidays based on less valid things, after all.

[ She hmm's for a moment, glancing up. The lobby's busy as always, with a few of those dang birds fluttering around. ] Oh well. Nobody's really wrong on this point. It all depends on how you look at it.

Now I just have to work out how to spend the day.

(ooc: Get your kissing on here! And watch me completely forget Yukiko's birthday until 2 days afterwards dgdsfgdgh )
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[ Did you guys know there was a greenhouse near the castle? Apparently, there is a greenhouse near the castle!

A greenhouse which Yukiko is currently in, poking about. Maybe attempting to grow some plants would be a nice thing to do...it certainly couldn't hurt. A 'hmm' comes across her journal, set open on a big wooden table, fingers lightly running across the surface of the wood.

Then, they stop. ]


Um...does anyone know why this message is scratched into a table in the greenhouse? It says... [ Squintu. She mumbles it under her breath before repeating it. ] 'The goddamn Ofatar was here'.

...what a weird message.
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[ So winter is right around the corner. Who cares! That doesn't mean there can't be fun in the sun, right? That's exactly what this is. The beach is pristine, water glistening under the clear blue sky and beaming sun. The temperature is absolutely perfect no matter how you look at it, so you better have put on a swimsuit!

There's a couple picnic tables packed to the brim with various lunch and snack foods that people brought with them, and various lawn chairs, towels, and beach umbrellas set up nearby for people to relax and sunbathe.

There's also some tropical-style music playing from somewhere, but good luck trying to figure out where! Have a ball, guys! ]




[ ooc; If you're looking at this like 'WTF IS GOING ON', then check here or here. Anyone who's anyone is welcome to join this party. And remember, the majority of it happens before sundown, so characters can still hit this up and then go have a traditional Thanksgiving elsewhere. It just means they might miss out on s'mores. ;D

SECTIONS ARE UP. Remember, this is set up to take place on Thursday, so this is obviously backtag friendly! Don't worry about being late, and just add in your character's tag if you want them to join in! ]
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Private )

Kallen )

I wonder...even with such a big castle, and about three hundred people here, how much of this place still goes unused. I know there's places like the dining hall, and the ballroom, which only seem to get used when there's some big event on...but I've had Okami in the base of Ira Tower for some time now and I don't think I've ever seen anyone even climb the stairs.

Surely some of this place could get repurposed...?

[ written in later: ]

Bakery - Stephanie Brown
Kid's Lounge - Sora
Luxury Spa Retreat Rooms - Yosuke Hanamura
Casino - Jr.
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Damian's Birthday Party

[ Because someone has to do it, and it helps if that someone doesn't want to rip the little brat's head off.

Anyone even passing by the lobby today will notice that the dining hall - you know, that thing none of us ever use? - has been thoroughly re-purposed: it took a lot of work on a day's notice, but she managed it, even if it meant driving the ghosts to exhaustion. It's not a great gala thing - she doubts he'd like that sort of thing, being a boy his age - but there's space for all, and plenty of stuff to (hopefully!) make it one of the more excellent birthday parties Damian has ever had.

Or, you know, the only one. But still!

And don't worry, adults. There is an open bar over yonder.

Happy birthday, Damian! ]



(ooc: lmfao PULLING THINGS TOGETHER AT THE LAST SECOND YEAH. This post is open to everyone back at the castle and over journals - and everyone would have gotten a short invitation ghost-delivered to their rooms after this thread - for Damian's birthday!

It's his birthday, you know. He might have mentioned it. SECTIONS IN ONE MOMENT. OKAY THERE, GO GO GO. Everyone tag everyone else! It is a free-for-all, much as a kid's party should be.

AND FOR HILARITY'S SAKE: the party will start about an hour before everyone gets dumped in the duck pond from the trip. Feel free to poke your head in and think OH GREAT THEY THROW PARTIES WHILE WE'RE GONE. THANKS, GUYS. god this ooc note is getting long )

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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