paradisalost | May. 28th, 2010

May. 28th, 2010

fiveby-five.livejournal.com

[Tavern filter]

[somewhere in the town in a crappy little tavern are Reno and Faith

she slams an empty shot glass on the table]

Alright, one time, I was in Boston. Like, newbie slayer, and this guy runs up to me after I dust this vamp, totally high on crazy, and he's like pissed 'cause I offed the vamp, right? And I start laughing 'cause dude seriously thinks I dusted his Morticia.

Next thing I know, we're halfway to a good time 'til he starts asking where I want his "dark prince."

Told him he'd have to bury that coffin with his owns hands. Seriously, ran with some freaks in my time, this guy was too corny even drunk.

[pours him a shot, and holds it up]

No way are you even getting this without spilling. Worst story pays up, Red.

overly.livejournal.com

( Members of the Baking Club (it had to happen eventually) )

( Friends of Okuzaki Akira )

[ good morning, Paradisa! should anyone venture into the kitchen in the early morning hours they will find Takumi hard at work on a small but very elaborate cake. he's already put a layer of icing on it and is now taking the time to write something on the top of it.

it reads; HAPPY BIRTHDAY, AKIRA ]

fanassaults.livejournal.com

( Chie, Yosuke, Nanako )

[Something is definitely rotten in Denmark, though. Before she goes down to Okami for the day, Yukiko takes the time to get a ghost to deliver a note under Souji's door, saying she's around if he needs any help. This seems...too personal to use the journals.

But after that, she's in the beauty salon, tapping away on the computer at the front desk as clients do their thing! Her journal is laying flat and open beside her on the desk, Yukiko occasionally scribbling things under a private filter to herself.]

Hm...for some reason, I just got a sudden craving for blueberry jam.

(ooc: Open and journal post for the Okami beauty salon!)

kickthecanplz.livejournal.com

[fumbling with the journal, really more like tossing it up and down. He's speaking out loud,not realizing the journal itself can record him, just yelling out, as best he can... then]

Can anyone hear me out there? I don't know what's going on, but whoever thought kidnapping the fourth head of the Kasanoda syndicate is in for a world of trouble! You're not getting a single yen if you're writing a random note! Maybe if you beg for mercy, I'll consider it, but right now, YOU'RE DEAD...

[...voice cuts out. More fumbling.]

I said YOU'RE DEAD...

[voice cuts out again. If anyone were to see him, his lips would be moving frantically, but nothing comes out for a bit.]

... What the hell...

bobbyknowsbest.livejournal.com

[has been reading the journal and seen a few mentions about vampires in the castle]

[Sam, Jo and Dean]

What's all this I'm readin' 'bout vampires in this place?

[/filter]

heliotroping.livejournal.com

[Django's down in the kitchen with a facemask over his mouth, and a steaming mug of honey tea in his hands]

How do you catch a cold in this weather...

[it's still hot for him to drink, so he'll be sitting at a table, waiting for his soup in the microwave to finish heating]

alexanderofny.livejournal.com

[Yes, he totally has that expression as he writes in the journal. No blood anymore, at least.]

I can't speak for everyone here, but I am growing tired of the parrots. Do you suppose if we all concentrated on asking the castle it might provide an aviary to house them?

squirrelpatrol.livejournal.com

All these birds! Oh, there are so many birds. I LIKE birds.

[and thus, Dug is outside, running around like a kid in a candy shop, trying to keep at least ONE of them from flying away from him]

Oh, PLEASE stay and play with me, birds! Please please please!

I wonder if Kevin is here. KEVIN? HELLO? WHERE ARE YOU, KEVIN?

cooksforladies.livejournal.com

[you know what's not fun?

waking up a giant, humanoid FLY.... complete with optional skull accessories

also, waking up as a giant, humanoid fly complete with skull accessories.... by the fountain in the town square

yeah, that's definitely not fun

hopefully he could make it back to his room before anybody saw him...?]

Kkkk.... This....!!

[feel free to run into him anywhere in town, or in the lobby or stairwell on his way back to his room- or over the journal, which is conveniently on his person... somewhere]

waterproofed.livejournal.com

( Hero types )

mouthiness.livejournal.com

[Dictated as he walks quickly through the town]

Fräulein! I'm running just a touch late... Had to wash my hair, shave, stuff like that. [Lie] I'm on my way now so don't worry. I'll be there before you-

[He cuts himself off with a surprised, pained grunt that's followed by a girl's giggle, some metallic screeching noises, and then a rush of air]

((Slightly forward dated to about 5/5:30pm. Deadpool's been kidnapped by Riful!! SEE HERE for details. His journal is just sitting on the ground where he got snatched in town. Anyone can find it! Also if you wanted to see this happening, there was a bunch of dark vine-like tendrils more or less swallowing him up whole and disappearing into the sky 8D))

luckyvalentine.livejournal.com

[after her little week-long vacation in town, Faye's first stop was the shooting range...which is where she is now, blasting some unlucky targets to holy hell with several different weapons.]

[pause in gunfire, while she reloads and changes out targets] ...Goddamnit... so sick of this shit.

[then, another minute or so of gunshots before a hanging pause]

...What the hell is wrong with me?

[looks around for the journal--annoyed sigh when she finds that it's already open--and grabs it]

( Joshua Christopher )

((ooc: also open for hanging out at the firing range, but beware...Faye's in fullblown bitch-mode))

madetobe.livejournal.com

( filtered to whoever or whatever the hell runs this place )

( Black Order, excluding Alma )

( Marie )

( Cassandra )

( Alma )

everborrowing.livejournal.com

Oh! Where did this come from?

[a bit of shuffling as Tas shimmies out of one of the tunnels at the main entrance to the Insolitus and picks up the journal from the floor] I could have sworn you were in my pack a minute ago. Or however long ago it was when I looked. Time really does such strange things in here... I mean, it's beautiful with all the stars and the tunnels and the climbing, but without the sun it's really hard to gauge how much time has passed... not that I suppose it matters, since you can't starve to death here. Which is pretty handy, actually.

Being able to travel freely would be nice. No matter how fascinating a place is, eventually you really have to get out and look around and it might be a bit of a bother since the castle or the world or whatever is in charge won't let us go, because we're bound to run out of places to look and that wouldn't be fun at all. But not having to stop and buy supplies makes things much easier when you just want to see what's right around that corner and you really don't want to stop, but your stomach is making noises that are kinda similar to that strange, growling thing you passed in the last tunnel and it didn't really seem like something you'd want to notice you in the first place, only all you have to do is wish for a sandwich and keep on going.

[a door creaks and Tas suddenly sounds surprised Why, here's the castle! I'd been wondering where it had gotten to, but I got a little turned around in there - which isn't like me at all and shouldn't have happened because I was mapping everything as I went, of course - but every time I put the map away it would hide somewhere and I had to keep starting over. It was the strangest thing, really. Quite a bit of trouble. [cheerfully] Why, I wouldn't be surprised if I'd been walking in circles for ages!

( Raistlin )

[a thump as he plops down on the floor and leans against the wall] Wow... I'm beat. I bet I was walking for hours

[try days, Tas. Try days]

[ooc: I am so, so sorry for the tl;dr. Open over the journal and in person]

luv8vul.livejournal.com

[the following is dictated off-handedly; there's the sounds of shuffling as Kid is moving around.... something heavy- furniture?]

All of this time here, and still no weapons have shown up. How am I supposed to fight like this? [a loud thump as he drops something] At least give me back Liz and Patty! I can only get so far with normal weapons!

......Ah, at least the worst we have here are the Noah and dinosaurs sometimes. No witches from my world, or Asura...

. . . . . . . . .

I hope I didn't jinx myself. That sort of thing is ridiculous, but with this castle's twisted sense of humor...

wornbright.livejournal.com

( crowley-san )

( private )

[ a heavy sigh into the journal. uru's been waiting for crowley for over a day now, not realizing he's not going to be making it anytime soon. ]

I guess I'll have to take him myself. Can I piggyback him to the clinic? I don't think he'll mind. [ sighs again ] Crowley-san...

luciaseyes.livejournal.com

[the journal opens to a strange ringing sound, and a girl softly speaking to herself (although, her voice almost sounds... faintly like it's underwater?)]

What is this place? I've never seen anything like this and...

Ah, Yukari-chan? And Senpai as well! [she continues to focus, there's still another presence but-]

No, this can't really be... [she concentrates as hard as she can, but there's no mistaking it] Minato-kun? But, that can't be right.

[there's a glittering noise as her Persona vanishes] Where am I?

yeahihidmypants

Who: Oliver Queen & Elektra
What: Picking up a Compound Bow
When: Set your Wayback Machine to the evening of May 16th
Where: Oliver's Room
Rating: In Progress PG

( Blame shifts to the castle. )

domeanthings.livejournal.com

[Tex can be found sitting around outside-not shooting targets or going after the current victim of her homicidal bent, but just sitting with a can of oil. And a parrot. She glances at her diary after a long moment of watching the parrot attempt to gnaw a hole in the can.]

All things considered, I think by stupid castle animal standards, the parrots are the least annoying ones I've seen.

I'm wondering if this means we're gonna get something worse than giant freaking crocodiles next month.

embattles.livejournal.com

[Someone's vaguely caught onto all the hype about vampire trouble lately, and since she's never been one for research or hashing these kinds of things out, she's decided she'd rather just patrol late at night and see if she can catch any of them before there are any victims. She's picked the town, because logic dictates one would try to pick up victims away from the people who are more likely able to stop you.

She's more than a little annoyed, that it takes this, to make her feel more comfortable here, for her to feel something familiar, like from home. Of course, now that you want someone to commit some dastardly acts so you can beat the crap out of them for it...All the bad guys decide to stay home and maniacally laugh in their dungeons and plot. Some company would not be amiss]

inheriting.livejournal.com

[Kon is...chilling outside. Tossing a tennis ball against the castle wall and ~~brooding~~ not-thinking.

A lot.

Loudly.

And then the castle just gets tired of this shit and turns that tennis ball into a glitter balloon. Right as he's catching it.

PHOOMPH]

...Oh, that did not just happen.

[OOC: In person or over the journal! Sooo open. :)]

fanfrickntastic.livejournal.com

[Smecker has decided to take advantage of the beautiful day and is taking a walk in town. He had decided to do a little window shopping and was heading in the direction of some interesting looking little shops... when he spots a crowd of people standing around something and muttering to each other. When he spots a girl shoving her way through the crowd, her hand over her mouth like she's about to be sick, he knows something's up.

Adjusting his coat and straightening up, he makes his way to the crowd, smoothly maneuvering through them. When he makes it to the center and spots what they were looking at, he sighs, fishing his journal out of his pocket.]

[Eunice]

Get your skinny butt downtown, we've got work to do.

[/filter]

[that being said, he starts moving the people back and setting up a perimeter with crime scene tape. He had been wishing for work... but he hadn't expected it to come in the form of half a body lying in the street]

((ooc: RIP Joan Harris. Open if people feel like coming by to gawk, try to help or be snarked at by two smart-ass FBI agents))

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"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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