paradisalost | Dec. 10th, 2011

Dec. 10th, 2011

[The ground has changed, abruptly.

Ezio registers it just in time to pivot his body in the air and reach out to grab the nearest building ledge, which happens to be a gargoyle leaning over the edge of the roof. The tower he was just diving from, the water below, the whole of Venice, has vanished, and now he's above some castle on a snowy white hill.

His shoulders scream and his fingers burn through his gloves as he comes to an abrupt halt. He barely muffles a yelp of surprise and discomfort. It'll hurt in the morning, but save the racing heartbeat, he's fine. Dangling ten stories above ground, but fine.

Ezio takes a second to consider his options before hauling himself up, and he manages to get himself up on the rooftop. Once safely up top, he peers over the edge, and then around him.

This is not Venice.

Residents of Paradisa, have a startled-sounding young man with a heavy Italian accent.]

What is this?! Where am I?

waterbends

There's sledding! On the grounds. Come onnn, this is the best part of the year!

[And, true enough, anyone who ventures out will find her sledding - and maybe cheating a little with her waterbending as she does.]

-- but try to keep the fairies in the castle with you, alright?

bubbleglub

[ Filtered away from Eridan ]

)(---ELLO -EV-ERYON-E!
Um...
I )(ave a small question I would appreciate it if you let me reel in some answers.

If someone you cared a lot about didn't remember you.
But t)(at person did a R-E-ELY bad t)(ing to you and your fronds.
S)(ould you still tell t)(em t)(e trut)( about w)(o you were?
I want to know!

modernholmes.livejournal.com

Who: Conan Edogawa, Ran Mouri, and anyone who wants to stumble across them
What: Ran insists on walking Conan up to his room after he finally gets out of the infirmary
Where: Anywhere in the hallways between the infirmary and Satis Tower
When: Dec. 10

Conan stumbles across a crack in the floor as he tries to keep up with Ran. His feet skid across the floor for a few inches as he is pulled along by the hand still caught up in her grip.

"But Ran-neechan, this really isn't necessary! I can find my room by myself!"

billiardsplz.livejournal.com

( Filtered to Pinkie Pie )

willing-sheath.livejournal.com

Who: Himura Tomoe & anyone who wants to run into her after she leaves the room!
What: Waking in her room
When: Early Saturday, Dec 10th
Where: Her room
Rating: PG... maybe PG-13 for imagery? idk
Note: I tl;dr a lot, the first half of this is a narrative for my own benefit, the second half is the actual open log... I decided to combine them in one post so I didn't spam the com... parallel action post here

( First waking up... )

( some time later, leaving the room )

letmetouchit.livejournal.com

[Castiel is seated outside the castle on a bench nearest to the Lux where he'd mostly loitered waiting for Jo, or Dean or Sam to arrive when they never did. When he left he didn't go far. He took a seat next to the building and opened his book over his lap. His raincoat keeps him protected from the snow that's already on the bench, not that he noticed it, his grace prevents him from most of these sudden atmospheric changes. He finds the white blanketing environment peaceful if nothing else and the color of the sky a compliment to it.]

I read the previous entries in this journal. [The writing stops for a long moment before he adds very slowly.] I'm still baffled at this place and its ability to cleanse me of these former memories.

( ooc notes )

rogueofheart

[While some tweens may choose to play out in the snow, Nepeta is currently sitting beside a cozy fireplace in the lobby. She looks purrticularly toasty in her new sweater that she wished for all by herself, and there's a plate full of cookies not far from her reach.

The journal sits in her lap as she eats the cookies, a few crumbs spilling onto the pages while she dictates.]

When is all this cold weather going to go away? It's purrty, but the animals outside have all gone away and there's nothing to hunt anymore...

[She trails off, momentarily distracted by the light of a nearby fairy. She reaches up to paw at it, but it quickly flies away from the lone troll.]

I like everything else, though! Everyone seems so happy and the castle is dressed up nicely. If only there wasn't so much snow everywhere.

(ooc: open via journal OR in purrson for planned or unplanned kisses!)

willing-sheath.livejournal.com

[Tomoe is making her way through the castle halls, wearing a white kimono and dark obi. Her posture is straight, her hands hovering in front of her chest, one holding to her kimono sleeve. At first glance, she seems extremely composed.]

[However, if anyone studies her a little closer, they would note that her hands are trembling ever so slightly every few seconds. Her brows are drawn into a slight frown, her lips pressed to a thin line. Her eyes seem a bit wide and slightly glossy (perhaps even a little red and swollen).]

[In sum: it is an extremely composed act, covering up panic and fear.]

[Can you see the act she's putting on? Or does it fool you? Do you want to help? Or does this over-serious woman need to be shaken up? Either way, there is a dead girl in your hall, Paradisa, what do?]

[ooc; Wiiiide open for action here /o/ I have a parallel narrative/log over here if you prefer prose to action spam. (Just skip down to the "***")

PLEASE NO KISSING! :|a she's too likely to try to shank someone right now with out freaked out she is... ~~I will hit this torture later >D~~]

eternityalone

Who: Anyone!
What: It's a Wine Tasting at the Lux
When: Saturday Evening
Where: The Lux.
Sugarplum Fairies: PLENTY.
Notes: ANYONE is welcome. Prose or brackets. I'm just having Katherine start it off, but feel free to have your very own thread. This is a party-post of sorts. It's at the Lux and there are plenty of wines and platters of small bits of food that are meant to accentuate the flavor of the wine. Cheese, Chocolate, Fruits... etc.

The Lux isn't Katherine's first choice of social locations, but it does have the luxury of being somewhere that has been deemed as off-limits for the Salvatore brothers. She'd put the math together through the journals and from over-hearing conversations of employees and the ghosts. Such gossips. She'd already resolved to go to that Speed Dating thing, just trying to make some effort to figure out just who all was in this place and just how vulnerable some of them were.

For the moment, she's milling through the crowd, glass in hand, and keeping an eye on everyone. She's fully capable of slipping by most of them undetected. Knowing that her speed would easily put her out of anyone's line of sight if she didn't want to be seen. Tonight though, she wasn't planning on shying away from too many of them.

exanimatus.livejournal.com

[Zelman's tucked just out of the way as you're leaving the castle--he's leaning against the outside wall to the side of the door, gazing somewhat uninterestedly out at the snow-covered grounds. he is definitely not dressed for the weather (wearing the same pants and t-shirt and hat and tennis shoes he always wears), but does not seem to mind the cold one bit. heck, the ground around his feet is strangely dry and the air around him feels strangely warm.

must be a weird vampire thing. eventually he decides that having boring conversations is a lesser evil than staring at boring snow, so he opens his journal up.]

For all the unpredictability our host is so well-known for, it seems strange that this is the one thing it holds as a tradition. Maybe it's just as sentimental as the rest of you.

[pfft, yeah right.] I suppose it's at least kind of an amusing tradition--for the first few days or so.

[he stops to swat at a random fairy that's strayed from the castle. he knows what's up, and he doesn't even care anymore. god, he hates the holidays.]

[[ooc: journal and open-action, especially if you want a planned or unplanned smooch! C:]]

huffythedragon.livejournal.com

So, castle people, do you know what day it is?

Want a clue? It's a pretty awesome day. In fact, it might be one of the most awesome days ever.

Today is my birthday. A celebration of the day that Twilight accidentally spazzed out with her magic thanks to Rainbow Dash making a Sonic Rainboom and hatched me out of my egg.

[There's a pause as he contemplates the circumstances of his being brought forth into the world, but that just makes him think about that 'bonded forever' stuff the girls keep talking about which just makes him want to gag]

Anyway, I wondered if the castle does anything. You know, that I should watch out for. [Sigh] I wish I had my fire ruby, I was ageing it to perfection.

longaevus

Who: Helen Magnus & Maladict
What: Two ladies having a chat
When: Saturday evening
Where: Maladict's room
Rating: They're discussing Nikola so...

( Read more... )

fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com

[Del was feeling melancholy of late, and to make up for it she has determined to be painfully happy. It wasn't working, but she was determined. It sounded like a wonderful plan, after all. Right up there beside the iron cake and the living scarves.

That second one had ended up more Despair's territory.

Either way, she's now to be found rearranging the kitchen. And is available for planned and unplanned kisses.]

Left. Left left left no other left... no no no no! They'll never fit all the teas in that way have to make it tiny smaller than a mouse so's to lean close and hear the colours whisper whisper wake wade...

[The majority of her frustration with the ghosts currently comes from the fact she's viewing the room sideways.]

thetrudger.livejournal.com

[Geoffrey Chaucer is wandering about the castle today, looking under this and peering around that. He has a stick in his hand, and he's prodding the fairies as we walks by them. Hey, free kisses were fine by him.]

( (Coraline) )

I am in severe need of company. If I do not find someone by my side soon, I shall sing into the journal.

[He pauses, waiting for someone to come. When no one does, he begins singing rather loudly into the journal. He can stay on pitch, but his voice is plain.]

♪ Walking out from Cheapside, my fortunes for to seek, I passed along the River Thames, It's waters did they reek, Twas there I met a pretty lass, she said her name- ♪

[ooc: Interrupt him, if you'd like. After all, he is being rather obnoxious. Encounter him anywhere about the castle, yell at him over the journals, ask him what he's looking for...it's pretty open. ALSO, open for kisses, planned or unplanned. Geoff will take any kisses he can get. What the song sounds like. And here is Chaucer's voice singing at 5:55. ^^]

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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PARADISA LOST

the archives, 2006-2012

Dec. 10th, 2011

Dec. 10th, 2011

I Λ Introduction

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oo2 ♓

Open Log

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I wake in the night, And I pray that I've been dreaming...

second smiting ⇝ written/action

Nepeta: Partake in holiday cheer.

001//Action

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Scroll Seventeen

from whence it came

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Chapter Four- An Innocent Melody

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