RAWR!

Dec. 9th, 2011 04:18 pm
[identity profile] not-the-dreck.livejournal.com
Who: Asch, Colonel Troll, Bitty Dreck, Melon Woman, and anyone else that just wants to make Asch's day more "fun".
What: Asch arrives in Paradisa. He's not pleased by this.
When: Afternoon of Asch's arrival date.
Where: Outside the Castle.
Rating: Um... PG-ish? There will probably be swearing.

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[identity profile] kicksdoors.livejournal.com
[He's been waiting for things to settle down just a little, waiting to claim what he feels should rightfully be his. Well, that time has come! Why waste his breath arguing with idiots over which one of them has rights to the castle? After all, a palace can only have one king. The less resistance, the better. Those pathetic Light Rock Warriors have surely got to be hurting by now. Or at least distracted. It's all the same to him.]

[In nearly a week's time Asch's negative feelings have been slowly festering, twisting, becoming something darker. Something musical! And as he makes his way down the staircase, there's a sound of electric violins reaching an ear-splitting crescendo. (So much for a stealthy entrance!)]

[Asch is making his stand and taking the place by force. (No, really!) He'll sit himself on this castle's throne and he will make you lot need him. (Only not really.) Even if that means reminding you of how lowly you are. And yes, even if he has to challenge his fellow evildoers and those pitiful excuses for heroes to do so.]

[...Oh to hell with it.]


Copy this down you pathetic excuse for a journal! ...Good.

NOW LISTEN UP ALL YOU DRECK!! This is your new king and savior speaking! Anyone else is an impostor! That's right, a defect! We expect dinner prepared and served by six o'clock sharp. And there will be absolutely no seafood! Got it, maggots? Court begins immediately following at eight tonight. If you so much as think you can get away with not coming we'll hunt you down and throw your miserable carcass in the dungeon where it belongs! Any found tardy will be spending the rest of the night scrubbing floors!

...Don't be late. Or else.

[[OOC: Gosh I'm so sorry. Anyway, this post is re:Heavy Metal Darkness. Asch is your next boss fight. This will be cracktastic and no one should take it seriously. At all. Ever. The end.]]
[identity profile] kicksdoors.livejournal.com
[Asch was still awake when it happened. Now he finds himself knee-deep in leaves and sloshing along through them as he attempts a perimeter check of the castle. He looks for open windows, open doors, even passages for plumbing or ventilation, but there doesn't seem to be anything he can use. Sure, he wanted out, but this wasn't what he meant! Normally he wouldn't care, except that his sheath - along with a very important sword - has been inconveniently trapped inside. As well as his outer robes, but that doesn't matter so much; the under layers of his uniform are warm enough.]

[Asch pauses in front of a un likely door, studies it briefly for imperfections (there are none), then aims a series of well-placed kicks at its center.]


WHAM WHAM WHAM!!

[...It doesn't so much as budge. Leveling his eyes at it, Asch adjusts his weight to try again.]
[identity profile] kicksdoors.livejournal.com
[There's a clink of metal, the scrape of boots on the floor, and then a shuffling noise. A brief and deliberate sound of someone thumbing through pages soon follows.]

You'd think it had been planted here on purpose. Just what are they trying to pull, using--...

[Weird that what he's saying has appeared unbidden on the final page as he finishes flipping through. What the hell is this thing supposed to be? The strangeness is enough to slow Asch down and force him to warily observe how the diary works. Is it 'connected' to others somehow...?]

[After a considerable pause, the next words come across deliberately. With authority.] Foregoing introductions because they're only a waste of time.

I'm in need of a coach heading out of the city and a carrier pigeon, and I need both as soon as possible. Don't think I can't tell the difference between a well-bred bird and a lump of meat with feathers. ...Or when a merchant's being dishonest for that matter. Those who step forward will be repaid for their trouble.

[[OOC: Asch can be found on Floor One, halfway down a hallway. Also please let me know if I'm doing this wrong. /o/]]
[identity profile] encendres.livejournal.com
[ Stillness. Then the journal records a sudden jerk, as if someone's snapping awake. ]

What-- How did I get here?

[ Then it's a rush to scramble out of bed, and the sharp, thin singing of a sword being drawn. All the while, he's talking to himself, in a low but clear mutter. ]

This is impossible. The fonon separation should have taken effect by now. [A pause. Then, a sudden break into footsteps.] That stupid replica must have failed to destroy Van. Damn it, you piece of--

[ There's the sound of a door slamming open. And, after another pause, the faint but now traditional: ]


Who the hell put this nameplate on the door?

(ooc: New character voice! Tags may be slow, please bear with me.)
[identity profile] isaid-shutup.livejournal.com
...

That replica found a way out, and didn't tell me??

How irritating.

......
[identity profile] isaid-shutup.livejournal.com
What the hell?!
[identity profile] originalflame.livejournal.com
REPLICA!

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?
[identity profile] doremifasolati.livejournal.com
Who: Tear, Guy, Luke, and Asch
What: Tear trying to explain Paradisa's secret and failing, MISERABLY.
When: As soon as people get their butts up to her room!
Where: Room 1511.
Rating: PG? PG-13? If anything, for language...
[identity profile] originalflame.livejournal.com
I DO NOT NEED TO LIGHTEN UP.

Hmph.

Feb. 11th, 2007 04:18 pm
[identity profile] originalflame.livejournal.com
Private. )

Fine. I'll go to that stupid dance.
[identity profile] originalflame.livejournal.com
The books go on and on, never reaching any conclusion at all. Studies about the phenomenon of people mysteriously appearing in this place lead to nothing. It's like no one has ever bothered trying to get out of here before.

What the hell? I don't have time for this. Replica, have you found anything?
[identity profile] originalflame.livejournal.com
HEY REPLICA.

Where the hell are you? This place is like a labyrinth and for some reason I can't contact you directly.

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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