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Dec. 9th, 2011 12:23 pm
[identity profile] fashioneighble.livejournal.com
[there is the sound of some hooves on a hard floor, pacing back and forth. the journal is open on the floor of a certain pony's suite ...]

But I had just left Canterlot! How in the world did I get back here! And for that matter, where are all my bags? And this isn't the suite that Princess Celestia so graciously provided for me …

[there's a few more sounds of hooves across the floor as she moves towards the window] And it's … snowing? What is going on here? I couldn't have slept that long … !

[she'll dash across the room to the closet, opening the doors with a bang]

… And none of these are mine, either! In fact, I wouldn't be caught dead in most of this! What sort of prank is this?? Rainbow Dash?? Hello?

[a very indignant, dainty huff and a stomp of the hoof goes here. help a pony out, paradisa?]
[identity profile] sew-whiny.livejournal.com
Well! That was the worst vacation ever!

And not only that, but those vandals ransacked my boutique... when it was so close to being opened! Of all the nerve!

[If you're in the town, feel free to run into the little white unicorn trying to put her shop back in order. She's also limping a bit, favoring her left hind leg.]
[identity profile] sew-whiny.livejournal.com
Has... has anyone seen Applejack lately? Why, I haven't seen her in weeks.
[identity profile] leadthedance.livejournal.com
[It's a normal day with a Gino snoozing away and just on the verge of waking up. Well, he thinks it's normal, anyway. But things turn out to -not- be normal when Gino not only doesn't wake up with a cat named Arthur staring him right in the face, but the fact his pets all seem to be hiding entirely.

... and then noticing there is a unicorn in the same room. Let's not even forget to mention the adorable little girl with the pony ears, tail and unicorn horn.

Either he was severely drunk, or the castle was up to something again.]


A-Ah-! Excuse me, what's... going on?


[ooc: so backdated to a couple days ago, asjhfgdhfsj I'm sorry this took so long to get up, Rarity-mun. Stupid life got in the way. ;w; Please feel free to kick me if you so desire.]
[identity profile] itsallinthebook.livejournal.com
[The lobby. Nothing eventful here, right? Nope.]

Okay, Rarity. Just - hm. Okay. You magic me up a dress and hairstyle, and we'll see if any words pop up around you or around me. But remember, this is research. Nothing too - oh, who am I kidding, just do your thing.

Well... all right, if you're certain. But it seems like such a shame to just use this merely for testing a theory.

[Still, Rarity's unicorn horn glows, and pieces of fabric, needle and thread zoom into Twilight from off-screen, obscuring the unicorn in a cloud of *fashion* and word-bubbles.]

Swish! Swirl! Swoop!

[There is a classic princess dress on Twilight now. Complete with glass slippers and all.]

...huh. Okay, now if I break this glass slipper you've put on me...]

B-break it? Twilight Sparkle, you can't be--!

It's not anything personal! I just need to see if it makes a noise!

Just one moment! I'll... I'll go and find you something far more expendable, and-- my stars, wait, whatareyou?

SMASH!

[That would be the sound of two ponies colliding. The slipper? Somehow manages to stay intact, though somehow Rarity is now wearing Twilight's tiara and Twilight's dress is flipped over her face.]

[ooc: purple = Twilight Sparkle, navy = Rarity.]
[identity profile] sew-whiny.livejournal.com
Why hello, you lovely residents of Cair Paradisa!

I'm terribly afraid that the first time I used one of these journals, it was under... a small bit of duress, and so we've all met (proverbially) under poor circumstances. I do hope that you will allow me a chance to make up for that and introduce myself to you all!

I am Rarity the unicorn, and I am here to announce the impending grand opening of the Carousel Boutique Deux! After all, I am one of Equestria's premier up-and-coming dressmakers and fashionistas, and I would be honored to bring my talents to this homey little castle! My ensembles are one-of-a-kind and hand-crafted, and I guarantee you won't find the same craftsmanship and sophistication anywhere!

There's just one... small thing. I would really rather not manage the boutique out of my own personal quarters. Wherever could somepony find a suitable establishment to open up shop?

Cheers!
[identity profile] sew-whiny.livejournal.com
[Your journal may pick up the staccato sound of hoofbeats on tiled floors... and then a rather prim-sounding voice who seems rather stressed.] Then this really is a castle? My word... could it be Princess Celestia's--? Then this would be...

[Gasps.] Canterlot?!

This can't be happening! I absolutely can't be in Canterlot dressed like-- like this! Oh dear, oh dear, my magnificent ensemble - did I forget it? How could that have ever slipped my mind? Why, if the Canterlot elite saw me like this, I'd be laughed out of the city! I could never ever show my face around anypony ever again! Oh my stars, Rarity, your life as a fashionista would be through! [And her speech only gets faster and more frantic.] I haven't had a pony-pedi in weeks, and I most certainly can't wear my mane like this, and I meant to shine my horn, but--

--no, no, no! All right, Rarity, breathe. Breathe. [The sounds of hyperventilating.] You simply mustn't lose your head like this.

I certainly don't remember coming to Canterlot... and it certainly isn't as, erm, magnificent as I'd imagined...

..A-aha! Oh, of course! It's just a nightmare, isn't it? Yes, that must be it - I'd never actually be caught dead in a place like this so... underdressed. I'll just be waking up any minute now.

[Nervous laughter.] Y-yes, any minute now...

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"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.

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