13th Perscription ~ [Action/Written/Dictated]

[atadiscoverer]

[Carson is sat in the lobby of the castle, tapping his pen lightly against his leg as he stares off to a distance before starting to scribble in some filters.

Those that have seen Carson's notebook have probably noticed that the handwriting is pretty messy. This isn't the case this time. Seems the good doctor has decent penmanship when not frantically translating dead languages.]

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( Filtered to Dr. Daniel Jackson )

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( Filtered to members of the SGC )

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( Filtered to Rue )

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( Filtered to people who know Rue from her own world. )

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( Filtered to Peeta Mellark )

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( Filtered to Helen Magnus )

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( Filtered to Connor and Murphy MacManus )

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[Carson takes a break at writing those filters, sighing and leaning back in the sofa to rest his hand.]

I've got to bloody say. This castle takes it out of you at times...

second designation ⇝ dictated

[sarcastics]

I didn't really believe the hype until this place turned me into a cute little cat for almost a month.

See, I didn't get read enough fairy tales when I was little.

Usually those don't end in waking up in a litter box naked. Not that I really fit.

So, who's bright idea was it to put a belled collar on me while I went through that loss?

Because I really owe you an ass kicking.

⊕ .031 caliber

[neverplays]

[Mindy has a very important question to ask. It is very important.]

Last month my whole room turned into a ball pit. My whole room. All plastic colored balls. Marcus took me to a place that had a ball pit once and there were kids having their birthday party there. It was pretty lame because most the games are rigged, and you cash in a ton of tickets, and you can only get an inflatable hammer or a crayon, and then you end up shoving it in a closet.

[whispered:] Never to be seen again.

My point is: there are hundreds of people here and there are three-hundred and sixty-five days in a year. You all have birthdays. I want to have a dumb party with tickets that only buy me the stupid things that I'll throw away, but I want a huge party. So it should be in the month where the most people have their birthday.

Which means... [She takes a breath.]

Tell me when your birthday is!!!


Please.

( printed neatly )

(ooc: Mindy is going to be making an IC Birthday Chart. If your character does not know/have a birthday - Mindy OR ANY ONLOOKING THREAD-JACKER can help pick one out. There are PLENTY of facts and details related to the zodiac to help out, too.)

42

[sworn]

( Private )

[There's an audible huff, and she leans back in her chair for a moment to think. She has always stood resolute in her beliefs, but she continues to find herself questioning her own views the longer she stays in Paradisa.

After a moment, she begins to write again.]

Do the wars and conflicts of our home worlds truly matter here in Paradisa? This world provides enough for us to worry about, does it not? Barring any actual threat they may pose, if one's enemy should arrive, would you still consider them your adversary? Would you be unable to forgive them for their transgressions, or would you set aside your differences in a world where the only true adversary is this world itself?

09 - Scale Category [ Dictated | Action ]

[radiantwingedone]

. . . . . [ Someone's tired of not being able to read. ]

( Filtered from Flynn Scifo )

( Filtered )

.... [ Yeah, he's done, and going to head to the library now.

and possibly frustrate himself with attempting to learn braille unaided but. ]

((OOC: Healers includes everyone everyone with medical knowledge. Magic users includes anyone who considers themself to use magic in things they do.))

¤ 36 - A Good Day

[honorinflames]

[Zuko woke up feeling different, today. He woke up feeling... good!

Rolling out of bed, he just couldn't help being drawn to the light streaming in through the window. Really, he forgets how picturesque this place can be, sometimes. Not today, though... today, he's going to make sure he enjoys and appreciates every minute! So, after spending some time breathing in the wonderful spring air on the balcony, he heads downstairs, pulling out his journal while he's on his way]

Wow, the weather really is beautiful outside today, isn't it? I'm so glad that it's finally spring.

...You know, I think I'm going to train outside today. Does anyone want to join me?

[but first-- breakfast! Wandering into the kitchen, he puts some water to boil on the stove. And, he makes sure to make it a very full kettle! If anyone happens to stop by, he will of course share some of his pretty awful tea with them. He's feeling generous today!]


((ooc: ...loss start! Zuko is in an unsettlingly-wonderful mood! very open, either over the journal or in person!))

27 traps filled with new memories

[ectobabble]

[… "MARSHMALLOW. Now wake up, before your day gets any worse!"

There were stranger words to hear right before regaining consciousness, but Ray was at least pretty sure that now was NOT the time to be thinking of them. as he opened his eyes, instead of emptying his mind, he filled it as far as it could go. marshmallow marshmallow marshmallow marshmallow marshm--

the stone altar was a lot more comfortable than he remembered. and this didn't look like Central Park West.

and the people around him didn't look a thing like Idulnas ....

it was all a trick, had to be. Raymond Stantz, chosen Selector of Gozer, forced his mind back on track and uttered the only word he dared, as he glanced around the clinic.]

Marshmallows.

((OOC: And with that, Ray is canonbumped! Clearly, this is open to the clinic, but it's open over the journals, too!))

XIX

[wilder]

( Ino/Hall Filter )

11-[Backdated to midday]

[heal_theworld]

( [Filtered to Yuan] )

[Martel is in the courtyard today, taking a bit of time off from the clinic. She also has a stack of history books near her that she stole liberated from the library and is skimming through them. Three guesses on what they're about. She pauses for a moment to unknowingly dictate into her journal.]

...It's a really nice day outside.

[ooc: anybody who wanted cr with her, feel free to tag in!]

(no subject)

[prevenge]

[What ho Paradisa. If you are the lobby now, you might find a somewhat unusual sight: three kids - well, two kids and one young teenager, really, the teenager conspicuously naked and sprawled out on one of the lobby couches. The teenager has long blue hair and is filthy. The kids are relatively clean, one of them - the older boy - graced with a crown of pale blond hair, the other a smaller little girl wearing a traditional robe and black pigtails. There's a journal nearby of course, and it picks up a voice which might sound a bit familiar:]

Hey... person! Hey! How come you're naked?

[Then the younger boy:] Because he's got no clothes, stupid.

I'm not stupid! [That seems to rile the little girl up; she gives the boy next to her a push.

It looks like this minor ruckus is enough to wake the third boy anyhow.] Whuh...?

[What do, Paradisa?]

[ooc: Yep, starting this loss a tad earlier than planned; tagging pattern will be something of a clusterfuck. There is no particular order planned; if you'd like to discuss any details, ping Stick on AIM at teamtoques, Red at LostBlueHeights, or Senri at Sushiflop.]

Log 002

[heroldman]

( Medical doctors and other medical knowledgeable people )

( Starbuck )

[After the filters he sits back in his room for a moment before starting work on drafting up his model, talking.]

I've been a military man practically all my life, spent most of it aboard one ship too. Have to say being stuck here is a new experience especially with the culture shock of it all. Most especially with you people claiming to be from Earth. [If he sounds disbelieving he's not sorry.] So what's it like?

Scroll Twenty Seven

[huffythedragon]

[Spike is chilling in the library, as usual, but this time, he is a little...less settled than usual. Molotov brought up a point, and though he wondered it from time to time, he never really...considered asking until now. Maybe that it's because it's so close to him having been here a year now that he's finally decided it's something to be faced. After all, everypony should be allowed to wonder where they came from, right? He heaves a heavy sigh, his claw tracing faint lines on the journal page]

What does family mean to everypony- I mean, everyone here?

[Of course, he already KNOWS the ponies are his family. He reached that conclusion a while ago, living in this weird little world. He dithers over this next question. He almost doesn't want to ask it. As if he'd appear ungrateful for everything she's ever done for him. And she really has done everything for him. Still. It can't hurt to ask, right? Right?]

[Twilight Sparkle]
Uh... are you around? I kind of have to ask you something important.

( o51 )

[gevurah]

( tobias | private )

[ While strumming her guitar in the music room, Kate’s left the journal open as usual to listen in on whatever’s going on today. After a while, she decides to speak up herself: ]

A library that stocks up on new material every month, yet with people from countless worlds, I never have much luck finding books that tell me about these other places. A lot of the myths I’ve read about I’m familiar with already from my own world – the red string of fate, Castor and Pollux, golems, et cetera.

In the past several months, Paradisa’s been trying to be more open-minded about holidays. Haven’t seen much diversity in its library, unless it’s working on that.