First Song ★ Action

[catsong]

[Good evening, Paradisa. There's a young man in the lobby, sprawled on the floor like someone just knocked him out. He seems like an average medieval-era 18-20-year old, aside from the fact that he has two fluffy, white cat ears tipped in light-brown fur.

Groaning a bit, he seems to come out of a daze, not really sure what to expect. His crooked tail - in a similar color as his ears - shivers a bit, the fur bristling as he tries to decide whether of not he wants to open his eyes.

He couldn't hear that heartbeat any more, or the voices of the devils. But he couldn't hear Asato or Rai, either. Was he dead? Should he feel this nauseous if he was dead?

Opening a very orange eye, Konoe just... stares. This was someone's home? Covering his mouth, the young cat rolls over on his back, trying to not be sick. The snakes in his stomach were gone, too...

Finally.]

Haaah... hello?

[His ears fold back as soon as he speaks, feeling a bit stupid. Was this another trap?]

Hunt 004 ~ [Action/Dictated]

[squirrelhunter]

[Hello, Paradisa. Daryl's lazy, relaxed, southern drawl comes out over the journals.]

So, anyone here like huntin'? There's prob'ly a bit of fair game out in the woods. I reckon I got a decent map o' the area.

[He's not too comfortable on wishing up food. Besides, old habits died hard.]

...Could maybe do with some company, s'long as y'don't scare the prey away.

[Daryl then sets his journal to one side on the couch in the lobby. The sounds of him tinkering with his crossbow will filter through.]

((OOC: Open over the journals or in person in the lobby.))

Mission 012 ~ Working out [Action]

[noblefive]

[Anyone in Paradisa's gymnasium will see a rather curious sight...

The large, armoured form of Noble Five, punching at a punchbag until the object eventually gives under the power of the SPARTANs punches. Once that happens, another is wished in it's place and Jorge continues his 'exercise', the pile of punchbags occasionally getting taken away by the ghosts, but there's always a pile there.

It's a decent rhythm he's got going, pausing only to discard the broken one and wish up another.]

((OOC: Open to all in the gym, or over the journal, if anyone wants to speak to him.))

❥ 2 [dictated/action]

[whathedoves]

Ah, the life of a single parent! I do not suppose there are many ladies out there who would find an unwed father particularly appealing. No, no, I'll have to hang up my hat on midnight fun soon enough. But these are the choices we make, are they not? [He's not sure he really chose to go on a Pokemon adventure, but why split hairs?]

I must say she was much easier to keep an eye on as a human - even visually impaired! Haha.

It seems I can't even educate my new little ward - not in book smarts, at the very least. Thankfully I was never one for rigorous study.

[For those more inclined to encounter Yuuya in person (or birdson), he is doing his very best to sunbathe luxuriously with his new Budew on the castle grounds.

Lucky the Pokemon is so small and also not really mobile - anything larger would be running circles around Yuuya. Nevertheless, if natures were easily transferable, this Budew would be Naughty. Every time it gets up to go exploring, Yuuya leaves his sunbath to track it down, herding it back with a buffet of his wings.

As he ruffles himself out for another attempt at leisure and glorious sunshine, Yuuya closes his eyes and calls to the open book:]

But it's nearly beach reading season! Whatever shall I do?

Until next time, mes amis. Safe reading.

Adieu!

((ooc: sorry to anyone who had to wait on tags from birdbrain for several days. we should be sorted now!))

Dictated

[dupable]

Wow... so I guess I'm finally fifteen now! It feels sort of weird to think that, since I don't actually look any different from when I showed up at Paradisa. I mean, I literally am still the same age I was then, which I already knew was a thing, but it doesn't make it blow any less.

I guess I should just be thankful nothing really creepy happened today.

Treasure 010# Library in disarray [backdated to Friday the 13th, Dictated]

[youhavebeenflynned]

[Harry walked into the library and looked around. He took a look around but it seemed to be calm. He walked towards the history section and pulled out a book on Mayan Indians. He then sat down at a table.]

Let's see...

[He then opens the book...]

Oh no, Oh NO!

[The journal records the sound of Harry tumbling to the floor and then the sound of couple of rounds he fires towards the Mayan warrior, which popped out of the book. A short fight ensues and then the journal picks up Harry's voice again.]

That's what happens when you get in Harry Flynn's face.

[He then walks over to the journal and as he picks it up while blood stains the page.]

Son of a... bitch, that hurts.

((OOC: quotes from Uncharted 3 Multiplayer.))

Twenty-first Spell

[courageous_wit]

[it has been an exhausting week for Hermione. Living on one of the library floors is not currently fun for her]

Could everyone please be more careful about which books they open in the library until whatever is happening ends? It should be soon, I hope...

nineteenth examination [ dictated ]

[longaevus]

[ Clinic Staff ]

I'll be holding a meeting for all clinic staff on Tuesday at 2pm. If you are unable to attend I'll make sure that you receive a copy of what was discussed verbatim. There are a few things that I'd like to implement in the clinic, nothing major but hopefully something that can help to facilitate smoother running of the clinic, particularly with our growing numbers.

[ Those that have returned to Paradisa and remember their previous stay ]

Good day. My name's Helen Magnus, one of the doctors in the clinic. Up until January anyone that returned to Paradisa did so without remembering their previous stay in the castle. Since then there have been two occurrences of individuals returning to Paradisa - January, when we were taken to Paris, and just recently, with our trip to Unova. I don't expect you to have any knowledge of why this change has occurred but I would like you to come to the clinic if you are willing - not to be tested but to check on your health. Until this started occurring we believed that we were returned home, and I'd like to make sure that none of you have been affected in any way from what may have happened - either something to your health or something else that a simple scan may reveal.

I'm not going to push or force the issue, I'm simply asking for volunteers. I'm not expecting there to be anything, perhaps not obviously so, but if there is it could tell us a little more.

Thank you.

seven breaks of the stone

[craggyfaced]

[Durge had dully noted the situation with books and had done his best to avoid cracking one open, which had been mostly successful...until today. Sometime in the process of tidying up his room he'd knocked over a copy of Beginner's Chemistry he'd forgotten that he'd left on a side table. The next moment the knight was clad in a white labcoat and safety goggles and was rushing excitedly off downstairs...

A few minutes later Durge is in the kitchen. He's ransacked the fridge and come out with a jar of pickles. People coming in for a bite to eat will discover he's hooked one of these innocent condiment foods up to the wall socket via a dubious arrangement of wires and nails, on each skewered in to either end of the pickle.

One flick of a switch later and there a horrendous crackling and sizzling, and then, quite obviously, the pickle begins to glow a bright yellowish orange, while Durge looks on with a slightly gleeful glint in his eye]

Very interesting...

((ooc: the experiment he's emulating is this, because I told somebody I would. FYI, I am not very good at chemistry. At all. Have mercy on me.))

[Dictated & Action]

[peacockherald]

( Filter to Peeta and Peeta's Friends He Warned About Clove )

( Peeta )

[In the meantime, all of that done, Vanyel sits back beneath the tree he had decided to sit under and looked up, considering the tiny black, white, and yellow flying squirrel that was nibbling a bit of biscuit on a branch. ]

Emolga!

[Well....]

What am I to do with you, huh, Erwyn?

Three for a girl

[fistfullofmagic]

[If one were to wander the halls of the castle this night, one might stumble upon a certain tall blond man curled up against what appears to be a large green reptile. It seems that Dhaos nodded off somewhere while attempting to find...something. He forgot what he was originally looking for after the first couple days trying to find it. Ah, the trials and tribulations of those with no sense of direction...

Will someone take pity on him, or is the nearly seven foot tall lizard too frightening?]



((Open post guys. Have at him and his Tyranitar.))