002 Summons ❈ Written ❈ Backdated to July 1st

[ninjainviolet]

["Camp" is over, and Sheena--for the most part--has settled in. If one were to call scouring the place for a way out "settling in" that is. And now, after that initial storm of activity, Sheena is staring at her journal--just as she has for the past day or so. She had initially ignored Colette's message--until the words of both the Zelos Message and her own Private message had finally sunk in. She had done some research and was now kicking herself for not trusting her friendship with Colette.]

She reaches for the book for what seems like the hundredth time, but this time, she takes it and opens it. Sighing, she reaches for the brush and ink; what she has to say is easier written than spoken--at least for her--since it allows her to think before speaking this time.]

[PRIVATE TO COLETTE]

( It's so hard to say you're sorry... )

[Putting the brush down, she waits for the ink to dry before closing the journal.]

[She's not even going to bother contacting Zelos. No, she'll "speak" to him when he gets back.]

ⅴ┆a storm this way comes

[shrugs_a_lot]

[Did the weather forecast say something about having a nice sunny day today? Well, they were wrong!

Distant thunder can be heard over the journals, a storm is coming and it shows. There is a drop of water on the pages, then two... Then it seems someone left the tap open over the journal because it's suddenly pouring over it. Then the rain moves away but the thunder goes on and it can be heard passing by the corridors.

Hello people in the lobby, there is thunder and rain coming down the stairs. And at first you don't know who left the windows open, but apparently outside it's sunny and cloudless! So what the hell is going on?!

Oh, there seems to be your problem. Have a little stormy Ccloud coming from upstairs, moving slowly as clouds tend to move when there is a gentle breeze, only, there isn't any breeze coming from anywhere.

It must be your imagination but is that cloud a little spiky or something?

Huh... Run get your umbrellas!]


{{Loss start! There won't be journal replies but feel free to have your characters react to it and/or to find him passing by the corridors and lobby.}}

1 Abnormality

[teratologist]

Adam!

Adam you can't do this!

[Travel through the portal had disoriented her and the dark haired woman faltered in her step as she dashed across the lobby. She came to a stop on the polished floor, looking up and around her.]

Well, this is unexpected.

[Where was she? More importantly where was Adam worth? Helen couldn't place this interior from anywhere she'd been before, it felt...odd. Archaic yet new.

Come out Adam, it doesn't have to be this way. You don't realize what you're doing.

1st Event Horizon

[macgyverd_it]

I'm ready.
[Sam leaned across the console to call back the others. In a few more moments she'd find out if this had actually worked. If so they would all, save Teal'C, reclaim the last fifty years; if not, well no one would be around to blame her.]

Do it, Sam.
[Cam Mitchell gave her the nod, and she signaled to the Jaffa the it was time. Teal'C enclosed himself in the stasis field, and Carter pushed the switch across the Asgard console, engaging the device. Light flashed and the ship hurled itself back in time, Teal'C stepped up to change the course of the Odyssey before the Ori blast could endanger them once again, avoiding the same happening, except Samantha Carter was nowhere to be seen.]

Did it work?
[Sam looked around her, this was not the bridge of the Odyssey. She wasn't anywhere she recognized. It sort of looked like something on the worlds they had been to where the Ancients had left great old edifices. However, that was more Daniel's area than hers; she didn't identify things; she made them work. Sam Carter was the engineering brain of the unit, and at that moment she was without the unit. She was cut off and separated from the rest of SG-1, and she didn't even have a weapon on her.]

Ok, time to get a look around.
[She wasted no time in surveying her surroundings...what was this? She was laying on a bed, and on a table beside the bed was a small journal, which seemed to be writing out her words and actions automatically].

Ok, I've been...booked. Now how about the whole releasing me to the wild thing.

[Normally, General O'Neill or Cam made the jokes; but in a pinch she had a few zingers, given her situation, she would call this a pinch. She was alone and would have to assume she was likely going to be tracked and monitored, best not to mess with things just yet, until she understood her situation. Sam shuddered with sudden flashbacks to late-night movies where people were hunted for sport. She shook her head. Pull it together Carter. You're a Lieutenant Colonel in the Air Force for god's sake. She shook off the willies and picked up the book she'd been looking at before getting distracted. It was a small hardbound journal nothing too out of the ordinary about it.

This was it; she really couldn't stay in this room for any longer. The others were probably around and finding them was her first priority; everything else could wait. Sam pressed the open com button on her radio to send out the call. The others would respond; they could regroup and then figure out just what the hell she'd done wrong.]

This is Lieutenant Colonel Samantha Carter with the United States Air Force, other personal military please respond.

[Well here was hoping. While she waited, Sam walked out of the room and started down the hall of what seemed to be an enormous and very solid structure.

Just where the hell was she?]

(Italics occur before the drop into Paradisa)

nine breaks of the stone

[craggyfaced]

[Yet another time to awkwardly address the journal. He's not even sure what made him do this, except the basic need to have something to do, so...]

If I understand correctly, tomorrow is a day of celebration for the people who come from the land of Yewessay [Yes, he says it like that, because what are acronyms?]

Since it is apparent that small explosive devices are a common part of the festival, I have put together a small supply of them. If you wish to have some, you may come obtain them here at my shop in town [and he'll scribble directions to his alchemy lab here].

Don't let me hear about anything malicious being done with them.

...assuming they work correctly.

[And he'll go back to worriedly checking his supply over]

((ooc:Durge has put together some firecrackers and sparklers and things. Open over the journal or in person in town to pick up your free fireworks! Mod approved, btw.))

tenth ★; [ action ]

[chubbycreampuff]

[ Hello, residents of Paradisa! Today might not be a special day for you, and even to this pink puff, it isn't, but Kirby's visiting every door in the Castle, a wished-up basket full of goodies inside: fresh fruits of all kinds, pieces of star-shaped chocolate, marshmallows, and little candies. He's always been a kind fellow, and since he had the capacity to give, why not try? After all, everyone deserves it! (he doesn't really know the evilness of some of the people here okay)

So regardless of if you've met him or not, there will be a little pink guy waiting outside your door during some point today, a large basket in his little hands. And if you have met him, you have a bonus! Kirby's decided to draw you a self-portrait, nestled carefully in the basket as well. Not like he's an amazing artist, but it's the thought that counts, right?

He's trying to spread cheer and joy and all of that cheesy stuff. ]

thirteenth problem [ action ]

[withmymind]

[ Laid out by the pond today is one River Tam. She'd been sat in the room she'd shared with Zoe since she left, going down into the kitchen in the dead of night.

River had enjoyed the water when she'd been at camp, being a water nymph was part of that but River had always enjoyed the water.

Today she was laid by the pond, on her stomach, arm reaching out to just lightly rest one finger against the surface of the water.

It's calm. Peaceful. The exact opposite of everything that River's life is. And she likes it ]

seventh cheer [ dictated ]

[formercheerio]

So camp distracted me, but Mark brought up a good thought.

[ Actually Gren gave her the original idea but Mark reminded her ]

We're not all from the same place, obviously, and apparently time is involved in that. My point is that it's pretty obvious that we don't all know the same things. Mark mentioned finding out about different holidays, so I'm asking about music.

[ And there's a very light, and short tapping of a few notes (tunefully) from a piano. Guess where she is ]

I was asked what music I like, and my answer didn't mean much. So, how about a little sharing? And if you can't actually play something you could just wish something up to play it.

[ Or something ]

I don't know, I thought it'd be nice.

[ Gren ]
My offer's still there.

☢ 1

[digitalhazard]

[Hello, Paradisa! There's a tiny red... something meandering about the lobby. It looks a little lost.]

This sure doesn't look like the Digital World. Maybe I got hit by a data stream? [He'll pause and sniff the air for a moment]

If it's the Digital World, then where are all the Digimon? [Maybe he's somewhere else? ... But where would he be?]

☢ 2

[digitalhazard]

[There's a sad little noise]

I think I found out what my loss is.

I can't eat bread anymore. It's one of the worst things ever! Because bread is delicious and I really, really miss it.

XXVIII

[wilder]

( Anyone who was told he's off in the Dead Zone sans Lloyd and Colette )

[Dead Zone filter]

[Sometime after Zelos made that entry, he's going back to trying to be a loner out in the dead zone. Except that kinda failed since apparently lots of people come to be...alone. What's with that? Either way, it's nighttime and he's currently in near an area near the river, with a campfire set up and seems to be alternating between cooking dinner or just...poking the fire. Because why not.]

What a month...

[OOC: Shush Mimi. The filter applies to pretty much anyone that could see Colette's earlier filter. And open post is open to anyone chilling out at Paradisa Town]