kryptonian: <user name=tapestries> (calm ⓢ on the edge of a building)
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 A couple months ago I realized it was probably worth trying to get out of here via the sky, even though it's not too probable. I mean, other people who can fly have been here and haven't gotten out, so what were the odds? Superman didn't get out, that's for sure, but then again, if you could get out, it wouldn't mean you could get very far before you ran out of oxygen. And I say that as someone who can hold her breath for a really long time.

And after weeks of hemming and hawing, I spent, like, an hour this morning looking at the sky at all sorts of different frequencies to see if I could see where any boundary was, but guess what? Nada. Can't see anything now, just as I couldn't when I first got here. 

So just now I decided to fly straight up and see how far I could go, and guess what? Now there's a Supergirl-sized crater in the woods where I ate dirt on the return trip. Good thing for superpowers, huh? Slowed myself enough to prevent a shockwave upon impact, but I just wasn't fast enough to catch myself completely. 

I've never been so restless in my life

xoxoxo
Kara 
kryptonian: (calm ⓢ yeah okay big boy)
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 So I've been super busy. (No pun intended.) In the past three weeks I have:
  • Eaten chocolate I shouldn't have eaten, but thankfully DIDN'T get bitten in the butt over.
  • Sewn two new uniforms. Sort-of conservative ones. People keep giving me looks for wearing midriff-baring tops in the snow, so this is more for them than me.
  • Ate a ghost pepper and a hanabero pepper to see if I could taste the difference. Result: positive. I could practically feel the ghost pepper moving through my intestines. I don't know how people eat them without dying.
  • Hung out with my BFF, but that's not really something anyone should be surprised by.
  • Walked Krypto daily. I have walked Krypto more here than I have in the rest of my life.
  • Obtained scratches from walking Krypto. Dog, my arm is not a chew toy.
  • Read some truly terrible YA romance novels. Now questioning my taste in guys.
  • Met the Easter Bunny, who I have things in common with. I'm not sure what that says about me.
How's your weeks been? Devoid of energetic dogs and ghost peppers, I'd hope.

xoxoxo
Supergirl
kryptonian: <user name=timepunching site=livejournal.com> (tired ⓢ just so fed up)
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So I’ve been here for about two weeks and I have some questions, after exploring a lot and talking to people. This is going to be pretty long, so if you’re flipping numerous pages in the journal, I’m sorry. (But I’m not actually sorry.)


General
  1. How long has the oldest resident been here? The resident that has been here the longest.
  2. What’s the shortest anyone ever stayed?
  3. Who has been here the most times? I’ve apparently been here four times, and I do not like it.
  4. Why are so many people here from Earth?
  5. How come some people come back with memories and some don’t?
  6. How many people here have come back with memories? How common is it??
  7. What’s the most people that was ever here at one time?
  8. What’s the craziest reaction someone ever had to coming to Paradisa?
  9. What have people tried to get out?
  10. How do you know time stops back home while we’re here?
  11. How many different universes exist here?
  12. Do some of you really come from such, uh... unadvanced worlds?
  13. To people who aren’t from the 21st century: how confused are you?
  14. Are some people here the only people from their worlds? Like, has never met anyone they know, or comes from some sort of “anomaly” universe?
  15. How many people have met people they know, but are actually from other universes?
  16. If we don’t age, does hair grow? Fingernails? Periods??

Death
  1. When you die, what happens? Does it effect the timeline?
  2. How often does it happen?
  3. If people don’t stay dead, are you guys cool with murder or is it still wrong? (It’s not cool.)

Journals
  1. Why do liquids come through?
  2. Why do people bother using them? Can’t we stop using them and instead all get laptops or something? I have never written so much in my life, if it were possible, I would have carpal tunnel already.

“Price Losses”
  1. What do people lose?
  2. If you lose a memory, are you aware that you lost that memory, or is it like nothing ever happened?
  3. If you lose an ability, what happens if you try to do it anyway?
  4. What is the weirdest loss ever? The worst?
  5. Do we KNOW that it’s a price we pay for being here, or is that just an assumption? (And you know what they say about assumptions... Or you should, anyway.)
  6. Why does the castle pick what it picks?

“Temporary Losses”
  1. Why do we even call these “losses”? I feel like that’s a little dishonest, from what I’ve seen and read about, some of these aren’t losses so much as “everything going crazy.”
  2. What’s the extent of what can happen? Basically, what HASN’T Paradisa done, where does it draw lines?
  3. What’s the point? I get the “draws emotional power, we’re batteries” thing but why does it pick what it does?
  4. What’s the longest one ever lasted?
  5. Is there a way to stop them early?

The Building?
  1. I’ve been looking at the way the wires and vents are, and nothing really matches up. Nothing makes sense. Do we know anything else about that? Everything goes down to the ground, has anyone tried going under the castle?
  2. Why do so many people hang out on the roof?
  3. Is the laundry room sponsored by Tide? That’s so confusing to me, you have no idea.

Insolitus
  1. What do we know about the abandoned room in there?
  2. Has anyone tried to map it? I know it seems to change, but is there any sort of pattern, to it? Does Tunnel B go left only on a Monday, that kind of thing?
  3. Has anyone ever gotten lost in there to the point where they couldn’t be rescued?
  4. Has anyone tried drilling or breaking through walls in there? I guess what I’m asking here is does it “match up” with other parts of the maze, or does everything exist on different planes of whatever? I haven’t been able to figure it out.

Outside of Paradisa?
  1. Why don’t people go out there more often?
  2. Is there anyone out there?
  3. Are there no other cities?
  4. I don’t know much about city building, but it’s kinda weird to me that they can have a whole city with no trade or anything. Do the people in the city ever get shipments or whatever?
  5. Why are there all these random abandoned warehouse type things when the city is pretty Dark Ages? Or Medieval Times? Or Renaissance? I don’t know the difference. If someone can explain that, that’d be great.
  6. How far have people travelled?
  7. Do we have a map?
  8. Why don’t we have powers out there? Does Paradisa do that?

Misc.
  1. Why is there a garage full of cars and other vehicles if this place doesn’t have any roads meant for cars?
  2. What’s that big orange crystal on the lawn? I, as a rule, don’t go near random coloured crystals.
  3. What’s the biggest mystery you want an answer to? Having only been here two weeks, I can’t even imagine what I don’t know.
  4. Tell me something cool about the castle that I maybe haven’t thought of.

Thanks!
Kara
kryptonian: (surprise ⓢ wonder)
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[Kara Zor-El is in Insolitus.

She's not quite lost -- no, she's not about to admit that yet -- but she's starting to think maybe she's become too reliant on her abilities. Here, in a maze that doesn't let her see through walls, it's a little tricky to stay "unlost", so to speak. But wasn't that adventure with Kal all those months ago supposed to teach her to not be too reliant on her abilities?

But hey, she's not lost yet.

She's just a little bit turned around in a maze of tunnels and ladders and all those things.

Hmm, what to do? She's sitting mid-way up a ladder with her journal to collect her thoughts.]



You know, what kind of castle keeps a giant evil jungle gym in its underbelly?
kryptonian: (angry ⓢ my heart is breaking)
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[Kara Zor-El is having quite the day.

One minute she's coasting over Metropolis, and the next she's dangling from the ceiling in the lobby. Literally dangling by a giant red ribbon, twisted around her body from shoulder to ankle, complete with a giant Christmas bow somewhere behind her back. She swings there for a moment, taking in her surroundings, and then she gives a huff of exasperation, blowing her bangs out of her face. Is this a Toyman thing? It seems like a Toyman thing. Somehow.]


Alright, Toy-boy. This is the worst yet.

[She looks around herself again, this time scanning through walls. She can see through solid objects and at microscopic to telescopic levels, but she can't see behind her own head, where there is a huge tag that reads "From Paradisa, To Stephanie".]

Five seconds before I start melting things. Five, four, three...

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