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paradisalogs2013-02-10 12:55 pm
wilder) wrote in paradisalogs2013-02-10 12:55 pm
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OPEN LOG: Drunken-induced loss
Who: Zelos and YOU
What: Stupidity caused loss
When: Any point this past week
Where: Library
Rating: PG-13
[Being three-inches tall sucks.]
[It had only taken a day for Zelos to reach that conclusion. He had given up even trying to walk everywhere, as you constantly had to fear being stepped on and every stair was like climbing a cliff. So he resorted to his wings, fluttering around and using the excuse that the castle turned him into a fairy if anyone asked]
[So he had been spending his time doing what he could to avoid people and the journal. Considering the circumstances that had brought on this loss, he figured it was best to lay low for awhile. Buuuut boredom gave way to concern, and the wondering that a loss that was brought on by stupidity (that he is still fuzzy about in memory) is different from a regular loss]
[Which if that's the case? Screw waiting it out because he might be stuck like this forever unless he does something. ]
[Oh and you know, gotta fix those other guys too. Yeah.]
[And thus, if you come into the library you might find what seems to be a small golden glowing light at a distance either hauling books from the shelves that were designated for resident-written things about paradisa or at a table reading the books, trying to page through them to see if there's ANY record of a loss under the same circumstances- though it's incredibly slow because he is smaller than the book. ]
What: Stupidity caused loss
When: Any point this past week
Where: Library
Rating: PG-13
[Being three-inches tall sucks.]
[It had only taken a day for Zelos to reach that conclusion. He had given up even trying to walk everywhere, as you constantly had to fear being stepped on and every stair was like climbing a cliff. So he resorted to his wings, fluttering around and using the excuse that the castle turned him into a fairy if anyone asked]
[So he had been spending his time doing what he could to avoid people and the journal. Considering the circumstances that had brought on this loss, he figured it was best to lay low for awhile. Buuuut boredom gave way to concern, and the wondering that a loss that was brought on by stupidity (that he is still fuzzy about in memory) is different from a regular loss]
[Which if that's the case? Screw waiting it out because he might be stuck like this forever unless he does something. ]
[Oh and you know, gotta fix those other guys too. Yeah.]
[And thus, if you come into the library you might find what seems to be a small golden glowing light at a distance either hauling books from the shelves that were designated for resident-written things about paradisa or at a table reading the books, trying to page through them to see if there's ANY record of a loss under the same circumstances- though it's incredibly slow because he is smaller than the book. ]
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Oh- hey Sheena!
[Yep, just gonna play it cool]
Loss happened.
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This is a loss? [She begins to calm down a bit at that, since she's seen (and experienced) a few losses since being here, but there's still one thing bothering her.
Leaning down, she peers at him.]
Why make you so tiny?
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Like I know that! I'm not nuts enough to understand a crazy building's logic!
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I just asked! No need to yell at me!
[She rises up and crosses her arms. It's so hard getting mad at him right now, but she'll try.
But, she does do him one favor:]
Don't make me smack you!
[And she hasn't hit him yet.]
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And hey! Hitting me might be seriously bad at this size.
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[But she sees his point, and calming down, takes a seat.]
Yeah, you'd probably go sailing across the room...
[She trails off as the image fills her mind, and an impish grin curls her lips.]