stohess: (when i'm stuck)
Annie Leonhardt ([personal profile] stohess) wrote in [community profile] paradisalogs2013-09-07 10:46 am
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OPEN: [insert random itunes lyrics here]

Who: Annie Leonhardt [personal profile] stohess and........ YOU.
What: A newcomer explores the castle. What is going on? What is happen? What is this place evena all about? Why are there no walls? you know. Big ones.
When: The morning of September 6.
Where: Cair Paradisa.
Rating: ???

So this was a new world.

As impossible as it was, it was a relief. From what she initially discovered about Paradisa, it knew nothing of the taint of the titans... and humans, although still small in number, were thriving and free. It was leagues better than back home, where certain repercussions awaited her. Not that she was one to stray from reaping what she sowed, she couldn't help but refuse to accept punishment for something in which she couldn't remember her reasoning.

It was annoying, to say the least. But really, what did it matter? She was stuck here now, and here she would stay.

And so, she'd explore. She would get a feel for this so-called kingless castle, something completely separate from the fucked up political and miltaristic system she had seemingly left behind.

Not that this place was much less a prison...

(ooc. OPEN TO ALL, OPEN FOR ANYWHERE IN PARADISA. PUT WHERE YOUR CHARACTER IS IN YOUR SUBJECT LINE MAYBE? YEAH!

also i am at work right now, so tagging may be slow.

please let me know here here if you want to avoid canon spoilers!)
pastina: (Hee hee!)

Lobby lobby in the lobby

[personal profile] pastina 2013-09-07 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
There's a tot spread out on the floor as Annie passes through. They certainly look like a girl in that little maid outfit, but rest assured, Italy is definitely a boy. He's got sheets upon sheets of paper on the floor around him, most covered in crayon drawings that aren't half bad. There are lots of drawings of all different people, but the one he's working on is of a fluffy bunny.

He's humming sweetly as he draws. Want to investigate the little tot?
pastina: (Big smiles have a point!)

[personal profile] pastina 2013-09-08 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Italy perks a little at the words. Truth be told, no one's talked to him at all about what he was up to today, so he's a bit surprised that someone's talking to him now. He looks up at Annie, wide eyed and innocent for a moment, before he smiles.

"Nnnope!"

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indirectcause: (To cross out what i’ve become)

Up on da roof

[personal profile] indirectcause 2013-09-07 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Ben still finds himself on the roof more often than not. It's one of the hardest habits to break, being a lookout. So he's sitting on the edge, watching the world go on underneath them. He glances up as she comes into his peripheral vision, not quite jumping out of his skin as he would when he first arrived, but tensing up at the sight of a stranger all the same.

"Uh. Hi."
indirectcause: (And what do you think you'd ever say?)

[personal profile] indirectcause 2013-09-07 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
That reply makes his brow furrow. Why wouldn't she think she could be here? Maybe someone didn't fill her in on the castle properly.

"It's a free roof, you can be where you like."

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bezazzled: (pic#6636529)

hobby lobby

[personal profile] bezazzled 2013-09-07 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Mabel knew she was supposed to keep the wishing to a minimum, but she just couldn't help wishing for the latest Critter Crossing game for her GameGurl. And seeing as she'd been yanked into Paradisa before the game's release, she had even more reason to feel justified in asking the castle for it. Paradisa kind of owed her one. She was quickly finding out just how addictive the game really was, and a small part of her wondered if this had been the wisest decision.

Because of this, Mabel wasn't looking where she's going as she walked about the castle, head down and eyes concentrated on the Critters of her in-game suburb. She had successfully managed to avoid bumping into anyone, affording just a brief glance up every now and then, but her luck was going to run out sooner or later. Without noticing, she walked right into the backside of another resident, her entire body crashing against them before she stumbled backward in embarrassment.

Immediately Mabel's head shot up and she took a look at her unsuspecting victim. The girl couldn't have been that much older than she was, but there was something about her appearance that still made her incredibly nervous. Those tired eyes and the lack of any expression made Mabel shrink a bit, clutching her game to her chest as she stumbled over an apology.

"Oh my gosh. I am so, so sorry."
bezazzled: (Your stare was holding)

[personal profile] bezazzled 2013-09-07 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Despite the fact that the older girl was asking about her well-being, Mabel couldn't help but continue to feel rather intimidated by her. In an attempt to shake her nerves, Mabel let out a forced half-chuckle, half-scoff and waved a hand.

"Yeah! Psh, I'm totally fine! Are you okay? I so didn't mean to bump into you." She smiled a big, metal grin. "I guess I had a klutzy moment there..."

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HOW ABOUT A RANDOM HALLWAY

[personal profile] threeweeksago 2013-09-08 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Annie isn't the only one exploring the castle right now. Ellie was dragged to Paradisa close to a month ago now, and she still felt somewhat lost. She still hasn't quite been able to settle into life here and it will likely be a bit more time until she could, so until then... she wandered.

She was on her way back from the library this time, whistling softly to herself as she examined the latest book she had pulled out from it, but paused when she looked up and noticed Annie.

"... Damn. You look like shit."

Blunt and to the point. Typical Ellie.
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[personal profile] threeweeksago 2013-09-08 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, that certainly explains it. Ellie cringes, and a look of sympathy crosses her face.

"Harsh. I know how that feels, though. I'm still pretty new here myself."

Most people wouldn't consider a month as being still "pretty new", but compared to some of the others she's talked to, who have mentioned being around for years... that, added to her hard time settling in, means that yeah, she still feels new.

"Has anyone else filled you in on the weird shit going on?"

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samson: (i was teaching a baby version of judo)

gimme a kitchen

[personal profile] samson 2013-09-09 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
Brock generally gets his food from the market in town, or from his stupid little garden or whatever. Maybe from the smokehouse he has if he is feeling like smoked meats, which, at this present moment in time, he is not.

Because as great as homegrown (or homesmoked...) and locally supported food is, the townspeople in the Castle Royale just don't seem to know what fucking peanut butter is. And sometimes a guy just needs some peanut butter. It's a real problem.

Anyway, Brock is in the kitchen, spreading peanut butter on a piece of bread. He's still thinking about what kind of jelly he wants because this is a really important decision you know. He's also smoking because Brock is sort of a dick and smokes wherever he pleases.
samson: (&doc;)

[personal profile] samson 2013-09-11 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
Brock barely glanced up when someone else rolled in here, because it was a kitchen, right? People came in and out of here all the time, and it wasn't like he recognized everybody by sight, especially not somebody who looks as normal as this girl does. Regular colored hair, regular(-ish) clothes, not glowing with weird power... normal.

So he just resumed making his sandwich, because let me reiterate that he really wanted this sandwich, but the girl... was playing with the fridge. Why was she playing with the fridge?

He glanced over again, watching her for a second. Maybe she was just...

No...

Okay, no. She definitely didn't...

Brock turned to face her fully, leaning one hand on the counter and the other on his hip. "It's a fridge."

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whistles_the_blues: (Gotta take back what ever you borrow)

In front of the clinic?

[personal profile] whistles_the_blues 2013-09-09 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Blues is actually working security for the clinic like he's supposed to be for once. ...Well sort of, he's pretty much just leaning against the wall beside the door, whistling to himself and just trying to keep occupied for the moment.

He's actually about an inch shorter than Annie. The only thing that makes him seem a bit taller is the absolutely ridiculous hair style of his.
Edited 2013-09-09 15:34 (UTC)
whistles_the_blues: (...What are you looking at?)

[personal profile] whistles_the_blues 2013-09-10 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)
It doesn't take him too long to realize someone is staring at him. What, have they never seen a robot before?

Two can play at this game, he's just going to stare right back.

They are the most polite people around.

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hard_talker: ((HHH) I do nothing.)

Music Room for 500 Alex

[personal profile] hard_talker 2013-09-11 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
Mark was going through the stacks and stacks of CDs in the music room, looking for something new and different for that evening's broadcast, something he hadn't listened to yet. It was even better than going through his father's old crate of LPs, back home - there was always the promise of something weird, fantastic, or just plain horribad waiting for him.

He flipped one album over to inspect the track listing, then glanced up as he noticed someone walking in out of the corner of his eye.

"Hey, how's it goin'?"
hard_talker: ((HHH) I do nothing.)

[personal profile] hard_talker 2013-09-14 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Relatively, huh?" He gave a last glance to the back of the album before putting it back down, and tucked his thumbs into the pockets of his jeans. "Relative to what, exactly?"
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Floor Four, Hallway Between Their Rooms

[personal profile] goingrogue 2013-09-18 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
After a nice long walk through the castle grounds with Fanny Cuddlebutts Roxy makes the trek back to her room, the pokemon trailing close behind. "What should we do now, Fanny?" she spoke down to the eevee, getting the simple response of it's name as was usual. "Totes agree. You always have the best ideas."

Looking up again, she saw she was not alone in the hallway as a small blond she had never seen before left the room across from her own. A small, cute blond that couldn't be more than a year or so younger than her. Score. Time to make a new friend? You bet it was!

Approaching, she called out and waved a little, "Hi! Are you staying in 414?"