Paprika
[Written; Near night time (Paprika isn't visible as she isn't imposing her image)]

I hope everyone has a good dream tonight.

[It ends there. She won't be answering anyone who tries responding. If anything it's only a precaution, so no one can say she didn't warn them. Even if she didn't make herself obvious - it wouldn't be much of a surprise if they knew in advance it was her! When it finally becomes dark in Luceti, at a time when most of everyone is sleeping surely, she'll begin what she calls her own personal therapy. She can't help it sometimes. It's been a stressful month or two for her and she needs to take her mind off it. She needs to live a little. Being a dream, the only real way to live is to merge.

So, why not have a little fun in people's dreams?]

[ooc: Before tagging in this dream hop post please read/reply to this permission post if you haven't already, since it will explain Paprika's dream hopping stuff fully! This is open to anyone and everyone if you so choose to tag o/ No written tags will be replied to.]
 
 
Paprika
[During the afternoon, if one is to catch the journal feed they may notice what looks like a black splotch on the feed. If one looks long enough, they will notice that this splotch is growing slowly. Eventually it starts taking on this form:]



[As the splotch grows, the journal camera catches a young woman grumbling, while rubbing her head in frustration. That young woman being Paprika. ...At least it looks like she's grumbling. Because, no matter how much it appears that she's talking, no words come out of her mouth that can be even caught in the slightest by the journal. Meanwhile the inkblot stops as soon as she does. It doesn't seem she has noticed just yet that her journal is open.]

[ooc: Paprika is back from her kidnapping. Her experimentation side-effect is that her words are being translated into the journal as Rorschach Inkblots and none of her speech can be heard. She doesn't realize this and is under the illusion that nothing has happened to her. The blots can be interpreted in whatever way you want your character to see them as. I'll put what she's actually saying in brackets for convenience. Replies will be accompanied by images, so please specify in the subject line if you want it linked as a URL if your computer can't take image loading or if tinypic is blocked for some reason! Also this post is image heavy in the comments.]
 
 
Paprika
MERRRRYYYY CHRISTMAS~!♪

[Yep, you see that music note right. Paprika is in a very festive mood. And might be just a little bit buzzed.]

Seasonal greetings everyone. Hope you've all had a great December, but January is coming shortly. Say, there's a tradition in my world: New Years Resolutions. I know Luceti probably doesn't celebrate New Years in January, because of the different worlds and what not, but what are your resolutions for the New Year? Goals, wishes, whatever you can think of! If you make it you have to keep it though - a resolution means you're going to work to making that goal a reality!

...Oh, and I hope some of you don't mind if I snuck into your houses and played Santa for the evening. I didn't touch the cookies for the real Santa if you left them, so don't worry I'm sure he got them!

[The following people received a box of gourmet chocolates by their bedside, wrapped in gold wrapping paper, with a little card: "Merry Christmas. May your wishes and dreams come true. -Paprika".

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Paprika
[Around the afternoon, Paprika was released from the experimental alternate universe and went back to being her cheery dream girl self. And, like most others, she thought she was spared from the continued experiments.

Oh how wrong she was.

Like on the first night she arrived in Luceti, Paprika is going to be dropping into people's dreams through teleportation. Prepare to get your dreamspace invaded citizens of Luceti. Please don't kill her for this - she really doesn't want to imagine the crazy stuff you dream of.]

[ooc: please read this and fill out this (if you haven't already) before posting here o/]
 
 
Paprika
22 September 2010 @ 08:31 pm
[As soon as the feed clicks on a woman can be seen, eating a bag of popcorn. She's been flipping around her journal for a while and feels her curiosity at it's peek. That and it's raining. Not a fun day at all.]

Hello everyone, I hope you're staying indoors and keeping warm. 'When it rains, it pours!' as the old saying goes. Don't want anyone catching a flu out there.

Hey, I'm curious: what kind of places does everyone come from? An island, a desolate desert, the ocean, the city- maybe you don't even have a place to call home. This 'different worlds' thing is really exciting! Like a merge of different cultures coming all together...against our wills. [It doesn't sound as good now that she thinks about it.]

...Oh, I hope I'm not prying though. Some people think I do that a lot, so don't be offended. I'm not going to store this information away for nefarious means. It's just a way to spend time waiting for the sun to come up. Exchanging stories that we might never hear in our 'world' sounds fun, don't you think?

[She's about to click off the feed, but then remembers something important.]

Wait! Almost forgot: thanks to everyone who helped me get settled into this place a couple weeks back. You know who you are.