As good-looking as this outfit is, it's really a pity it's sort of hard too appreciate when I look like a shadow of my former self.

Plus the getting-noticed thing is going to be way harder like this. Not that that's necessarily a bad thing.

There was no crystal, no warning. And she's pretty damn sure there's not going to be having a comforting drink after this unless she buys it herself, before everything melts around her, into a memory.

( this is the cut that Anne forgot )

[Someone's journal has been through a rough time of it, by the looks of things. Crisped page edges, wrinkles that have been smoothed out again, a mysterious stain that isn't water, smudges of various whatever... Where exactly has she been keeping this thing?Those stupid ant things are back. But at least it's better than those silly dragons, at ( Read more... )

So I'm sitting here, wondering. What happens if something falls off?

The islands, I mean. Like a cup. Or a journal, or a person.

You know, just wondering. No reason.

(Cut for slightly some creepy imagery--oh, and snakes)

OPEN TO ALL

( It means whatever you want it to )

[In the journal is a hastily scrawled list, an explanation to the side reading: "This song is kind of catchy but I need to remember what I saw". Some items are scratched out past legibility as she remembers the journal can be seen by all, but the majority is just a list]

five four-person group
gathering info
giving orders -- leader?
stealth guess ( Read more... )

SENSES: Sight/sound
SUMMARY: Tomoe leads a squad, gathers intelligence about a weird army, sneaks about, and nearly gets herself killed attacking/being attacked by someone who is definitely not the guy from her dream. Oh and she shoots snakes out of her hands. All in a day, right?

( I'm gonna bet they won't be expecting that )

So I guess all we have to deal with now is a few overly-friendly plants, huh?

I can deal with that. Now that I'm not SIX INCHES TALL or anything.

...Do people still taste like things other than themselves or is my fun with that over?

[ooc: Hey! So uh, technically I'm not off hiatus until tomorrow, but provided that life doesn't kick me in the ( Read more... )

As interesting as that was, I am apparently still expected to find a job. So, hey, we ignore crazy voices and weird things on radios and instead be ~productive~ and all.

The Guard and the Adventurer corps, they both look good. I hear they both have auditions. Who would I talk to -- or write to, I guess-- about that?

So I'm stuck here, huh? I mean, not like I've got any place else to go I guess, but still. Whoever thought I'd end up in a tree? A tree in a bubble. Weird. And they expect me to get a job and be a 'productive member of this freaky tree society' or something ( Read more... )