Hello brave new world! (scribble marks ensue for half the page)

Can you read this Doc? THIS?

(some more scribbling)

Haha! So this magical journal can only be read by me. This sounds... suspicious.

There is no rest for the weary it seems. If we ever return to our own world, I think I'll be taking a very long vacation.

( Grace )

Hm. That was something of an unexpectedly exciting day... tee hee hee.

( Master Thomas )

(the writing is quite poor...almost illegible ( Read more... )

Oh! This isn't fair! Sir Fred is already gone!

Why didn't he take me with him? My love for him was so pure~! It's not fair!

( The Twelfth Unit of Which I Am Surely an Integral Part Now )

We found the Dauntless and we've put out to sea despite some...unfortunate blunders...while getting it out of Obel ( Read more... )

[the page has faint drops of blood, as if from a recently injured hand]

Yeow! Damn. You guys weren't kidding about those monsters... I would've got killed out there if I didn't run into some other kobolds. My hand got busted up when I uh... punched the monster. Looks like I'm stuck in the village for awhile...

Gremio, you're a saint. We've all been worse off without your cooking in this world.

( Private )

Is this not nice.

...

Does anyone know how to cook?

[Filter: Yuber]

About that soda.

[Filter: Jillia]

Are you still around?