[voice post]

[sound quality is poor - he's using damaged equipment]

Whiny little bitches, all of you! What have any of you done to get rid of the monster or stop it from attacking us? Nothing! [a loud bang, probably Dilandu hitting something for emphasis] Absolutely nothingWe wouldn't have attacked the monster if we hadn't thought our chances of ( Read more... )

[in response to this thread]

You, with the white hair and glasses... If you do anything to Aaron, I will fucking kill you. I'll take you apart piece by piece, from your toes all the way up to those stupid pointy ears of yours.

Aaron, you don't need anything from him.

( [private to Aaron, easily hackable because Dilandu's not good with computers] )

...I have a roommate.

It's... nice, not being by myself in this house.

[voice post]

So it looks like you've all finally started worrying about where you came from, instead of just where you are, huh?

Well, stop whining about it! I can't stand all of you spouting off about how people need you and oh, poor you, what about your responsibilities and your friends and your families. Either they're fine or they're not, and ( Read more... )

[voice post]

Augh! Why is it so hot again?! It's as bad as Freid ( Read more... )

[voice post]

Where the hell can I find a live blade around here?!

...

I need more vino, too. This clear stuff tastes horrible.

[end voice post]

I tried to keep a journal once when I was younger, before I was promoted to my current rank and had to spend all my time keeping other people in line. I really hated it.

But I don't have anything else to do now.

Folken, if you could see me now, you'd give me that look, wouldn't you?

( Private, Easily-to-Moderately Hackable )

[OOC: Shortly after his arrival a week prior to this entry - the Monday after the Magical Disappearing Sunday - Dilandu went to the Rai Rai Ken, met Flonne, and had a slight... err, mental/emotional breakdown. Since then, he's been wandering around like a lost child, only half-aware of himself, and as a result this entry won't make much sense to ( Read more... )

I wonder what day it really is? There's something on this desk that looks like a calendar, but I don't recognize the names of the Colors - in fact, they're not colors at all. January? July? Whatever ( Read more... )