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| [People who know Alister might recognize the figure Tidus sitting by. It doesn't look as if he's slept in at least a day, and he hasn't. In fact, his eyes don't even lock on the SFC once before he switches it to text.]I found Alister about a day ago. He's passed out, and hasn't responded since. I don't know what's wrong. But with the power outage earlier, I can't help but think something else might happen, so I thought his friends should [ know.] |
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| [So this week's little incidents haven't really been managing to get to Lenna, but getting accustomed to a lot of new things while everything is going wrong has had its problematic moments. Just now, for example, her attempts at teaching herself to cook have ended in an exploding ketchup bottle. Normally she'd clean herself up a little before making a video, but for some unfortunate reason it's completely slipped her mind.
In short, hello Vatheon. There is a girl here whose hands are stained bright red by and whose dress and face are splattered with a mysterious red liquid. She waves at the SFC, smiling.]
I have destroyed! I will do this again. [...the language glitch mangles 'I wish I could stop ruining outfits, this is the second time this week'. She continues, cheerful as ever, to ask for help with these confusing washing machines and about where to find more ketchup to replace the broken bottle.] My demands are washing powder and condiments. |
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| [ I apologize to anyone who actually speaks Italian. I'm using Google translate for all my Italian blurbs (I only speak Spanish and Japanese, no Italian). ]
[It's Italy, wearing his blue sailor-collared shirt, looking a bit worried. ]
Ve, ve, has anyone seen Japan? I haven't heard from him for awhile and I haven't seen him either. Volevo chiedergli come fare pasta di fagioli, il commercio e l'arte di nuovo con lui. [ translation: I wanted to ask him how to make bean paste, and trade art with him again. ] I just can't find him!
Japan~~~!! Giappone!!!!! Are you here? Ve, Io non voglio che scompaiano anche. [ translation: I don't want you to disappear too ] |
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| Alright, so I figured it only right I let all a Watheon know I'm dyin'. I'm a downright mess right now, miserable, and itchy and I think I'we caught some terrible, horrible disease and I'm gonna be a goner before too long.
[Have an aggravated groan and what might sound like some scratching?]
Auuugh! That's it, I know it, I'm fuckin' done for, this has gotta be some plague, it's bound to sweep through all a Watheon I'm sure a it. My death will be that of a martyr, I'm just doin' my ciwil duty a informin' the masses a this foul disease before it gets the rest a ya.
[He sounds so utterly dramatic, it's probably pretty hilarious really. Certainly making this hard to take seriously.]
I just wanted to say, Sol, I hate ya, there's not a fuckin' liwin', breathin' thing I despise more than your mustardblooded face, and Fef, you're the best 'rail a guy could ask for. And Kar, I pity ya with the intensity a the sun. Our sun, not this weak ass fuckin' wannabe sun this planet's got.
[Have some more miserable little sounds.]
Alright, that's it, I'm just gonna lay here in my respiteblock and liwe out my final moments in solitude. |
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| ( Filter to Cheren )[Once again, Bianca found herself hearing that one of her friends wasn't only badly hurt but was dead. Unlike the last time with Zelos, she thought that he got himself seriously hurt but she didn't know that he came back to life.
At first, she thought that Vatheon could be fun. She was stuck here so she might as well make the best out of it. However, she couldn't help but wonder if it was only a matter of time before she found herself dead too.
Still, she couldn't let herself think such thoughts. Quick Bianca, think if something to say!]I know this is late but who won the Fishy Olympics again? I was in one of those sleep comas for the past two weeks so I never figured out who won! Was it really difficult or was it really easy? What did you guys win? I want to know! |
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