Post by Lagunamov on Aug 21, 2010 12:17:42 GMT -5
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An improvised journal made with whatever was available at hand.
[/size]An improvised journal made with whatever was available at hand.
Log One: Profile
Social Links:
- Justice - Family
Deciding the computer on board is unsuitable for keeping a journal in case Orpheus can access it, I am writing down my travels in what little paper I got available. I'll need to buy a proper journal, for the previous notes taken before this log are pinned in the walls of my 'room' in the ship, and it's starting to look like a mental patient resides in there. Well, maybe one does already.
Log Two: By Leaps and Bounds
Social Links:
- Strenght - Lillian Owen
- ? - Humor
That was a weird day, though at least I managed to make some new acquaintances. Ok, more like two, and one we hopefully won't ever see again. Lillian seems nice enough, and is not that fazed by some of my odd behaviour at times.
After meeting her at the Clock Tower we encountered some breed of shadows that acted completely different than those I'd seen before. That was when the creature called Humor popped by. God, that thing was weird. We, I hope, managed to leave it behind and get off the planet. Lillian is leading the way as I write this.
Note: I shouldn't come back to Twilight Town for a while. Someone might try to make me pay for that wall.
Status: Finished.
Log Three: Heated Deside in the Sand
Social Links:
- Emperor - Mickey.
- ? - Ain.
- ? - Soren.
Lillian crashed her ship into a desert town for, well, shits and giggles I suppose. Apparently the crash was loud enough to cause some antisocial prick to come check, followed by an oversized talking mouse that reminded me of my sisters' stuffed animals. Sure, she can emasculate men twice MY size just by looking at them, but she still keeps those things around. Either way, after taking down the upper part of my clothes to keep myself from burning to death - and my new travel partner blusshed at this, I dunno what to make of it - we all headed into town for some shade and talk. The destruction of Radiant Garden was mentioned, and we discussed the subject for a bit, but it didn't go much further than that. Lillian headed off first, and I was soon left alone, so before heading back I did a little parkour to check the town. The palace was impressive.
When I got back to the ships, Lillian had already chained the two together. Apparently hers wasn't working properly, so it seems I'll be towing it for a while, and she stays in mine alongside me. As long as she doesn't see the Room Full of Crazy, aka my room, it will all be fine. Relatively. I can no longer walk around in my underwear...
Status: Finished.
Log Four: Destiny's Hand
Social Links:
We stopped at the jungle to resupply, or moslty me. Lillian is staying back at the ships to inspect hers and see if she can fix it or something. I can tell she can barely hold back commenting on my piloting skills, so it's kinda of a good idea to give her some space to vent out anyway.
Either way, that's not the point. As I was exploring the jungle, I found myself on a clearing. Two familiar people were already there, and two others I had never seen before. The man in the rock identified himself as the attacker of Radiant Garden, and offered us information. Everyone present - which now were about six: The King, Aien, a black cloaked man, a sentient heartless, a keyblade wielder and myself - took turns asking him, following his rules. I already took note of everything said and made a diagram with some deductions based on his answer, before memory starts failing. After the questioning was over, everyone started to head off, so I trailed back to the ship, completely forgetting to resupply on fruits. Which meant a second trip around the jungle minutes after.
Back on the ship, I found an encripted file from Orpheus. Normally they'd just send voice transmitions to annoy me, but this seemed to be information. I will work on breaking the encription from now on.
Status: Finished.
Log Five: Mass Destruction
Social Links:
- Magician- Axel
Back on yet another world filled with sand. At least this one doesn't get in your shoes. I went off to explore first, Lillian stayed back and... I want to say did house work on the ships. Either way, a goat guy at the building rambled on for quite a while before I got tired and turned back outside.
Once outside I met this scarecrow shaped guy. A Nobody actually. Red hair, waist that makes you wonder if he ever eats. The usual weirdness you find this side of the 'verse. Anyway, after chatting for a while, we went to spar at the Colosseum, joined later by some... weird thing and Lillian.
Status: Finished.
Log Six:Eighteen Candles
I can't exactly remember why we stopped at a bar, and what followed is hazy, but I distinctly remember meeting two of Lillian's friends there. The guy made me wonder if he had a rainbow throw up on him. And GOD, those pants. No wonder I got drunk, and even then, the image is still burnt in my corneas.
And Lillian pushed me down the street on a cart once I was drunk to the point of not walking. We got to do that again sometime.
Status: Finished.
Log Seven:Dunes of Death
It seems most of what I did this week is drink myself to some level of stupor. Actually, this time it wasn't that bad. Of course, Lillian had to take the 'fancy outfits' comment literally, and brought back a roadkill coat for Axel, some weird Renaissance attire for me with a beard (in which I looked awesome if I may so) and Lillian came back in... a maid outfit.
Uhn. That's going to keep me up at night. Either that, or the close proximity to her rear while I carried her away over my shoulder. Not that I got a peek or anything, the skirt was in the way. So, if you are reading this, you can remain assured only the guy with no feelings saw your buttocks.
Also, stop reading through my stuff. You don't see me going through your underwear drawer.
Status: Finished.
Log Eight: War Amongst The Dead
I accidentally stumbled upon a world where a large battle was about to take place. I recognized the Champion as soon as my ship got even remotely close enough, so I did the only sane thing: empty my entire payload on that guy. Not that it worked, but it certainly kept him from trying to do some stupid speech about how evil he is. God, that guy looked like a giant douche.
A battle obviously took place, somehow the environment changed into a snowy place with a raging storm for a while, before it cleared out. Then the pussy ran away and left us with a copy of King Mickey to deal with. Who I then found out had been killed. I barely knew the guy, but the idea alone of someone killing him enraged me. But, that fake was eventually disposed by combining efforts with its target, a Keyblade Wielder who manipulated water, and a guy who controlled ice.
That thing will remember cut in half in its icy prison for years.
Log Nine: The Mourning After
Lillian and I stopped by at Traverse Town to rest after... whatever happened in that wasteland. We were both a little disturbed by the King's death. And then she started asking me about Orpheus. And forcing herself on me about coming back to Eurydice. Lovely. Just what I wanted, to drag a friend into that hellhole.
Things picked up after I accidentally hit that same Keyblade Wielder from the wasteland with a pebble. She was obviously pissed, while I remained more amused at the fact that, of all people, it was her. Her partner came along soon enough. Lanying and Raen were their names. As a token of gratitude, or rather, to keep her from trying to cut me in pieces with that Keyblade, I offered to buy everyone hot drinks.
Embarrassment happened in the coffee shop. I better not go into details, since I'm pretty sure Lillian is still reading my journals.
... And those two got recruited by Lillian into going back to my world. I somewhat want to strangle her. Yes, you!
Log Ten: In Medias Res
There's a reason I didn't want people coming back to Eurydice with me. A larger crowd means it would be easier to get spotted. Which happened almost immediately after entering the world. We were pretty much stuck fighting non stop for over an hour. I even had to evacuate Lanying out of the world, since she got hit on the leg by an arrow and couldn't walk from the pain. It wasn't serious, but she would have slowed us down. Raen was very clearly pissed, but I was even more pissed off in general, so he kept it to himself.
Once the sun set, and with a couple of minutes of quiet time, I reached my old place. The entire block had been obliterated. It was... hard to look at. Not just the ruins of my house, but from everyone else's.
And of course, it was all a trap. There was nothing for me to pick up, just bait for me to come back home and get captured. Orpheus really fell down the slippery-slope of sanity by training its soldiers to turn into dark creatures and summon dark extensions of themselves.
At least I managed to land a hit on that ass Hammond. And then his Water Spirit extension of himself messed the fuck out of me.
Log Eleven: Vivire Militare Est
Good. Fucking. Lord. Where to start?
I got tortured for the hell of it, particularly the sadistic satisfaction of the higher ups, just as I was being told I would get executed later that day. I was sent to the infirmary to get those newer wounds covered, which at the very least provided me with a nice view of of the doctor's cleavage. And then, off to a jail cell.
And Emma came along, to give me my last meal. Which I didn't even get to pick. Those asses. I was torn to hear that it was her that planned the whole thing... but then she slipped something into my mouth that she had brought down here in the soup. An Amplified Ring.
That ring came in handy at the time of my execution. I didn't know how to activate it, so it reacted at the last possible moment. And possibly because I wanted to get Lillian and Raen out of the mess they had gotten themselves in by trying to save me, rather than to save my own ass. Then, I had an extension of myself fighting alongside me, in the shape of a demonic warrior. I got a hit on His Excellency or two, and then forced my group through a Corridor to Orpheus HQ before he decided to decimate the entire central island just to get us.
My sword was waiting on the other side of that Corridor, impaled on a guard. And then came Emma, prepared to fight alongside two other soldiers. And each had an Elemental Spirit extension. the fights took a lot from us, but we eventually won.
And she played us all. She wanted to slow down Orpheus from going on a rampage through the worlds, so she orchestrated my return, my capture, and my escape. She even let herself get stabbed to give the whole thing more credibility. She won't die from that, though. Even when my head said I needed to kill her, my hands couldn't aim at anything vital. She's still my baby sister. My baby sister that can emasculate men five times her size, but my baby sister nonetheless.
As we left in the humongous ship, explosives fell from its cargo hold, blowing half of the fortress. Then, once we were way, I collapsed for an entire day on the seat next to the pilot's.
That new outfit really suited you Lil, by the way.
Log Unknown: Happy Place
Social Links: -
Status: In progress.
