☠ Second Log | [Written] ☠

[vysecaptain]

[During the evening of the 20th, a very short journal entry appears, written in large but neat handwriting.]

Please tell me about the worlds you come from.

Comments

written;

[wantsarobotgarden]

The world I'm from is amazing. [Okay honestly, he doesn't know much about the world itself and knows more about where he lives and the events that happen. Then again, maybe his home is his world who knows.]

I don't know much outside of where I lived, but there are plenty of nice people, like my young master. Occasionally people will die in one way or another, but not always. Which is good, yet bad at the same time because sometimes good people die.

written

[vysecaptain]

[There's a slight delay in the response to this, while Vyse figures out how to respond.]

...Well, everyone dies eventually, even good people. Unfortunately.

written

[wantsarobotgarden]

I guess so, but it's still sad.

Re: written

[vysecaptain]

It is...

[He pauses in his writing for a few seconds before starting again.]

Don't think about it too much, or else you'll just get yourself down. And try not to keel over before you're ready to, either.

written

[wantsarobotgarden]

I don't want to keel over, at least not yet anyway.

written

[vysecaptain]

That's good!

...Mind if I ask your name? It's still a little weird writing to anonymous people with this thing.

written

[wantsarobotgarden]

I'm Finnian, it's nice to be writing to you over these funny journals.

written

[vysecaptain]

Nice to meet you Finnian! I'm Vyse.

written

[wantsarobotgarden]

Vy-se. Vyse. I think I got how it sounds and spells now. That's an unusual name though. Nice to meet you.