21 April 2014 @ 05:16 pm
[If Yato sounds a little unimpressed, that wouldn't be a bad interpretation. A little chick can be heard chirping.]

What am I supposed to do with a baby chicken?

I found it in an egg and all it does is chirp at me. Does anyone know what I'm supposed to do with it?
 
 
16 March 2014 @ 06:51 pm
 Well isn't this a bit of a surprise. I've never had a journal at my disposal before. I'll have to treasure this generous gift. 

I'm not certain where I am, at least I'm not familiar with Isla Empieza. Everything seems like another time. Someone must have wished for my presence. 

My power seems to be somewhat limited. I wonder what's going on. I called for Yukine, he doesn't seem to be with me. 

More investigation is required.


[After this conversation, more text appears.]

Now that I know everyone can read this, I should introduce myself.

I am Delivery God Yato here at your service. For the offering of one coin I will do any job, fix any problem that troubles you.

If the person who brought me here is reading this, kindly leave the details of your request and I will accept the job.
 
 
13 March 2014 @ 12:37 am
The officials on this island are horrendous. I have never been treated with such blatant disrespect! All I wanted to know was a little more about this island that I've found myself on.

[ Aguri is a lady! ... a tiny one, but it doesn't matter! She's still quite perturbed at that along with being dropped in somewhere completely different. ]

I've only managed to gather what this island is for, what I should be looking for, and that both the locals and the officials are very unhelpful in anything informative about this. However, I've been given enough information to know that I'm not the only one that this has happened to? While that's comforting, it's also very disturbing, in a way that those from different worlds are forced on a treasure hunt.

But, if that's what it means to find a way home then I, Aguri Madoka, will do what it takes.
 
 
[If they also happen to be a member of the crew called Shepherds, they can find Luke sitting with his back against the railing somewhere out on the deck. He's taking a break after a long day of distracting himself with chores and...whatever else works as a thing to not make him think about the situation.

So, he's never bothered using the journal beyond searching through it for possible answers. Until now. He's decided to ask a question that's been seriously bugging him.

When he speaks, it's obvious from his tone that he's not ashamed to be asking this.
]

So, I was wondering... [He pauses.] I know it has something to do with...candy? But-

[He's scratching at the side of his face for a moment.] What exactly is- Valentine's Day all about? What's it even for?
 
 
19 February 2014 @ 01:15 pm
It’s one thing to whisp I, Mr. Denzel Crocker magically away from the only world I’ve
ever known and here to a world that doesn’t have advanced technology.

[The man mumbles under his breath for a few moments.]

Although people are more open to magic being possible here

[That is before his voice returns to his usual volume.]

But that’s besides the point!

[Denzel continues on and the qoutes can be heard in his voice.]

Maybe there isn’t 'proper' shaving equipment...

[After all Crocker was able to use improvisation.]

But when you take took my coffee away! And left me with this...this...

tea. Which isn’t even American!

Now it’s personal Davy Jones! PERSONAL I SAY, PERSONAL!

[This is where the man draws the line. Doesn't somone sound like a grade A luntic?]
 
 
18 February 2014 @ 10:43 pm
[It's late at night when the entry appears and the voice that speaks is melancholy and a bit slurred at times, as if he's been drinking.]

Once upon a time... )
 
 
14 February 2014 @ 11:42 am
[Alice sounds... far, far cheerier than she has in a very long time. However genuine that may or may not be, she sounds legitimate, and there's only a few people that can probably rightly figure that out one way or another.]

Happy Valentine's Day~!

Once more I realize there are many not from our world who may not understand the holiday. [As a businesswoman in training, she understands what it means to the modern business world very well, but she would rather look at the more idealistic side of things there:] It is a day to celebrate love, and the people you love. Something I plan to not let escape me.

However, it would indeed appear as per the usual holiday pattern there is something strange going on... It would seem to be much less... nefarious than some things in the past, at least... [A bit of a flustered tone slips through.] Still, please be careful!

Regardless, I hope that everyone has a happy day!

[Meanwhile, on the ship itself, Mana and Rikka are going to find particularly large bouquets of flowers parked outside their rooms. They range across many varying types of flowers, and are pretty thoughtfully put together. Each has a small note attached, addressed to each one, with Alice's name and a heart on them.

Every other member of the crew will find a pot with a single - but pretty! - flower in it as a token of friendship. Because A) Apparently, Alice really likes flowers and B) Even if they are not likely to last long at sea, she figures the ship as a whole could use a little more color for at least a few days.

Beyond that? Mana and Rikka will also probably find Alice hovering around either of them even more significantly than normal - which give the last few weeks, was a lot - because it's not like she's completely paranoid regarding the candies floating around or anything.]


[OOC - And if anyone wanders across her, candy induced hugs are fine. ANYTHING ELSE... is reserved for Rikka or Mana.]
 
 
11 February 2014 @ 12:09 am
[The writing that appears is neat, but not particularly elegant; just simple and direct.]

This isn't the first time I've found myself in another world with little idea as to what my first step should be. It's strange... It's not something you expect to have happen twice in your life. And yet here I am.

I'm not happy about it and I hate being taken from what's important to me, but... I suspect the same is true for everyone else that's been taken here, huh? I shouldn't just focus on myself.

If I did that, I would just be being selfish.

[Makoto pauses as she writes. She couldn't lose herself, especially not now. She needed to stay strong, for both her friends and the princess.]

Ah... I don't really have a point, I just wanted to get my thoughts down while I could. Sorry if I bored anyone.

Anyway, if finding a crew is really the best way to return home, then that's what I'll do. I'm not sure what kind of skills are needed on a ship, but... I can sing and I can fight. And I'm a fast learner. If anyone is willing to consider taking me on, I'd greatly appreciate it.

[Rather than a name underneath the writing, there is instead something that kind of looks like an autograph. Hearts included and everything. It's certainly a lot more cutesy than the rest of the writing, yet doesn't look shaky. Makoto is very used to signing like this, after all.

It's... certainly one way to end an entry, that's for sure.]