These creatures are rather [pause] sweet, if prolific. Wasn't someone looking for a hairpin? I found a rather nice one. I managed to get all the rust off, but one of the tines is bent. [Have a quick sketch of Kagerou's hairpin] [A slight pause as she tries to decide which name to put] -Fred

That [pause] could not have been merely a dream. I refuse to believe it was--that all those people, and that city, were just a part of something I dreamed up. My true name--or part of it at least... Innovator, are you also [pen taps] well? -Romana/Fred [Written a few minutes later, after flipping back through her journal a bit] Boss. If you come anywhere near me, I may have to hurt you

This morning I realized I had lost count of the days, somehow. As of six days ago, the 19th of this month, I have been living in Edensphere for six months. Half a year. 26 weeks. [pen taps.] Perhaps I should not go on. It seems strange to think I have been here this long. -Fred

Despite the current [pen taps] difficulties with the journals, I feel I must ask. Does anyone know where Pinky might be? This would be the third night she has not come home; it seems unlike her to not...to speak to you, in person, at your earliest convenience. -Fred [ooc: Fred is unaffected, so everyone should be able to read this. Whether she can read your reply is another matter entirely...]

It seems a few days have passed since I was last [pause] here. Has anything especially noteworthy happened? [Pen taps. Several words are started and scribbled out quickly.] I see the dreams have...was reborn earlier today, but hasn't written in her journal until now. If any of her roommates/Spamily wanted to be waiting outside the Hall for her, idk, just say so in your comment or something.]

[The handwriting is crabbed and a bit spiky, but still perfectly legible--though that could be because Fred is making an effort to write somewhat slowly. Doctor handwriting, lol.] My apologies for startling...now in the body of the 6th Doctor. Replies to any comments will be made with lucky_cat_pin Edit: To hear what 'she' now sounds like, go here! Because funny songs are always appropriate.]

[The writing is almost a caricature of her normal penmanship; the loops are too big, the angles aren't sharp enough, the overall effect is... interesting.] I see I am not the only one to have woken...house. Sorry I didn't say earlier; I have been here a few days. [I'll be replying to any comments with prydonian_child . Fred is... I guess she looks in about the 8 - 10 range. Let's say 10.]

Two questions: One. Why is there a mythical creature standing in my living room? Two. Why does it back away from me whenever I get near it? It is very odd; I only want to take a closer look at it, but...of me. -Fred [Added a few minutes later.] I see that I am not the only resident to be [pen taps] graced with the presence of one of these. ((ooc: the unicorn in question belongs to 00.))

Has anyone else been having difficulty with their chairs? Mine start singing and moving about whenever I try to sit in them. On a different note, does anyone know if the buffet that is currently occupying...only consists of Earth food? I will get round to exploring it properly myself soon, I was just curious if anyone had discovered food that is obviously not from Earth. [A slight pause] -Fre

[Words appear slowly. Writing is very precise, though proper punctuation and such isn't being bothered with.] hes gone theyre gone theyre not here hes I cant find him them they arent anywhere hes gone...longer, though it's a bit late of Fred to try and hide her flip-out. The comments have been left untouched. If you still want your character to reply as if he or she had seen the words, feel free.]