Fruits Chinpo Samurai

[Little ticky marks and numbers in the corner of the page.]

...Wow... as of next week, I'll have been in Rivelata for a year...  Somehow it seems a lot longer.

Anyway, it seems a bad time for it, but I don't suppose anyone has a job open?

This rain is really coming down. Kind of depressing.

Or maybe that's all the stupidity, death and destruction going around, and the water's just come to wash that spider down the waterspout. Such a mystery.

[the page is covered in rather odd-looking scraps of transmutation circles, half-drawn symbols, idle scratchings in languages that are definitely archaic]

[then, a soft, sad laugh]

I guess there's just no changing people, is there?

[a sigh, and:]

Oh! Oops...

So, this year I decided I was going to send out Christmas Cards. And while I was at the Store today, I found a really cheap pack and they were like. The prettiest cards ever. So I bought them.

...I got home and realized that there are fifty in the package.

SO, I decided that I'd put them to good use, and send them out to any Rivelatians who would like Christmas cards this year! Yeah, it's a bit early to be thinking of this stuff, but the Post Offices get crazy the closer to Christmas you get, and I don't want the cards to get lagged in Christmas rush and get to destinations after Christmas!

So if there are any of you guys who want a Christmas card, just go over to This post, and leave your name and Address. Comments are screened!

Riddled with filth and maggots.

...This city is disgusting, at times.

BEHOLD!

I HAVE BUILT A GREAT WORK OF ART IN TESTAMENT TO MY GREATNESS!

I also have a new flute.





[ooc; visitors to the park will be most pleased to find a large, ~20ft tall statue built in Richard's likeness.

...Out of Shadhavar corpses. Enjoy.]

You buncha giggledicks sure can put on a pretty goddamn good show, you know that? And I'm likin' the arson, good touch! What's up next? Anyone plannin' any public executions? Fuckin' love those!

[the beginning of this entry starts off very serious-sounding]

The amount of murder and chaos is both unsettling and highly suspect. If no one is willing to speak to this King personally, I will do so myself. With no cohesive order, I fail to understand how he can call himself a ruler...

...[buzzing noises are recorded, and pollen dusts the page.]

Lluvia and Lucy. What is this?

...It's flying around my head.

[ooc: Attempt to get CR yay!]

It seems that now would not be an inopportune time to ask this question.

Does anyone here have a wish?

[ooc: I finally renewed my paid account for Yuuko, so she is back in action! \o/]

it is strange--

strange to see so many humans

but there are-

many who are not the same?

nill is an angel and there are others

others, too.

angels like nill.

what other kinds are here?

vamp-

ires? we have read. dangerous.

dangerous--

where is 7?

[she seems to be talking to herself--she sounds fairly distracted. And she's probably stretching--her breath is measured and seems to be particularly rhythmic.] Sure is raining hard today...I don't think we can have volleyball if it keeps up like this.

[the clatter of glasses and various noises of low conversation is heard above the sound of rain--now she's addressing the book directly.] It's slow today too. But at least people are still showing up.

I...really hate all this rain. It's been raining since I got here. [a sigh]

I wonder if it'll ever stop. Che, maybe it's better Himemiya isn't here.

Ah, chaos!

It's been a while since you've been so exciting, Rivelata. Seeing the lot of you scramble about reminds me of seeing the English running from falling bombs, which in turn reminds me of insects scurrying about from beneath an overturned rock...

[sigh]

It's a bit nostalgic, actually. Like the sound a grown man makes with his last breath, just before getting his throat torn out~

Oh dear...I'm afraid I'm homesick...

[ooc: trying to get back in the loop! Rip has very little CR, you see :( ]

And so it starts. Honestly, I knew you were idiots, but to ignore something that is plainly right in front of your face is beyond idiocy.

But while you're all fighting amongst yourself and burning things to the ground, giving him exactly what he wants, just keep in mind that you're contributing to your own downfall.

There are things happening out in the jungle that smack of disaster. You all might do well to pay a bit more attention.

Do the people here and the people that are brought here not really get along? Did the "offworlders" do something? I just can't think that there's a good reason for it.

[Not that he really knows much about what is right and what is wrong himself, Then new topic!]

Don't people normally cry when they're sad? Not when good things happen? Having a heart looks confusing.

Do I even want one?

You won't be rid of me just yet, but a head's up that from Friday the 13th to Monday the 16th, possibly Tuesday the 17th, I will be across the country and without my laptop, so I won't be on at all. Take care, guys.

...I'm very sorry, but we closed seven hours ago.

[Hotsuma's voice is rather chilly tonight. Cue the frightened gasps of three young men caught very red-handed. You can almost hear their teeth chattering as they turn around to face the ninja. The teal eyes on that visor burn like live coals into their own.]

[Finally: shrill screams, almost womanly in their execution, split the silence of midnight. The wayward boys run like all the hounds of hell are snapping at their heels. Their screams soon fade into the distance.]

((OOC: Inspired by what happened to War & Arsenal, three local hooligans tried to set the Tengu's Nest on fire. The proprietor was waiting, unfortunately. In their haste to flee, they left matches and a bucket of kerosene behind.))

[A sigh, and a soft 'che']

Even the kid has a job now. [Quiet groan. She's been putting this off. Imagine, if you will, her sitting in a chair with her head lolled back, and her arms hanging by her side. Another groan.

And then! Upbeat!]
Right! I need a job.

Ishida-kun~ If you know anywhere that'd suit me, I'd appreciate the advice ~ ♥ [Yes, you can hear the heart. Until she gets blunt.]
If you don't, I'm coming to work for you. [And there is no force in nature ready to hold back Hurricane Matsumoto.]

Mm, any ideas? I'd like to make enough to get a place of my own, y'know? I don't know how you put up with so many boys, Kuchiki, but I need more bathroom time. [... She probably dominates it as it is.]
Is there a place nearby? Maybe then I could come visit! [Read: mooch!]

Matsumoto Rangiku. I can take whatever you throw at me. So long as it isn't anything disgusting that gives me a reason to slap you. Right?

Jeeeeeze...

You guys don't get along all that well, do you?

I take one little nap and it's like all hell broke loose..!