[Yorda sounds almost as though she's on the verge of tears - however, her voice remains quiet and steady]

Urd is gone now. I can not find her. I am going to find the floor, now. I do not wish for anyone else to disappear. I will help. [another moment, and she takes a deep breath] I am grateful for the time I have had here, and I love the friends I have made. I will miss you.

Nonomori. Good bye.
29 December 2012 @ 04:02 pm

We need to stop Xemnas, and we need to stop him now.
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09 September 2012 @ 11:42 am
Well, that shook things up. Too bad 'bout the city but what can you do?
05 September 2012 @ 01:38 am
How many more people are going to have to die before you bitches will finally show yourselves?

Or am I going to have to "recruit" everyone here to come and defeat you?

Oh that sounds like a good idea! Maybe I'll start cooking up a lovely dish of magicallabbiata for some random people! I'm sure a lot of them would simply love to get back at everything that happened to them!

If you don't want all this blood on your hands, show yourselves!
14 July 2012 @ 12:46 am
[Mao sounds a bit tired and a little in pain] O, Oi... You people seen some girl who looks like a neon pink, flower-themed villain reject? [he coughs]

Dammit... How long have I been out?!

A, Anyway, just let me know if you've seen her or not! I've got a score to settle!
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27 June 2012 @ 02:14 am

*If you were around Niflheim earlier today, you might have heard an explosion and a big commotion as a building fell down. If you weren’t present for it, do not worry, a picture is included in this post, showing said collapsed building.*

Hahahahaha! Still believe that demons aren't real? This is just a demonstration of my power! If you don't believe me yet, I'll just have to do it over and over and over again until I get it through your thick skulls! This is the power of a demon! This is the power of an Overlord! With my 1.8 million IQ, I'll make all nonbelievers' lives a living hell! Hahahahaha!

*This isn’t Mao’s usual journal, but the picture says it is and his voice sounds about right. Clearly, it must be him, right?*
02 June 2012 @ 01:13 am
So, you’re the lot that wants to find a way outta here. Funny, it looks to me like you don’t.

Yep. Settling into those bogus homes of yours, I’d say you’d just about given up. And here I thought you’d have a little more fight in you, all things considered. Guess you don’t care as much about your friends as they thought. I mean, just look how long they’ve been waiting for you to come home. After this long, can’t say I’d wanna wait for you either.

But, hey, that works for me. With you all here, that just means one less thing in our way. All according to plan; I should have known he’d be right about you.
12 May 2012 @ 11:30 pm

Ahhh, it would appear that I’ve gotten separated from my friends. Saki-chan? Kazumi-chan? Where are you girls? I don’t seem to recognize this area, but I think I’ve narrowed it down a bit.

I’m sorry to bother everyone, but could anyone point me out in the right direction?

((OOC: Yuuri is capable of changing her form and mimic other people perfectly. This isn't her normal journal, but a spare one she obtained while pretending to be someone else. Unless noted otherwise, she will be tagging under "Satomi" and not herself.))
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16 March 2012 @ 03:32 pm

Do you know how good it feels to actually get a full week's rest? Why couldn't I have done this sooner? Oh yeah, the drums. They hang around, but now it's like a soothing sound. Could say I've grown to love them. HA! No nightmares, no waking to a cold sweat and a drum beat. I feel like I could eat three cows worth of meat, but I'm
awake. If I were human, I'd do this all the time. Phew.

SO, what have I missed, eh?
14 March 2012 @ 04:57 pm
[when Marluxia speaks, his voice sounds a little more emotionless than usual, as though he's trying to keep what memory of unease he has from leaking through. This information troubles him greatly--enough, obviously, to eschew his typical cloak of anonymity] While taking a look through documents in my possession, I've come across something... curious. Secrets are being kept from us all, it seems--more than we could have possibly imagined.

As there are more than a few of you who are unlikely to take me at my word, allow me to provide you with an image of the document itself. There are pieces missing, but I assume you can understand the gist of it, as well as the insight into our dilemma it provides.

((cut for image)) )
24 February 2012 @ 03:06 pm
It’s come to my attention that I really have no idea what I’m doing here. Not ‘here’ as in this place — although, yes, that as well — I mean here at this present moment in time.

Specifically here.
This moment.
Right now.

What I am doing right now, in this moment, specifically here — is attempting to plan a wedding. A blue wedding — it has to be blue, no exceptions — but so far all these books are lacking with blueativity. That is, blue creativity. The only things I’ve managed to find are traditional things that are needed, something borrowed, something blue, something old and something new.

Well I already have something borrowed, that would be the groom — although I’m not sure if I would call it borrowed or stolen, either way my Thief will do.

The something blue would be the wedding itself, blue. Blue I tell you, no exceptions!

Something old might as well be myself, I am more than ‘over the hill’ in age as the human saying goes…

Something new, though… Would the experience count as new? …Bah!

Does anyone know how to plan a wedding? I would ask my Thief, but I’m sure he doesn’t have a clue.
Suggestions would be appreciated, yes. Thank you!
22 February 2012 @ 01:58 pm
[although her voice sounds shaky, her voice is just as soft and gentle as it ever was]

I am sorry if I worried anyone. I do not know where I was taken, but I am here now. I am alright. I was not allowed to contact anyone while I was shut away. I had to remain with him, or he would have hurt people. I will be more careful.

Is everyone well? I have worried about you all.
10 February 2012 @ 06:09 pm
[Long Gasp]

Hey there, hi there, ho there Paixaonians!

How are all of you? I’m swell myself, I just flew here from Agrabah, and boy are my arms tired!

Cricket Chirping.MP3

G-Get it? My arms are… Hooooo boy, tough crowd. Anyway no matter, allow me to introduce my fabulous self. The name’s Eden. That’s spelt, E-D-E-N, you can call me Eddie, but I’m not a guy. Thank goodness, otherwise I wouldn’t look good in those skirts, know what I’m sayin’~?

Anyway, it’s a pleasure to meet y’all. I’m sure we can all get along splendidly. Thinking about cooking up some eggs and bacon for my new master Terra, oh she is such a sweet heart~! Oh-! Oh this was announced to all of Paixao. Oh well, I don’t mind because it’s true. TERRA YOU’RE A SWEETHEART, I WANNA SQUISH YOUR CHEEKS, YOU’RE SO CUTE!
12 October 2011 @ 05:22 pm
[the recording begins with a loud clatter, and a desperate cry in Yorda's usually soothing voice can be heard] No!

[and then there's the sounds of struggling, as though Yorda is fighting with all her might to break free, and of heavy, sure footsteps and soft, dragging ones on strange earth. And there's a terrified gasp and a quiet sob - Yorda again - and the noises abruptly vanish.

Many more moments of relative silence pass, with only the sound of soft winds rustling through crystalline leaves, until the distinct sound of a curious chocobo picking at something - probably journal keys]


[and suddenly, the recording cuts out]
09 September 2011 @ 01:28 pm
What is a sleepover? Urd has told me I should have one, but I do not know what it is. What is done during those times? I sleep over my bed, but it does not seem like something I can do alone. There is much I do not know about, and I would like to learn more.
Hello everyone! It's the Doctor here. ...the one that doesn't eat fish custard or wears a bow-tie. The one that was here first.

Right, so, just to get this out of the way now-- No, I'm not sure where my future self has gotten to, but I doubt there's any reason to be alarmed, well, not too much anyways. Not yet. You see, if I--he is in some kind of trouble, well, he's rather good at getting out of trouble. So there's no reason to panic. [Though he's saying this, there is a faint concern hidden in there.]

So, yes, where was I? Ah, right. Me, being here first.

You see, when I arrived here I was in my TARDIS. It's been sitting at low power for some time now, but there was a reason for that. Now that we've been here so long, I was able to use the power she's managed to store up, along with some modifications, to get the scanners, well, scanning. Scanning beyond the castle, to be exact.

And, well, that's the good news I'm afraid. Bad news from here on out.

[The Doctor's tone shifts at this point. He's serious... very serious, and obviously a bit bothered at what he learned.]

There's nothing out there.

No, it's not that they aren't working, believe me, they're working. There just was nothing to scan--no planets, stars or even strange anomalies. Just... emptiness.

Now, I wasn't able to boost the scanners enough to determine just how large the dimension we're in IS. It's possible we could be in some sort of pocket universe. Or there could be some sort of barrier, but the scanners should have picked up anything like that. Or, well, it's hard to say until we find out more about where and what this place we're in is.

I really do wish I'd had good news. We're about due for some at this point, I'd say.
25 August 2011 @ 08:52 pm
This is the first time I'm using this technology that you people call "journals".
Indeed, I believe this might prove to be useful. For now I will leave a notice for my master, the soon-to-be Overlord Mao, the most evil Overlord the universe shall know.

Young Master please refrain from staying close to Miss Yorda.
She's worse than a delinquent and a terrible influence
(Trying to keep her at bay 24/7 is getting on my nerves.)
Young Master, always keep in mind that you're an honor student!

As for the rest of you, don't meddle, it's troublesome.
20 July 2011 @ 10:49 am
[A few moments of hesitation, and Yorda's voice is heard. She's even quieter than usual, sounding apprehensive and even a little afraid. She also sounds as though she's been running for awhile.]

Mao, please come back soon. There is something wrong.
16 June 2011 @ 10:10 pm
[OOC Yeah, I'm sneaking back in here...]

I have spent too many weeks alone with my plants, in contemplation and in prayer.

I wish to explore the places outside the city, but would request a guide. Any who would take me, please reply.
10 May 2011 @ 10:24 pm
Guys! There’s a large group of treacherous heartless, nearby City Hall right now. And Remus and I are stuck, because THEY CORNERED US AND WON’T STOP ATTACKING!! Awwo, this is bad, this is really bad. Remus casted a barrier to keep them from attacking us, but we can’t just stay here! Please! Anyone?! We need your help!!!

((OOC: Just as a note. This entry is backdated to Week 29.))