||[Sep. 27th, 2011|10:57 pm]
[AW's in the park! At the moment, she's tending to a rose bush and though the journal can't pick up the words, it's clear that she's having a conversation with the roses on the bush. But soon it's time to go back to wherever ZW is.]
[And then there's the weird view of watching AW dissolve, intending to float away - when suddenly she stops evaporating and instead reappears and oh-so-very-gracefully falls flat on her face]
[She jumps up almost immediately] What the -
[She stands very still... ... ... And nothing happens.]
[And then there is the complete look of horror. She lifts her hands, staring at them. But no, still nothing is happening.]
[Oh god. Oh god oh god oh god. NO.]
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME!?
[[Mutations event! Guess who's just turned human? \8D/ Also, shockingly, there is not an icon that adequately expresses her rage at this moment. Approach her at your own risk.]]
||[Jul. 2nd, 2011|02:24 pm]
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[AW stands in the middle of what appears to be a very traditional Japanese garden. She's studying a Japanese rose bush with a critical eye, as if trying to have a conversation but, once again, meeting with some difficulty. She turns away and looks over the garden.]
Well. At least this place doesn't reek of humans.
[She likes the park, but damn it, everyone goes there. She shifts her umbrella, protecting her from the sun. Ugh, summer heat. She looks a little sickly because of it.]
That child would like this garden, I think. [... Misses her. 8(] Though who knows if she could even exist here. It's better if I never find out.
[With that, she fishes for her journal to write something. Text:]
So this world seems content to do whatever it wishes, "adding" new locations and islands without any indication of its absence before this moment. At least it sees fit to give "peaceful" locations, though who knows how long it'll be before the lights go out again or something far more dangerous occurs. Even so, people seem to enjoy their ability to turn a blind eye.
"You get used to it", indeed.
||[Apr. 8th, 2011|09:08 pm]
[The journal picks up mid-rant:] --And just what is this supposed to be, anyway? This is completely uncalled for and absolutely, positively rude! Hmph! Don't -
You! All of you! Stop smiling at me so vacantly! Answer my questions at once. [Some distant Kiseki babble] UGH, completely worthless.
[The sound of rustling as she turns, and then stomps away] Ugh, is it so hard to give answers when I rightly deserve them.
No matter. Perhaps these fools will be right about "people I know." Not that I wish to know anyone in a place that positively reeks of humans.
I am not amused. If this is some kind of stupid joke, it’s not funny.
I don't approve of being whisked away without so much as a please or a thank you. Much less an apology.
Answer me this, if it's true there are people on the other end of this journal: Where am I and how did I get here? And don't even think about saying "Miracle Country" as if that explains everything. I'm sick of hearing the name already.