If travel is searching, and home what's been found

1:51pm: Obligatory HMD post! All comments are screened, anon is turned on, IP logging is off. Feel free to tell me anything-- be it that I'm doing horrible, wonderfully, or that you think I need more waffles.

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10:58am: [Have a Sei! Have a Sei BATHED in blood, because the event said hands and arms but you can be dramatic if you want to, and by bathed in blood I mean it's mainly soaked over his right arm and there's large traces of it everywhere else. He seems amused, and simply looks himself over and mutters something about this being such a strange thing for the world to do, but it's not completely audible so people can be all wtf did you do Sei because lol.]

And to think that it will get all over the floor. A shame. [Oh Fuuma come clean up my mess- wait. Darn.]

7:17pm: [Coughing. Lots and lots of coughing. he doesn't notice this part records as he starts writing.]


[....n_n] How interesting.

[replaying the sickness event /o/]

10:18pm: [Filtered to Fuuma // Difficult to hack]
If someone were to love you, you would be destroyed by it.

9:56pm: [.....................]

How troublesome. [Aged back up /o/]

6:29pm: [Accidental Video] Late to the party!
[Oh look! A teeny Seishirou. He doesn't look a day over thirteen (due to the great power of our imaginations), and doesn't notice the journal at first. He keeps a surprised expression on for a total of about a second before n_ning and beginning to fold up his slightly too big clothes.]

Mother?

[His attention eventually turns towards the glowing journal emblem, and he tinkers with it before shutting off the video feed.]

2:35pm: I haven't seen Subaru around lately. I suppose tha

[...]

[Were those sparkles--]

[...]

I suppose that Kamui would be upset if he's not around anymore.

10:48am: Typically, I've kept a track record of taking myself to other worlds. However, it seems like whatever force decided to bring me here has done me the favor of saving the trouble. I'm not sure if I should be grateful or suspicious of their motives.

The residents here even seemed to expect me and persuaded me to write in this little journal, although I'm not sure what good it is expected to do for me. I suppose I should start searching then, shouldn't I? There's no sense in wasting an extra opportunity, as unique as the experience may be.