Sometimes it makes more sense to take a risk than to sit and watch things slide by.




I only hope this will trigger events in our favor.

You really like to rub it in, don't you Sousuke?

Hmmm, perhaps I should start being a little more organized here. My thoughts are scattered everywhere at the moment, and I'm not entirely sure if that is best.


But I won't speak of Organization here, because I've been warned that such a word is a terrible thing here in Paixao. (Or maybe they were talking about someone named "Organization"?) Probably not. Wonder if anyone knows about this. I will definitely look into it-- the person who mentioned it sounded terribly distressed.

So, on the other hand~~ I have found my precious lovey Yoruichi. Thus---! Oh-- I lost that train of thought. It was going to be a triumphant moment of glorified genius, but I guess it passed. As of right now, she is sulking like a 5-year old who didn't get candy sitting up in the room, wearing my robes even if she doesn't really want to.


Really need to find time to find some new ones, actually. And milk.

Yes, milk.

Hahaha XDDD *is a loser now* Couldn't resist jumping on, with the rest of the band. Why? Because it looked like a party, and I LOVE parties. :">

Anonymously or not, please give your COMPLETELY HONEST opinion of how I portray my character(s). Good, bad, neutral, whatever. Try to keep it constructive, not just "OMG I HAET U!!!11 U SUX LOLOLOL."

So, shoot away my lovies. :"> Criticism is amazing. Although, if it gets too fiery, I shall make use of it on my internet marshmallows, because that's the way to be. :D

Uhm, for reference, I play Urahara Kisuke: sandalxhat and Ichimaru Gin: shootxtoxdeath

I love my job I love my job I love my job I love my job.












For the record, my brain has been broken. It fell out today. I'm sorry.

Met someone I vaguely knew today, via the network. We talked, and it was grand, GRAND I say. :"> He says he will help me find Strawberry, and that he'll be coming to save me from the Charming gaptoothed lady find some work and possible lodging here at the hotel.

( A chat of sorts. )


Oho, he's such a delightful person, isn't he?

I have concluded, that indeed, aliens exist.

They MUST! For how is it that I was sucked up into a giant lightbeam (that wonderfully blinding light that I am yet recovering my eyesight from)? Then again, I could've just been watching too much Star Trek beforehand.


Shame, I didn't even get to say "Beam me up, Scotty!"


This journal is amazing. Maybe if I figure it out quick enough (though I already found most of the functions), I can duplicate it and sell it back home. Yes! I can smell the money already. <3