burnt_orangesky: (R u srs?)
I suppose the only thing that can be said for this particular outfit is that it covers up everything important. [Pen taps.] And that it would most likely make wonderful compost. I am not at all certain how it is staying together, actually.

[Another pen tap, then she decides that's all she wanted to say.]

-Fred

[[ooc: She's currently dressed like Poison Ivy. The outfit is staying on with Sphere magic, I guess.]]
burnt_orangesky: (Fred sees what you did there)
[The writing is a touch messy and hastily done--someone's kind of annoyed.]

That man was most unpleasant. Whoever it is who is in charge of the journalmakers needs to have a talk with this fellow--he absolutely refused-- [Inksplatter where she pressed the pen into the page too hard, followed by a pause while she finds a new pen.] to answer any of my questions!

[A slight pause and then the writing resumes, more composedly now.]

I do hope I was not gone too terribly long. Is everyone alright?

I seem to have a number of small luminescent insects following me about, perhaps fifteen of them. They're actually quite pretty; if this is the latest thing the Tree is doing, at least it is interesting and not too terribly dangerous.

[Another slight pause.]

Key, I should like to speak with you at some point soon. I saw something [Pentap.]

-Fred
burnt_orangesky: (Neutral)
The bloody lift has malfunctioned yet again. 00, Composer--do not expect me home for dinner. Aven is with me, so you need not concern yourselves with his whereabouts.

[Pause, pen taps.]

Key, do try not to get into too much trouble, won't you? And good luck against the ants, everyone. I will see you all later, whenever this blasted machine lets me ou~~ [A jagged slash of ink as the lift shakes her out and she drops the journal.]

[[Anyone is welcome to find it on the elevator floor.]]
burnt_orangesky: (Writing in the journal)
[[ooc: Backdated to the evening of 5/24, because I fail.]]

[A pen tap or so before she starts writing.]


If I might have a moment of your time. I have been told that my name is Fred, and [pause] a great many other things. Guy, Bell, and Spring have been most helpful in that respect.

However, I would greatly appreciate it if you would be so kind as to tell me via this medium if you happen to know me. That is all.

[A tiny hesitation.]

-Fred
burnt_orangesky: (Gallifrey)
This place that the Wilderness has turned into. It is Gallifrey.

I shall remain here for some little time. Should you need to find me, I am in some caves within sight of the city, but not walking distance of it.

00, Composer--Aven is with me.

-Fred
burnt_orangesky: (We are not amused)
Whomever has been following me intermittently the past few days, your comments are irritating, highly distracting, and entirely unwarranted.

[Pen taps.] And do please stop rating my [pause] performance in the shower.
burnt_orangesky: (What does *this* button do?)
[Her writing is rushed, a little bigger than she would normally write, in her haste to get the words down on the page.]

What the bloody hell happened while I was away?

[A slight pause, and her next writing is almost calm.]

Precisely how long have I been away?

-Fred

[ooc: I'm assuming 00 was asleep when Fred got home.]
burnt_orangesky: (Facepalm)
[[ooc: Pretend this showed up around mid-morning.]]

[There's an ink splotch, like she pressed too hard with a leaky pen. When words appear, they're scrawled haphazardly across the page with none of Fred's usual penmanship.]


sorry I missed the morning session youth I ll come into work tomorrow

fred

[There will be an IC delay before Fred replies to comments, since she got up long enough to drink some water and then stumbled right back into bed.]
burnt_orangesky: (Your logic makes no sense)
My garb appears to be composed entirely of raw meat.

[Pen taps]

I certainly hope this does not last very long. Aside from the fact that it will very soon start to smell rather horrible, I can well imagine animals will be following me about the Sphere for as long as I am forced to wear it. Aven certainly likes doing so.

That aside, did anyone else become plastered with bits of sticky paper that have 'Hi! My name is' along with varied [pause] occasionally quite rude name suggestions today?

-Fred
burnt_orangesky: (Neutral)
Has anyone seen Youth about? He was not there at the usual time to go running with me this morning.

Youth, if you see this, kindly respond.

-Fred
burnt_orangesky: (Listen to the sounds of silence)
I suppose it is [pen taps] somewhat appropriate that my birthday be marked by a resurgence in these troublesome things; I did manage to evade being struck by rubber balls today, though it was a near thing once or twice.

Thank you for the cake, Composer, it was quite good.

-Fred
burnt_orangesky: (I'll be in my bunk)
[This entry appears late morning. The writing is shaky and somewhat less bold than usual, as though she isn't pressing her pen into the page very firmly.]

Bridge, I am afraid I do not feel very well at all; I shall be absent from the Yard today and perhaps a few more days as well. I am not entirely sure at this time.

Youth, my apologies for not showing up at our training session this morning; I shall have to make it up later, I suppose.

Bastet, as things stand I will be unable to collect from the current Wilderness, sorry for giving you such short notice.

[Pause] Genius, would you mind stopping by at some point today?

-Fred
burnt_orangesky: (We are not amused)
Whomever tied my shoelaces into a knot this morning, it was not appreciated. Kindly do not enter my room without permission again.

[Pen taps]

Rogue, are you about?

[Slight pause]

Is everyone else [very small pause] alright?

-Fred
burnt_orangesky: (Don't push your luck)
Displays from so many different Earth countries--this is an odd place. It is certainly interesting enough, though the giant [pause, a few taps] golf ball adorning one of the buildings is a bit much.

If anyone happens to spot a small black and brown dog running about, his name is Aven. I would appreciate his safe return; he managed to get loose from his collar while in China.

-Fred
burnt_orangesky: (What does *this* button do?)
How very unusual.

Innovator, the packing is taking longer than I anticipated; please do not think I have forgotten your offer. My new [pen taps] 'pet' keeps distracting me.

If anyone happens to see a large Womprat trailing after me, please do not attempt to scare it away. It seems oddly [pen tap, pen tap] friendly, and quite fond of my company.

-Fred
burnt_orangesky: (Shadows and Light)
That [pause] could not have been merely a dream. I refuse to believe it was--that all those people, and that city, were just a part of something I dreamed up.

My true name--or part of it at least, it seems [pause] somewhat incomplete--is Romana. [Pause, pen taps] I will still answer to 'Fred,' if people feel more comfortable calling me by that name.

I see Juliet is alright. Innovator, are you also [pen taps] well?

-Romana/Fred



[Written a few minutes later, after flipping back through her journal a bit]

Boss. If you come anywhere near me, I may have to hurt you.
burnt_orangesky: (Regrets I've had a few)
This morning I realized I had lost count of the days, somehow.

As of six days ago, the 19th of this month, I have been living in Edensphere for six months. Half a year. 26 weeks. [pen taps.] Perhaps I should not go on.

It seems strange to think I have been here this long.

-Fred
burnt_orangesky: (Blank)
It seems a few days have passed since I was last [pause] here. Has anything especially noteworthy happened?

[Pen taps. Several words are started and scribbled out quickly.]

I see the dreams have returned again.

-Fred

[Added a few minutes later]
Rogue, are you... alright?

[ooc: Fred was reborn earlier today, but hasn't written in her journal until now. If any of her roommates/Spamily wanted to be waiting outside the Hall for her, idk, just say so in your comment or something.]

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