GUARD AND HATCHERY STAFF, ATTENTION PLEASE.

I need you guys to HAUL ASS UP HERE. We have to get these things downstairs RIGHT NOW, and this time I can't help haul. There's enough of these bastards swarming the area that I think I'm gonna have to cover for the people moving things.

LEZARD. You, in particular. Zombies hate fire, don't they?

[Drake's handwriting is clearly agitated, almost gouged into the pages of his journal; there are blots of ink here and there where he pressed so hard that it bled.]

Fuck you, Edensphere.

FUCK. YOU.

haven't you taken enough from me already why did you have to take him((ooc: strikes = blacked out sloppily but thoroughly almost right away. ( Read more... )

(Drake's writing is very careful, almost too careful.)

Hey.

Sasuke.

I'll be taking my name back now, thanks. Go find your own.

[The main entry has been messily scribbled over.]

Damn it. Okay, person who's trying to swipe my name, KNOCK IT OFF.

The Wilderness is NOT unpopulated anymore. I was just down there and ran into someone.

...someone who apparently knew who I was.

I don't know what the hell is going on here.

((ooc: CROSSOVER IS GO, PEOPLE. Drake bumped into Shikamaru this morning, and is totally baffled. Jump on into any of the logs!))