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The room is back. Walter's room, um, room 302 is now a normal room. I'm confused. If Walter's room changed back to a normal room a little over a year after he left then does that mean Destiny Island will disappear too? It's really weird that the mansion was adding in things before but is taking them away.
Doctor Lamb, if you're still interested I can show you the room, but it's not any different from the other ones anymore.
[Private//Moderately Hackable]
This is really troublesome. I wish the March Hare were still alive. I wonder if the Mock Turtle would answer my questions like the March Hare did. He doesn't seem very reliable. I've been reading what he's been saying to others and he doesn't seem to make as much sense.
I really wish the March Hare were here.
If anyone is reading this and has any other ideas, please tell me.
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[written in her notebook]
With the new evidence of room 302 I've come to two thoughts. The first is that the mansion can't keep hold of a person's memories for longer then they're here. That everything becomes forgotten by 'the core' (as the Queen called it) after a certain time once the person leaves.
But it could also mean that it's trying to make us conform to it instead of the other way around. That it is pulling our personalities out more subtlety then just by the events. I'm afraid this might be the reason for the disappearance of room 302. It didn't need to give anyone anything familiar, so it took it away.
If that's true then what does that mean for me? I've been here over three years and I haven't left the mansion once. I've died four different times. Does that mean I'm going to lose myself somehow? I really don't like that idea.
My name is Haruhi Fujioka.
I'm seventeen years old and I go to school at Ouran high school.
I was born in Japan.
My father's name is Ranka Fujioka.
My friends are Tamaki sempai, Kyouya sempai, Hunny sempai, Mori sempai, Kaoru and Hikaru.
We're all in a club run by Tamaki sempai and Kyouya sempai called the host club.
I want to study international law and become a lawyer like my mother.
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Added after the event post
.... The Jabberwock. Some of the words from the Doormouse's post were from a poem in the book called 'Jabberwocky'. But in the poem, the boy killed it.
Doctor Lamb, if you're still interested I can show you the room, but it's not any different from the other ones anymore.
[Private//Moderately Hackable]
This is really troublesome. I wish the March Hare were still alive. I wonder if the Mock Turtle would answer my questions like the March Hare did. He doesn't seem very reliable. I've been reading what he's been saying to others and he doesn't seem to make as much sense.
I really wish the March Hare were here.
If anyone is reading this and has any other ideas, please tell me.
[/end]
[written in her notebook]
With the new evidence of room 302 I've come to two thoughts. The first is that the mansion can't keep hold of a person's memories for longer then they're here. That everything becomes forgotten by 'the core' (as the Queen called it) after a certain time once the person leaves.
But it could also mean that it's trying to make us conform to it instead of the other way around. That it is pulling our personalities out more subtlety then just by the events. I'm afraid this might be the reason for the disappearance of room 302. It didn't need to give anyone anything familiar, so it took it away.
If that's true then what does that mean for me? I've been here over three years and I haven't left the mansion once. I've died four different times. Does that mean I'm going to lose myself somehow? I really don't like that idea.
My name is Haruhi Fujioka.
I'm seventeen years old and I go to school at Ouran high school.
I was born in Japan.
My father's name is Ranka Fujioka.
My friends are Tamaki sempai, Kyouya sempai, Hunny sempai, Mori sempai, Kaoru and Hikaru.
We're all in a club run by Tamaki sempai and Kyouya sempai called the host club.
I want to study international law and become a lawyer like my mother.
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Added after the event post
.... The Jabberwock. Some of the words from the Doormouse's post were from a poem in the book called 'Jabberwocky'. But in the poem, the boy killed it.