[James is in a slump. He's run out of metal bits to fiddle with, he doesn't have any new recipes, he's all stocked up on clothing, and there's just about nothing new going on with him in any way.

His response to finally realizing just how 2-D he was feeling... was not to do anything. Which takes the form of him lying sprawled out on a tree-branch ( Read more... )

[Having flailed about town for awhile since his entry into Luceti, James has collapsed somewhere in town with his face buried in his journal and doodling... like a loser.]

Well... I'm not sure if this is a step up, or down from College life... [Facepalms himself with the journal in hand and flops over backwards with the book still covering his ( Read more... )