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It would appear that our mad scientists have cursed us again. Well, some of us. I wasn't affected. It makes me wonder what sort of method they have to choosing victims, but I guess I should just be grateful I wasn't apart of this.

For those who turned into food? Well, be safe. You don't want to be eaten.

A new year and a new people? Interesting. This isn't really a place you welcome people, though, is it?

As for the reason I'm writing this entry: for Christmas from that giant statue they had, I was given a pair of diamond earrings. [He was a little peeved that was his gift.] They seem to be real diamonds, too, but they really wouldn't do me any good ( Read more... )

[A fancy and elegant handwriting appears. Waltz feels a little bored and he's always found that while he can't stand people, they're a good source of amusement.]

There are so many interesting people here. Some of you have the most fascinating stories and point of views. It's remarkable how different some people can be. Which makes me wonder and I ( Read more... )

 [There's trees all around him and he knows that this is not where he belongs. He easily knew this was not Agogo Forest. It was not this cold.

What about those idiots who had somehow defeated him? What about that bumbling fool Legato? What about--

This is all a trick. Somehow. He knows it.

Right now, he's in the usual New Feather garb and even though ( Read more... )