( private :: notes off-journal, written then trashed )

Soft, sickly, those dashed out of your right minds-there's something you need remember.

Think. Do you know?

[ The journal's camera is obscured. The text's all anyone can see. How suspicious. ]

For those who do and those who don't, ask yourselves: of what are you most afraid?

[ ooc | Backdated to this afternoon. All responses are anonymous ( Read more... )

[ Kicking your journal out of bed, however accidental, is a surefire way to start a recording. At first, all it picks up is the vague occasional mumble in the darkness and the sound of someone rolling over. And rolling onto something that shouldn't be there ( Read more... )

( private filter to 'self' :: 90% unhackable )

[ On what is a regular hot summer afternoon, there is a boy sitting in a clearing, muttering to himself and very carefully lighting something on fire. His journal lies forgotten at his side, but that's just as well. It's a pretty big fire. Feel free to drop by ( Read more... )