✘ 3rd day ✘

[fightemourges]

[ Neku is lying on his stomach on the grass outside, flipping through his journal. He doesn't realize that also means it'll record what he's saying. The flipping of pages can be heard as he stalks his past selves. ]

Huh, so I'm not the first one with that idea. That's so weird. Wonder what has him so upset though...

[ More flipping of pages. ]

Uh, ex

Comments

Journal

[fightemourges]

Huh? -!!!

Crap.

Jouuurrnaaaaal Forevs

[fightemourges]

That's really annoying.

[bro_codebreaker]

Readin' up, bro?

[fightemourges]

Ugh, apparently.

[bro_codebreaker]

That's gotta be weird as hell. Everyone I've known who's been here a few times always says it is...

[fightemourges]

It is. It's as if they're not me.

[urbanlegendary]

At least you can still look back! When I try to read the journal's records of my "past self," it scrambles everything.

[what she doesn't know, of course, is that it's a side effect of the loss she's on :x]

[fightemourges]

Huh, that's weird. I don't have any problems.

[ Then again no one comes out and directly talks about the information involved in his loss or it'd do the same to him. ]

[urbanlegendary]

I suppose my curiosity has to be kept in check. [she sounds amused]

May I ask what it was that had you so agitated?

[fightemourges]

I don't agree with everything my past selves have done.

[ "Past selves" sounds so wrong. ]

dictated;

[ofmywill]

...what's up?

dictated;

[fightemourges]

Nothing, just an accidental recording.

dictated;

[ofmywill]

Ah. Find anything good?

dictated forever;

[fightemourges]

Just that my past selves were weirdos.

[frostandfrogs]

[Oh, it's that nice boy who helped her when she was a cat! ... She doubts he'll recognize her now. She'll wander up to him anyway.]

What'cha doing?

[fightemourges]

[ Yep, no recognition! He'll be nicer once he realizes it was her. For now a bit antisocial though. ]

I was looking through the journal.

[frostandfrogs]

Oh? Did you find anything interesting? [She peeks over his shoulder to see, hands on her knees.

She's not sure if she should tell him, though... but she does want to thank him for being so nice!

A pause.]

Um... thank you for helping me before. When I was a cat. You were really nice.

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[fightemourges]

[ He makes a noncommittal noise. ]

Just that the me's that were here before were stu-