( Let me wake from this nightmare and be greeted by the sun's warming rays... )

I understand if everyone is busy with their own struggles, but if someone has the time to assist me in a personal matter, I would be most grateful. 'tis vitally important, and I will not rest until it is completed ( Read more... )

[The following is a series of excerpts from the afternoon of April 15th in the Braginski household.

3:31 PM: Sounds of minor scrabbling, as Cornelius carefully sets out the required materials.]

I hardly see much point in creating an Ooze here, but I suppose it would be nice to have a reminder of home... I've nothing to lose, then. Let's see, it ( Read more... )

Well, that was almost certainly the most humiliating experience of my life.

In any case, it was completely worth it. To those Russia and I may have disturbed during or after our disposal of that... statue, you have my sincerest apologies, but I assure you it was for the best.

Some things are simply too terrible to exist in this world.

[After a long day of avoiding drones and non-drones attempting to pet the, ah, adorable fluffy bunny, Cornelius staggers home and plops down on the couch wearily.]

[private; hackable]...I tire of this town's machinations... The whole world has gone mad. 'tis useless... My friends and allies caper about like mad fools, puppets to the town's strings ( Read more... )

[filtered from England and America]

Excuse me! 'tis I, Cornelius, er, again. I've come across a young boy here with a hurt arm by the name of England. I am no doctor, and I fear that any attempt I might make to help might only make it worse. If there is anyone skilled enough to fix it, I would be most grateful for your efforts.

So long as he is ( Read more... )

Ah... Excuse me, is anyone there? Such a strange device...

I hate to be a burden, but I... believe there may have been some sort of mistake. This is most certainly not the castle, and I have my doubts that any town such as this exists anywhere in Titania. Am I even still in Erion ( Read more... )

No... No! It cannot be true! I... I cannot- I swore I would not allow this-

Please... Snap out of it...

Ingway...

[Cornelius had unwrapped the package and stared at it blankly, slightly confused. After a moment of pondering, he decided this was a prime chance to experiment, and immediately set out for the backyard garden with a small hand shovel ( Read more... )

Yet another dark spot reveals itself in Mayfield's bright tapestry. But this seems different... The usual forces are not at work here.

Who is this man? What war is being waged between him and our captors? He's no ally of ours, if these constant "gifts" of his are any indication. I fear things may have taken a turn for the worse...

Everyone, I'm sure ( Read more... )