In my travels, I have encountered many frightening things. I fought my way out of the Netherworld and faced the Queen of the Dead. I did battle with the armies of Ragnanival and fought their commander, a man worth dozens of me in size. I defeated a dragon with little more than blind luck and hope ( Read more... )

[As per the event, Cornelius is speaking nothing but Pooka.

In other words, rabbit.

In other words, he's not even speaking at all, but rather wrinkling his nose and flicking his ears.]

...I'm sorry to say I cannot make heads nor tails of this particular event. Everyone over the phones seems to have taken to speaking complete gibberish, while I myself ( Read more... )

[Well, if nothing else, this has been educational: Cornelius wasn't even certain if the Pooka could get sick. Evidently, they could. The first bout of illness had seen him shivering in the living room in total seclusion; he hadn't wanted anyone to see him like this. He had finally expired sometime in the night, only to awaken the next morning in ( Read more... )

What...?

This is... very strange.

[filtered to Ingway and Mercedes; hackable]

My sword has begun to glow again. I suppose I should be glad, but- I don't know if either of you have noticed, but this town, Mayfield, is entirely devoid of Phozons. Even living things fail to emit them...

None of this makes any sense. Psypher weapons require phozons to ( Read more... )

[Shortly after his confrontation with Russia, Cornelius awakens in the street and immediately wishes he hadn't. Few things beat waking up in Hell to find you've been turned into a rabbit, but failing to protect a lady in need and getting the crap beaten out of you by the guy you were protecting comes pretty close!

Also the pain hurt really bad, that ( Read more... )

[private; hackable]

My father's sword...

Its Psypher abilities seem to have been stifled somehow. I'm not entirely sure if there any Phozons in this place at all, so perhaps that may be the problem. In any case, it doesn't matter.

This weapon was forged from the jewels of the Netherworld. My father slew a Demon Beast with it. It has saved my life more ( Read more... )

[[Prince Cornelius of Titania was no fool. He had already spent more than one afternoon watching his fellow captives hunting rabbits and the scarce wildlife Mayfield had to offer. He was acutely, and quite uncomfortably, aware of his own long ears, fluffy tail, and potentially appetizing hindquarters.

He can currently be found in the Braginski ( Read more... )

This... This is madness. Insanity. I did not think them human, but even so, how could... Why would anyone do such a thing?

I'm sure word has reached most of you, but in case anyone has not already heard, do not open the boxes underneath the tree in your house. Suffice it say their contents are... unpleasant. If anyone would like some help disposing ( Read more... )

This is... admittedly not the first time I've awakened in a strange place with no memory of my arrival. And I daresay this quaint little house is a fair bit more pleasing to the eye than Odette's realm. Still, I'd really have preferred to remain where and when I was.

No time to panic, I fear. I must return home immediately. Princess Velvet...

Excuse ( Read more... )