[Tidus starts off with a rather serious tone]
I went to the edge of the jungle for a stroll yesterday, and I found this bunch of dead Shadhavars. Their eyes were gouged out, and it was just an entire mass of blood and meat.
Ugh, just thinking about it almosts makes me barf.
[His voice shifts back into his normal tone]Hey, Utena! Still up for
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[she sounds a little hesitant--the beginning of the entry has thrown her off a little bit.] Yeah, sure I am!
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[he can tell from her tone]
Don't worry too much about it, maybe its just the predators. Survival of the fittest, right?
[aaand he continues on about his games. Tidus, you derp.] Awesome! When do you want to start looking for players?
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Ne...but isn't it kinda weird a bunch of them turned up at once?
[this manages to distract her some, because she is also a derp.] As soon as we can. I bet a lot of people want to play. We could post a sign-up sheet, maybe.
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Maybe.. they don't usually turn up like this.
That's a great idea! Why didn't I think of that before, geez..
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Okay! I bet we can post some signs in the Marketplace, or...oh. People seem kinda mad at "Offworlders" lately, huh?
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Uhhuh.. maybe posting signs in the Marketplace isn't such a good idea. We should just post in the journals.
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...Oi, Tidus. D'you know where there's any big, open space?
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[and just in case, she's directing him to this page, where she explained it to Roxas.]
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[then he reads the conversation between Utena and Roxas]
Oh, hey, that sounds fun, too!
[a pause as he thinks-- where would there be a big space?]
Huh.. I'm not sure about big spaces, but last I knew, the volleyball court was made by one of the gods called Egil or something.
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