I must admit, this is certainly a massive change. Strangely enough, the jungle doesn't seem to have been affected.

Amazing. These alterations are not simply mirages, but completely tangible. Real, in every sense of the word.

To be able to have so much power is something I could never dream of, and yet, here it is.

Tifa, have you set a date yet for trying your hand at gardening? I have a few things together already. Seeds, seedlings, some flowers-- A few things I've already given a head-start, so they should be easier to care for.

Let me know when you'd like me to drop by.

People really shouldn't be so careless.

Monsters have invaded the the Island. Most are dangerous, if not deadly. I urge all of you who are capable of recording detailed information to do so, but to do so safely ( Read more... )

It would seem that only certain people are having issues with this. There doesn't seem to be any pattern in particular, and no way to determine who might be affected ( Read more... )

They're suspicious, with no clear motives-- at least, not at the moment.

If anyone spots any odd activity, please report it. It's strange for a military force to move in unannounced and make themselves so public with no one to speak for them.

Youji, don't be alarmed by the abundance of kittens in the bathtub.

It's good to be back.

[The heart-wrenching, unmistakable sound of sobbing. There are tear drops wetting the page in a most peculiar way-- they are not spread out, but in two small pools. Omi's arms are crossed over his open journal, with his forehead resting against his forearms.

Just sobbing.]

[Flip, flip, flip. Omi is flipping through the pages of the journal. For what, even he's not sure.]

Manx? Where -- wh-where am I? Where are you? Manx? My... clothes....

[There is the sound of rustling and fabric as Omi shimmies out of his now too-big shorts, and this is followed by uneven footsteps.]

Please-- I can't-- [More flipping, this time ( Read more... )