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[paradisamods]

[And, quite suddenly...

You're holding your journal. If you already were holding it, congratulations. If you weren't... you are now! Somebody wants your attention.

And get this: it's empty.

The old one's kicking around somewhere, but for now, look at what Paradisa gave you!]

Comments

[psych0p0mps]

[Bzuh? Suddenly she's holding her journal... opens it up, flips through it... all blank. Huh...]

uhh hello?
...
first?

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine is in a similar situation, looking through her own journal when she hears a voice.]

Aradia?

[psych0p0mps]

ah
hello dairine
my journal just went blank for some reason
is anyone missing

dictated; FUCK YEAH SUBJECT LINES!!!

[ardor]

What do you mean first?

Dictated;

[save_the_souls]

Um-

W-What happened to the journal?!

dictated

[checklist]

-and that's why...

Hey, wait, where'd everything go?

dictated back FUCK YEAH EXPANDABLE CUTS

[psych0p0mps]

uhh i dont know
my whole journal just went blank so
it seemed like the thing to say

dictated

[hatesdolls]

This isn't suspicious at all.

[wilder]

[He has no idea what this is for but-]

Second! ♥

[psych0p0mps]

no it looks like youre fourth actually

[ardor]

[There's a recorded yelp followed by something on the journal. Fuck yeah liquids.]

{Written}

[bootsweremadeforcasting]

'My journal appears to have either been switched or tampered with.'

1/2

[foolreversed]

...Seriously?

dictated; OH SUBJECT TITLES HOW I HAVE MISSED THEE

[shotofsherry]

This is... rather interesting.

[foolreversed]

...Crap!! Where's all my notes!? And my stickers!?

FUCK YEAH EASY TAGGING!!!!

[ardor]

Mine, too. I wonder what the castle's up to this time.

oh <small> tag how I missed thee

[checklist]

Oh, wow! This journal can transport liquids!?

[ And yes, there is a hoof actually messing with it. Because this is amazing! And science! ]

Could the old one do this, or is this new? Either way, it's amazing!

[fluthlu]

[There's a quiet, curt round of applause.]

Brava.

[confidente]

[ And somewhere in the castle John Watson jolts awake, having fallen asleep in his armchair, sending an empty coffee mug and closed laptop tumbling onto the floor with a loud curse and thud.

Not the most graceful waking in his life. Not at all. ]

FUCK YEAH THE COLOR RED!!!

[psych0p0mps]

so is this just a journal thing
we had better make sure everyones present and accounted for at any rate

[atadiscoverer]

Well, this is bloody new. Literally.

[psych0p0mps]

thank you i think

that too i guess

[ardor]

The old one could too.

[wizard_redfive]

Mine too.

Uh, don't know. Maybe it's just the journal? [But it's worrying.]

[psych0p0mps]

what
are you bleeding