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[mirror_mod]

Yesterday communication from the missing residents cut off abruptly.

Today the sign in the journal is far darker. Literally.

A dark stain appears in the upper corner of one of the pages and it’s ever so slowly spreading in a very unnatural fashion. Then tendrils of ink to move and twist across the page before your eyes as if it were actually a part of the page itself rather than a mar on its surface.

It’s not long before a message appears nearby:

Time is running out

Comments

[supes]

I'm serious. That's why we need to know what they need, instead of pitching whatever comes to mind at them!

[wilder]

Sure, but I don't think they have time for details if they're being chased.

[supes]

They've already gotten a couple requests through.

[wilder]

Then...until we get more, all anyone needs is love~?

[He's got nothing Ok. So out of his element here]

[amiable]

[ Zelos come over to the shoujo side.

We have cake. ]

[supes]

[Yeah, it's great here. Delicious cake, lovely company, a positive atmosphere. Other than the occasional dickwad who thinks having strong morals and an unrelenting love for people is ~uncool~, it's a pretty fantastic, chill life B)]

[wilder]

[Well I guess that sounds better than the JRPG side of "everything sucks forever and ever in absurd and crazy ways that no one will ever believe".....]

[What flavor is this cake.]

[amiable]

[ Superman is always super kakkoii in her book. ]