✧ Dutiful Recollections ✧

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The spine of this journal is creased. A straight line down the middle, dividing the pages into equal halves.
What was once an enchanting green, is now faded, worn. Loved.
Edges are fraying, a tell tale sign thoughts have been shifted through many times.

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. OOC .
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Much like the other journals and diaries on the forums, the contents of this thread are unknown ICly.
Unless someone has stolen, been showed, or told specifically of an entry of this journal, your character will not know anything.
Please do not post on this thread, as a way to keep immersion!
The point is to give you a look inside Elijah's head, as well as give incentive to maybe rough him up. Or try to.​

 

[Annju]

The following entries are all on the same page.
Seems they happened the same day, and are just reminders.

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Tuesday, 14th of November
306AC

Don't forget!
Josephine Ines Damita Meriet Castillo
Daen girl, came in briefly but was a bit odd. A challenger, no less.
Should prove interesting in the future.

[ This entry is written in Common ]
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Stella has lost her marbles.
Perhaps I should have phrased my encouragement differently.
I don't like feeling responsible for other's lives.
Need to find a way to undo this.

[ This entry is written in Common ]

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There are precisely sixteen nicks in my bookshelf.
I should have gotten a discount...

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[Annju]

This entry is on the page across the prior.
They're chronologically out of order, but you cannot tell.
There's no date.​

Weird goo circle appeared in the slums. It didn't eat through my shoe, and some rando guy in a black get up stuck his finger inside. A rock was tossed in too. Nothing happened.


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The following is very unusual.
Words overlap one another.
Elijah's typically neat handwriting is all over the place, shaky.
Some phrases are in Elven, others in Dai-Li; crammed into any open space left.

Visual chaos.
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WEIRD DUDE THAT FLIES. Tapped ground with a stick, plants grew from out of the cracks.

Ground bubbled & green ulcers appeared. Bursted and left goo around the ground in a circle.

SPEAKS WITHOUT A MOUTH. Has green sacks that explode green leech things.

Arm got lobbed off, and it grew a slimey green tentecle

HEAD GOT LOBBED OFF. Attached like EVENTUALLY gooey cheese. Body boiled with flames touching it.

STARTED MuLTIpLYING AND CoVERed THE STREET??

A SECOND ONE POPPED OUT

VOMD ON ESTELLA

Catapulted selff off with the clone

Wanted the "everhunger"

Ott Pride arken???

 

[Annju]

The handwriting has regained it's typical composure.
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As it turns out, a man by the name of Sean is not as big a prick as he made himself seem the other day. He'd happily greeted me, though it felt as though I was intruding. A rather-- interesting, looking woman was speaking to him fondly. Tough love of sorts, it appears that's the only way to get through to him.

She called herself Ruth. Despite her appearance she was incredibly pleasant. Owes me a bit of Glaunt, future interactions should prove to be worthwhile. I've been invited for tea.

Space has been left, seems the owner expected more to happen that day.​