Dec. 12th, 2009

I admit, I do not speak on these networks much, and I talk in person even less. Sometimes, however, even the archives of knowledge that are in the library and that people freely give up on the network are not enough, and I must turn to others for some sort of explanation.

Though it is not familiar in my world, it appears this stuffed animal I found at my door is called a "Veemon". It is holding a soccer ball, and has attached to it a rather sentimental note. Perhaps it was not meant to be left at my room? There are several other ladies whom might be your "third love" on this floor, and if you needed assistance, I could direct you to which rooms they stay in.

However, I am curious: how is such a thing supposed to invoke the intended romantic emotions? It's... kind of strange all around. Like someone trying to celebrate a new child with a haniwa doll.

Oct. 7th, 2009

35 liters of water.
20 kilograms of carbon.
Four liters of ammonia, one-and-a-half kilograms of lime, 800 grams of phosphorus, 250 grams of salt, 100 grams of niter, 80 grams of sulfur, seven-and-a-half grams of fluorine, five grams of iron, three grams of silicon and traces of fifteen other elements.

That is all.

You cannot make a Philosopher's Stone out of that.

What happened to the souls of these people? This was NOT IN MY CALCULATIONS!

...I am loathe to think of it, given that many in this hotel are not human and thus do not deserve the fate of humanity... but I may have to start converting them...

Sep. 28th, 2009

...This is neither Japan nor the Academy.

There is a closed intranet in this hotel, and those inside the building seem rather social, compared to the zombie-like denizens outside of the hotel.

Is there anyone here that is willing to disclose as to where I have been taken to, and why?

December 2009

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