One Lie is more Interesting than a Thousand Truths

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[ooc: He left his communicator on when it happened...]

Another exciting day, it seems. What's all this talk about there not being enough room? Are you all trying to say that the dam has broken?

Honestly... This place always has some new lure to reel us in with.

At any rate...

Any beautiful ladies who have just arrived... Won't you let me reel you in? ♥

The confusion has been... interesting these past few days. So many things have taken place, I felt as if I could simply sit back and watch.

[Private to Momomiya Ichigo]
...Ichigo-chan, you look cute in that outfit. Also, the coffee I love so much... DenLiner brand. ♥ I feel reborn already.
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To the ones going to find Jenny-chan at the hospital... Allow me to assist.

[ooc: FAIL MUN IS INDEED FAIL. *SO LOST* what have I miiissed since at least sept 29th??? @_@; ]

[ Private ; very hard to hack ]

Voices calling out to those upon the shore... It's strange, I would have thought that I would never have to hear another voice like that calling out to me. It's quite similar to that one voice that used to constantly speak in my mind, telling me what my duty as an imagin is and what I have been created to do. To fly to the past in order to destroy the future... What an undesireable path to follow. I much rather following my own path. ... I never imagined I would think about him and what his influenced caused, though.

... Kai.

That is one fish I would never like to reel in again. Throw it back and let it be.
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And so things go on. The fishing season begins to pass, the lake will cover itself in a layer of cold rejection... Someone as cool as me is not bothered by the cold. ♥

Ichigo-chan seems to have disappeared from the high school. And I am once again alone. Except for that strange voice.

I'd much rather like to go fishing again... But I have a feeling something ominous is on the way. An imagin's intuition is never wrong.

Another day of screaming. This is what you all get for having your heads filled with seawater as opposed to an actual brain. But perhaps that's all they had left in stock.

Could you at least tone down your screaming somewhat? Flipping through channels and that is all I can catch. It's a bother.

First that empty-headed brother of Franziska's, then three more or so victims... What are the numbers now?

You're all being hooked too easily. I suppose you don't deserve the words of praise others give you.