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Nov. 15th, 2011 02:31 am
[identity profile] deathly-origami.livejournal.com
Um… I know there have been complaints about using the phones for personal announcements… but I remembered some new information and I’m… I’m just so happy! I’ve remembered my home!

I lived in a place called Jinbocho. It was a neighborhood that specialized in book stores! There was a street of nothing but book shops for as far as the eye could see! The shop owners were all so nice… they certainly understood book enthusiasts! They would even set things aside for me if they received a book that they believed would catch my interest! And they would chat with me about new releases and were always so eager to know my opinions…

They were all wonderful people. I hope they’re all doing well…
[identity profile] anemoisity.livejournal.com
The area just outside the hotel is a memorable area, if only due to the frequency one sees it. On one corner of the intersection is the hotel itself. Across the street houses the Public Gardens. Across the other street, shops. The fourth corner, rarely mentioned, is a small park the size of a thin city block. Overlooking the intersection is a statue of some now-unknown local hero.

Tonight, however, it is a different statue. Now it is a classic, a man sitting down looking thoughtful, resting his chin in his hand. Under the statue is a plaque:

LISTEN CLOSELY, BEND YOUR EAR
TO FIND OUT WHAT YOUR PAST HOLDS DEAR
ARRIVE HERE AT THE TWENTIETH HOUR
TO WITNESS SOME OF MARIN'S POWER


[[OOC: In layman's terms, have characters who are curious comment here and you'll find out what happens at the appointed time.]]
[identity profile] prodigious-mage.livejournal.com
Who: All children and teens welcome.
What: The house made of sweets is begging to be eaten explored...
When: Halloween night!
Where: Only five minutes' walk into the woods...

Once upon a time, a very poor woodcutter lived in a tiny cottage in the forest with his two children, Hansel and Gretel.  And everyone knows how that turned out.  Their story is concluded.  This is the story of a group of children who, alone, amnesic, and weary, wander into the woods chasing a wisp on the darkest night of the year, searching for a glimmer of excitement to light their hearts.  This is the story of a group of children, who, if lost, would never be missed, not even by a poor woodcutter. Who mourns those with no past or future?

[Feel free to start posting!]
[identity profile] an-captain.livejournal.com
[Does anyone remember this curly haired man with sunglasses? It's okay if you don't, after all he did disappear for almost a month.

Sakamoto looks quite apologetic...in a goofy sort of way.]


Ah, My apologies for disappearing. You see after a night of drinking I ended up getting lost on my way back to my apartment. The whole ordeal was a big mess even more so after I realized I left my phone at the bar! So if you can, please forget I ever disappeared. I'd like to forget it ever happened myself. Hahahahahahahaha.

So, what did I miss? Anythin' interesting happen while I was gone?

✶001✶

Sep. 30th, 2011 07:21 pm
[identity profile] an-captain.livejournal.com
[Action // Backdated to the 25th]
[No matter where you are in the park...chances are you will most likely come crossed Sakamoto. Feel free to run into him.]

[Video]
Does...anyone else feel like they're forgetting something very important?

((OOC: I am so sorry for being late again and for the short post. Real life hit me like a ton of bricks so tags will be a little slow, but hopefully not as slow as it took me to actually make the first post.))

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