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[garforswords.livejournal.com]

[Somewhere nearby, assuming you are in the amusement park, a crash. Suspicious noise to hear in a mysterious magical temporary park, perhaps? But a quick look around just shows an imploded concessions stand.

In the center of it, lying on and partially covered with rubble, shifting very quickly from a bewildered expression to a bored, vaguely annoyed one, is a man.]

...That felt like a landing. I wonder if I was in the air? Nothing seems to be coming back to me...

Hey. You. I have a very important question: did I have to pay for a ticket to be here? I don't seem to have one.

[Let's just play the real things we're wondering about close to the chest.]

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[manjuumagic.livejournal.com]

Maybe! Mokona can't remember~

[garforswords.livejournal.com]

So I'd assumed. I suppose there's no real difference between you and a man like me in these circumstances...

[manjuumagic.livejournal.com]

Hm~

Well, Mokona isn't as big!

[garforswords.livejournal.com]

They say size doesn't matter.

[manjuumagic.livejournal.com]

That's silly! If Mokona was two meters tall, nobody could pick her up!

[garforswords.livejournal.com]

Nobody? Don't be rash.

[manjuumagic.livejournal.com]

Mokona hasn't met anyone that strong so far!

[garforswords.livejournal.com]

So you assume no one is? How immature. If you have amnesia like the rest of us, you've seen very little of the world.

[manjuumagic.livejournal.com]

It's true, Mokona hasn't!

There's lots out there for everyone to see~