first entry | where are we??

[eternalea]

Sender: Gerda | The Snow Queen
Recipient: Everyone

[Sorry not sorry for the godawful scrawling over the journals, Index, but Lea has the handwriting of a very intelligent chicken.]

okay so this is clearly not Atlantica. can anybody read this???

[The first reply is from someone with MUCH neater handwriting]

I doubt anybody can read your chicken scratch.

[As the other person is writing:]

I’m literally right here why are you writing that

[There’s no visible response to Lea’s question.]

As Lea was saying, this is clearly not Atlantica.

yeah I look like an Arendelle reject and I don’t even know what Isa’s wearing.

really hope people are reading this

If people are reading this, let’s hope they have actual information.

[...]

It’s a robe, Lea.

[While Isa’s writing that, Lea is sketching a rough aproximation of Isa in his kimono and then Isa in a robe, labeling them "???" and "robe" (with the most exaggerated lineface known to man). He crosses out the "robe" drawing because that’s not a robe, Isa]

[These two are in the middle of town, probably bickering over stupid things like the kimono and ice cream and are available for action shenanigans!]

Comments

[shslliar]

[And the first person butting in on this nonsense is definitely not someone these two know. In fact, the reply is clearly marked as coming from someone named "Oma, Kokichi" with the essence of "Lampwick."

There goes the element of anonymity. Drat.]

Hey you two, I'm pretty sure your cries for help are getting lost in the arguing and chicken scratch.

Also, I think that's a kimono. [The sentence is accompanied by an arrow pointing to that drawing of Isa in his kimono.]

[eternalea]

I dunno, got you to answer didn't it?

[shslliar]

[...]

Yep! Ya sure did! You should have a prize.

[eternalea]

great! where are we

[shslliar]

[Okay, let him look through this new journal he got. This Storyteller guy was kind enough to write up an explanation for him shortly after he woke up here... Wait.]

What do you mean "where are we?" Didn't that glowy book of yours have a tutorial somewhere?

[afterthemoon]

A kimono?

[Seemingly ignoring the convo this guy is having with Lea]

[shslliar]

Yeah. It's like a really old style of robe worn at fancy shindigs and festivals.

In Japan.
Where I'm gonna guess you've never been.

[afterthemoon]

No, I've never been.

[See, Lea, he told you it was a robe!]

[shslliar]

Really?! You don't get out much, do you?

Action-ish

[ricebird]

[Kotori will answer her journal in a bit. Right now she has her arms full with grocery bags; she’d taken a short trip back home after coming back from the last story, and even though the trip was short and she has a magical donabe (which is currently tucked under her arm and serving as an extra grocery vessel), she still likes having fresh ingredients arou—whoops there goes an apple, happening to roll Lea and Isa’s way. Maybe they can get some help (and free food) in exchange for a good deed?]

[eternalea]

--not a robe, that looks nothing like a robe, Isa!

[The apple hits Lea's boot, getting him to stop arguing with Isa and notice it and the girl who likely dropped it. He bends down to pick it up.]

Hey! This yours?

[ricebird]

[Aaaand cue Kotori turning to where the voice is while trying (and failing) to keep more produce from falling.]

U-um yeah, sorry about that, sir!

[eternalea]

You're fine--hey, Isa, c'mon.

[And jogging over to help.]

What can I take from you?

[afterthemoon]

[Isa follows not far behind.]

[twilightskey]

[Roxas had just been chilling out at home when his journal went off to a ping... or, well, several pigs. It catches his curiosity, but once he opens the journal and reads what's being said, he pauses. Then, rereads the whole thing.]

[Holy crap. Was this who he thought it was?? He hastily writes back.]

Axel?? Saix??

[eternalea]

[Wait.

Wait he knows this handwriting.

Also who else calls him Axel anymore?]

Roxas?!

[twilightskey]

[Holy crap, it is who he thinks!!]

Axel!!

When did you get here??

[eternalea]

I dunno, few days ago? We were mermaids so we just figured there was a glitch with the gummi ship and we landed in a weird part of Atlantica

obviously not

where are you?!

[twilightskey]

Oh, that was the Draft we were in...

Nevermind, I'll explain later.

I'm at my house right now. Where are you two?? I'll come meet you!

[skyofreality]

[ Oh hey! Names he knows! So here's Sora - with "The Boy" attached as his Essence. ]

Nope, not Atlantica! Think of it like we were in a book world and now we're out.

[eternalea]

[Not seen: Lea calling out "Hey Isa, I found Sora!"]

but still mermaids

[afterthemoon]

Hello, Sora.

[He replies separate from Lea's reply]

Fuuka | Princess East of the Moon

[cookingmechanic]

[A small, neat reply in green ink appears, potentially swallowed up by all the other replies, labelled.]

As far as I can tell, it is a world where stories become realities. I unfortunately do not recall if we were given a name...I can look that up for you though! I have been very curious about it as well. I hope everyone's day is going well~!

[eternalea]

Index, apparently? something like that

[cookingmechanic]

Oh! I'm glad you found out so quick! And that makes a lot of sense...given everything is story book related. It is a lot to learn so quick...