Vas Captio Journals

(OOC: Backdated to minutes after her arrival yesterday. Handwriting is a little shaky, but relatively neat. You can see a sample at the top of her application.)



Hello? this has to be a sim but it doesn't feel like a sim

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Show of hands: who does and doesn't know how to build a fire? If this weather lasts, we're going to need to figure that out. Unless some of you want to freeze to death, of course.

Lissa and I found the thrift store. There are lots of clothes and blankets here. We're working on splitting them into piles by size, etc. you guys are welcome to come by and see if there's anything in your size or we can come to you. It's getting pretty damn cold out there, so staying inside isn't a bad plan.

[Lissa]

I don't know about you, but I suddenly really miss Christian.

- Rose

I'm having the worst time sleeping. Normally I can sleep anywhere but now I'm just an anxious mess. I just can't stop thinking. My brain won't shut up. I'm going to go batty. Is that the point?

[There's a pencil drawing of this man.]

Just a matter of weeks and I miss my friends terribly...

Alright. Well, this is a thing that's happening. It's getting chilly and I'm out in the woods. I think I'm coming up on a building but I could be wrong. No signs of life and only a whimsical squeaky hamburger to keep me company. Squeak squeak, motherfucker.

I feel like I should be writing my will, just in case. Everything neat goes to Lily. Everything else goes to mum and dad. Albus can eat a bag of dicks. As witnessed and notarized by me and this tree stump I'm sitting on.

Alright, break over. Time to walk again.

[ooc: Sample handwriting]