Sample Entry: --amn, are people that cryptic that they can't tell me how to turn this thing on?! [The feed begins white, closing in on his spiky hair. Frustrated and full of gruff, he adjusts himself to fit within the screen.]
Okay...so that's that I guess. [Ahem!] I'm not looking to waste any more time than you are, so...let's make it quick, okay? I lost a cat. Kaka clan if that helps anyone? Well whatever, if you can't find her, no problem here. She goes by Tao if you wanna know. [His voice lowers a bit, as if he was simply talking amongst himself.] God, she's probably hungry isn't she... ["But you know, when is she isn't?" he muffles under his coat.]
Anyway, if she eats your face, that's probably her. Good luck to you, godspeed, and all that. You'll definitely need it... [The camera is then moved to face the floor decor, followed by his personal commentary.]
Next time, I'll seriously rip her to shreads, I swear to--! [Cut.]
Sample Entry Two: And the moon gave a favor to the man, who laid about in the night sky. The light was bright, gaining a groan and an arm to cover an eye. Ragna stared, letting the wind whistle through his ears, remembering that he was still alive.
"...Not tonight, it seems," he speaks, and doesn't move. The man humors himself, juggling his reminiscing along a nightmare, a constant reminder of the family he lost and the family he had. The two are different. The exact moment the man lost his brother and sister are forever sketched into his memory, along with the moments of when he had them. And the culprit? The one who had taken everything away from him?
He smashes grass--just the simple thought of his face was enough to anger. A grumbled curse, the man in red was awake.
"It's not going to be up for much longer. Back on the road with me..."
He had put up an "ars magus" that shielded him from sight. The concealing ars would hide him away from plain sight, to avoid any numerous attempts of taking the bounty from his head.
The active rank SS criminal, Ragna the Bloodedge, takes his initiative.
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Okay...so that's that I guess. [Ahem!] I'm not looking to waste any more time than you are, so...let's make it quick, okay? I lost a cat. Kaka clan if that helps anyone? Well whatever, if you can't find her, no problem here. She goes by Tao if you wanna know. [His voice lowers a bit, as if he was simply talking amongst himself.] God, she's probably hungry isn't she... ["But you know, when is she isn't?" he muffles under his coat.]
Anyway, if she eats your face, that's probably her. Good luck to you, godspeed, and all that. You'll definitely need it... [The camera is then moved to face the floor decor, followed by his personal commentary.]
Next time, I'll seriously rip her to shreads, I swear to--! [Cut.]
Sample Entry Two: And the moon gave a favor to the man, who laid about in the night sky. The light was bright, gaining a groan and an arm to cover an eye. Ragna stared, letting the wind whistle through his ears, remembering that he was still alive.
"...Not tonight, it seems," he speaks, and doesn't move. The man humors himself, juggling his reminiscing along a nightmare, a constant reminder of the family he lost and the family he had. The two are different. The exact moment the man lost his brother and sister are forever sketched into his memory, along with the moments of when he had them. And the culprit? The one who had taken everything away from him?
He smashes grass--just the simple thought of his face was enough to anger. A grumbled curse, the man in red was awake.
"It's not going to be up for much longer. Back on the road with me..."
He had put up an "ars magus" that shielded him from sight. The concealing ars would hide him away from plain sight, to avoid any numerous attempts of taking the bounty from his head.
The active rank SS criminal, Ragna the Bloodedge, takes his initiative.