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 Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 6:52 pm
Introduction I shall use this new journal to chronicle my search for my Grandmother's lost reports. In my previous adventure I had fround the binding and beginning Pages of her reports, in Never Land. I shall also keep the pages of her report journal in this book, and comment on them as I see fit.
I will continue my search regardless of obstacles, and I shall my newly discovered power to traverse the worlds and find my grandmother's reports. This concludes my first entryIndex-Story
-Reports
-Events
-Being
-Worlds
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 6:56 pm
Story In this Section I shall explain my past, and what has led me to this particular path. There is nothing particularly ecxiting about stories of melancholy, and this is not nearly a tale of such. Merely, this is an explulsion leadng up to the present. Let it be known now that the notes of my own story I place in here today are only for my sake, so that one day I may actually be able to recollect forgotten memories that elude my very grasp. Anyone reading this tale may very well be reminded that I use this for my own recollection of emotions and my life-this story may never truly be, under my jurisdiction, "Neutral."
As a child I was well known for having strange hair color and ominous eyes, but was never fully aware of the effect it had on people's view of me until I bothered to venture outside of the curiosity that was my own house. Unlike how I had read in books chelden were not swarming together reject or welcome the "Outsider", rather they completely avoided me-as I them.
However, as I yearned for companionship from even the lowliest of crickets I soon discovered why they had avoided me. In a nearby rain puddle I caught the reflection of a moster scary enough to make me want to crawl away and hide under Mother's silk overcoat.
Was it my own fault mirrors had not been in abbundance it my house? I had even always let my mother brush my hair, and who was I to know this was nothing but a clever sceam to keep me away from a mirrors? As much as I did enjoy the comfort of my family and home, there was so much out there I wanted to find for myself. My grandmother's home, though my parents would deny it, had become my home from there on. I loved both my homes, but my grandmother was in a more isolated place on the world. And after awhile I stopped traversing the two completely, being lonley wasn't so bad.
I continued to dicrease in the small amouut of socila skills I possessed, even with visiting the town markets often, but when I decided it was time to go back to my original home no one would unlock the door for me. I had stopped going into town at all after that, and prefered to spend my extra time in the bamboo thicket, or observing the soldier's camp.
One night, however, that changed. I had just set out for the bamboo thickets one afternoon, and was not half way there when I had relized I had forgotten something. But the door would not open for me again, no matter how many times I knowed. So I snuck through a window, it was strangley quite.
My grandmother was found with her head stuck in the laundry, quite literaly. I did not care to find out why, and packed my things as quickly as possible, and left.
I had taken the path my grandmother had spoken about if emergency ever arose. It was a well, no sooner had I jumped down into it had a strange light came from below. I found myself in a strange contraption, and was rocketed all the way to a place called "Hollow Bastion."
I spent a small amount of time there, but soon felt the urge to travel once more. I set out to a place called Traverse Town....
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 6:59 pm
Reports In the Section I shall place all of my Grandmother's reports I find, if I ever do.Report #1 It is common knowledge, moderately so, that each world has its own life force-a heart, if you will. This "Heart of the World" often reflects that of its inhabitants. For example, if the hearts of the people in a world are inherently wicked, then so shall the heart of that world be; and vice-versa.
I have also discovered that in turn each person who lives on a world is in tune with the world’s heart. This has been proven through the destruction of a world’s heart, or their engulfment in darkness. If a world disappears so does its inhabitants.
Could it be that one could also harness the power of the world in which they are in tune with? Is it possible that one could even tell how much darkness is in a world’s heart before it’s too late? Maybe if one could harness the power of a world’s heart one could also absorb a sample of the darkness, or light of that world’s heart. It’s almost as if a person could act as a type of meter, a “Heat Status” Meter, maybe…
But what effect could this have on a person’s heart? Would the darkness of that world consume the one who was measuring its darkness, or will there just be some side-effect on the body that contained the world’s own “Heart Status” briefly.
There must be a way to find the true results, without destroying myself in the process…Report #3 I have a new hypothesis, one that I wish conduct experiments on, however I am reluctant to do so. If this subject proves my hypothesis I will lose my only test subject-and something even more dear to me.
This new hypothesis states that if the Heart Status Meter is taken away from the worldly life force from which it is trying to guage, then the Heart Status Meter will be in a weakened state, mostly attributed to the inability to to retain the same energy said world contains.
Beings of this universe were not built to contain such things like the life force that keeps a world from dying. But, if the test subject is taken fromthis world for a large amount of time will the life force that it has been feeding on be enough to "Time Freeze" them, or will they simply die of "Heart Starvation"? And, if so, is there a way to bring a temporary scource of energy with HSM(Heart Status Meter) so that they may go beyond the atmosphere for at least a slightly more amount of time.
Maybe a temporrary energy scource could be produced without going to the heart directly; possibly somthing on the planet that coveys the energy from the heart to the rest of the world?
The test suject's aging, in general, has become retarded and(I suspect) will soon cease. But will this affect were off, or will the test subject live to be as old as our current world itself?
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 7:03 pm
Events In this Section I shall place important events that I witness and participate in, hopefully, in order.
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 7:06 pm
Beings In this Section I shall describe, breifly, the significant beings I encounter on my journey. This may include my personal thoughts of them, how I met them.
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 7:10 pm
Worlds In this Section I shall shall describe the worlds I traverse, including my findings, discoveries, and how sludged in darkness the hearts of those worlds are. I shall show the darkness ratio by percentage.Hollow Bastion(Radiant Garden) Heart-Darkness Ratio Gauge(HDRG): (Has reduced) - (Past)78% - (Present)35%
Breif History: Once home toan evil being known by the name Malifecient, I have been told that hte legendary Key-bearer perished darkness from this world after it had been allowed to seep in. I have also been told that this place was once ruled by Ansem the Wise, who has a very contraversal identity story known about him.
Discovery & Findings: One day, as I was helping Aerith with the regulatory library maintenance I discovered that the pastel colored books, when put in the correct place, reveal a secret passage to an immobile set of elevators. When I asked Aeris about the transport devices she said that they had been closed off for saftey reasons. Apparntly, as I have read in the old diagrams of the castle, the elevators ultimatley lead to an old chapel, and some sort of transport experiment room.Twilight Town Heart-Darkness Ratio Gauge: (Unkown progress) - (Currentley)57%
Brief History: (N/A)
Discovery & Findings: (N/A)
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