Crimson

Crimson

Genius-san~

WILL YOU MARRY ME NOW~♥?


[Don't worry, Castle, there's an extinguisher attached to the tiny flamethrower part of the robotic dragon! Besides, with the current event, the flames have decided to just be... unenthusiastic sparks.]

Assuming that Castle-san, Gai-san and Fred-san have not withdrawn their support, that is...

[There's a couple of dirt smudges that accompany the messy scrawl that finally appears across the journals after a long bout of ink silence.]

Ah, my apologies for forgetting about my journal for such a long time! It seems to have gotten buried and then lost underneath all the things I've accumulated over the past month or so...

[Someone's been digging around the Scavenger's Yard looking for his zanpakutou, not to mention building an underground cavern underneath the resident clothing store run by a certain best friend of his, hence the dirt.]

But I have manged to excavate it, never fear! To the newcomers that I have not met, I'm Crimson, at your service~♥! To those that do know me, have you missed my charmingly written lines of conversation~?

Crimson had been burrowing around in the Scavenger's Yard. Again. Nothing unusual for the man, even when a ducky inner tube fell on his head. No, what made this particular day so unusual was the glowing crystal that was tied to the ducky’s neck with a green bow. He recognized it as a memory crystal from all the ones that Bastet had given him to study, but this one was useable and it seemed like it was meant for him. And Crimson… Well, Crimson was never one to shy away from knowledge, especially not in a place like this. So he was soon back in his apartment, carefully seated in the middle of his bed and closing his fist around the glowing crystal.

( I Remember a World Dug from Dirt... )

And it was so intimately, jarringly familiar that he didn’t even need to burn the details of it into his mind as the memory faded and the rest of his senses came back. So caught up was he in the regained memory that he didn’t notice something was wrong, at least not until he raised his hand to push his hat back from his head, only to have it come in contact with... something that most definitely did not feel like his normal headgear. A quick look in the mirror gave rise to a new question... Exactly what had they done to his beloved hat?

_{{OOC: Memory from Chapter 65 of Bleach.}}

[The handwriting appearing across the page is in marker. And scraggly. And oh so messy to the point of near unreadability. And it might seem a bit jittery.]

This whole being small thing is quite... interesting. Gives one a new perspective on things~!

[Like wading around in too big clothing and not being able to reach stuff and--]

Though it would seem as if this body doesn't handle sugar quite as well as my other one... [Well, that explains the handwriting. A bit.] Does anyone have anything fun to do~?

_{{OOC: Crimson, age five, on a sugar rush. Have fun~!}}

Now that everything is more or less... calm, what do people say about a night of karaoke?

Fred-san, I'll be sure to bring the earplugs as promised!

Ah... Has anyone seen or heard from Monster-chan lately?

The new Wilderness was quite interesting... There were a lot of things to see and read, even if some of them were a little... odd. But the robot was fun to play with!

[Even if he did break it at first... But he managed to fix it and even brought back souvenirs.]

Lin-chan~ I have a gift for you~! And Bastet-san, I think you might be interested in seeing some of these.

Perhaps trying to climb all the way up the slide wasn--

[And here a line of ink streaks across the page, as if the writer suddenly took a dodgeball to the head. Which he did.]

--wasn't the best of ideas... Might I possibly trouble anyone for a bit of help please? My butt is getting quite sore under all the balls' loving attentions.

_{{OOC: Crimson, being the intelligent man that he is, forgot that while he may be a child on the inside, he's mostly definitely not a child on the outside. Which isn't exactly the smartest of things to forget when playing on playground sized for children. Guess who's stuck in this slide, with only his head and one arm sticking out from the top?}}

There is a giant ball pit here!!!! With slides and everything~♥!

[While recognizable to those who have seen it and are prone to remembering right away, Crimson's handwriting is slightly messier this time, as if he was too excited to focus on something as mundane as making his words terribly legible and neat.]

And um... Does the elevator make it a habit of disappearing once one steps out on the third floor? If so, how would one go about... _{getting it back?}