Crimson

[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~?

Would anyone happen to know where my shirt disappeared off to? I mean, the necklace and leather pants are quite nice, but it does tend to get a bit chilly without a shirt on.

And yes, I did try putting on other shirts and jackets, but they all vanish within seconds of my pulling them on! I really do hope they return soon... Having to shop for a new wardrobe wasn't in my plans.

_{{OOC: As requested, Crimson has been dressed up as Jim Morrison.}}