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[fortunefail]

[Wearing a thick cloak and hands buried deeply in his pockets, Yuan is stumping through Luceti, heading for the forest. Things are getting far too crowded for his liking, so he'll go out to find some peace and quiet. He's bringing his journal along just in case, unaware it's recording:]

...Damn. It's so cold, you could hammer a nail with a frozen banana.

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[devious-desian.livejournal.com]

Deceive the body, and you deceive the mind. Why do you accept Luceti's ridiculous setting when none of it has to be...real?

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[fortunefail]

[Err. He's getting just a wee bit paranoid, but he's trying hard not to let it show.]

What else would it be?

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[devious-desian.livejournal.com]

Lord Yuan, you of all people should know the illusions that guard the holy city of Welgaia. Only Cruxis let them go to waste on such petty, small efforts.

Why not expand them?

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[fortunefail]

The Derris Emblem...

[voice]

[fortunefail]

[Wait, wait, this is Aselia's biggest troll we're talking to, here.]

You think I'll take your word that easily?

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[devious-desian.livejournal.com]

Suspicious as ever! But it doesn't matter. I gain and lose nothing by your belief, or lack of it. It's too late for you to change anything!

[voice]

[devious-desian.livejournal.com]

But I hope that you see one day. I want to watch your despair.

[voice]

[fortunefail]

...

[Yeaaaah... He'll slam the journal shut now. But dammit, he'll be paranoid for the rest of the event.]

[voice]

[devious-desian.livejournal.com]

[Mission accomplished. For the lulz!]