HAPPY NEW YEAR'S AND A MERRY CHRISTMAS

[trollingismagic.insanejournal.com]

[ Best wishes from Bermuda Isle!



A number of booths have sprung up near the shoreline, enticing you to don yourself in the colorful festive garb of a true Bermuda native! Unwind from your day and come out to see what's offered. ♥ There are all sorts of delicious foods and snacks, and plenty of souvenirs. It's time to ring in the New Year of 2012! Lanterns have been strung up, and the snow seems to have stopped. In fact, no snow is to be seen near the site of the festival itself. Oddly, the booths are all run by strange black goatlike creatures in finely tailored suits...

The catch is, unless you sneak in, you have to come with a friend or a date! So find someone to go in with you! ♥ You may even catch a glimpse of Eureka as she wanders the festival... ]

Comments

[riderpedia.insanejournal.com]

Frankly, I'm surprised I can still access it here... Or at all, though there are logical possibilities for that...

But I have the potential to have access to all of the information that this world has to offer. This includes entries that I had access to at home, and information brought by others along with the information of this world.

But, as I said, entries not from my own world seem to have been locked.

[coluan.insanejournal.com]

And how did you obtain this?

[ponycereal.insanejournal.com]

[But Fluttershy! It was Flutterbitch that saved us from that dragon!]

Nope, not as of a few days ago anyways...

[riderpedia.insanejournal.com]

For the majority of my life, I was part of that data. May body was fabricated from it, and because of that, I was able to access the Planetary Bookshelves. My body is, now, real. But because of how that came to be, I suppose I still have access.

[He's gone a bit more solemn while talking about it. He'd only been "alive" again a short time before he woke up here, and he's worried about people back home.]

[watersprout.insanejournal.com]

It looks good on you.

[coluan.insanejournal.com]

[Querla folds her arm. She's a bit unsure how to address Philip's words. She looks him over with a quick scan from head to toe, and surmises that Philip does not look inane or mentally-issued.]

Data made in sentient flesh? And you are still able to connect to your main database?

[upsideyourhead.insanejournal.com]

Heh, thanks... I got real lucky. I have a hard time with clothes...

If it isn't a wrap-style or something loose in the front I feel like I'm suffocating.

[riderpedia.insanejournal.com]

I'm not fully sure how to explain it without a long-winded explanation... I was by young when I first died and was recreated.

I am still able to connect to the Planetary Bookshelves, and I still have significant access... But without Keywords, it is difficult to sort through what I am able to access.

[coluan.insanejournal.com]

[Querla lightens her expression from critical inquisitiveness to soft curiosity.] That must have been an interesting experience. [She looks to the book once more.] Do the keywords have to be exact?

[riderpedia.insanejournal.com]

My memories of everything before the past three years are... fuzzy at best. But that time does not matter much to me. It's what I do remember that is important, and why I need to find a way home.

[He shakes his head, looking to the book briefly, then back to her.]

The more specific the better, but general terms are also acceptable. One might lead to another. Any knowledge is better than none.

[coluan.insanejournal.com]

I concur. [Querla looks at Philip with the respect Querla shows to a rational man of knowledge.] I suppose introductions are in order before I venture any further into your knowledge. [She stands straight, feet together, stoic and stern.] Querla Dox of the Brainiac linage, at your acquaintance.

[partysoft.insanejournal.com]

Maybe those goats built it.

[ she decides to go up and ask one... ]

[riderpedia.insanejournal.com]

[Philip remains relaxed, if only because he doesn't know how to be any other way, but he clearly regards her with respect, closing the book and tucking it back under his left arm, extending his right hand.]

Philip, the right half of Kamen Rider Double, and the research section of the Narumi Detective Agency. A pleasure to meet you.

[coluan.insanejournal.com]

Agreed, Detective Philip. [Awkward awkward. Formalities are Querla's escape from any further connections. She puts out her hands and takes his in hers, and then gives it a firm shake.]

[riderpedia.insanejournal.com]

Just "Philip" is fine.

[He shakes her hand and then releases it.]

I don't think we're even legally licensed as detectives, though we have some friends in the police department, and we are good at what we do.

But I would rather just go by names than titles.

[ponycereal.insanejournal.com]

[AJ trots along beside her, pretty wary of the goats because man they are just a little creepy. But if anyone can get through to them it's her pal Fluttershy.]

[coluan.insanejournal.com]

As you wish.

[Querla glances down at her hand. Truth be told, she honestly doesn't make any physical contact with many people. Back home, not many people had wanted to shake the hand of the descendant of Brainiac, and as she'd grown, she'd learned to keep her appendages close to her body to discourage any ideas.]

I am part of a team of misfits--and I say that as politely as possible--who are charged with guarding the galaxy when their own stupidity does not cause them to trip over their own two feet. [She puts her hand back at her side, and looks at Philip.] Or destroying part of my lab.

[riderpedia.insanejournal.com]

[He didn't seem bothered by it at all. She's green, yes, but that's far from the strangest thing he's ever seen. Frankly he's just grateful she hasn't turned into a dinosaur. He chuckles a bit.]

I'm a part of something similar to that myself. Likely on a much smaller scale, but none the less...

[watersprout.insanejournal.com]

Oh, I see.

[upsideyourhead.insanejournal.com]

Yeah, it was a real pain at big fancy things when I'd have to get really dressed up. But something like this is okay.

[watersprout.insanejournal.com]

Do you mean like celebrations?

[upsideyourhead.insanejournal.com]

Yeah.. Weddings, family things, stupid noble gatherings... thankfully by the time Kaien and Miyako got married I was Vice Captain, so I could just wear my work clothes to the wedding and no one gave me too much flack.

But most of the time I'd have to get all dolled up and no one would give a damn how uncomfortable I was or that I couldn't breathe in the damn things I had to wear. It was awful.

[watersprout.insanejournal.com]

It doesn't seem like that kind of stuff is right for you, Kukaku.

I'm sorry you had to endure that.

[upsideyourhead.insanejournal.com]

[She smiles and reaches over, mussing his hair.]

It's okay. It sucked, but... It's part of who I am. I wouldn't be me if I hadn't gone through it.

Doing things you don't like is part of growing up. It makes you stronger.

[watersprout.insanejournal.com]

[Those words were very insightful, and without realizing it he was learning a lot from her.]

Is that part of being mature? In that case, I want to grow up strong however I can.