nobodys_puppet: (Faded Memories)
Xion ([personal profile] nobodys_puppet) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2020-10-19 11:47 am

Not So Secret Reports - OTA. Sorta.

Who: Open - but it might be hard to find the person behind this mess
Where: All around the train by now, in many public cars. (So not the sleepers, but pretty much everywhere else.)
When: the days following the VoidStorm
What: At one point Xion's journal fell and pages were scattered around the train...
Warnings: Angst. Possible suicide/self harm mentions. Frustrations. Kingdom Hearts drama.


Now that things have calmed down some, there is more than just emotional clean up to see to. Among the debris of things people might have dropped or broken are scattered pages from a fairly basic seeming notebook. The handwriting is perhaps not the best, and some of the words have been smudged or scattered.

Whoever wrote the pages... they aren't there when the pages are found. The hand writing doesn't match the signs around the train, so it probably isn't whoever made those. In fact, few people - if anyone - would have seen this handwriting before. That means the clues are in what little is legible of the pages themselves.

But there are hints of what might be an interesting story, were one bored enough to investigate....


(OOC notes: The pages are numbered here for convenance of meta-planning. They are not numbed IC and are in no way indicative of order. Also Xion is not near any of the pages and has not yet realized they are missing. So these are for people to interact with each other or just post thought posts about having found them. So sadly these will not count for bonus AC new CR with Xion unless someone actually finds her.)

hotheadwarmheart: (Serious)

Re: 8.

[personal profile] hotheadwarmheart 2020-10-25 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
It was just a scrap of paper. Honestly, he'd picked it up with the intention of disposing of it, since no one wanted random bits of trash laying around the train. But when he read it out of curiosity, he had a feeling he knew who it belonged too. And also that it hadn't been meant to be read.

The question was, what to do about it now? Assuming he was correct, of course. All the mentions of missions sounded familiar, but with how many people there were on the train, he could be wrong. And he didn't want anyone to think he might've been going through their stuff...