Hi folks who have this journal friended~ I just wanted to give you a heads up. I finally lost my willpower and applied Neil to a game, so starting... later or tomorrow probably, ahaha, I'm going to be using this journal at polychromatic. I'll still be lurking in sixwordstories (I always do) and using this to post there from time to time, etc, but there'll be entries here for Poly, and I figured I'd let you know in case you want to drop it from your friendslists so they don't get cluttered up with POLY craziness ^^; If you don't care, feel free to leave him friended, that's fine too~ I'm fine with whatever. Anyway. Stay cool folks <3

-alms

[Voice | Accidental]

[Quietly, unaware that he's being recorded... or broadcasting, for that matter, Neil is talking to himself.]

'Tis not too late to seek a newer world... For my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset...

I'm dead. I must be dead, I know. I don't know what I expected. Just... this... isn't it. Some kind of... judgment, I suppose, is the traditional image of the afterlife. I don't know, I never really cared about that kind of thing. As we're all food for worms...

[A little bit louder, and a little exasperated.]

So... what, now?


[ooc: You're welcome to actionspam if you like, assume he's wandering around somewhere central, shirtless and disoriented, sob. ♥♥♥♥

EDIT: SLEEP NAO! |D more tomorrow. ILU all <3]