Below are the 5 most recent journal entries recorded in fallenmitsuko's LiveJournal:

Wednesday, January 31st, 2007
8:28 pm	Mitsuko Souma: With Love, Mitsuko Part II[G6-G5] It all happened so fast…   Hiroshi Kuronaga charged towards Mitsuko slashing at her with his dagger. Mitsuko Souma leapt back, dropping both of her bags and sliced towards Hiroshi, missing. Hiroshi charged towards Mitsuko again, Mitsuko rolling to her left side and ramming her sickle into Hiroshi’s back. She let go and stepped away from Hiroshi, grinning.   Ha, stupid dickhead, time to die.   “AAAAAAGH!” Hiroshi moaned, stumbling towards Mitsuko.   Mitsuko tried to flee, but Hiroshi’s heavy body came crashing down on her, knocking her to the ground, her sickle still planted in his back. “You fucking bitch! I’ll choke the shit outta you!” Hiroshi grunted, wrapping his muscular arms around Mitsuko’s tiny frame. “AHHH!” Mitsuko screamed, hearing her back pop. “Get off!” She screamed, trying to wriggle from his grip, her warm tears sliding from her cheeks onto Hiroshi’s school uniform. It kept getting tighter…and tighter…she had to do something.   …It wasn’t supposed…to be like…this...Daddy?   Mitsuko bit into Hiroshi’s neck as hard as she could, blood spilling into her mouth. Hiroshi shouted and loosened his grip, Mitsuko ripped a chunk of flesh from Hiroshi’s neck and lunged for the sickle planted in Hiroshi’s back-ripping it out. She brought it above her head and rammed it into Hiroshi’s head, hearing a faint thud.   No more shouting. No more attacking. No more Hiroshi Kuronaga.   Mitsuko spat out Hiroshi’s flesh, panting. Her beautiful face was stained with blood and dirt, and her hair covered in leaves. Her school uniform was stained with Hiroshi’s blood and her porcelain legs were dull with dirt. Her mouth was smudged with blood, the taste of salty flesh still with her.   Shit…somebody…probably…heard this.   Calming herself and collecting herself, she stood, walking to Hiroshi’s corpse. Scowling, she bent down and attempted to pull the sickle out of Hiroshi’s skull, feeling weak. Her back hurt, her head hurt, her arms hurt…so much pain. Still panting, Mitsuko made another attempt to pull the sickle out of his skull, successful. Some sort of gray, jelly-like topping was attached to it, Mitsuko guessing it was part of his brain.   Stumbling to stand up, Mitsuko walked over to her discarded bags and picked them up, struggling.   Come on, we’ve been through worse. She assured herself and continued limping through the trees, not bothering to look back at Hiroshi’s corpse. He wasn’t important anymore, to her. What mattered now was getting cleaned up and resting before dawn. She still couldn’t decide whether to kill during the day or at night. Both had their pros and cons.   At night, it was easier to sneak-up on people. But they could easily sneak-up on you. During the day, it would be easier to spot people. But people could easily spot you.   Where the hell am I going?   Stopping, Mitsuko unzipped her daypack and retrieved her map, holding it up to the moonlight. She was in G6, it seemed, and most of the island’s houses were between H5, H6, H7, and H8. Most of her classmates would probably hide down there. Cancel that idea…   Getting flustered, Mitsuko’s eyes wandered to G5. There would probably be houses along the river, right? Folding her map and tucking it into her daypack, Mitsuko continued her trek, deciding to head towards G5. Pausing when she heard bullets fired in the distance, Mitsuko gripped the sickle tighter and tried to quicken her pace. ((Hope you liked this?)) (Comment on this)
8:17 pm	Mitsuko Souma: With Love, Mitsuko Part II[G6-G5] It all happened so fast…   Hiroshi Kuronaga charged towards Mitsuko slashing at her with his dagger. Mitsuko Souma leapt back, dropping both of her bags and sliced towards Hiroshi, missing. Hiroshi charged towards Mitsuko again, Mitsuko rolling to her left side and ramming her sickle into Hiroshi’s back. She let go and stepped away from Hiroshi, grinning.   Ha, stupid dickhead, time to die.   “AAAAAAGH!” Hiroshi moaned, stumbling towards Mitsuko.   Mitsuko tried to flee, but Hiroshi’s heavy body came crashing down on her, knocking her to the ground, her sickle still planted in his back. “You fucking bitch! I’ll choke the shit outta you!” Hiroshi grunted, wrapping his muscular arms around Mitsuko’s tiny frame. “AHHH!” Mitsuko screamed, hearing her back pop. “Get off!” She screamed, trying to wriggle from his grip, her warm tears sliding from her cheeks onto Hiroshi’s school uniform. It kept getting tighter…and tighter…she had to do something.   …It wasn’t supposed…to be like…this...Daddy?   Mitsuko bit into Hiroshi’s neck as hard as she could, blood spilling into her mouth. Hiroshi shouted and loosened his grip, Mitsuko ripped a chunk of flesh from Hiroshi’s neck and lunged for the sickle planted in Hiroshi’s back-ripping it out. She brought it above her head and rammed it into Hiroshi’s head, hearing a faint thud.   No more shouting. No more attacking. No more Hiroshi Kuronaga.   Mitsuko spat out Hiroshi’s flesh, panting. Her beautiful face was stained with blood and dirt, and her hair covered in leaves. Her school uniform was stained with Hiroshi’s blood and her porcelain legs were dull with dirt. Her mouth was smudged with blood, the taste of salty flesh still with her.   Shit…somebody…probably…heard this.   Calming herself and collecting herself, she stood, walking to Hiroshi’s corpse. Scowling, she bent down and attempted to pull the sickle out of Hiroshi’s skull, feeling weak. Her back hurt, her head hurt, her arms hurt…so much pain. Still panting, Mitsuko made another attempt to pull the sickle out of his skull, successful. Some sort of gray, jelly-like topping was attached to it, Mitsuko guessing it was part of his brain.   Stumbling to stand up, Mitsuko walked over to her discarded bags and picked them up, struggling.   Come on, we’ve been through worse. She assured herself and continued limping through the trees, not bothering to look back at Hiroshi’s corpse. He wasn’t important anymore, to her. What mattered now was getting cleaned up and resting before dawn. She still couldn’t decide whether to kill during the day or at night. Both had their pros and cons.   At night, it was easier to sneak-up on people. But they could easily sneak-up on you. During the day, it would be easier to spot people. But people could easily spot you.   Where the hell am I going?   Stopping, Mitsuko unzipped her daypack and retrieved her map, holding it up to the moonlight. She was in G6, it seemed, and most of the island’s houses were between H5, H6, H7, and H8. Most of her classmates would probably hide down there. Cancel that idea…   Getting flustered, Mitsuko’s eyes wandered to G5. There would probably be houses along the river, right? Folding her map and tucking it into her daypack, Mitsuko continued her trek, deciding to head towards G5. Pausing when she heard bullets fired in the distance, Mitsuko gripped the sickle tighter and tried to quicken her pace. ((Hope you liked this?)) (Comment on this)
Monday, January 22nd, 2007
11:38 am	Hardcore Souma<3 ((Hopefully, I can pull Mitsuko off well. I'm glad to have the opportunity to play my favorite character.)) (Comment on this)
Thursday, September 21st, 2006
8:58 pm	Hey! IGNORE THIS (Comment on this)
Thursday, August 10th, 2006
10:56 pm	So Yuka hasn't posted/approved PC control of her character. I've been waiting for her to post, but she hasn't. I don't want to get NPCed, so what should I do? Wait? Take PC control without approval? Or change my last post? (1 Comment |Comment on this)