G.M. I saw a spider this morning.

//IM ALIVE.

Friend and foe alike make for brilliant muses—It’s why I cannot stand the idea of group work. But… I can M.A.S.

S.A.D. day. I failed to see anything that rouses a creative fervor… This must be what is known as artists block.

The former butler came through my quarters it seems… Where the hell did she place my brushes?

I formally invite you to evening tea. B.T.O.B.S.

I have decided to cast an evil spell on that entire bus.

I consider myself fortunate my peers abstain from smoking—save for the lunatic of a captain. I find the smell of smoke particularly nauseating…

I am out of paint.

Though I fear I may be conceited, I feel some of you do not appreciate the value of a well brewed cup of tea.

How do you open a door? Yuz-u-ki… Pfht…

//are there more people with N Corp OCs out there 🔎🔎🔎

N Corp. is always hiring new recruits—Fuhu… So many souls unconcerned with getting B.I.T.

[Even behind the mask of a demon, it was obvious that the figure was surprised—An obvious and sudden freeze as they were acknowledged. Slowly, they approached with arms held behind their back and head low, as if the acknowledgment coaxed them from their hiding.] …You know me?

Requesting a low level personnel to visit me ASAP. I’m I.N.O.M.

sunny.⠀ I don’t include translations for Yuzuki’s acronyms Cause I think it’s funny to make people guess. But also I provide them when requested.

It reeks of tobacco.