unseenspy: (Speechless Jay by shikora_kukki)
[He's got his bell. He's got the Oresoren doll. And now he's got an Oresoren rug, courtesy of Catherine Claus. Jay's apartment is looking closer to home. But a simple doll just doesn't replace the real Oresoren, the most important thing he's missing. Of course, the journal works in mysterious ways, and can start recording at the most "inconvenient" times.]

…What do you do when you miss someone?

[Later that day, Jay can be found by the lake, watching the ducks and occasionally throwing bread crumbs out to them.]
unseenspy: (Whatever Jay by Shinneth)
Ah…it feels good to be my normal size again…

[A pause as Jay seems to realize that the journal is recording and quickly snatches it. He leaves it recording to give an intentional message.]

Did I say that out loud? …Well, no matter, as long as Moses didn't hear that…

So what have we learned from this experiment?
unseenspy: (Speechless Jay by shikora_kukki)
Unbelievable…I've been stuck in this place for a whole year now. A whole year. A whole year without my—

[He trails off, whispering softly to himself.]

They've probably forgotten about me by now. No…they wouldn't do that. They've always waited for me. If only there was a way to get home…or at least to let them know that I'm okay, and that I haven't forgotten about them… I don't want to keep them worried…

[Yes, he misses his otters that much.]

[Action]

[Later on, as he emerges from C3, it doesn't take him long to notice the Battle Dome just south of his building.]

What is that??
unseenspy: (Honest Jay)
[There's the sound of ducks quacking and light water splashing before Jay's voice is heard.]

Senel's gone.

Quack, quack, quack.

…That's fine. He's back where he belongs now. I just hope his time here hasn't hindered his ability to embrace the future.

[A pause as he adds in a quiet voice…]

I just wish it could have been me…

[If anyone else is derping around the forest, they can find him sitting by the lake, watching the ducks swimming around and quacking.]
unseenspy: (Speechless Jay by shikora_kukki)
[As the recording mysteriously begins, the journal picks up the sound of the rain pelting the windows and papers being shuffled. And then it picks up Jay's usual exasperated sigh and his musings, things he wouldn't want to say to people.]

This is not working. The draftees are leaving today, and there's just not enough information. This isn't even worth my effort.

[A momentary pause.]

I knew I'd be lost without them…but not this much. I've been here for five months now, and I know they're still worrying about me. I just wish there was a way to contact home and let them know that I'm all right.

[Another pause]

I should have my knee checked just to be safe. Stupid turtles…

[A loud thunderclap booms in the journal. Jay continues, completely unfazed.]

I hate this place…
unseenspy: (Sad Jay)
[In response to this thread, Jay attempts to write his thoughts. However, his sobs quake his body so much, he decides to do a voice post instead. Unfortunately, in his emotional breakdown, he forgets to filter it from Jenova and her sons. He speaks in between sobs, with rasping breaths.]

That...that voice...Sephiroth referred to it as..."Mother..."

She said something...someone took his childhood...crushed him into a little death machine...it's just like me...although...it didn't sound like this mother was treating him any better....

[A pause as Jay cries some more, before continuing.]

I...never had a mother....both of my parents....they abandoned me. Why...why did they leave me...to be taken in by...him...

Sephiroth...I can't think of him as a bad person after hearing that...I just can't...

[The sobbing continues...]
unseenspy: (Speechless Jay by shikora_kukki)
[Jay is still examining the journal, still wearing the shorts he woke up in. He doesn't realize the journal is actually recording, because technology/computers are not his forte.]

I'm confused. There must be some reason why I suddenly woke up here with wings on my back. And this journal...there's something strange about it.

I want to believe that this is just a bad dream, but unfortunately, I know better...

My mind is flooded with questions: Where am I? Why am I here? Where are my clothes? I don't like being without my clothes...

[Shiver]

Is there anyone else here...or am I alone?

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