A.Journal

Checks

Easy

Resin on the seams, hairline cracks across the hull. Someone's been fighting to keep it alive.

Medium

Marinha-32, early 70s issue. Portofiran manufacturing. Built for municipal dredging, but this one's been heavily modded.

Easy

THUS BEGINS A GREAT STRUGGLE AGAINST INERT MATTER. ALSO EXPLOITATION.

Easy

A small seed of him, sprouting.

Easy

ON A POSITIVE NOTE, YOU ARE NOW MORE SELF-REALISED THAN EVER.

Easy

It won't always be like this. Eventually, you'll learn to dissociate better.

Easy

But he's aware you're here.

Medium

Sparrowhawks. Predators. Awaiting an opening.

Medium

His jacket's been patched over many times. Storied.

Challenging

Shattered teeth in a ruined mouth.

Medium

No one is 'sensitive to moonlight'. He just thinks he looks cool.

Easy

Fast reply! Definitely awake.

Easy

Must be cataract glasses. He's visually impaired. Maybe mentally impaired also.

Medium

Her fantasy, crushed under your heel.

Medium

No more tingles. Sad.

Medium

They're not sure how they feel about that.

Formidable

Currently a balmy 14 degrees, under threat from a cold air mass moving across the Noscorrentes Sea.

Medium

A tiger punch upon the elbow nerve of life.

Medium

CENSORED MELANCHOLIA OF [REDACTED] ELECTRONIC POPULAR MUSIC.

Trivial

Their own enchanted word for the same unpronounceable feeling.

Formidable

Lighter, then darker, then lighter again -- an ever-changing violet shade.

Challenging

A vacant pale green chair in the corner of the living room. A photo frame at the base of a shrine. And a wooden box buried on Portofiro's third tallest hill.

Medium

Like you never even had it -- only dreamed that you once dreamed of having it.

Medium

And what could be worse than that?

Easy

Starting on their personas at such a young age. Impressive.

Medium

Trivial

Your new friend. KALEIDOSCOPE.

Medium

Interesting theory. A popstar of that magnitude is a powerful piece on the board.

Challenging

A twinge, right behind your eyes.

Formidable

Your pineal gland. Telling you to wake up.

Easy

So this headphones guy acknowledges the regency of Ultra Violeta.

Medium

They think you're uncool. Maybe someone at the bazaar can help you teen up your style.

Trivial

The adolescents will only open up to those they recognise as their own. This may call for a disguise.

Easy

In their minds, completely unable to conceive of anyone who would want to bring harm to their idol, the only possible explanation is a romantic one.

Medium

So assured of their connection to her that their own emotional experience has assimilated that of their idol.

Medium

We all think it would have been a lot cooler if we'd bit the big one together back in 81.

Medium

Shit, these kids are freäks.

Challenging

THE MID-YOUTHS ARE VERBALLY OUT-MANOEUVRING YOU. QUICK, RETORT.

Medium

It would be the most interesting thing that will ever happen to her.

Medium

THE MID-YOUTHS ARE TEARING YOU TO SHREDS. IF THIS IS LUZ'S NEW FRONT, REVOLUTION MAY NEED TO RESTART.

Challenging

THE PARTY'S STATISTICIANS HAVE ATTESTED THAT SO-CALLED 'SUICIDE EPIDEMICS', THOUGH REGRETTABLE, PROVIDE A PERFECTLY NATURAL AND OFTEN FORTUITOUS METHOD OF POPULATION CONTROL.

Medium

Time slows as the world falls towards her. The descent is still too fast, but just long enough for a single thought: 'Why am I doing this?'

Easy

PSEUDOPOD didn't seem like a suicide, but he was listening to the UV disc when he died.

Medium

Behind the mask, she rolls her eyes at her friend -- 'Can you believe her?'

Challenging

DEPERSONALISATON THROUGH SELF-COMMODIFICATION. EVEN IN THE WILDEST DREAMS OF THESE YOUTHS, THEY EXIST ONLY TO PRODUCE REVENUE.

Medium

Ultra Violeta doesn't sell anything but her music -- and herself.

Medium

SHE'S A LIVING ADVERTISEMENT FOR LUZIAN CULTURAL SUPREMACY.

Medium

She can't know how many masks you've worn over the years. How you switched them so quickly and effortlessly that you soon forgot your own face.

Challenging

Through the mask, she's fixing you with an intense stare.

Easy

A lot of people would.