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Tuesday, conquest courtyard (open)
Characters: Kotaro and all the people of conquest!"Humdedumdedumdedum," Kotaro sang to himself as he drew, he was drawing a ship on the wall of one of the buildings. He had borrowed some pens from one of the classrooms and was happily scribbling away. It was a huge tanker, like the one he and his brother had traveled on, he also drew a teddy bear, which was bigger than the ship, and a train.
Format: I'll follow you
This log is: Open!
Location: Conquest courtyard
Summary: One of Kotaro's lost memories is that graffiti is bad and he should not do it, the inevitable happens
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He smiled at anyone who passed by and greeted them happily. "Hello!"
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What was this? What was going on? He just didn't understand. The more he tried to reason it out, the dizzier he got. And this sun wasn't helping. He had his hat pulled low over his eyes, and he hid under his parasol. Finally, he rounded the bend of the building, and found some sweet, cool shade. He leaned against the wall, looking for all the world like someone that had just escaped a summer swelter.
It took him a moment to notice Kotaro. "...Hi," he replied breathlessly. He felt drawn to this kid somehow. Something about him seemed familiar. He just couldn't place it.
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"Hey, Kotaro." She chirped, standing beside him. "Whatcha making?"
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