And I don't mind, if it's me you need to turn to

( Cut for drawing )

That was my best memory yet! Now I know how to trans morph the PROPER way! I just pose and say S.P.D. Emergency!

... Something weird happened after I touched the crystal, though. There's this cute little lizard wrapped around my wrist, and it's made my whole body turn... different colors. I haven't figured out what makes them change. I'm the Amazing Technicolor Bridge now, I suppose. ^_^

Hey, Ghost, Miss Pinky, I should probably tell you guys more about this memory even though Ghost wasn't in it...

what a lovely memory i saw ♥

i shall cherish it always ♥

brb finding a place to quietly freak out ♥

[[Replies will be erratic. He knows he's not the only person in the Sphere who believes they're dead, but watching yourself apparently get slowly crushed to death still isn't pleasant. DX]]

If anybody's looking for their pets, come to Bridge's Castle and Kennel! I've still got a few stray animals who are waiting for their lost friends to come and reclaim them! I'll be awake for a while, so don't worry about coming by.

Oh yeah, and Spike's here, too. But he's a little dead to the world right now. I've checked on him a few times just to see if he's still breathing, and he's A-OK. I wouldn't recommend trying to get him up for a day or two, though. ^_^

[The top of the entry is lined with a few frustrated scribbles and random spots of glitter.]

Hmmmmmmmmm

Death needs to happen less often, yup yup.

So I had a thought.

Maybe the reason all this weird stuff happens in Edensphere is because we're actually all upside-down! It makes sense, really! I got the theory when Rivelata suddenly appeared in the sky and thought about it some more when I went over there because they appear upside-down to us but to their point of view, WE'RE the upside-down ones. So what if in accordance with the definition of what right-side-up is in the entire universe and all of the other places and universes we're connected to, we're actually upside-down, we're all actually pointing downward and are just held in place by some kind of strange reverse-gravity that exists within the confines of the Sphere? We ARE inside a giant glass dome, after all! Maybe its big enough to exert its own gravity or whoever made the Sphere made sure there's some other kind of force that keeps us anchored down and only THINKING that we're right-side-up! And perhaps if we found some way to defy, change, and correct our inherent upside-down-ness, everything will go back to normal and we'll all stop disappearing and dying and sniping at each other. After all, I do my best thinking when I'm standing on my head, which would make me right-side-up according to the universe's way of being right-side-up, so maybe if EVERYONE tried it once in a while we'd become aware of the upside-down-ness and correct ourselves!

THINK RIGHT-SIDE-UP! CHANGE THE SPHERE!

^_^

Ah, ah, if anyone's looking for me I'm just going to be hiding under my bed and staying in my happy place all day because I woke up and had the urge to sing and the first words out of my mouth...

Well, never mind what I sang, the point is it was really embarrassing and Spike almost hit me before he embarrassed himself just as much and then he gagged himself and went off to buy notebooks for us to write in.

;_;

[[OOC: Because I like being mean to my kids, the first words out of Brooklyn's mouth were...
"I don't want anybody else
When I think about you
I touch myself"

And Spike retaliated,
"Dirty babe
You see these shackles?
Baby I'm your slave"]]

[The writing is a little untidy, but still very readable. And yes, he does actually write out happy faces- he's just that kind of person.]

A journal that can talk to everyone is probably the COOLEST thing I've ever heard of. ^_^ Well, I'm sure I'll find out more cool things eventually seeing as how I was just born and haven't had too many cool things to see yet, but for now, this is.

I'm Brooklyn, though I suppose you should shorten it to Brook or Brookie or Lyn or... Ook if you really wanted to. I kept hearing the word "bridge" in my dream so it seemed like a natural thing to call myself. Everyone here has a dream, right? Mine was really colorful. Everything around me is colorful still, and I could've sworn I saw flashes of other people the first time I touched my journal. Huh.

Drake says I need to find a job soon, and I can't wait to see what there is and get one. And I can't wait to meet people.

Hi! Hello! How is everyone? ^_^