It's pointless, you fools! You cannot dampen my positive energy!
SWEETHEART became HAPPY!
SWEETHEART can no longer become SAD or ANGRY!
You dare raise your fists at me?! Fools! You should be groveling on your knees!
OH HERO! MY HERO!! YOUR SMILE CHARMS MY HEART! I WILL MAKE IT MINE!!
Oho! My beauty and grace is boundless and everlasting... It's a shame that you won't be able to enjoy it for much longer!
SWEETHEART became ECSTATIC!
Hmph! I see you are still standing. Cockroaches are resilient, I suppose!
OHOHOHOHOHOHO!!
SWEETHEART became MANIC
No... Is this... what they call defeat?
I cannot accept this... I will not accept this!
You're all nothing but a bunch of lowly peasants!
OMORI's party was victorious!
You gained 5800 EXP!
You got 1376 CLAMS!
OMORI grew to level 19!
...and learned PAINFUL TRUTH!
AUBREY grew to level 19!
KEL grew to level 19!
HERO grew to level 19!
"One by one, they fell asleep on the car ride home. It was a long day at the beach, after all, and everyone was exhausted."
"___ was the first to nod off, then the rest."
"As the sun set over the freeeay, _'s head accidentally drops onto ______'s shoulder. The sudden jolt wakes him, but he didn't dare open his eyes."
"He pretends to be asleep and steadied his breathing. He listens to the sound of the road."
"He feels the soft sun resting on his skin, and the slight tinge of pain on his nose from tomorrow's sunburn."
"He is happy... very, very happy... And he makes a vow to himself, that no matter what, he will remember this moment forever."
"A puddle of juice sucks into the carpet."
"Hovering above it is none other than ___, holding an open juice box."
"He looks around at his friends, who are all wearing the same face of disappointment. He lets out a guilty chuckle."
"In what seems like less than a second, ___ disappears out the front door."
"A tiny black kitten makes her way through the stain, leaving sloppy, wet tracks all across the carpet."
"____'s face turns red and yells for ___, but ___ is already long gone."
"____ hands ____ some wet paper towels."
"It looks like they're the only adults here... and if they don't clean this up soon, the carpet is going to stain. They'll have to deal with ___ later..."
"It was a hot, summer day, and all _ could think about was why they couldn't do this tomorrow."
"The backyard was a mess."
"Planks of wood were strewn about the area. Paint stains blotched the grass thanks to _____ and ______'s work."
"All day, _ watched ____ lug planks of wood back and forth from his dad's pickup truck."
"He watched ___ hammer his fingers over and over, and made note that over and hour has passed since ____ has climbed down her ladder."
"'I will just be their moral support.', _ thought, as he sat sleeping in the shade of his favorite tree."
"Of course, he knew this wouldn't be the case."
"Soon his friends will be asking for his help, and he won't be able to refuse."
"The treehouse is for everyone, so it's only fair that everyone puts some work into it."
"_ knows this and agrees... but reluctantly. He slides up and wobbles his way to the mess."
"He knows he should put in his fair share. It just had to be on the hottest day of summer."
"This year, _ was lucky enough to get assigned to a desk next to the small window."
"Every day during class, _ would gaze listlessly through the opening... at the shadows if the trees, the clouds creeping overhead."
"His mind drifted elsewhere... into his own worlds, his own stories, his own adventures."
"He had habit of doing this. It was easy for him to get lost."
"Today was the same as any other. _ stared vacantly out the small window as the clouds passed one by one."
"Suddenly, a hand playfully slaps his back, snapping him out if his reverie. _ looks away from the opening."
"___ smiles. He motions that class is over and that it's finally time for lunch. It's pizza day today, and they need to bolt to the cafeteria before it's all gone."
"_'s stomach growls. He looks at the small window one last time."
"He would have to continue his adventure another day."
