[Rise's use of the community has been sporadic at best since she found it. She's had too much else she's had to do and not enough time to do it.

At least when it finds her this time, she seems rather more awake. But there's still that slight air of discontent about her, something not quite sitting right with her. Which is perhaps why she's here now]

This place again...I guess it wants me to post something again, huh. Though I'm not sure why I'd be interesting after some of the stuff that's been posted while I haven't been paying attention. But I guess a lot of people seem to ask questions here so who knows, maybe you guys can help.

I guess what I want to ask is, what do you do when something that makes you happy stops making you happy? But it's not something you can just walk away from and you don't really even know why it's not making you happy any more in the first place. Just that something isn't right.

Oh and, um, I know there are a few people here who live in Inaba which, I guess by this place's rules puts them in the same world as me? Anyway, I'd appreciate if you didn't tell them I was asking about this...just in case.

[ooc: Of course, that last part would work better if her filter hadn't failed...]

Everyone involved on my side of that whole mess gets to come over for my very best tea and unlimited hugs for as long as we both shall live.

William, are you all right? Do you have enough ice packs, would you like me to pay for your medical attention? I can treat you myself if necessary, I have a bit of knowldedge of first aid.

Right, I haven't posted anything generally relevant for a while... Well, what are your favorite flowers? Planting season is almost upon us.

Well this is rather interesting.

[ Rika turned to the calender and blinked. Was it really that day? It's been a long time since she really celebrated it. ]

So apparently according to the community calender, it's my birthday. I would be 13 if not for it being June here and other circumstances... Mii. I won't be aging, sadly, but it's alright, I'm used to it. [ she gives a sigh, wishing she could have that grown up body she wanted, but patience... ]  

How do you duckies celebrate your birthdays?

Life is rarely boring when one has access to such an interesting community. I will admit, the most recent virus was fun to watch, even if some on here really shouldn't be sporting miniskirts.

That said, there's been some dark questions asked lately, so I figured I'd brighten things up a bit by asking something of my own.

To you, what does it mean to live?