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      Are you sick of sitting around watching the flames and seeing the sky turn red? Had enough of sand, broken glass, and soy steaks and crackers? Come see the other ruined part of the world by boat! We will soon be doing chartered boat rides with minimum amenities (cheese sandwiches, bunks, a bathroom or two and some rowing power ) along the remaining bodies of water. Heck, we might dig a river or two up just for variety. Stop sitting around doing nothing or bemoaning the old days. It's time to live again. Live! You don't have to die (of boredom)!

I was sitting by a tree a good distance from the mall. Nothing but green around. I was reading and making some cards for people when it started getting really warm really quickly... and I think I fell asleep. When I awoke the tree was... gone and I was dehydrating. I had a now boiling elixir in my purse. I drank the scalding liquid and recovered to my normal self, burns and all. It really hurt...like Firaga only worse... Whoever is in charge of keeping this realm stable really needs to do a better job. Destruction, weird weather... Anyways, my cards, book, and purse were alright as I had cast a protective spell on them. That orb I picked up in the seventh world is so pretty and it looks happy to see this heat... Perhaps it had perceived positive abilities that were actually negative ones when used. Who knows.
Oh yeah, the mall's gone... and my town might be too, wherever I lived. I've moved so much I don't remember now. All I remember is loneliness and anger... I hope the PGR staff are safe. My merchandise had no chance of surviving whatever took the mall out. I'll survive...

( Private )

Rydia is running the store for me today. I've decided to walk around and enjoy the weather. I stopped in Byblos to get a new book to read. The store didn't appear open. Was I too early? Maybe Squall locked himself in. Maybe the whole store is on vacation. Regardless, I glanced through my purse to see if I had any small paperbacks in there. I did, along with my green bandanna, shades, and the usuals. Now to find a nice spot under a tree and relax... 
( Private )

I might be paranoid.
Subs are better than burgers.
Good music is good. Bad music is bad.
I'm reading an academic book on dissection and Victorian literature. Sounds like that literary period would be around the same time as my sojourn in World V, if the Victorian era existed.

( Private )
 
Did I mention I might be paranoid?

Hello. My name is Faris. I am a store owner. I am a woman. I am a princess. I am a pirate. I like music. I sit in the cafeteria when not at work and flirt with all of the boys because I have little else to do.

Who am I kidding? I am sitting in my apartment alone with two slices of pizza and a can that contains a carbonated beverage. It's a new year but I don't know what needs changing. Maybe I was never really friends with some people like I thought I was. Maybe I was simply in a mutual use type of relationship with others. Maybe I was around way more then wanted. Maybe I should use these recent revelations to make amends. Maybe I should be more proactive and apologize, but how and to whom?

Let's all work to get along this year, even if we play by different sets of rules.

   While things seem peaceful around the rest of the mall (apparently only one or two owners paid enough attention to NORG to announce their sales. I failed to do so. He always demands things when you least expect it.) we ran into the problem of not having enough of this new singing chocobo people want. Why they can't go to the toy store and get one, I don't know. After our meager supply was diminished, some angry shoppers decided to trash the store. No one was hurt or injured but there were some damages. Pluto Security was nearby which helped. This store, regardless of the mall it's in cannot stay out of trouble. Maybe I should close it down and look for a less dangerous occupation. Even when I worked at the Garment Grid there were problems like this. Maybe it's me... Maybe I've made so many mistakes from the beginning and I never realized it until now. Not big ones but those small stupid ones that build up over time. I shall have to think hard about this.

   PGR has lost its party spirit, or at least I have. A somber tone greets the customers that come into the store. We still sell OK but the energy and fun is gone. Perhaps it's time to reinvent myself and my store. I think I'll take a look at some of the stores and get some ideas that I can combine into something cool, different, and effective... Where to start?

 Now that Paranoia Week(s) is (are) over, PGR is happy to no longer be playing non-stop disco from our outside speakers! We also are pleased to be part of the free sample initiative and have chosen something that although great, is not the best we have to offer, and although cheap, is not the cheapest. Now we know that the diverse Mallboro crowd and employees have different tastes in music and the medium they use for listening to said music. After a long and productive discussion during last week, we chose to change the theme from disco to polka. With everyone liking each other again (sorta) we have chosen to give out the polka albums for free! Use these records for parties, funerals, battles, and in the bedroom! If you don't like the album, feel free to use the album as a clock, deadly discus, or oversized coaster (just don't tell us).

   Man, I get back from a raiding trip and now I'm worried someone's gonna raid me! I've reinforced the store doors but I don't trust my employees and they aren't trusting me. Why? I never did anything bad to them? Does no one not like me anymore? Am I that abhorrent? Nevertheless, I must protect my wares and my apartment. As the poet wrote: "Sundown you better take care if I find you've been creeping 'round my back stairs." That goes for everyone! 

  ( Private )

   We have a constant source of water flowing in the mall! I'd be much happier if my selected medium for selling didn't come encased in cardboard... or if it didn't leave that mildew smell... Rydia, take Benjamin and procure some metal storage bins. Lots of 'em. We are not losing our records to this mini-flood. Everything is high enough for now but might not be for long.

   This may be a new mall and a newish world, but I have the same delivery boy... Either he is trying to destroy me or his superiors are. I got a tote full of country albums.... I didn't order these. Most of these albums aren't even the good country music, and NORG now requires me to play every album at least once when it comes into stock...