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[explorationist]

[Do you know what the best music for jamming out to in the middle of the night is? Loud, obnoxious, easily-stuck-in-your-head pre-teen-perfect music.

With the sound of a pre-teen singing as loud and obnoxiously as she can over the journal with no intention of stopping, aren't you just ecstatic with the fact that you live in a castle with a bunch of

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[percepts]

[ ... ]

Cor... aline? Is that you?

[explorationist]

The one and only.

[percepts]

[ there's a pause, and then she giggles. ]

Hi! I didn't know you liked pop. You don't seem like the type!

[explorationist]

Yeah, I just got a sudden urge to listen to something new.

[percepts]

[ snickering: ] At this time of night? Not that I'm complaining, mind you!

[explorationist]

Why not? It's fun to make people angry. Hilarious, really.

[percepts]

[ ... okay. ] Maybe not hilarious. Not everyone has the same sense of humour, and all.

[explorationist]

Well. Sometimes it is, if people have a bad temper.

[percepts]

Haha, aren't you worried you'll get someone really mad?

[explorationist]

What'll they do, though? I'm not going to go make my friends mad. They know my room number.

[percepts]

[ she grins. ]

Okay, you've got a point.

What's up, otherwise?

[explorationist]

Nothing, really. I need something to do around here. I need another prank to pull!

[percepts]

What kinds have you pulled so far?

[explorationist]

Let's see... I've filled the swimming pool with chocolate, filled Wybie's room with balloons, filled Crowley's room with styrofoam, glued Wybie's furniture to the ceiling, and duck-taped everyone's doors shut.

[percepts]

[ ... impressive. ]

You can... have a hundred fruitcakes delivered to someone's door?

[explorationist]

[girl's got skillz]

That. Is a wonderful idea.