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IT KEEPS HAPPENING
I am reusing this journal yet again! Will only be posting in it OoCly, but if anybody from Mayfield still has it added, now would be a pretty good time to fix that. -
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[Phone]
You don't vote for kings and queens, you fools! I consider this entire prom thing an insult!
[Maybe because he's a little too young and entirely too failing-every-class to be invited.]
...Hmmm...
[Filtered to Etna, Flonne, and Pokey]I'm crashing this stupid pointless waste of time to take over! Hmhmhm... I, Laharl, shall be Prom ( Read more... ) -
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[Yeah, Rue's not coming back. Good for her. In fact, it's admirably unconscionable, leaving him alone with the drones and himself and the drones and Giselle. Just the kind of thing that inspires both outrage and respect. All things considered, he doesn't give a damn. Never.
So lonely. So pathetic.]
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[Laharl steps into his living room shortly after the decorations spring into existence, stares at the Christmas tree for a few horrible seconds and staggers back out. Disgusting. He pinballs a bit through the hall, beset by tinsel and stockings and general deckédness. Gotta get out of this awful place. What's wrong with ( Read more... ) -
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[There is a boy standing outside. Particularly, in front of the biggest rock he could find. Is it at Makeout Point? Conceivably. Point is, it may seem dangerous to you for a child to be running around unaccompanied right now! There are no Hazmats around but he should surely be told to go home and OH GOD pebbles everywhere! He just punched the rock ( Read more... ) -
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Ugh. Forget all the amnesia and dismemberments and communists and poisoned milk. You know what really pisses me off about this place? It's so damn boring!Everything on TV is completely asinine, I have to spend half of every day at school of all places, and even if I didn't feel like such an Angel Scout killing time by reading, everything in the ( Read more... ) -
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[After loudly messing with the locks for about five minutes, Laharl winds up to punch out the car window. He stops, realizing something important about being functionally below Level 1, and wraps his scarf in layers around the fist first.]
HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
[THUD]Ow! Stupid arbitrary indestructible doors... I'll remember this when I ( Read more... ) -
Half of me wants to Photoshop an icon but the other half is like "god no"
[Immediately following these transactions, Laharl quickly and stealthily locks himself in his room and barricades the hell out of it. He's Brooding about more than one thing. Nobody can get in, but he does have a phone in there. Nothing's to stop his two BRAND-NEW PRINNIES, however, getting comfortably out of earshot so they can laugh about "Lord ( Read more... ) -
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[Shouting to housemates]
Hey, fake family! If I ever get brainwashed again, one of you has to kill me. They made me brush my teeth! Every single day! A lifelong perfect record, ruined! I'm going to make the people in charge here pay for this with their dignity...
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[Eventually he finds the event ad and reads it over once or twice ( Read more... )