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(( OOC: I'm closing/deleting this journal one week from now as I've been updating on my other occaisonally more than this one as well as a new arc.. and frankly I don't like keeping so many journals. too much logging in and out and I'm quite lazy with that :D;
I thought it'd be rude if I just suddenly deleted this without so much as of a warning, so hopefully none of you will get the wrong idea now.
- ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) yuuji and if you haven't already or want to still friend me for my boring RPness/insane oocness, I'm right there. ))
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Tuesday, December 7th, 2004
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"Are you my brother or his shadow I wonder?" The brunette hair dyed rouge didn't even bother to turn, she already felt the cloth of the young man's robes brush against her. No, rather she knew he had been watching her. But to be confronted in all the places like the scorching desert linking Comodo and Morroc?
He smirked at the question, amusing really.. him a shadow. With a swift fluid motion he swung his arm was around her, giving her a half "hug" as he nuzzled whilst passing.. continuing his stride ahead of her, till he turned about rounding on her. His voice edging with a purr.. he was fond of "his sister" after all, and the fact that she seemed every bit like the one he knew, the one he remembered..maybe it was comforting for him, just a little, "Does it really matter?" The tip of his tail flickered as his eyes narrowed staring back at her with a piercing stare. Smiling all the while.. not quite the same as usual, was it an edge of insanity?
Soon enough a trail from the Kokomo beach to the east of of Morroc had been laid, littered remnants of the creatures, monsters, goblins, and kobolds that had just happened to be in the wrong path at the wrong time -- which happened to be their path. Not one traveler or adventurer in sight which just made everything so much more.. worth it. For him anyway.. he wasn't in the mood to be stopped by someone. And for a few hours they talked with a casual conversation.. as though brother and sister haven't met in a long while. Including plans and so forth after. Verdande curious to know if her "shadow"; the one he had seen would have made her proud inquired and was much delighted upon the answer he provided. She didn't want to have a shadow that was anything like her real brother. He was pathetic, a weak link proving that her blood was tainted.. unlike a real demons. In turn the conversation soon turned to power.. and plans, dreams. Oh how he respected her idea.. Were as he wished merely the Rune-Midgard to be destroyed or at least more chaos.. she'd prefer taking over and controlling the world. It amused him too though, she loathed most humans after all.. yet wanted to keep most of them alive. Him? He didn't care so much anymore. He lost his faith. Though both of them were intrigued by their violet clad stalker.
She was curious to the talk too, especially him.. especially his agenda.. and her real brother.. yet he spoke highly of the perks of being half-breed.. Maybe even giving her a new outlook, hopeful.. what he said made true sense as he preached.. like a priest with his wisdom. ..But she did care for her real brother.. and Yuuhji's plans were slightly.. unnerving, questionable.. was it really needed? It ran across her mind, he did have a hidden agenda.
"Heh and you say you don't feel the tinniest bit jealous? or angry or bitter?" She peered
"Oddly, no I don't." He smiled quite cheerfully with a curt reply, his tone finalizing, he really wished to discuss it no further.
"He has everything that was once yours. The love of your life.. your life.. your "essence. Your just a shadow compared to him," She smiled in turn awaiting a reply, she'd get her truth now.
He paused, ears folding back as she listed.. she touched a nerve. "...I'm over it," The young priest had lied without guilt unlike his opposite who would have most likely died with the guilt. His tone cold and harsh as he stared off at the port of St. Damon, with a gaze devoid of all emotions, a darkness bottomless as the sea was itself.. slowly his lips played into a smile..the thought of going back. Whatever it takes..This had to work.. and yet the thought of giving "himself" a gift.. and just maybe a chance to live and survive through Ragnarok.. even if he was currently doing fine by himself. But the hate had re-kindled coursing through him like poison, causing his fist to clench tightly, trembling with repressed rage. Why? Why was it like this? He had his stupid seal. Why was he here?
Verd tilted her head, her own ear wiggling curiously at him.. as she stared skeptically at him, she didn't believe him in the slightest and by god were they both so much alike he just spaced out didn't he and what the hell was he being so smug about?
"..Lesson's are harsh and cruel after all.. what better person to teach and remind him than himself?" He turned giving her one last demented sort of smile back before stalking off. Disappearing. Missing.
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Xionne had been tracking him already for so long, intrigued by such a .. phenomenon occurring. A disappointment was how he turned out to be, consumed in his own hereditary darkness. It took him a while to come around and for someone dubbed with the same insanity she had so much wisdom to spare. Offended him at the same time.. though that seemed to be dying down. He didn't want her help. What soul was she talking about?
Yet he listened to her, lost in though, still the "friend" she was to him. He watched her, supporting, and he was reminded about that something that had always bothered him, he never asked before.. but now he could sense it. She wasn't fully human either.. And so he asked.. and so it gave him more to think about. Himself now as an actual person.. not a shadow, just a person.. Not so much related and linked to Yuuji as well. He was linked to him in a fashion though, he'd have to play with that feature in the near future some more. Being born again and not having things like bloodlust control him..being in control.. being better than he originally was.
Another version of hope? perhaps.. She reminded him so much of Danae as well.. Especially in that cuddle.. And oh how it hurt yet soothed him. She had never received a hug nor had anyone ever before bothered to ask about her past.. shocked, perhaps even flattered.
Pity or determination.. He couldn't tell at the end. But it gave him something.. in the meantime for his "break". Another gift.. One last "good" that he could do.. aside from the sealing of the book. She deserved something nice just as much. So many nice presents.. it amused him because he didn't know why he wanted to give it.. considering he really had no purpose and certainly didn't feel like being in Rune-Midgard as opposed to his own Rune-Midgard.
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Tuesday, November 30th, 2004
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He was already there. He had been there all along. Watching, waiting.. Watching the pathetic excuse of a half-demon roll over, eyes slowly closing.. to let a few tears escape to fall to the pillow, his back turned away from her all the while as he 'hid' curling back into position, burrying half his face into the pillow as he clutched on.. as if clinging to someone.
He tsked.. Yuuji hadn't even bothered to patch himself up, letting his wife's hunting dagger clatter to the ground, partly coated in his blood as she departed shutting the door, her footsteps residing as they dissappeared -- out doors, far away. A small pool of blood dripping to the floor, trickling a small pathway at the edge of the bed.
..and so Yuuhji waited while his "real self" lay asleep, healing slowly in the process. Watching over him like a hawk.. and subtly enjoying the aroma of blood that soon filled the room. Demonically sadastic, he grinned.. how he wanted to lap it up as he watched. Blood was like honey to either one of them.. Though Yuuji perfered to stay away from such practices as drinking or licking it.. he remembered the surreal dream like test.. and the consequence it held.. While it brought some powerful drugged form of extacy.. it raped him of his sanity, his judgement -- to the point where he nearly killed himself. Nothing but pure unadultered blood lust, including his own, he wouldn't mind drowning in it.. but that of course was a dream.
Yuuhji gave a short triumphant smile in either case. It was only a matter of time. There were bigger things in the works. Didn't matter though, he'd enjoy biding his time here, watching him fondly.. though much like a favourite toy.
Yuuhji scowled down at him as the younger priest stirred from his sleep, disheavled, unfocused, scrambling his weak pathetic self up.. to .. write? What the hell was he thinking? So pitiful watching him.. He glared angrily, does he expect to survive the his current objective? He had been comepletely domesticated. He stilffled a laugh.. was he going to write some will or something? He laughed, he was gonna heal.. or maybe it was.. something more.. So he watched him write.. and close the book -- a journal.. before Yuuji sighed looking back.. and around.. was he looking for something? or maybe he was sensing him? He flipped the journal closed thoughtfully, ignoring everything as he stood up before plopping back to burry himself into the half empty bed.
Yuuhji made his move them.. as soon as he watched Yuuji's his eyes shut.. and he relished himself in the softness of the bed climbing onto the empty spot, once again partly draping his upper half over his counter part's chest another partial hug -- thought different hand rising to caress his fringe away from his eyes, away from shrouding his elven like ears. Just enough so he could tease it with his voice, and the words.. how he haunted him with them.. haunting him in his sleep as he whispered all his fears. His grin broanded to each uncomfortable squirm Yuuji had made beneath him.. struggling so weakly..beneath him.
He'd give him another reminder. He needed it and he would give him one, even if it drove him insane. He seemed to forgot so easily. This would be a perfect time with all that was happening around him.. he was amazed he didnt bother to question Danae about her recent quietness -- No, Yuuji was probably blaming that on himself.. his reaction to the past dream prooved that. The lesson though.. no matter how "domesticated" a demon was.. half or full.. deep down inside.. He'd realized that there was no good or evil... but was there really no good or evil?
He needed his fangs bared. Ragnarok is coming after all.
Waking up is knowing who you are.. and he's only just begun to wake up. Yuuhji was going to wake him all the way. And what better chance than now? It was as if the fates commanded for it. He'd remove the seal on Yuuji even if he had too.
..and so the tock ticks as the time goes. And all that remains.. just for now, just to leave. Goodbye, another kiss. Cursed were his kisses, just as others has cursed him. There would be no sorry, he wasn't the type to say I'm sorry..it was too easy that way, it wasn't as hard. .. god he loved the pain.. no he couldn't run away from it.. so he chose to love it.
But for now.. he had to get going. Yuuhji would have to play with him later.. and torture slowly he would. A purple headed assassin though.. she'd been watching him for sometime.. and he could still feel her eyes on him.
He smiled faintly.. with angelic gentleness much like Yuuji's usual smile..though easily belied with devilishness.
"Mm..Xionne..?"
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Friday, November 26th, 2004
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"What?! No!" Yuuji stared with incredulous disbelief back at his ominous looking judge. A look of absolute disgust and horrification crossed his features, taking him several minutes before he regained enough composure to reply back. His ears drew back defensively as he snapped back with a snarl, eyes flashing warningly to the Judge's own piercing gaze that was neither helping his current mood as he continued talking slowly, firmly.
"I didn't do anything like that! You've got it all wrong! Why would I have such a malicious intent on someone that I *LOVE*? It was a gentle nudge, I didn't SHOVE her!"
The short blue haired female crusader that had brought him in shook her head with pity at him, "Such a shame.. a priest too.. full demon or half blooded they're all the same.. and now one of the best demon huntress' out there is gone..
She cleared her throat, firing a look of resentment back at him before she continued -- she was probably a close friend..?
"Witnesses have stated otherwise.. and did her behavior later on not prove otherwise? Yes, it may be suicide. but *you* drove her too it. Falling to their doom is not "exciting" for others as maybe you have found it, but then you probably just some masochist-sadistic whacko," her voice was cool, yet snide.. the way she had said it.
..She was right. Why didn't he see it earlier? Why couldn't he figure it out sooner.. Why didn't she tell him earlier? He could have gone.. and.. everything would have been fine.. She would probably still be alive. His gaze steadily fell, as he breathed out as though waiting for his last breath.. waiting for time to stop.. blankly staring at the ground. His mind denied. It wasn't true, it couldn't. It couldn't. ... Oh god, It was. The fear of his dream came back.. It was right all along.. Something so little.. he just meant for her to have some fun.. since previously it didn't seem like she was with him.. No certainly not after the wedding. .. He asked to soon didn't he? No, he just fucked up like usual. Hell he probably couldn't help with that incident with the yggdrasil tree.. maybe he was better of.. being a demon.. he was one after all.. even though half.. but obviously this..? It must be in his true nature.
The judge merely shook his head as they watched the young priest fall into such a submissive state.. probably still in shock... maybe trapped in his own mind now.. just going over those treasured times. Sitting there up against the chair, half curled -- yet not, he was like a marionette with the strings cut, features drooping as the movie played in his head repeatedly.
Now that we're here, it's so far away
All the struggle we thought was in vain
And all the mistakes, one life contained
They all finally start to go away
And now that we're here, it's so far away
And I feel like I can face the day
I'm so afraid of waking.. please don't shake me..
And so he stayed unmoving like that for a day, eyes staring vacantly open at the ground, occasionally blurred with silent tears. No one's voice, nothing brought him out of it, no magic spell, no whack or beating .. his body as battered and torn like from his battle with Osiris... And now.. now he couldn't even even help the other people.. what more the one person he loved the most.. No prayer to Odin, nothing.. He killed her.. they were right.. and he was being dragged off to a cell, but he didn't care.
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Only once did his features twitch or move -- to the sound of his own voice.. or rather Cursed's .. whom he had fondly dubbed "Yuuhji".
Yuuhji draped himself over his wrecked half before talking quietly in his ear. "Understand now, don't you?" his tone seething with a "you knew it all along so stop acting so.." tone.
The longer crimson haired priest pulled him into an oddly comforting hug as he gave a bittersweet smile, Yuuji's body shuddering against him as if to suppress himself-- or any emotion for that matter.
"Now you know how I felt. .. but driving her insane s oquickly. Now that.." He laughed, "that is something I gotta applaud you for .. cuz me? I would NEVER have done it .. unprovoked that is -- "
"I- .. I didn't.. " He mumbled, deliriously, shaking his head as he drew himself into a tighter ball, fingers grasping, clutching onto Yuuhji's robe -- or rather clawing onto the cell's wall.
"Hurts doesn't it? The truth.. of everything." He smiled with bitter spitefulness, reaching for something his robe before he slid it into the palm of Yuuji's hand.
"You know.. that's a dream right? .. Maybe you should wake up, now"
Unfocusedly Yuuji's gaze dropped to the palm of his hand.. a dagger now resting in it's place. He stared at it.. one more scene to reply.. one more moment of happiness.. what if Yuuhji was right though..? But what if he was just imagining him? His eyes neither moved as he held his breath. ..What if this was the nightmare though..? Right? He woke up didn't he. He passed his test. Yuuji's fingers twitched as he moved it up, letting the tip of the dagger lightly pierce atop his left breast, near his shoulder -- right ontop of the tattooed sealing.
"Aa.. wakkata.. Gomen.. ne... "
He smiled weakly as he let out a cry into himself, plunging it deep in to feel the searing pain.
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Slowly his eyes opened, pain still coursing it's way through that area, but there was no dagger embedded into him.. yet blood was flowing down his chest profusely, rocking himself.. as he heard footsteps, and his ears went up in anticipation as he heard a familar voice.
"Hon?"
"A-Aa..?"
...She was alive..Danae was alive.. was he dreaming again? He was awake now.. right? His gaze dropped as he winced from the pain.. eyes watching the flow of the blood as it went down slowly, dripping onto the carpet below to form a small puddle. He breathed out in relief.. a faint weak smile.. she was.. all right.. didn't matter now.. he just knew he was so tired.. so sleepy.
"Aa.. just.. 5 more minutes.. of sleep.." Yuuji rolled over, eyes slowly closing.. to let a few tears escape to fall to the pillow, his back turned away from her all the while as he 'hid' curling back into position, burrying half his face into the pillow as he clutched on.. as if clinging to someone.
"..."
"..okae" Yuuhji had smiled smugly.. though bitter, pale yellow eyes, gleaming with the moonlight as he turned around, dissappearing off.
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Saturday, September 25th, 2004
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The inner sanctum of the Prontera sanctuary housed many a path; its wide corridors stretched out leading into rooms, study areas, it's own library. In the dead of the night it lay dimly lit with it's torches and lamps.
Father Alberto sifted quietly through books, studying them for reasons only that he had as his own or perhaps a higher up. It was the perfect time of the day -- if you could call it that, for him to study, wheeling himself to read one parchment to another. Everything after all at this time was either asleep or lurking quietly, being a sanctuary as it is many of the other nuns and priests and acolytes in training lay asleep quietly in their bed. A calmness for everything to rest; even said to be a time that the world is at peace.
Yet this night was different from the normal ones.. A clamorous noise emitted through the walls from the next room to his study. Father Alberto had not been the only one to hear it as it as the room was 'guarded' by another room. He rushed out -- in fear for he was in charge of the room and had the only set of keys to it. Two younger priests; a brother and a sister peered their heads out of the other surrounding room, staring back in dire concern before apprehensively looking at the room's door in question. They nodded to one another determinedly.. after all they had the skills to put a stop to it. Alberto fumbled quietly for the key before inserting and twisting it.. opening the door fully.
The contents of the room lay in it's spots, books upon books, trinkets, magical items, charms lay filed away.. but something lay on the floor, out of place and shattered into several shards. and in its place stood the shadowed figure of a young man -- nude no doubt as the shillouette's flesh was outlined in the moonlight; wind swept platinum hair, styled and just inches longer that someone who had looked so familiar.. yet the eyes were a dead give away, pale yellow as it stared at them.. demonic.. The figure merely grinned devilishly at them, Before darting forward fleeing into the night past them.. the young brother and sister collapsed dead to the ground.. not even given a chance to utter a scream as they bled, blood splattered across the room. Alberto stared deep while into shock before he hollered throughout the hallways for assistance. He sighed with deep regret.. and worry, praying for those that have fallen.. and praying that the damage to come would be minimal, considering Rune-Midgard already has enough problems.
Tomorrow when the mess was cleaned up he'd have to see about what could be done.. and how it was possible in the first place.. After all that work and time spent.. All that remained were the cursed requiem's shards.. and it running loose.
Broken.
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Monday, September 13th, 2004
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In reply to danami's ((OOC: This won't make sense because I've been lazy updating and, well, Yuuji is about to "wake up" from his "test". It's a long story and his journal probably will explain it better XD. But, in short, our RP so far has been a "dream" and when he wakes up, the real stories start there.. and anyone will be a victim, mwahaha. Either case, entries from Danae now will be of the "real" her, and will commence.. after that Amatsu update :D Hopefully I won't be so lazy XD; ))
That last entry was the final IC entry on this journal.
As Danae/Xio said: My old journal, yuuji will explain it.. hopefully understandable enough, I doubt many of my writings make much sense XD rofl. And if you've figured the continuation and real stories will be there on yuuji Once we get Amatsu you'll be able to see the explanation and the very first story :D Prepare for a really long, boring entry bwaha..
>>? and Whatcha mean by anyone will be a victim? ::confused, lost, blinks:: o_o;; I guess in other words to really say it, this journal was mainly his "test" journal, He's been pretty bad, hasn't he? :3
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"And you call yourself a follower of Go--"
Yuuji's laughter rang through the half-lit room a bit too gleefully as his grip tightened, holding the horrified priest against the wall. The blue haired priest glaring back into mutinous silence though staring at the half demon confusedly, mouth left ajar as he gasped for air; his words forgotten.
The half demon's smile broadened at the futile struggle. "I did ask nicely.. but If you want I'll continue to ask this way as well.." Yuuji's bright appearance suddenly turned dark as he glared darkly, fingers bearing themselves into his neck drawing tricklets of blood. His voice dropping lower, just above a whisper.. thought the one.. was dangerously warning. Glaring impatiently as he spoke, "I take that back..I'll savour this moment. Want to know why my friend? Because a while back I have a very set of .. mm.. what's the word? Nice dreams."
Yuuji ran a hand through his platinum hair brushing it back before tossing the priest aside like a rag doll sighing.
"Imagine this then..being out underneath a petal rain of sakura leaves under a tree, the ground littered in a bed of it.. and you are beside the one person you cherish the most, staring at her in the most gorgeous of wedding dresses as she sat beside you. And at the one moment of ease.. you feel your hand ripping through her guts, and your arm inside her.."
He hesitated once again before turning back to the shaken priest. "So how would you feel? Want to stop it don't you..?" Soon enough he was standing over him, before he even blinked, kneeling down and staring into his eyes giving a low growl.. yet managing to keep the other priest fear stricken and to the ground, taking the time to lick his blood stained fingertips with relish. Continuing on cooly. "Don't worry it'll heal quickly.. if you tell me where to find it, I'm sure you've read it. ..and I'm sure you know what it feels like.. to be tangled in your own web of chains.. and that peace unattainable. no matter what you do..until someone helps you out of them.. You'd want to help them when they're in trouble, don't you? Are you not a follower of Odin as well?"
He stood back up briskly again, his eyes trailing down to the less shaken priest who was merely looking at him as though he had never seen anything like him. "Like I said.. I don't have much time. So if you will.. " And shakily the battered priest pointed in the direction, looking there before it trailed back -- to a blank spot. The last remaining thing that the priest saw was the rim of his robe disappearing at the turn as it lingered by the quick speed.
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The final piece.. Exorcising is the trickiest of businesses .. as well as the most deadly. There is always the chance of either being possessed instead or.. using all of one's life force. I am neither trained for this.. but I guess this is the true test now, I won't fail for you.
..I wonder if you'll remember me If something goes wrong? and that.. I'll love you.. always
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Wednesday, September 8th, 2004
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[ OCC: I can't apologise enough that the previous must've been incredibly confusing because some weird thing happened, and I guess it doubled .. so when it posted x_x.. I didn't catch it till.. now rofl..and yes it's STILL confusing if you weren't there.. and is still meant to be confusing. Yuuji isn't all there right now, but he's getting better or rather let's says Evil Yuu XD ]
What if you were given two choices? The choice to save the one you love.. the one you care about.. yet everyone in the area dies.. or the choice of saving everyone.. but the one you love dies? The same old tale that you always here.. with no other option. It's a cruel choice, even for the goddess? Even the selfish person? Maybe.. maybe..
A choice given.. by a simple book it seemed.. though a dark one, written in blood -- and ancient like the time when Glast Heim was still inhabited with people and not ghosts. A book that contained the darkest of magic; all in a lifes work.. except with something more than just daily entries and academic notes -- magically dark that is.. summoning demons for one. But that's just the top layer.. the real problem is the curse it has.. and as Danae tells me it, it contains a several page listing of all the lives it has taken.. reading such a simple little book.. Driving it's readers into insanity, causing some of them to summon and cause destruction.. requiring a sacrifice in the end. ..And this is how Glast Heim ended.. or so the story goes as far.
And so Perim comes, maybe some cock and bull story about being Danae's true mother, and being revived.. to finish the job? Not to sure, but the way I figured it.. considering she doesn't want to notify of her presence.. maybe all she really is.. is just a guide.. but.. I wanted to give her.. the benefit of..doubt, trust? then again something about her.. but what if it was true? Several mystical items exist throughout Rune-Midgard after all.
To make the long explanation short.. I met with Perim like planned and gave her the book .. but it was the wrong one.. so.. I was laid out with choices since the time elapsed has increased to the point where it's too late.. And those two choices are now my two choices. Payon.. my 'hometown' would be destroyed.. wouldn't even be enough time to warn people.. and even if I did get a chance.. it'd still be a massacare, sou darou na~? How it tempts me to be selfish so..
After.. I met up with Danae, I was happy she waited me there.. she's so good I didn't even sense her XD .. or maybe I'm just not as good as before.. So I have the real book this time.. after much.. persuasion.. and I can say I am a bit hurt.. being lied to like that.. but I guess I do deserve it.. but her time.. it's running out and she doesn't deserve that.
So now.. Now I'm writing in here, after reading through the book; The Aath Mel'em an, bunch of bull if you asked me, reminds me of how boring my entries are. XD e_e;; kuku.. finally remember the name correctly now..
But now.. I have a third option. Written in archaic demon language. A way to keep sacrifices to a minimum. ..and a way to call it out. I thought at first the sages of Juno might be able to help, but it really does require exoricising.. something only a priest can do. I wonder if that's what Perim meant by only I could do this?
The cost is plenty in my part..but I'm ready for it.. always am after all.
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Thursday, July 22nd, 2004
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[ updated new default icon .. think I need more practice with CGing and colouring still.. I have no idea what style I'm using o_O;
and~ .. finished the colouring so I hope you two like it more now. Feel free to save it -- Sotto and Xiang-chan only k thx.So hears the real gift ;D
you are now a proud owner of a yuuji ..lute! o_o .. I think that's a lute.. ::doesn't know instruments names:: :D;
stumped on the wording once again, might take a while for this entry love, gomen =x. Hope you slept well :3
and the rest of you are doing ok :D and if things are bad.. well they'll turn up then.. hopefully .. >> << beat it with a poring. /pif
At least you guys have an air con in summer school I hope, Kali? XD; good luck with it anyway
[ Edit: ..Lj cut hates me :D ]
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..ROFL. No.
ROFL.. no really.
This journal is staying like that temporarily until I decide upon a few things or act upon them. Which is currently of creating an actual blog so I can mass post on different characters instead of creating 468766 journals for each of them and taking up space and whatever, I will keep this journals for comment/reading purposes. /omg an actual site :O; ..lot of work ahead /ok
I took the default user icon down, because even though it was a gift, I feel turning it into a icon is more like art theft even though I do credit and still thank her for it.. I am a twit like that.. and Yuuji has also gone through so many changes so that's not a very accurate portration, and I'm in the works of making some more.
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Saturday, December 27th, 2003
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It's odd. The atmosphere I mean. You can really feel the good cheer and at the same time there's a deep saddness.. even I can't put my finger on it. It's funny really also.. because I've gotten gifts from several people which I thought never really acknowledged me in the first place. Luckily I've been carrying gifts around with me to give also.. ||D
Heh, I awoke in the worst of moods.. and it really wasn't till just before midnight I started feeling more.. calm. The acolyte warp scammer in Archer Village prooved to further worsen my mood.. It was sad because some people actually fell for it.. but on christmas eve? So I made a stand when he did decide to show up an hour later again. This time the guild backed me up. I should have taken a picture then.. speaking of which we were also discussing about guild pictures XD I really should try to keep it more active.. but at the same time I don't want to put pressure on my friends there, like a few of the other guilds do..Then again I think they're preparing for the War that'll be comming.
Later I hung out in the usual spot for a bit as, Ely, Star, and Sherry made their way to continue on the Antonio hunt, I had my fill the night before with Danae. From my experience I was practically useless..a very sly criminal indeed >>;
Exhanging of gifts was pretty fun, I still need to get gifts for others. [[ ooc: Personally, I think they should have put out the even earlier like they did last year..last year I didn't have this problem ||D;; ]]
I'm extremely exhausted right now, sleepy even. My fault for venturing down the the caves third level..I failed to aquire the gift either way..like it's gonna be easy with those .. bouncing terrors @@; I visited the chief to obtain more information on the gift and I talked to her grandmother.. it's a sad story. .but.. that still isn't going to stop me from not touching them with a 100 ft pole ||D;
Ah..let's see what else happened.. I've sinned..For I stole Danae's santa poring '' not only did steal it with a penu spell, but I bible whacked it to drop any candy canes ||D; ..Then again even she couldn't hit it as it was immune to silver arrows.. so techinically.. it still wouldn't have mattered..er..right?
And.. I ran into an old friend, it really is good to hear from him again.
Merry Christmas, Minna-san!!
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contemplative.
accomplished.