I must be more sick than I thought. Urghhh~~~~~

Whooooo! Uhm Mr. Jack Frost! I have a box here all wrapped in wrapping paper, with sparkles, ooooh and a bow, and ribbooooons! Come pick it up if you want!

Hmmm....figured a way to put 'it', but what is the 'it' that goes in the box again? ZORT! Maybe some lemon heads and bubblegum. Haha!

((There ya go Frost-mun! One Pinky accidentally placed in a box for you to pick up in his world! Should I put a RL thread on his journal?))

Why... this ain't got nothing to do with ducks. The Cap'n has been in a right mood lately, and he's been wantin' some real fancy dishes to quench his appetite and disappointment, methinks. His latest wanting is of duck and pheasant. I don't got no recipes for ducks or pheasant.

Blimey... Cap'n Barbossa is going to be angry when he finds out I couldn't find a recipe, otherworldly box. I hope he don't shoot Pin and me.

I haven't quite figured out what this all is yet, Pin says it's some kind of magic, voo doo makin'. But it don't seem all bad, 'praps I'll find me recipe from some 'o the good folks in this here otherwordly box, aye?

I'm looking for someone named Jordan, who can world-hop. I've heard that you can take me to wherever Maraich is. I've come to retreive Euram Barows' stolen item.

And Mr. Euram Barows, what does it look like? I don't want to get the wrong one and have to do it again.

My love holds me back from fighting him...How can he fight me, if he loves me. How can he do it! I fear going to sleep tonight, if I do, I think serenity might take over, as she tends to do when I am really down. I need to cheer up! It's so hard...Everyone is counting on me, expecting so much...to much. How can one be expected to be happy all the time? I feel like some where along the line of being a "super hero" I lost sense of self. Who am I? Usagi? Sailor Moon? Princess Serenity? Who am I? Why am I destined to pain. My friends...try to help. But they don't understand, they can't understand. I try not to let on when I feel like this, I don't want to disappoint them. How can I go on like this?










[Hackable]

Hi everyone!

Misa's sorry she's been gone for so long! She had a super secret...engagement she had to attend to [[i.e. her roleplayer had competition last weekend and WON and now has study sessions until 5:30 everyday until March, including saturdays]]. She's not allowed to tell you about it yet, but she will when she can!

So how is everyone? Anything exciting Misa missed?

Ow. Fuck. OW. This godforsaken piece of machinery keeps attempting to electrocute me. What is the point of this, little machine? I could crush your flimsy monitor with one hand.

Hn. I thought you mortals would have made these things slightly more sentient by now. Guess I expected too much from the human spawn of Ra. As for his immortal children...am I the only one of my kind here? Really? I'm surprised Osiris hasn't shown up to try and civilize this cesspool. Ra forbid there be any chaos. Prat.

To those of you who know not who I am, my name is Set, one of great strength, lord of the desert, chaos personified, and master of storms. Set. Not Seth, though you can thank the damnable Greeks for that mistake. Have they not learned to stay out of business that does not involve them?

...(The instructor better be happy with this...I can't believe I let her talk me into interacting with people over this thing...)

...Who's out there?


(I really see no point in this...Forget it.)

…

I’m pink.

WHY AM I PINK?! I was black, a nice sable - the color a raven is supposed to be! - and now I look like flying cotton candy? Doesn't anyone realize the danger I'm in looking like food around a guy with so many teeth? He won't stop grinning either, creepy bastard. Seriously, who did this? I'd like to be turned back before I'm made into tall, dark and creepy's lunch.

 Talking box....I shouldn't be using this. Broke the last one. Thoth....he's still mad. But he's not here right now.

I noticed others were here. With mortals. Trying to rekindle lost worship? They forgot us for a reason. 'S what Anubis said. Try try try, but we're all still fading away. And they did, you know. Some of them.

....

I'm....I am Horus. Is....my family? Are they here? I can't....I can't find them....

Tulio, this is fantastic! It's... what... is it? This book, when you write in it, it writes back. I know, the little voice, I probably shouldn't have touched it and probably shouldn't have opened it and now I'm reading it... I think I'm talking to someone, should I...?

Hello?

Hmph. This business of other worlds may be the most ridiculous thing that I have ever heard. I do, however, have more than pointless banter as my main objective here--I have heard that a lawyer is here that I must speak to. I am afraid that I have been attempting to get in contact with him for quite some time, and apparently he has been wasting his time on such foolishness.

"Miles Edgeworth chooses death."

Boy. Explain yourself immediately.

It's amazing, really, the things the mind can create. Especially when one is as ill as I. If only such things existed in the waking world, everything would be much different I imagine. A way to bring music to anyone who wished to hear it, truly a fantastic notion indeed.

I don't quiet understand the idea of a journal that anyone, anywhere can read. I always figured such things to be private matters.

My name is Frédéric-François Chopin, a dreamer, and it is a pleasure to meet you all.

Yo. M’names Yusuk&^##(*hFdf;kahga’a’jd89eFkas%(&%(*

Puu! Get the hell off the fuckin’ keyboard!

...Aw man, you didn't... That's disgusting...

Uh, sorry. My spirit beast decided to have a fucking shit on the keyboard... ...Whatever. Aside from the rank smell it’s not too bad... Just gonna have to... How the hell do you even clean a keyboard?

...

Damnit now I forget what I was sayi!()%&%&()Fjdf;aag$ufdft02kto

PUU! GET LO-- Nononononono! Don’t close! What the fuck I said don’t close you stupid piece of shi--

FUCK!

Screw it, I give the hell up!