This might sound a little strange, but...well, with Luna's party coming up, I figured I should probably go shopping--I really don't have that many good changes of clothes, since I do so much fighting.

So is there anyone else who'd be interested? Though, to be honest, I'm not sure where would be the best place to start.

*Nagisa is turning over the Cure Black figure Yayoi got her for her birthday once in her hand.*

Do you guys have your own merchandise?

For that matter, what's the weirdest stuff you've seen with yourself on it? Because they apparently sell Precure soap crayons.

Why do things like diaries exist? There's no point in recording each act of your play when it is useless and benefits no one. There's no audience member who will read it all at the end and be moved or laugh at the pitiful actions the actors took to stay onstage or to force the curtain from falling.

Except, of course, for him. A diary is a pitiful thing, but his ideals are pitiful as well. Perhaps forcing everyone to write one so I can give it to him as a farewell present would make the tragedy even worse for him. Knowing what went on behind the stage might possibly make each ending stab even deeper into his heart. A twist of the knife to cause him to cry..that shall be a wonderful reaction. It is what he deserves until he can come to the truth.

Okay, because someone--and by someone, I mean J--not only took home the saddest puppy he could find--and by that, I mean Ren--but ALSO finished off our allowance of enetron after some asshole--and that's Messiah, by the way--stole my entire supply from Hyperspace....I'm holding a bake sale to pay for more.

...Oh, and Makoto says we need meat buns. So we definitely have to pay for that too.

[The camera pans over a plate of blue-tinted blueberry muffins with sad faces made on them in a drizzle of icing.]

We have angstmuffins.

[Now a tray of donuts, with a hand-shaped cookie on top.]

D'oh!nuts, in a vanilla with different icing.

[A rather pathetic-looking apple pie, shaped like a crescent moon.]

What I'm calling the "Derple Pie."

[Some rather sloppy whoopie pies.]

Whoopsie-pies. And pot brownies.

[The camera swings over to some brownies...in pots. With a notecard reading "Note: Do not contain actual drugs--Kurorin would kill me, and I'm in enough trouble as it is."]

So, any takers?

*Makoto is marching around the EMC in a plastic tiara and using bedsheets as a cape. She's reading off of a scroll made of taped-together looseleaf.*

Since ugly face makeup man said I was a magical fairy princess someplace, I, Sawatari Makoto, am now princess of everything. That means I have decrees! Because everybody has decrees when they start ruling something. *clears throat*

I decree that I get infinite meat buns.

The residence halls in the Command Centre will now be converted to a giant blanket fort with extra pillows.

Studying is banned.

Cool people also get to be princesses. Boring people have to be servants and give me free stuff. Anyone who complains has to wear a stupid hat.

Oh! I call dibs on owning the community, too! And I want it to give better viruses. Fun ones.

The end. Until I think of more stuff.

AAAAH EXAAAAAAMSSSSSSSS!

Hi Community.

Exams suck.

That is all.

There are a lot of us here who are still in school, so I've been thinking, we should really start a study group to help each other with our homework. It could be really useful, don't you think?

I'd love to help, of course; exams just ended for me, and summer holidays will be starting very soon. Until then I'm a bit... busy, but in a few days I'm sure I'll have all sorts of free time.

Okay, if I'm very, VERY lucky, Prof. Collins is only going to think he had a bad night, and I'm not going to end up in the worst trouble of my life.

...So. Since I've probably confused everybody, I just made a huge mistake, thought my new teacher was a shapeshifting snake creature, attacked him, learned I was wrong, and then dropped him in every swimming pool leading to his house. Okay, it wasn't just me--the other Guardians helped, but they were following my lead.

We tried to cover up all the damage by setting him down on a chair, spreading crickets around him, and releasing his pet lizard so it'd look like it got out while he was asleep. And I have no idea if he's going to buy it.

And worst of all, I have to put up with Caleb telling me "I told you so" for the rest of my life.

Have any of you ever served detention before?

Everybody's studying for exams right now. [Sena's laying on her bed, dressed in a tank and shorts.] Nobody even comes to club anymore so it's been boring. How do they expect to make friends if they have to work so hard on studies?

[She's definitely whining.] So, I want to do something fun. It's not like it used to be so I can just invite you to do something. [Now she smiles, actually looking sweet.] So, let's do something fun together, okay?

[The video opens on a desert. While at first it looks fairly normal, just your average barren wasteland with cliffs, it's quickly clear that this isn't the case. Firstly, rather than being blue, the sky looks like someone opened up a computer.

Secondly? Well, there's the strange, demonic looking biker who's shooting at a bunch of smaller monsters floating in the air. It's not a very exciting fight, though. It takes just one shot from the biker's gun to tear through about a third of the monsters. It's over in a flash and the monsters pretty much disintegrate, leaving only glowing particles... which the demon biker proceeds to absorb.]

Heh! That was barely even worth the effort! Talk about pathetic.

[Huh. Isn't that odd? This guy's voice almost sounds like a deeper, more threatening version of a certain fireball-throwing pest.

He's almost about to walk off, when he stops and turns, noticing the device that's filming everything. He casually walks over to it and picks it up, looking straight into the camera.]

Well now, would you look at that? And here I thought this thing just got sick of me and kicked me out permanently. It sure as hell wouldn't have been the first to... But I guess I can't get rid of it that easily.

S'been a while, though, so I'd better introduce myself, huh? The name's Beelzemon. Don't forget it.

Terra, you and I have our Mark of Mastery exams tomorrow. I made us good luck charms.

[Her voice sounds happy, but forced. This is a tough thing to relive, knowing how things turned out the last time.]

...Somewhere out there, there's this tree with star-shaped fruit, and the fruit represents an unbreakable connection. So long as you and your friends carry good luck charms shaped like it, nothing can ever drive you apart.

[And now her voice is wavering. Badly.]

So promise me. No matter where we go, no matter whether we pass or fail this exam, no matter what happens--we'll always find a way back to each other. That we won't let anything get in the way of our friendship.

[Then she manages to get her voice back under control.]

Sorry if that sounded a little weird. I guess I'm just nervous about the exam...

Okay so...

My whole canon just suddenly unlocked itself on the community. And I read up on it annnnnddd...

Does the earth have "Completely and utterly destroyed" insurance set up? Because that's what happens at the end of my battle.

Advice please.

Oh god, I googled myself!

Why did I google myself?!

This is probably a dumb idea, but Yayoi and I were talking, and this idea came up. Since there's a lot of us still in school--high school or whatever--maybe we could form some kind of homework club? That way, anyone who's good at one subject can help someone who's bad at it. And we can meet when we're not saving the world or whatever.

It's a really rough idea right now, and we'd have to figure out worldhops or even where to hold it if anyone's interested, and there's the difference between countries and worlds to consider, but math and science are usually pretty easy to work with, but it was a thought.

I'm sorry it's been several days, community! Schoolwork is keeping me dreadfully busy-- not that I'm complaining, of course. But I just had to come and talk about something strange that's happened. Harry and Ron don't remember this place at all! I know this happens sometimes when people leave, but they didn't forget right away, only just now. Has this happened to anybody else's friends?