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 Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 12:08 pm
[ J O U R N A L . E N T R Y ]
So my brother has bullied me into keeping a journal to help with my English. Who in this day and age really keeps a journal? I'm not a little dramatic Victorian school girl writing by candle light! Whatever, I'll humor my brother, but this is pretty stupid. Look! I am writing about how stupid writing is!
Anyway, it's been a long day and I guess not an unpleasant one. The dorm rooms are so awesome! My brother and I have our own beds! and a computer and our own desks. It's great. I could stay in here forever. Of course, my brother was clawing at the door the moment we put our stuff away. So I had to follow my around all day and we met this teacher I am pretty sure eats babies or at least kicks puppies in his spare time. His name is Shinji Kyuu and he is part of the magic department.
It will be an interesting school year to be sure.
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 7:48 pm
[ J O U R N A L . E N T R Y ]
There's.... something wrong with our room.
Since the first day we moved in to our dorm weird things have been happening. Some of our socks have gone missing, but we assumed they just got mixed up in another pile of laundry. And things would be all out of place. My clothes would be in Niki's drawer, my notebooks would be on the top of my wardrobe. But that isn't so bad.
What is bad is the things at night when we're in bed. Things start to uhhh move and whine at night. Our beds will creak and shake. The walls will moan and we can even hear laughter. We hear things scurrying back and forth on our floors. It's really creepy! I mean it's probably just jitters still from moving into a new home. But the laughter. It can't be just the sounds of a new home.
Lately, Niki and I have just done our best to avoid the room and if it gets real bad then we sleep in Niki's bed. I hope it goes away.
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 11:13 am
[ J O U R N A L . E N T R Y ]
You know, I've always considered myself open-minded and like spiritual and all that stuff. But this is ridiculous!
So all those creepy bumps in the night and creepy goings on, well, we found out what it was. A freaking weasel! Okay so like there is a little fairytale in Russia about house guardians named Domovi who protect and serve your house. And tradition calls for you to bring your house demon along with you if you move, but no one ever really believes in it. Well apparently this little bugger actually followed us all the way to Shinkami, pissed we hadn't blessed him and the house. And so he has been terrorizing us every since.
Really? I mean really... this stuff is supposed to only happen in books! We have to feed this dumb weasel every day or it gets angry again. Try explaining why we have an old bowl full of granola bars sitting outside our room every day to our floor mates, they think we're weird enough as it is!
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 1:18 pm
[ J O U R N A L . E N T R Y . C R P ]
I met a new friend. Well I hope he thinks of me as a friend. He had the reddest hair I have ever seen. Is it even possible? It might be dyed, I'll have to look into this.
Anyway, he was a nice guy. He helped me out a bunch on the vocabulary. Speaking of which, who gave America or the English or whoever permission to make such crazy words? Do you really need to name every single bone and joint and muscle? I don't think so. Hopefully magic won't be too a**l about it. Right? Well whatever.
It's over with and that's all that matters.
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 2:39 pm
[ J O U R N A L . E N T R Y . P R P ]
Gosh, I'm so embarrassed. I made a complete a** of myself around Weiyuan, the guy who gave me his shirt that night. I've been holding onto his shirt for awhile, not sure what to do with it. I put it through the washing machine and now it's just been sitting on my bed for a few days.
So finally I took it with to find him. He was uhmmm nice I guess. I felt a little uncomfortable around him. Maybe it was because he was older and or was I dunno more confident? But I didn't like catching his eyes. He probably thinks I'm weird now or anti-social. Maybe I am. I got out of there as fast as I could, I can't even remember what I said to leave something stupid though.
I've been staying in my room since then. I don't want to accidentally run into him. Merr...
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 3:18 pm
[ J O U R N A L . E N T R Y . P R P ]
I think I made a friend. I had met him before during that one night. Gosh, he scared the piddle out of me! He seemed pretty cool though, like one of those guys everyone wants to know or emulate, but I was too afraid to approach him. I didn't think I'd ever see him again until I found myself at that crazy mall.
Oh my gosh! What is wrong with girls!? I was scared for my life! Or my virginity I don't know which was worse. It was like they were undressing me with their little dainty eyes! But Scyeth helped me out and took the brunt of most of the hormones. He seemed to be happy to do so. What a friend! I hope I can see him again, I liked hanging out. Though I doubt he really wants to see me again, I probably clinged too much.
Oh well.
I'll have to find my granola bars elsewhere. I am not braving that mall by myself.
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 3:20 pm
[ J O U R N A L . E N T R Y . C R P ]
I don't even want to talk about it.
I... Oh my gosh. It makes me nauseous just thinking about it. And to think I thought he was kind of cool. I just want to crawl into a hole and die.
I may do that.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 9:16 pm
[ J O U R N A L . E N T R Y . P R P ]
One Thing Leads to Another (Sasha + More)
I have faith in mankind once again. I met a boy--man?-- named More, I think he is Russian too! I felt kinda bad for him, he didn't know where he came from. Maybe he has amnesia. Still, it seems so sad. He was really well quiet like I am, but very cool. I wonder how old he is? A lot older than me or Wei. He said he lived in the Teacher's Lounge. Ew.
Well I am really grateful to him, he helped me out a bunch. I hope I can find him again and thank him.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 9:25 pm
[ C R A C K . M O M E N T ]
Quote: Today's CRACK Moment... Herei's officially deemed TODAY as cross-dressing day! All students and staff must dress as opposite genders in order to save their places in the school! That means....YES, Headmaster included! (Norman: *sobs in his bed* )
So, what will your boy look like? : D *ignores the collapsing teacher's lounge in the background as More goes on a frenzy refusing to wear a dress*
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 8:31 pm
[ S O L O . E N T R Y ]
Split in Two
Dear Sasha,
I am sorry this has come so sudden. I hadn't meant to leave so quickly, but I am glad I was able to write to you. I know you'll forgive me though, right? Hahaha. I'll be back soon so don't cry and be strong. I know you can take care of yourself.
Love,
Niki
PS Please remember to feed the Domovoi!
Sasha crumpled the piece of paper into a tight ball and threw it against the wall with a pathetic howl. That hadn't explained anything! Why had he left?! What was he going to do all alone?
"Niki!!" The little boy fell to the floor on his knees, his hands fisted in his hair and pulling savagely. This wasn't fair! The only reason he came over here was so he could be with his brother. And now he was gone! "Damn stupid brother, I hate you! I hate you..." Grinding his face in the floor, Alexander cried until his sinuses swelled and his head began to throb. "You stupid! Stupid! Stupid..."
A strange skittering crawled across the hardwood floor, followed by a usual snickering. It was their domovoi growing restless. Alex grabbed the closest thing he could find--one of his shoes--and threw it at the spying weasel. "Stupid dumb animal! Go away!" It quickly disappeared, laughing maniacally through the walls. He got up from the ground and flung himself on his brother's bed, pulling at the pillow and hugging it against him. It still smelled like him. He kept it crushed to his face as he cried himself to sleep, listening to the tittering of the spirit that haunted them.
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Posted: Wed Oct 15, 2008 6:16 pm
[ J O U R N A L . E N T R Y . Q R P ]
Broken Wings Need Mending (Sasha + Alex)
So I'm apparently not the only Alex in Shikami. A girl too, I guess that works....? Well I'm happy to share the name with her. I can't remember why I left my room today. Probably because it smelled of stale sad depressing funk and that stupid weasel would not shut up! All night long it clicked and laughed and gah!
Any who! Oh yeah, we found-- well I found a little bird in the bushes that couldn't fly. I didn't know what to do, but I found a girl in the Science building (I know right? I REALLY didn't want to go back in there) and she uhhh took charge. At first, she kinda made me feel so stupid, like a waste of manliness, but she told me what I needed to hear even if she didn't know it.
I like her alot. I should visit her sometime.
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Posted: Thu Nov 06, 2008 9:43 pm
[ J O U R N A L . E N T R Y . C R P ]
I ran into professor Shinji today. He was actually a lot nicer than I first thought. He doesn't eat puppies--well I don't think he does. He may still, I've heard some crazy things about elves and demons.
But he was really cool to talk with. He answered all my questions and good lord did I have a lot of questions! I never knew I could talk so much in one sitting! I felt kind of bad yapping and yapping. I prolly scared him. But as much as I was doing this for my brother, I am really excited to do .... uhh whatever magic people do. It'll be fun! And hard, but I am really gonna try this time! I can't let my brother down.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 11:54 am
Master Kyuu Shinji made a grunting sound as he stared at the pile of student applications in front of him. Damn that Dante, taking a trip during the school with Irame back to the forest of mana, leaving all the paperwork to him. (of course, nobody--even Shinji himself---wanted Javelin to do the task, considering what chaos might happen if the professor got her hands on the application papers.) The master sighed, no use in complaining, especially when no one was around him to complain to...
His eyes came across a familiar name, and that was all it took for him to pick out Alexander's application from the pile. Hmm...he had met the kind before. The boy was definitely interested in magic. Shinji was reminded how Alex bombarded questions at him, making him do more talking than he ever would normally. He was assign one final task to the boy before Alex can be admitted, hm? Personally, Shinji liked the boy enough to think this is a rather ridiculous idea. Perhaps he could be a little biased and assign him something simple.Quote: Write a 800 word essay, in full English (with correct punctuation and grammar), describing one day in your life living in Shinkami School of Saviors. Can be either 1st person or 3rd person perspective, but make sure that the perspective stays consistent throughout.
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Posted: Thu Nov 20, 2008 3:22 pm
[ G R O W T H . P R O M P T ]
Quote: Write a 800 word essay, in full English (with correct punctuation and grammar), describing one day in your life living in Shinkami School of Saviors. Can be either 1st person or 3rd person perspective, but make sure that the perspective stays consistent throughout.
It was cold. Well, it didn’t feel cold but he knew it was. It was freezing in fact. He was wearing his heaviest coat and the cold bit right to the bone. But it didn’t feel cold. Even still, his hands were hidden under his armpits to keep them warm. What was he looking for? He couldn’t focus on a single thought. He just kept walking, as if his legs knew where to go. He found his room, but it was empty. No mattress or drawers. No books, clothes. Just a puppet, or a doll in the corner.
Or a boy.
His brother was propped against the wall, grey-brown eyes dry and dead staring back at him. Niki’s purple hair was stiff with ice, dried blood crusted under his nose his ever smiling lips were frozen blue, never meant to breathe again. He grew closer, but it… he… he wasn’t sure it was his brother anymore. It was--
Sasha awoke in a cold sweat. He couldn’t remember what he had been dreaming, but the nightmare had followed him into his room. Maniacal laughter crashed from one wall to the next in a terrible cacophony that left him crawling under his blankets. Clamping his hands over his ears, the young boy burrowed his head into his mattress crying. Why won’t it just go away?! “Go away…!” Sasha sobbed into his sheets, his face flushed beet red and his eyes swollen and puffy from his streaming tears. “Stop it stopitstopitstopit!” The shrill chant at least drowned out the laughing, but he could only maintain it for so long. He ran out of breath and his throat grew sore from screaming.
The bed under him began to move as metal and linoleum scraped against each other in a manner most unpleasant and left Alexander grinding his teeth in pain. He fought through his blankets frantically, frantic to reach the surface, and jumped over to the other bed. He curled up in the sheets and clutched the pillow against him as he shivered. Whenever he was scared Sash would jump into his brother’s bed and sleep beside him. But Niki wasn’t here anymore. He had no one to protect him. The thought left a lump in his throat and tears started again. “Please God, please God make it go away, pleeease!” The domovoi had never hurt him before, but Alexander did not feel safe in his room anymore. It was a constant battle that left him running to his bed to hide.
Something, precious no doubt, shattered onto the floor. His dresser drawers rumbled with a violent fury and Sasha hugged tight against the nearest wall. Fisting the pillow in both hands, he hurled it blindly at his attacker, only to hit the nearest desk and fall to the floor. But it left the spirit running, clicking across the floor in a fantastical and imaginary fashion.
Its shadow scurried across the wall and under Sasha’s bed, blood red eyes staring out of the darkness. “What do you want?!” The boy screamed at the thing, and his only reply was an animalistic titter before its beady eyes disappeared into the shadows. Another click-click-click and a small weight rested by Sasha. He howled and began to kick and pull himself away from it franticly, the sheets pushed away to keep the foul creature at bay. It chirruped and clawed at the bedding to be freed of its plush cage. When it reached the surface, Sasha was met by a black plastic bowl in the small jaws of a brown furry weasel face that stared up at him. It waddled and hopped over to Alex, chewing on the lip of the bowl.
“Wh—What? This is what you’ve been whining about?!” The weasel sat back on its haunches and the bowl slipped back, spraying it with oatmeal and granola crumbs. “I don’t have anymore!” Chirruping low, it sat the bowl down and began chewing at the blankets. The boy took up the bowl in his hands, dusty grain slipping out onto his lap. A little face bumped the bowl and, looking down, the weasel slipped into the bowl, looking for more crumbs. “Stop…” Sasha kicked away the sheets and stood up, dropping the cupful of weasel and running over the bed and back over to his. He wiggled under his sheets only to find the weasel curled up on his pillow, having followed him hop for hop over and making an obnoxious trilling sound. “Now suddenly so cute? Go away!” He tried to swipe the bugger off, but his hand went right through and the little weasel simply yawned.
Ugh! He reclaimed his pillow and moved it over, stuffing it under his head and away from that stupid rodent. “I’ll feed you tomorrow okay? Next time just show me the darn bowl, you don’t have to scare me the crap out of me…” God. It was already almost dawn. What a ******** day.
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 5:31 pm
It's around Christmas. One night, you heard a small noise outside of your dorm room. By the time you opened the door, the mysterious stranger had already vanished, leaving you with a brown, unadorned box at your feet.
Upon opening the box, you found a plushie strangely resembling yourself. Attached with the plushie is a small piece of notecard that says: Quote: To Alexander/Sasha:
Merry Christmas! Unfortunately the administrators have been really busy to host a formal event...so here is a small present from yours truely. You have been a great addition to our school, and we truely appreciate you being here with us. Keep up the good works, and have a great holiday!
By the way, Master Shinji does not eat puppies for breakfast. >:
".................." Squatting down, he pushed the box between his legs and into his room before closing the door once again. He kicked it once more just to make sure nothing was alive to savage him and folded the box flaps back and looked inside.
Weird.
It was a little doll that looked like him. "That's... kinda creepy..." And it had a little ghost with it. Sasha couldn't help from smiling at that little detail. So, it was kind of cute. Soft too. Smoothing the dolls hair down, he tossed it onto his bed with the ghost.
"Oh..." There was a note too. He read it slowly, some of the words still unknown to him, but he got the gist of it.
By the way, Master Shinji does not eat puppies for breakfast. >:
............ Well.... for lunch then.
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