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 Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 11:24 am
►Sleep Over◄  ►Entry Number• 015
►Other Info•Other Info•Starting Post: [xxx]||Ending Post: xxx||Post Count: 46Yookami-kun After the little group had gotten home and the adults had set up their living room for all the children to sleep, both Markus and Victor left Yoo to watch after them as they went up to their room. The children were left with packets of un-popped popcorn, a large shelf of children movies, and a TV with a DVD player connected to it. Markus knew he would have to check on them every so often just in case but he was hopeful that nothing would go wrong since he had confidence in his boys. "Have fun boys and be nice to Moira." Markus said when he poked his head out from his room.
Yoo felt happy that he had been left in charge of everyone. It made him feel responsible and more grown up. "Ok what do you guys want to do? We can watch a movie or make we can play some board games but remember. We have to be quiet or else mother and father will be woken up. We can't have that. We have to be good, ok?" He questioned before going towards his room. "Come on guys. Lets go put on our pjs."
The young incubus boy watched as his brothers all ran off towards their rooms but he didn't follow just yet. He looked to Moira and tugged her hand, want her to go with him. The boy slowly made the girl go with him all the way to his room where he finally let go of her hand as he ran in to get his own pajamas. As he did that he would look back to Moira every once in a while hoping she wouldn't go away.
The twins were the first to finished getting into their pjs and poked both their heads into Yoo and Vic's room where they noticed Moira. Both laughed a bit and went beside the girl. "We're going to have fun aren't we Moira. You better get changed." The twins said but as quick as they appeared they were off, giggling like school girls. Professor Pseudonymous By the time they had gotten back to the large house that the four boys and their parents lived, the pink haired half breed was pretty tired. She was so out of it that even with Vic leading her about, she hadn't noticed that everyone was changing into their pajamas until the twins peered in and spoke up. Yawning softly, Moira rubbed her eyes before opening her small bag and pulled out the large, over-sized-for-her, black shirt and set it down. Turning so her back was to the boys, she took off her maroon shirt and put the larger shirt on, keeping her shorts on because she felt it would be the right thing.
"I've never slept over anywhere before.."
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Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 11:25 am
►Guitar Serenade◄  ►Entry Number• 016Dear Journal,
Sleepover was awesome to say the least. I got really good sleep and I woke up with Vic holding me. He was warm. I hope I get to talk to them all again soon!
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Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 11:28 am
 ►Dorm◄ ►Entry Number• 017
►Other Info•Other Info•Starting Post: [xxx]||Ending Post: xxx||Post Count: 5Professor Pseudonymous Unlocking the door to the dorm with the key she had been given by one of the attendants in the lobby, Moira pushed the wooden door open to reveal the rather bland gray, brown and green room. A thin frown made it's way to her lips, half expecting pure white walls instead of the depressing gray that they currently were. "Can't I paint the walls...?" She asks before looking back to her mother, hoping she could, even if it wasn't going to be a masterpiece like Silas' works. Moira wanted something more, something a little homier, pinks and whites, or some other color aside from what was already there. "Or change the furniture.." she mutters, walking over to the bed and kicking it. Fiye She gave a small chuckle when she saw Moira's reaction to the dorm room. Looking around it for a moment as she set down Moira's bag, filled with the clothes that Deskri had helped picked out for her. On another note, she still needed to repay him for doing that for her. Too bad he hated her beyond repair.
"Painting the wall yes, changing the furniture though, I'd have to ask," Syth responded, moving around the dorm room, "Just to let you know, you'll have a roommate too here. Though, I promise she'll be nicer than Yoko," Syth replied, looking back at Moira with a small smile, before turning to put away her clothes nice and neat. Though, she was at a lost at what to do. She had taken Moira here, showed her to her, and couldn't help but look to the girl, wondering if there was anything she needed. To be honest, when she was moved in, she had been perfectly fine with the way the room was. Now though, she had to make sure Moira was fine with everything, and try to help her as much as possible.
"Oh!" Syth responded, moving to reach in her pocket, digging around a bit before pulling a plastic card. Or more specifically, a debit card. "This is for food, and if you need to buy new clothes. Though, try not to go overboard with it,"
Hopefully, she wouldn't like to regret it.
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 8:38 pm
 ►Broken Image◄ ►Entry Number• 018Dear Journal
When I was re-arranging the stuff in my new room, I noticed... I can't remember what my Mommy looks like. I remember what Lucian looks like, but no Mommy or Uncle Rasi (but I never met him to begin with).
All I see is a stick figure with a '?' on its face...
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 9:15 am
 ►Broken Reunion◄ ►Entry Number• 019
►Other Info•Other Info•Starting Post: [xxx]||Ending Post: ||Post Count: Fiye Two days ago, she had received a letter, the simple fragrance of it telling her it was from Alice. Luckily, her hiatus would not have lasted as long as it had the last time, though, after everything that had happened in the last month, having two helping hands would make things much easier to bear. She would make this as much of a surprise as possible for her children though, a new start. Try to fix up the mistakes they had made (Things had jumped to pretty rocky. Silas was as calm as ever, but Moira seemed more likely to act up if anything. And Yoko.. was herself. Always away from the picture and doing her own thing in the background.
But yet, she had to bring Moira back to the house, saying that they were having a get together today, and going out to spend time. Trying to build it all as a surprise. She didn't know when Alice was coming by though, yet, it seemed right now get a meal started. Some lunch to be made. Things were getting back on track, life was going to get easier, and perhaps, she should start looking into private housing. x I n s a n i c x Asu x Silas toddled out of his room to investigate what the smell coming from the kitchen was. He peered around the entry way, and spotted Syth making lunch.
"Whu's tha' fer?" He asked, mouth naturally forming a frown. Despite the obvious cheery mood in the kitchen he still wasn't quite sure if the lunch was for everyone, or if it was just for Yoko. Something in his head said it was just for Yoko, but he wanted to hope that some of it was for him.. he was rather hungry after all. Professor Pseudonymous Moira had gotten her mother's [Syth's] note about some strange get together, so she had spent most of the morning getting ready for not only that, but for the little 'dorm-welcoming' party that she had come up with a few days ago for Vic, Akito, Akira, and Yoo seeing as they were all moving into the dorms as well. More time with her friends couldn't be bad, right?
After her several-hour-long 'prep time' was done; having made herself a measly bowl of maple oatmeal and a banana for breakfast, taken a bath and dressed herself in a pair of skinny jeans, a green t-shirt with a tiger and the words 'man eater' on them, and her pair of rainbow-heart-covered converse (as well as her hair done up in a messy bun held up with a variety of pins and hair-things), the girl had made the walk to her Grandmothers home. Letting out a soft sigh when she got to the door, Moira opened said door and made her way inside.
"Momma?" She called out, having a quarter of a hope that she'd get some answer. She did get one, but not in words --- in a scent. The scent of cooking food. Moira made her way to the kitchen by memory, stopping several yards away from the entrance as she spotted her brother, Silas. Even though her nightmares had stopped, Moira was still frightened of her brother. Not wanting to let the fear get the best of her, she subconsciously brought her right hand up to the black guitar pick necklace that hung around he neck. Taking a moment or two before turning around and heading back to the door, feeling the need to sit outside to gather her thoughts.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 9:25 am
 ►Broken Family -- A letter to Alice◄ ►Entry Number• 020To my "Mommy"
How dare he
How dare he
How dare he
How dare Lucian assume that everything at home is fine and dandy when he, Mommy, Gramma, and Uncle all leave just because HE happens to get sick. How dare he talk to me that way as if Silas and I got the attentions that he and Yoko got. How dare he think that Momma wasn't hurt by all of this. How dare they all come back and want everything back to the way it was.
I hate you all, especially you, Mommy b***h , for making us all hurt. Did you think that things would be all fine and dandy like they were before, when we Silas and I never got any attentions from you anyone?
Love
Un love
Sincerely
Eternal Hatred
Your daughter
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A shadow
Nobody
A pink haired girl
Someone you know knew.
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2010 9:33 am
 ►Gotta try harder◄ ►Entry Number• 021Dear Journal
I've been training to get stronger 'cause no one has told me what to do around here, I don't know if I have classes or not.. Momma never told me. I think she forgot my entire family forgot I existed again. So I've been training every day, but It's getting cold outside and I've been getting the sniffles or whatever they're called, so maybe I should do my training inside.
Haven't seen Vic or anyone in awhile, the dorm is awfully quiet now that Panda moved to his own place. I'd visit him but I don't know where his place is.
Oh yeah, I have a facebook, I have most of my Family friended and some friends and even a few people who I dunno, but they were friends of friends so I added them. Everyone's been ignoring me on there too.
Maybe if I become strong enough they'll notice me again.
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 9:29 am
 ►The true wish◄ ►Entry Number• 022Dear Journal
The Academy is holding a Secret Santa thing for Christmas, I decided to join but gave them a very easy list.
"Anything, it's the thought that counts, right? It's not like she'll be spending this day with her family or anything."
But it's not what I really want. What I really want is someone, anyone, to be there for me when I'm sick, hurt, sad and even happy. I want my family to stop fighting so we could try to be happy, even if it was for one day. I just.. I've seen so many happy families when I'm outside, walking on my own. I want that..
I want to be able to smile and laugh with my family and have occassional fights but no.. we're at each others throats. I want a normal family...
I don't think I can have that .. I don't think we can be happy even for one day. My moms might be but.. I think everyone hates me now. I guess it's what I get for being a fighter.
I just want happiness.
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2010 11:17 am
►Thanksgiving◄  ►Entry Number• 023Dear Journal,
I've never been so stuffed in my life! Yoo and I made most of the food seeing as the twins, who had recently grown, were playing and Vic was being silent as usual. Silas joined us once the food was done, which was a little..strange seeing as he looked a little disturbed by something.. I wonder if it was his one friend..she wasn't happy the last time I was near Silas..
A-anyways, Thanksgiving went better than I was expecting, I spent it with friends and one of my siblings. Better than being alone by far.
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 8:25 pm
►Vavavoom◄  ►Entry Number• 024Dear Journal,
I woke up this morning feeling strange, which wasn't normal, though my chest was heavy. I have boobs..!
I apparently grew during the night and man it's going to take me awhile to get used to my new body. I should probably go buy myself a few bras and a few new shirts..
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 7:40 pm
►Commons Area◄  ►Entry Number• 025
►Other Info•Other Info•Starting Post: [xxx]||Ending Post: xxx||Post Count: 20Professor Pseudonymous Moira had taken over the Commons area, the xbox she had purchased with the card that Syth had given her was plugged into the large TV in the center of the room, as well as the 'kinect' that came with it. Dressed in a tight fitting tank top, which she had bought when she was smaller in both height and bust, a pair of cut off jean shorts, knee high converse and a few bracelets that she had decided to wear that day. Hair done up into a ponytail, she danced to 'Evacuate the Dancefloor' by Cascada that played on the screen and through the speakers as she payed Dance Central.
With the weather cold and depressing outside, the half-angel had taken to using the Dance games she had just recently bought. Panting softly as she continued to dance, the young lady was completely oblivious to anything around her. Yookami-kun After an hour or so of looking at himself in the mirror, went out of his room. The moment he got out of his room he could hear the faint sound of music. "Huh?" Following the sound of the music he came into the Commons Area where he came across a dancing Moira. The incubus gasped as his eyes were glued to the now teen Moira. Within seconds of watching her, Vic has already gotten a nosebleed and a special calling for attention.
"She looks so ...hot!" He thought, still not moving an inch from where he was at the moment.
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2010 5:37 pm
►Crushing◄  ►Entry Number• 026Dear Journal,
I think I've fallen for him..
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2010 6:22 pm
 ►Babysat◄ ►Entry Number• 027
►Other Info•Other Info•Starting Post: [xxx]||Ending Post: [xxx]||Post Count: 13x I n s a n i c x Asu x His parents were going out, Myrtle was taking off to see her family for the day, Felicia was needed at her house, and Christopher had called in his well-earned vacation. That left "11-year-old" Tobias by himself, which was unacceptable no matter how much Edgar insisted that it was. Melinda figured her husband secretly wished the demonic child would get himself killed or something... Edgar had always had an extreme hatred for demons. Perhaps she should have read the damn paperwork more closely when she adopted Tobias. If she had realized what he was, she wouldn't have brought him anywhere near the house.
And so the couple debated for hours on the previous day about how they were going to get away without bringing Tobias along to a rather important party that Edgar's boss was putting on. Myrtle politely interrupted with a flier the school had sent in the mail that day, one that was offering babysitting services. They jumped on the chance.
Tobias was told to wait on the front porch for the babysitter to arrive, and that he was not to enter the main house at any cost. They had made sure to stock up the guest house with food and any other necessities he should need, just to make that even more clear. And so the boy was indeed sitting on the front porch, wrapped up in a blanket since it was a bit nippy out. He stared out at the driveway with blank eyes, not really looking at anything in particular. Since his little incident with his father, the will to really do much of anything other than exist had seemingly been drained from him. He just half hoped it would come back some day. Professor Pseudonymous Making her way to the address of the house of the child she was supposed to be babysitting, though judging from the tone of the woman on the phone the child in question was going to be a handful. Arriving at the mansion, she stops several feet away from the front porch, her eyes widening a little when she sees a boy, a meta, sitting on it. "Hey there, are you Tobias?" Moira asked curiously as she walked closer, keeping her wings tucked to her back under a coat seeing as the place was a ways away from the Academy grounds.
Looking around quickly, she took a quick survey of the area, wanting to make sure that no humans were around, knowing that they tended to freak at anything 'not normal', including a person with wings. Taking off her coat, she offered it to the boy, "You look a little cold." She says softly, smiling gently.
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2010 6:25 pm
►Presents for everyone◄ ►Entry Number• 028Dear Journal,
I bought presents for everyone I know, even those on the Secret Santa list that I don't even know. I want to make sure everyone gets something, even Yoko and Mom..
I got something for Vic too, I hope he likes it. I might buy something for the kid I'm baby sitting too.
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Posted: Mon Dec 13, 2010 7:07 pm
 ►Secret Santa 2010◄ ►Entry Number• 029
►Other Info•Other Info•Starting Post: [xxx]||Ending Post: [xxx]||Post Count: ~10x I n s a n i c x Asu x A few days prior, Nova and Avon had sent out letters to all of the participating Metas stating who they were getting a present for, a bit of information on their Meta, and when everyone was getting together.
The gym that had previously been used to decorate for the Halloween Ball was now decorated as a sort of winter wonderland with fake snow in the corner, snowflakes dangling from the ceiling, and sparkles just about everywhere. They had also provided a small refreshments table, just in case anyone decided to stick around and chat and then found themselves hungry or thirsty. Professor Pseudonymous Moira opened the door to the gym, half expecting it to still be done up in Halloween decor for some reason, though when it was properly done up in Holiday decor, the girl smiled and made her way in. She had gotten pretty much everyone on the Secret Santa list a gift, some she didn't spend more than 20$ and for other she spent way more. Smiling when she found out she was the first one, the lavender haired girl walked over near the refreshment table and set down her pile of gifts, grabbing one of the uncomfortable metal chairs and putting it near her pile of gifts.
The half angel had gone all out for her first Christmas, wanting to make sure everyone who was there got something, she was even dressed up for the occasion. Sighing softly, she sat down on the chair and leaned back, "I hope I got everyone something that they like.." she murmurs.
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