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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 11:20 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 11:23 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 9:40 pm
He usually only had to do this for children, these days, Chaco said. Or at all, ever. It was rather unusual that Kunny sent him on a mission, let alone that the assassin was home at all. And he'd bought cell phones. That in itself was rather strange. But Aylee had been happy, so all's well that ends well, or so they say. So he landed gracefully in front of Pryderi and Maelon's house, unsure of what to do. Did he knock and wait for someone to answer, just leave the package without a knock, or knock and leave before anyone could see him? He opted for the latter, because he didn't want to give them a chance to refuse the package (Kunny's orders), and didn't want to get into a long conversation, either. But he also didn't want to just LEAVE the package for anyone to take. That would be bad. So he set down the box, knocked on the door, then took to the sky as fast as he could, hoping that no one would be any the wiser that we was there. (Uh, Chaco, your logic is terrible). Letter Dear Pryderi, I know you told me not to buy you a cell phone, but I decided to anyway. I took a look at my plan, and it was very cheap to add another line. Or two, since I decided I might as well buy one for Maelon as well, while I was out. Also on my plan: phone calls and messages between members of the same plan is free and doesn't use any minutes. As an aside, don't worry about using minutes, either. I rarely use my own phone, and I have rollover, so I have more minutes stored than I know what to do with. But somehow I doubt either you or Maelon will use very many either. I hope you like the phones and that the colors are okay. I went with a simple silver and black. I figured it was best to give you different colors so you wouldn't get them confused. I also included some phone straps for you both, and I hope you like them. Also, both phones have photo capabilities. Oh, and the numbers for the individual phones are on the pieces of paper I taped to the phones (if the papers are dislodged, they're also logged into the phones themselves). Well, that's all, and I've probably blathered on too much already. I hope they come in handy, though. Love, Kunny P.S. I've listed my sister's, Chaco's and my own cell numbers below (I picked up phones for them as well), in case you need to get in contact with me and my phone is dead or I'm not picking up or something. Or some emergency happens with Mae or anything like that. Mine - 555-555-5501 Channa's - 555-555-5573 Chaco's - 555-555-5542 Also in the box with the letter were two cell phones: 
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 11:18 am
[ Reserved - Phone response post ]
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 11:20 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 19, 2008 3:02 pm
Aaand we’re good.
Alright, learned some important life lessons not too long ago, and I felt that you guys out there would like to know about. Why? So do you don’t do stupid s**t like me. Not like I care, and I think it would be funny to see you guys do stupid s**t, but I digress. Hopefully you’ll never have to run into anything like this in your short, tiny little lives, and you should be extremely thankful.
The first life lesson: Works sucks after you’ve been up all night doing World of Warcraft raids with your buddies. Even vanilla lattes don’t cut it, especially if you can’t stomach that much caffeine before noon like me. If you can make it through lunch and then get your coffee then, props to you. Otherwise, you’ll be royally screwed.
Second life lesson: Never, EVER under any circumstances let a girl invite you into her bedroom. I know, I know, you guys out there are like WHAT at this, but it’s true. Believe me. You may think she’s all “let’s have sex” or whatever, but she’s not. She could be leading you into a horrible, horrible trap in the form of a man-eating plant. No, I’m not kidding. This has been done to me. It’s not pretty. So to all you men out there who like going into girl’s bedrooms and that sort of thing, BE WARY. You may never know what the hell kind of things will be growing in there.
My final life lesson for the day is to always carry hairspray, even if you don’t use it. A lighter would also be handy, but you can always gank those off of some unwary smoker. These two things will come in handy, especially if you are dealing with a man-eating plant. Apparently they explode really easily (yes, something else I’ve learned first hand and it was not pretty. Plant boogies all over my hair and my shirt and just bleh. On that note, it would probably be beneficial to bring a towel along too, just in case. That or a shield. Plant resistant in the best kind.) Why am I telling you to bring all this, or at the very least keep it on you? So you don’t get funny looked from the guy at the corner store for buying four bottles of hairspray and a lighter. Arsonists, anyone?
Anyways, it’s some super special Chinese food bonanza downtown and Paragon wants me there. If you take anything from this, you’ll know to be prepared.
For anything.
Maelon signing out.
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 9:16 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 9:17 am
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 9:17 am
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 9:27 am
Light is on~
Alright, first things first: Sin'aeis kids are weird. I mean, I thought I was a little strange looking some days, but Chaco must be getting drunk or something when he makes up these new kids. I saw this one who had like... I dunno, flower petals or something for ears. I mean come on. And then there was this other one with a huge amount of hair like tentacles. I am really afraid to meet that one again when he's older. I fear the hair will like... get a mind of its own or something. Somehow I'm glad that I only got stuck with these funky ears and my blue scales. Totally not as random as some of the stuff I've seen. The sheer number of toddlers I keep running into from that mansion place is really starting to creep me out. I mean, what is this a toddler army? I think I might just stay in the house for a little while longer. Hopefully things will all blow over then.
Speaking of blowing over, the reason I am recording this from Paragon's couch – comfortable as it is – instead of my much more comfortable bedroom is because Paragon decided that we were all going to crash at his house. Somehow, after we went out for Chinese food, everyone decided it was a good idea that we go out to the bar. I was like "Uh, no thanks I'll just go home now" but apparently that translated as "Maelon wants to go" because I ended up being dragged there anyways. Things were... well, I guess they didn't turn out as badly as I thought they were going to. First of all, Becky and her little friends weren't there, so automatically that started to get the fun out of the negative numbers. Second of all, I didn't see Lilly anywhere, which meant there was no Akilah, which meant I was totally safe from any harassment last night. That got the fun metre up to... oooh, let's say negative fifty and a half. Yeah, that sounds about right.
Anyways, Feral and I seemed to have the same idea about going to clubs, so we hung out at the back until Paragon decided to come and get us. And man, was he ever drunk. Like I mean so drunk he was practically falling all over himself. Brine looked like he was getting there too, and Smog was totally trashed. To be honest, it was kind of funny. Smog and Paragon started doing the chicken dance drunk style, and it even got a chuckle out of Feral. So midnight rolls around, I call Pry to ask if I can stay over at Paragon's house 'cause there I didn't really feel like walking home, he says yes, and so we all end up piled into Paragon's bedroom with a couple of air mattresses and a few blankets.
Needless to say, didn't get much sleep, seeing as Paragon kept talking all night. Eventually I dragged him out to the couch so everyone else could get some sleep, and here I am now. He got up about an hour ago, so the couch is all mine, at least for now.
Note to self: do not stay over at friend's house when they are drunk. They do a lot of weird things.
Later
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