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 Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 6:02 pm
You somehow obtained the letter from Professor Thorn addressed to you personally. Here is what it said:Quote: Dear Julia Gale,
I know you do not know me, but I have a rather large request for you. I need you to bring me something. Here, let me explain. I am Professor Thorn, I run this...agency. I have to get my hands on rather peculiar items. You see, the item I am needing for my future plans is actually rather easily obtained. But, it must be kept in mint condition for the procedure to work correctly.
Alright, the item I ask for is a violin. This can be obtained in any way you can think possible. All I ask is that you get it to me. The reward for this, is great. Please, just be somewhat discrete about this letter. The agency is a secret. Thank you for your cooperation.
-Professor Thaddias Thorn
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 6:42 pm
Julia was bored. Even the word "bored" can't express how bored she is right now. Here she was, sitting at some cafe next to Damien. Across from them was her own family.The teen merely nodded her head several times and answered any questions that were directed to her. But mostly, Damien was doing all of the talk. Thank god! She couldn't stand having long boring conversations right now.
She held up a glass of water and took a sip from it. She blinked when she saw a reflection of a man, sitting at the table behind her, on her glass. Was he...was he staring at her?! Julia turned around to look at him, but at that moment, he quickly turned the other way. "Creep..." She muttered under her breath and then turned towards Damien when he looked at her with concern.
"Something the matter?" He asked.
"No...I'm fine..." Julia looked over her shoulder again to realize that the man who was watching her was gone.
She felt Damien's hand quickly leave her shoulder and Julia glanced over towards him to see what's wrong. She sighed and then looked over at Gloria, who was busy glaring at him.
But before she could say anything, her mother, Faye, had scolded the little girl. "Behave yourself!"
But before Gloria could complain about the "pig-headed man" for taking away her "beloved older sister" away, a waiter had arrived with their foods.
He politely smiled at everyone as he passed out their orders. While passing Julia's sandwich to her, he says, "Be careful while eating!"
Said girl gave him a rather blank look, although he continued to politely smile. "Enjoy your meal!" He added before quickly disappearing into the kitchen.
"Do you know that guy, Julia?" Damien asked, rather concerned, and perhaps with a twinge of jealousy in his voice.
"No." She simply replied as she picked up her sandwich and took a big bite out of it. However, she bit into something odd and immediately dropped the sandwich onto her plate.
"Something wrong?" This time it was her dad that spoke. Everyone at the table was no focusing their attention onto Julia, much to the girl's annoyance. When the group didn't receive any answer, they continued on with their conversation while Gloria had gone to the bathroom.
No one was paying attention to Julia now so she carefully lifted the top bread slice off of the sandwich. Using a fork, she pushed all of the tomatoes, cheese, lettuce off. Julia's eyes widened in surprise as she noticed a sealed envelope was stuffed in the middle of her sandwich.
What in the world could it be doing in her food? She had the right mind to sue this damn cafe! That way, there won't be any family meetings at this place again!
Though, the envelope looked rather nice and official-like. It peeked her interest as to why it was stuck inside her sandwich of all places. Grabbing her napkin, she wiped the envelope clean and then stuffed it into the pocket of her jacket. Julia would just have to look at it later.
Besides...not only did she currently have to endure boring family meetings today, but there would soon be a war for Julia's attention between Gloria and Damien soon.
Ah hell no!
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 7:52 pm
Dear Journal,
How should I start my oh-so-lovely day today? Can you just hear the sarcasm dripping from that sentence? After the lovely incident at the cafe, I ended up being dragged around by my little sister to various places at a mall. So there wasn't a chance for me to even open it and scan through it.
That was...until I lied saying that I needed to go to the bathroom. That's right, I was reading a letter in a public bathroom. Is that wrong?
Of course, I didn't expect what was written in the letter. Not only was it weird and talking about some sort of secret agency, asking for a violin, but it was really personally addressed to me. Can anybody say, "freaky?"
Not only that, but it's to be kept a secret...or something.
Is that even possible if I have rather snoopy people I currently live with?
It did mention something about a great reward.
Oh joy.
When I give this "Professor" guy what he asked for, the reward better be worth it.
I had to endure reading his letter in a terribly, horrible place after all.
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Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2008 8:10 pm
Dear Journal...Diary...
Sorry....I don't really want to discriminate between the two....
Anyway,
Really, I never thought that getting a violin would be such hell to me. I wasn't really into in the music business from the very beginning. Nothing against it really. I just don't play any instruments. So when when I asked both uncle or auntie to take me to the nearby music store, they constantly began to pester me about the sudden interest. Of course, since the letter told me not to tell anybody, I just made a lie. A horrible one at that.
"I need an extremely brand new one that was just newly manufactured and shipped to the stores. If I don't have one, I can't participate in my volunteer work at the hospitals to play soft music to the poor children!"
Okay, so the letter only specified that I needed a violin that was in mint condition. But I made up the lie on the spot and it was pretty hard for me too. Had it been a stranger, it would have been slightly more easy. But I have to thank the gods that auntie and uncle are very gulible people. So, of course I kept getting pats on the head and shoulders for being such a considerate and good person to the unfornate.
If only they had known my real intention...
Sadly, Damien wasn't exactly as gulible as his parents. I can't help but wonder if I really like that about him. Or perhaps hate it with passion. Whatever the case, he decided to pester me about it. I didn't want to give him the same lie I gave auntie and uncle. So I just told him to shut up.
Surprsingly, it worked.
Though I know that in the pit of my stomach, I'll have to apoligize to him soon because not to long after leaving the house, I felt guilty.
And the feeling of guilt still clung onto me as I was being driven to the fancy music store.
And it was still there when I was looking through all the instruments...
It continued to haunt me as I finally found a nice looking violin and as it was being placed in a protective case and then to the cashier front to be paid.
And holy sh*t, I never knew violins were expensive (even though I wasn't the one paying for it...)
If they were cheaper enough (or perhaps I'm a real cheapskate and never realized until now) for me to afford a second one...I would have bought an extra. To hit somebody over the head with. Oops, did I actually write that?
So...mint condition violin....CHECK!
Now to deliver this thing in person to "Professor Thaddias Thorn"....
I wonder if there are any children hospitals in Aekea that needs volunteer work....
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 10:35 pm
You awake the next morning, awaiting your reward that was spoken of the night before with Professor Thorn in the lobby. You wonder what it could be. Once you think you've had about enough of waiting, you hear a knock on the door. You jump up to see what could be awaiting on the other side.
You open up the door, and find a basket. What? As you look inside the basket you find a gorgeous baby girl wrapped in cloths. What could this be? Well, this is your reward! You find a note attached to the top of the basket handle. It reads:
Dear Julia,
I'm very glad to have been able to meet you last night. Thank you for coming. I'm glad all went well and I hope you begin to fall in love with your reward. If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me via Layla anytime! Thank you for participating, you may keep the room key and this could be your second home if you wish. I just hope it suits all your needs, and I hope you like your phone! Layla told me about your hour long phone calls. Hah, no worries. Bills are just bills after all. Have fun, I hope you've had a nice experience and a good night sleep. Have fun with your new baby! Give her a name and everything too. She needs to have a good home. Thank you once again.
-Professor Thaddias Thorn
Well, what a surprise! A girl!? That's the reward!? If you do have any questions, just go down to the lobby/lab and ask away! Have fun with your new baby girl!
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 11:38 am
August 6th, 2008
[Before the knock on the door]
I finally haul myself and the violin over to the address in the letter, only to realize that I wasn't the only one to have been sent a letter. But what really bugs me is the people that work in this facility known as "Project Itemis". I had asked what the Professor , but I never recieved the answer I wanted.
Speaking of which, that Professor Thorn person is very....suspicious. Or very insane. I think I should really keep my distance from the man though. On the outside, he and his secretary seem like really nice people. But I bet both of them are really insane people.
I really don't have anything against the secretary though she is usually sticking her face in those magazines of hers. I wonder, if a person that had been uninvited managed to sneak into the agency, would she even notice? It's reasons like this that I prefer reading a nice thick novel. Hell, even a picture book is better than one of those gossip columns.
They even had prepared rooms for the other woman and me and had even allowed us to keep them. I don't mean to sound ungrateful but that is rather...creepy. Not to mention, I had to be forced to stay in this place otherwise I wouldn't get the reward for brining in the desired object.
And for all my hard work, I refused to leave the building until I got my prize! So of course I stayed for the night.
After giving Damien and his parents a call. Then I was urged to call my parents so I did. The only thing was, I didn't really tell them the truth. I had lied saying that I was staying over at a friend's. Not anyone that they know of, actually.
So if I somehow disappeared, or went missing, my body would remained undiscovered. Not to mention, this is the only proof that would reveal my killers. It'd probably be burned after the room has been excavated and cleaned, thoroughly to destroy evidence.
Holy crap there was a knock on my door!
.......
If you have found this diary and there are no entires after this, that must mean that I've fallen victim to a murderer.
Thank you.
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 6:59 pm
[August 6th, 2008]
Since this is a new entry since the one from moments ago, I can proudly announce that I am officially alive and well. For the most part at least. All I have to say is;
WHAT THE F*CK AM I GOING TO DO WITH A BABY?!
If you're slow or something, I just received my reward...and it's a baby. The old guy is rich an all, I was kind of expecting like a money reward? I, well actually, Auntie, spent a good amount of money on the violin I delivered to him.
Really, know I know that man is INSANE!
Oh but not only did I get a baby, he allowed me to keep the room as well for free as well as what ever was in it and it came with a phone. How lovely. His letter mentioned something about phone bills....I kind of felt guilty about last night's calls.
But then again, my deep annoyance overpowers my guilt, really.
What will my family, Damien, and his parents, say when I bring a baby home?!
Well...I did find a plus side to all of this...
At least I have a place to stay if I'm no longer allowed to live with them (In case y'know...they think I did something indecent...)
God damn it...
[To be continued with Julia introducing the baby to future in-laws xD]
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Posted: Sat Aug 09, 2008 11:12 am
Julia stood outside the front doors of the Astra's house. Her hands that were cradling the infant were constantly shaking as she tried to practice her lines. "Hello auntie, uncle! If you were wondering why I have a baby in my arms, it's because I've decided to take responsibility and try out a parenting project while I was in Aekea. No, this child is not biologically mine. She's an orphan from an orphanage that was being sponsored by the project."
Did that seem a little too fake at all? No, right? Julia repeated her mini speech several more times before finally taking a deep breath. Adjusting the infant so she was held securely in just one arm, she rang the doorbell with another shaky hand.
The infant, having no idea what-so-ever of what's going on, giggled. Usually, Julia held her in a more relaxed and comforting way. The sudden shakiness was a change but it seemed more like a joy ride to her. She stopped her giggling when the door opened which revealed Damien to be standing by the door way.
"Why are you holding a baby?" He asked, with a confused and amused look, while pointing at the infant in the girl's shaky arm.
Suddenly, the mini speech that Julia had prepared not even a minute ago had been forgotten. "Er...Uhh....Not mine! In Aekea! Orphan! Parenting project!" She stuttered out seeing that it was one of the very few parts that she could remember.
However, the message did seem to reach out to Damien. The older teen nodded his head slightly, as if he understood the situation. Or at least, most of it. "She's an orphan from Aekea and you just happened to have picked her up?"
"I-it's a parenting project!" Julia explained.
"Oh really?" Damien questioned.
"Of course!" She insisted, feeling an angry vein popping out at the back of her head.
"Why so interested in paretning all of a sudden?"
Julia hesitated for a moment. But then quickly recovered and exclaimed loudly, "For our future of course! I-I mean, we have to be good parents right? I signed up your name as well, so you can be the dad!"
Damien blinked in confusion when the infant was then placed in his arms. He was even more confused when Julia walked past him and muttered a "Good luck..." With a sigh, he shut and locked the door behind him and entered the kitchen, where his parents were busy preparing dinner.
"Mom, dad...Julia brought home a baby..."
Lucius and Esther dropped their cooking utensils, each having a rather disturbed look on their face. They looked from their son to the baby girl, who was busy blowing spit bubbles, in his arms, and then back at home. Esther was the first to speak. "W-where did this baby come from?"
"Orphanage..." Damien stated.
Both adults let out a sigh of relief, not realizing they had been holding thier breaths the entire time. Lucius cleared his throat a little. "Why did she bring home an orphan?"
"Parenting project!!" Julia exclaimed as she rushed into the kitchen. The girl had a rather out-of-breath expression, was beads of sweat poured down the side of her forehead. It was obvious that she had been running around, probably in search of Damien and the infant. Though, through her sudden panic, she overlooked to check the kitchen first. Her nervous glance then turned into a ice cold glare towards Damien, who smiled nervously.
"It's planning ahead for the future!" She added, several minutes later after catching her breath.
Making sure that the cooking utensil was placed in the sink and then washing his hands clean, Lucius then proceeded to walked over towards Julia. He placed his hands on her shoulders, instantly startling her. "Julia..." He started in a dead serious voice.
"Y-yes, uncle?" Julia stuttered, anticipating the trouble she would be in.
"I am deeply moved by your sudden interest in the future with my son!" Lucius exclaimed happily, being overly dramatic with the situation. You'll make a fine wife in the future! I'm so proud!"
The moment Lucius backed off to return to his work, Julia found herself facing Damien with a rather smug look. It then dawned upon her that the infant was missing as well was Esther. "Where is, auntie?" Julia asked, looking back at Damien once more.
"Probably calling your parents right now about the situation..."
Oh, perfect!
The cold glare from before had turned into a death glare, although Damien seemed rather unaffected, probably having been used to this already.
"You b*****d..." Julia mouthed silently towards him. She could have sworn several more angry veins popped out when she heard him chuckle a little.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 8:46 am
Let's Start With a Name
Julia rested her head in her arms as she stared at the infant who was sitting in front of her on the dining room table. It was like a staring match, although one-sided. The girl jumped when she felt somebody place a hand on her shoulder. Turning around, she glared at the culprit and exclaims, "Damien, the hell do you think you are doing?!"
"Just wanted to see what the two of you were doing. Anyway, the way you are looking at the kid, it looks like you are trying to burn holes into her with your eyes~!" Damien teased a little and smiled widely. As soon as the infant saw him, she immediately cried out for Damien to carry her, which he happily obliged. "Oh, looks like she likes me more than you!" He stated and then smiles once more, although it looked rather smug. "By the way, did you figure out a name yet?"
Julia laughed dryly at all of Damien's previous comments. If he hadn't been holding the infant, maybe Julia would have punched him in the arm. Several hundred times. "No, I haven't figured out a name yet. I was hoping you would come up with one."
"I want to name her Bob."
That definitely earned him a punch.
"Joking! Joking!" Damien cried out before another punch to his arm connected. It didn't exactly hurt, thank god. Damien was sure about it because he was holding the baby. "Anyway, yeah...it was a joke!" He repeated. "Calm down!"
"You're an idiot, did you know that?" Julia asked in her usual sarcastic tone. "Maybe if I smacked you a little bit more, your brain would function more properly." Or Not.
Damien made several mock sniffling noises. "You are so cruel..."
"And your acting skills never cease to amazing me." Julia replies coldly. The glare she was sending towards Damien intensified. "Be more serious about this!"
"Right. Okay. I will." Damien said. There was a long pause. Still no name suggestions were being said.
"Well...?" Julia asked impatiently.
No response. That was seriously starting to tick the teen girl off. Tapping her foot impatiently, she sighs and rubbed her temples with both hands. "Look here," She began and turned her focus back towards Damien. "I thought you'd like it if we were able to take care of the kid like a real couple would. If I didn't want to, I would have left you in the dark and took care of her myself. So I'd like it if you at least think of a name for her. If you're not interested, then say so!"
There was another long pause. Then a goofy grin spread across Damien's face. "Aww, I didn't know you thought of my feelings~!" He cried out happily. If he weren't carrying the baby at the moment, he would have hugged the other. Then possibly get punched.
But he still really wanted to hug her at the moment. The smile remained on Damien's face. "What would you like the name to start with?"
Julia tilted her head at the question. "Well...I want it to start with a 'C' ...I guess...."
"Crystal?"
Julia shook her head. "Too common..."
"Cindy?"
"I want a less common name...."
Damien tilted his head as he continued to think of a name for the baby. He felt her begin to fidget around in her arms. He lightly bounced her in his arms and she began to giggle in reply. Her reddish-pink cheeks brightened up as she happily clung onto his shirt.
"Aww," He cooed. "I want to call her Cherry."
Julia raised an arm at the statement. "Why Cherry?"
"Her face is kind of red like one when she is all happy~!" Damien explained. "Plus, Cherry sounds like a cuter name than Strawberry~!"
Julia half smiled at the statement. "Right..." She says, nodding her head. Although, honestly, she wasn't sure if she truly understood what Damien had said really. But repeating the name "Cherry" over and over again in her head made the teen think of a name for the baby.
"Cheryl..."
Damien looked up from the baby and back to Julia. "Huh?"
"Let's name her Cheryl!" Julia says.
"B-but--"
"Cherry can be her nickname." Julia stated, interrupting what Damien wanted to say. She folded her arms across her chest. "We are naming her Cheryl."
Damien smiled at the other's enthusiasm. Although Julia didn't show it, Damien could tell that she was rather excited. Although, the thought of Julia being excited seems to puzzle even him.
"Are you sure you don't want to name her Bob?"
Cheryl had been taken away from Damien's arm. A few minutes later, an expected punch had connected to his arm.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 5:23 pm
Parenting Skills 101
It had been over a month since Julia had brought home the "bundle of joy" later named Cheryl. Although, it seemed that Damien was bonding more with the child than Julia ever could. Why was this happening? Julia couldn't really understand. Except for the one fact; Julia had zero parenting skills what-so-ever.
Not that her parents had horrible parenting skills or anything. It was far from it actually. Okay, maybe her father was a whole different story. But Julia's mother definitely brought the girl up to be what she is today. Which is a good thing, supposedly.
Julia leaned against the wall as she watched Damien babble incoherent sentences to the child while laying down on the couch. Perhaps that is what the people called "baby talk"? Cheryl was definitely responding joyously towards whatever Damien had said to her. He seemed to be rather fluent in this baby language.
That was what Julia had thought at least.
Flipping to the new chapter of "How-to-be-a-good-parent-for-dummies" guide, she skimmed through the introductory for the new parenting tip and then shifted her gaze upwards back towards the happy infant. Julia frowned when Damien seemed to have shot her an all knowing look.
"Still haven't been able to learn anything from that guide of yours?" He asked and then add a rather smug grin. Damien had to have had some sort of natural parenting skill. It was probably programmed into his brain from the day he was born.
It seemed that Julia had been watching too much television or something.
"Shut up." Was her immediately reply.
"I love you too~!" Damien says cheerfully. "Jewel~!"
Dropping the book onto the carpeted floor, Julia stalked over towards Damien and Cheryl and took said infant away from Damien's arms. When the other shot Julia a confused look, she forcefully kicked the couch he was still sitting on. The sudden force caused him to effectively rolled off the seating furniture.
With a smirk, Julia turned her head over towards the infant. "Your dad is definitely stupid~!"
Cheryl giggled gleefully at the funny word. "Stooooopid!" The infant imitated which caused both Damien and Julia's jaw to drop.
That was definitely not the first words that should be taught to a baby!
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 7:46 pm
Correcting Mistakes
To some people, this may seem like physical abuse is a bad thing; not one to be enjoyed. But to Julia, kicking the crap out of Damien has become more of a hobby now. And to the boy who was being attacked( not only physically but now verbally as well) looked at it as a normal everyday thing. And that was just what the current situation was; a normal everyday thing.
However, the thing was, the two were suppose to act like good parents and teach the baby nice first words like "mommy" or "daddy" or even "Poop!" Instead, it turned out to be "stupid" and Julia was definitely not happy. Her verbal attack on Damien wasn't helping much either as she began to swear furiously. As a reply, the boy would merely nod his head dumbly only to make Julia even more upset.
"Act more serious you idiot!" She yells out once more and then kicks the couch he was resting on.
He shrugs his shoulders in reply. "I would be, but your being such a hypocrite. I'm not the one teaching Cheryl bad words. You are." Damien stated matter-of-fact like. Which is true. Sure, Julia does have some rather vulgar vocabulary when she's really mad, but they weren't so easily let out. In fact, the only one who could would be Damien himself, which he is quite proud of.
In fact, what he preferred was angry and somewhat insane Julia than a boring and indifferent one. Was Damien a masochist? Perhaps. He wouldn't indulge you with an answer though...
So there he was, lying on the couch and smiling as Julia's face was flushed as she tried to stutter and return some sort of comeback. The girl obviously knew that it just wasn't Damien's fault. She was also a part of it too and even said the alleged "no-no" word.
"Hush you!" Was the only thing that Julia could possibly think of apparently as she flopped onto the same couch Damien was lying on. Thankfully, he removed his legs before she landed on top of them. Oh no, Damien wasn't calling Julia fat unless he had some sort of death wish. But when someone is going to jump on you with full force along with the pull of gravity, chances are it'll hurt.
Damien has had enough of pain, thank you very much!
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