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TheMagicalKingdom Vice Captain
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 Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 1:42 pm
Please Do Not Post Without Permission Of The Taco Duck!!  This Journal belongs to Kaze Taco. She is the Godparent of Double. Here she will keep track of his growth and adventures.
Name: Double
D.O.B.: 2/5/2006
Gender: Male
Stage: Child
Story: MegaMan IV
Personality: It depends on who you talk to, really.... Some of them will call Double a sweetheart - a kindhearted, rotund little creature. Others might have...harsher words, calling him a coldblooded murderer with no desire other than one for destruction. In other words...a Maverick.
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 6:17 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 6:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 6:53 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 7:04 pm
 My Possessions! I like to practice on my guitar a lot... When I'm not busy killing humans.  My beloved locket. Inside it are pictures of the person that I love the most... Lumine.  A ferret plushie from Auntie Novastrike. It... makes me feel strange, like I'm forgetting about someone important.  A gift from Rikku's fridge. She loves Grape Cola... it gives me a kickstart when I want to kill someone~
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Posted: Fri Mar 24, 2006 7:12 pm
3/24/06
That head in a crystal ball is really scaring me. She was following me around earlier and calling me 'fatty'. TT~TT I know that I need to get in shape, but... I'm made out of metal! I don't know how metal people can lose weight!
Anyway, that's not why I'm writing. I had a terrible dream last night. I dreamt that... there was someone in Nova's room. I opened the door to check, and this WALL of blood gushed down on me! It was terrible!
I... somehow knew that it was Nova's blood. I didn't wanna go in, but my feet moved on their own accord. I saw this weird guy standing over Nova's corpse. He was tall and thin... and it seemed like you could almost see through him! He turned and looked at me... he was mostly shadowy, but I could see his strange red eyes... and the glimmer of his teeth as he SMILED!
I woke up, thank goodness... I don't want any of my friends to get hurt!
Love and Cuddles,
Double
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Posted: Sat Mar 25, 2006 11:27 am
3/25/06
I had that same dream again. I told my mom about it, and she looked a little worried... but she said that a dream's a dream. She said I'm probably just worried about Nova's well-being because of Marluxia.
But that guy did NOT look like Marluxia!
To take my mind off of things, Mom went out and let me choose an ELECTRIC GUITAR! I'm sitting with it right now. It's so preeeeettttyyy...
She also got a bunch of sheetmusic for this song called "Iron Man" .... by some group called Black Sabbath. Cool name, kinda scary, though.
Love and Cuddles and Jam Sessions,
Double
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 5:11 pm
4/3/06
... I am never eating jello for dessert again. A few hours after dinner my stomach got upset and I had to pay homage to the porcelain goddess.
I -think- the dessert was a reason for the dream I had following the fated gelatin.
I dreamt that I was made of jello. It was weird and pink and stuff. I was PINK?! Not as pink as my hair, thank goodness... but still... pink.
And I was covered in oil, too. Not good.
Oil for a Reploid is blood. It -looks- like blood, -feels- like blood, but doesn't taste like blood.
......
Wait, how would I know what blood tastes like?!
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 6:45 pm
4/12/06
I'm never waking up in the middle of the night to get a drink of water.
When I looked at myself in the mirror, my eyes were red. And I had this weird blue eyeshadow stuff underneath of them!
I mean, who wears eyeshadow underneath their eyes?!
AND WHY WOULD I BE WEARING EYESHADOW?!
Anyhow, it was still really creepy... and I screamed. ._. Both X and Wendy came in to see what the matter was. Wendy was pretty concerned, but X... he just laughed.
He doesn't know what it's like to be afraid. A part of me envies that, and another part of me wants to show him what it's like... to be afraid.
God, I can't believe I just wrote that...
... I'm a terrible, terrible Reploid.
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 9:14 pm
4/16/06
It took a trip to this weirdo place to get me to realize my true self.
After reading the pages of this old thing, I realized that I had been acting so well that I had forgotten my true self...
I am a Maverick. My purpose is to destroy humanity for the good of all Reploids, even if they don't know it yet.
... Oh hell, I just like mauling things.
Speaking of, I had a few accomplishments today! I stabbed some idiot robot in the back while he was trying to save some girl, and I gave an idiot Second Gen Reploid a pair of nasty scars that won't be going away. He liked my brother so much that I thought he could wear his name on his face. =3
Yes, my purpose and passion is to kill. To kill for my master.
But... I don't have a master...
Love and Cuddles *snrk*,
Double ... the Maverick
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Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 7:19 pm
4/25/06
I reverted back to my fatso form when I came back from Wonderland. At first I was very upset, even that caustic b*****d X noticed.
Finally, though, I was able to transform again. It took a lot of effort, it seems that changing isn't as easy as it was in Wonderland.
I wonder what X will think when he sees me... ooooh, the wait is giving me chills! heart
Love and Cuddles,
Double
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Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2006 2:41 pm
My little sister keeps on asking me about my locket. I stole it off of some lady after I killed her. It took a little bit of effort to pluck the picture of her husband out, but even more effort to sneak a picture of Lumine and someone else in there.
The two people I love the most. One of them is easy to admit, but the other one... I don't know what to think.
It's simply non-Maverick!
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 4:04 pm
I took the second picture out. The brat's too emo for my tastes. Always hiding away with her little brothers. It makes me sick. Next time I see her, I'll have no qualms in killing her.
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