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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Nov 2011 09:40:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>LAST WORDS</title>
  <author>decadenzas</author>
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  <description>AKA the &apos;shamelessly stealing from the original Last Words meme and posting it in a musebox without as much detail&apos; Meme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE OF DEATH-&lt;br /&gt;1) Accidental.&lt;br /&gt;2) Murder.&lt;br /&gt;3) Suicide.&lt;br /&gt;4) Terminal illness.&lt;br /&gt;5) Starvation.&lt;br /&gt;6) Death in battle.&lt;br /&gt;7) Natural causes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME LEFT-&lt;br /&gt;1) A few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;2) A few hours.&lt;br /&gt;3) A few days.&lt;br /&gt;4) A few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;5) A few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELATIONSHIP-&lt;br /&gt;1) Lovers.&lt;br /&gt;2) Siblings.&lt;br /&gt;3) Parent and child.&lt;br /&gt;4) Co-workers, teammates or classmates.&lt;br /&gt;5) Friends.&lt;br /&gt;6) Bitter enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW IT WORKS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Post with your character. Using a RNG, list CAUSE OF DEATH and TIME LEFT in the subject title.  Other characters will tag and use a RNG to roll the RELATIONSHIP for the thread. OR:&lt;br /&gt;2. Post with your character.  Determine the CAUSE OF DEATH, TIME LEFT and RELATIONSHIP with a RNG for each character that tags.&lt;br /&gt;(See the full meme on veilsbetween for more detail I am too lazy....)</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Jul 2011 04:26:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>distressball</author>
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  <description>&lt;small&gt;[PIE EATING CONTEST!!!! how did he get here?! he doesn&apos;t even know okay and he&apos;s got other things to worry about right now, like the fact that most of these pies are horrendously burnt and burbling.  it&apos;s okay this is only a little terrifying.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the one he cut into looks to be made with squid instead of fruit &lt;i&gt;what is his life&lt;/i&gt;.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi, come on now!  Is that &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; necessary?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Jun 2011 04:07:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>breathes on scarfle...</title>
  <author>decadenzas</author>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #3366ff&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large&quot;&gt;Indie Manga Musebox Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;or the use this post for whatever meme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post with your characters!&lt;br /&gt;Tag around!&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;Profit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2011 22:50:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>school au thingy</title>
  <author>decadenzas</author>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small&quot;&gt;[because there is no such thing as too much meme and we haven&apos;t used this comm in ages!&amp;nbsp; it is starting to get kind of dusty and depressed, okay, we shall revive it with shenanigans and tomfoolery.&amp;nbsp; have at it!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Dec 2010 06:10:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>autosuggests</author>
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  <description>&lt;small&gt;[hay dedpsace hay.  it&apos;s been a long time since anyone new has shown up, huh? that might be why this loser stands out like a sore thumb.  anyone want to help a lost school counselor out?]&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Sep 2010 08:40:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>o1。</title>
  <author>slightlydamned</author>
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  <description>&lt;small&gt;[&lt;i&gt;ahh. This was probably one of the poorer versions of an afterlife she could recall at the given moment; a beaten down city, the undead wandering about around her, and of course, &lt;b&gt;of fucking course&lt;/b&gt;, the sun, beating down over her head, threatening to burn her alive if she even so much as moved into it. what a joke. Joke, joke, joke, joke, &lt;b&gt;pathetic trash—&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here she’d been hoping the end would really be the end for her. No afterlife. No nothing. hadn’t she lived long enough as it was? Century after century after century, and this was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the white-haired girl lifted her hands, covering her eyes (eye?) with her hands as he shoulders trembled against the spot she lying at on the ground, some obscure place beneath a tree that offered ample shade. what a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all at once, laughter broke out from between her lips a high-pitched fit of giggles, maybe even the slightest bit close to deranged. It was just too funny...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so funny and she was so sick and &lt;/i&gt;someone was going to pay for this.]&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jul 2010 04:19:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>►*one*◄</title>
  <author>bigtimebandanas</author>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;[Well hello little city.&amp;nbsp; You&apos;re being treated to the lovely sight of one teenager throwing out hairspray cans out of a badly wrecked store.&amp;nbsp; They might be hitting some of the zombies wandering outside of the building.&amp;nbsp; Quickly, he reaches for his phone, only to find it replaced with some kind of device.&amp;nbsp; No matter, he&apos;s still trying to call someone.&amp;nbsp; And by calling someone, he&apos;s actually trying to call the FBI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead of reaching the FBI, he reaches the communicators of...everyone in town.&amp;nbsp; Fun.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello?&amp;nbsp; FBI, I have an emergency!&amp;nbsp; This store doesn&apos;t sell any Cuda hairspray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel my hair losing its volume and-- ...Hello FBI?&amp;nbsp; You there?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 10 Jul 2010 13:08:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>oh god what is this shite i don&apos;t even</title>
  <author>crackedmenoggin</author>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;[Hello delighful caged city! Have a random little &lt;strike&gt;victim&lt;/strike&gt; nine year old blonde English boy wandering nervously around.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh such a charming city! Such a jolly lovely sunny day...H-how can anybody feel down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[brb tripping over a still twitching zombie corpse&lt;/span&gt;] ... A-a little messy perhaps, but nothing a good spring cleaning couldn&apos;t solve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even that moose who fired lasers at me wasn&apos;t so awful! &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;[he says, whilst examining a hole burnt clean through the top of his cap]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sure he didn&apos;t mean it. Haha! Nice moose...</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Jun 2010 04:37:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>.oo1</title>
  <author>bloodredbabby</author>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;[No one said little kids weren&apos;t allowed here, right?&amp;nbsp; Well, hey, here&apos;s a little fifteen-year-old that looks like she&apos;s seven or eight running around.&amp;nbsp; Why is there a little girl running around?&amp;nbsp; I don&apos;t know, same reason why the not!fifteen-year-old people such as yourself are wandering about.&amp;nbsp; She looks a little lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should you go help?&amp;nbsp; y/n?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 May 2010 01:38:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>✿ [audio] carnival corpse ✿ .oo1</title>
  <author>gdit_collar</author>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;[Minatsuki opens her eyes as she lie on the sidewalk.  She sits up, noticing the communicator and then the fact that she wasn&apos;t in Deadman Wonderland anymore.  At first, she grins to herself that she finally got out of that horrid place...but...one problem.  &lt;i&gt;This isn&apos;t Japan.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unamused, she stands herself up, picking the communicator up along with her.  After fiddling around with it for a moment, she manages to get the voice function to work.&amp;nbsp; Of course the first thing she does is...act.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-excuse me...&amp;nbsp; Is this thing on?&amp;nbsp; Can s-someone tell me where I a-am?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 11 May 2010 09:43:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;small&gt;[&lt;i&gt;this... this didn&apos;t make sense. it wasn&apos;t often that Raiya fell asleep without realizing it - if anything, sleep did not come easily for him, and so simply &lt;b&gt;falling asleep&lt;/b&gt; was a rarity in and of itself - but whenever he did he usually awoke to the same setting he recalled falling asleep in. or in his bed, sometimes, if he slept too long and one of the others decided he shouldn&apos;t stay out. even if it only happened occasionally, he always, always knew where he was supposed to be when he woke up. and if he didn&apos;t then there was always familiar white and pink to tell him exactly where he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, however... today Raiya didn&apos;t recognize where he was at all, and those familiar, ever-present colors he was so accustomed to - colors that never left his side unless Raiya told them to - were nowhere to be seen.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Hatizou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[&lt;i&gt;this didn&apos;t make any sense at all.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Apr 2010 13:33:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>♕.001</title>
  <author>neverjamto_day</author>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;[Another lovely day in the cage of doom. Another weirdo to add to the menagerie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flitting amongst the many decrepid-y buildings is the White Queen (yes she&apos;s wearing a crown to make it obvious). And when I say &lt;em&gt;flitting&lt;/em&gt;, I mean that creepy half-walking, half-dancing thing she does, combined with eery graceful arm movements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s in something of a state and seems to be muttering something that sounds like &amp;quot;bread-and-butter&amp;quot; over and over to herself, &lt;em&gt;delightfully&lt;/em&gt; intejected with shrieks at seemingly nothing in particular every so often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s pretty fast, couple that with random disappearing every so often and you&apos;ll have to be pretty quick and/or noisy to get her attention.]&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Apr 2010 11:08:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>☄ 001</title>
  <author>hematophagus</author>
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  <description>&lt;small&gt;[&lt;i&gt;it had taken her much, much longer than it should have to realize where she was-- or rather, where she &lt;b&gt;wasn&apos;t&lt;/b&gt;. because whatever this place was, it was obvious it wasn&apos;t NeoGenesis, not that city covered in death and dying and fighting and war, so obviously not Abyss. was it Terra? ....no. the last time she&apos;d been in Terra it still held the same feel as Abyss, but with curtains and families and so many more bandages covering the scars. and there was no way it could be Elysium, she hadn&apos;t even--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what hadn&apos;t she done? she lifted her hands, pressed the heels of her palms against her eyes and leaned forward from the position she&apos;d had against the water fountain. Raiden. Raiden. she&apos;d been with Raiden-- hadn&apos;t she? no, she was sure of that. sure. he&apos;d come down to Abyss to find her, stopped her from hurting anyone more, offered for her to live with him and hide from the city with him, and Raiden was such an idiot, he was an idiot because didn&apos;t he realize that would get him killed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yes. she was certain that had happened. Havoc just couldn&apos;t remember ever getting on the train to leave Abyss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then a thought occured to her, and the red-haired woman lifted her head, blinking away the bleariness (ignoring both the dried and fresh blood on her hands, the scrapes and nicks on her arms and legs and cheeks, the bruise blossoming on her shoulder blade, if she didn&apos;t ignore it she&apos;d have to think about it more and she couldn&apos;t do that, not yet, not when her thoughts were still so disjointed--) to look around her. he... wasn&apos;t there? then where? he couldn&apos;t have wandered off, not so quickly. hadn&apos;t he just been with her a few moments ago?&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Raiden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[&lt;i&gt;ahh. the idiot probably got lost. after a moment or so she pushed herself into a standing position, wobbling uneasily at first, but she managed well enough after a moment of gaining her balance. she lifted a hand, tangled her fingers in matted hair and pulled the blanket wrapped around her shoulders closer to herself with the other hand. Raiden really was an idiot. he was such an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, getting lost so quickly like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she began moving away from the fountain and deeper into... wherever she was. not even Havoc was sure. thankfully there are no zombies yet, at least?&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;((ooc; TL;DR city has freshmeat taken from &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-C     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;neo_rpg&quot; lj:user=&quot;neo_rpg&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://neo-rpg.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/community.png?v=556&amp;v=924&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://neo-rpg.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;neo_rpg&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, come say hi.))&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Mar 2010 04:18:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>♪ .oo3</title>
  <author>aku_no_orange</author>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;[Rin appears to have...ran away from the church for some unknown reason.&amp;nbsp; Right now, she is just wandering around the city, zombie invasion or not, but there&apos;s something odd about her.&amp;nbsp; But being the derp she is, she left the communicator on and it&apos;s currently videotaping the buildings and such around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if you noticed, she isn&apos;t walking around like a prominent princess or anybody of royalty.&amp;nbsp; ...And she might be toting a gun with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooc; All comments will be tagged back with &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-deleted  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;yanderegarden&quot; lj:user=&quot;yanderegarden&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://yanderegarden.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=924&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://yanderegarden.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;yanderegarden&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Mar 2010 07:37:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>...humans are so very cruel. I should know this by now, and yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[&lt;i&gt;OKAY NO me and Aki had no where else to do this, so. Not set in Para. at all. Just two inhuman derps derping at each other. this is totally allowed, shut up.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 14 Feb 2010 12:11:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>›005‹ [action;]</title>
  <author>silentiumfinis</author>
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  <description>&lt;small&gt;[&lt;i&gt;it was strange. usually when Minato slept—though he never really did &lt;b&gt;sleep&lt;/b&gt; anymore, just transitioned between one world and the next, the seal and his home—he didn’t really perceive much of anything. perhaps the sound of time passing, far in the distance, beyond what his barely-conscious mind could distinguish, but beyond that he felt and heard and saw next to nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right along in the darkness and wire with his non-existent heartbeat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was always difficult waking up, no matter the day, and sometimes before he became fully conscious it worried him, because no matter how long he’d slept it always felt like a century had passed. Minato did not want to wake up one day to find Belphegor an old man or Mitsuru dead or the city entirely empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waking up on his own was rare, but he managed it this time, pushing feebly up and out until his eyes drifted open and he became aware of the thudding in his chest again and the air rushing through his lungs. the teen lifted a hand to rub one of his eyes, pushing himself into a sitting position and yawning..&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bel...? &lt;small&gt;[&lt;i&gt;...no. not the palace. Not Belphegor&apos;s bed or the one he had in the old apartment, either. but where... he frowned, still not totally there and trailing a hand down to the side of his neck, blinking blearily before the pieces started clicking again.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;/small&gt; ...Charles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;((ooc; Open to everyone ever. No really. &lt;strike&gt;prince&apos;s&lt;/strike&gt; King&apos;s included.))&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2010 13:18:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>♛// sept [voice/action]</title>
  <author>semblance</author>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;[So remember those freaky memory portals lurking around? Mitsuru just happened to come across a &lt;em&gt;certain someone&apos;s&lt;/em&gt;... Just to have a teeny tiny reminder of what a jerk gramps was in order to get a healthy dose of guilt before heading to the library this evening for yet more tests.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[filtered to Chidori/hackable if you&apos;ve got skillz (she&apos;s let her guard lapse a bit after le trauma)]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look&lt;/em&gt;. I am aware you aren&apos;t going to forgive me for what I did, what my family did even... But we don&apos;t know how this place is going to affect Medea. We don&apos;t have access to the suppressant drugs you were using and who knows what&apos;s going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[le siiiiiiigh]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s why I think you should stay with me for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won&apos;t be obligated to talk or socialise and we can stay out of each other&apos;s way. I recently moved to one of the apartments in the Scholar District. It&apos;s a large place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it or leave it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 Feb 2010 10:34:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>›004‹ [note to Belphegor]</title>
  <author>silentiumfinis</author>
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  <description>&lt;small&gt;[&lt;i&gt;in one of the places he had figured Belphegor would find easily enough (should he happen to be around at all), Minato left a note for the prince upon the arrival of a particular vampire. it reads as follows;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Belphegor,&lt;br /&gt;One of the new arrivals needed some help, so I offered,&lt;br /&gt;but it seems like he needs more than I thought. He said&lt;br /&gt;I should stay with him until you came to get me.&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;ll be in the apartment complex near the cathedral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Minato&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so until Belphegor comes to get him, Minato will be off with someone else for the timebeing.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 Feb 2010 06:08:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>decadenzas</author>
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  <description>&lt;small&gt;[you know that apartment complex closest to the cathedral? hope nobody was living there because the entire first floor has been gutted. walls have been knocked down and furniture rearranged &lt;s&gt;or chucked out the window&lt;/s&gt; till the whole level is more or less one gigantic room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the decoration is changing as well, cheap motel fabrics and fixtures being replaced with things pilfered from various stores and quite possibly the cathedral itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and there are blue roses &lt;i&gt;everywhere&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one tiny fiend sitting in a pile of them on the front steps, making yet another one from colored cardboard as he waits. bother y/n?]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Feb 2010 05:08:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>candypl0x</author>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;[I see London, I see France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see... o wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see Shiro running down the streets with her arms full of anpan and various candies.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char~ley!!&amp;nbsp; Can we snack &lt;em&gt;noooooowwwwwwww?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiro found anpan and candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;[Oh no, here we go again.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Jan 2010 04:01:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>✃ .oo1</title>
  <author>cuttinglolita</author>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;[Oh look!&amp;nbsp; There&apos;s a lolita strolling down the sidewalk and-- wait a second!&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;WOAH&amp;nbsp;BACK&amp;nbsp;UP.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; She wasn&apos;t here earlier!&amp;nbsp; That would explain why she was studying her communicator as she was walking.&amp;nbsp; Pausing in the stroll, she decides to flip the communicator on.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this another Kirijo corporation facility?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Jan 2010 20:48:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>五</title>
  <author>thunder_lotus</author>
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  <description>Lyserg, Margaret has been allowed to run riot long enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fifth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; time this week she&apos;s knocked over the trash cans outside my apartment and she &lt;em&gt;keeps&lt;/em&gt; hiding my shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I see it again I am going to &lt;em&gt;rip its legs off&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 23 Jan 2010 23:44:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>›003‹ [voice; action?]</title>
  <author>silentiumfinis</author>
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  <description>Almost two years now... But I&apos;m still here. And the seal is still in tact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I&apos;m glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[&lt;i&gt;if anyone should happen to wander out near the palace, they might notice that one (1) blue-haired teenjesus has managed to get on the roof. just how he got up there is a mystery, as there&apos;s no ladders nearby and no staircase (that he knows of) to gain access to it, but that doesn&apos;t mean he&apos;s any less content up there. feel free to come poke him/randomly be stuck up there&lt;strike&gt;/???/profit&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 Jan 2010 22:14:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>candypl0x</author>
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  <description>Ganta!&amp;nbsp; GANNTTTAAAA~A!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s go eat candy together Ganta!&amp;nbsp; Come on let&apos;s go--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganta?&amp;nbsp; Are you trying to hide from Shiro again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn&apos;t funny Ganta, where are youu~u?</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2010 18:13:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>♛// six [voice/action if you like? IDK]</title>
  <author>semblance</author>
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  <description>I&apos;ll be 21 this year... Time really is going by quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si seulement... &lt;/em&gt;Things really have turned out differently from what the Group had planned&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refused to think negatively but.. perhaps we really are stuck here for good this time.</description>
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