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  <title>「happiness hit her like a bullet in the brain」</title>
  <subtitle>Unit 67 "Lily"</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Unit 67 "Lily"</name>
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  <updated>2011-03-21T00:29:35Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilyground:31229</id>
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    <title>[ 5 ] VERTILINE</title>
    <published>2011-03-21T00:29:35Z</published>
    <updated>2011-03-21T00:29:35Z</updated>
    <category term="sure is awesome around here"/>
    <category term="!event"/>
    <category term="weather"/>
    <category term="the dog days are over"/>
    <content type="html">So, uh, hi! It's Lily! And the storm is over! [&lt;i&gt;A little late to the party, eh, Lily?&lt;/i&gt;] I mean... Well, yeah, I'm glad the storm is over and all, but it was really amazing to experience &lt;em&gt;weather&lt;/em&gt; like that. Rain and wind and stuff. It rained sometimes back home, but it was fake rain. Like, it came from the ceiling. So it wasn't nearly as cool! And I didn't know wind could &lt;em&gt;knock down trees&lt;/em&gt;. Are trees really that fragile? They look pretty sturdy to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I... That's all I have to say, really. Just... trying to make conversation, I guess? I don't really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Hey, everybody, what was the weather like where you came from?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilyground:30861</id>
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    <title>VERTILINE [ 4 ]</title>
    <published>2011-02-20T00:14:15Z</published>
    <updated>2011-02-20T00:14:15Z</updated>
    <category term="!event"/>
    <category term="lily&amp;apos;s good at adjectives"/>
    <category term="everything&amp;apos;s good!"/>
    <category term="#eliot"/>
    <content type="html">Hi, everyone! It's Lily. [&lt;i&gt;She always has to introduce herself!&lt;/i&gt;] I'm, uh, really glad the whole statue thing is over. Everyone's okay, right? Everyone's back to normal, right? That's good. ... Except the broken statues, I guess. They're... kind of... dead. I guess. That's not so good. But it's still good that everything's over. Hopefully that won't happen again, and hopefully life will be peaceful from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;It sounds like the post is over, but Lily impulsively adds...&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. Uh. I feel like I should ask, or something - I mean, his... ID is... um. Has anybody seen Eliot? Because I haven't. For a long time. Like a week. Maybe. And I, uh... don't think he's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;She trails off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click!&lt;/i&gt;]</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilyground:30552</id>
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    <title>VERTILINE [ 3 ]</title>
    <published>2011-02-03T05:27:16Z</published>
    <updated>2011-02-03T05:27:16Z</updated>
    <category term="sure is awesome around here"/>
    <category term="#hiccup"/>
    <category term="learning"/>
    <category term="#harley"/>
    <category term="just a little useless"/>
    <category term="#eliot"/>
    <content type="html">Umm, hi! This is Lily. I've noticed that I, uh... don't know a lot of things. Like, a &lt;em&gt;lot&lt;/em&gt; of things. I lived indoors all my life, so. Right. So I sort of want to apologize in advance for not knowing things. Because I'm sure explaining things all the time must get annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Awkward pause. That's really all she wants to say, but having the post so short feels wrong. So...&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But! I'm learning some things! Harley taught me how to plant flowers, and Eliot is teaching me music, and... uh, Hiccup is teaching me... birds... or whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Another awkward pause.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, maybe soon, I'll know things! And this won't be a problem anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Eheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Uhhh.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Click!&lt;/i&gt;]</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilyground:30398</id>
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    <title>VERTILINE [ 2 ]</title>
    <published>2011-01-22T22:21:23Z</published>
    <updated>2011-01-22T22:21:23Z</updated>
    <category term="!event"/>
    <category term="trees!"/>
    <category term="what the fuck is this shit"/>
    <category term="how does i normal?"/>
    <content type="html">[&lt;i&gt;The comm clicks on to broadcast the voice of a very distressed Lily. Well, "distressed" is an understatement. She sounds absolutely frantic.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN MICE CLIMB TREES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;See, it's relevant because she's high up in a tree somewhere, hiding from the mayhem. You may be thinking, but Lily is a battle loli! Surely she could fight the infestation! One problem: she has no powers. Lily knows this because she's nursing a nasty bite on her hand from a rabbit that's &lt;/i&gt;still bleeding&lt;i&gt;. What the fuck is this trickery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird to be covered in her &lt;/i&gt;own blood.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt;? How do I stop bleeding? &lt;i&gt;How do normal people stop bleeding&lt;/i&gt;!?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilyground:30020</id>
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    <title>VERTILINE [ 1 ]</title>
    <published>2011-01-20T23:42:46Z</published>
    <updated>2011-01-20T23:42:46Z</updated>
    <category term="sure is awesome around here"/>
    <category term="intro"/>
    <category term="the dog days are over"/>
    <category term="oh no"/>
    <content type="html">Hello? Hellooooo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;A fitting way to begin a post on ArtichokeNet. It's amazing Lily even found the right buttons. There's a whoosh of air when Lily shakes the communicator. That's obviously going to help! One can hear sniffles in the background. Lily just finished crying with joy (for now).&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, is anybody there? My name is Lily. [&lt;i&gt;… Not Unit 67. &lt;/i&gt;Lily.] I don't know where I am? … I mean, I'm in a… forest? [&lt;i&gt;Jungle, but close enough.&lt;/i&gt;] And there's &lt;i&gt;flowers&lt;/i&gt; everywhere. And other plants. And mud. So this is a call for help, I guess. Or information. Both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Lily slowly looks over her shoulder. That rodent thing followed her from the pod thing. It stares at her expectantly. Her voice drops to a whisper.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;And there's this &lt;i&gt;thing&lt;/i&gt; following me. Like a giant rat? &lt;/small&gt; [&lt;i&gt;She thinks? Maybe? Do rats look like that?&lt;/i&gt;] &lt;small&gt;I don't know what to do. It's really cute and all, but I don't know what it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;. Is it dangerous?&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… So, um. Send help. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Click!&lt;/i&gt;]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilyground:29451</id>
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    <title>[ RECYCLED ]</title>
    <published>2011-01-16T01:59:51Z</published>
    <updated>2011-01-16T01:59:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>With Me » Sum 41</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;this journal is being recycled. all past entries are for &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-C     "  data-ljuser="ms_elegante" lj:user="ms_elegante" &gt;&lt;a href="https://ms-elegante.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/community.png?v=556&amp;v=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://ms-elegante.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;ms_elegante&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and no longer apply.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel free to defriend it!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilyground:29218</id>
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    <title>[ 104 ] open commentlog</title>
    <published>2010-12-03T02:42:11Z</published>
    <updated>2010-12-03T02:42:37Z</updated>
    <category term="memories are memories are memories"/>
    <category term="deck 3"/>
    <category term="little lily worth"/>
    <category term="dog days are over"/>
    <category term="oh god i&amp;apos;ve been gone so long"/>
    <category term="open commentlog"/>
    <content type="html">[&lt;i&gt;So much has been going on. Too much. Sure, Lily's used to complete and utter chaos, but after &lt;/i&gt;that&lt;i&gt;... all that shit with the Halloween party and its lengthy aftermath... she was overwhelmed. She's been noticeably off ShipNet, preferring to keep to herself. It's funny how therapeutic turning off your communicator can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Lily Worth is on deck 3 with her feet in the pool, staring at the sky. Zeshat damn, does this bring back memories. Everything brings back memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is looking particularly bother-able tonight.&lt;/i&gt;]</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilyground:29015</id>
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    <title>[ 103 ]</title>
    <published>2010-10-18T21:24:32Z</published>
    <updated>2010-10-18T21:24:32Z</updated>
    <category term="someone&amp;apos;s been scarce"/>
    <category term="broken toy"/>
    <category term="a stray child"/>
    <content type="html">Sorry I haven't been around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Everything still hurts, but she's doing... marginally better. Miles better than before, but nowhere near the Lily everyone knows.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um. I've been practicing kung-fu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;It's at this point where Lily realizes she's not saying anything of interest. Nobody cares.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Yeah. So, sorry. I'll try to be around more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Click.&lt;/i&gt;]</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilyground:28749</id>
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    <title>[ 102 ]</title>
    <published>2010-09-21T00:23:30Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-21T00:23:30Z</updated>
    <category term="!!!fuck"/>
    <content type="html">[&lt;i&gt;The feed opens to silence. A long, long silence. When Lily speaks, her tone is an obviously forced, strained calm.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is Kage's ID?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Another pause.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's B's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Here she tries to lock a post to Kage and B, but with no ID to lock to, ShipNET gives her an error message instead.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are they? I can't - where did they go? They're not gone. They're here, they're just hidden. Right? They're hiding. Like a game. Haha - right? A game. It's just a game. Not a fun game, but it's... just... a game. It's a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Pause.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a &lt;font size="4"&gt;GAME&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;No, Lily. It's not.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said they'd never LEAVE ME they left me ALONE here all ALONE alone FOREVER this ISN'T HAPPENING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shriek.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kage &lt;i&gt;liked&lt;/i&gt; me. He liked me, because he couldn't love me, but that was okay - that was always okay, everything was okay. And B, I never saw B, he was always WORKING but I still LOVED HIM so much, I loved them BOTH so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They loved me, right? Right, everyone? They loved me? Right? [...] &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Pause.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha - Chase's ID is gone too. Chase, he was - Chase is gone, they're all gone, &lt;b&gt;WHAT DO I DO NOW&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;The comm crashes to the ground, still recording. In the background, furniture is being thrown. Glass is being broken. Mirrors shatter. Things rip, walls are dented. It sounds like a battleground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the midst of everything - sobbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ten minutes of this, the feed times out.&lt;/i&gt;]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilyground:28457</id>
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    <title>[ 101.5 ] fourth wall day</title>
    <published>2010-09-10T19:44:48Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-10T19:44:48Z</updated>
    <category term="&amp;amp;fourth wall day"/>
    <content type="html">Dude, there's new people &lt;i&gt;everywhere&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Talk about deja vu...&lt;/i&gt;]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilyground:28303</id>
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    <title>[ 101 ] open commentlog</title>
    <published>2010-09-04T19:14:58Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-04T19:14:58Z</updated>
    <category term="i am so pretty"/>
    <category term="lily is a babe"/>
    <category term="big"/>
    <category term="litzi ships everything"/>
    <category term="event"/>
    <category term="tits!"/>
    <content type="html">[&lt;i&gt;This is Lily, 18 years old and 5'8", walking back to the buffet. You know what sucks about the whole age-change thing? It &lt;/i&gt;destroys&lt;i&gt; whatever she's wearing. She'd been devouring a plate of cupcakes when she suddenly shot up a foot and a half. Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part? Trying to pull her shoes off. 8's crammed into 4's. She eventually had to cut them open. They were her favorite orange hi-tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here she is, falling into a chair in the buffet and peeling the paper off a cupcake, dressed in clothes that &lt;/i&gt;fit&lt;i&gt;. Lily can't prey on innocents when she's hungry, right?  While she eats, Lily clicks on her communicator and scans ShipNet. Yup, there's "new people" - many of them "teenagers". This is good news for her.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ audio ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, you're on the MS Elegante. Chill out.</content>
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    <title>[ 100 ] backdated to this morning</title>
    <published>2010-08-31T00:42:57Z</published>
    <updated>2010-08-31T00:48:40Z</updated>
    <category term="zero to crazy in five four three two..."/>
    <category term="@conrad"/>
    <category term="oh shit"/>
    <category term="hangover orz"/>
    <category term="i kicked the highlights out of his hair"/>
    <content type="html">[&lt;i&gt;The comm clicks on to Lily's frantic whispering.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Zeshat. Oh man. Okay. I'm in someone's room. Like, in their &lt;i&gt;bed&lt;/i&gt;. For some reason. Last I remember I was at the party? And then... nothing? Just... I think I passed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &lt;i&gt;man&lt;/i&gt;, I -&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Hearing the door open, Lily shuts the fuck up. She quietly leaves her comm on the pillow, still broadcasting. Unsure of what to do, she does the only thing that seems logical. A harsh rustle of fabric sends the communicator to the floor, and there's a sickening &lt;/i&gt;crack&lt;i&gt; in the background. Lily flips on the lights, and...&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ video ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Lily grabs her communicator and switches to video. She's wide-eyed and looking frightened.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;OH MY GOD I JUMP ROUNDHOUSE-KICKED CONRAD INTO A WALL.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;She looks over her shoulder, then back again.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not moving! What do I do!? Oh my &lt;i&gt;god&lt;/i&gt;, did I kill Conrad? Oh my god -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Christ&lt;/i&gt;, Lily, you - I mean - &lt;i&gt;Jesus&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;i&gt;uuugh&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Lily looks over her shoulder again.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Oh my god, are you okay? I am &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; sorry, I didn't know it was you, &lt;i&gt;so sorry&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Yeah. I'm &lt;i&gt;fine&lt;/i&gt;. Your breakfast isn't, though. This is what I get for &lt;i&gt;babysitting&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Annnd back to the communicator.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's okay! Everything's okay! We're okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Click.&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[OOC | 100 GET]&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>[ 99 ]</title>
    <published>2010-08-28T01:51:49Z</published>
    <updated>2010-08-28T01:52:20Z</updated>
    <category term="how does i magic"/>
    <category term="the definition of insanity is..."/>
    <category term="let&amp;apos;s blow shit up"/>
    <category term="magic"/>
    <content type="html">Can someone teach me magic? Or try to? Or, uh... [&lt;i&gt;whatsitcalled&lt;/i&gt;] ... bending? Like, I tried, but I can't. But I really want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Lily doesn't have a shred of magical energy in her body, but it doesn't stop her from trying. Making things explode would be totally useful.&lt;/i&gt;]</content>
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    <title>[ 98 ]</title>
    <published>2010-08-18T20:45:41Z</published>
    <updated>2010-08-18T21:22:45Z</updated>
    <category term="@jinx"/>
    <category term="@redd"/>
    <category term="@tan"/>
    <category term="i need a drink"/>
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    <content type="html">Can people stop killing each other for like... a week? Just a week? Or forever? Because people keep dying and it's &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Also...&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And leave the punishments to Redd, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ locked to ww!link / 40% ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link, how are you?</content>
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    <title>[ 97 ] [ closed commentlog ]</title>
    <published>2010-08-03T22:33:35Z</published>
    <updated>2010-08-03T22:33:47Z</updated>
    <category term="@oleg"/>
    <category term="camp carnival"/>
    <category term="closed commentlog"/>
    <category term="@phoenix"/>
    <category term="lily&amp;apos;s new family is gone"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;[Lily occasionally goes to Carnival to train. She never goes far - just enough to draw out the bears. Any sight of Xamira or the Counselor sends her running straight back to safety. Nooo thank you. However, this time, Oleg is gone, and she may never see him again. Ever. Not only is she hurt, but she's angry - an emotional combination not suited for Camp Carnival. It messes with the mind, the choices made - hell, it messes with everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily's just a kid, remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing before the doors, Lily checks her weapons. Just three knives of varying sizes and, as always, her fists and feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily opens one door.]&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>[ 96 ]</title>
    <published>2010-07-17T05:32:15Z</published>
    <updated>2010-07-17T05:32:15Z</updated>
    <category term="learning"/>
    <category term="study up"/>
    <category term="how does i geography"/>
    <category term="my name is spelled l-i-l-y"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;[Lily has finally decided to sit down with a globe of Earth. She feels like a moron in conversation when she doesn't know where Europe is in relation to New York City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germany is kinda far away from America.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Earth people? What countries have you been to? Yeah, and, uh... what's it like there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Just a little exercise to help her with geography.]&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>[ 95 ] lily event!</title>
    <published>2010-07-12T02:50:45Z</published>
    <updated>2010-07-12T02:53:44Z</updated>
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    <category term="!lily event"/>
    <category term="let&amp;apos;s tell stories!"/>
    <category term="processed food"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;[ audio ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[The communicator clicks on to broadcast the distant roar of a fire. It should be obvious where Lily is, but just in case it's not...]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys! New people, I'm Lily Worth, and I'm on Deck 11, where there's this huuuge fire that burns all the time. There's marshmallows there and stuff. So anyway I was watching a movie earlier, and there was this part where everyone sat around a fire and told stories? Stuff like that? So I think we should do that! Because it sounds fun, right? The fire looks like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ video ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[The camera shows a view of the fire, as well as the marshmallows beside it. There are no chairs, but hey! The floor's a great place to sit! Lily scans the fire, then turns the camera to record herself. She's beaming!]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, like, I'm gonna be here for a while, and if you wanna make s'mores and tell stories, you can come here! Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[She waves, and the video feed cuts off.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[ooc | hello, welcome to the second annual lily event! as stated, lily's waiting on deck 11 for people to join her for marshmallows and stories. she brought along a lot of chocolate and graham crackers (really, crew? marshmallows but no chocolate or graham crackers?) for proper s'mores. come on, guys! you don't wanna leave the ship mascot waiting, do you? start your own threads, reply to other ones, whatever you want!]&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilyground:26385</id>
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    <title>[ 94 ] [ closed commentlog ]</title>
    <published>2010-07-02T00:49:17Z</published>
    <updated>2010-07-02T00:49:17Z</updated>
    <category term="@chase"/>
    <category term="brother brother brother"/>
    <category term="closed commentlog"/>
    <category term="lily&amp;apos;s new family is gone"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;[A certain Chase Stein has been in his room for three months. Lily will have none of this. Chase is her big brother, and they need to start doing brothersister things, like eat cupcakes and play poker and... whatever brothers and sisters do together. Lily doesn't exactly have expertise in that department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock knock, room 7240.]&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>[ 93 ] open commentlog</title>
    <published>2010-06-16T02:12:21Z</published>
    <updated>2010-06-16T02:27:27Z</updated>
    <category term="forts!"/>
    <category term="little lily worth"/>
    <category term="fuck yeah reading"/>
    <category term="library"/>
    <category term="books!"/>
    <category term="open commentlog"/>
    <category term="my name is spelled l-i-l-y"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;[Lily likes playing in the mud as much as any other kid, but sometimes she gets bored of jumping in puddles. It can only be so amusing for so long, you know? So little Lily Worth is holed up in the library, one of the few places without rain. When I say "holed up", I mean she's pushed together a few tables and chairs to make a fort of sheets she smuggled in under her super cute rain slicker. She sits in the middle of this mess with a stack of (mostly) children's books. You're all welcome to join her, or at least ask what the fuck she's doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, she's reading &lt;u&gt;Madeline's Rescue&lt;/u&gt;!]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[NOTE: This is BEFORE &lt;a href="http://standardpackage.livejournal.com/8714.html" target="_blank"&gt;Jinx's post&lt;/a&gt;.]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>[ 92 ]</title>
    <published>2010-05-26T19:36:27Z</published>
    <updated>2010-05-26T19:36:27Z</updated>
    <category term="oh my god"/>
    <category term="i know because of my learnings"/>
    <category term="so cool"/>
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    <category term="lily is a little girl"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;[ audio ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- vie like everyone else! How do I -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[The sounds and beeps of buttons being pressed haphazardly. Suddenly...]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ video ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[... there is a view of the floor and Lily's feet. She's wearing green socks, and Cat Thing is rubbing against her legs. The screen goes black briefly. When it's uncovered, it immediately turns, scanning the wall and the ceiling, until Lily comes into view, looking thoroughly perplexed. She frowns and turns the communicator over once more. After a moment of silence, Lily flips the camera over again and beams at the lens.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I think it's wor -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[... and her 30 seconds are up.]&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilyground:25648</id>
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    <title>[ 91 ]</title>
    <published>2010-05-11T02:35:08Z</published>
    <updated>2010-05-11T02:35:08Z</updated>
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    <category term="oh my god"/>
    <category term="halp"/>
    <category term="defeated by a doorknob"/>
    <category term="sob"/>
    <content type="html">I CAN'T GET OUT OF MY ROOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erol, the doorknob isn't working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH]&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilyground:25193</id>
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    <title>[ 90 ] backdated to last night</title>
    <published>2010-04-20T23:54:18Z</published>
    <updated>2010-04-20T23:54:18Z</updated>
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    <category term="oh shit son"/>
    <category term="oh my god"/>
    <category term="fuck"/>
    <category term="help me"/>
    <category term="event"/>
    <content type="html">Phoenix is, like, &lt;i&gt;crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Her tone is pretty upset and shocked, with a little tinge of fright.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, okay, I was going to the library and I saw Phoenix and I was like "hi!" and we fought and he &lt;i&gt;broke my arm I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Well, she could have said it better, but...]&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>[ 89 ] backdated to april 7</title>
    <published>2010-04-09T22:05:24Z</published>
    <updated>2010-04-09T22:05:24Z</updated>
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    <category term="backdated"/>
    <category term="help me"/>
    <category term="lily has plot!"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;[The comm clicks on to everyone's favorite battle loli shrieking mid-sentence.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HELP ME!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[That's not her usual annoying, high-pitched shriek. That's more... agonized.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP ME, &lt;i&gt;PLEASE&lt;/i&gt;! I'M -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[There's a dull thump, followed by a burst of static. Silence, then a distant voice -]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;I'm tired.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Someone's not healing fast enough, and that someone needs a doctor.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[ooc | i am forward-dating a backdated post THAT'S RIGHT gonna reiterate that this is backdated to &lt;b&gt;april 7&lt;/b&gt; so be careful what you say in case it hasn't happened yet]&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lilyground:24634</id>
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    <title>[ 88 ]</title>
    <published>2010-04-06T22:32:08Z</published>
    <updated>2010-04-06T22:32:08Z</updated>
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    <category term="it&amp;apos;s a fucking puppet show"/>
    <content type="html">Who can make sock puppets? Because I'm doing something SUPER secret and I need sock puppets. Lots of sock puppets.</content>
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    <title>[ 87.5 ] fourth wall day 3.0</title>
    <published>2010-03-20T19:12:04Z</published>
    <updated>2010-03-20T19:12:28Z</updated>
    <category term="oh my god"/>
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    <category term="event"/>
    <content type="html">We got &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; many new people this weekend!</content>
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