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  <title>I GUESS I'LL CHECK MY EMAIL OR SOMETHING</title>
  <subtitle>HASEO→τнε τεяяიя იғ םεατн</subtitle>
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    <name>HASEO→τнε τεяяიя იғ םεατн</name>
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  <updated>2011-11-22T18:56:10Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ofredemption:3860</id>
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    <title>nightmares are real | new moon event</title>
    <published>2011-11-22T18:43:50Z</published>
    <updated>2011-11-22T18:56:10Z</updated>
    <category term="fever"/>
    <category term="strong ones crack first?"/>
    <category term="the plague"/>
    <category term="nightmares"/>
    <category term="aida"/>
    <category term="new moon event"/>
    <category term="lost ones"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;[Haseo&amp;rsquo;s dreamberry accidentially left on, shows a pale teenager in his bed, his chest rising and falling a bit faster than one would in a normal, peaceful sleep. His breathing is slightly labored. He had complained earlier that day that carrying that &amp;lsquo;idiot&amp;rsquo; (Tamaki) had made him feel a bit lousy and assumed he had come down with something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And down with something he had. His breath hitches in his throat as sweat trickles down his cheek, silver hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. His eyes move under the eyelids as he groans. And in that instant, the dream begins..]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is standing in a white room. Surrounding him &lt;a href="http://i192.photobucket.com/albums/z314/Doucl/Dot%20Hack/928400_20060901_screen001.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;are shivering black dots,&lt;/a&gt; that seem to pulse with sound as he moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Haseo.&amp;rdquo; &lt;a href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k194/Keyni_01/Kenia/336px-Shino.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;A sad looking girl &lt;/a&gt;with silver hair and an appearance identical to Atoli save for the different coloring, tilts her head, her smile sad. &amp;ldquo;You let me down. &amp;ldquo; The boy&amp;rsquo;s face looks stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;But Shino&amp;mdash;I&amp;mdash;I got you back! What are you talking abou&amp;mdash;&amp;ldquo; As he reached for her hand, suddenly her body splintered into pieces, shining with electric static as they fell to the floor. Before he could even blink, he was spinning into blackness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left and right, his friends began to fall in the same way. Black dots hovered around them. Silabus, Gaspard, Pi, Saku and Bo, Endrance, Yata&amp;mdash;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He couldn&amp;rsquo;t even breathe. Where was this? How was happening? Who was it coming from? As he looked down at himself, he realized with a sickening clarity that he was staring at the clawed hands of his &lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo8z6yZh1Q1qe0ynto1_500.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Avatar, Skeith.&lt;/a&gt; It wasn&amp;rsquo;t bits of data on his hands, but blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere he could hear sirens, the shouts of the paramedic saying, &amp;ldquo;Got another eight! Yeah, they were playing The World! Go ahead and put them down as comas..get me some oxygen!&amp;rdquo; Echoing faintly in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He screamed. In his claws Kuhn smiled faintly, a sad smile as his body began to break into pieces. &amp;ldquo;Haseo, you said that you&amp;rsquo;d changed..that you wouldn&amp;rsquo;t let this happen again. Man, I guess we were wrong about you, huh? &amp;ldquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could hear the cold, arrogant voice of Skeith echo in his head. &amp;ldquo;So you think I&amp;rsquo;m just a way to gain power, do you? Just a tool? I thought we were partners, Haseo.&amp;rdquo; A protest was on his lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt;&amp;ldquo;No! No I didn&amp;rsquo;t mean for any of this to happen! We are partners! I didn&amp;rsquo;t do any of these things! This didn&amp;rsquo;t happen! It&amp;rsquo;s not happening&amp;mdash;IT&amp;rsquo;S NOT! &amp;ldquo;&lt;/div&gt;His wide red eyes stared in horror as the monster that he used to have control over began to ravage his friends. The scythe came down, splitting the white ground. He could see the fading figures of his friends from Somarium. Isabel, Beat, Shiki, Sasuke, Lloyd, Zelos&amp;mdash;all the people he had come to care about&amp;mdash;and it was his fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I told you this would happen.&amp;rdquo; As he stood there, watching his Avatar-self wreak havoc on the surrounding area, &lt;a href="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h288/jaktheripper_2006/C%20Gallery/haseo.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;the self he was from before&lt;/a&gt; stood in front of him, a bitter, twisted smirk on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;We don&amp;rsquo;t need friends. Remember? Because if you don&amp;rsquo;t have them, you won&amp;rsquo;t have to bear the pain of losing them---..&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of him, he saw real images. Real memories. Shino in his arms, smiling as she faded away. Alkaid doing the same thing, the same damn thing. The black dots of AIDA infecting Atoli&amp;mdash;Ovan. &lt;a href="http://i652.photobucket.com/albums/uu247/ShiroTsukisan/dot%20hack%20stuff/Ovan.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Ovan&lt;/a&gt; making the sign of &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v685/OmegaX231/tri-edge.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Tri-Edge,&lt;/a&gt; screaming at him to destroy him and finish it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;No&amp;hellip;that&amp;rsquo;s&amp;mdash;that&amp;rsquo;s not how it happened&amp;mdash;everyone came back, the Lost Ones..and Shino&amp;mdash;and Alkaid and&amp;mdash;&amp;ldquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footsteps came behind him. &amp;ldquo;But I didn&amp;rsquo;t come back, did I, Haseo?&amp;rdquo; A man with blue hair and orange glasses stood behind him, a skeletal black arm twitching where his left shoulder should have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ovan..&amp;mdash;&amp;ldquo; He began helplessly, only for that black arm to go right through his chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You were very useful Haseo. But you aren&amp;rsquo;t strong enough.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No..that&amp;#39;s not what you said..you didn&amp;#39;t say that! In the end we ---&lt;/i&gt; His thoughts were weak, unsure. He felt the sensation of weightlessness as he began to fall backward, onto the white ground. He could hear the roars of his Avatar in the distance, until at last, all was silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he closed and opened his eyes, Atoli suddenly stood in front of him. Her eyes were sad. &amp;ldquo;Haseo--..I thought you were going to look at me. I-I thought we could move forward together&amp;mdash;&amp;ldquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;We still are&amp;mdash;&amp;ldquo; He began, but Atoli&amp;rsquo;s figure suddenly became outlined in black, her eyes shining an eerie green as she shot out at him with the same black claws, her voice a hiss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Liar.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[The loud scream that split his room caused Haseo to rouse, but not from his nightmares. The red eyes that opened were feverish, and foggy, as he shook in his bed. He was panting hard, and he couldn&amp;rsquo;t seem to catch a breath. Harsh coughs shook his body as he shivered, covered in sweat. ]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No..No&amp;hellip;NO!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[ OOC: So Haseo is cursed and very sick! He will assume you are either one of his fallen friends, a victim, or something else entirely. Depends on who replies! ]&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ofredemption:3649</id>
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    <title>animal card | video | </title>
    <published>2011-08-07T18:57:14Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-07T18:57:59Z</updated>
    <category term="terror of fluff"/>
    <category term="i&amp;apos;m a dog"/>
    <category term="fml"/>
    <category term="hides in house"/>
    <category term="not a nice doggy"/>
    <category term="why god"/>
    <category term="derp"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[So Haseo is around his room, blinking a few times at the cards he had forgotten about. ]&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place has too many weird things, why bother giving us these cards anyway...&lt;font size="1"&gt;[mumbled aloud, he lifted one card up, glancing at it with bemusement]&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just say, 'Okay I'll use this card' and it'll do something to me? That's so stup--- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[you hear a 'Whoa!' in the background before the feed seems to drop a good five feet until it hits the ground, and afterwards you might hear a very confused growl/bark] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Welp. Haseo just turned into a white puppy-dog. He has the same face tattoos and eyes so he's hard to miss. But all you guys will see is what looks like two white paws covering the screen. All replies will be from &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-deleted  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="terrorofpuppy" lj:user="terrorofpuppy" &gt;&lt;a href="https://terrorofpuppy.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://terrorofpuppy.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;terrorofpuppy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ofredemption:3440</id>
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    <title>dream : crack themed</title>
    <published>2011-07-16T04:37:47Z</published>
    <updated>2011-07-16T04:40:10Z</updated>
    <category term="haseo is popular"/>
    <category term="fml"/>
    <category term="haseo needs viagra?"/>
    <category term="kassie makes good ideas"/>
    <category term="being haseo is suffering"/>
    <category term="spam mail the world&amp;apos;s predator"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warnings:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;None!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feelings:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;A generally feeling of wtfery and 'oh god this is too much'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-- &lt;br /&gt;Ryou Misaki's player, Haseo, quietly crossed his arms in Breg Epona, leaning against the wall boredly. A brief flash above his head told him that he had new mail. &amp;quot;Not like I&amp;nbsp;have any quests or missions to do right now..&amp;quot; He sighed. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Well, I guess I'll log out or my email or something.&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot; Suddenly this appeared on his screen and he clicked on the log-out button. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He skimmed through his desktop until he got to mail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Probably something from Atoli or Silabus--...&amp;quot; Haseo mused, and clicked nonchalantly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And stared at an inbox of 150 unread messages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;...W-wha?&amp;quot; Was all he could say as he began skimming through some of the subject titles.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subject:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Discount on Viagra. Have you been feeling discomfort lately?&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subject: &amp;quot;Haseo!!!111 Marry me plz!!! Kthx..&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(From..Sexygirl111?&amp;nbsp;Who the hell is that? How did she even get my member address?!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subject: Stop screaming weird things!&amp;nbsp; Skeith is a weird name for a girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(From..the neighbors? I&amp;nbsp;didn't know they played The World..oh damn it all.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Haseo you're so sexy, plz date me. Also&amp;nbsp;hi.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(From Haseoluver111..ugh I'm so sick of this fanmail I'll just delete it all.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subject: Win a free Boat Ride to Cuba! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(..) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subject: Discount on sexy new styles! &lt;br /&gt;(..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subject: Haseo y are you ignoring me. I sent this five times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(HaseoEndranceeluver4eva...? Oh god ..)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subject:&amp;nbsp;Haseo-samaaaaaa do you like Endrance?&amp;nbsp;You'd be so kawaii together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(....I--I&amp;nbsp;don't even...Is this a virus?!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subject: Singles.com, for all your specific needs.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(&lt;/strong&gt;I-I don't know what to click I'm too scared! ) &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He frantically clicked away at the messages, not caring what was spam and what wasn't, he could feel his heart drop, sweat trickling at the back of his neck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The screen showed, &amp;quot;&lt;strong&gt;200 new messages&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He wanted to scream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subject:&amp;nbsp;Haseo I&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3 YOU!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Subject:&amp;nbsp;Free puppy! &lt;br /&gt;Subject: :-) &lt;br /&gt;(Wait is this from..Azure Kite? ..) &lt;br /&gt;Subject: Need some love in your life? Subject: Sexy online chat 4 free.&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Haseo I'm such a huge fan--&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Haseo r u single? Atoli&amp;nbsp; and Shino like creepy men.&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&amp;nbsp;Haseo my beloved--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(..Endrance why are you still sending me these?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subject: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HASEO---- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HASEOHASEOHASEO&lt;u&gt;HASEO--VIAGRAPUPPIESNEWMAIL300UNREAD&lt;br /&gt;SEXTIPSNEWDRUGHASEOMARRYMEPLZKTHXHASEOURSOCOOLOMG..--- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHUT UP ALREADY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[Haseo is shooting upright in his bed, arms out as if to push someone. Only to..stare mutely at the wall in front of him. He promptly covers his face with an arm, falling back into the bed.]&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No..just no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ofredemption:3205</id>
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    <title>video;</title>
    <published>2011-06-15T16:49:39Z</published>
    <updated>2011-06-15T16:51:36Z</updated>
    <category term="grunt"/>
    <category term="it&amp;apos;s hot mang"/>
    <category term="hello world"/>
    <category term="hnghh"/>
    <category term="wake up in the mornin feeling like melte"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;[There is a boy sleeping on a bed, without a shirt, just wearing shorts. it seems like he took it off in his sleep due to the heat, the screen shows a blurry red eyes blinking into the screen ]&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nghh..&lt;font size="1"&gt;[he then blinks in surprise, and jerks up, looking around from his place on his bed]&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long have I been asleep this time? &lt;font size="1"&gt;[and then he stands up to check the AC, his right eye twitching]&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell &lt;i&gt;no&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[scowling, he sits on the edge of the bed, his tone irritated]&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either one of you is seriously going to get your ass kicked for screwing with my AC or this is just another event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking it's number two.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ofredemption:2867</id>
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    <title>dream 2; i've lost so much along the way</title>
    <published>2011-05-18T22:19:59Z</published>
    <updated>2011-05-19T01:37:41Z</updated>
    <category term="shino wry"/>
    <category term="alkaid wry"/>
    <category term="ovannnnn"/>
    <category term="ovan is gone"/>
    <category term="shino i&amp;apos;m tired"/>
    <category term="i have sad memories ok"/>
    <category term="last emo post i swear"/>
    <category term="why did it end like this"/>
    <category term="wow i need a hug"/>
    <category term="emos"/>
    <category term="this is why i scream people&amp;apos;s names"/>
    <category term="atoli wry"/>
    <category term="wryyyy for everyone"/>
    <lj:music>Lost Resolution - .Hack GU OST</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;Warnings:&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Heavy G.U. spoilers. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes: &lt;strong&gt;Viewer will feel a heavy sadness a sense of deep betrayal and anger along with frustration.&amp;nbsp; Ends with grief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Filtered away from Silabus: ///, half-way filtered from Atoli ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Welcome, to The World.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;ldquo;You have a special power, Haseo.&amp;rdquo; His name was &lt;a href="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f185/Tank-Toast/Ovan.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Ovan.&lt;/a&gt; He was a mysterious player in the world and guildmaster of &lt;i&gt;The Twilight Brigade. &lt;/i&gt;He thought it was a load of junk, to be honest. Yet somehow he still ended up joining&amp;hellip;those memories, with Shino, the girl in pink, and Ovan, who always came and went, Tabi, Sakisaka, Phyllo.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;--Came abruptly to an end.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;///&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shino was falling. Falling and he couldn&amp;rsquo;t catch her. Her body broke off into bits and pieces of light in his arms, as she placed her hand to his face and said in a soft, hushed voice, &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t cry. Boys don&amp;rsquo;t cry..so you shouldn&amp;rsquo;t cry..&amp;rdquo; Her smile for him was so genuine and kind--..he screamed within the Hulle Granz Cathedral, the only thing in his heart was vengeance then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/ofredemption/pic/00001f59/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" style="width: 601px; height: 266px" src="https://pics.livejournal.com/ofredemption/pic/00001f59/s640x480" fetchpriority="high" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the altar, the symbol &lt;a href="http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc45/haseoflare/symbols%20and%20misc/Tri-Edgesign.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;that had killed Shino shined&lt;/a&gt;, and his mind flashed to the image of a &amp;gt;&lt;a href="http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa130/saintmetatron/azurekitemv0.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;player&lt;/a&gt; with pronged twinblades, his face stitched and body covered in blue fire. &amp;ldquo;Tri-Edge..&amp;rdquo; Was the only sound out of his mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Somewhere in the real world, a boy watched a girl with Shino&amp;rsquo;s face lying in a hospital bed, the beep-beeps signaling what was: A coma. ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;////&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood in &lt;a rednal="" albums="" e346="" href="”" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Arche Koeln,&lt;/a&gt; the waterfall roaring around them. In his mind flashed memories, of Shino, Ovan and he standing together watching, waiting&amp;mdash;for something. Now it was Ovan, Ovan who left him and the rest, Ovan who disbanded the Twilight Brigade. Ovan who now said, &amp;ldquo;It was such a small seed..so I decided to raise it.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;--He was &lt;a albums="" skelletonike="" k280="" href="”" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;stronger now&lt;/a&gt;. The Terror of Death, who killed Player Killers and was on a hunt for revenge. He wouldn&amp;rsquo;t fail&amp;hellip;and yet--.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after those words he found &amp;lsquo;Tri-Edge&amp;rsquo; at the scene of the crime, who he assumed was nothing less but what he thought he was. He thought he could defeat him. But instead, his body cracked into pieces, and he was at square one. As weak and as armorless as he first started the game. When he first met Ovan. As he skimmed through his empty emails, Ovan&amp;rsquo;s name appeared with a single message: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You have two paths before you. One will lead to safety and shame..it is a path where you give up the World and never log in again.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Could he really keep playing in a World that sent Shino into a coma?! No way in hell! No way..) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;ldquo;Let me be blunt. The latter path is tortuous and will threaten both your mind &lt;br /&gt;and body. Once you have chosen it, there will be no turning back.&amp;nbsp; The other is of peril and pride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still choose to walk this path, then there will come a time when you and &lt;br /&gt;I will meet once again in &amp;quot;The World.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the time comes I will once again say this to you: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to &amp;quot;The World.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haseo made his choice. And logged back into The World. And his quest to become stronger&amp;mdash;to kill TriEdge and avenge Shino&amp;mdash;in a world where the game was only an illusion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout it Ovan kept giving him emails, visiting at random times, leaving cryptic messages..until finally he left another message. Words he barely skimmed as he went to the place this journey began. The Cathedral. Where Ovan waited.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;///// &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;i&gt;&amp;ldquo;What is it that you want from me?!&amp;rdquo; He screamed, he was so sick of Ovan&amp;rsquo;s random shortmails, of his cryptic words, how he was always one step ahead yet never told him anything! Why?! WHY?!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ovan smiled at him in the Cathedral.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;To become stronger. To consume all happiness and sadness..that will be your stepping stone.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;ldquo;Even if you manage to destroy Tri-Edge, you will only uncover a small part of a truth&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;///// &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;He lost more friends to AIDA, ghostly black spots in the world that sent people into comas. Just like Tri-Edge did..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&amp;ldquo;AIDA is an abnormality in the World. People who get attacked by AIDA..become Lost Ones and don&amp;rsquo;t wake up. &amp;ldquo; Pi&amp;rsquo;s words had basically summed up what he had feared. And his mind flashed to Shino in the hospital&amp;hellip;.and felt sick. &amp;quot;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again he and Ovan crossed paths. In a &lt;a href="http://i251.photobucket.com/albums/gg288/jgamesbx/Random/Keelmountain2.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;strange place&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;ldquo;Haseo, let me show you how those scars are made. Do not be afraid. Burn this into your eyes! Look closely Haseo, this is the truth you&amp;rsquo;ve been searching for..!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Which is why he didn&amp;rsquo;t understand now, as he stood before Ovan, in this area, staring at him making the same symbol Tri-Edge used when he killed Shino, where Alkaid had been PKed in Coithe Bodher, who now before him, had a sickly black arm growing out of where his sealed up right arm had been. Spots of AIDA. &lt;a href="http://i318.photobucket.com/albums/mm439/Ang3los/TriEdge-Ovan-Front.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Ovan was Tri-Edge all along.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ovan is..Tri-Edge&amp;hellip;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Memories flashed in his mind, of Shino falling, of Alkaid crumpling in his arms, of Atoli, her arm, her injured arm---of &amp;nbsp;the pain she suffered because of AIDA! Ovan had been behind everything! The pain he felt, the betrayal, the grief&amp;mdash;this man who he thought might have somehow been on his side&amp;mdash;somehow helping him along. Was USING him. Someone he&amp;nbsp;trusted&amp;mdash;how&amp;mdash;how had this&amp;hellip; &lt;br /&gt;Ovan left him in a stupor, &amp;quot;I will be waiting for you in Megan Fi.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;////// &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;He came with Atoli and the others, so sure he had found the answer! Ovan stood on the ancient city's inner sanctum and stared out into the inky, rainy night.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Come to think of it&amp;hellip;everything may have begun to spin out of control at this place. Don&amp;rsquo;t you think so, Haseo?&amp;nbsp;But there is no going back now. &amp;ldquo; He continued to stare out at the pixilated fireflies and the stormy sky above them. &amp;ldquo;After all, my entire life I&amp;rsquo;ve given to the World was just for this day. &amp;ldquo; &lt;br /&gt;Haseo&amp;rsquo;s voice came out harsh and sharp, &amp;ldquo;You were the one who PKed Shino? &amp;ldquo; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yes.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Furthermore, I am also the one who drew in Sakaki, and gave him AIDA.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;Sakaki, who had used Atoli, who had made her fight against him&amp;mdash;who went through so much pain because of&amp;nbsp;that bastard! Everything, all these months were falling apart with each word Ovan said! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;But &lt;i&gt;why? &lt;/i&gt;Why would you do that?!&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;ldquo;For you, Haseo.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Me?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;To make you grow up strong.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Just for something like that?! You..&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Something like this, that&amp;rsquo;s not it. Everything was part of necessary process..&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again the images of Atoli, Shino, Alkaid..all of them drifted in his mind. Their suffering&amp;mdash;their needless suffering.&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Thanks to you..Shino..and Alkaid&amp;hellip;--And &lt;i&gt;Atoli! &lt;/i&gt;&amp;ldquo; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;His voice was a low growl. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;ll pay for&amp;nbsp;this. You will&amp;hellip;PAY!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once again Ovan&amp;rsquo;s sickly AIDA-infected arm came to appear, and Haseo stared half-mesmerized, but ready, as Ovan said, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Now, Haseo--..surpass your limits! Become strong&amp;hellip;and then---&amp;ldquo;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;ldquo;&lt;i&gt;KILL ME!&amp;rdquo; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right"&gt;---as Haseo surged into battle, screaming his name. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;////// &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: none"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;The battle ended, and Haseo assumed he had destroyed Ovan. But it had been a lie. Once again, he was on a pursuit of a truth he wasn&amp;rsquo;t sure he believed in anymore. Ovan was TriEdge, so if he killed him..wouldn&amp;rsquo;t Shino and the others have come back? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;It was only after a few months that he heard&amp;nbsp;from Ovan again&amp;hellip;and was given a meeting point. Once again, he was on a goosechase to confront a man he had trusted and long been betrayed by. ( From the very beginning&amp;hellip;! ) &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;In the wooded area of the dungeon, &lt;a href="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e25/naruto-fan010/yata.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Yata&lt;/a&gt; paused and stared at Haseo, quietly saying, &amp;ldquo;I feel like&amp;hellip;Ovan is waiting for you, Haseo. &amp;ldquo; To which he had no reply. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;And so--..once again, Haseo entered an area with his friends, facing a man he thought he had defeated. Destroyed upon his request..and his own desire for justice.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="display: none"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt="" style="width: 555px; height: 237px" src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/f9f896d3dd287c86abaf6fb19201e44c6685bd711a82c89dd380f09f3f4887db/P2WlxyVijxKvg25s9s9QWUMdsf-ah7h01kODQLdAwcfa-BHV28KqBQUiD1N_H056-UtYnTrbcEwSUgVd0j8OsmUdjnbbN_vP50pX5gw:LMEf9nD9Uo8yZy7bjwwLnA" loading="lazy" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From above on a raised mound of pixels, a girl in a wheelchair watched them with dull eyes, as Haseo stared at her, Ovan impassively watching. &amp;ldquo;That ghost girl..&amp;rdquo; He began, but Ovan cut him off. His ghostly arm wavering, twitching like a grotesque thing on his body where his sealed up arm would have been. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Ovan was controlling AIDA, or was it controlling him? Haseo curtly cut off his explanations, &amp;ldquo;Enough talk. Do you know of a way to cure Shino and the Lost Ones?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He could feel Ovan&amp;rsquo;s smile, and hated it. &amp;ldquo;A way to return those..who can&amp;rsquo;t come home?&amp;rdquo; He paused, before he pressed his good hand to his face, and began to laugh. &amp;ldquo;Hahaa&amp;hellip;haha&amp;hellip;hahahah!&amp;rdquo; He broke off into an almost crazy sort of laugh, but to Haseo it sounded sad, and it twisted inside of him.&amp;nbsp;He smiled at him again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;It is easy enough to change things, Haseo. Bringing things back to the way they were, is difficult. Let me give you a simple example, how would you go about separating milk and tea that had been completely mixed together?&amp;rdquo; His smile grew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;You cannot, and in fact, there is no need to..&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Haseo snarled out, &amp;ldquo;You..&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ovan took on a fighting stance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;However, if you can manage to defeat me, there is a slim chance Shino&amp;rsquo;s consciousness may return..however that is a one in a million chance.&amp;nbsp;There is no certainty what so ever. Haha&amp;hellip;.hahahahha&amp;hellip;hahahahaha!&amp;rdquo; He broke off into that twisted laughter.&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ovan, you bastard! &amp;ldquo; He roared, and Ovan laughed all the more. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Now, destroy me, Haseo! You see, if you want your truth&amp;hellip;&lt;em&gt;you must take it from me!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Haseo screamed as he once again for the second time, charged at Ovan, with all the intention to do just that. Destroy him. And he thought he did, but Ovan was still standing. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s not good enough..that&amp;rsquo;s not enough Haseo! What&amp;rsquo;s wrong Haseo, is that the limit of your strength?!&amp;rdquo; Ovan snapped, and Haseo could feel the literal plead in his words, &lt;i&gt;Give me more, Haseo&amp;mdash;you&amp;rsquo;re not good enough! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Destroy me! Devour me! Tear me to bits! Come Haseo..use your Avatar&amp;mdash;your grim reaper that&amp;rsquo;s devoured seven of the eight..&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right"&gt;His voice was weak.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: none"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: none"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Destroy me so that I can never revive again! &lt;br /&gt;To bring Shino back&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;hellip;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="display: none"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU MUST DEVOUR ME ENTIRELY!!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;//// &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly Ovan&amp;rsquo;s body began to glow a bright blue. &amp;ldquo;Come the Rebirth, Corbenik!&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world around them dissolved, into empty, starry sky. Ovan&amp;rsquo;s body disappeared, and in it&amp;rsquo;s place, a &lt;a albums="" tank-toast="" f185="" href="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f185/Tank-Toast/Corbenik.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;monster&lt;/a&gt; floated towards him. His right arm, where Ovan&amp;rsquo;s disgusting black clawed appendage had been was warped beyond recognition, worse than the last time they had fought. It was half his body, and he could see from where he stood that it caused horrible pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What had Ovan always said&amp;hellip;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haseo&amp;hellip;there&amp;rsquo;s no time. No more time&amp;hellip; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Was this---wait&amp;mdash;Ovan! ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was his Avatar. And so, Haseo realized&amp;hellip;&lt;em&gt;Ovan, you&amp;rsquo;re serious about this&amp;hellip;fine. I&amp;rsquo;ll do it. If that&amp;rsquo;s what you really want&amp;hellip;and if that will..grant you your wish..&amp;mdash; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Haseo&amp;rsquo;s body also faded until in his place was a &lt;a href="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p176/EnigmaticApathy/dot%20hack/skeith2_2.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;monster holding a Scythe&lt;/a&gt;, looking fierce and determined. They began to fight, two Avatars, two people, in a game that wasn&amp;rsquo;t a game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ovan, no, Corbenik, began to attack with his massive arm, his body sagging from the force of the strain. Haseo could see how deeply AIDA was killing Ovan&amp;rsquo;s player, and he finally understood what he meant by no time. He was holding back from AIDA controlling him by force of will.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;rsquo;ve got to end this..for everyone&amp;rsquo;s sake! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;He thought bitterly, as Haseo, who was now using his Avatar, Skeith, began to plunge after him. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Surpass your limits!&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right"&gt;Ovan shouted at him from the monster he controlled. He deflected a ray of shots with his scythe, moving in for the kill. Ovan&amp;rsquo;s triumphant voice echoed in his ears, &amp;ldquo;&lt;em&gt;Yes, destroy me Haseo, for Aina and this world!! &amp;ldquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;ldquo;OVANNN!!!&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;He shouted, as Skeith aimed his arm at the creature, a beam of some sort of light aimed at the creature, sealing it&amp;rsquo;s doom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a final cry of dismay, Haseo found himself once again in the Creator&amp;rsquo;s room. Ovan stood before him, his twisted, skeletal arm sagging as he offered a gasping shudder of breath, &amp;ldquo;Good&amp;hellip;ah..the rebirth, the power of hope..&amp;rdquo; Haseo stood before him. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;The final wave, the surge of rebirth..&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;///// &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;ldquo;So you used the Terror of Death as a key to the resurrection..was that a part of your plan all along, Ovan?&amp;rdquo; Yata stared at Ovan, barely standing, but at that instant, all of them, save for Haseo were warped out of the area in a surge of orange light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Your deductions are always so close and yet so far, Yata..&amp;rdquo; Haseo didn&amp;rsquo;t understand. What was Ovan saying? He made this all sound like some sort of scheme a plot he wasn&amp;rsquo;t aware of.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Then what was your aim with all this? &amp;ldquo; He demanded, staring at him with confusion in his bright red eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;My goal was to save my little sister, who was a Lost One..&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haseo&amp;rsquo;s eyes were once again riveted to the little girl in the chair. &amp;ldquo;Aina, my sister, was probably the first Lost One&amp;hellip;the AIDA in my arm..&amp;rdquo; That sickly claw..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;I did that to her..I created the Twilight Brigade and looked for a way to cure her..but then came Shino&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He didn&amp;rsquo;t need to hear this! Ovan was actually &amp;ndash;he was&amp;mdash;if this was true then why hadn&amp;rsquo;t he just told him this from the beginning?! He could have saved him too instead of this!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;But like a robot programmed to finish a report, Ovan continued, each word stabbing into his heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;The Rebirth..is a failsafe triggered by the Creator of the World. &lt;br /&gt;A reinitialization program that restarts the World&amp;hellip;but only the fully awakened Terror of&amp;nbsp;Death can is capable of activating it..&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Me?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;And now I will release it&amp;rsquo;s power&amp;nbsp;throughout the internet!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Hey wait a minute if you do that won&amp;rsquo;t it initialize the entire network?! &amp;ldquo; Haseo demanded as Ovan added wearily, &amp;ldquo;AIDA is hiding throughout the entire network, this is the only way to erase it..&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;This is a gamble..but I believe it is something worth betting on..&amp;rdquo; Ovan said as the&amp;nbsp;ground around them began to shake. Ovan had done it. The world was being reprogrammed..did this mean AIDA would be gone forever?&lt;/p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Even if you&amp;rsquo;re putting everything you are on the line?&amp;rdquo; Haseo continued, staring at him with shock. Hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yes..heh&amp;hellip;.&amp;rdquo; Ovan laughed weakly, as if he were trying to stay connected to his controller. It was too much for Haseo to bear, as memories flashed by, all his journey, all the people he lost, people he loved, Ovan&amp;mdash;who felt he had to do this all by himself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You &lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;bastard! &lt;/i&gt;&amp;ldquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Haseo croaked, &amp;ldquo;&lt;i&gt;Why didn&amp;rsquo;t you ever trust me?! And why--Why didn&amp;rsquo;t you really believe in me?! Tell me!&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(I could have helped you..)&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;I did believe you..&amp;rdquo; Ovan began softly, &amp;ldquo;That is why I chose you, &amp;ldquo; (Haseo you have a special power..) &amp;ldquo;Why I protected you..&amp;rdquo; (Ovan hovering over his body, offering his hand..) &amp;ldquo;Why I raised you like I did..&amp;rdquo; (It was such a small seed..) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;You responded better&amp;nbsp;than I could have&amp;nbsp;dreamed..thank you Haseo.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Haseo didn&amp;rsquo;t want to hear it, and a sob was in his throat. All this time&amp;mdash;for what? This? Now he was apologizing?! Thanking him?!&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s it?! Now you finally come clean and now you think everything&amp;rsquo;s been straightened out?! This close to the end?! When things have gotten this bad?! &amp;ldquo; &amp;nbsp;The ground continued to shake.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Tell me, how many people do you think you&amp;rsquo;ve hurt since this started?! &lt;br /&gt;How many have grieved?! How many have suffered?!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right"&gt;He grit the words out in a rage, his voice cracking, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;ve stepped on so many people, just so you could achieve your self-serving dream! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;NO ONE HAS THAT RIGHT! &lt;/i&gt;Everybody grieves..everybody suffers! &amp;ldquo;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Everybody has truths they want to ignore!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&amp;ldquo;You are not special, you&amp;rsquo;re just like everyone else!&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; OVANNN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ovan did what he always did..he smiled. The bastard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Everyone&amp;rsquo;s dream is special&amp;hellip;no matter how terribly insignificant or grand it may be..there&amp;rsquo;s no difference between any of them..&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ovan used the last of his strength to wrap his arms around his little sister, as the world literally began to fade into pieces of bright light, Haseo thrown by the blast. &amp;quot;Now Aina is the time to be set free!&amp;quot; Ovan cried, as he began to be blown away by the force of the Rebirth. Haseo was riveted by the sight of Ovan's content, tired smile as his body completely dissolved.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;// &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ovan turned and smiled at him, everything was white noise. &amp;quot;And ending is just a part of a new beginning, don't you think that's true?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;Haseo reached out his hand... &lt;br /&gt;// &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And woke up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------- &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stupid..selfish...bastard..--so..stupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;em&gt;his hand covers his face, feeling a moistness in the back of his eyes as he checked his dreamberry, flipping through the device..a pause.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;[&lt;em&gt;his face was shadowed, as Haseo, his voice curt, slightly choked, came out: ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those that..'knew' Ovan..--if anyone ever did--[&lt;em&gt;he gritted out the next words, a choking sound in his throat. ] &lt;/em&gt;..he's gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;em&gt;and he pushes down hard on the button, shutting it off to hold back the tangry ears that slip.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ofredemption:2662</id>
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    <title>video | event aftermath | </title>
    <published>2011-05-04T04:57:56Z</published>
    <updated>2011-05-04T05:39:36Z</updated>
    <category term="shino....~.."/>
    <category term="this outfit is weird"/>
    <category term="somarium what do"/>
    <category term="hngh somarium"/>
    <category term="worried about my frands"/>
    <category term="whoa i&amp;apos;m kind of messy"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[Haseo is..lying in the street in his event clothes, stained with dried blood. He groans a little, blinking as he stares at his clothes, then at the alleyway--for some reason he had this memory of Shino, Shino's player, being shot in front of him--]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Shino?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[his head darted about, he actually felt fine, even if his clothes were completely bloodied. ]&lt;/font&gt; ..What am I wearing? And where is this? ---she's fine--so why was I--&lt;font size="1"&gt;[he ran a hand through his hair]&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me this is another weird event this place called up. Just what the hell happe---&lt;font size="1"&gt;[he inspects his clothes]&lt;/font&gt; Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[FILTERED TO FRIENDS/CASTMATES:]&lt;/b&gt; Are you guys alright? I keep remembering having guns..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ofredemption:2487</id>
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    <title>video;</title>
    <published>2011-03-26T04:45:23Z</published>
    <updated>2011-03-26T05:18:28Z</updated>
    <category term="training is for men"/>
    <category term="tsuns then deres"/>
    <category term="cocky bastard"/>
    <category term="i&amp;apos;m gonna walk outside todayyyy"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;em&gt;Screen opens up with a slightly annoyed looking Haseo walking towards what looks like the coliseum. ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Been a pretty weird few weeks, huh? I'm glad that damn arm-band's off. What a pain...well, time to get back to work, I&amp;nbsp;guess. &lt;br /&gt;[&lt;em&gt;He pauses some, it's an audible pause] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..To some of you, I&amp;nbsp;guess I sounded kinda different, or something..[&lt;em&gt;well one of his friends was murdered so..he had been kinda snappy] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;...sorry.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;em&gt;quickly changing tone:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Anyway-- you guys gotten soft around here, or do you think you can&amp;nbsp;handle a good match?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Or if you just want to practice or something, whatever.&amp;nbsp; [&lt;em&gt;and his smirk is back] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think it's going to be easy if you're thinking about fighting me. [&lt;em&gt;he runs a hand through his hair] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I'll go register for one of the tournaments or something . .glad things are..kinda halfway normal for once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;filtered from Atoli]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Also..does anyone know if you can repair a damaged bodypart here?&amp;nbsp;Does regular healing work?&amp;nbsp;I've got a friend here who can't use her left arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Private to Silabus] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Hey, you settle in alright?&amp;nbsp;Kinda wondering how you're gonna survive without your headset. [&lt;em&gt;small grin]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Private to Atoli] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ovan's here. Just--..leave the questions to me, okay?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ofredemption:1880</id>
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    <title>permissions; stats;</title>
    <published>2011-03-19T21:17:43Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-05T20:21:57Z</updated>
    <category term="in-progress"/>
    <category term="permissions"/>
    <category term="stats"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="width: 411px; height: 513px" src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/a486fcbc20833f7187a58cad2c08ff28a8c274bcc901f5bc8e1ba041f382345f/P2WlxyVijxKvg25s9s9QWUMdsf-ah7h01hvTCaZagcnD-huals6oRxgvUhR2F1o_pkxS3iA:cjBa18bO2tgnyyJwNuavvg" fetchpriority="high" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;STATS&amp;nbsp;AND&amp;nbsp;PERMISSIONS;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="georgia"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so high i can hear heaven &lt;br /&gt;i am so high i can hear heaven &lt;br /&gt;but heaven no heaven can't hear me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they say a hero will save us &lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna stand here and wait &lt;br /&gt;i'll hold onto the wings of the eagles &lt;br /&gt;watch as we all fly away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone told me:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;love would all save us' &lt;br /&gt;but how can that be, look what love gave us &lt;br /&gt;a world full of killing and blood-spilling &lt;br /&gt;that world never came &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they say that a hero will save us &lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna stand here and wait &lt;br /&gt;i'll hold onto the wings of the eagles &lt;br /&gt;watch as they all fly away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if the world isn't ending &lt;br /&gt;it's love that i'm sending to you &lt;br /&gt;and it isn't the love of a hero &lt;br /&gt;and that's what i fear won't do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they're watching us &lt;br /&gt;watching they're watching us &lt;br /&gt;watching as we all fly away &lt;br /&gt;yeah they're watching us (watching) &lt;br /&gt;they're watching us (watching) &lt;br /&gt;as we all fly away . .&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/ofredemption/pic/00002py0/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" width="339" height="480" src="https://pics.livejournal.com/ofredemption/pic/00002py0/s640x480" loading="lazy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Player Name: Haseo &lt;br /&gt;Nickname: &lt;strong&gt;The Terror of Death &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Appearance(s): &lt;br /&gt;F&lt;a href="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg250/purodominicano44/_haseo.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;irst form&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n309/Kdan_15/haseo.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Second Form&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n309/Kdan_15/Haseo3.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Third Form&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l202/Blarg-Honk/Haseo4.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Xth Form/ Current/Final Form&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Life Name: Misaki Ryou&lt;br /&gt;Age:&amp;nbsp;18&lt;br /&gt;Appearance:&lt;a href="http://i777.photobucket.com/albums/yy55/NessTheSoulNomad/Ryou2.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Ryou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name='cutid2-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ofredemption:1779</id>
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    <title>ofredemption @ 2011-03-12T22:44:00</title>
    <published>2011-03-13T04:45:12Z</published>
    <updated>2011-03-19T21:12:04Z</updated>
    <category term="relationships"/>
    <category term="cr"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;h1 style="text-align: center; font-family: Georgia, serif; letter-spacing: 15px; color: #dddddd; font-size: 30pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center; font-family: Georgia, serif; letter-spacing: 15px; color: #dddddd; font-size: 30pt"&gt;RELATIONSHIPS&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center; font-family: Century Gothic, san-serif; letter-spacing: 10px; color: #aaaaaa; font-size: 28pt"&gt;CANON&amp;nbsp;MATES;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="5" cellpadding="5" width="500" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" width="400" style="text-align: left"&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: #dddddd; font-size: 24pt"&gt;Atoli &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: Tahoma, san-serif; color: #aaaaaa; font-size: 12pt"&gt;.Hack//G.U.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" rowspan="2" width="100" style="text-align: right"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; background: #eeeeee; padding-top: 10px" src="https://l-userpic.livejournal.com/107675457/27776775" fetchpriority="high" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; color: #aaaaaa; font-size: 10pt"&gt;&amp;quot;I want you to look at me! See me!&amp;nbsp;Recognize me! I want to look in the same direction as you. &amp;quot;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Arial, san-serif; color: #bbbbbb; font-size: 8pt"&gt;Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Fusce non tortor nisi. Donec est ligula, cursus et condimentum eleifend, posuere vel magna. Morbi vel dui eu turpis sagittis semper pulvinar eget odio. Maecenas ullamcorper posuere sapien, at scelerisque lorem auctor ut. Aenean justo leo, hendrerit et volutpat ac, vulputate eu metus. Suspendisse euismod neque non urna vehicula elementum. In hac habitasse platea dictumst. Proin ornare urna eu tortor gravida dictum ornare leo bibendum. Suspendisse sagittis varius lorem, eu commodo risus sodales sit amet. Maecenas eu urna metus, a imperdiet magna. Etiam eleifend, elit in placerat tempus, tellus nulla lacinia risus, quis interdum tellus mi volutpat turpis.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="5" cellpadding="5" width="500" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" rowspan="2" width="100" style="text-align: left"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; background: #eeeeee; padding-top: 10px" src="https://l-userpic.livejournal.com/108853152/26915675" loading="lazy" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" width="400" style="text-align: right"&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: #dddddd; font-size: 24pt"&gt;Silabus &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: Tahoma, san-serif; color: #aaaaaa; font-size: 12pt"&gt;.Hack//G.U.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; color: #aaaaaa; font-size: 10pt"&gt;&amp;quot;Isn't The World a great game?&amp;nbsp;Let's do our best!&amp;quot;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Arial, san-serif; color: #bbbbbb; font-size: 8pt"&gt;Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Fusce non tortor nisi. Donec est ligula, cursus et condimentum eleifend, posuere vel magna. Morbi vel dui eu turpis sagittis semper pulvinar eget odio. Maecenas ullamcorper posuere sapien, at scelerisque lorem auctor ut. Aenean justo leo, hendrerit et volutpat ac, vulputate eu metus. Suspendisse euismod neque non urna vehicula elementum. In hac habitasse platea dictumst. Proin ornare urna eu tortor gravida dictum ornare leo bibendum. Suspendisse sagittis varius lorem, eu commodo risus sodales sit amet. Maecenas eu urna metus, a imperdiet magna. Etiam eleifend, elit in placerat tempus, tellus nulla &lt;br /&gt;lacinia risus, quis interdum tellus mi volutpat turpis.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="5" cellpadding="5" width="500" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" width="400" style="text-align: left"&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: #dddddd; font-size: 24pt"&gt;Ovan &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: Tahoma, san-serif; color: #aaaaaa; font-size: 12pt"&gt;.Hack//G.U. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" rowspan="2" width="100" style="text-align: right"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; background: #eeeeee; padding-top: 10px" src="https://l-userpic.livejournal.com/104981714/30743312" loading="lazy" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; color: #aaaaaa; font-size: 10pt"&gt;&amp;quot;An ending is just like a new beginning. &lt;br /&gt;Don't you think that's true?&amp;quot;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Arial, san-serif; color: #bbbbbb; font-size: 8pt"&gt;Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Fusce non tortor nisi. Donec est ligula, cursus et condimentum eleifend, posuere vel magna. Morbi vel dui eu turpis sagittis semper pulvinar eget odio. Maecenas ullamcorper posuere sapien, at scelerisque lorem auctor ut. Aenean justo leo, hendrerit et volutpat ac, vulputate eu metus. Suspendisse euismod neque non urna vehicula elementum. In hac habitasse platea dictumst. Proin ornare urna eu tortor gravida dictum ornare leo bibendum. Suspendisse sagittis varius lorem, eu commodo risus sodales sit amet. Maecenas eu urna metus, a imperdiet magna. Etiam eleifend, elit in placerat tempus, tellus nulla lacinia risus, quis interdum tellus mi volutpat turpis.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center; font-family: Century Gothic, san-serif; letter-spacing: 10px; color: #aaaaaa; font-size: 28pt"&gt;SOMARIUM&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="5" cellpadding="5" width="500" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" rowspan="2" width="100" style="text-align: left"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; background: #eeeeee; padding-top: 10px" src="https://l-userpic.livejournal.com/99731712/23854303" loading="lazy" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" width="400" style="text-align: right"&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: #dddddd; font-size: 24pt"&gt;Character Name&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font style="font-family: Tahoma, san-serif; color: #aaaaaa; font-size: 12pt"&gt;Name of Series&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; color: #aaaaaa; font-size: 10pt"&gt;&amp;quot;Quote goes here. Yes, here. This was stolen from Hannah.&amp;quot;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Arial, san-serif; color: #bbbbbb; font-size: 8pt"&gt;Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Fusce non tortor nisi. Donec est ligula, cursus et condimentum eleifend, posuere vel magna. Morbi vel dui eu turpis sagittis semper pulvinar eget odio. Maecenas ullamcorper posuere sapien, at scelerisque lorem auctor ut. Aenean justo leo, hendrerit et volutpat ac, vulputate eu metus. Suspendisse euismod neque non urna vehicula elementum. In hac habitasse platea dictumst. Proin ornare urna eu tortor gravida dictum ornare leo bibendum. Suspendisse sagittis varius lorem, eu commodo risus sodales sit amet. Maecenas eu urna metus, a imperdiet magna. Etiam eleifend, elit in placerat tempus, tellus nulla lacinia risus, quis interdum tellus mi volutpat turpis.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="5" cellpadding="5" width="500" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" width="400" style="text-align: left"&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: #dddddd; font-size: 24pt"&gt;Character Name&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font style="font-family: Tahoma, san-serif; color: #aaaaaa; font-size: 12pt"&gt;Name of Series&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" rowspan="2" width="100" style="text-align: right"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; background: #eeeeee; padding-top: 10px" src="https://l-userpic.livejournal.com/99731712/23854303" loading="lazy" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; color: #aaaaaa; font-size: 10pt"&gt;&amp;quot;Quote goes here. Yes, here. This was stolen from Hannah.&amp;quot;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Arial, san-serif; color: #bbbbbb; font-size: 8pt"&gt;Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Fusce non tortor nisi. Donec est ligula, cursus et condimentum eleifend, posuere vel magna. Morbi vel dui eu turpis sagittis semper pulvinar eget odio. Maecenas ullamcorper posuere sapien, at scelerisque lorem auctor ut. Aenean justo leo, hendrerit et volutpat ac, vulputate eu metus. Suspendisse euismod neque non urna vehicula elementum. In hac habitasse platea dictumst. Proin ornare urna eu tortor gravida dictum ornare leo bibendum. Suspendisse sagittis varius lorem, eu commodo risus sodales sit amet. Maecenas eu urna metus, a imperdiet magna. Etiam eleifend, elit in placerat tempus, tellus nulla lacinia risus, quis interdum tellus mi volutpat turpis.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="5" cellpadding="5" width="500" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" rowspan="2" width="100" style="text-align: left"&gt;&lt;img alt="" style="padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; background: #eeeeee; padding-top: 10px" src="https://l-userpic.livejournal.com/99731712/23854303" loading="lazy" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" width="400" style="text-align: right"&gt;&lt;font style="font-style: italic; font-family: Georgia, serif; color: #dddddd; font-size: 24pt"&gt;Character Name&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font style="font-family: Tahoma, san-serif; color: #aaaaaa; font-size: 12pt"&gt;Name of Series&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; color: #aaaaaa; font-size: 10pt"&gt;&amp;quot;Quote goes here. Yes, here. This was stolen from Hannah.&amp;quot;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: justify; font-family: Arial, san-serif; color: #bbbbbb; font-size: 8pt"&gt;Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Fusce non tortor nisi. Donec est ligula, cursus et condimentum eleifend, posuere vel magna. Morbi vel dui eu turpis sagittis semper pulvinar eget odio. Maecenas ullamcorper posuere sapien, at scelerisque lorem auctor ut. Aenean justo leo, hendrerit et volutpat ac, vulputate eu metus. Suspendisse euismod neque non urna vehicula elementum. In hac habitasse platea dictumst. Proin ornare urna eu tortor gravida dictum ornare leo bibendum. Suspendisse sagittis varius lorem, eu commodo risus sodales sit amet. Maecenas eu urna metus, a imperdiet magna. Etiam eleifend, elit in placerat tempus, tellus nulla lacinia risus, quis interdum tellus mi volutpat turpis.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ofredemption:1367</id>
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    <title>//video;</title>
    <published>2011-02-22T23:12:40Z</published>
    <updated>2011-02-22T23:12:40Z</updated>
    <category term="atoliiiiiiiiii!!!!111"/>
    <category term="lost my castmate"/>
    <category term="sad"/>
    <category term="sad haseo"/>
    <category term="derp"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;[feed opens up to Haseo standing in Atoli's apartment, staring at the stuffed animal he bought her for Christmas , a pink bird, on her table. His face is carefully guarded, voice controlled]&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has..anyone heard from Atoli? I can't reach her with the Dreamberry. &lt;font size="1"&gt;[he shuts off the video so it's just voice, his voice quiet]&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anyone that knows her..--I--..&lt;font size="1"&gt;I think she's gone.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm going to keep looking. Let me know if you see her, alright? I'm probably just imagining things..</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ofredemption:1240</id>
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    <title>//dream</title>
    <published>2011-02-21T18:13:35Z</published>
    <updated>2011-02-21T18:29:04Z</updated>
    <category term="being trolled again"/>
    <category term="somarium friends"/>
    <category term="the world"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings&lt;/b&gt; ; None, cept making fun of Zelos and Haseo being a grump. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feelings&lt;/b&gt; : Sense of shock and exasperation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Color Guide:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt; Maroon is Isabelle. Blue is Zelos. Orange is Beat. Pink is Shiki. Red is Lloyd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;So everyone's set then..I'll meet Kuhn, Atoli and PI at the Chaos Gate..&amp;quot; He muttered aloud, quietly logging into The World and his eyes were flooded with bright colors. Haseo walked out of the Chaos Gate, &amp;quot;What were the area words again..? Why can't I&amp;nbsp;remember..?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;The Area Words are ^Unexpected Irritating Mindbreaking&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;A&amp;nbsp;familiar voice chirped, obnoxiously cheerful. Raising an eyebrow, Haseo blinked at the sight of&amp;nbsp;Isabelle Lightwood holding a huge sword longer than her own body, leaning on it much like a cane, she proceeded to point it at him before laughing. &amp;quot;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;Wow this is really heavy. I&amp;nbsp;like my whip better. Couldn't they add a whip to this game?&lt;/span&gt; &amp;quot; Haseo just stared open mouthed. &amp;quot;How did you---&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900"&gt;Whoa look at this yo! It's a scy---OW!&lt;/span&gt; &amp;quot; Wasn't that--..his eyes widened further. &amp;quot;Beat?&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;Beat was standing holding a&amp;nbsp; very large scythe, above him red numbers said, -1000. &amp;quot;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900"&gt;Aw shit I&amp;nbsp;think I&amp;nbsp;killed myself, yo&lt;/span&gt;...&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;His figure blurred out, before another sound hit his ears, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;span style="color: #ff00ff"&gt;Gosh Beat you're so clumsy sometimes, here ya go&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;quot; And there was Shiki, dressed like a Harvest Cleric with a large staff, &amp;quot;&lt;span style="color: #ff00ff"&gt;Ol Repth&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;quot; With that spell Beat was brought back to life, his stats going back up. Shiki turned with a bright smile, waving her staff around as she twirled. &amp;quot;&lt;span style="color: #ff00ff"&gt;Soooo isn't this outfit like, super-cute? I&amp;nbsp;designed it myself! Maybe I should have picked a better name..what do you think Haseo&lt;/span&gt;?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc99"&gt;&amp;quot;..&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;I think mine is five times sexier, to be honest, hunny. Look at these abs!~&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;Prancing down the street came Zelos, dressed not unlike Yata, no shirt on, puffy pants and wooden sandals, waving a fan around. The whole party turned to look at him mutely.&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;....&lt;span style="color: #ff9900"&gt;That's a chick, yo&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;Beat said after a pause, to which the whole group began to laugh, minus Haseo and Zelos, who was&amp;nbsp; gawking in place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind Zelos was his friend, Lloyd, waving two blades around with a badly designed scarf on top of his head. &amp;quot;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000"&gt;Hey look guys, I got two swords here too! ..I&amp;nbsp;kinda got confused at the 'customization part'...there were lots of buttons but I&amp;nbsp;look cool, right&lt;/span&gt;? &amp;quot; He grinned dorkily at the pair as Isabelle muttered something about, 'Stupid' while Shiki proceeded to lecture Beat about her outfit, Zelos tried to hit on Isabelle, Lloyd began to babble to Haseo about how cool his weapons were, and Haseo mutely, oh so mutely, began walking off, not sure how to comprehend this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;HEY&amp;nbsp;BUD&amp;nbsp;DON'T&amp;nbsp;YOU&amp;nbsp;WALK&amp;nbsp;AWAY&amp;nbsp;FROM&amp;nbsp;ME---NOT&amp;nbsp;YOU&amp;nbsp;LLOYD&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;MEAN&amp;nbsp;THE&amp;nbsp;OTHER&amp;nbsp;BUD!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000"&gt;Whoa sweet! My weapons can disappear too now! Look at this Zelos&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900"&gt;I'm not looking yo, it's just kinda revealing, ya know?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;span style="color: #ff00ff"&gt;MY&amp;nbsp;OUTFIT&amp;nbsp;IS&amp;nbsp;NOT&amp;nbsp;REVEALING. It's stylish..right Haseo&lt;/span&gt;?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;Hey Haseo where are you going&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;^Unexpected Irritating Mindbreaking isn't over there&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Haseo?&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not pausing to look behind him, &lt;br /&gt;he ran a hand through his hair, walking to the Chaos Gate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;quot;I'm pretty sure I&amp;quot;m already there..&amp;quot; He mumbled. &lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[Glancing at the Dreamberry Haseo couldn't help but supress a faint shudder at the idea of all his new friends being players in The World. All of them in one party..? No. Just no. Sighing, he flipped of the Device, although not without a brief snort at some of the circumstances. ]&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ofredemption:915</id>
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    <title>hmd;</title>
    <published>2011-02-20T21:07:29Z</published>
    <updated>2011-02-20T21:07:29Z</updated>
    <category term="how&amp;apos;s my driving;"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="https://i464.photobucket.com/albums/rr8/_greyest_witch_/haseo/7402c1e1f02735bfaaea3b349ab8ed7f1cb334f2.jpg?t=1290379360" fetchpriority="high" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any concerns? Concrit? Let me know how I'm doing playing this little punk, but please be courteous. Anon is off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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