In the skies, signs; in the fire, visions;

Fri, 17 Nov 2006 21:32:59 GMT

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I coulda told my parents to fly to London... but they didn't raise a coward. Cairo falls, and the world follows.

Destiny awaits~

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Thu, 26 Oct 2006 00:26:03 GMT

I helped Mr Faulkner solve his last crime~ Spoilers: I did it! No more headaches for him.

One left guys~ So excited. :3

[Filter: Ilse, Na'Na, Neil]

Too bad you guys never got to see this. I'll make you happy. Cairo will fall, and then I'll throw myself off a bridge. ... Unless all the bridges are blown up~

Wed, 11 Oct 2006 15:16:48 GMT

I was looking through random files on my computer last night and found this.

lookingthrough: And somehow in the last fight, I managed to get myself elected as kekkai bitch, which is like painting a big target sign on your back and...
lookingthrough: yeah, not fun :D
geeki_magi: :3~
geeki_magi: I have already nearly killed a kakkai bitch :D
geeki_magi: They are easy to take down too
geeki_magi: And fun
lookingthrough: Yeah, well, you suck. Leave the poor kekkai bitches alone. :D
lookingthrough: WE HAVE FEELINGS TOO!
wherewestand ... kekkai bitch..?
lookingthrough: The one who gets stuck putting up a shield to keep the surroundings from getting totalled when shit goes down.
lookingthrough: something happens to them, shield falls = shit goes boom.
wherewestand: Ah.
wherewestand: I understood what kekkai meant, but I wasn't sure about the... bitch part.
lookingthrough: Oh. ^^;
geeki_magi: Well, if you have more than one seal in the room, and you don't know who raised the barrier, it's anyone's guess
geeki_magi: :(
wherewestand: What do they look like..?
geeki_magi: Two of my friends would have died that night if I had hit the wrong person :D;;
lookingthrough: Well, sucks to lose people and I can understand that, but uh
lookingthrough: I still gotta sympathize with the person you nearly killed, having been there myself. :')

I miss the old chat. ;_;

Wed, 16 Aug 2006 02:15:12 GMT

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Fri, 07 Jul 2006 18:30:22 GMT

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We were going to bring the city down together. ._. Now I'm almost the last one...

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Sat, 24 Jun 2006 02:40:49 GMT

Okay guys (and Isle) you may have noticed sand around the house lately. I can explain. (Oh and Kalia D: ) I have been working on a weapon that will let me or anyone else fight when our powers are running down. It's a magical ... stick!

See!? I don't know what else to call it :( This stick turns everything at its tip into sand! Even air.

It changes things by using the same kind of spell I use, but carved into a stick that has been specially treated with my own blend of magicy ingredients.

The only problem is turning it off... you can't.

Any questions? :D

Sat, 27 May 2006 06:17:19 GMT

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DONE! Time to test this bad boy. :3

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Wed, 10 May 2006 18:54:39 GMT

Whoa... I forgot my birthday. :(

Good going me making it to 20~

Sun, 07 May 2006 15:11:37 GMT

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. MY TILDE KEY! D:

;_;

Sun, 19 Mar 2006 03:26:14 GMT

Yay better now~ :3

Someone want to pick me up from the hospital or do I have to walk? D:

Thu, 09 Mar 2006 16:01:27 GMT

Morhpien rocs ... ~

[Cairo Angels]

Sun, 26 Feb 2006 23:48:22 GMT

Hi~ I'm home, and I brought... stuff! :3 Anyone miss me? :D

Thu, 16 Feb 2006 23:12:53 GMT

Cairo like... EXPLODED while I've been away. :(

Not cool.

[Beijing Angels~]
Hi~ I came here with my Dad's old boss. We were bringing some of our national treasures over here to keep them safe, but... that was when Beijing was safe.

I don't want the Seals here to know where I am, cause we kinda killed one of them back in Cairo. k? :3
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[Cairo Angels]

Tue, 07 Feb 2006 05:07:06 GMT

My Father's old boss is going on a trip to Beijing with some artifacts. He told me it's safer to get them out of the country. There's a free seat on the plane, and he wants me to go with him~

The plane leaves in four days, and I'll be gone a week. :D

Sun, 22 Jan 2006 05:29:32 GMT

WEEEEEEEEEE~

:3

Sun, 01 Jan 2006 17:22:26 GMT

LOG:

Jeroen put the money on the counter, and picked up the two coffees. He forced back a yelp as the two cups started to burn his hands. He was with Neil at a small coffee shop, and it was his treat. He worked his way over to the table Neil had sat at with the coffee burning his fingerprints off all the while.

He set the coffee down on the table, and gave a quick warning, "Watch out, it's hot."

"It'll be okay. Just let the cup sit on the table for a minute. Places like this always keep the cofee too hot. One of these days, someone will get sued or something."
Neil took the cup from Jeroen and sniffed it.
"Definately not wasting the good stuff, are they?"

Zeke wasn't really sure what he was still doing up. The show last night had lasted longer than he wanted, but the bonus paycheck was definitly worth it. Plus it gave him time to work on his control over fire. That was always a plus.

Walking into the cafe, he took a quick look around. Not immediatly noticing anyone, Zeke walked up to the counter. "I'll just have a regular coffee, thanks." and the attendant went to work. Turning around, he took another, better look at the crowds. Which is when Jeroen and Neil caught his eye. Upon getting his coffee and paying for it, he made his way over to his table. Looking rather nervous, he asks, "Excuse me, but do I know you from somewhere?"

Jeroen looked him over. He wasn't an actor that he had tried to get an autograph from. He didn't think he had killed anyone in front of the guy. He looked too old to have gone to his school. He did look familiar though. Jeroen couldn't quite place him though. "Maybe?"

"I don't think I've ever seen you at all." Neil took a drink of his coffee.
"Ugh, do you see the sugar anywhere? Bitter stuff, this."

Twitch. Of course, Zeke really shouldn't have expected common courtesy from pretty much complete strangers, but it would help with dealings somewhat. Luckily for him, he thought he had figured out where he recognized them from. Not that it would hurt to throw out the idea anyway. What's the worst that could happen?

"Have either of you ever heard of a community called world's resolution?"

Oh. OHH. Jeroen didn't want to play into whatever schemes this person had, and decided to play it cool. "Maybe. Maybe not. And you can't make us tell you that we're members, so there!" Jeroen stuck his tounge out at the man.

That piqued Neil's interest. This guy was a member, or he wouldn't know. But which side was he on, that was the question.
"I'm not sure. It sounds familiar, but can you give me a bit more information? I'm a part of a lot of communities; it's hard to keep them all straight."

So they were members. Or at least, the suspicious dorky looking guy was. But no matter. Pulling up a seat, Zeke invited himself to sit down at the table. He was far enough away that he could react if either of them tried to do something, but he was still at the table. "Well, they claim it's a community about a bunch of people and the world is ending and we're all fine. Or something. I still think it's a bunch of crap, but it does explain what's been happening in Cairo these past weeks." Sipping from his cup, Zeke keeps his eyes on Neil. Jeroen... doesn't seem as much of a threat.

Jeroen finally slid the cup with sugar packets in it over to Neil. He was pretty sure that Neil was trying to get information out of the man. He decided it would be better if he didn't but in just yet.

"So there are people that think the world's ending? I suppose that would explain why people are so paranoid. Terrorists are all over, really.
It's given me some nice footage at any rate."
He emptied a few packets of sugar into his coffee, and drank, looking intently at Zeke.
"Why do you think we're a part of this end of the world business?"

"Yeah, crazy, isn't it?" Sipping from his cup, Zeke thought over what had happened. Maybe he was wrong, and they weren't part of this mess.... "Anyway, I thought I recognized your friend from his icon. Maybe I was wrong, and I'm thinking of someone else. Just random curiosity, I suppose."

He decided to continue being smooth, and deny being part of the community. "I don't know what you're talking about. I don't use pictures of myself for icons anywhere. Especially the site you are talking about, and it's red background thingy."

Smooth.

Neil kicked Jeroen under the table... HARD.
"Hmm.. this end of the world thing sounds like it would make an excellent movie concept. Is there anything about it you can tell me? I'm working on the screenplay.
Of course, I wouldn't dream of asking this for free. When it's finished, you'll get paid handsomely for your help."
He pulled out a small notebook and poised to write.
"Anything at all?"

Sun, 11 Dec 2005 00:35:54 GMT

Hold the phone! Did I really just get engaged to a guy in china?! D:

Thu, 08 Dec 2005 21:53:39 GMT

Wait. WAIT. I saw a naked woman... UP CLOSE.

......

Wed, 07 Dec 2005 09:07:12 GMT

That was something wasn't it? :D;;;

Sun, 27 Nov 2005 03:31:09 GMT

There! Took me all day, but all the smoke detectors are back where I found them. So, I'm off the hook now, right Ilse?

Tue, 22 Nov 2005 22:39:12 GMT

MY COMPUTER IS FIXED!!!!! :D

Thu, 03 Nov 2005 14:53:30 GMT

In thirty minutes, Jeroen Smitty will be declared dead. My apartment will explode, and an exact copy of me will be found dead in my living room. In every sense, I will be dead to the world.

This time tommorow, anyone who knows me by name in Cairo who isn't involved in the war will have ceased to breath. Nothing will point to me, as I will be 'dead' as well.

Happy Eid Al-Fitr~

Wed, 26 Oct 2005 04:33:40 GMT

[Filtered to Acacia]

Uhh... I have a q-question for you. You know this k-kind of stuff. How am I supposed to act on a d-date?

Fri, 21 Oct 2005 03:51:39 GMT

It's not looking good. The stars all call out to the earth. "Rid yourself of the burden. They are sucking the life from you." The earth cries back. "I try. I try, and I fail. I shake myself, and still they live. I flood myself, and still they live. I am choking on their fumes, and soon I will harbor no life."

I've been hearing the same song every night for years. I wonder how much longer the song will go on?

Sun, 16 Oct 2005 04:09:32 GMT

[Filter: Klingon]

Today is a good day to die!

I wonder if anyone can actually read this?