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Sunday, September 3rd, 2006
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11:02 pm - OOC~
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Right. 'Melda's moved from the Hotel to an apartment, with four other students. Apartment's about twenty minutes from campus, and it's decent-looking on the outside. Inside is, for lack of a better word, crappy.
In the mornings, he's usually working at Yoshida's garage. He moves around all day, from one job to another, but they're all usually within five minutes of the other.
Normally, he walks. Otherwise he borrows some sort of transportation from the garage (which comes out of his pay, sadly. So he doesn't do it often) and goes off.
You can make up names for the places he's working, etc. He carries a water pistol with him, wherever it fits nicely, and is in easy reach. Usually the waist-band of his pants, or a pocket, seeing as how he doesn't have to worry about accidentally shooting something off.
He's managed to get a wig, and his hair was mutilated in the middle of the night. Which means that it's un-even, and only just reaches the top of his ears. The wig is black, to blend in with Japan's general population, and he's trying to make himself look shorter in the most ridiculous ways. ♥ Have fun making them up for me, won't you?
Aside from working and whatnot, he'll be stalking Varon. So find the kitty, and you might find Meldy, if he's not working or camping out near Varon's bike.
current mood:  Sick. DX
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| Friday, August 18th, 2006
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10:05 pm
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I'm being evicted by the builders.
If anyone needs me, I'll be rooming with a few others at a hotel near here, until the ones offering to pay find an apartment.
current mood:  annoyed
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| Wednesday, July 19th, 2006
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6:57 pm
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We've now got a grand total of four people in the hospital who are missing limbs, and lots of holes around the Drama Room. A few small trees are now dead, too.
I've moved to one of the art rooms, if anyone needs me. That's all.
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| Friday, July 14th, 2006
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8:21 pm - What's the body count now?
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Varon, the one who wanted me to ask you how to make a decent explosive? He blew off his arm and a few tree branches. Nothing major, just thought you'd like to know you have a few new people after your blood.
I told him to bury it in the dirt before lighting it.
A word of advice to others; if you're making a bomb using ping-pong balls, gun-powder and rope, do not hold it when you light it. It's pure idiocy, and you'll end up in the hospital missing some limbs.
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| Wednesday, July 12th, 2006
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5:58 pm - Joy.
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The Varon Organization's up and left; presumably to some place in Australia. Perth, last I heard.
...Varon, did you know that the spell-check here considers "Moron" to be a suitable spelling of your name?
They've left behind quite a few things. Wigs, plastic medals, flags, goggles, so-on. Those of us who have no-where to go as of yet are trying to come up with ways to get rid of them creatively. Any suggestions?
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| Saturday, July 1st, 2006
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12:07 pm - Does anyone have a gun?
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I've been pulled away to be "taught" about the "modern world" by three people from the Drama Room.
I don't care about "society". I don't give a damn as to who "Gackt" is.
I return now, "fully educated" and wanting to beat my head against a wall, because really, who cares? It's the modern world, great, have fun, leave me alone, bye.
Spent time that I could have used looking for a place to stay learning about music, movies and what not to do to other people that will land me in jail.
I don't care. At all. Does anyone out there understand that? No? Then back off and leave me be.
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| Thursday, May 25th, 2006
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11:33 pm
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| Thursday, May 18th, 2006
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1:13 am
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12:58 am - :::Private:::
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This is going to end with guns and bombs. Those people blocking the doors should let the mob out so that they don't end up killing us all.
Idiots.
current mood: stressed
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| Tuesday, May 16th, 2006
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4:09 pm
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I've been pulled back into the Drama Room until the rain stops or I find some other form of shelter.
Personally, I'd love to take the rain it's clean here and doesn't smell like rotting wood but I've been told by no less than six people that if they catch me out there again, they'll knock me out and tie me to a chair why they'd do that, I've no idea. Apparently they feel responsible for the poor war-orphan's well-being.
Does anyone have anywhere I could go? Any places on campus outdoors where they wouldn't care to look? Highly doubtful that they'd even go out to look for me, but I don't want to risk it. I like being aware.
( Screened for Varon )
current mood:  discontent
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| Thursday, May 4th, 2006
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6:24 am
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6:20 am - :::Private:::
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I've almost finished all of the catch-up work I was set, which means that I'm going to have more time on my hands.
Will possibly have to ask someone to direct me to a clothing store, as I can't return to the cafeteria until I have a shirt. Seeing as how that job's paying for my education, I can't exactly let someone else fill my position. But I don't have any money on hand to actually buy the shirt. Rather doubtful the garage boss would pay me in cash, but I can try.
When are classes going to start again? Attempting to get a young squirrel off of my shoulder and work at the same time gets annoying after the first four days.
May as well go look around campus for a bit, I suppose. I can't believe that I still don't know my way around.
current mood: bored
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| Friday, April 21st, 2006
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4:52 pm - ::Private::
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It would be great if people around here started speaking understandable Japanese. "'and 'e a 'panner, wouldcha?" Is not covered in any Japanese dictionaries or language courses, so how am I supposed to know what a "panner" is? Dozer had to translate for me, which wouldn't be needed if some people learned how to communicate properly.
More drama going on with the student body as of late. Rumors are already flying, which is annoying enough by itself. Makes me wonder how most of the people here got accepted in the first place.
current mood: annoyed
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| Wednesday, April 19th, 2006
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9:18 am - I've been temporarily evicted.
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The squirrels have officially grown weary of my presence. Too bad for them.
They'll turn into a fur blanket soon if they keep this drama up.
Varon, you'll be pleased to note that my sunglasses are now gone and that the sheer intensity of the colours is near blinding me.
Spiky Yami, next time you decide to give the idiot a chance to use "fireworks", you had better be dead, or I'll do the job myself.
Everyone else, ignore the pained squeals whole squirrel topic, if it's within your brain capacity to do so. Here, amuse yourselves with this. I need to stop letting the squirrels annoy me, this is just ridiculous.
current mood: bitchy
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| Saturday, April 15th, 2006
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12:02 pm - :Screened for Aussie with the 'bike:
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| Wednesday, April 12th, 2006
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5:08 am
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Ok, look people. I am a male. I proved this by going to work without a shirt last night.
It would be appreciated if certain people pulled their heads out of wherever they've got them long enough to realize I am male .
I've been told by "Akimato-san" that I need to "t-a-lk m-o-r-e". Mhm. I like not talking to idiots and I'm willing to bet that most of campus, bar that guy with the spiky hair who offed himself, fall under the category of "Mentally Impaired". Besides, what am I supposed to say? "Oh, hi, I'm Amelda and chances are, I'm going to hate you for a long time. ^_________^"?
I'd rather tackle a horde of rabid squirrels than do that. But apparently, my "people skills" need work if I want to keep my job in the cafeteria.
Aussie-guy with the brown hair, you don't mind if I blame you for this, do you? No? Good, because it's your fault, anyway.
So. Anyone want to prove to me that my suspicions about the rest of the school are not unfounded? Really, no-one? Why, I'm hurt. Too bad for Akimato-san, no friends for me! Boo-hoo.
( Screened for the brown-haired Aussie )
current mood: annoyed
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| Tuesday, April 11th, 2006
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3:39 pm - ::Private::
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Everyone seems to be working themselves into fits worrying about what was his name? Yami. I don't think they understand the concept of life. You're born, you live for a while, and then you die. Big deal.
Classes don't look like they're starting up again any time soon, which makes me wonder what the Hell the staff are doing. If they're not teaching us because we don't have proper dorms, then they need some sense beat into them.
I'm considering selling the squirrels in this tree. They're not responding well to my attempts of moving them, so it doesn't look like they'll be up to attacking anyone any time soon. Bastards. They're no use to me, unless I find a knife and skin them.
...Actually, that's not a bad idea. I could probably get a knife from the cafeteria, but I'd have to get it out without anyone noticing. Shouldn't be too hard, considering the IQ of most of the people here.
Blood might be a little hard to get out, and I'm not sure how to wash clothes here, but someone would take pity on the "poor, mentally-challenged exchange-student", right?
So then I'd be free of squirrels and have some fur to keep me warm if I can do it all properly a plan to extract my revenge on Fireworks-Boy.
current mood:  contemplative
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| Monday, March 20th, 2006
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1:40 pm - Anyone else have this problem?
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I have decided that the majority of the female population of this school have close to zero braincells. Not to mention certain members of the male party.
Someone had the bright idea to split the students in the Drama room into two groups, Male and Female. Guess where I am.
Just what do I have to do to convince everyone that I'm not a girl? Sleep naked in a tree?
If one more idiot tries to get me to wear a kimono, I'm going to sleep outside. It's not like I haven't done it before, and here they're all too pampered to even consider stealing from me in my sleep. They'd all die within three minutes if they were brought to my homeland.
Not that that'd be a loss.
And Hell! All they do is whine, whine, whine. "I'm hungry!" "My iPod's gone!" "My cell, like, died!" What are those things, anyway? I'd rather play with a bunch of starving leopards than put up with this!
Screw this, I'm gonna sleep somewhere else.
current mood: annoyed
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