How am I doing? Is there something lacking in Wolfram's personality? Am I exacerbating something too much? Let me know ( Read more... )

[The feed turns on and shows Wolfram...sprawled on a bed. He is sleeping soundly...for the moment. Just as he is about to roll over, there is a sudden flurry of movement under the covers.]

Wha-?! [The poor prince falls off of the bed, shocked into wakefulness by...what the hell is that anyway? He pulls back the blankets cautiously and finds... ( Read more... )

No! I'm looking for - I don't care about -

[Wolfram growls and pushes his way through a throng of tour guides.]

YUURI?! I can't get home because of these - [There is a tell tale crackling sound and a bright flare as Wolfram calls forth his fire power.] Move!

["Sir, you shouldn't hold fire in your hand. It will burn your skin!"]Ha! Why ( Read more... )

[A very pretty and quite petite blond is glaring at Wolfram's communicator. She blows her bangs out of her eyes and purses her lips.]

What the hell is going on here?

[She tugs on her shirt, trying to make it fit. Only...her chest is much bigger now. It seems Wolfram has inherited something else from his mother. What a lucky boygirl.]...Yuuri ( Read more... )

[Wolfram is packing up his few belongings. Briefly, his back is turned to the camera. When he turns around, however, his expression is cold and determined.]

I'm moving in with you, Yuuri. Make the necessary preparations.

[He picks up his communicator and steps outside. Be prepared, boy Maoh. Your 82 year old fiance is not pleased ( Read more... )

This is a strange place. Yuuri, where are you living? [Wolfram scowls at the communicator, looking as prim and proper as ever.] I think we should live together. That way, I can protect you.

[Because we know Yuuri needs it. The wimp.]My first entry was entirely unproductive. My name is Wolfram Von Bielefeld and I am a Prince in Shin Makoku ( Read more... )

[The first sound Wolfram makes in the city is not a pleasant one. After being stuck on a rocking ship for far too long, the Mazoku can't stop himself from retching the moment it stops.]

Nn - [He whimpers and finally notices that he is being recorded.] Wh-What's this?

Y-Yuuri? [The sound of stumbling follows that call. Wolfram is now on his ( Read more... )

Why does the squid like toast?

[Important questions must be asked!]

How does it eat it?

[...squids have...beaks, right? Wth, Hogwarts?!]

Do they even have digestive tracts?

[Guess where Wolfram is. And guess what he's doing.]

Yuuri, they're beautiful. Thank you. [He is, of course, referring to the flowers his wimp got for him.]

I used to detest this holiday, but, now, I think I understand it. [But don't expect him to start drawing hearts on his entries.]

To my Slytherin Dorm-mates, if you touch my roses, I will punish you thoroughly.

[Private to Yuuri.]Can I see ( Read more... )

[There is a large and rather noticeable ink blot in the middle of the page. It also seems to be smeared as if someone tried to wipe it away unsuccessfully. Under said blot, the following words are penned in a rather unsightly scrawl.]

Why can't I sleep?

[Though the question is redundant. Wolf knows why he can't sleep, but admitting that ( Read more... )