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I think I've finally gotten used to being 12 again. Or at least mostly.
*sigh* Honestly I can't say I'm surprised at the school's choice of persona for me. Well, at least it was enlightening, if nothing else. I do have to wonder which of our histories was worse though... being simply alone and outcast like that for so very long...I think I've ( Read more... ) -
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*sniff* Hello?
Is anyone out there?
I'm still stuck down here....
anyone?
I wonder why I'm not sleepy?
[[Yeah, Yamino seems to have spent the night on a big rock at the bottom of the well... he's cold but only normal-cold thanks to the fact he put on his robes this yesterday morning.... And he's still somewhat surprised at his inability to ( Read more... ) -
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*in person part**after wandering through the school, past the moving stairways, up to (if not into) a few bathrooms, and finally through the kitchen... all while divining for Master Loki's spirit Yamino finally decided the castle must be confusing the rods and went outside to try ( Read more... ) -
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Oh my. I appear to have become younger somehow. And this is most certainly not the agency.
*after a few moments, and yes he has been perfectly calm up to this point*
WHERE HAS MASTER LOKI GONE?
*digs through a chest* I'll jut have to find him with these! My mail-order god finding rods. Or at least I think they're my god-finding rods.
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*Sigh* my new pocket watch seems to be broken already. T_T and Master Loki just gave it to me pretty recently too ( Read more... ) -
Heeehehehe
*In large messy writing that obviously isn't Yamino's... and many might recognize if you've ever walked into an empty classroom only to see profanities written all over the boards... or walls... or desks.... or floors... or any and all combination of the above*
I'm an the journal of the winey little secondy-kin's and I have decided that my owner ( Read more... ) -
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Ah... my!
My journal seems to have become sparkly all of a sudden. Just as I got the urge to write in it again too.
Now what was I going to write about again? *Pause* I seem to have completely forgot! Haha.... oh well... -
Back to normal (is there a normal?)
*sigh* I'll just say I'm glad I was somewhere private when turned back into me.
Pixies really do have a lot of energy don't they? I might even say that being one was sort of fun.
I think I like simply being myself somewhat better for it though. Oddly enough.
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Pixie?
-.- Well this is one way to practice flying... but it's not quite what I had in mind...
[[OOC: hello polite, light green pixie, who can't get anywhere in a timely manner without flying... but is thankful still able to write in a awkward way~]]