<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:06:49.101+08:00</updated><category term='tay'/><category term='amnesia'/><category term='tom'/><category term='jack'/><category term='leena'/><category term='zac'/><category term='paola'/><category term='paolo'/><category term='dognapper'/><category term='cubao'/><category term='carmela'/><category term='stc'/><category term='peter'/><category term='nix'/><category term='lee'/><category term='palawan'/><category term='kevin'/><category term='sylvanus'/><category term='vegas'/><category term='mark'/><category term='michael'/><category term='ezra'/><category term='brunei'/><category term='jill'/><category term='paula'/><category term='limo'/><category term='melissa'/><category term='andrew'/><category term='new york'/><category term='portkey'/><category term='jd'/><category term='veganizationizing'/><title type='text'>The Voiceless RP</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-7239109067831758132</id><published>2008-07-14T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:43:07.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 + 8 = TWENTY-EIGHT: Lee's awake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;[nix] Yes, let's all go see Lee. *prepares to apparate*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;[andrew] *is done crying* *goes out of Paula's room* I'm okay now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;[tonks] *gives back the wands* There. I gotta go back to the Ministry. People might start to suspect me. And... *conjures a basket of fruits* For Lee. Tell him I wish him well. Bye! *disapparates*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;[jd] Um, bye Tonks. I think I have to go too. It's too much excitement for me. *says goodbye to everyone* Nice meeting you all! *leaves for good*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-7239109067831758132?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7239109067831758132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7239109067831758132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2008/07/20-8-twenty-eight-lees-awake.html' title='20 + 8 = TWENTY-EIGHT: Lee&apos;s awake'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-4497637337800240844</id><published>2008-07-01T22:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:22:50.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Benteshieteh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Yeah I remember you.  You're a moron.&lt;br /&gt;[pete] What the hell did I ever do to you! *tries to poke Jill rudely in the chest but his finger zooms right through her* WTF!  Y-you're a ghost!&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Yes.  Boo!&lt;br /&gt;[pete] *cowers in fear* A GHOST!&lt;br /&gt;[peter] Well would you like me to call your friends over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[lee] Uh... Yeah. As long as it's okay with them.&lt;br /&gt;[paula] *at Pete* What the..?!?! You're scared of ghosts? *shakes her head* Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[pete] Aren't you?  Everyone's afraid of ghosts!&lt;br /&gt;[jill] MORON!&lt;br /&gt;[peter] Alrighty then.  *calls everyone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] Not a single bit. I used to be a white lady, didn't you know that? *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;[leena's phone] *rings*&lt;br /&gt;[leena] *jerks awake and answers her phone* Hello...? *groggy voice* WHAT?! Okay, okay! We'll be right there!&lt;br /&gt;[zac] What's wrong, Leena? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Who called?&lt;br /&gt;[leena] It was Peter, the nurse. Lee's awake. Let's go see him! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[peter] yeboi&lt;br /&gt;[pete] What the hell are you people!&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *walks through a wall and into Lee's room* You fool!  Getting into another accident!  How careless can you get?  You gave everyone a heart attack.  Look at me!  I'm dead, for Pete's sake!&lt;br /&gt;[pete] *appears in Lee's room* Me again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-4497637337800240844?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/4497637337800240844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/4497637337800240844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2008/07/benteshieteh.html' title='Benteshieteh'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-5704845142256555821</id><published>2008-06-30T23:52:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T00:59:44.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26th post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] Who could possibly possess Mark?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] You-Know-Who, perhaps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] Hmm... That's a possibility since he's at large nowadays. But no matter what, we should not panic.&lt;br /&gt;[carmela] *agrees with Paula* That's right. We should think of a plan, and we should be more careful from now on.&lt;br /&gt;[zac] I think we should move to some place else, since Mark knows this.&lt;br /&gt;[paula] But where to?&lt;br /&gt;[zac] Let's see... *thinks* What about our family's house in Tulsa?&lt;br /&gt;[carmela] I don't think that's a good idea... We shouldn't get your family involved in this problem.&lt;br /&gt;[zac] Oh, right. Sorry. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;[paula] What about Lee's condo unit? Perhaps the Ministry doesn't know about that yet. *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;[carmela] That's not a bad a idea. *smiles at Paula*&lt;br /&gt;[leena] *mutters in her sleep* Lee...&lt;br /&gt;[everyone in the room] *looks at Leena, puzzled*&lt;br /&gt;[zac] I think she really misses him.&lt;br /&gt;[paula] I think so too...&lt;br /&gt;[carmela] Why must lovers suffer a tragic fate all the time? *suddenly feels sad*&lt;br /&gt;[zac] That's just the way it is, I guess... It's LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] I do not remember what has happened.  (Seriously I don't remember who my characters are. XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] Hmm.. *makes Jill remember* Now, do you remember? *grins*&lt;br /&gt;[lee] *is lying on the hospital bed* *suddenly jerks awake* What am I doing here? *rubs his aching head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Yes!  I do remember, brilliant, Paula.  *recalls her state of paranormal existence* Oh.  Well, dang.&lt;br /&gt;[jack] *is in the room, whether or not he was in here when we abandoned this most unfortunate RP, I don't remember* It's okay, Jill.  We'll get you back to your human form.&lt;br /&gt;[jill] How? Can you raise the dead?  *glowers at Jack*&lt;br /&gt;[jack] Geez, there's no need to be rude!  *strides out the door*&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *glares after Jack* *slumps onto a sofa and crosses her arms irritably*&lt;br /&gt;[ezra] *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;[peter] Hello!  You were actually just lying there, that's what you were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] Why, you're welcome Jill. *grins* Uh... And don't worry. I'm sure we'll find a way.&lt;br /&gt;[carmela] Paula's right, Jill. *pats Jill on the shoulder*&lt;br /&gt;[lee] What I meant was, what made me stay here? And how long have I been unconscious? I just remember going home with Leena that day... *rubs his aching head again* Every time I try to recall everything that happened, my head would end up aching real bad. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *steams profusely* Will you guys stop saying it's going to be okay?  Don't you realize what has happened to me?  I'm dead, for Pete's sake!&lt;br /&gt;[pete] *suddenly appears* Uh?&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Who the hell are you?&lt;br /&gt;[pete] I'm Pete.&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Moron!&lt;br /&gt;[pete] What the hell's wrong with you!&lt;br /&gt;[peter] Stop rubbing your head!  *slaps Lee's hand* It'll make your brain shrink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmelapaula] *speechless*&lt;br /&gt;[zac] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hey. *prods Pete* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Aren't you Fall Out Boy's bassist?&lt;br /&gt;[lee] Really? Okay then. *stops rubbing his head* Where's Leena, by the way? And Paula, Carmela, Tay, Zac, Jill, Nix, and everyone else??&lt;br /&gt;[paula] *sees Lee talking to Peter the nurse in her mind* Lee's awake.&lt;br /&gt;[carmela] Really? That's good to hear. We should tell Leena as soon as she wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;[paula] Yeah, we will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[peter] *turns around* Yes, she's alive and well.  But don't bother the girl, she needs her rest.&lt;br /&gt;[pete] Lee?  Is that Lee Ryan from Blue?  Oh man!  Dude we met at MTV.  You remember me?  Pete Wentz from Fall Out Boy?  Of course you do, everyone remembers me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[lee] Oh.. Well that's good, as long as she's alright... But I really miss her...a lot. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;[paula] Yes, that's the one. Lee Ryan. I don't know why, but that guy's really accident prone. He's had about 2 or 3 accidents already. Poor guy...&lt;br /&gt;[zac] Eh? *puzzled* *wonders if Pete is talking to him*&lt;br /&gt;[carmela] Tsk. Celebrities... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;*shakes her head* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-5704845142256555821?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/5704845142256555821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/5704845142256555821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2008/06/26.html' title='26th post'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-7399392025947271644</id><published>2007-06-21T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T18:02:05.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[carmela] But aren't you tired from all these, er, excitement?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Maybe you two should rest. *to Jack* Hey, 'sup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] Mark is not Mark!&lt;br /&gt;[paula] Wha?&lt;br /&gt;[jack] Is chew.  It's like he's been possessed or something!  I think he's out to get us all!  We're in danger! *looks around nervously*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-7399392025947271644?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7399392025947271644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7399392025947271644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/06/25.html' title='25?'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-7055424579741165540</id><published>2007-06-18T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T22:05:19.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[jill] Why not? If you kill me, maybe I won't be a ghost anymore. Maybe Charon will let me take the boat ride. Isn't it great? *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;[nix] But you're gonna be dead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[jill] *thinks it's the most obvious thing in the world* Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;[nix] But I don't want you to die. What do you think I came here for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[jill] *ponders* *looks at nix then at the river then at the wisp etc* I'll never see him again. And the last thing we did was try to kill each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;[nix] Fine. Just promise you'll come back. *conjures a sword* *got a knife instead* Oh well. *gives Jill a goodbye hug* Bye... *stabs Jill*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[knife] *slipped right through Jill's abdomen*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[jill] *mumbles at her ghostliness* *gets a moment of emo-ness* *decides against killing herself* I... I guess I have no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;[nix] Let's go home...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[wisp] *phew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;[nix] *exits the glade of life*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jillwisp] *exit blah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[wisp] Well, that went better than expected. I'll be off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;[nix] *farewell wisp* *Paula's apartment with Jill*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *sits* *tulala hehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[ezra] *scampers from jd* *manages to kick jd's face* *leaps at jill* *barks happily*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[paula] Nix! Jill! What the?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;[nix] Hey Paula! *was still holding the knife in a stabbing position*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;[carmela] Could you please get rid of the knife?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;[nix] Oops, sorry. *gets rid of knife*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;[jd] Nix, Jill! *approaches them* You're both okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *stares emptily at jd*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;[jd] Um, hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *sulks* *mumbles* *pets ezra absently*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[paula] What happened? I thought she was... you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;[zac] *looks at Jill* She's still a ghost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[paula] And Michael?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[jill] *glares suddenly at paula*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;[nix] *to Paula* Paula!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;[jd] Ezra's been really sad when you were gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[paula] What?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[jill] *mopes some more*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;[nix] *whispers loudly XD* Don't mention him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[paula] *whispers back* Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;[nix] *whispers* Later, I'll tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;[carmela] You look really stressed out, Jill. Maybe you should rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *smiles nervously at carmela* Don't worry, Carmela.  I can't die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[paula] *frowns*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[jack] Guys! *rockets into the room*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-7055424579741165540?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7055424579741165540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7055424579741165540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/06/24.html' title='24'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-7253368734616091225</id><published>2007-06-17T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T20:31:41.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh... (TWENTY-THREEEEEE)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[wisp] *flickers angrily* Humans! They never listen to wisps anymore! You know what, go ahead! Walk into the underworld like you're strolling along a rose garden and go face the Diabolist lord like he's going to give you a lollipop! *tampo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I'm not saying that! I just want to get her out of here, and you're not helping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] I don't think you understand the magnitude of the danger you're getting yourself into! What's the point? She wants to sit there and mope, let her. Why is she doing that anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] We have to make her stop moping! What's the danger in that? We just have to get her our of here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] *grumbles* Fine! Do what you want! I warned you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] You mean you won't help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] What do you want me to do, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Help me talk to her and make her change her mind without saying any sad truths?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] Psh. Fine. But I won't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] C'mon. *goes back to where Jill is*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *is sitting by the riverbank*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Jill? *approaches her* Don't you really want to come home with us? Everyone misses you! And Leena, she's still not well and she's also worried about you. And Paula...Paula keeps on losing consciousness with all the shocking news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *laughs nervously* Leena? Paula? They're lucky to be alive. Michael's dead, Nix. Did you hear about it? And we were trying to kill each other. And now we're both dead. But I can't go where he's going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Yeah, I heard. So let's go, Jill, let's figure out what's happening. It couldn't be a simple Michael-just-wants-to-kill-you or Michael-wants-to-die. Let's go home, Jill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *gets enlightened* Nix.  Kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] What?! Are you crazy? I won't kill you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-7253368734616091225?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7253368734616091225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7253368734616091225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/06/uh.html' title='Uh... (TWENTY-THREEEEEE)'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-473759038696896953</id><published>2007-06-16T14:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T23:25:00.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22nd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[jack] *runs to the hospital* Peter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[peter] Yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[jack] Where'd everybody go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[peter] To Paula's apartment, I believe. Some guy materialized and arrested some people and they all left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[jack] Arrested?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[peter] Yes, four.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[jack] Okay, thank you. How's Lee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[peter] Responding better but still out cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;[jack] Alright. Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;[nix] Okay, wisp, why'd you bring me away? I'm coming back, I'm gonna get Jill out of here, so don't stop me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;[andrew] *is locked up in Paula's room and is talking to Kevin and Sandy* I wonder what happened to Mark, I miss him! Why'd he make Michael kill Jill and also kill him too? But at least the other girls are safe here, thanks to Tonks. I think now she's gonna go get their wands. But Nix already has hers, so now she's in Sylvanus trying to find Jill and Michael. I hope she does, and I want Mark back too. I hope Jack's safe wherever he is, what if Mark finds him too? Lee is still unconscious, may be the reason why the Minister didn't arrest him too. If Zac, JD and I weren't able to go here at once, we'd be arrested to, or obliviated. So many problems... *cries himself to sleep* *has just done a summary*&lt;br /&gt;[tonks] *apparates to Paula's apartment* I have the wands. *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;[wisp] *is getting frustrated* You foolish fool!  Nobody listens to wisps anymore!  *grumbles angrily*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-473759038696896953?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/473759038696896953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/473759038696896953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/06/22nd_16.html' title='22nd'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-7971086949832780492</id><published>2007-06-15T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T16:44:07.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meanwhile, at the Vegas Hotel (21st)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] *is checked in the Vegas Hotel*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] *emerges from behind jack* Jack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] *jumps in surprise* Mark! What the hell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] Yes, it is I, Mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] Yes, I know that. How the hell did you get here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] *looms* Time and space are in my command! *rubs his hands maliciously* *blinks* I mean, I... took the bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] Okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] Uh, have you seen Nix and Leena and Paula and Carmela and company lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] I thought they were with you. *remembers something* How's Jill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] May the underworld have mercy on her, muhahahahaha! *coughs* I mean, I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] *peers at mark*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] Cease bearing your filthy eyes upon me, useless mortal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] Who are you and what have you done with Mark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[bellboy] Excuse me, no shouting here please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[mark] Be gone, meddling imbecile!  *stupefies bellboy*&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] Gah!  Come on, let's get out of here.  She doesn't want to go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Jill... *is brought away by the wisp* *is away now XD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-7971086949832780492?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7971086949832780492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7971086949832780492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/06/21st.html' title='Meanwhile, at the Vegas Hotel (21st)'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-6668506633974003414</id><published>2007-06-14T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:35:13.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversations? (20th)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] *walks around the ministry*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[ministry guy] *sees Tonks* Hey Tonks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[ministry guy] The minister told me to ask you how you thought up of the possible way the prisoners could have escaped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] It was just a wild guess. I could be wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[ministry guy] So I wonder how they escaped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Maybe you can check how many wands they confiscated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[ministry guy] Good idea. But that's not in my department. All I know is that the wands are in that room. *points somewhere*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] How'd you know that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[ministry guy] Word gets around easily. Anyway, gotta go. It's my coffee break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Okay, see ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[ministry guy] *leaves*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] *goes to the room unseen* *manages to get the wands back without anyone knowing* *secures the wands somewhere* *gets out of the room* *continues her work*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[sun] *sets*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] *prepares to leave home* *leaves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[wisp] *struggles free of jill's grasp* Don't be silly, Nichelle. Nobody can go where Callidus is going. It's place of no return. It's the land of the dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *grabs wisp* You lie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] He really is dead? He just died like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] I don't know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Do you really want to stay here? I think Michael would find a way to come back, I think he won't like being dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] What an absurd notion! Don't get her hopes up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *ignores nix and wisp* *watches the river*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Well? What if he never comes back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *starts sobbing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] You just want to stay here and cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *sobs some more*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[wisp] *rolls its eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Fine, I'm just doing a monologue here. *sarcasm* Jill! Is he the only person you care about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] TT_TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-6668506633974003414?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/6668506633974003414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/6668506633974003414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/06/20th.html' title='Conversations? (20th)'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-4533647659215421930</id><published>2007-06-13T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T16:44:16.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still there.. XIX</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Jill, are you listening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-4533647659215421930?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/4533647659215421930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/4533647659215421930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/06/still-there-xix.html' title='Still there.. XIX'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-7012986550422168727</id><published>2007-06-12T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T18:05:33.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Glade of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[wisp] Nichelle, are you sure about this? The Diabolist lord is a dangerous man... He has no heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Yes. I think he would like to help in getting back at the one who killed him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] But he's evil! That other person you mentioned must have been through a lot of terrible things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] So what do you think should I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] I think you shouldn't put yourself in danger by mingling in these things. I mean, why bother? That diabolist got what he deserves for being heartless, and I guess the other one was just another prisoner of his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] She was not just a prisoner! She's my friend, and I've got to bring her back. She didn't deserve to die!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] We all say that about friends who die an untimely death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *ignores the wisp and walks on*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] *mumbles* Fine, but I can't protect you from the Diabolist lord, alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] You think he'll attack me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] He killed your friend, didn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Hmm, in case he attacks me... *thinks* Hey, could I use my witch powers here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] I'm not sure. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Hmm, I think I'll try. *points wand at the wisp* Silencio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] What's that supposed to do? *reduced volume*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] What? Maybe it doesn't work on you. *points wand somewhere* Accio Baseball bat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[baseballbat] *appears out of nowhere and nearly hits Nix*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *has ducked before the bat could hit her*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] I think your magic is weak here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Why'd you think that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] *shrugs* It didn't silence me completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Oh. I'm scared to go and try to disapparate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] You might leave some body parts behind. *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I know. I don't want that to happen. *sighs* The glade's still far, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] We can make a stopover at the Bar-room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Yeah, we're almost there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wispnix] *arrive at the Bar-room*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[bernard] Lalalala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *greets Bernard and purchases some water and a hot meal*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] *purchases a Happy Meal* Okay, I'm ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *eats her meal and drinks some water from her tankard*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] Are we going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Yes, let's go. *goes XD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wispnix] *arrive at the glade of life*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; is the entrance to the underworld? How do we get there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] Er, just walk in. Climb down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *is climbing down the stairs* So what should we find here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] There should be the start of a dark river, maybe some souls waiting for Charon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I hear water flowing! Do you think we're near? Is it okay if I call out their names?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wisp] I guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Jill? Jill? Jill? Jill? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *is sitting in a corner* *badtrip*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *walks a little further more* Jill, are you here? It's me, Nix! Jill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *looks up* Nix?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Jill! I'm here! Can you see me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Yes, I'm right here. *prods nix* I can touch you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *turns around* Oh, there you are! *hugs Jill* What happened? Are you alive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Yes. No. Are you dead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] No. We escaped Azkaban!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] How did... It was terrible, Nix. The prison... And then Andrew was... And Mark... And then Charon... And the boat... Oh, I couldn't pull him off the boat, Nix. I couldn't pull him off the boat... *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Andrew, Mark and Charon? What happened to Michael? I think we better go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] But... I-If Charon rowed back and he's there, I could pull him off and we can go back... *breaks down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] What do you want to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] I'll wait here... Yeah... Until Charon comes back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[wisp] She's crazy... One never comes back after Charon has ferried them down the river.  It's best to get her out of here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *grabs wisp* Get out of my case, wisp!  I am a Mystic and you are faerie and you will obey me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Where will Charon bring Callidus? Maybe we can meet him there, Jill. Let's...Let's just not stay here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-7012986550422168727?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7012986550422168727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7012986550422168727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/06/glade-of-life.html' title='The Glade of Life'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-2827195041599694701</id><published>2007-06-11T00:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T00:06:12.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Azkaban (disisiete XD)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Oops, uh, hello? I'm so sorry. I think it might be possible that the bystander is a Muggle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[boris] Uh? That's impossible. Well, we'll call if we find the criminal. Toodles, dear. *hangs up*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[ezra] *whimpers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *gives back the phone* Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[carmela] Could you at least do something to wake up Paula? *eyes the dementors*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I'll do it. *forgets that she doesn't have her wand and reaches into her pocket*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[leena] But we don't have our wands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Oh yeah, I forgot! *feels something in her pocket*Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor 3] What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Nothing. *has her wand in her pocket* *schemes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Poor boy. *carries Ezra and pets him*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ezra] *snuggles up to jd* *sad*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] *twiddles his thumbs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] *hugs Ezra* So what do we do, Tonks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[zac] Yeah, you are the witch here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Yeah I am. I'm an Auror, even. *is struck by a brilliant idea*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] What is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] I know what to do. *looks for Paula's broomstick* Aha! I'll be back later, boys. *disapparates* *gets her own broomstick and an invinsibility cloak then goes (either fly or apparate) to Azkaban* *has two broomsticks with her*&lt;br /&gt;[nix] I found a pen in my pocket! *brings out a pen*&lt;br /&gt;[dementor 3] And I have some paper! Let's doodle!&lt;br /&gt;[nix] *writes in mamojanese to tell Leena her plan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor] What's that? Could be a secret code that will help you escape this place. Or it could be a game. Let's play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] *is in Azkaban with the broomsticks hidden inside a cloak* *greets fellow Aurors along the way* *finds the cell where Nix and Leena and Paula and Carmela are*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Er, yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[leena] Tonks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor 3] What? *turns around to face Tonks* (face?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] I know you! You're an auror. I bet you're here to take our friends away! Or maybe you just want to play with us. Which marker do you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Yes, I am an Auror. And I didn't come to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Why are you here? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paula] *finally wakes up*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[dementor 1] *mutters* Killjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] I.. I just came by to check on the last four dementors Azkaban has. *approaches them but realized that there were bars between them* You really keep this locked, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor 3] Yeah. But I have the keys right here. *shows keys*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] Yes, we definitely must keep our prisoners behind bars. Don't know what might happen one of these days, you know. Can't take any chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *quickly brings out her wand and points it at the direction of the dementors while thinking about her desire to bring back Jill with the thoughts of the past swimming trip* Expecto Patronum!&lt;br /&gt;[animal-to-be-named-and-edited-later] *is Nix's patronus* *drives away the dementors*&lt;br /&gt;[dementor 3] *accidentally drops the key while running(?) away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor] Hey! What did we ever do to you!? *floats away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[leena] *picks up the keys* I got it. *unlocks the lock XD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Good. Let's go! *unveils the two broomsticks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Only two?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Two people on each one. It will hold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] But you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] I'll be okay. *covers herself with the invisibility cloak*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *shares the broom with Leena* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paulacarmela] *shares Paula's broom*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *casts a disillusionment charm on them*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nixleenapaulacarmela] *wooshes off like Fred and George did at Hogwarts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[dementor 3256] Curses! I shall call the warden... *dial*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] *bawls*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *finds herself somewhere dark* Hello? *walks around aimlessly* Where am I? *stumbles across michael* Michael?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] *stares emptily*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Michael. *tries to touch michael* *lusot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[charon] *rows his boat to michael* Where is my payment, mortal one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] *pays P15*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[charon] *sniffs michael* Hmm, the Diabolist lord? Interesting. I never figured I'd see you around these parts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] Just get on with it, Charon. *gets irritable*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[charon] Alright, alright, keep your pants on. *takes out a pocket book* *reads* Okay. *reads blabber about life and death* Please keep all appendages inside the boat at all times. No smoking. *stares at michael suspiciously*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] I don't smoke. *steps on the boat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[charon] I understand you're upset about something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] *gets pissed off* I just got murdered by a man who wants to take over three alternate dimensions, you think I'm upset?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[charon] Calm down, okay! It's ill-tempered twats like you who get thrown off the boat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] *goes off* I killed the only person I loved, I am the sickest, most heartless evil person in the universe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Michael, I'm right here! *tries to get on the boat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[charon] *holds jill back* Now, now, little missy. You are not dead. Go away, what're you doing here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] Who the hell are you talking to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[charon] This young lady right here. Haha, who am I kidding. Of course you can't see her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] It's Jill. Jill! *yells at nothing in particular*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[charon] *gets annoyed* *rows the boat away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Hey! Charon, you asshole! Michael! *tragic, dramatic ending blah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nixleenapaulacarmela] *flies out of Azkaban and is now over the ocean*&lt;br /&gt;[nix] Where to now?&lt;br /&gt;[carmela] Do you think we can get our wands back?&lt;br /&gt;[nix] Let's fly to London then.&lt;br /&gt;[leena] And claim our wands at the ministry.&lt;br /&gt;[paula] How are we gonna do that?&lt;br /&gt;[nix] Oh yeah. Hmm, Tonks works for the ministry, right?&lt;br /&gt;[tonks] Yes I do. *removes her cloak and appears to be riding a broom*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Well, what am I going to do now? *grumbles angrily* *sits and waits for something to happen*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[paula] Let's go, and let's hurry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 3256] *reports what happened to the warden*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[warden] *reports to rufus*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] No, you go home. Andrew will probably there to tell you what happened. I'll meet you there with your wands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Are you sure it's okay? We don't want to bring you any trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] I've been doing this for a long time. Here's a portkey to Paula's house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[leena] *takes portkey*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] See ya! *flies off to another direction*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[paulaleenacarmelanix] *portkey to paula's apartment*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[ezra] Arf!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[rufus] *grumbles angrily* *paces in his room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] You're okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] And you're still riding your brooms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Yeah, but the ministry might still be looking for us. *gets off broom*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paulacarmelaleena]*gets off broom too* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[leena] Finally! *feels all weak and almost fell down until..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[zac] *catches Leena* You better rest, cuz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[paula] *tired* So what do we do now? What if something goes wrong at the Ministry? We can run forever, like Sirius, hiding in caves and... eating rats... *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[carmela] He ate in caves??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] But we didn't do that big a crime, couldn't they just let us go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[zac] *helps Leena reach the couch*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[leena] *lies down and falls asleep*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] I'm glad you're all back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Thanks. *sees Ezra in JD's arms* Poor Ezra. *pets teh doggeh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[ezra] *sad*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[paula] I'm scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[rufus] *sees Tonks flying outside*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] *is flying on a broomstick outside of the ministry* *lands safely*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[carmela] Me, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Hey, where's Mark?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *retells the whole story*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] No, Michael wouldn't kill Jill!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[carmela] And Mark killed Michael? *gasp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] I know! *takes Kevin and Sandy, runs away crying and locks himself in Paula's room*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[rufus] Hello, Tonks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Hello Mr. Scrimgeour. I didn't see you there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[rufus] What have you been up to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Uh, I've been at Hogsmeade, I met up with Remus, Sir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[rufus] Really. *strokes his chin* *suspicious*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Yes, sir. Is there anything you need from me, sir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paula] *shouts* That's my room!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I guess we'll have to figure this out by ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[carmela] It's not something I'd expect Mark to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] So what happens now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I'm really sorry you have to be involved in all of these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] No, it's okay. I like being with you. No, no, I mean, with you all. *sweatdrop*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[carmela] *looks at Nix and JD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paula] Leena should rest. She still isn't well and she's already been through so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[carmela] Do you think we should go back and check on Lee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I'm going to Sylvanus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I'm gonna find out what happened to Jill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *goes to Sylvanus*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[serrandin] Why, Nichelle. Haven't seen you in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[rufus] Well, you see, I heard from a grapevine that you've been hanging around Azkaban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Yes, sir, I've been there two days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *greets Serrandin* I need to find Jillia and Michael, I heard they were dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[serrandin] Michael? Hmm. Never heard of him. Must be a ranger of some sort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[rufus] No, Nymphadora, just a few hours ago. You helped in the escape of three convicted witches! Tell me this isn't true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] That isn't true, sir. I work for the ministry, not against the ministry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I meant Callidus, the diabolist. Callidus and Jillia, a mystic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[rufus] Then tell me why there are three guilty people out there and not in Azkaban!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[serrandin] The diabolist? Why on earth are you looking for them? He's a terrible, heartless man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] I do not know, sir. There's a possibility that not all wands have been confiscated but were used instead to drive away the dementor guards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Jillia is my friend, and I heard that it was Callidus who killed her. I know that Callidus wouldn't kill her, so I've come to know what really happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[rufus] You mean to tell me you had nothing to do with the escape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[serrandin] Oh. *chuckles* Dear, don't make the mistake of assuming the Diabolist lord will hesitate to kill somebody. Those who have chosen the path of evil do not choose whose lives to take. They are heartless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] It just makes me very curious that the one who killed Callidus is not a citizen of Sylvanus. I've been told that he or she has plans of taking over three different worlds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[serrandin] What? That's a crazy idea. It's impossible. Of course, if he or she had been successful in killing the Diabolist lord, then... It's possible. What are you going to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[rufus] Oh okay. So what are you doing here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I need to find them. I want them alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] I work here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[rufus] *barado* Meh. Alright, fine. I'm watching you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[serrandin] *ponders* Well... I suppose I should help you. There is the glade of life, it's the entrance to the underworld, but it's a long shot... what if they've already been on Charon's boat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Okay, sir. *walks into the ministry halls, almost trips* Oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Then they should be able to get back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[serrandin] If they're still at the glade of life, you might be able to bring them back. *nods happily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I should be off then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] *goes to Arthur Weasley's office* Hey Arthur. *smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[serrandin] Be careful.  Here, have a wisp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[wisp] Hi! *has started to follow you (haha, Sylvanus &lt;3)* style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Thank you. *makes her way to the glade of life, being followed by a wisp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] *had a small chat with Arthur* *goes near the place where confiscated items are placed, sure that there wasn't anyone who saw her*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-2827195041599694701?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/2827195041599694701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/2827195041599694701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/06/disisiete-xd.html' title='Out of Azkaban (disisiete XD)'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-2780976480026248891</id><published>2007-06-10T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T00:25:05.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jill and Michael are dead. (s i x t e e n t h)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] What, Mark?? *is shocked* Jill's gonna die? How could you, Michael?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] Because I told him to! You see, now that Dumbledore is dead, I'm at the brink of taking over the Wizarding world as well as the Muggle community. But there are four people who are in my way, and if I destroy those people, I will rule the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Four people? Mark, why are you doing this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] Mark? Mark is a ridiculous name! I am not Mark. And anyway, that's none of your business. I have three worlds to conquer, goodbye now.&lt;br /&gt;[michael] Three worlds?&lt;br /&gt;[mark] Yes, three. Sylvanus, too.&lt;br /&gt;[michael] That means...&lt;br /&gt;[mark] That I have to take down the most powerful man in Sylvanus? Yes. *wand* Avada Kedavra!&lt;br /&gt;[michael] *dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *scampers away, scared* *runs for his life unnoticed? XD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] *disappears*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[ezra] *wakes up from his nap in the limo* *is extremely upset that everyone had left him* *transports himself to paula's apartment* *finds everyone unconscious* *revives everyone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] What happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *finds his way back to outside Paula's apartment*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] We must have fallen unconscious. Where's Mark?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *appears in the middle of everyone* Mark's evil! *wails*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ezra] ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 3256] *hears his cellphone ringing* Hello? Yes, this is Dementor 3256. *to nix, leena and carmela* It's the warden. It's for you. *hands phone to nix*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Huh, okay. *takes the cellphone and answers it* Hello..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Mark? He did this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor 3] Ooooooh, it's the warden! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[warden] Hello! I am the warden here in Azkaban. My name is Boris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[ezra] *wags tail*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] I think he wasn't him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Hello Boris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[boris] Yes, uh... I regret to tell you that there has been a very unfortunate event... your companion, Jill, who was transferred to the Diabolists' prison, is, er...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] What, Jill? What happened to her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[leenapaulacarmela] *panicks XD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor 3] Jill, your friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[boris] Well, she's dead. So is Lord Callidus. I'm sorry. It was a wrong choice to move her to Sylvanus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Jill and Michael are dead? No, that can't be! They can't be dead! I don't believe you! *basta sigaw sigaw ng kung anu-ano*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paula] *faints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[leenacarmela] *feels _________ *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor 3] *drops his marker* What?&lt;br /&gt;[tonks] What happened?&lt;br /&gt;[andrew] Jill and Michael are dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[ezra] *throws a fit*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] I told you it was a terrible place! Terrible! *sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[boris] *cringes* I'm sorry, okay. We couldn't find the culprit but there might have been a fourth person aside from the two victims and the murderer, probably a bystander. Would you know who that might be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] No, how would I know? I'm stuck here, remember? *pause* But they died in Sylvanus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[leena] There are no other Sylvans I know besides us, not that I can recall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Andrew! He's a Sylvan! And I think he's a diabolist..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[carmela] Like Michael?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Exactly! *forgets that she's still on the phone with Boris*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[boris] Hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] *nervous* N-Not that there's anything you can do... Stuck down here and all, heheh... *afraid his prisoners might escape and leave him lonely*&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-2780976480026248891?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/2780976480026248891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/2780976480026248891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/06/s-i-x-t-e-e-n-t-h.html' title='Jill and Michael are dead. (s i x t e e n t h)'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-7609918413676009614</id><published>2007-06-09T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T17:30:51.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snakes (15th)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] *sighs* Sometimes, I wish I'm a wizard too.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[dementor2carmelapaulaleena] *watches Nix roll the dice*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I got a five.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor 3] My turn! *takes the dice from Nix and rolls a seven* Beat you! *sticks a non-existent tongue to Nix*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Is he awake now? *is talking about Mark*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Dunno. Er, Mark?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] Yes! *salutes jd*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] *grabs dice* *rolls a fortytwo* Wha? How did that happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[gobbledydook] *wakes up from his nap* Baaab you say? Hello, Baaab! *shakes baaab's hand viciously* Nice to meet you, Baaab!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *is in the darkness* Andrew? Is that you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor 3] The dice has 50 sides, duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Yeah, it's me, Andrew! *smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Okay, he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] What do you plan to do to save your friends, then?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] Oh okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] Why are you asking me? You're the Ministry person. I'm just Mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Andrew! What are you doing? How did you get here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Michael brought me here. I'm a diabolist too, you know. *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Oh yeah, you're all Muggles. Do you know any other magical folk who could help us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] I dunno. Zac's dead, does that count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] He isn't dead now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] *hands tonks a jellybean*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Oh okay. What're you doing down here then? Get out of here. He'll get angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] He told me to explore. I'm just doing what he told me, so he won't get angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] What do I do with this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] You eat it, silly. It's a jellybean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *ponders* Really. Alrighty then. I guess you really are one of them. Congratulations. Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] But but but.. why are you here? I thought you were all in prison. I only see you. *scratches his head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] O-kay then... though I prefer Bertie Bott's. *eats the jellybean*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[mark] It's a magic jellybean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jellybean] *makes tonks unconscious*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] I got transferred, or something. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] *falls to the floor*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] What did you do, Mark?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Oh... so they're still in prison, too. *thinks for a long while* Oh yeah, Tonks already told me that, I forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Tonks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] She was getting on my nerves. Nice meeting you, JD. *produces a wand* *stuns everyone into unconsciousness* *smirks* *leaves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Yeah, the one with the purple hair! But then it turned brown.. *wonders*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Yes, she does that. She came? Is she going to help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] I think so. She came to help us think of a plan, but we never did since she and Michael kept on blabbing. *does a blah blah thing with his hand*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Michael went to the hospital? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] No, we were in Paula's apartment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Why did he go there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] I wasn't really paying attention. I think he came to make fun of Tonks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Oh. I'm not surprised. *realizes what she's doing and becomes all nervous etc* I shouldn't be talking to you. *sits quietly in the shadows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] How come? *looks through the prison bars* Isn't this apparate-able or something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] No. *appears behind andrew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] I see... *doesn't face Michael* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *turns away from michael*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] Andrew, you will no longer come down here. Understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Uh, whatever you say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[michael] *steers andrew towards the stairs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *shoots something at michael, but misses* *hits a statue, which starts to giggle uncontrollably before falling to the floor and shattering*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] You did not just do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] I did. And I didn't have to miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] What's up with you two? *asks bluntly* C'mon, you can tell me, I'm Andrew. *smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[michael] *casts something back at jill*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *deflects it*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] It's on. *makes the bars disappear*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Oh, it's on. *starts shooting stuff at michael*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michaeljill] *engage in battle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Aw, I wish Mark was here. He always had some popcorn in his pocket. Oh well. *sits down on the floor to view the battle*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] *battle*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] *appears out of nowhere* Andrew! What's happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Mark! Jill and Michael are having a battle, wanna watch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[mark] Sure! *sits beside andrew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[battle] *ends*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jillmichael] *face each other*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *pants* You still got it. Still the most heartless man in Sylvanus, aren't you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] Of course I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *gets weak in the knees, can hardly breathe XD* *grabs michael for support* You're not that heartless, Michael. You're not. *falls*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] *catches jill* ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Huh? *wonders what happened and thinks about something related to deftly heartless XD* Jill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[mark] Very good, Lord Callidus. *approaches michael* I didn't know you could pull it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] *silent*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] To kill the woman you love?  You truly are the most heartless man in Sylvanus. There's a problem, though.  *turns bitter* &lt;em&gt;She's not dead!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] *winces* She'll die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-7609918413676009614?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7609918413676009614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7609918413676009614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/06/15th.html' title='Snakes (15th)'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-4250909930951206640</id><published>2007-06-08T00:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T18:06:06.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone Stay Calm (14th)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] *keeps herself poised* So where were we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] You said there's only one person who could help, but he's gone.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[Baaab] *prods Gobbledydook* Hey. Are you listenin'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] Hmm.. Why don't we...do the noodle dance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] The what?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] The noodle dance. It helps you think, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] Really? I think I've heard of that before..from a Muggle cartoon show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] *laughs out loud* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *shots an angry look at Carmela*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] *stops laughing* Oh. Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I know that! Peanut, Butter and Jelly! They have a band called Sandwich! I remember.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] You know that too? Yay! *sticks her tongue out at Carmela*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] *looks at Leena and shrugs her shoulders*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] *laughs* You two are so cute. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] I was just leaving. Cheerio. Jill sends her... love. *stops in a daze*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Anything wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Hey Michael! What's up with you and Jill?&lt;br /&gt;[nix] Like kids. *laughs with Leena*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] *frowns* Nothing. She's my prisoner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] Well! Seems everyone's nice and comfy. *produces a Snakes and Ladders board*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I'll use the blue one!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Why are you frowning, then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] Is it illegal? *glares at andrew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] But I wanted the blue one! Oh well. *yellow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Is it not illegal? *glares back at Michael*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] *whispers* Er, Andrew, don't make him mad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] Listen to the Muggle, Andrew. I'd have taken your soul with my awesome Diabolist powers if you weren't one of my subordinates. Speaking of which, you shouldn't be here. You should come with me to Sylvanus, where you belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Ooh, ooh! I wanna come! *dances the diabolist song that he made*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] If you want to come, you will behave and *becomes immensely ominous and scary* you will cease singing that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Ulp. Okay, okay. Fine, fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] Now, we will transport ourselves to Sylvanus. Come along, Andrew. *opens a portal blah* *steps into the portal*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *hugs Mark, Kevin and Sandy* Bye guys. You too, JD, Zac. *hugs them, too* *follows Michael into the portal*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Bye Andrew. It was nice meeting you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[mark] *suddenly wakes up* Andrew? Noooooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michaelandrew] *appear at the Diabolist Guildhouse*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] What do I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Now what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Finally, he's gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] Here's the guildhouse, feel free to explore. I'll be in my room. *goes to his room* *naps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Cool! *walks around the Diabolist Guildhouse and stumbles upon the prison cells* Hey! It's Jill! Hi Jill, it's me, Andrew. *smiles*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] I'll use the white one then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] Pink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] *LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] What's so funny? *frowns slightly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] Nothing. *grins at Paula*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] Red. Whee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[dementor 2] GREEEEEEEEEEEN. Yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] I didn't know Michael could be so...er...grumpy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor 3] I'll take the rainbow-colored one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] There's rainbow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor 3] Duh, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] You know him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] I don't get along with him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] Cool. I didn't know that there's a rainbow-colored one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] He wasn't like that before... He was even the one who revived me when I died.. That was like, a year ago...? Jeez. I don't even remember when I died. *scratches his head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] You died, too? So I'm stuck with people who either do magic or who are already dead but are alive again. Weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Not too weird for me. *conjures herself a cup of tea* Oh, wait. *conjures tea for all of them* You do drink tea, right?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] Yes, I died... But that was quite a long time ago. *to Tonks* Yeah, I do. *drinks tea*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[dementor 2] Let's play! *is excited*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] I don't. It's my clumsiness. *changes her cup of tea into butterbeer* How about you JD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] I'm okay with tea, but what's that you're drinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Butterbeer. Want some?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] No, thanks. I don't like butterbeer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] You don't? You've been to the Three Broomsticks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Uh, no? I've tasted it somewhere else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Oh, that's... strange. So, have I already introduced myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] I just heard your name.. I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] I'm Nymphadora Tonks, but please, just call me Tonks. I don't know why my fool-of-a-mother gave me that name. Anyway, I'm a Metamorphagus, but I doubt that that would make sense to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] I'm JD, and this is Zac. That's Mark, and he has a pet chicken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] So, what are you all doing here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] I thought we were gonna help Nix? And her friends, I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Oh, right! How could I forget that?! But I don't know what would help, I simply came over to let you know what's been happening and maybe you could cook something up, like a plan, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;[nix] I'll roll the dice first.&lt;br /&gt;[dementor 3] The one's with the highest plays first, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-4250909930951206640?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/4250909930951206640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/4250909930951206640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/06/14th.html' title='Everyone Stay Calm (14th)'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-6638568513950206383</id><published>2007-06-07T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T16:19:48.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still no plans.. (13th)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] *shocked* Er... I kinda lost track of what's going on... *confused*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmelapaula] *watches Nix and dementor 3 eat ice cream*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] *is in a daze*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[new character] *is in the middle of nowhere*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] *sits* *strums his fingers slowly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[another new character] *meets new character* Hi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[new character] Hello! Greetings!! *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] Where're Leena, Nix, Paula and Carmela?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] *slaps zac* Have you not been paying attention!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[another new character] My name is Gobbledydook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] Er.. no. Sorry... I was in a daze... *rubs his cheek then suddenly remembers what everyone had been talking about*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oh. Great. I remember now. Those girls are in...Azkaban.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[new character] Hi, Gobbledydook. *shakes hands* I'm Baaab. So uh...do you have any idea where we are? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] *prods dementor 1* Hey, I want some ice cream too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] *to Michael* I see you're busy with your thoughts.. Anyway, we have to figure out how one can possibly get out of Azkaban. I'd know who to ask, only he's gone..&lt;br /&gt;[nix] I miss... my wand.&lt;br /&gt;[dementor 3] *hands some ice cream to Leena* Want some? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] Yes! Thank you! *grins at dementor 3*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] I miss my wand too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] Me three. *sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] *is enjoying her ice cream*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[dementor 2] *gets some ice cream and eats*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] *to Tonks* Are you talking about Malfoy? Draco Malfoy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Huh? No! Not him. There's no way that guy would help us. I was talking about Sirius. Sirius Black. He... he's dead. *becomes forlorn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] I'm sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] It's my fault he died! He should still be alive if I hadn't let Bellatrix get away! It's entirely my fault! *blames herself for Sirius' death and changes her hair into a dull, mousy brown color*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] Oh. Sorry about that... And uh...don't blame yourself. It isn't anybody's fault. Everything happens for a reason we don't know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] Well well. Nymphadora Tonks, an officer of the governing body of the Wizarding World, is aiding in a plot for the release of five criminals sentenced to Azkaban? I admire your loyalty to the Ministry of Magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] My loyalty to the Advance Guard is far greater than it is to the Ministry. I really wonder what brings you here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] Other than my own personal amusement towards how I wonder you are going to successfully hatch a plan, I was compelled, sadly, by my unfortunate little jailbird to come and ask how things are going. How are things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Why does it matter to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] *sighs* Look, my prisoner asked me to pay you simpletons a visit, okay. And in my lofty position as Diabolist lord and keeper of said prisoner, I think you and your friend Jill owe me a thank you for going out of my way to attend to said request. Is it virtually impossible to you for me to have but one feat in mind and not be assumed by others to have secondary hidden agendas? Why must you assume that I am bluntly an antagonist in these circumstances?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] You work for the dark side. That's reason enough for me not to trust you, or anyone else, for that matter, especially when the Dark Lord is loose&lt;!--other word?--&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[michael] *laughs* Dark Side? Yes, my name says "Worm of the Darkside" but I'm afraid you're forgetting that we live in different alternate dimensions, Tonks. The dark side on earth is stunningly different to the darkside in my world. I'm a Diabolist, dear, the lord of all Diabolists, actually, I may perhaps be the "he-who-must-not-be-named" in Sylvanus but I certainly don't care about your Lord Moldyshorts or your Advance Guard or any of that pishposh. I sail my own boat, if that's what you want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] So that's why you've come, to boast about your so-called greatness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] *grumbles angrily* I've been made into an errand boy by my own prisoner and I did not hesitate to comply. I wanted a handshake or something to bring back to Jill so she knows all of you are fine. I did not come to argue with an overexcited human rights activist. So seeing as I am severely detested in these parts of the world, I should take my leave and wish you all well. Is that what you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] I hate to interrupt but...can you two not argue anymore? Let's just think of a way to get our friends out of Azkaban..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] I'm bored.. Is there anything else we can do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[dementor 2] Er... Ask them. *points at dementors 1 and 3*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-6638568513950206383?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/6638568513950206383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/6638568513950206383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/06/13th.html' title='Still no plans.. (13th)'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-7274983921178288476</id><published>2007-06-06T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T16:11:03.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are Bound to get Better (12th)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] *is still worried* I've got a feeling that something happened to the girls... The witches, I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[dementor 2] *watches dementor 3 bawl*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] Same treatment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] What exactly do you mean by that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] Yeah, what do you mean? *pokes dementor 3256 rudely on the chest*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 3256] Did you have to do that? I meant she's there as a prisoner, not at all as a guest. She'll only be in another prison, so to speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] But...why would Michael have her as a prisoner? I thought they were really &lt;em&gt;good friends&lt;/em&gt;...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] We thought so too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] *agrees with Paula*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] Good friends? Good &lt;em&gt;good &lt;/em&gt;friends? As in, you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] Yeah. I think so. *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] Really! Well personally I thought they had chemistry, you know. I'm pretty good at chemistry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 3256] Never really thought the Diabolist Guildmaster could possibly have a liking to little girls like her. I doubt it highly. Anyway he can't set her free because he bargained to get her out of Azkaban and promised to keep her prisoner in his own stronghold. He can't break his promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[dementor 2] *to dementor 1* Chemistry? I didn't know you were good at it...coz I'm good at it too. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] And why wouldn't he have a liking for a girl like Jill? She's very nice, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] Yeah. We've known her for more than a year now. So you shouldn't go judging her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] *nods in agreement* She's one of my bestest friends. So if anyone insults her, that person will pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[dementor 2] Such good friends you are.. *gets teary-eyed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] And uh...what if Michael actually breaks his promise? What would happen? You can't just punish him by stunning him or using those unforgivable curses on him, you know. I have to admit that he's powerful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] Yeah.. He is, indeed. He's a diabolist after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *has been wondering why Michael took Jill as prisoner and has finally decided to speak up* So I see.. What happens now? I don't want to stay here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor 3] Why don't you wanna?? *bawls all over again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Maybe we should get someone of their kind to help them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Let's see you try and do that! *taunts JD*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] Er... But who are we going to get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] I don't know... I hope we get out of here soon. I'm losing all my energy, just by staying here. *suddenly feels weak*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] I'm losing energy too... *sits on the ground*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] *sits beside Carmela and puts her head on Carmela's shoulder*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *pats dementor 3 on the back* Aww.. There, there. Don't be so upset. *notices Carmela and Leena sitting on the ground* What's wrong with you two?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] *looks pale* I don't know. It seems as if I lost all my energy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] Me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Maybe the dementors are sucking the happiness out of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor 3] No we don't! You're so mean mean mean! *bawls some more*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Only one I know is Malfoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] *steps out from the dark side of the room* I don't work with filthy Muggles, so don't expect that I'll help you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] But you're their friend too, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] If I help, I am going to do it my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Why are you here, then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] I just wondered if you wouldbe smart enough to figure out what's happening. I must be off, then. *disapparates*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] I wonder how they can stand that guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] No, he's nice, too, sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] *skulks around in the Ministry of Magic* Hey Arthur, you deal with the Muggle stuff right?&lt;br /&gt;[arthur] Right there, Tonks!&lt;br /&gt;[tonks] So do you know anything about the incident with the five witches involved with Muggles? Like the proof?&lt;br /&gt;[arthur] I do. Here's a photograph. *shows a picture of Andrew returning with a Nimbus 2001 and Nix going all balllistic about it* I've got lots more of that.&lt;br /&gt;[tonks] This one's already good enough. Thanks, Arthur. *leaves then manages to find a way to locate Andrew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] Oh, well I suppose we can skip the board games tonight and you guys can have some rest... It's been a long day for you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Michael, I have to help my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] I cannot free you. I thought I told you about this already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Yes, but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] I did all I could to transfer all of you, but I could only take one. Now you are in my custody and that's just how things are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] But Nix and Leena are--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] *towers over everything* I am the Diabolist lord and you are my prisoner. *turns away from Jill*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *teary-eyed etc* Michael, is this because we stopped talking to each other? *grabs Michael's arm* I'm sorry. I know you still feel--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] I feel nothing. *turns away some more* I lost you before. There's no returning that now. *disappears*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *bawls*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] *snoozes on Andrew's shoulder* *cuddles Andrew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I wanna scream, scream, scream, scream, SCREAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] You must be tired from all the memory searching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] *apparates to Paula's apartment* Greetings, Muggles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] *brings nix some ice cream*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] Yeah... Hey, Tonks! See, I remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] You know me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *takes ice cream* Thanks? *is feeling all blah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] You said you want ice cream? There you go! You see, we're always stocked up and ready to serve you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Yeah, thank you very much. *eats ice cream*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] I don't, but I think he does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor 3] I think I need some ice cream, too. *gets his own ice cream*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] I heave Jellybean powers! *is proud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Oh, I see.... Anyway, your friends have been sentenced to one year in Azkaban.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Azkaban, like, you mean, the prison, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] Let's go rescue them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] That, I still don't know how. Azkaban is highly guarded by the dementors, we'll have to plan this very carefully. And I don't want us to involve ourselves with the Dark Arts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] I think I'm a diabolist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[michael] You are. *steps in from the shadows dramatically again* *nods in Tonks' direction* Good evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Oh yeah! *dances* I'm a diabolist, I'm a diabolist, I'm a D-I-A-B-olist. I'm a, I'm a, di-a, di-a, diabolist!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] Good evening, Lord Callidus. I've heard about what you did earlier today, and I was wondering why you did that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] She is a mystic as well as a witch, Miss Tonks. In fact, I measure her more of a mystic than a witch, really. Hence the transfer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] And Nichelle and Leena?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Ooh, ooh! *raises hand* How about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-7274983921178288476?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7274983921178288476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7274983921178288476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/06/12th.html' title='Things are Bound to get Better (12th)'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-978366364365691446</id><published>2007-06-05T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T22:02:09.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year in Azkaban (11th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I'm still worried, especially for JD and Andrew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] Why do you care so much about Muggles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Why can't I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] You're a witch, you shouldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I am Muggle-born, aren't I? I thought you hate what you call Mudbloods like me, why care about what I care about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] I don't care about - what you - you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Why can't I go and help them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] I've already risked enough staying with your bunch, if my father finds out about the things I'm doing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] What do you mean you stayed with us? You always left us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] I told you I was always just around! How would I have been able to suddenly be there when you need help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] What?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] Nothing. Fine, if you want to leave, you can. *apparates with Nix somewhere*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Yeah. I didn't know people like them also had some sort of government.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] There are many things you don't know about them.&lt;br /&gt;[jd] And I suppose you know about those?&lt;br /&gt;[andrew] Well, um, yeah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] Me too, I didn't know that they had their own government. Er... *to JD* What's your name again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] I'm JD. *shakes hands* And you are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *pets Kevin and Sandy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] Zac. *shakes hands*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *had been staring blankly into space up until now* Oh hi, what happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[rufus] *apparates dramatically into the center of the room* Greetings, one and all! *counts* Four? Where is the other one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *leaves Malfoy and apparates to Lee/Leena's room* Guys, we need to- *sees Scrimgeour* Oh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[rufus] Ah! Five. Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *frowns at nix*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[rufus] You're all under arrest. *binds everyone in chains*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] What?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] What did we do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[rufus] Too numerous to mention. Violations regarding mingling with Muggles, basically. *transports everyone to the Ministry of Magic* Let's see. *picks up a scroll* I, Rufus Scrimgeour, Minister for Magic, sentence the five of you, Leena, Nichelle, Jill, Paula and Carmela to one year in Azkaban for misconduct in performing magic in front of Muggles. I confiscate your wands... *confiscates wands* And send you on your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Wait a minute! Azkaban?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[rufus] Yes, Azkaban.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] For doing magic in front of Muggles? Don't we get, like, just a fee or something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[rufus] Nope. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Can't we have a court trial or something? How come many others have gotten away with it? And where's you're proof?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[rufus] No need for a trial. We have good solid records of everything you've been doing in the past year. One should not underestimate the watchful eye of the Ministry. I will now transport&lt;br /&gt;you to Azkaban where a couple of Dementors are going to meet you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Eww, dementors. But isn't Azkaban a little too harsh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[rufus] Not at all! Azkaban is only harsh when the Dementors get used to you and start sucking your happiness out. Takes a while for that to happen, you'll be long gone. Basically for you, it's just a place where you can't disapparate from for a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] What do we do there? Oh please, can't you just forgive and forget? *puppy dog eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[rufus] Sorry, truly am, but if you can't do the time, don't do the crime. *transports everyone to Azkaban*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *sees dementors* Nooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] You talk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tonks] *has been discreetly watching Scrimgeour sentence the five girls in the Ministry*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] Yes, we do. How're you doing? Hope Scrimgeour didn't tie you up too tight. *starts undoing the chains*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor 3] *joins dementor 1 in undoing the chains* We're the nice ones. We deal with those with simple cases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] But this is too harsh! A whole year?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] Yes, a whole year. We'll get to know each other and play board games and tell each other stories. It'll be fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] It absolutely won't be fun!! *frowns* Why did we have to leave Lee?! This is so unfair... He needs someone to watch over him! *stomps her feet*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] *pats Leena on the shoulder* Don't worry, Leena. I'm sure we'll find a way out of here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] I agree... I don't want to spend a year here in Azkaban. I mean...who would, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] *cries out loud* Waaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] So um...what are we gonna do here? *prods JD and Andrew*&lt;br /&gt;[nix] This is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor 3] Don't tell me you believe all the rumors about us? Oh wait, how rude of me! I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Phil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *whispers to non-dementors* Do you remember how Sirius escaped?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Ooooh, slumber party!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] Er... Hi, Phil. Rumors, you say. You mean they're not true? All those kissing and sucking of the soul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] *mutters* I didn't know dementors have names..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] Me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] A slumber party? Hmm... *thinks* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[lee] *still unconscious*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Why are we gonna have a slumber party? Aren't the others in trouble?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor 3] Okay, I made that up. I've no name. *bawls* Waaaah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] He's crying..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] There there, it's okay. You can be Phil, just between us and our new friends here. Okay, Phil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[dementor 2] *suddenly appears out of nowhere* Hello there! *looks at Leena, Nix, Jill, Paula and Carmela* Hmm... Haven't we all met before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] I don't remember meeting--- wait! I think I have. *thinks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] You have a point, JD. They might be in trouble... That minister guy must have done something to them. *is worried but doesn't know what to do*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] That was so stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor 3] *sniffs and stops crying* What is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I shouldn't have come back. Now there isn't at least one of us who could help us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor 3] Why do you want to go? Don't you like me? *bawls again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] No, it's not that. You see, life is kinda better outside. Our friends are there and..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor] But we're gonna be friends, too! Don't you consider me as a friend? *bawls some more*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] No, no, no, I do not mean that.. *whispers to others* Would someone please make him stop crying?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *points her wand at dementor 3, but finds that there is no wand in her hand* Oh no. *bawls as well*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] There's gotta be a way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[dementor 3265] *arrives* Which one is Jill Velasquez?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] Why? Come to take another one of our friends again, 3265?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Where are you taking her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[dementor 3] *is busy bawling to answer the question*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] Because he's a slimy selfish moron with no friends. No friends, 3265, no friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 3265] Oh shut your blabber, 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] I'm Jill, why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 3265] You're leaving Azkaban, lucky you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] What? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I also wanna know why!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] Yeah *stomps foot* Why!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 3265] There's been a bargain, you see. The ministry has agreed to keep her prisoner somewhere else. Somebody came forward, you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Somebody who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] *steps in dramatically from the shadows* Somebody me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Michael? Why not choose me? I'm kidding. But seriously, that's possible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 3265] He's a Diabolist. Things are much worse than Azkaban in his part of the world. Trust me, you'd rather be in Azkaban than in the custody of the Diabolist lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] What the hell? Michael?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 3265] Lord Callidus to you, prisoner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] There will be no need for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 3265] *sighs* Very well. Off you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Wait a minute, what about Nix and Leena and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] *takes jill by the wrist and steps into the shadows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Gah. I am sooo bored. Won't somebody come and save me, too? *sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[dementor 1] Let's play board games!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] *is back in Palawan* This is where I lost my memory. This must be where I can find it. *searches for his memory* *finds a jellybean* Oh, yay. *eats jelly bean* *regains memories* Yes! I remember! And I have Jellybean magic! *teleports beside andrew* Andrew, I did it! I got my memories back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I'm not in the mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Mark! *hugs Mark* We're happy for you! *holding on to Kevin and Sandy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] I didn't know you lost your memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] I did. Oh, it was terrible. But now I ate this jellybean and I have awesome powers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 1] Aww, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I wish someone would save me too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 3256] You don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] What? What don't I understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[dementor 3256] She wasn't saved.  Only transferred.  The Diabolist has no choice but to stick to his promise about keeping the prisoner.  She's going to have the same treatment as you are going to have here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-978366364365691446?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/978366364365691446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/978366364365691446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/06/11th.html' title='One Year in Azkaban (11th'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-7792499322574246305</id><published>2007-06-04T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T14:29:44.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Leaves Who (Pang-ilan Na? TENTH Ah ok. *SMILES*)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Where are you going?&lt;br /&gt;[jack] Home. Nah, probably some hotel. Maybe dinner.&lt;br /&gt;[jill] I'm going with you, you can't go alone.&lt;br /&gt;[jack] I can take care of myself, silly. Now go play with your friends. See you later. *heads for the elevator*&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Hey, Jack.&lt;br /&gt;[jack] Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Call me. *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;[jack] Of course. *leaves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Thanks, JD. *smiles* And I'm sorry we had to drag you along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] No, it's okay. Actually, I'm enjoying it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *is still running after Mark*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paolo] *comes back with some aspirin* I found some, Paola.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paola] *takes the aspirin* Thanks, Paolo. *sighs* I'm not feeling well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paolo] Do you want to go home and rest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paola] Maybe. *to others* If you guys need us, we'll be at Japan. *to Leena* Hope you get better, hun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paolo] Feel free to send us owls or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paolopaola] *bids goodbye to everyone then rides their helicopter back to Japan*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] They forgot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] *walks moodily out of the hospital*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *catches up with Mark and Kevin* *is with Sandy* You okay, Mark?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *just looks at Tom*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] Fine, I'm going. I know when I'm not wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *stands* And where are you to go? Won't you even go and find Melissa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] I.. Whatever. *leaves* *finds Jill along the way*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] I'm tired of people treating us like that because we're different. I'm going to go get my memories back.&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *has been staring blankly at the numbers on the elevator going down with jack* *did not notice tom*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Oh no, I forgot to tell them that! How would you do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] *passes by Jill*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *notices tom* *glares at the back of tom's head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] What? *turns his head to Jill like emo Peter Parker*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *scowls* What what? I didn't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;[mark] ...I don't know. I'm going to wander aimlessly for several years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] You'll leave me and Sandy?*gets all teary-eyed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] *grumbles* * approaches the elevator and presses the down button* Stupid elevator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *mutters* Stupid Tom. *disapparates*&lt;br /&gt;[mark] *holds back tears* I'm sorry. I'll come back. Here, please take care of Kevin for me. *gives kevin to andrew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *puts down Kevin for a while along with Sandy* I'll miss you. *hugs Mark*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tommelissapaolopaola] *are not in the hospital anymore*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[kevin] Summary. Paolo and Paola Ochimura are aboard a private helecopter en route to Japan. Current locations of Melissa, Tom and Jack are unknown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Nix, Leena, JD, Carmela, Zac and Tay are in Leena's room. Lee is unconscious in his room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Andrew and Mark are outside the hospital, hugging each other. End of summary.&lt;br /&gt;[mark] Bye, Andrew. *walks off into the sunset*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Bye... *carries Kevin and Sandy* At least I got custody of you guys. *teleports to Lee's room*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I'll go check if Lee's awake. *apparates to the next room*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *somehow discovers that touching Kevin gives him stronger powers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Hey Andrew, you're here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Yeah. *leans on the wall and destroys it* Oops, sorry. Must be Kevin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] *is flabbergasted once more*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *apparates to Lee's room* I don't know why I left. I guess I got envious of people walking out. Well here I am. *cleans up the pieces of broken wall with her wand* Where's Mark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Where have you been, Jill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] He left to go find his memories. *slumps on the floor with Kevin and Sandy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Outside. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Did you see anyone outside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Tom. He left. What a mess. The last thing we need is Draco's idea coming true - that the minister finds out about all our misadventures with Muggles... *peers at jd*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Huh? *looks at JD* What about him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *lies down on floor* You hurt Mark's feelings. He had amnesia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] We might have trouble with the ministry about him, that's what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Nothing could possibly go wrong. And if something does, it couldn't be his fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] I know. But we'd be in trouble, wouldn't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] *apparates to Lee and Leena's room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Hello, Draco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] *nods to acknowledge Jill's presence* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Hey Draco, back so soon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] Come with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] *disapparates together with Nix*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *frustrated* *bored*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *delayed reaction* What's up with those guys (Jack &amp; Tom)? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmelazactay] *shrugs their shoulders* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] *sighs and looks out the window* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] What's wrong, Leena? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] *is absentminded* Er... What was that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] I said, what's wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] Oh... Nothing. I was just thinking... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[tay] About what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] The accident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] What about it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] About who plotted against us. Jill said that Lee's car may have been sabotaged...&lt;br /&gt;[paula] Do you have any idea who could've done it?&lt;br /&gt;[leena] I don't know... But there's this guy in school who tried to kick me out by causing so much trouble around. Lee had to stop him, so he had a row with him in the hallway. He was actually beaten up by Lee. Lee said he was his classmate. I just can't remember his name...&lt;br /&gt;[zac] So you're thinking that that guy can be the one who sabotaged Lee's car?&lt;br /&gt;[leena] Yes. Lee beat him up hours before the accident. We were on our way home when the accident happened...&lt;br /&gt;[carmelazactaypaula] Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Interesting.. Where'd Nix go? Is she safe with that guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *was lying on the floor when a giant frame fell on him with a creature announcing the arrival of the Minister of Magic*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] *brings Nix to the Malfoy residence*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Why'd you bring me here? Hey, I haven't been to your house before. Kinda dark..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] The minister was coming.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[tay] Anyway... I gotta go home. Nat and JE are waiting for me. *turns to Zac* What about you, Zac? Aren't you coming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] *shakes his head* I'll stay a bit longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[tay] Okay then. Bye guys. *waves at everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leenacarmelapaulazac] Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[tay] *leaves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Hey, that guy in the frame said the Minister was coming! *points* Isn't that bad or something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] What?! I shouldn't have left them there!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] The minister? The NEW minister?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] Do you mean Rufus Scrimgeour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] *is puzzled*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] I smell trouble... I think JD, Andrew and Zac have to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] But why? *is still puzzled and have no idea what's happening* Who's this minister anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] The Minister of Magic, Rufus Scrimgeour. If he sees you, he might erase your memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] But... I don't understand. Why would he do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] Because, you are mingling with us witches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] I don't see anything wrong with that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] Yes, Zac. Nothing's wrong with that...except for the Minister and the purebloods, like the Malfoys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] Exactly. So you gotta go. *conjures a portkey* Use this. *hands portkey to Zac*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] Hold on to it...Andrew, JD, Zac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] And be careful, you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] They'll be alright. Andrew's with them. *grins at Andrew* This portkey will bring you to my apartment here in NYC. I think they won't find you there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] Go now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] *grabs the portkey*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrewjd] *uses the portkey together with Zac*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] You can't leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] You can't apparate from here. Only us. And my parents do not even know you're here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] But my friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] They'll be alright. Jill's there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I don't think she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] Don't worry too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] You're right. Leena, Paula and Carmela could have already sent the JD, Zac and Andrew somewhere. Tay could have already left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] *is currently sitting on the couch in Paula's apartment* I wonder if they're alright... That minister guy sounds scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[lee] *is still unconscious*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] *turns and looks at Lee's pale face* I wanna hug him... *gets teary-eyed* I've always been denying how I felt for him. And I think that's what has been bugging his mind lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] Why... did you two fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] Not really... He just asked me to be his girlfriend. And I didn't answer him. The night before the accident happened, we went out. And he asked me again. But I still ignored him... *sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] *doesn't know what to do*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *hugs Leena* It's okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-7792499322574246305?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7792499322574246305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7792499322574246305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/06/pang-ilan-na.html' title='Who Leaves Who (Pang-ilan Na? TENTH Ah ok. *SMILES*)'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-3650746785459474982</id><published>2007-06-02T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T22:10:33.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leena Wakes Up, They Fight (ninth post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] *stirs* Where's Lee? *sits up and tries to stand but finds out that she cannot* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] It's not good for you to stand yet. You need rest, Leena. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] But I want to see Lee! *insists* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *sighs* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] Listen, Leena... *pats Leena on the shoulder* Once you're in a better condition, you can go see Lee. He's in just in the other room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] But-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[tay] No more but's. Lee's okay. He's gonna be fine. So don't worry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] Just rest, okay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] *thinks about it for a while* Okay then... *rests* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paulazactaycarmela] *smiles at Leena*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Oh you're awake! Goodie! *tries to hug Leena but fall right through the bed* Curses!&lt;br /&gt;[melissa] *is still blabbering*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Look Melissa, Leena's awake! *steps away from Melissa and stands by Leena's bed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[peter] I expect Lee to come around soon. He was exposed to greater trauma being at the driver's side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] *noticed that Jill fell right through the bed* Jill..?? Er... how did that happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] I think it has something to do with how she was revived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] I see... *noticed Nix and Melissa just now* Oh. I didn't know you two were here too. *grins* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] If you don't mind us asking, Leena....can you tell us what happened? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] *looks at Zac* I can't remember exactly how it happened... All I know is, our car suddenly lost breaks. Then we hit a truck, and then there was an explosion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[tay] How tragic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] Er... Leena?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] Yes, Paula?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] I actually had the feeling that the two of you are in danger... And I had a hunch that it might be a car accident. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to help... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] It's okay. No one could've prevented what happened anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[markjacktom] *arrive*&lt;br /&gt;[leena's bed] It was not an accident.&lt;br /&gt;[jack] The bed is talking!&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *emerges from under Leena's bed*  Yes, that was me, sorry.  It wasn't accident.  The car may have been sabotaged.&lt;br /&gt;[peter] *makes a quiet exit*&lt;br /&gt;[jack] It's possible that they hacked something with the break fluid *rambles for five minutes about the anatomy of car engines* and then planted a small explosive triggered by the sudden impact of hitting the truck *rambles for seven and a half minutes about the mechanics of impact-triggered minibombs* which subsequently reached a thin layer of gasoline the sabotage person had poured over the hood and windshield and set it aflame *rambles for two minutes about the flammability of gasoline* thus burning you and Lee.&lt;br /&gt;[mark] You rambled for 14 minutes and 32.7 seconds, Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[melissa] Tom, you're back! *clings to Tom*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] Yeah, hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *leans against the wall* I can hear voices!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Do you think we should go to the other room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Yeah, it's boring here. It's just the two of us and an unconscious guy on a hospital bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Let's go. *stands and starts to walk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *grins* *teleports to Leena's room*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Okay then. *walks alone to Leena's room*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Hmm, who would do such a thing? *is talking about the explosion thingy* It already has happened before. *recalls when Lee's car had been blow to smithereens*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paolo] Do you need any help figuring out what happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paola] We'll be glad to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Can you hire the CIA?&lt;br /&gt;[jack] The CIA?  If they get curious about the supernatural powers you people possess, they'll take you in and study you like alien specimens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paolo] Yeah, we could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paola] But only if you want us to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] You know the CIA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paola] Who's he? Do you know him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] He's JD.  JD, this is Paola and Paolo.  Don't hire the CIA, on second thought.  How about private investigators?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paolo] Hi. *shakes hands with JD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paola] Yeah, we could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[melissa] *nudges Tom*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] Uh, seeing that Leena's awake, me and Melissa have to go. Just tell Lee that we came by. And we hope that everything would be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I didn't notice you come in, Tom. Why leaving so early?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] Because his girlfriend says so.  Right, Thomas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] So what? Why do you keep on poking your nosy head into my life? It's not your business, why don't you get your own love life? *pushes Jack*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] Hey, I don't need a damn love life.  At least I'm happy, you're a miserable wreck! *pushes tom*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] You're happy because you have fun watching other people's misery, and I'm not saying that I'm one of them.  I am not a miserable wreck! Maybe you're the one who's a wreck. You ain't got nothing to live for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] That's 'cause I'm a free spirit, I live when I want, where I want.  And how can you say I have fun watching other people suffer, huh?  I tried to talk you out of your misery today!  You ungrateful jerk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] I didn't need your help, so why should I be grateful? If you have problems of your own that you won't tell anyone, then don't pour it on me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] *whispers to Andrew, who is the nearest to him* Shouldn't we stop them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Nope. This is fun. I've been waiting long for some excitement. *sits down comfortably on the floor*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] *finds a large bucket of popcorn in his pocket* *sits beside Andrew*&lt;br /&gt;[jack] I'm not pouring anything on you!  I was trying to straighten you out!  If you don't appreciate my concern, then fine! *gesticulates wildly* Go live your life that way forever and you can die an unhappy death, for all I care! *storms out of the room*&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Oh my goodness.  *follows jack out of the room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Boo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] *stares at the people inside the room*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[melissa] That was so embarassing! *nags Tom*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] What the hell was that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paola] That was so rude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] But I just sat down!&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Jack.  Jack!  *is jogging behind Jack* Will you stop just for one minute?  Jack!&lt;br /&gt;[jack] *walks faster*&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Damn it.  Jack, stop it.  *reaches for her wand*&lt;br /&gt;[jack] *stops suddenly*&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *collides against jack* *crashes to the floor with him*&lt;br /&gt;[jack] *stands* Look, leave me alone!  Alright?  Leave me alone!&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *stands* Jack, listen to me.  I know what that was about and I'm sure neither of you meant anything that you said, so please come back and let's just apologize to each other--&lt;br /&gt;[jack] *yells* Shut up!&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *gets all teary-eyed and such* Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[melissa] *is nagging Tom* Blah blah blah.. What's this about you being miserable? You're happy, we're happy together! He doesn't -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] Enough, Melissa. I'm tired of you! Would you give it a rest? I thought we'd be happy being back together but you still haven't changed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[melissa] Tom.. *cries and runs away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] No, no, I'm sorry. Wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] What's wrong with you? We're all worried about Leena and Lee and you two have to bring this up? There's no reason for you to suddenly explode and shout about all of those things. I feel sorry for Melissa, even though I never really liked her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Ooh, popcorn's still good, Mark! *reaches for some popcorn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Shut up, Andrew. *takes out her wand and binds Andrew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] *glares at nix* You meanie-mo! *extracts a pair of scissors from his pocket* *cuts off Andrew's binds*&lt;br /&gt;[kevin] *sneaks sneakily behind Nix and runs off with her wand*&lt;br /&gt;[mark] Go, Kevin!&lt;br /&gt;[jack] Oh, Jill.  I'm sorry.  *hugs Jill* I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I'd kill that chicken if I don't get my wand back. And if I do, I'll-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] No need to. *enters the room dramatically with Nix's wand*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Where's Kevin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] *can't believe all that's been happening*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] Kevin? Kevin? *charges angrily at Malfoy, grabs his collar and pins him against the wall* Where - is - my - CHICKEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] *has been using Wingardium Leviosa on Kevin* There it is. *puts Kevin on the floor safely*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Draco, I'm surprised to see you here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] I've always been around. *gives Nix her wand back* There.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Thank you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[malfoy] You're still hanging around with these Muggles. I just hope that the Minister of Magic doesn't find out about this. *disapparates*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] No, wait.. He left again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] *is on the other side of the room*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Who was that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Draco. *sits down on the chair beside JD*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Will you come back with me?&lt;br /&gt;[jack] I'm sorry, Jill, but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Why?&lt;br /&gt;[jack] Do you know how embarrassing it is to walk out and then walk back in?&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *snickers* Yes.&lt;br /&gt;[jack] Yeah, you see.  So I'll go and you go back to your friends.  And stop crying, okay.&lt;br /&gt;[jill] I'm not crying.&lt;br /&gt;[jack] Yeah you are.&lt;br /&gt;[mark] *grabs Kevin protectively* All of you are very evil.  EEEVIL. *walks out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Don't forget Sandy! *runs after Mark*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paola] All this is giving me a headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paolo] Don't worry, I'll get some aspirin. *goes out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] I don't understand what's happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I don't know what's wrong with Tom and Jack. And Mark and Andrew, they're just both weirdos. And Jill's a ghost, Leena's still here, Lee's unconscious, and I also don't know what's wrong with Draco. I was on vacation so I could forget about all my problems, but I come back to this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Don't worry, maybe all will be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-3650746785459474982?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/3650746785459474982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/3650746785459474982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/06/ninth-post.html' title='Leena Wakes Up, They Fight (ninth post)'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-6996918126016447147</id><published>2007-06-02T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T22:11:39.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paolo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andrew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carmela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paula'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='limo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melissa'/><title type='text'>Reunion at NYC? (eighth post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *fumes* Fine. I choose to disapparate than to stay here! I can't wait any longer. I have to see if Leena and Lee are okay!! *disapparates* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] *frowns slightly* Perhaps you haven't been revived properly...? I dunno. I'll go see Lee first. *goes inside Lee's room* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[tay] Zac and I are going to see Leena. What about you two?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Che... Alright, I'll go see Leena. *goes through door*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[peter] Me too. I have to check her temperature. *enters leena's room*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Leena, hey! *shakes Leena viciously* Good morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[peter] What are you doing? She's unconscious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[peter] Yes. She hit her head. It's nothing serious. If we're lucky, she'll come around today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] What is it, DUI? Lee was drunk or something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[leena] *is unconscious and looks pale*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zactay] *look at Leena with pity*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *apparates in the reception room and sees Nix* Nix! Where's Leena? And Lee??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[lee] *is also unconscious and has a lot of bandages around his body*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] *sighs* What the heck happened? Who'd do this to a couple who loves each other so much? *gets teary-eyed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *snorts in peter's general direction* *heals Leena's burns with a flick of her wand* Muggles... *walks through the wall, into Lee's room* *heals Lee's burnt hands, etc*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] *appears out of the black mist, oooh* Jill, I - *sees Lee* Eh? What happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] *wipes the tears off her eyes* Jill? Michael??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *prods Nix* Nix? *notices that she's in a daze* I guess I just have to see for myself... *enters Leena's room*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zactay] *are still shocked by what Jill has done*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[tay] Whoa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] Awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *sees Leena and notices that her wounds have already been healed* Did Jill come here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] Yeah. She did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[tay] *is surprised at Paula's sudden appearance* Since when did you get here? And how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] I used the door. Duh... *rolls her eyes at Tay* But I disapparated to get to NYC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] *chuckles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *turns to Zac* Are you allowed to chuckle? Pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] Oh, sorry. *grins through gritted teeth*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[random nurse] No chuckling in the ward, please.&lt;br /&gt;[peter] *is in Lee's room, dba?? I forgot* I'm not supposed to tell you guys, but the crash seems suspicious. The engine seems to have exploded and engines don't just explode. Mr. Ryan doesn't seem to be the type of person to neglect his responsibilities to his car and cause it to overheat so dramatically and explode.&lt;br /&gt;[jill] So what does that mean? Somebody sabotaged the car?&lt;br /&gt;[peter] Precisely.&lt;br /&gt;[michael] Oh. Well then I'll see you later, your hands seem to be full... *disappears* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] Who would've done such a cruel thing? It's unforgivable!! *is angry*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] I hope she and Lee get well soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[tay] Yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] Whoever did this will pay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] C'mon, Paula, let's investigate. *tries to grab paula but her hand goes right through paula's wrist* *mutters* Apparently I'm dead and now I'm a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *was shocked by Jill's ghostliness and came around just now* Oops, I just keep on spacing out all of the time! *forgets which door* Hmm, pink. Must be Leena's room since she's a girl. *enters Lee's room* Leena?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paolapaolomelissatom] *arrives outside the hospital in the Ochimura's private helicopter*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paolo] *whispers to his twin sister* Why must they always be with us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paola] Beats me. Ever since Melissa came to us she never left. And now she's got her boyfriend stuck with us, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[melissa] Ooh, Tom, look! There's a fountain! Let's go sit there. *drags Tom to one of the benches near the fountain outside the hospital*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] *sits with Melissa on the benches*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paolo] Finally. Now let's go find Lee and Leena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paola] *finds the way to Lee and Leena's rooms with her twin brother*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *goes through the window* *falls fifty feet down, onto the hospital courtyard* *sees Tom and Melissa* Oh hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] Oh, hi Jill. You remember Melissa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[melissa] Hi. *giggles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Wrong room. Oh well. How's he, um, Peter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[peter] Better. Their burns have suddenly healed. No matter how baffling that is, it can't be a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;[jill] I do remember you. *stares suspiciously at melissa* How do you do? *tries to shake hands but her hand slips through* Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[melissa] Oh, uh.. *whispers to Tom* What happened?&lt;br /&gt;[nix] So nothing bad's gonna happen to them?&lt;br /&gt;[tom] Uh, Jill, why..are..you...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Sorry, I died, you see. And something went wrong in the underworld, etc. The usual stuff.&lt;br /&gt;[peter] Nope, probably not. Let's hope for no complications and I'm sure they'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] Um, okay. Err, are you a ghost?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[melissa] *clings to Tom* I'm scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] That's good to hear. Excuse me while I check on Leena. *goes to other room* Leena?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Yes, I'm a ghost, you moron.&lt;br /&gt;[limo] *crashes near the fountain*&lt;br /&gt;[limo driver] Perfect landing! *falls asleep instantly*&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Finally!&lt;br /&gt;[everyoneinthelimoexceptthelimodriverwhofellasleep] *exit the vehicle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *sees Jill* You left us, you all did! Hmph. *sees Tom and Melissa and runs towards them* Hey, Tom and Melissa! It's me, Andrew! *smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[melissa] Hello. *whispers to Tom* I don't remember him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] Hey Andrew, hi guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Is this New York?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] Who's the new guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] *confused* I think I've seen these two people before. *squints at tom and melissa* Maybe in KFC Brunei where I stole my chicken, Kevin! *presents chicken to everyone in the vicinity*&lt;br /&gt;[jill] This is JD. JD, this is Tom. JD's a Muggle, he saw me do magic but we're not Obliviating him 'cause Nix thinks he can be trusted. He's a pretty cool guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] Hi JD. *shakes hands with JD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] *shakes hands* Hi Tom. Tom Felton, right? I know you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] How come no one introduced me to JD? Favoritism! Hmph. *goes to a corner with Sandy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] Yeah, that's my name. And this is my girlfriend, Melissa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[melissa] *shakes hands with JD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Hi. *turns to face Jill* Nix, she's the other girl a while ago, right? The one I used to see in school. I forgot to ask her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Yeah, she's upstairs. Actually let's all go upstairs. Quietly, though. I don't think they allow more than eight people at once. *counts* There are thirteen of us?&lt;br /&gt;[jack] Isn't that, I dunno, unlucky?&lt;br /&gt;[mark] Fifteen! *asserts Kevin's and Sandy's presence*&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Okay, shall we walk?&lt;br /&gt;[mark] *withdraws a piece of used tissue from his pocket* Here's a portkey.&lt;br /&gt;[jack] A piece of tissue with snot all over it?!&lt;br /&gt;[mark] *shrugs* Then go take the stairs, primadonna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] I'm sitting here alone in a corner and you're all still ignoring me! *tantrums*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] What's a portkey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[melissa] Yeah, Tom, what's that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] Um, it's like a key to a portal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paolopaola] *enters Leena's room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] *watches andrew tantrum* Cool! *tantrums*&lt;br /&gt;[everyonebythefountain] *portkeys to Lee's room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] It's Lee Ryan! He's, is he okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] I'm bored. *goes out and sees a vending machine*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] *is pulled by Melissa towards some chairs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[melissa] Let's sit down, okay, Tom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[peter] *is utterly flamboozled by the appalling number of people that have spontaneously materialized right before his eyes*&lt;br /&gt;[jack] *sits casually beside tom* Psst, Tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] What is it, Jack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] *whispers* Wanna go to the cafe across the street, you know, have a man to man talk? Or can't you leave your loveydovey for a minute or two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] I'll ask her if it's okay. *to Melissa* Is it okay if I leave you just for a tiny bit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[melissa] But I don't know anyone here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] Maybe Paolo and Paola are in Leena's room. Please, for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[melissa] Hmph. *leaves without a word* *goes to Leena's room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] *walking with tom to the cafe* So. Don't be mad or anything, but are you two like that all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] What do you mean "like that"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] Come on, you know what I mean. She demands for what she wants, you give it to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] I've never really noticed it. So what's your point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] That can't be a good thing, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] And?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] I was just wondering if you're happy about the way it is, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] I'm happy. *fakes a smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] Sure, Tom. *orders two cookies and cream shakes* I think you're lying, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] What? *laughs nervously*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[waiter] *serves shakes* *glares at tom and jack* *leaves*&lt;br /&gt;[jack] Aw, nevermind, Tom. If you say you're happy, then I'm fine with that.&lt;br /&gt;[mark] *runs into the cafe* GIMME *takes jack's shake and consumes it in one gulp*&lt;br /&gt;[jack] Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Um, Andrew, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Finally, someone notices me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Yeah. Where did the others go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Dunno. I'm bored. *disappears and reappears in random places inside the room*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] *to Jill* So who else here are normal people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[tom] Won't you get brainfreeze?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Muggles, you mean. Let's see. *starts a rambling summary of everyone's supernatural capabilities* Leena, Paula, Nix and I are all witches. Leena, Nix and I also have powers from a place called Sylvanus. Andrew here, I dunno what he is but he can teleport around. Mark has something called Jellybean Magic, but I think he forgot all about it after he got amnesia in Palawan. And after I died and got inadequately resurrected, I have ghost powers. Everyone else - Lee, Paolo, Paola, Melissa, Tay, Zac, Jack - are Muggles like yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] I see... So what else do you guys do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Paolo, Paola! I didn't know you were coming. How'd you know about the accident?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paolo] We know almost everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paola] With our money, the government's practically ours. We've got secret agents under us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paola] What did the doctor say about Lee and Leena?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I've only talked to the nurse. He said nothing bad could happen. We'd just have to wait for them to wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paolo] I wonder when they will wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[melissa] *enters the door* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Melissa! I- I didn't know you were here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[melissa] I'm always with Paola. She's my best friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paola] *chokes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[paolo] *to Paola* What?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Er, how's Japan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[melissa] It's been great. Me and Tom have been going to karaoke bars, riding trains, swimming in beaches, and we've even been to Mt. Fuji!&lt;br /&gt;[nix] That's awesome. *grins sarcastically*&lt;br /&gt;[melissa] Yeah and... *blabbers*&lt;br /&gt;[paolo] There she goes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-6996918126016447147?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/6996918126016447147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/6996918126016447147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/06/eighth-post.html' title='Reunion at NYC? (eighth post)'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-3372416090052357125</id><published>2007-06-01T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T15:46:04.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Limoooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *to Mark* Let's find some corn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *to JD* What do you want to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] I was doing nothing before I came here, so anything's good. I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *is done washing* Phew. *sees Jack, Andrew, Mark and Nix* Oh. It's you guys. Hello! *waves animatedly at everyone* By the way, where did you all come from? *frowns slightly*&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[mark] *withdraws some corn from his pocket* I found one!&lt;br /&gt;[kevin] *wants the corn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] I want it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Hey Paula! How are you? I was just vacationing in Vegas when Andrew suddenly called asking for help. Which reminds me, I haven't checked out of the hotel yet..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] I'm fine... Absolutely fine. I've been watching over Jill's house the whole vacation, you know. So it's just me and the house. *grins* Have you heard from Leena? She hasn't been calling me anymore. I just know that she's in NYC with her cousins and Lee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Let's go visit them! *conjures a flying limo*&lt;br /&gt;[mark] I wanna ride in the limo! *dives into limo*&lt;br /&gt;[kevin] *follows mark*&lt;br /&gt;[jack] *follows kevin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Don't forget Sandy! *follows Mark and Andrew with a handful of sand*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I'll just see you there, I need to fix things in Vegas first. See ya! *disapparates*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] You're going to New York? Can I ride the limo?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] Er... *grabs JD and drags him toward the limo* *turns to Jill* We can't leave him here, can we? He knows too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] You're right. Hop in, JD. And don't touch anything. *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Thank you, Miss Velasquez! *enters the limo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Whooooo, this is my third limo ride!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *enters limo * I'm kinda worried about Leena and Lee. What if those two aren't okay? *sighs* I have a feeling that they're both in danger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] Why? What could possibly happen to them?&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Sorry for having to drag you around, JD. Here, this is for giving back my dog. *conjures a tomato* *gives tomato to jd* I know it's a tomato, you must think I'm mental. But it's no ordinary tomato, okay. It can grant three wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Wow, thank you Miss Velasquez! Do I have to take a bite when making a wish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Me want tomato and corn.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] I dunno... A car accident?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula's cellphone] *rings*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *answers her cellphone* Hello? Carmela? *eyes widens with shock* Hwat..?!?!?! *drops her phone* *is in a daze*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *is sitting in the far end of the limo, mlayo kela paula* *to JD* Uh, I dunno. If you want. Stop calling me that, by the way. My name is Jill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] What? What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] This limo is so HUGE *rolls around the floor enjoying the massive surface area*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Okay, Jill. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] I think there's something else I forgot to say..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *looks pale* Lee... Leena... Hospital... Car accident... *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *hears paula hit the limo floor* zomfg wtf? *runs two miles to the other end of the limo* What happened? Enervate. *makes paula conscious again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Is Paula okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] I didn't do it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *blinks* Lee and Leena are in the hospital, according to Carmela...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;*turns to Andrew* Of course you didn't. It was an accident...a car accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] What? Then we need to get there right away! We're still three hours from NYC. Call Nix. I'll go ahead. *disapparates*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Leena's the one who's also studying film right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] I know Nix's number!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[mark] *pulls out the Brunei payphone from his pocket* Here! *inserts a coin*&lt;br /&gt;[jack] Yeah. She's also a witch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Thanks, um, what's your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *dials Nix's number and the hotel receptionist answers* Hey, it's me again, Andrew! *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;[nix] *is checking out of the hotel*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[h.r.] *sighs exasperatedly and hands the phone to nix* Here, it's your boyfriend...&lt;br /&gt;[jack] Oh, I'm Jack. Jack de Sena. I'm a star on All That. *proud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] What?! I don't have a boyfriend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] I was wondering why you looked familiar! I'm JD. *shakes hands* Wasn't he also a star on All That? *pertains to Mark*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] Yeah, he taught me everything I know. Comedy comes naturally to him.&lt;br /&gt;[h.r.] Then why does this guy keep calling here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Mark Saul, is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] What guy? *answers phone* Hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Hey Nix, it's me! *smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] What now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Lee and Leena had accident and are in the hospital and Jill apparated there and she says we're still three hours away from New York and.. *hears Paula hit the floor again* Paula fainted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] What?! I'll be at New York then. You just go, er, ride that limo. *hangs up*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Thanks for the phone, Mark!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *wooshes off outside of the hotel with only one bag and finds a secure place* *apparates home to leave her stuff and apparates again to the only hospital in New York that she knows*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *gains consciousness* Argh. Why do I keep on fainting? I hate this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmelazactay] *are outside the emergency room in the NYC Hospital*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] I hope they're gonna be okay... I'm not gonna stand it if they're not gonna make it. *sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] They're going to be okay... I just know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[tay] Yeah. They both have strong will. I'm pretty sure they're gonna survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] *sighs* I guess you two have a point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *appears in the emergency room*&lt;br /&gt;[nurse] Hey! Where did you come from?&lt;br /&gt;[jill] No where. There were two people sent over from a car accident, a couple. Where are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[nurse] Room 49377402. Fourth floor.&lt;br /&gt;[jill] 4937 what?!&lt;br /&gt;[nurse] *shrugs* It's a large hospital. *writes number down* *gives note to jill*&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Okay, thank you. *disapparates*&lt;br /&gt;[nurse] Where'd she go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *had apparated behind something in the same emergency room* *shows herself and makes fun of the nurse* You're talking to yourself? I saw no one here. I think you need some rest. Anyway, I must be off. *goes out and takes the elevator to the room*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] *sees Jill and Nix by the door* Jill? Nix?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] *runs to Jill and Nix and hugs them*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[tay] Hello. *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *is still in the limo together with Jack, Mark, Andrew, JD, Kevin, Ezra and Sandy* Are we there yet? *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] What happened?&lt;br /&gt;[nurse] A car crash. But there's evidence of an explosion. They have second degree burns down their front, Lee's hands are burnt completely because they were on the steering wheel.&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Oh. I'm Jill. *shakes hands with nurse*&lt;br /&gt;[nurse] I'm Peter. I'm going to be their nurse. Looks like they're gonna be around for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Hi guys! Where were they going? Could we see them now or do we have to wait?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Ask Peter here, he's the nurse. Say, haven't I seen you somewhere before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[peter] *shifts uncomfortably*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] On Heroes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[peter] Yeah... I'm the guy who flies. Anyway, miss, you could go see them now. It's through that door *points at a blue door* and Lee is on that one *points at pink door*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Why is Lee behind the pink one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[peter] *shrugs* We're medical people, not very artistic, if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Thank you. Are you coming inside, Jill?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Sure. *walks through the door* Hey! What happened? I walk through the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Huh? I don't recally mystics having that kind of power..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[peter] *is shocked?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *is now standing half in Leena's room and half in the reception room* Nix! What's happening to me? I have this overwhelming feeling I just died!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Yeah, you died. But I thought Michael had already found your body and restored you to life?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmelazactay] *are shocked by the idea that Jill went through the wall*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] Hmm... That's odd...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[zac] Indeed, it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[tay] *is SPEECHLESS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[carmela] Well... Shall we go and see Leena and Lee then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *prods the limo driver* Er...where are we? Aren't we in New York yet? I should've just apparated...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[limo driver] Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh do not disturb me, impatient little miss! *waves paula off*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] I'm a ghost! *tries to touch something* *manages to push a vase off a table* Wah? Hey, I can control my ghost-ness. Cool! *pulls out wand* Reparo? *fixes vase*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-3372416090052357125?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/feeds/3372416090052357125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505746577143600017&amp;postID=3372416090052357125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/3372416090052357125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/3372416090052357125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/06/7th.html' title='Limoooooo'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-291322573729720435</id><published>2007-05-31T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T15:16:39.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ezra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veganizationizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kevin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sylvanus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andrew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paula'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brunei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mark'/><title type='text'>To Jill's House (sixth post.. yay!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *watches JD, who was being chased by Ezra* Poor guy. Tsk. *turns to Jill* I wonder why Muggles fear us witches and wizards and other magical people. Hmm... Anyway, I better go wash the dishes. *goes to the kitchen and starts to wash the dishes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[ezra] *has tackled jd*&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Thanks for minding the house, Paula. *runs to jd and ezra* Sorry 'bout that.  I guess it won't hurt to take a while before Obliviating you.  That means, er... adjusting your memory.  I'm Jill.  Thanks for returning my dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] How do I know that you're not going to do anything bad to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *answers the phone* Andrew?! What? What do you need? I'm, er, busy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Hi Nix! You weren't busy, the lady said you were at the buffet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] What do you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Um, me, Jack and Mark are kinda stuck in Brunei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] And you want me to help you, as usual?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Fine, I'll see what I can do. *hangs up* Gah. *finds a safe place to disapparate* *apparates to Jill's house* Jill! You here? *looks around and sees JD* Wh-, what?!&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Oh hello, Nix.  Thought you were in Vegas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *is shocked* *whispers to Jill* What's he doing here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] *is shocked too*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] You know him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Err, I just see him in, er, school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] I know you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Oh?  Well then there's no need for introductions.  I was going to Obliviate him just now, 'cause I made him giggle and hiccup uncontrollably 'cause I thought he was a dognapper.  What do I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I dunno. We don't really know each other...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] I remember! You live in the same building that I stayed in! And we were in the same club... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] I won't Obliviate him if you can keep him quiet, Nix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *thinks* *approaches JD* Um, sorry for all this. Er, can you please not tell anyone about this? *smiles faintly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] *stands up* I guess. *shrugs* But this is all so interesting... What other things do you people of your kind do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Uh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] It's better not to tell him.  *nods to herself* I don't trust you. *eyes jd suspiciously* So anyway, what are you doing here?  I thought you were out having a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Yes I was in Vegas! But then, Andrew called and he's with Jack and Mark. They're in Brunei and they need help. So I came to you, and, hmm, maybe Michael could help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[ezra] *was listening to nix* *snorts angrily*&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Michael? *hesitates*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Is there something I don't know about you and Michael?&lt;br /&gt;[jd] *goes to the table to finish his lunch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[ezra] *snarls*&lt;br /&gt;[jill] No, it's nothing.  I'll have to try to find him in Sylvanus.  You wanna go with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Sure. But what about JD and Paula? Paula can't go to Sylvanus, and JD, well, he's just not like us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] *hears his name* I'm surprised you remember my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Yeah.. *grins guiltily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Ezra can stay here and guard JD.  Ezra has powers of his own, you know.&lt;br /&gt;[ezra] *stares at jd suspiciously*&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Shall we? *transports nix and herself to the Diabolist Guildhouse in Sylvanus*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] And I thought you were just an innocent little dog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *is with Jill at the Diabolist Guildhouse*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[ezra] *sits stiffly in front of jd, watching his every move*&lt;br /&gt;[jill] Uh, so... Michael? *knocks on Michael's door*&lt;br /&gt;[michael] Who's there?&lt;br /&gt;[jill] It's Nix... and Jill.&lt;br /&gt;[michael] Jill? *tears the door open*&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *to nix* Ask him... I'll wait outside.  *goes outside*&lt;br /&gt;[michael] *looks at nix quizzically*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Okaaaaaay. So Michael, could I ask you a favor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] *distracted* ... Oh I'm sorry, I wasn't listening to you, what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I was wondering if you could help me with something, like summoning some people..&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[michael] *still distracted* What?  Sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Yay, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] Who do you want to summon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Remember Andrew, Jack and Mark? They're somewhere in Brunei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[michael] Alright.  *does nothing*&lt;br /&gt;[andrewjackmark] *appear out of thin air*&lt;br /&gt;[mark] *is holding a chicken* Hey!  What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Thanks, Michael!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Hey Michael! It's me, Andrew! *smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[michael] Oh.&lt;br /&gt;[jack] Thank you, Michael.&lt;br /&gt;[chicken] Cluck.&lt;br /&gt;[jack] Mark, put that chicken away!&lt;br /&gt;[mark] No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Where'd you get that chicken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] In Brunei! *clutches chicken* I saved him from KFC.&lt;br /&gt;[michael] *strums his fingers in boredom*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Wait a sec. *goes outside* Jill, he got them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Oh, okay.  Ready to go then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] I think, yeah. But what's wrong with you two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Who two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Michael and you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Sandy has a new friend then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Michael?  Nothing.  Come on.&lt;br /&gt;[mark] Yes, she does!  *cuddles chicken* I'm gonna call you... Mark!&lt;br /&gt;[jack] But that's your name.&lt;br /&gt;[mark] Oh really?  Then I'll call you Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Kevin the Chicken!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Okay, whatever you say. Should I go call them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Nah. *transports everyone except Michael to her house*&lt;br /&gt;[michael] *lonely* You're welcome. *grumbles angrily* *returns to his nap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] *is flabbergasted by the sudden arrival of so many people* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] *to Jill* I know there's something wrong, you just won't tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] People just don't tell us when they're gonna transport us or something... *stare*&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jack] They're witches.  It's second nature.&lt;br /&gt;[jill] It's nothing, what are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;[ezra] *is proud of what an awesome job he has done*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *smells the aroma of Paula's cooking* Mmm, chicken afritada! *goes to the table and sees JD* Who's this? *rudely points to JD, and is confused*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] *shrugs* Nix's friend.&lt;br /&gt;[mark] Oh no! *brings Kevin away from the chicken afritada* You cruel, cruel people!  Slaughtering chickens for your own personal enjoyment!  Shame on you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Oh no is right! I can't eat this stuff, I can't eat anything that was once alive and breathing! I will become..... a VEGAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[nix] Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] *is finally done eating and approaches Nix* You're the only one I know here. What happens to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] Me too! *veganizes*&lt;br /&gt;[kevin] *clucks happily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-291322573729720435?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/feeds/291322573729720435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505746577143600017&amp;postID=291322573729720435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/291322573729720435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/291322573729720435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/05/sixth-post-yay.html' title='To Jill&apos;s House (sixth post.. yay!)'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-7988214250687711766</id><published>2007-05-30T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T22:13:23.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ezra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dognapper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andrew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paula'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cubao'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mark'/><title type='text'>What Should We Do Now? (5th post ba to?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Wow. Like what films? Did your friends study Film too?&lt;br /&gt;[ezra] *looks at Paula confusingly* *continues to eat* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] What films? Oh. Uhm...just simple documentary films about bands. *smiles* Er... I think Leena took film too. *gets some more rice from the rice bowl* But I'm a year older than her so... she isn't a graduate yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jd] Where is she then? *continues eating* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] She's in NYC with her cousins... She also studies in NYU. *grins through gritted teeth*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[ezra] *decides he did not like this kind of dog food* *falls asleep on jd's shoe*&lt;br /&gt;[jill] *suddenly bursts into the room* You! *points at jd* Surrender my dog! *uses Mystic powers to make jd giggle uncontrollably*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] *giggles uncontrollably* *cannot control his uncontrollable giggling* Wha... How.. Do? *can't talk with all the giggling*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] JILL!!!!! *hugs Jill* He did not steal your dog or anything. Actually, he said he found it somewhere... *makes JD snap out of the uncontrollable giggling with a wave of her wand*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] I've been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shadow&lt;/span&gt;ing you all the way from STC. We got separated in Hawaii. You dognapper! *makes jd hiccup uncontrollably* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] Ooohhh... So that's where he spotted Ezra. By the way, Jill...when did you arrive? *takes pity on JD and stops the uncontrollable hiccup* I guess we should hear his side first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Aw. Darn it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My bad. *notices that the hiccuping had caused jd to pass out* Don't worry, he'll wake up in a few minutes. *picks up ezra, who is still sleeping* I came in from Hawaii as soon as I sensed Ezra's presence in STC. *grins proudly about her own incredible Mystic powers* Thanks for taking care of my house, Paula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] *passed out (away hahaha)* *slowly gains consciousness after a few minutes* Wha? What happened? Why am I on the floor...and where am I? *looks around and sees Jill and Paula then quickly stands up and backs away from the two* What are you people? You...do..witchcraft! Stay away from me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jill] Yes, we do witchcraft, and we do it an awful lot. Too bad you won't remember it after I Obliviate you. Oh well, sorry for making you pass out. *pulls out her wand and points it towards jd*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] *snatches the wand* I don't know what you were about to do but I'll tell the cops! *starts to run away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ezra] *wakes up suddenly* *sniffles around* *chases jd like a lightningbolt* RAWR *sinks his teeth into jd's ankle, causing him to fall flat on his stomach* *sniffs jd's jeans* *finds a cookie in his pocket* *eats cookie*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Hey, do you know how to work this thing? *shakes bottle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] Maybe you shake it. *shake*&lt;br /&gt;[Vodka Cruiser] *immediately comes to life* Stop shaking me!!!&lt;br /&gt;[mark] Eek! *drops vodka cruiser*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *is instantly brought somewhere else with Jack and Mark as the bottle fell* Is this Vegas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[Vodka Cruiser] No, it's Brunei.&lt;br /&gt;[mark] Eek!  You're still here?!&lt;br /&gt;[Vodka Cruiser] No way, I'm going to Vegas.  See you. *disappears*&lt;br /&gt;[jack] Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Oh well. *looks around* Oooh, there's a phone booth! I can call Nix, I have her number. C'mon! *drags Jack and Mark*&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jack] But you have to have Brunei money.&lt;br /&gt;[mark] Oh, here. *discovers a coin in his pocket* *gives it to andrew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Where do you get those things?? *takes coin and uses the payphone* *is waiting for Nix to answer the phone* Do you think she can help us?&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jack] She's a witch.  She can do anything.&lt;br /&gt;[hotel receptionist] *hears phone ringing* *grumbles angrily* *answers* Vegas Hotel, how may I help you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Err, hello? I'm looking for a Nix, what's her last name, Vallerine!! Nichelle Vallerine. May I speak to her? Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[hotel receptionist] Who's speaking, please?  And do you know her room number?  We at the Vegas Hotel pride ourselves on keeping our customers safe and secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] It's me, Andrew! *smiles* *whispers to Mark* Give me a number..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark]  Eleventy-three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Room 113?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[h.r.] Oh, that's actually correct, sir.  Who's calling please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] It's me, Andrew! *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[h.r.] Andrew who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Andrew Schimmer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[h.r.] Alright, sir, please stay on the line.  I think she's at the buffet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-7988214250687711766?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/feeds/7988214250687711766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505746577143600017&amp;postID=7988214250687711766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7988214250687711766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7988214250687711766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/05/5th-post-ba-to.html' title='What Should We Do Now? (5th post ba to?)'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-321402929464455642</id><published>2007-05-29T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T14:55:55.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ezra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paula'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cubao'/><title type='text'>Meet JD (fourth post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *is currently cooking lunch at Jill's house in Cubao* Hmm... I wonder how long it would take Jill to stay in Hawaii for vacation. I'm kinda bored here. Oh well.. *hums Thnks Fr Th Mmrs*&lt;br /&gt;[doorbell] *rings*&lt;br /&gt;[paula] Ah! The doorbell! I'll get that! *hurriedly heads toward the door and unlocks it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[still unknown guy] *was the one who rang the doorbell* Now I think this is where you live, Ezra. It says so on your collar. I hope I get a reward for bringing you back home..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] Uhm... How may I help you? *suddenly sees Ezra* Hey, is that Jill's dog? Ezra...? *pats Ezra* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[still unknown guy] Jill's dog? You mean you're not Ms. Velasquez?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] No. I'm Paula, Jill's friend. She entrusted her house to me while she's away. She's in ---- Hey, wait a minute. Who are you anyway? And why is Ezra with you? *slightly frowns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[still unknown guy] I'm JD, and a stranger gave me Ezra. I think they had problems with him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] Ahh... I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Uh, yeah. So..err.. *gives Ezra to Paula*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[ezra] Arf! *scrambles back to JD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] Er... I think it doesn't like me. *looks surprised* Blimey, I usually get along with dogs.. *mutters something* Well, since it likes to stick with you, you might as well have lunch here. I'm almost done cooking anyway. Come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] *pets Ezra* Okay, thanks. *smiles then enters Jill's house*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *closes the door and ushers JD into the kitchen* I think we can eat now. *turns the stove off and sets the table* You do eat Chicken Afritada, don't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Yup, I do. Do you have anything for Ezra? I think he's also hungry. *places Ezra on the floor*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] Hmm... *rummages for dog food in the kitchen cabinet and spots a pack of Pedigree* Here we are. *places a large amount of Pedigree on a dog plate and puts it in front of Ezra* Eat up, Ezra. *sits by the table* Let's eat then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[ezra] *pushes his bowl with his nose and gets closer to JD* *eats*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] I guess he really likes me. *looks at the food* It looks delicious!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] Yeah. You bet it is. I studied culinary arts a few years ago. *looks pleased with herself* Go ahead then, eat. *eats*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Wow. Are you still studying? *eats*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] No. Not anymore. It's been a year since I graduated. *eats some more*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] Oh. *takes a bite* Me, I just graduated, but now I'm in law school. *grins* Where did you study?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] *chokes and hurriedly drinks a glass of water while thinking if she would tell JD the truth or not* Where I studied?? NYU. I took Film and Audiovisual Communication aside from Culinary Arts. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[jd] You okay? So what do you do now for a living? Do you do films and stuff?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;[paula] Yeah...I'm fine. Er... Now? Y-yes, I do films. But not the ones seen on big screens. I make independent films, with the help of my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-321402929464455642?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/feeds/321402929464455642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505746577143600017&amp;postID=321402929464455642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/321402929464455642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/321402929464455642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/05/fourth-post.html' title='Meet JD (fourth post)'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-6398235384989140534</id><published>2007-05-28T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T22:14:25.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ezra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andrew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jd'/><title type='text'>The not-so-beginningly beginning (THIRD)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Hey! How are we supposed to work this thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[still unknown guy] *watches the car go back inside then leaves* *pets Ezra and finds a name plate on his collar* So..you're name's Ezra? Hi boy! I guess you belong to a Jill Velasquez..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-6398235384989140534?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/feeds/6398235384989140534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505746577143600017&amp;postID=6398235384989140534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/6398235384989140534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/6398235384989140534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/05/andrew-hey-how-are-we-supposed-to-work.html' title='The not-so-beginningly beginning (THIRD)'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-428255644694904534</id><published>2007-05-27T15:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T14:53:09.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ezra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jd'/><title type='text'>Ezra (whoo second post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[ezra] *wakes up in the faculty room* ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[ms t] Oh no may dog ay diyos ko!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[rdk] Ay nako you bring that dog outside right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[sir ben] Try to solve it mentally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[sir vilo] Come here, iha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[sir macky] Kung may tools lang ako, mailalabas ko yang dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[sir daddy] Ako bahala, kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[ms aguilar] Eureka! Eureka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[ngalbu] ehehehehe *laglag pustiso*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[still unknown guy] *walks along an avenue* *hears a commotion from the second floor of a high school he passed by* Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[bogo] Hay naku, akin na. *takes dog from Sir Daddy* Ako na bahala rito, maliwanag? *brings dog to his car and is on the way to the nearest dog pound*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[still unknown guy]  *peers into the gate and sees a car approaching*&lt;br /&gt;[bogo]  *opens window* Um, may kailangan ka ba? Hmm. Gusto mo ba ng aso?&lt;br /&gt;[still unknown guy] Hindi naman po pero pwede rin.&lt;br /&gt;[bogo] Sige sa'yo na 'to. Wag mo nang ibalik sakin ah, naintindihan mo ba?&lt;br /&gt;[still unknown guy] Eh, sige po. *takes Ezra*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-428255644694904534?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/feeds/428255644694904534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505746577143600017&amp;postID=428255644694904534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/428255644694904534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/428255644694904534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/05/whoo-second-post.html' title='Ezra (whoo second post)'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-505746577143600017.post-7589959888845958978</id><published>2007-05-26T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T14:54:20.907+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amnesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='palawan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andrew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mark'/><title type='text'>Palawan (whoo first post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] *wakes up* yay *finds himself in the middle of the jungle* Where am I? *walks around*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] *is sunbathing at a beach in Palawan* *lies down on the sand beside some trees*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] *wanders around**finds andrew on the beach**gets excited at the thought of being saved from the jungles of Palawan at last* Hey, Andr...! *trips over andrew's shoe, which had been thrown somewhere by the trees**gets amnesia* Oh, hello. Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Mark! *gets up* It's good to see you again! *hugs Mark* Me and Sandy missed you!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*push* Hey, get your hands off me, stranger whom I just met five seconds ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] What? It's me, Andrew! Remember? We've been to UK and Scotland and Japan.. And don't you remember Sandy? You were the one who found her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] I don't remember anything at all... Except something about Dr Bruce from Nestle, who ever that is. Oh please help me remember who I am. *clings to andrew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] I think I know what to do! Remember Nix and Jill and Leena and, er, all those witches? They probably know something that can help you, only I don't know where they are. Last I heard Nix was at Vegas.. *blabbers*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] *wanders into the vicinity**absentmindedly reads a piece of paper* Hello, my name is Jack, I will be your tourguide for this morni... Andrew? Mark?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] Look, friend, a tourguide! *hugs jack*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Jack? You're a tour guide? Thought you were a star at That Shows All?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] What? No, I was a star at All That, but I thought I had been in UK and Scotland and Japan with you guys but for some reason I woke up in an old man's fishing boat over there. So I got a job as a tour guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] So you have no idea where Jill and Michael are? All I can remember is me going home all alone and me deciding to have a vacation here with Sandy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] Should we go find them? What's wrong with Mark?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] Who's Mark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] You are. *to Jack* You see, he doesn't remember me and Sandy. Maybe he remembers you! *points*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] I told you, I have amnesia. I think I tripped and hit my head. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] Well, how do we find them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] I don't know where they are, but I know Nix is in Vegas. *nods*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jack] How did you know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] She told me after I lost to her at poker. She now has my skateboard since that was the only thing I brought with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] Then how do we get there? We're all Muggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Hey! You're forgetting I have powers, too! But I can't bring you all. And I'm supposed to be enjoying my vacation!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] Fine! I'll take Mark and go find a way to get to Vegas to figure out how to fix Mark's brain! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] But..but..but.. You'll leave me? *gets all sad*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[jack] But you said you wanted to enjoy your vacation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] But going to be Vegas could still be part of my vacation. I just don't want to think too much about how to get there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] Then let's just use this portkey *produces an empty bottle of Vodka Cruiser*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] Where did you get that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] I don't remember.  It was in my pocket when I forgot everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[jack] How did you know it's a portkey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;[mark] What's a portkey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[andrew] Goodie! Now we hold hands....wait! *grabs a handful of sand* We musn't forget Sandy. Let's go! *holds on*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/505746577143600017-7589959888845958978?l=voicelessrp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/feeds/7589959888845958978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=505746577143600017&amp;postID=7589959888845958978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7589959888845958978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/505746577143600017/posts/default/7589959888845958978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voicelessrp.blogspot.com/2007/05/whoo-first-post.html' title='Palawan (whoo first post)'/><author><name>The Voiceless</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10659508654270136650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
