HISTORY IS MUCH LIKE AN ENDLESS WALTZ...

43 | VOICE ENTRY.

Thu, 12 Mar 2009 05:16:52 GMT

...cards? How did these come to be in my position?

Quatre? Both of you. Duos, as well. My double. All of you. Tell me what's going on here. The sky... We need to stick together! Something must be done. Any of you got a plan?

32 | VOICE ENTRY.

Sun, 08 Mar 2009 08:50:46 GMT

[ a soft groan ]

It feels as if I've been asleep for days...

I don't understand how I could have missed so much.

31 | TEXT ENTRY.

Sun, 08 Feb 2009 12:38:04 GMT

I must...move? It seems that is the case. This place is not home, but I have been in Vri-Pente since I arrived in the compound nearly a year ago. It has been as much of a home to me as any place within this prison could and it saddens me to learn that it must be abandoned, but I suppose it must be done. The Warden would not request such a thing of us without reason. ~~at least, i like to believe it is such~~ I shall busy myself with the packing of my things.

30 | TEXT ENTRY.

Tue, 20 Jan 2009 03:45:58 GMT

I grow tired of this madness.

All of it.

29 | TEXT ENTRY.

Tue, 06 Jan 2009 12:34:53 GMT

I didn't get a chance to say so earlier, but thank you for the gifts - all of you who sent something to me. They were all wonderful and extremely thoughtful and I appreciate both them and your friendships. It's unfortunate that we must spend such holidays in this place, but at least we are not without our friends who in many ways are more like family than those you share blood with. I know that is the case for me, as I'm not as close as most would think to the family I've got left.

~~i wonder how he is now that he's gone from this place...~~

This is belated, yes, but I do hope this new year proves to be better than the last.

[ SCREENED TO WUFEI || UNHACKABLE ]

I owe you an apology for my actions in the week before. I was acting out of character in ways I shouldn't have and for reasons I, at the time, did not understand. I wasn't entirely aware of what I was doing or saying and I know now that it was thanks to the meddling of one of the residents. Such a thing's happened to me before, though not in...that way, and while I understand that I was compelled to do and say things that I normally would not thanks to forces that were out of my control, I cannot help but feel embarrassed for doing so. I am truly sorry and I wish I could promise that such a thing won't happen again, but in this place...there's no telling what could happen next.

[ / SCREENED || UNHACKABLE ]

28 | TEXT ENTRY.

Wed, 31 Dec 2008 23:41:59 GMT

The new year is almost here... Those other months that I've been here, they've gone by faster than I thought they would. It's hard to believe it's over, that a new period here is just about to begin.

( 27 )

Mon, 22 Dec 2008 10:19:42 GMT

I beg your pardon, but whatever was delivered to Vri-Pente to Miss Maria and myself was mistakenly addressed to the wrong people. No one I know of would present me with such a thing.

( 26 )

Sat, 29 Nov 2008 15:52:25 GMT

To think that, for me at least, the two year anniversary of the Eve War's end is nearly here. It doesn't really feel like it's been that long.

( 25 )

Mon, 03 Nov 2008 03:41:25 GMT

[ SCREENED TO ALIGOTÉ, UNHACKABLE ]

If you could, Mister Aligoté, would you pass this message along to Jing? It would be most appreciated. Thank you.

Communication with the Indigeo seems to be taking everyone around in circles, as it seems it's responding with the same series of answers no matter what question is asked of it. Perhaps we should try other means of trying to reach it.

[ / SCREENED, UNHACKABLE ]

( 25 )

Fri, 31 Oct 2008 04:18:44 GMT

Finally, I've found it again!

I apologize to those who may have been trying to get in contact with me over the comms, but I accidentally misplaced my PDA while rearranging the apartment that I share with Miss Maria with some of the things acquired and left behind by Mister Crowley when he vanished. I feel rather silly about it, having left it in the most obvious place. Hrm.

Miss Maria, Mister Jing? Is there anything at all I can help with in your efforts for the compound?

( 24 )

Sat, 18 Oct 2008 03:45:46 GMT

Oh, thank God...

√ twenty-three . . .

Tue, 14 Oct 2008 11:22:28 GMT

All this chaos...I'm unsure of what to make of it.

Heero is gone. So is my brother. I'm upset by this, yet not at the same time. I'm...used to them leaving without warning and strangely enough, Heero vanishing without a word to anyone, despite it being beyond his control, is comforting. In a sense. It's something he would have done by now and has done countless times before, prior to this place. My brother...I didn't really know and didn't get much of a chance to know. We were never close and due to having been separated after our parents' murders and the fall of our kingdom and my having not been aware of his existence until I was fifteen. I'm disappointed that he's gone, that I didn't have more time to spend with him and learn more about him, but I'm not as hurt by it as would be expected of a sibling.

I have a new roommate to replace Mister Crowley. Miss Maria is most pleasant and I look forward to getting to know her better. ~~the company is quite welcomed~~

And, Duo Maxwell? The short-haired one. I am not amused by your antics. At all. I demand you come and remove that...thing at once! Do not try and deny your involvement, for I know it was in your apartment before! I fail to see how you thought such a thing would be funny.

√ twenty-two . . .

Tue, 23 Sep 2008 17:13:32 GMT

♪ Please, please, please, no more melodies
They lack impact, they're petty, they've been made up already
Please, please, please, no more maladies
I'm so tired of crying, you'd think I was a siren
But me and everybody's on the sad same team
And you can hear our sad brain screaming

Give us something familiar, something similar
To what we know already, that will keep us steady
Steady going nowhere

Please, please, please, no apologies
At best they buy you time until you next step out of line
Please, please, please, no more remedies
My method is uncertain, it's a mess but it's working
And maybe if wanna you try it out
You won't like it when you're crying out

Give us something familiar, something similar
To what we know already, that will keep us steady
Steady, steady, steady going nowhere

Please, please, please, no more melodies
They lack impact, they're petty, they've been made up already
Please, please, please, no more maladies
I'm so tired of crying, you'd think I was a siren
But me and everybody's on the sad same team
And you can hear our sad brain screaming

Give us something familiar, something similar
To what we know already, that will keep us steady
Steady, steady, steady going nowhere

√ twenty-one . . .

Mon, 08 Sep 2008 22:05:51 GMT

What is this I'm hearing about a spell that went awry during Miss Belldandy's ball?

√ twenty . . .

Sun, 31 Aug 2008 03:31:16 GMT

I'm starting to think that perhaps Pagan's right. I do need a vacation. Working on this new treaty, along with the many presentations involving the Mars terraformation project and assisting the president, who has made the decision to begin campaigning for re-election, is starting to weigh down on me. I've been awake for the past forty-two hours and cannot give myself the much-needed boost that being able to claim I'm at least halfway done with paperwork would be--for, I'm not. Not even close. It seems that everytime I do get close to getting through it all, more arrives. More and more and more...how much work do these people think I can get done? I'm one person.

One person who should be seeing to the previously mentioned paperwork instead of writing in this blasted thing. I'll have my secretary look into possible vacation times in the morning. Right now, I need to get back to work.

(( ooc: Relena thinks she's back home, busy as ever as the ESUN's beloved Vice Foreign Minister. ))

√ nineteen . . .

Tue, 19 Aug 2008 04:35:35 GMT

It seems my roommate has vanished again. This place makes an unfortunate habit of that. Thankfully, most who vanish are returned unharmed.

√ eighteen . . .

Thu, 14 Aug 2008 09:34:44 GMT

I wish I could make it go away. God knows I've tired to forget and place my attentions elsewhere, but I can't. I shouldn't still feel this way--do I even have a reason to? Holding on to something as silly as a school girl crush that developed out of curiosity and fascination for a boy who washed up on a beach, who tried to kill you and then saved your life so many times... I'm such a fool. It was easier when I didn't know where he was. When he vanished from that hospital after Mariemaia's attempted coup d'état, I thought it was over. That was that. He was gone and those feelings that were constantly tugging at my heart would fade into a dull ache and eventually be nothing. And I could move on with my life.

I was starting to. Until I was brought here for a purpose I've yet to fully understand and I refuse to believe it is simply to be fodder for an alien lifeform I've yet to see proof of. Knowing he's around here and knowing what it's like to be kissed by him makes it so much worse. And knowing that he has someone else isn't making it any easier to let go. Especially since that someone wears my face. I was never anything to him to begin with, but I cannot help but feel like I was...replaced.

And now, it seems, he's gone. Quatre can't feel him anymore. I'd say that maybe I could use the opportunity to make myself forget, but that would be lying to myself, wouldn't it? God help me, Heero. I still care for you and I hate myself because of it.

√ seventeen . . .

Sun, 03 Aug 2008 03:14:21 GMT

Are those...fireworks? They are quite dazzling, I must admit, but I was unaware that such a thing was allowed in compound. I suppose one learns something knew everyday.

Other than that event, I find the compound growing increasingly quiet. I suppose I should be grateful for the lack of chaos, but quite hardly seems like a good thing here, either. It only makes me wonder what could possibly happen next.

( SCREENED TO AU!DUO / UNHACKABLE )

I seem to remember agreeing to some sort of dare.

( / SCREENED )

√ sixteen . . .

Tue, 29 Jul 2008 20:59:55 GMT

I haven't felt this utterly exhausted in quite a long time. Not since I nearly overworked myself shortly after the war and was up for what felt like days, immersed in piles of paperwork. That was nearly a year ago. The only problem wit now is, I haven't exactly done anything worthy of how tired I feel.

Maybe I haven't been sleeping well. That could be it.

[that's right, she's been effected by the OU!Yubel plot]

√ fifteen . . .

Sat, 26 Jul 2008 20:52:18 GMT

[brief voice post, too hungover to think of filtering]

I don't think my head has ever hurt quite this much before.

[slight groan]

Perhaps this will teach me to use a little more discretion next time.

√ fourteen . . .

Wed, 23 Jul 2008 08:03:59 GMT

I am starting to see what everyone meant by odd occurrences being common in this place. If one claimed they'd been turned into their younger self for a week back home, they'd find themselves committed to an insane asylum. Here, it seems as if denying such an event would do the same thing. I am glad to be back to my normal self, though I realized how little I've changed in certain aspects from when I was eleven. Perhaps I grew up a little too fast, but there's no changing that now.

Miss Kaylee's in need of some volunteers to help fix the shelters. I'm helping out myself, but it would be wonderful if she could get some more people to lend a hand with this project. Any help at all would be greatly appreciated. More hands make work easier and go by faster.

√ thirteen . . .

Tue, 15 Jul 2008 19:42:18 GMT

Oh my. It seems I've been turned into a younger version of myself. Thankfully this time I seem to have retained my mind.

Is anyone else affected in such a manner?

√ twelve . . .

Sat, 05 Jul 2008 17:50:18 GMT

I can't believe that I...said all those things and acted the way I did. That wasn't me. I'm not like that.

To those I offended during this past week, I offer my sincerest apologies. It seems that I was affected by something that was out of my control and affecting my ability to properly judge situations, along with my own words and actions. I am ashamed for behaving so rashly.

Milliardo? If it's no inconvenience to you, I would very much like to sit down and talk with you face to face. Perhaps we can use the time we have in this place to get to know one another better. Despite how I might have come across as uncaring in the last week, I desire to know more about my older brother beyond the battlefield, rumors, and what tales Miss Noin has shared with me.

( SCREENED TO HEERO / SEMI-HACKABLE )

I'm sorry I didn't tell you about...what that vampire did. It honestly did not cross my mind when we were conversing before and I brought it up most inappropriately while I was under the influence of whatever caused me to act outside of myself. I should have told you, and I'm sorry that I didn't.

And...thank you. For stopping me from continuing to harass the people here.

√ eleven . . .

Tue, 01 Jul 2008 01:45:34 GMT

Wow. I never realized before just how utterly boring this place is. Talk about a complete snooze-fest. Watching you guys buggin' over being different and confused and angry and whatever has already gotten soooo totally old. YAWN~! Time to change the channel and get over ourselves!

√ ten . . .

Sun, 29 Jun 2008 13:19:24 GMT

Oh my GOD, will you people stop whining for two seconds? Do you have like, the capability? Geez. Talk about turning a bad situation into an overly dramatic episode of the latest daytime soap opera. If you'd quit spazzing about and y'know, pay attention, you'd see this is Econtra. A compound, with war and monsters and magic and crazy people and yadda, yadda, yadda. Oh, and there's vampires. Sporting a nice bite from one if you don't believe and want to see. Tons of fun, right? WRONG.

Now please, shut up and get a clue. Long story short? Here, I'll save you the time and trouble: Can't get home. Can't fight. Can't use your...uh, whatever stupid powers you've got to hurt someone, either. Just the way things are. Don't like them? Well, tough cookies. I'm tired of solving everyone's problems. Solve them yourself.

OOC: Relena's personality has flipped into that of a bitchy valley girl straight out of a 90's teen movie. ...blame me watching Clueless this weekend. Good girl gone bad, if you will.