Oktober 10., 2005

Tags: fanfic for a fanart, fic, needs a beta, needs proper formatting Subject: All cats are grey in the night but one. Time: 02:37 pm

http://www.deviantart.com/view/23866279/ (deviation by rubyd). Disclaimer: Rough blurb, only fleetingly checked and worked out (for I acutely lack the time to do so). I shouldn't even have done it, but I fled from studying.... ><; My apologies for the inaccuracies in spelling/grammar/characterizations and overall draft~iness, and for all mental pain that reading might cause you. ._. ( ''Your gown is slipping,'' the irishman remarked casually, not bothering to look up from where he was entertaining himself, poking at the colourful adorned cast,  )

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Juni 21., 2005

Aktuelle Stimmung: enraged Subject: *screams* Time: 09:53 pm Aktuelle Musik: *...nagi's mental yelling revolving about hentai gaijins...*

Something's going on. I know that I had exactly half a Godiva bar left, but now there's only ONE FUCKING TINY PIECE! It wasn't Nagi... smelled the sneaky kid's breath and no trace of chocolate. *rubs head* Mental note to self: teenagers in puberty get jumpy when approached silently. As if I'd ever stick my tongue down his throat, I'm not a fucking pedophile... Fuck //stop yelling already you self centered idiot! I TOLD you I was most definitely NOT making a move on you!... Ja, sicher! In your dreams! What, nightmares?! I am very wanted thankyouverymuch but of course you wouldn't know to appreciate that... Stop it. My. backside. is. firm. In contrary to a certain someone, other members of this team actually do physical labour when working!// Sexual harrassment, my ass! Bah, I even checked on Farfarello, but it wasn't chocolate after all... but these old blood smears look damn convincing once they're dried. Who's doing the washing anyway? I could have caught whoknowswhat from it, irish lunacy or something. *shudders in disgust* Who could have known I hid it in my underwear drawer? And been clever enough to rearrange the dust layers? Wer zum Teufel war das?!! I should call Crawford... bet he's seen it before. But no, haha, let the telepath find out by himself - thank you Brad. Just great. *grinds teeth*

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April 12., 2005

Subject: WTF Time: 09:00 pm

So. I'm on Nagi's laptop now. He's on a mission with Crawford. I don't really understand why he's so eager to go, there's nothing to kill tonight. Just a boring cocktail party at some politician's house. I don't get it. Farfarello has managed to catch a bug that's going around, and his sniffling is driving me crazy! I swear even his thoughts sound nasal and sniffly! //...SHUDDUP FOR FUCK'S SAKE I'M TRYING TO READ SOMETHING!!// Fuck! Damn. This is ridiculous. That brat has a childsaver! On Schwarz' work computer?! WTF Where is my porn?!!! ;_; Che, I'm going to make myself a hot chocolate. I wonder if we still have that 75 % bar... and cream. Ja, cream would be good. With chocolate sprinkles. I could just spend the evening in the bath, chocolate and all *grins mischiviously* ...Scheiße! Where.. what is this annoying pop-up window? Why does it have to be tiny white print on black... "Zone Alarm reports one attempted unidentified access at 21.00"? ... ... ::beep:: Verdammt!! ::beep:: ::beepbeepbeep:: ... He'll kill me. I can't delete the activity log, it's asking for a pass... ! Nagi'll find out I used his computer. He knows I can't work this program, brat possibly set it up to catch me red handed... Mist, Mist, Mist!! I'll just say it was Farf. Ja! Das wird funktionieren! Better go now... who knows what other booby traps that little rat layed out. He's too smart for his age, he should have better things to do than spoiling my fun! Fuck. So that was what Crawford meant when he said I shouldn't go online today... I thought he was just trying to be extra clever... Scheiße...

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Februar 27., 2005

Aktuelle Stimmung: pleased Subject: [scene: a visitor] Time: 02:46 pm Aktuelle Musik: :: background buzz ::

:: 12:50. He enters </a></b></a>miki_shinichiro's dorm. A girl is sniffling unhappily. He sighs and makes his presence known :: "Oh, kleines Fräuein, what are you doing?" A thin eyebrow arches questioningly, along with a slightly amused hint of a smirk, that quirk the corners of the mouth upwards. "Na, let me have a look, hm?" He sits down on the bed, pulling you down, giving you a mysterious smile. "You know, I've gotten quite good at this -", he leans in, cool fingers thoroughly and expertly inspecting the lump on your head, "- Farf keeps me practising them often enough... " he trails off, satisfied to find nothing serious and leans back, brushing some astray bangs out of his face, giving you a radiant smile. "You really shouldn't do this, you know? Although, if you're after the pain - some people like that after all", he chuckles at your offended expression, "oh well, maybe not you then. Oh, don't give me that look, doll", the mattress shifts when his weight finally disappears. He stands and looks down at you, smirking. Then he stretches his arms out over his head, like a lazy cat on a sunny afternoon, until he hears his spine pop. With a contented sigh, he crouches down besides the bed, propping the elbows on the mattress and resting his chin on his hands. "Better lie down for a bit and take a nap, Kleines", he brushes a few hairs from your forehead with a surprising gentleness, "I can stay a bit if you want me to, ja?" Then he quickly adds, "Not that I have to do anything right now, anyway! Here, you better take some painkillers before that. Else you'll feel like shit when you wake up.", he states dryly. Playing absentmindedly with a little plushy giraffe, he waits for you to settle down,"How are you, little Mikkun? Oh, I know your name, see, your little lady thinks about you all the time. What are you saying, you've told her not to be so silly at all times? No, of course she doesn't listen to you, you're just a stuffed animal. Cute and cuddly, but not the most talkative.", he finally states, putting the giraffe down on the bed besides you and turning to look at you intensely. He then reaches out to pet your hair "Rest", he says, and then he says nothing more. He watches you for a bit, blue eyes finally sliding shut, dozing mindlessly. When he knows you've fallen asleep, he gets up, pulling the covers over you. He leaves and shuts the door silently, not before helping himself to some of your chocolate. The one clean hand stuffed in his pocket, he wanders away pleased with himself, smirking, slowly and enjoyably licking the remains of the chocolate off his fingers.

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Januar 27., 2005

Aktuelle Stimmung: bouncy Subject: Crawford is ba~ack! Time: 10:14 pm Aktuelle Musik: lalallalalalaaaaaa

AND he brought me a PRESENT! Verdammt, he knows me so well. Bless the smug bastard's fine sense of humor!!! Oh, I feel so loved (not that I'll ever let him know), it's perfect! XDDDD That totally outweighs that he didn't bring any chocolate! I must go and show it off to the kittens next time we meet. I want to see the look on Kudo's face. Nah - but when I think about it, he wouldn't understand it anyway - keine Perlen vor die Säue werfen, I say. It can be my new cuddly lazy-weekend Tee! :D Have a look, come on, check it out, check it out! Now I almost feel sorry for spiking his cookie. Almost. *smirk*

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Aktuelle Stimmung: accomplished Subject: I made "special" cookies Time: 01:02 pm Aktuelle Musik: :: dim mental background noise ::

Took an extra effort to bait Nagi properly. I'm sure he'll fall for it :3 I feel so smart >:D I'm sure this will lift the mood. I wonder who'll get higher -my vote is on the chibi. *wicked laughter* Ja. Crawford's coming back too.

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Januar 25., 2005

Aktuelle Stimmung: weak Subject: TODAY? MY ASS! Time: 10:00 pm Aktuelle Musik: ..der::spoons in blender::spoons in blender::spoons in ble..

I HAVE A FUCKING HEADACHE !!!! FARFARELLO ATE ALL MY VICODIN IHATEHIM Edit@22:50: nagi was out und er hat mir neue vicodintablettengebracht how nice fo him mmhhh im really sleepynow nomorevoices so schön...

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Januar 24., 2005

Aktuelle Stimmung: cranky Time: 12:31 pm Aktuelle Musik: ...whine...whine...Farf laughin his ass off...more whining..

I'm not happy. Farf offered to make dinner - how could that not wake my suspicion? - and lets just say, I have no more socks to wear. Just now I'm wearing Crawfords'. They are anthrazit coloured. They are too tight on the top. They are too big! And they have his monogram embroided. That sucks. I miss my cuddle socks ;_; they were baby pink, and they stayed soft even after washing them, and... damn. I'm not happy!!! And stop whining Nagi!! It was just CD's! Gott, how can he be so selfish! Bah. I should go back to that little mistress who I cadged the chocolate from last week. If theres been some then, there might be more.

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Januar 19., 2005

Subject: Things you never want to see Time: 04:46 pm

include our resident irish psycho boy wearing nothing but a black thong and cowboy boots while singing Anastacia's songs. Believe me.

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Aktuelle Stimmung: high spirited Subject: hallo? I'm bored Time: 12:35 am Aktuelle Musik: *sauntering off... summoning Farf to join the show*

Laaaangweilig. Crawford's gone for the week, to do "some business" as he calls it. Ch' he's probably just taking the chance to get out and boink some slut in a dirndl on out-of-pocket expense. I bet he forgets to bring me the swiss chocolate. FUCK the stuff they sell here. The japs just don't appreciate the good stuff :( ... Mmmh, some Vollmilch would be nice now... oh, ich weiß!!! Kinderschokolade, nein, ein Überraschungsei - when have I had one last? I can't even remeeeembeeeeer!!!!! Even if it'd just be one with a crappy puzzle instead of a spaceship in it... Why's no one giving me what I need? Verdammt, he knows my metabolism runs on sugar and all I get is that shit! He'll be so sorry I want the good stuff!! Telepathy is WORK! - hey, Nagikins just came back, and ::scans:: Ja! he got it!! :))) At least we can play UNLIMITED with the karaoke now. "Mr.SpoilAllFun" is not here, ha ha!!! Now, if i could just remember where I put my lucky Snoopy-shirt... we'll have to leave now to do some assassinations. Bad ass stuff. You don't want to know.

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Januar 11., 2005

Aktuelle Stimmung: pissed off Subject: Erster Eintrag Time: 01:35 am Aktuelle Musik: ..shiny knives...crack that code and...stay out of my head..

Nagikins said I'd be too stupid to make my own Journal. I'm not, see? I admit it took me... long. Ja, that's accurate. I wouldn't lie to you, you know? . . . how boring. this is not fun. Nagi said it's fun to have a Journal. Scheiße! I don't think I'll come back.

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