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[ May 20th, 2008 | 8:15pm ] |
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My journal seems to be malfunctioning, which does not surprise me in the least. The Containment Spell I incorporated last night was rather strong, and I believe this little book was caught in the cross fire of the chained Magic.
Other than an excessive clean up, I would say the experiment was a success. At least I know there is something I can rely on when I am feeling...less than humanmyself.
Minerva, I would like to apologize publicly for the damage I did to your home. It was unforeseen backlashes, though your structure has been strengthened by me as a way of repayment.
{Private to Death Eaters - or, rather, those still wishing to remain loyal to the Cause.}
I am well. McGonagall told me that a few of you have asked about my health. How kind of you. However, whatever the gods did to me (for I cannot recall the full extent of the punishment) is nothing compared to what I did to myself in life.
I will not be free of this woman for awhile yet. I am not complaining. She is extremely un-Dumbledore-like. I am rather surprised.
I may have a new ally.
{/}
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[ May 16th, 2008 | 5:58pm ] |
Where the...
I suppose the punishment is complete?
It is a shame I was unconscious for most of it.
I think I recognize this place...
I can't be for certain about anything.
How much time has passed? And why is there water in my lungs?
[ink smudge]
If anyone would care to enlighten me as to what has passed, I would be grateful.
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[ May 3rd, 2008 | 10:46pm ] |
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Outside - Staind |
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{Warded Private}
I feel like I should care more than I do, but relying on others has never been my strong suit. They are not suitable opponents even in their anger. I really don't feel the need to pay them any mind. Let them vent and rail. Let them curse my name to the gods if that makes them feel better. I am little more than a ghost. I was never much more. It was rather silly of them to assume better of me.
Popularity is fleeting. Let another have it. It means nothing. People only love you for as long as you can provide for them.
Look at me. Love. How sentimental I have become in my loneliness! If only I could scoff at myself - for, truly, that is what I deserve for such a thought.
For some love might mean something. For some it might be inherent; but not for me. I have never tasted it or felt it for anyone. Yet she feels it for me?
It's funny that I have my immortality at last in a place like this. I shouldn't have wished for it. I should, instead, have wished for...
I don't know.
Everything tastes bitter in my mouth here. It's as if I am slowly decaying into nothing.
Perhaps I am.
One day I will shudder and collapse in a wide sweep of ashes. Would that be fitting enough to stop their belly aching?
They would still curse my name, expect more than I am willing to give. They would still think they understand me like no other.
When in reality...
They don't know me at all.
If they knew me, they would taste the bitterness too.
{/}
{Private to Minerva}
It has been a long few days. Are you well?
{/}
{Private to Dumbledore}
Is it possible to die here as well?
{/}
You will hear no apology from me. Do not expect one.
( OOC lyrics - )
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[ April 29th, 2008 | 8:53pm ] |
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{Private to the Potters.}
Care to haggle?
I can bring him back and in one piece. That depends on how much you want it and how fast you are willing to take action, of course.
{/}
{Private to All Death Eaters (Excluding the Malfoys.)}
Would you like to play with him?
{/}
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[ April 21st, 2008 | 7:40pm ] |
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{Private to Bella and Walden.}
I am on my way to see you, Walden. I am fully prepared to remain by your side until you heal.
And, Bella, if you could find it within yourself to be present as well - I would be grateful.
{/}
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[ April 9th, 2008 | 1:56pm ] |
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Following This.
{Private to Harry.}
I imagine you would understand this better than anyone. I have faced Him, and managed to suppress him for the time being. I sacrificed a great deal of my Magic and strength to do so, but I believe it was a worthy expenditure.
I am certain your son has spoken to you of his affections, and I assure you that I will not harm him. I like having him here with me. To think that such a wizard came from you is rather astounding, but there was a time that we might have been friends.
Time was simply against us.
For now, I urge you to enjoy your family, and let yourself be calmed by this place.
{/}
{Private to Albus and Minerva.}
I am the victor.
Sleep is...needed...
I will contact you both when I am...whole.
{/}
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[ April 1st, 2008 | 8:56pm ] |
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{Privacy Hex Reinforced Multiple Times.}
I fear I have wrecked quite a few people's days, and given them restless nights. They deserve no less for sweeping the past under the carpet. It still matters. It will always matter. The being you were before your death is the same you will be in the Afterlife. Death does not change personalities eternally.
My Death Eaters have not seen my ire yet.
Severus in particular has yet to be addressed. His betrayal shall be forever marked down as the greatest a man can commit against his once Master. I do not trust anyone after his ploy.
Bellatrix, on the other hand, seems to be testing her...talents...with other powerful wizards. I am not surprised. Such is her nature.
Lucius... Mm, Lucius. I have an inkling as to what waters he has been wading into. It is a shame that a predator such as myself should be the one to inadvertently pull him off of his new throne. He too deserves no less than a chilling splash of reality.
I am ever faithful, My Lord!
What lies. There is not a faithful one amongst them.
I shall let them stew in their own filth for awhile.
And then, it begins again.
{/}
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[ March 31st, 2008 | 1:22pm ] |
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McGonagall, I desire a word with you.
{Private to Lord Slytherin, Lucius Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange.}
My power has returned, and yet I feel no need to exercise it.
Give me my name again.
Who am I?
{/}
{Private to Harry Potter, James Potter, Lily Potter, Charlus Potter, Sirius Black, Walburga Black and Remus Lupin.}
Greetings.
We should meet.
{/}
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[ March 21st, 2008 | 8:45pm ] |
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{Private.}
She is gone. I have traversed to her home, and I found it empty. Perhaps this is for the best. I lived my entire life without knowing my mother. I cannot foresee what a connection to her would accomplish.
It is not callous to say that she did her duty and then passed on - for that is the truth.
Farewell, Mother. I wish you happiness wherever you have traveled.
{/}
I have become busy.
Theodore "Pup" Lupin, is your offer still good? I do hope it hasn't soured over time. I could use an extra set of eyes and ears.
Lucius and Bellatrix? I have a request to make of both of you.
{Private to Minerva.}
I miss you.
{/}
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[ March 3rd, 2008 | 4:17pm ] |
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[Private to McGonagall]
A day as a cat?
Try a day as a snake.
(Granted, not that I particularly minded.)
Are you faring better?
[/]
[Warded with the Strongest Privacy Charms Possible.]
Each day that passes without him whispering into my ear is a blessing. I have lived for far too long under his control, and it is nice to see one of my desires fulfilled.
No one could understand what it is like to be a prisoner in your own body. I do not look for sympathy or fellow feeling from anyone.
As my departed Dark Lord would say - that fellow feeling is a weakness.
Perhaps it is, but weaknesses are what makes one human.
I let that part of me fade long ago.
Or have I?
[/]
[Private to Salazar Slytherin]
Ancestor, I am healing. I apologize for falling out of contact. This is a new state for me, and I am unsure what my capabilities are.
Once I understand myself, I will seek your guidance.
[/]
How does one test their limitations without falling over the edge?
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[ February 26th, 2008 | 7:20pm ] |
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[Private to Lord Slytherin]
The gods have instructed me to seek aide from you. It is highly rude of me to ask it of you since we have never met, yet I am left with no choice.
That Mark you, no doubt, saw in the sky was mine.
I have hurt many people over the course of my life and afterlife.
There has to be an end to everything.
I have long since run out of time, and I ask your assistance, Ancestor.
I understand if you reject my request, but...
There is no one else to turn to.
[/]
He is gone. Breathe, Atlantis.
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[ February 25th, 2008 | 11:38am ] |
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I can't recall where I was yesterday.
Strange.
[Different handwriting entirely...]
Bella.
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[ February 16th, 2008 | 9:23pm ] |
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[Crooked and unsteady handwriting...]
Very funny.
Leave me alone.
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| 1 - Past Entry |
[ February 7th, 2008 | 10:39am ] |
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[Written as Tom is channeling another piece of himself... Past deeds unveiled.]
November 2nd, 1944
I found the entrance at last. The texts were wrong. They speculated that it was in the Dungeons somewhere. I know better now.
Though, why Slytherin would hide it in a bathroom is incomprehensible to me. Still, Parseltongue unlocks it. I went down there early this morning.
She is down there. I awoke her, and she spoke to me. I have never met such a wise, powerful serpent before; but she has certainly had the time gain knowledge in her deep slumber.
Basilisks really are spectacular serpents. I can see why he chose one to guard the values that matter. I will be setting her free after dinner this evening. Let these ignorant, ill bred fools taste their mortality at last. I have had enough of their wild banter.
A Mudblood is a Mudblood. There is nothing special about them other than their belief that they belong here. Poor children - they are sadly mistaken.
I really am giving them a nice death. One should bow before a Basilisk; and that is precisely what they will be doing once they are Petrified by her fiery gaze.
Call this vengeance for pains ignored.
I can see Dumbledore approaching me now.
"Tom, we will have to shut down the School... Do you know anything at all about these occurrences?"
No, Professor. Nothing at all. I thought you would know better than to question a Prefect soon to be Head Boy? Silly of you, really.
"Hogwarts can't withstand this onslaught of student fatalities."
What a shame. Why not hand over the reins to someone who can Master her...intricacies? I would be ever so willing to learn, Headmaster Dippet.
It's only a matter of time.
Ah...
Dinner time.
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[ February 5th, 2008 | 12:45pm ] |
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[Note to Gods - Pluto in particular because Tom halfway liked him.]
When can I be big ahgan?
I can't reech anytheng.
[/]
I can't do anytheng. I keep falleng asleep.
Can I hav a change now?
[Added Later...]
I don't like Harry. I like Albus.
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[ February 1st, 2008 | 9:16pm ] |
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[Written at Gellert's Home.]
Why am I 6? I don't want to be 6!
I can't control anytheng!
Why'd this happun?
I don't wanna be here! I wanna go home!
Where's home?
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[ February 1st, 2008 | 5:31pm ] |
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So this is what the gods have devised? I don't think they know what they have brought onto their "hero" (if he is indeed seen here as he was in life). I am not adverse to being in his company. After all, the contact does not pain me. He is the one who suffers.
The idea of either Remus Lupin or, laughably, Draco Malfoy mediating our meeting is ludicrous. What could they possibly do if Harry or my temper ran high?
I know what Draco would do. His cowardice is monumental, and I am sad that he bears my Mark.
Remus, on the other hand, is a wild card. I know the manner in which he died (dueling, at least), and from what I can tell he is like his Gryffindor compatriots. No threat whatsoever.
So, yes. Please give me your best, deities. I look forward to coping with what you set before me.
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| Note to Charlus Potter |
[ January 27th, 2008 | 11:01am ] |
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( NOTE- )
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[ January 22nd, 2008 | 9:15pm ] |
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Is it true that Harry is coming to see me?
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[ January 1st, 2008 | 1:42pm ] |
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Creeping In My Soul - Christine Lorentzen |
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[Private]
Surely they jest? Gods? I have a feeling that they are merely powerful wizards.
Regardless, I can't complain too much. This Roman Manor is suitable to me and well equipped for my needs.
Is there time enough to explore, I wonder?
Others are here as well. Whether they are friends or foes will be told soon enough.
[/]
Strange that my youthful body has been restored to me. Has anyone else experienced this same phenomena?
How rude of me. I should have introduced myself. My name is Tom Marvolo Riddle, and I have recently awoken in the most Romanesque of Manors. I cannot complain in the least about the situation.
Is everyone well?
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