Even the wrong words seem to rhyme

Out of the doubt that fills my mind

栩堂 風疾, Kudou Kazahaya

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May 7th, 2012

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[The journal will start recording what sounds like some sniffles and coughing as well as Kazahaya muttering about how he obviously needed to catch a cold. Then there's a yelp and the journal falls down, starting videotaping as well to see how some groceries and Kazahaya also fell down]

Hey! Watch it!

[With a grumble, Kaza picks up his things into the bag and then, to stand up, moves to lean a hand against the building... and just then everyone watching the video can catch a close up of Kaza's face. From looking normal suddenly he looks very pale and kind of in pain, eyes open wide before he sort of crumbles back down on the floor.]

April 10th, 2012

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[Kaza has been busy going through the islands searching for a job with no luck so far. Near dusk, as he's coming back towards the hotels, however, his journal starts recording a conversation with one of the Kisekians who is insisting how Kazahaya would be perfect for a job.

You probably don't get to hear what kind of job because of Kazahaya's scream]

I AM NOT GOING TO DO THAT KIND OF--

[Then you all may hear how the Kisekian says it's a one time thing, it's so very important, and how he'll pay well, giving a kind of large sum of money]

... I'm sorry how much did you say it was.

[Yes, you all heard that. Kazahaya certainly did]

...

[There's nothing for a while after that, until the dear diary-chan starts recording again, this time with a video, as a furiously red Kazahaya finishes fixing a long brown wig on a mirror, wearing something like this]

... it's really not enough money.

April 6th, 2012

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[There's an audio as a very loud moron tries, once again, to explain to the people at the Welcome Center why he can't, just CAN'T be in Miracle Country, very much ignoring that the last time it didn't help at all]

-- I was in the middle of something! My boss is going to kill me or, worse, he won't pay me! Seriously, can't you wait to kidnap me until it's DONE and I have my money.

Ladies. DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA THE KIND OF MONEY YOU ARE COSTING ME?!

[There are the polite voices saying how sorry they are but how he should try writing on his journal and to please have a very nice day]

ARGH. THIS PLACE IS SO FRUSTRATING.

[But yes, the next part is actually written. Very grumpily written, I may add, but written]

Hi. Still Kazahaya Kudou. Once again jobless, THANK YOU VERY MUCH MIRACLE COUNTRY. Whoever still is here, I'll see you at the hotel, I guess?

Crap.

August 2nd, 2011

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[Accidental video]

[The journal thuds open to the floor with a bunch of groceries as Kazahaya bends over, arms crossed around his middle, making a low sound as if he was in serious pain.

There's a flash of gold as he gasps, opening his eyes for a moment, but then he's too busy being in pain to keep his eyes open]




[[Kaza is, well. Hungry. If you run into him, he WILL try to feed from you, just so you know.]]

June 27th, 2011

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[Here is a very wild, very rare NON accidental post]

I've got a job! A grocery store was asking for help, so I asked and I got it! I'm starting tomorrow! Aha! Finally things are starting to look up!

[Of course, Kaza's life being Kaza's life, that is exactly when he gets hit by the Crossdressing event.

And that's when the audio kicks in]

WHAT THE HELL?!

June 12th, 2011

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[Accidental audio]

[Kaza wakes up a little disoriented, his room way too dark for his tastes. He tries to turn the lamp besides his bed, then mumbling about buying a new lightbulb as he moves to stand up, reaching for the curtains to open them so he won't just stub his toes everywhere only... it doesn't help]

... wasn't there a half moon tonight?

[And more worrysome]

Where are the stars?

May 25th, 2011

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[Accidental Video]

[Kazahaya's journal decides to kick in as he is, very angrily, putting on his shirt. Some stray murmurs that sound a lot like 'asshole' 'pervert' and 'idiot' are thrown here and there as he keeps on - angrily! - putting on his shoes, stubbing his toes against one of the desk's legs, yelping at that and barely resisting the urge to kick the desk, this time on purpose]

ARGH! ENOUGH! I need a job!

[So he - still very angrily! - snatches dear diary-chan without even noticing that it's recording, and then the video shifts to an audio as Kazahaya walks towards the door opens it and, of course, slams it closed.]

May 8th, 2011

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[Have an acidental audio of someone mid-rant.

Mid-very-loud-rant, I should say]


--rude! And condescending! A-and an jerk! AND A PERVERT!

GAAAAH! I DON'T GET IT! HOW CAN PEOPLE LIKE THAT ASSHOLE?!

April 12th, 2011

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[Accidental audio]

[So many of you probably have gotten used to the sounds of the Welcome Center and the generic explanations the ladies give there. So then, the entry starts right in the middle of it, something about 'writing your questions']

-- what?! No, no, see, the only question is how can I go back! I'm REALLY not supposed to be here! Kakei-san is going to duck my pay if he finds out I just left the store like that! Just tell me how I can go back!

[Blahblahblah generic 'just write your questions! ♥']

-- okay, didn't you hear?! I DON'T HAVE ANY QUESTIONS! Okay, sure, fine, I have one: HOW CAN I GO BACK?! Or even, 'HOW THE HELL DID I END UP HERE!' I wasn't doing anything weird! For once! Rikuou wasn't even there! For once it was peaceful and nice and I didn't have to deal with him! And suddenly I just appeared here!

[Blahblahblah Miracle Country, people here, "just write your questions! ♥"]

GAAAAAAAAAH! CAN'T YOU SAY ANYTHING ELSE AT ALL?!

[Aaaand yup. Nothing is written.]

[[IC EDIT GOES HERE:]]

So, uh. I'm Kudou Kazahaya. I was told I was here before, but I don't remember that at all so... uh. It's nice to meet you, I guess...
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