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August 28, XXXX,
"I have arrived recently from my long term investigation out of the Order. Oddly, everywhere I've been I only see the same redundant events which can be summarize to five simple words."
"Bloodshed."
"Carnage."
"Death."
"Despair."
"Akuma."
*he looks up from his desk as he hears someone calling his attention. scowling deeply, he writes one last sentence before he leaves once again; which ended up being crossed out.*
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((ooc: FFFFF FAIL JOURNAL THERE, I just have less time RPing so just gonna update <333 >u< and Deakyface/Deakuru is just jealous for not being part human *SHOT* ))







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A Bookman has no heart, emotions or friends.
I would like you to avoid being cursed while I'm away. I would also like you to avoid Akuma, hypothermia, zombies, and other causes of bodily harm, seeing as I will not be around to help. Also, it's probably best you stay away from Madarao.
You should also note that your side of the various arguments we've had is wrong. However, I'm interested in reading that counter-thesis you were writing, should you ever complete it.
By the way, don't listen to what Cell Roron says, or Road--as you know, she's a lying Noah.
Oh, and have this cinnamon roll.
((ooc: BYE, DEAK. ;A; I'll forever think fondly of Link and Deak's quasi-philosophical disputes and hatred-based friendship!))
Where are you going, exactly?
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A Bookman has no heart, emotions or friends.
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