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  <updated>2009-12-08T07:55:32Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:entropicage:4753</id>
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    <title>entropicage @ 2009-12-08T02:55:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-08T07:55:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-08T07:55:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A year. Has it really been a year? In that time, what REALLY has changed? About me? About my problems? What have I learned? What have I done? Counting it up, there's a lot less than I would have hoped. Really, there's almost bubkis. I gave myself too many excuses, I let myself sit in self pity for too long, and what's worse is I let myself get complacent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let myself be paralyzed by my own weakness and uncertainty. No more! I'm going to stop avoiding my problems, accept what I have to work with, and make it WORK better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN do this. If not for me, then... for them.&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:entropicage:4405</id>
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    <title>Why is it always Lovecraft?</title>
    <published>2009-08-03T08:00:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-03T08:00:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Why do things&amp;nbsp;have to go exactly the way I figure they will? Just once, really, I'd like to have been wrong about this and would happily accept it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, of COURSE the cult wasn't killing uninvolved persons to distract us from the real plan. No, the city wasn't slowly being brought over into the ocean to prepare for Father Dagon's entry into this world. And NO, Lovecraftian horrors are not following me and setting up residence in this city. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...please? Can this have just all been a bad dream, and when I wake up I find that we have just the same regular everyday issues again. Or at&amp;nbsp;least have them be more managable.&amp;nbsp;The soul... that... it just wasn't right. ISN'T right! No matter how many of those damn altars I find and destroy, I don't feel any better. Charcharidon is still out there, though he CLAIMS that he's not going to make another attempt. The CULTISTS who followed willingly may not be all gone, and if they aren't then they may continue the work regardless. Anyone who would willingly become an ABOMINATION; who knowingly and willingly did a ritual at the cost of someone's soul for no great benefit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, what&amp;nbsp;can I&amp;nbsp;do?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:entropicage:4209</id>
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    <title>Prompt 13 What if I'd never Awoke? (camchar post)</title>
    <published>2009-04-23T16:27:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-23T16:27:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't know why they always have to have the same bad coffee and stale donuts at these things. I swear, I almost chipped a tooth once. Wouldn't even be here except the damn court made me. Not bad enough that my bike got thoroughly trashed and my insurance can only cover a crappy beater that'll take MONTHS to fix up. Work's so not going to give me a raise. And now they're telling me I have to quit drinking, too? What a gyp. People talking about their feelings, crying, hugging... I can't stay here.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;How the hell can this place stay open if it's always closed to the public like this?&amp;quot; I'm looking at the Irish pub from across the street, and the assortment of weird people walking in. Storm looking woman with white hair, freaky club kid, purple leather jacket, pregnant woman (why is she going to a BAR?) Wait... was that guy wearing a top hat? Seriously? Ugh, some real fucking weirdos in this town. I'm gonna try that place down the street instead.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Home again, home again. &amp;quot;Here kitty!&amp;quot; Same as always. Yep... Things just never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No ma'am&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;I'm afraid that there's still no change in your daughter's condition. The trauma was severe, she's lucky to have survived at all. Wherever she is now, well, we can't say for sure if she's coming back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:entropicage:4009</id>
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    <title>Jumping on the bandwagon</title>
    <published>2009-03-05T17:19:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-05T17:19:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been flagging on the IC posts again, and I kinda want to get back in the swing of things, so I'm going to jump in on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With thanks to Trish: First 5 to comment with a topic shall receive posts on their topics from the perspective of Scolex or Aisunmahr. I might do more if there are comments for such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!</content>
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    <title>entropicage @ 2009-02-24T13:14:00</title>
    <published>2009-02-24T18:20:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-24T18:20:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;quot;And how long have you been awakened?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Umm... A few months, I think? I kinda lost time there and I don't remember how long I was there.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Where did you say you were from? You didn't seem to know the area that well.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Avon Park.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Why do you feel the need to lie? I can tell by the way you pause and look to the left.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh... crap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Ugh...</title>
    <published>2008-12-13T06:57:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-13T06:57:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My head feels like I've got a hammer pounding morse code on an anvil with my brain in the middle. What time is it... 11:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Wait... Thursday? What? How did I lose four fucking days? I need to.. ohh ok I need to sit back down for a bit... Head swimming... glasses, there we go. I knew I should have picked up that detox trick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the... Ok, I guess the massive pile of empty bottles might explain a bit of my confusion. Though... it raises the question as to why I'm not in the hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... fed the cat. Hm, fed the cat ham. When did I get ham? Christmas lights on half the windows in one room, torn down from the others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone? No calls, but I've got the saved message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer still open...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Oh, oh fuck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the HELL did I SEND?! And there's responses.... "Well well my little parasitic appendage," &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lord... am I such a fucking child that I resorted to drunkenly calling them out? Am I so fucking USELESS that I can't do ANYTHING about this but whine to people who don't even know what happened? Yes, yes, that's EXACTLY what I did... &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's better that it happened this way... now he won't see all my constant fuck-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to do something about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone, still sitting on the coffee table. The message is still displayed there (no calls, surprise surprise) "the bastards fragged Root"</content>
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    <title>Must... stop... the MEMES! But I can't.</title>
    <published>2008-11-20T21:35:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-20T21:35:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I swear, I'll get back to real posts sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.flarn.com/%7Ewarlock/tarot/winged/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Hermit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Prudence, Caution, Deliberation.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Hermit points to all things hidden, such as knowledge and inspiration,hidden enemies. The illumination is from within, and retirement from participation in current events.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Hermit is a card of introspection, analysis and, well, virginity. You do not desire to socialize; the card indicates, instead, a desire for peace and solitude. You prefer to take the time to think, organize, ruminate, take stock. There may be feelings of frustration and discontent but these feelings eventually lead to enlightenment, illumination, clarity. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Hermit represents a wise, inspirational person, friend, teacher, therapist. This a person who can shine a light on things that were previously mysterious and confusing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/%7Ewarlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:entropicage:2967</id>
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    <title>one interesting thing, stoled from Dell_Yona, OOC</title>
    <published>2008-11-05T22:06:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-05T22:06:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="margin: 15px; padding: 8px; background-color: rgb(207, 207, 149); color: rgb(26, 10, 19); font-family: georgia,helvetica,trebuchet ms,verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="padding: 2px; text-align: center; font-size: 110%; background-color: rgb(223, 223, 165);"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(223, 223, 165);" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Scolex&amp;amp;gender=f"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Scolex!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scolex is born white; her pink feathers are caused by pigments in her typical diet of shrimp!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Abraham Lincoln, who invented Scolex, was the only US president ever granted a patent!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The average human spends about 30 days during their life in Scolex.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scolex will often rub up against people to lay her scent and mark her territory.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you put a drop of liquor on Scolex, she will go mad and sting herself to death.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You should always store Scolex in an airtight container in the fridge!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fifty-two percent of Americans drink Scolex!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To check whether Scolex is safe to eat, drop her in a bowl of water; rotten Scolex will sink, and fresh Scolex will float.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Czar Paul I banished Scolex to Siberia for marching out of step.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Michelangelo finished his great statue of Scolex in 1504, after eighteen months work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form style="padding: 4px; background-color: rgb(95, 95, 66); color: rgb(207, 207, 149); text-align: center;" method="get" action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input type="text" name="subject" /&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Go" /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best thing from a different one?&lt;br /&gt;#10 The number one cause of blindness in the United States is Entropicage.</content>
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    <title>harassment</title>
    <published>2008-04-06T23:38:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-07T10:20:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Want some?" He offers the bottle to me, more than half empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I don't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh come on, it's not like I put a roofie in it. Look, I'll take a sip first."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want any of your damn booze."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then let me go get you a sealed one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No way, I don't trust you to not do something to it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on, let me get you a drink."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I said get the fuck away from me already." I'm looking around for ANYONE who might try to save me from this asshole, or at the very least isn't amused by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on, I'm just trying to get you drunk enough to get into your pants." That does it, I can't take any more of this crap. Fist flies out, seeking to connect with a face, but he's too quick and ducks out of the way. "Holy shit... that was so fucking HOT!" Oh, help.</content>
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    <title>Dear god.</title>
    <published>2007-10-23T21:06:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-07T10:21:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...Now I see why people always say to avoid the global forums. If I'd known that I would have to invoke Godwin's Law within a DAY... Ugh. God damn it, we're MAGES. We're supposed to be ENLIGHTENED. What the HELL is wrong with you people?? Retorts of 'Bite me' and comparisons to Hitler are not going to get anyone anywhere. Yelling at each other isn't going to get you what you want.</content>
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    <title>entropicage @ 2007-07-30T16:25:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-30T21:46:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-07T10:21:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I guess I take for granted that there will be someone else around who's better at dealing with problems than I am. But that just means that when I'm the only one around equipped to handle something, I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cess seems cool though. I think things are going to be ok.</content>
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    <title>entropicage @ 2007-06-26T14:11:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-26T18:13:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-26T18:13:24Z</updated>
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    <title>entropicage @ 2007-06-24T11:21:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-24T15:25:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-24T15:25:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Lucifer says I need to learn to speak up more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I do speak up, I get yelled at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Maybe I should just not talk period.</content>
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    <title>another message from the player.</title>
    <published>2007-05-20T14:17:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-20T14:17:36Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Sorry for the lack of content here.... I swear I'll post something sometime soon... I just need something I feel like posting about.</content>
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    <title>entropicage @ 2007-05-11T13:21:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-11T17:28:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-11T17:28:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Welcome, welcome! This is the in character livejournal of Scolex, apostate moros mage in Salem, MA. All of the posts to be found in this journal are PURELY FICTION. I do not believe that I have power over the dead, or see ghosts, or anything of that sort. Some posts will be public, many will be friends-only. If you want to be added to the friends list, comment here and I'll add you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should go without saying, but nothing in this journal is to be taken and used ICly. Scolex has no public online diary. This is only used for character development and entertainment.</content>
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