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  <title>It&apos;s a Wonderful World</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 02:06:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>17th Day</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;[Video]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[Neku&apos;s standing by a park bench. He&apos;s got a thick windbreaker on with a scarf obscuring the lower half of his face. Despite the weather, he isn&apos;t wearing a hat and his hair&apos;s already covered in snow. Not that he seems to care. He&apos;s more occupied with gazing up at the sky and... catching snow flakes?]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve never seen snow like this before... There&apos;s so much of it, too. Reminds me of all those corny Christmas specials they used to show on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d hate to say it &apos;cause I know this&apos;ll come back to bite me in the ass later on, but... this is kinda nice. Is this what Christmas is supposed to look like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[End Video]&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <category>not cursed</category>
  <category>nice for once</category>
  <category>city life</category>
  <lj:music>Takeharu Ishimoto - It&apos;s So Wonderful</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>calm</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Dec 2009 20:56:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>16th Day</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Private]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... he&apos;s back. Not that he remembers being here before. ...Unless he&apos;s lying to me. No. Not even Joshua would go that far. &lt;s&gt;I think.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wonder, though... how much &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; I trust him? He wasn&apos;t so bad when we were here last time, but who knows... Guess I&apos;ll just have to wait and see. &lt;small&gt;He &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; do a lot for me. Even if everything was his fault to begin with. I definitely haven&apos;t forgotten that.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/Private]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naughty? Nice? I don&apos;t get it, what&apos;s that have to do with anything?</description>
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  <category>not affected</category>
  <lj:music>Takeharu Ishimoto - Black Market</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Takeharu Ishimoto - Black Market</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 01:02:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>15th Day</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;[Voice]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw it: Shibuya. There were the sounds and even some of the smells, too. But something was off... and that&apos;s when I realized it was too good to be true. Nice try deities, but it&apos;s &quot;104.&quot; Not &quot;109.&quot; I won&apos;t fall for the same crap twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it was stupid to get my hopes up in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants me, I&apos;ll be in my room watching the... rain. Or whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;...You guys really think this is the end?&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/end Voice]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;((ooc: Ironically enough, he did see a &quot;real&quot; Shibuya. Just not the Shibuya that he&apos;s from.))&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <category>screw that</category>
  <category>too many questions</category>
  <category>missing home</category>
  <lj:music>Hanaeryca - Make or Break</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Hanaeryca - Make or Break</media:title>
  <lj:mood>disappointed</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 23:39:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>14th Day</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;[Video]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[Neku&apos;s lying on the couch, his arms stretched upwards while holding a &lt;a href=&quot;http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/twewy/images/6/6a/Mew.PNG&quot;&gt;plush doll&lt;/a&gt;. He pulls it closer as it to examine it and then starts... talking to it.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best they could do? I knew that whole thing had to be a joke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[He starts shaking it as if expecting it to do something.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I&apos;ve got a Piggy to keep me company. Great. Then again, knowing this place you probably aren&apos;t even the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[Neku tosses the plushie across the room and rolls over so his back is facing the camera.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/End Video]&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <category>missing home</category>
  <category>must resist emo urges</category>
  <lj:mood>nostalgic</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 04:41:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>13th Day</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;[Video]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[There&apos;s a kid rushing down the stairs with a book bag tucked under one arm. Naturally, he trips, causing the book bag to fly out of his arms and spill all over the stairwell: a Hello Kitty pencil case, a blue bento box that luckily manages to stay closed, a train commuter pass, and a can of spray paint. Neku stops to pick everything up, grumbling as he does so.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit... I&apos;m late enough as it is. The teach is gonna &lt;i&gt;kill&lt;/i&gt; me this time. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/end Video]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;((ooc: High school comedy crossover. Neku&apos;s late for school once again. For now he really does think he&apos;s a normal student on his way to class. Backdated to earlier today.))&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <category>affected</category>
  <category>curse</category>
  <category>full of fail</category>
  <lj:music>Takeharu Ishimoto - Rush Hour</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>stressed</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 19:39:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>12th Day</title>
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  <description>Where the hell did all these people come from? What is this, another curse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Kind of reminds me of home, now that I think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;((ooc: Bring it on, fourth wallers &amp;gt;:D))&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <category>confused as hell</category>
  <category>curse</category>
  <lj:music>SAWA - Twister Remix</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">SAWA - Twister Remix</media:title>
  <lj:mood>surprised</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 03:17:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>11th Day</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;[Voice]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[He chuckles.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys call that &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; music? Not even close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[A &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jIeIvDqOttE&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=D6625A18CF1C6E1A&amp;amp;index=3&quot;&gt;song&lt;/a&gt; starts playing, quietly at first and then it gets louder.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day streets are crowded with people&lt;br /&gt;Every night streets are jammed with these noise&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Things are so strange, are they real or a dream&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Where am I now, trapped in this city of illusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the people, hear the voices&lt;br /&gt;They are reaching out to catch you&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rhythms, hear the noises&lt;br /&gt;You are beating all the visions&lt;br /&gt;Is it angels, is it devils, whispering in my ears&lt;br /&gt;Is it emotions, is it illusions?&lt;br /&gt;I need to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day noises are killing these people&lt;br /&gt;Every night noises are waiting for me (but)&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Don&apos;t run away, We&apos;ve got no time left to fear&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Where are you now, still it&apos;s showing me illusions&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the people, hear the voices&lt;br /&gt;They are reaching out to catch you&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rhythms, hear the noises&lt;br /&gt;You are beating all the visions&lt;br /&gt;&quot;In this long dream, can you find me?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Want you to, you call my name&lt;br /&gt;&quot;In this hazard, chance of survivial?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the people, hear the voices&lt;br /&gt;They are reaching out to catch you&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rhythms, hear the noises&lt;br /&gt;You are beating all the visions&lt;br /&gt;Is it angels, is it devils, whispering in my ears&lt;br /&gt;Is it emotions, is it illusions?&lt;br /&gt;I need to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Man, this song always makes me kind of homesick...&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <category>hear the noises</category>
  <category>missing home</category>
  <category>muzak</category>
  <lj:music>Makiko Noda - Long Dream</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Makiko Noda - Long Dream</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 10 Oct 2009 21:41:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>10th Day</title>
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  <description>Okay, never doing &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; again. Whatever &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; was. Apparently losing your heart just makes you sit around doing nothing all day, huh? Great. I&apos;ll consider it a valuable learning experience, or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... what&apos;s everyone been up to? And sorry to anyone I talked to while I was lacking a heart, or whatever.</description>
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  <category>confused as hell</category>
  <category>back to normal</category>
  <category>what happened</category>
  <lj:music>WAKAKO - Give Me All Your Love</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>confused</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Oct 2009 00:09:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>9th Day</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;[Accidental Video]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[The video shows Neku&apos;s apartment, the same as usual: the messy couch, graffiti on the walls, and Neku himself, who&apos;s on the couch. He&apos;s lying back, his gaze turned towards one of the tagged walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he&apos;s wearing his headphones, he doesn&apos;t seem to be listening to anything. Or doing anything at all. His gaze just remains on the wall as he lays there. He doesn&apos;t even bother to shut off the recording device.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually the video ends on its own.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;((ooc: He&apos;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://princess-crow.livejournal.com/54578.html?thread=2929714#t2929714&quot;&gt;had his heard taken&lt;/a&gt; from him. He&apos;s lost his interest in everything he ever cared for: music, art, his friends. He&apos;ll respond to anyone who tries to talk to him, just don&apos;t expect much.))&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <category>nothing to do</category>
  <category>feelin&apos; empty</category>
  <lj:mood>blank</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 00:04:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>8th Day</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;[Accidental Voice]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s... it&apos;s not that bad, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salty as hell, though. Still, it sure as hell beats wasabi flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/end Voice]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;((ooc: He figured he&apos;d try some sea salt ice cream after &lt;a href=&quot;http://obliviomancy.livejournal.com/25755.html?thread=2745499#t2745499&quot;&gt;this conversation&lt;/a&gt;. He likes it more than he&apos;ll admit~))&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <category>new place new things</category>
  <category>city life</category>
  <lj:music>Ayuko Tanaka - Satisfy</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Ayuko Tanaka - Satisfy</media:title>
  <lj:mood>surprised</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 03:05:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>7th Day</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Private]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what Shiki&apos;s up to... I know she&apos;s okay, but man, it&apos;d be pretty sweet if... No, if I think like that, she really will end up here and we&apos;ll all be trapped. She&apos;s better off back at home. Maybe she&apos;s even run into Eri by now. I can always catch up with her when I get back, anyway. I&apos;ve got all the time in the world, don&apos;t I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Joshua... he was here last time. But he&apos;s probably got bigger things to worry about. Not that it matters, anyway. He lives in his world; I live in mine. He can do whatever the hell he wants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/End Private]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I got off easy this weekend. &lt;small&gt;Now watch me get nailed hard on the next curse...&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month&apos;s been pretty crazy, too. That whole prison thing, this past weekend... I&apos;m sure next month&apos;s going to be even better with Halloween and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just keep being crazy, city. And I&apos;ll just keep not caring.</description>
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  <category>screw that</category>
  <category>missing home</category>
  <category>must resist emo urges</category>
  <lj:music>Joanna Koike - Deja vu</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>blah</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Sep 2009 20:17:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>6th Day</title>
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  <description>So yesterday had another curse that screwed with peoples&apos; memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s up with that, anyway? The deities pull a lot of crap, like raising mountains out of the ground and making it rain frogs or whatever. But a lot of the time they just settle for screwing around with peoples&apos; memories. Is it because it&apos;s easy? Or is it because that&apos;s the best way to control someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. One day you remember everything just fine and you&apos;re perfectly sure of who you are. Then the next day you might remember things that haven&apos;t happened to you yet or you forget everything that happened over the past five years. So you&apos;re really just another person then. Can you even keep track of where you are in your life after getting your head messed with so many times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power to change someone&apos;s identity at the drop of the hat... that&apos;s pretty messed up. Or hell, maybe our memories here are just made up and we&apos;re not even who we think we are. Now &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; would be screwed up. Not that I think that&apos;s the case in this city. Worrying about it wouldn&apos;t get me anywhere, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s food for thought, anyway. And definitely a sign that I need to get out more.</description>
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  <category>too many questions</category>
  <category>bitter memories</category>
  <category>philosophical conundrum</category>
  <category>nothing to do</category>
  <lj:music>Takeharu Ishimoto - Amnesia</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Takeharu Ishimoto - Amnesia</media:title>
  <lj:mood>pensive</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2009 22:48:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>5th Day</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;[Video]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[The camera shows one wall of a living room. Spray-painted on the wall graffiti-style are the kanji &lt;font size=&quot;+2&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;音操&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. A boy walks in front of the camera, a can of orange spray paint in his right hand.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should about do it. This is &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; place, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/end video]&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <category>feelin&apos; artsy</category>
  <category>affected</category>
  <category>graffiti time</category>
  <category>curse</category>
  <lj:music>J.D. Camaro - Three Minutes Clapping</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>artistic</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Jul 2009 22:35:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>4th Day [voice]</title>
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  <description>Geez, either my sleep&apos;s still screwed up from that last curse or something&apos;s really off here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s way too quiet, even for night time. &lt;small&gt;Scanning doesn&apos;t get me anything, either...&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[he raises his voice a little]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone hear me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;...Figures.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/end voice]&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <category>confused as hell</category>
  <category>affected</category>
  <category>curse</category>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2009 02:17:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>3rd Day [voice] (spoilers)</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s weird how things turn out sometimes. Life. Death. Everything in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ve just gotten out of another mind-numbing, boring day of school and it&apos;s a beautiful day outside. So you figure you&apos;ll go do the usual. In this case, checking out that sweet mural by CAT in Udagawa. It&apos;s your favorite place to be. Where you can get away from the world — from all the noisy people you get tired of seeing day after day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I was, looking up at the wall and letting myself get lost in the design. It seemed like something out of this world. It didn&apos;t matter how many times I went to look at it. I&apos;d always find something new. Something that I hadn&apos;t noticed before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s when I heard it, some footsteps approaching. Fast. I turn around to see some kid running towards me, which seemed weird enough. Then I notice what he&apos;s got in his hand. A gun, of all things. Part of me is wondering, &quot;What&apos;re the odds?&quot; The other part of me is telling me to get the hell out of there. Of course, before I can even move, the kid points it at me and fires. At first I thought he&apos;d hit me. I mean, what else was I supposed to think when I heard the loud &quot;bang&quot;? Then I hear some guy behind me. Turns out he&apos;s the one the kid was going for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Great, some loonies decided to have some gun fight out here and I&apos;m caught in the middle of it,&quot; is one thought that crosses my mind. Unfortunately, my body won&apos;t move. I don&apos;t know if it was fear or shock or what. I just couldn&apos;t move a muscle. The other guy fires back but somehow misses every shot. I&apos;m still not sure how that happened, but knowing this kid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he chickens out and makes a run for it. The kid seems pretty pleased with himself. I&apos;m still watching the other guy leave... and that&apos;s when I hear it. The &quot;click.&quot; Before I can even react, I hear the gun go off again. Except this time, it&apos;s way too close. I don&apos;t even remember feeling the bullet. Everything just started going dark all of a sudden. Like I was falling asleep. Did he shoot me in the chest? Probably. I mean, that&apos;s the fastest way to finish someone off, isn&apos;t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I know, I wake up in some weird place. Something about a Reapers&apos; Game and getting my life back. I say to the guy, &quot;Hell yeah, I want my life back.&quot; And then he takes my memories away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;re the chances of getting shot in the middle of Shibuya, anyway? Heck, anywhere in Japan? Lowest crime rate in the world, or so I&apos;ve heard. I guess I&apos;m just that lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how life works, isn&apos;t it? Even funnier how it en—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...What the &lt;i&gt;hell&lt;/i&gt;?! I didn&apos;t even—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/end voice post]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;((OOC: Death to All His Friends curse. In other words, he&apos;s compelled to talk about how he died. The more you ask him about it, the more he&apos;ll talk, whether he likes it or not.))&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <category>bitter memories</category>
  <category>must resist emo urges</category>
  <category>affected</category>
  <category>curse</category>
  <lj:music>Andy Kinlay - Game Over</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Andy Kinlay - Game Over</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Jul 2009 22:58:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>2nd Day</title>
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  <description>Looks like my pins are back to normal. I was getting kind of worried there, for a second. &lt;small&gt;What would I want with a ton of Aqua Monster/Ghost/Demon pins? Talk about a stupid curse...&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t really like to post too often in this thing, but since I&apos;m here... it&apos;s not like I have anything better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first: How&apos;s this place for music stores? I remember there being a few around here &lt;s&gt;with really old stuff&lt;/s&gt; before, but it&apos;s been awhile. Even if time doesn&apos;t really move here, maybe this place actually got a decent music selection for once. Or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Man, it&apos;s times like this that I really miss good old AMX...&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me stay over, by the way. There&apos;s something that&apos;s been bugging me, though. Can I talk to you somewhere private? In person? I don&apos;t want this on the network. I know you aren&apos;t much for filters and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <category>annoyed</category>
  <category>gimme back my pins</category>
  <category>nothing to do</category>
  <category>muzak</category>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 Jun 2009 23:39:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>1st Day [VOICE]</title>
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  <description>Ouch... dammit. Why is the ground so weird... wait a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[his shoes scrape the ground lightly as he stands up]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn&apos;t Shibuya... is it? &lt;small&gt;What kind of trick is he trying to play on me now? I lost, right? So what&apos;s this supposed to be? The &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; afterlife?&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, something&apos;s off... I feel like I&apos;ve been here before. Something about this place is definitely familiar. Now if I could just remember what it was. Ugh, I&apos;ve had enough people screwing with my memories already. What game are they playing with me, now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess the only thing I can do is figure out wherever the hell this place is. I hope everyone else&apos;s okay... I&apos;ve got a feeling that this isn&apos;t his doing, though. For once, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...This is just like last time. Last time...? Dammit, it&apos;s like it&apos;s on the tip of my memory, but I can&apos;t quite reach it. I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; I&apos;ve been here before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I&apos;ve still got my pins, too. Cell phone? Check. No mission mail, though. And a... computer? Is this thing recording me? Gotta love technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[he ends the recording]&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <category>too many questions</category>
  <category>intro</category>
  <category>wtf happened</category>
  <category>not this again</category>
  <category>confused as hell</category>
  <category>deja vu</category>
  <category>not shibuya</category>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 24 Sep 2008 23:31:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The 20th Day</title>
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  <description>Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another screwed up curse to remind us of how creative you can get, right, deities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I should count myself lucky. Seems like I got out of this one. Not that I&apos;ve really... killed. &lt;small&gt;Not in the conventional sense, anyway.&lt;/small&gt; &lt;s&gt;&lt;small&gt;Erased, yes, but... that&apos;s different. It was them or us. It&apos;s not like I really enjoyed it or anything. That&apos;s just how the Game was... I &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/small&gt; Do Noise even count? It&apos;s not like they bled or anything, they always just... evaporated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murder doesn&apos;t occur too often where I come from. I mean, most people my age don&apos;t really get a chance to. Sure, you could pull it off, but then you&apos;d just get arrested and spend the rest of your life rotting in prison. What&apos;s the point? It probably helps that I come from a place with one of the lowest crime rates in its world. I guess a lot of worlds aren&apos;t like that, are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Locked to Joshua]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been affected? &lt;s&gt;&lt;small&gt;If you are, then would the blood be... &lt;i&gt;mine&lt;/i&gt;? Eugh, that&apos;d be seriously messed up. How is that even possible?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[OOC: Small text is hackable, but stricken out text is not.]&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <category>screw that</category>
  <category>not affected</category>
  <category>curse</category>
  <lj:music>Andrew Mitchell - Transformation</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Andrew Mitchell - Transformation</media:title>
  <lj:mood>thoughtful</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 01:11:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The 19th Day</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;[Filtered from the Grim Heaper]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Joshua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long has it been since you came out of the closet, anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it&apos;s cool if you don&apos;t like girls and all... I&apos;ve got nothing against that sorta thing. Just thought I&apos;d, you know, get a clear answer for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...We&apos;re taking it back. &lt;i&gt;Now&lt;/i&gt;. You with me on this?&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <category>joshua</category>
  <category>r u gay?</category>
  <category>affected</category>
  <category>curse</category>
  <lj:music>SAWA - Someday</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">SAWA - Someday</media:title>
  <lj:mood>curious</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 02 Sep 2008 03:58:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The 18th Day</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;[Voice Post]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey... everyone... okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[the sound of someone breathing heavily can be heard]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys... didn&apos;t get erased... right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better not have. Otherwise it&apos;d all have just been a waste... &lt;i&gt;heh&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I&apos;m going to... go lie down for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Why did he... there wasn&apos;t even any reason to &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; time. There wasn&apos;t any plan, there was nothing in it for him. Why did he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I even here anymore? He... he&apos;ll be back, won&apos;t he? He &lt;i&gt;has&lt;/i&gt; to come back. Otherwise I&apos;d... I&apos;d...&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/end voice]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[OOC: Post TWEWY plot emo-ness. Poor Neku is... exhausted, but mostly unharmed. And now all that&apos;s left is... emo. Joshua&apos;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://22over7.livejournal.com/1557.html?thread=122901#t122901&quot;&gt;gone&lt;/a&gt; for now. Also, sort of place holder. Will do most replies tomorrow.]&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <category>joshua</category>
  <category>missing home</category>
  <category>brb being emo</category>
  <category>my dear partner</category>
  <lj:mood>crushed</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 31 Aug 2008 15:47:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The 17th Day [Player Filter]</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he... he really did it, huh? Wish I knew what the hell he&apos;d meant by a &quot;trade.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I thought I was finally free from that stupid Game... Man, screw this city. This isn&apos;t supposed to happen, here! What about those stupid deities? I thought they were already running their own game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I hate to admit it... I &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; him right now. Shiki isn&apos;t here, Beat has Rhyme... I mean, we &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; work pretty well together, despite everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it&apos;s weird... he didn&apos;t seem bothered at all by what Pi-Face was saying earlier. Did he know what was happening? He probably just thinks it&apos;s not much of a problem. Or... dammit. Can I really trust him? Last time he was the one pulling all the strings, what if it&apos;s the same this time, too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;I... I &lt;i&gt;want&lt;/i&gt; to trust you, Joshua. But seriously, why &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; I at this point? I always feel like you&apos;re just playing with me. Even here. Just like before.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+2&quot;&gt;Joshua!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell are you, man? We can&apos;t win this if we don&apos;t make a pact!</description>
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  <category>joshua</category>
  <category>not this again</category>
  <category>must resist emo urges</category>
  <category>my dear partner</category>
  <category>new faces old enemies</category>
  <lj:music>Leah - Calling</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Leah - Calling</media:title>
  <lj:mood>worried</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Aug 2008 23:36:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The 16th Day</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;[locked to friends and people he trusts | unhackable]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys... we have a &lt;a href=&quot;http://22over7.livejournal.com/&quot;&gt;problem&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua, you already know who I&apos;m talking about. Rhyme, Beat, I know you guys haven&apos;t run into him &lt;s&gt;yet&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a long story, but I&apos;ll make one thing clear: stay away from him. He&apos;s bad news, okay? I&apos;m serious. He can&apos;t do as much here as he could back in my world, but I&apos;ve got a bad feeling that he&apos;s planning something. Knowing him, it isn&apos;t anything good, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen all those &lt;a href=&quot;http://22over7.livejournal.com/744.html&quot;&gt;random junk piles&lt;/a&gt; that&apos;ve popped up around here lately? Those&apos;re his, too. Chances are that if you stay clear of those, you&apos;ll stay clear of Pi-Face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[locked to Joshua]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well? I know you and him go &lt;i&gt;way&lt;/i&gt; back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[locked to Beat]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna take the apartment next to mine and Josh&apos;s? We should probably stick together, here. Oh, and uh... how&apos;s Rhyme doing so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[end of filter]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another curse, another day when I&apos;m locking myself inside. You guys have fun with those... whatever the hell those are. Talk about creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[OOC: The first filter is for anyone Neku&apos;s friends with and/or talks to often that he isn&apos;t creeped out by. ...If that makes any sense.]&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <category>annoyed</category>
  <category>new faces old enemies</category>
  <category>curse</category>
  <lj:music>Cameron Strother - OWARI-HAJIMARI</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Cameron Strother - OWARI-HAJIMARI</media:title>
  <lj:mood>annoyed</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 Aug 2008 01:32:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The 15th Day</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;[Voice]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh... guys? Guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Where&apos;d everyone go? Where&apos;d the secret ramen base or whatever go?&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just gotta stay calm. There has to be a logical explanation for this... right? It&apos;s... a dream! Yeah, this has to be a dream. And I&apos;m still asleep on the train... or something. Probably just going past Harajuku at this point. ...Yeah, that&apos;s it. I&apos;ll wake up to find some salaryman drooling on my shoulder. Any second now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[OOC: Another Day Neku, from an alternate universe where Neku never entered the Reapers&apos; Game. Somewhat less snarky, a bit more dorky, and even somewhat less emo. No psychic powers, either. The only thing he really cares about right now is playing some Tin Pin Slammer. Just a normal kid.]&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <category>tin pin anyone?</category>
  <category>curse</category>
  <category>what happened</category>
  <lj:mood>confused</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 23:57:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The 14th Day</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Private | unhackable]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over that long-ass guide again. I guess I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; alive, after all. Which makes no damn sense. I was dead! Hell, I was dead AND I got shot! What is this, reverse causality? Was it really all just some cruel joke? Did he really...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I can&apos;t be sure if it was him. For all I know, this place is doing it. And when I go back I&apos;ll be... I wonder what even happens after you get erased. &lt;small&gt;Heh, maybe I should ask Rhyme when I get back.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Roxas guy had a good point. How &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; I get back? At least the Game gave you clues. These deities leave you with jack. Even though I don&apos;t want them to be stuck, too... I miss them. Shiki... Beat... I just left them back there. After we&apos;d all promised to leave the Game together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, all I&apos;ve got is &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;, now. It&apos;s like the second week all over again. He&apos;s got all the answers, but my chances of getting anything out of him are slim to none. Screw that. I mean, I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; he isn&apos;t a bad guy. He saved my life, didn&apos;t he? Was he really just using me? Wish I knew. I... I still want to trust him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His words keep coming back to me... &lt;i&gt;Enjoy the moment&lt;/i&gt;. Even though this place really blows, I gotta admit. I&apos;ve... I&apos;ve had some good times. Amongst all the bad. I&apos;ve even felt my own little world expand some. Maybe this place... isn&apos;t so bad. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/Private]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh... Kyon? Who&apos;s the new guy? Joshua says he doesn&apos;t know him, and last I checked there were only three of us in here. Is he someone you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;The guy took a whole freaking 30 minutes to shower...&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like all the slush is gone. Finally. The blinding white really gets to you after awhile.</description>
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  <category>joshua</category>
  <category>screw that</category>
  <category>missing home</category>
  <category>must resist emo urges</category>
  <lj:music>Bump of Chicken - Namida no Furusato</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Bump of Chicken - Namida no Furusato</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 04:03:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The 13th Day</title>
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  <description>Favorite songs on my playlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mai Matsuda - Twister (3:37)&lt;br /&gt;2. Takeharu Ishimoto - Underground (0:49)&lt;br /&gt;3. Makiko Noda - Long Dream (3:11)&lt;br /&gt;4. Leah - Calling (3:25)&lt;br /&gt;5. Takeharu Ishimoto - Fighting For Freedom (2:05)&lt;br /&gt;6. Takeharu Ishimoto - Rush Hour (0:33)&lt;br /&gt;7. Cameron Strother - Ending Beginning (2:16)&lt;br /&gt;8. Takeharu Ishimoto - Dancer In The Street (0:33)&lt;br /&gt;9. Londeil &quot;Taz&quot; Hicks - Detonation (2:33)&lt;br /&gt;10. Takeharu Ishimoto - SHIBUYA (2:08)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... I think I need to try some new stuff. This playlist&apos;s getting &lt;i&gt;old&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[OOC: Late post is late. All songs taken from the TWEWY soundtrack, of course. It&apos;s what Neku&apos;s got playing on his mp3 player.]&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <category>hear the noises</category>
  <category>muzak</category>
  <category>playlist is oooold</category>
  <lj:music>Mai Mitsuda - Twister</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Mai Mitsuda - Twister</media:title>
  <lj:mood>pensive</lj:mood>
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