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  <title>The Wizard Howl</title>
  <subtitle>Cone Sold Stober</subtitle>
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    <name>ilikademspiders</name>
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  <updated>2007-11-03T05:17:17Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilikademspiders:3153</id>
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    <title>In which a wizard does no so much regret a curse...</title>
    <published>2007-11-03T05:17:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-03T05:17:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">While some of my actions were ....abnormal. Nill my apologies, and to your knight. Halloween was actually a rather pleasant curse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya? Nothing that I said has lost any of its meaning. Other then the matter of my freedom that you fought for me. That is something I will aways be in your debt for, even if curses might tear that memory from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the lovely night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ooc: and open to torture from the fourth wall as well &amp;lt;3]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilikademspiders:2940</id>
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    <title>In which a prince costume might have been a bad idea...</title>
    <published>2007-11-01T04:40:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-01T04:40:10Z</updated>
    <category term="i&amp;apos;ll be your bitch"/>
    <category term="dear god this is scary"/>
    <category term="prince howl"/>
    <category term="cursed to high heavens"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="7" color="#000000"&gt;Where has my Princess gone?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[&lt;b&gt;OOC:&lt;/b&gt; Um so, He's cursed, and is all debonaire and smexed up in a prince costume, and searching for his 'princess'.&amp;nbsp; Who she is....hell if I know. Feel free to abuse him. &amp;lt;3]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilikademspiders:2567</id>
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    <title>In which a wizard hides for his life...</title>
    <published>2007-10-26T18:23:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-26T18:23:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Is it over yet?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilikademspiders:2392</id>
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    <title>In which a wizards most prized posessions are tampered with... [voice post]</title>
    <published>2007-10-18T21:18:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-18T21:18:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHH!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LITTLE BEASTS GOT INTO MY BATHROOM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUT OUT OUT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[ooc: Howl would be now blowing up gremlins in utter anguish that his beauty spells have been tampered with. Gremlin problems? Who you gonna call?]&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilikademspiders:2057</id>
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    <title>[07] In which a wizard makes a plea for help...</title>
    <published>2007-09-04T03:13:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-04T03:13:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;You know its sad. Everything thats been going on. Girls getting killed, boys being hung from crosses like a tree ornament, people fighting, stealing, hating.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know, while all of this was happening, did any one of you ever stop to think about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;MAYBE SAVING ME?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;COME ON!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilikademspiders:1946</id>
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    <title>[06] In which Howl gets terribly drunk...</title>
    <published>2007-08-29T21:13:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-29T21:13:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sosban Fach</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="5" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Come everybody! City! Sing with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[sound of singing quite loudly and off key, clinking of bottles in the background]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mae bys Meri-Ann wedi brifo, &lt;br /&gt;A Dafydd y gwas ddim yn iach. &lt;br /&gt;Mae'r baban yn y crud yn crio, &lt;br /&gt;A'r gath wedi scrapo Joni bach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sosban&lt;/b&gt; fach yn berwi ar y tân, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sosban&lt;/b&gt; fawr yn berwi ar y llawr, &lt;br /&gt;A'r gath wedi scrapo Joni bach. &lt;br /&gt;Dai bach yn sowldiwr, &lt;br /&gt;Dai bach yn sowldiwr, &lt;br /&gt;Dai bach yn sowldiwr, &lt;br /&gt;A gwt ei grys e mas. &lt;br /&gt;Mae bys Meri-Ann wedi gwella, &lt;br /&gt;A Dafydd y gwas yn ei fedd; &lt;br /&gt;Mae'r baban yn y crud wedi tyfu, &lt;br /&gt;A'r gath wedi huno mewn hedd. &lt;br /&gt;Sosban fach yn berwi ar y tân &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sosban&lt;/b&gt; fawr yn berwi ar y llawr &lt;br /&gt;A'r gath wedi huno mewn hedd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[Singing stops and is replaced by the sound of drinking]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saucepans. Thats what everyone, at least Sophie things I'm saying. &lt;small&gt;bloody fool has no idea what I'm talking about.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aahh Sauce pans. Sauce pants. Saucey sassy sassy cat pants and boots. Puss in boots and the pied piper leading unsuspecting children and gruesome old men into the deep of the city eh eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seemingly so, though I like teapots better. Tea pots and crackers eh? Taste good together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or was that tea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[thump of someone running into a wall]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh bother, I don't know. Everything topsy terby, and for all bloody hell and games this damn wall won't get out of my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OUT DAMN WALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or was it spot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once had a dog named Spot, but he up and ran away me mum said. I found his tail sticking out the back yard the next week after a hard rain. Don't think I ever properly recovered from that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[thump]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Op! there's the ceiling now in front of my face. I think I fell down. Or up. What is up and down to a wizard anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now now you beautiful girls of the city, you wouldn't happen to be a wolf in sheep's clothing now? All prettied up and sassy &lt;s&gt;that word again? Sassy saucy teapots?&lt;/s&gt; when you are actually as loony as that old mad hatter? I think that is the facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing what it seems, and here i am, an lonely young man from Wales with clubs all about me and not one of rugby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is the city so cruel to me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about the club of Howl-gets-what-ever-he-wants? Huh? Why cant there be one of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure though, that there is a I'm-stupidly-drunk club. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho HO, the ceilings swaying now! Hello darling light, how pretty you are swaying about. Should I catch you as well? Calcifer is normally a terrible bore, if maybe I get him a girlfriend, he'll be less apt to complain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am i talking to anyway. Is that you Tea pot? Sauce pan? Cat in the hat? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pickles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[clank of bottles and then the sound of drinking, before a crash of glass being tossed across the room]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah my kingdom for some good ale, something not froufrou and something deliciously free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[long pause]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Thumping and scraping of someone getting up and stumbling horribly about]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance with me light! We'll do a daring tango oh HOHOHOH!  Wont Sophie be jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You too Teapot! Swing with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[Sounds of horrible crashing]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[song is Sousban Fach, a welsh song sung at rugby games. :3 Want the translation? go &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sosban_Fach"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;!]&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilikademspiders:1789</id>
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    <title>[05] In which the mun has NO words.... :Voice Post:</title>
    <published>2007-08-25T22:56:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-25T22:56:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEKKK!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;[ooc: I....really do have no words for this. XDD]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilikademspiders:1389</id>
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    <title>[04] In which Building 8 gets very very messy...</title>
    <published>2007-08-21T23:20:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-22T00:19:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Its my party and I'll cry if I want too...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">[OOC: &lt;font size="1"&gt;Pardon for the overload of posts. &lt;font size="2"&gt;As of now, citizens can start seeing slime coming from building ten, along with wailing and sniffling and nose blowing. Faye, I fear for your apartment. Real time posting here then :D&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: GREVIOUS ERROR. LOCATION IS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUILDING EIGHT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUILDING EIGHT&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;NOT 10&lt;/span&gt;. BECAUSE MARY IS A&amp;nbsp; DYSLEXIC HOE. BLAME HER NOT ME :D&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilikademspiders:1084</id>
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    <title>In which the city is a might too much for one wizard...</title>
    <published>2007-08-21T21:14:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-21T21:14:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Day Seven in operation, 'Hide-From-Insane-City.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is a ward, spell, or hiding trick of the trade that I have not used, Then it certainly cannot exist. My ...apartment... &lt;s&gt;How I am in loathe to reduce myself in having such a place. &lt;/s&gt;  is damn near impenetrable, despite not having Calcifer to assist me in such things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like being so far away from him, so weak without his help, not knowing what is going on at &lt;i&gt;MY&lt;/i&gt; castle.  For sure Sophie has cleaned my room by now, That wretched woman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spiders here, thank goodness, have been neatly undisturbed, except by the insane bombings that rocketed through this godforsaken place. Have you ever dealt with angry and frightened widows?  Its not too pleasant I assure you. Certainly the person or &lt;i&gt;Persons&lt;/i&gt; responsible would care to explain to them exactly why &lt;i&gt;Dropping BOMBS&lt;/i&gt; was necessary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;s&gt;This place is truly ridiculous.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, seeing as I must WORK for a living here, &lt;s&gt;Despite the amount of coin I scrounged up when it was falling from the sky&lt;/s&gt;, My services as a Wizard are up for use. I'm &lt;i&gt;sure&lt;/i&gt; that there is need of finding spells and defensive charms and even a divining spell or two. &lt;s&gt;Pricey I might add.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Faye, I have here a damn near banquet of food, all cooked and packaged to be neatly stored in the &lt;i&gt;Fridge&lt;/i&gt; in case  you are THAT inept with the art of cooking. All you have to do it heat them up at your leisure. And of course, Breakfast is freshly made, all you have to do is come over. &lt;small&gt;Kindly ignore the clutter.&lt;/small&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And does anyone know exactly what I might use to woo a &lt;a href="http://one-of-heaven.livejournal.com"&gt;young miss&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;s&gt;&lt;small&gt;The...&lt;i&gt;Date&lt;/i&gt; was honestly quite miserable, I was forced to carry her about to do ERRANDS all night, and not even rewarded with a kiss!!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/s&gt;  She seems particularly difficult to please.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilikademspiders:977</id>
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    <title>[02] In which certain Arrancar bear frightening resemblances to certain Witches....</title>
    <published>2007-08-14T21:47:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-14T21:47:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The &lt;a href="http://thunderwitch.livejournal.com"&gt;Witch&lt;/a&gt; of the Waste! She's-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Oh the curse, how unfortunate am I to have it catch up with me so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And I have been SO dishonest! It makes no sense!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My spider friends! Where have you gone when I need you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is my Castle when I need it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Where Is a rock I can hide myself under!?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[ooc: Cirucci scares him. XD Poor guy's been running himself raw trying to figure out a spell to get himself out. And he misses the spiders. Uncursed of course. &amp;lt;3]&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilikademspiders:513</id>
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    <title>[01] In which a wizard is very very confuddled... [voice post]</title>
    <published>2007-08-13T20:09:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-13T21:33:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;What- &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[And he's looking around the square, holding an empty silver shovel]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Calcifer- Micheal? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Sophie?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Blast that woman! What did she do this time to ruin my spells!&amp;nbsp; Put nutmeg in the chalk? &lt;font size="1"&gt;I should beat her with that broom of hers!&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[sound of him cursing prettily, worried.]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Where is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Castle?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[ooc: feel free to greet a very frantic and confussled Howl who is currently meandering the square? Sorry for the change, miscommunication on my part! :D Kthnx! :D]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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