Something is wrong with me and I need a doctor. I think it started several days ago but maybe even earlier. I've been nauseous and confused. I started hearing whispers. The other day I started getting really nasty to people. I couldn't think things through.

Just a while ago I started burning up and was seeing these things trying to hurt me. Cora Calrissian and Anne Adama can't see them though so something else must be going on. The pain is a bit better but it's still really pretty bad.

Is there a doctor out there that can help?

((OOC-Lee recently worked on his Viper which has been sitting fueled since he's been here. What he doesn't know is that there is a leak and he's been exposed to the Tylium which is toxic.))

I nearly forgot about this book. I don't really know how that happened. I think I am getting this technology thing down though. I like my IPod. If I would have had one in school, I never would have heard the Professors. I also like my new laptop. The web or the net looks nothing like a web or a net but I suppose they have to call it something. I also learned how to send an EMail although I don't know who I would send one to. It takes less time but there is something about it that makes me miss owl post. The Godbox can also send messages if I type them. I have found out that there is actually character studies out there on me. Why the hell they interview the kid who plays me in the movies doesn't make sense. They could simply come to me. Ridiculous.

Damien, got a bottle of Wizard Star vodka on ice. Want to come and help empty it?

Scorpius, where are you?

That was the most atrocious thing I've ever seen.

I have been completely bored the last few days and it needs to change.

( Damien )

( Scorpius )

( Hermione )

( Severus )

Oh.My.God! That is all I really have to say. Someone needs to help turn off my brain. It is torturing me. I keep thinking about - Oh bloody hell - both.

I can't believe I did that.

I put the lime in the coconut but I do not think I did it correctly; nothing of interest occurred.

( Private to Draco Malfoy )

( Draco Malfoy )

I need to begin making lists. There simply has to be something to this place. A connection. Something we've been overlooking. Gods are notorious for half-truths.

What in the name of Merlin is going on here? Where am I?

You know, running a corporation is rewarding and all, and I like being rich.. but I've been thinking about doing something on the side. Being an antichrist can't be all business, after all. I happen to be very good with my hands. Exceptionally good. Maybe I should come up with a massage business.

But I will make a deal. For a limited time, sessions will be free. So if anyone is sore. Or just need to relieve some tension? Let Damien do the work. It'll feel better after it's finished. I can do a partial or full massage. And if you're attractive, maybe it'll lead to more fun, the kind of fun that shouldn't be spoken publicly of on here

I'd like to thank everyone who attended my party. I know it wasn't like a party for the Queen, or the US President.. but it was still... umm... awesome, as Americans say a lot. I liked everything I got. And I'm 19 now. That's cool.

( Draco Malfoy )

**

( Albus Potter )

There is someone that I can't get out of my head and there is no way in hell it should be that way. Maybe I have been reading too much. This is ridiculous. I shouldn't even be thinking like this EVER. It's just wrong. I'm sure she isn't. If it was possible I would actually consider running back to my time to beat myself senseless for even considering it.

Thank you to everyone who attended Scorpius' birthday party. I hope you have all recovered. At least we can still brew appropriate hang-over potions.

Wouldn't it be intriguing if my father arrived?

( {Bella} )

Mister Luthor,

I do believe you are conducting experiments on the magical community. May I ask what your findings are thus far?

Current Mood: cold

It's odd having Father's Day apply to me. When I came here, I didn't realize I had a son. It is an honor. I am also starting to enjoy that thing called fan-fiction.

( Private to Severus )

( Private to Hermione )

( Private to Damien )

( Draco Malfoy )

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( Albus Potter )

Surely there's another way . . .

Okay, since I have landed here, I decided to look into it some. There are books that are supposedly about our lives. It has mine, Potter, Severus, Granger. Since when am I a work of fiction? I do admit that Half-Blood Prince did some justice to the story - BUT there are a lot of mistakes in the others and let's not even talk about Deathly Hallows.

Not only are there books but there are legions of muggle fans. What the hell? Don't even get me started on fanfiction. Thanks so much, SEV. The visions in my head are just - NO, don't even want to go there. My son better not see that - EVER. Salazar - I can't even go there. I didn't do any of that. I don't even think about that. It was kind of a turn on. Just - NO!

Hey, Lil's, here's proof that at one point I was cute - ages ago, but still cute - I guess you were right, what do I owe you?

( cut for size, y'all can look, as this is proof! )