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[ariakitsune.livejournal.com]

Ugh, if that dream meant anything I'm going to go hide somewhere and you'll never see me again.

I really shouldn't have gone to sleep right after eating so much. I hope that's all it was anyway.

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[seolearo.livejournal.com]

Anyone else starting to miss the World Train?

I wonder whatever happened to it...

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[shadowchaser.livejournal.com]

Got an e-mail this morning from grandad complaining about the heatwave they're having in Heatherfield right now. He's annoyed because 'I've been on this planet for eighty-some years and the seasons have always been like clockwork, spring in late March, summer in June, autumn in September and winter in December, and here it's supposed to be nearly spring and it's hotter than a day in Hades!'

I'm trying not to laugh at how outraged he sounds, really. Luckily he and gran had air-conditioning installed last year, so they should be okay. Callie's still doing well, but apparently she picked up fleas somewhere. They're having real fun with that. Also, they've seen some monsters around - not many though - but grandad couldn't really describe them other than to say that some of them looked like they'd eaten one of gran's fruitcakes.

I'm sure she'll be really, really happy when he shares that opinion with her.

God, I'm so tired. Four hours sleep last night, despite going to bed early. Once the lights were out, I just couldn't drift off. My brain kept going, taking ideas and turning them over and upside down. Bleh. Shoulda stayed home from work. I just need to stay awake for another few hours, and I can go home and pass out. Yes. Must stay awake.

*thunk*

[lol look, he got his own journal finally]

[firesofhades.livejournal.com]

Hey, how've you all been? Good? Last year's tournament went well, I think. So I've decided to host another one.

Now, I know what you're all thinkin'--I'm just gonna try and kill the Keybearer with underhanded tactics and voodoo dolls, right? Wrong!

Y'see, the Underworld's been pretty dreary lately. Okay, so it's like that all the time, but lately I've been missing something. And last night, I realized what it was: live people! Vivacious people fighting to the death for my entertainment. I spent so long trying to kill Jerkules and that little Key-toting runt that I forgot the true spirit of the games.

That's not to say that there won't be the same amount of danger and peril. In fact, there will be more. But this time, it'll be for the spirit of competition! Not some crazy scheme to usurp Zeus or anything like that.

So whaddya say, Refugees? Another tournament, for old times' sake?