Kira's Journal
Day 1
I was reading Dante's Inferno and laughing, well, like hell, at how wrong Alighieri got things, when these thugs started to really beat Setsuna up because he passed out, so of course I had to save him. You know, because Alexial and I have history, and Setsuna's rather attractive, so I couldn't let his face get messed up. But honestly, he brings it on himself. If he'd shut up about Pokemon once in a while they wouldn't go after him like they do.
When I woke him up he said he wanted to have sex. With me? I'll try to find out. Though, personally, I think he's in love with Sara. Now, since I used to be the Devil, I'm okay with it. Is God that cool? No! So why don't more people like me? It could be because "You'll rot in hell but I'll let you sleep with your sister" just isn't a good slogan. I told Belial to come up with a better one. It's been a few thousand years, so I wonder if she's done it yet. I bet not. Last time I hire a transsexual wannabe who's also a procrastinator. I think Sara's in love with Setsuna too, since she refused to "come see my room." Either that, or she's frigid. Those damn Catholic schools got to her first.
Day 4
I gave Setsuna the "gay test" in the hall, to see if he really wanted to have sex with me, and he screamed like a little girl. So he's not gay, but definitely a wussy. I hope no one saw me.
Alexial and her reincarnations aren't dumb, but very, very gullible. Like, Setsuna asked me if someone had pinched him and I told him that a bee had probably stung him and he believed me! It reminds me of that time when I told Alexial that God hated her and she started that war. Boy, was my face red! Though I did find out later that it might have been true.
Day 5
Got into a fight with Setsuna over Sara. He threatened to show the Halloween pictures. We ended up agreeing to burn them. Though I looked DAMN good as Frank N' Furter. We made up over a box of Pocky, though it was kind of wet. I wonder why.
Later
Someone called the house at three in the morning asking me if I wanted to sell my soul to a company named "Rocielcorp Industries," or something like that. I had to say no, because I don't have a soul, but I gave them my dad's instead. I hope he hates me now.
Day 1
I was reading Dante's Inferno and laughing, well, like hell, at how wrong Alighieri got things, when these thugs started to really beat Setsuna up because he passed out, so of course I had to save him. You know, because Alexial and I have history, and Setsuna's rather attractive, so I couldn't let his face get messed up. But honestly, he brings it on himself. If he'd shut up about Pokemon once in a while they wouldn't go after him like they do.
When I woke him up he said he wanted to have sex. With me? I'll try to find out. Though, personally, I think he's in love with Sara. Now, since I used to be the Devil, I'm okay with it. Is God that cool? No! So why don't more people like me? It could be because "You'll rot in hell but I'll let you sleep with your sister" just isn't a good slogan. I told Belial to come up with a better one. It's been a few thousand years, so I wonder if she's done it yet. I bet not. Last time I hire a transsexual wannabe who's also a procrastinator. I think Sara's in love with Setsuna too, since she refused to "come see my room." Either that, or she's frigid. Those damn Catholic schools got to her first.
Day 4
I gave Setsuna the "gay test" in the hall, to see if he really wanted to have sex with me, and he screamed like a little girl. So he's not gay, but definitely a wussy. I hope no one saw me.
Alexial and her reincarnations aren't dumb, but very, very gullible. Like, Setsuna asked me if someone had pinched him and I told him that a bee had probably stung him and he believed me! It reminds me of that time when I told Alexial that God hated her and she started that war. Boy, was my face red! Though I did find out later that it might have been true.
Day 5
Got into a fight with Setsuna over Sara. He threatened to show the Halloween pictures. We ended up agreeing to burn them. Though I looked DAMN good as Frank N' Furter. We made up over a box of Pocky, though it was kind of wet. I wonder why.
Later
Someone called the house at three in the morning asking me if I wanted to sell my soul to a company named "Rocielcorp Industries," or something like that. I had to say no, because I don't have a soul, but I gave them my dad's instead. I hope he hates me now.
