So, this is actually the first "file" in the journals. Day one. Joy.

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5/23/05

Beast Boy

Wow, is this stupid or what? Robin's making us all write journals. What's the point? I HATE writing! It takes me forever to type up a word! And, you know, Raven's sitting there at the other computer pecking away at the keyboard. I wish I could type like that. She doesn't even have to look at the keys.

So uh… I don't know what the point is, but I guess there's a good one. And it can't be that bad. After all, we have passwords, so it's not like anyone can possibly get into this. Nobody'll guess my password. It's Beast Boy. I know, obvious, but most people will think that even I am not that stupid. I'm not, I chose this because I knew they'd think that and would never guess it. HA!

Well, I guess I should say what's happened today… we got up for breakfast, same old nothing special. Cyborg had to be an idiot, though, so we got stuck eating real eggs. Nasty. I don't see how anyone can eat em. Anyways, after that, we trained for a bit. Raven, as usual, seemed to be going out of her way to hurt me when we did free-for-all combat practice. I swear, I'm gonna have the bruises for a week.

No sooner did Robin give us a break than the alarms went off. Some stupid kid thought he could rob a store. Ha, listen to me, calling him a stupid kid. He was older than me! He thought he could steal a playboy or something, and for some reason we got called out to fix it. I'm not sure why I'm thinking this, but I just realized we never really found the magazine, and he had no clue what happened to it…

When we got back, Robin decided to let us have the day off. You know what that means: VIDEO GAMES! Me and Cyborg played some Monster Mayhem 3, and I TOTALLY whooped him! He'll never admit it, though. Then we went out for pizza, and he actually agreed on the vegetarian. What's with that?

Not much else. Just some pain from those bruises Raven gave me, and a headache. I don't know why I have it, I just do. Oh well, time for bed…

5/23/05

Raven

For once Robin's doing something that will possibly improve Beast Boy's minimal mental capacity. I never thought I'd see him writing, but he's been over there for almost half an hour. True, that's only because he types so slow, but does it really matter? He's doing something that challenges that pathetic thing he calls a brain for the first time in who knows how long?

Well, I know everyone else is gonna go into some longwinded discussion on the suitability of their passwords. I could easily find out what they were, but what's the point? I already know Beast Boy's. He's about as creative as a sponge that's been dead for the last quarter-millenium.

I picked Beast Boy as my password because nobody would ever expect that. I don't like him, and everyone knows it. So why would I have his name as my password?

That's all I'm saying about that. It's a pointless waste of time to have a long discussion on something as trivial as the suitability of a password for a journal, not to mention the fact that it's childish and boring. So that's all for this particular conversation.

What's happened so far that is worthy of being immortalized in my journal? Well, I guess there is one important thing. I know I just said that I don't like Beast Boy, but the truth is he's not really that bad. He's annoying when we're all together, true, but when it's just the two of us he's okay. I just wish he'd quit with all of those lame jokes.

Today Robin had us practice (joy beyond joy). He mixed it up a little, though. At the end we had a free-for-all combat. Beast Boy got his sorry green butt whooped. I actually felt some pity for him… mostly because I was the one who was beating him up so bad. He got some good hits on me, though, and I'm not complaining.

The workout was, much as I hate to admit it, entertaining. Cyborg won because he got both Robin and myself from behind while we were concentrating on Starfire. Then he blasted her out of the air with his sonic cannon. He did, of course, turn the amplitude down, but it still seemed to hurt a bit. Poor Starfire. Wait… did I really just write that?

Anyways, after that we were called out for the most pointless mission we've ever done. Some horny little ass-wipe stole a playboy from a gas station, and we were called out to catch him. What the hell were the cops doing, staring at the walls? It's their job to catch the punks, not ours!

Not that it was a completely useless mission, though. I secured the playboy, but lost it on the way back. Being my normal self, I couldn't resist flipping through it. I'm an introvert, but I can't help but read anything I get my hands on. Unfortunately… you get the point. Although, I must admit, some of that stuff was, ah, entertaining? It ALMOST made me wish that I could feel emotions. Almost, but not quite. I'm not a pervert, after all. And, while this is a digression, I noticed that there was a joke section. What's with that?

So after that, we went back to the tower for a while. Beast Boy and Cyborg wasted yet another day of their lives playing the Game Station, and I read. Of course, I read, it's what I do. This time it was a fantasy kind of book, The Pawn of Prophecy. Over all, not a bad book. It's part of a series… I'm going to have to start looking for the others. The Belgariad, or something along those lines…

So, after several hours of nothing, we went out for dinner. Pizza, as usual. What is it with the boys always wanting pizza? One time I'm going to demand something nicer. I may not be the most cheerful, but that doesn't mean they can't at least try, right? Maybe I want to be treated to a nice meal once in a while… wait, did I really just say that?

Forgetting that last part, we went for pizza. I felt a bit sorry for Beast Boy, seeing how I had beat the crap out of him earlier and Cyborg had forced him to eat real eggs at breakfast, so I manipulated the poor robot's brain a bit and forced him to let Beast Boy have some meatless pizza. And people say I have a heart of stone…

So, aside from numerous meaningless conversations which I have neither the patience nor the will to relate, there was little else to today. I think I'll go appologize to Beast Boy tomorrow for the beating I gave him. He deserves it, after all. He did protect me from Adonus, and Rage… it's only fair that I appologize for bruising him. I actually owe him a lot more since he was there to help me with you-know-who. I can't even bring myself to name the bastard from that book. Stupid dragon, messing with my emotions. I should've killed him and sent him down to Hell. I can do that, you know. One of the main benefits of being a demoness. Maybe I'll do that in a couple hundred years…

So, I guess that's all I want to say right now. The others are all asleep, discounting Beast Boy, of course. Poor kid can't type fast at all. Maybe I'll teach him how sometime.

Bed will feel nice now. I don't show it, but I do like soft things, and my pillow is definitely one of them. Another is, disgusting though it may be, Silkie. That little bug's a very nice pillow. Soft as anything, and when he (or is it a she? I'll have to ask Starfire about that…) purrs or whatever, the vibrations from it are enough to make me fall asleep almost instantly. Cute little thing, too. Wait… did I really just write that? Eww… Cuteness and me don't go together at all… or did you already notice that?

So, as I was saying before I began to ramble, it is now time for bed. I'll write again tomorrow.

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So, that was the end of day one. Fun, no? And please, don't say that they're out of character. No matter what, they're going to be out of character, because they change a little in every episode… that and it's my little vision of them, so I should be able to make them how I want. If anyone wants to debate me on any of this, go ahead and send me a review with your AIM account or something, and I'll be more than happy to argue. Lol, fun, eh? I know that someone has done this before (I think it was Kat097), but they had it more planned out. Mine's going to be more like my own journal, as said by BB and Rae. And it will probably last longer. Anyways, I urge you to read Kat's story (or whoever wrote it, should I be wrong about the author), because it was one of the most entertaining I've read in a long time. I like that one as much as I like "The Sixth Horseman" by Taiba, and that's saying something. I consider Sixth Horseman to be a holy book. And I REALLY wish I was joking about that, but I'm not. That's gotta be one of my all-time favorite stories. I urge you to read that one, as well.

Anyways, I think I've rambled enough. I'm sorry about taking so long to write for my other stuff. I think I'm gonna wait until summer to write for them again, since I've got finals coming up and all that. Expect something by mid to late July, or mid August at the latest. I'm gonna be stuck in a car for up to 10 hours at a time for most of June, so I'll have plenty of time to write. If you get bored, please read my fictionpress stuff under the same screenname. Thanks, I appreciate it. Review, please. I'll upgrade this as soon as I can. I'm gonna write one chapter a day for as long as my attention span holds out (so this should end up being about 3 chapters long). Review if you have an idea for it, or for another story you think I should write. Thanks, all. Good luck with everything.

Kyle "Al the Scot" Monaco