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  <title>I Put A Spell On You</title>
  <subtitle>Because You're Mine</subtitle>
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    <name>Magica De Spell</name>
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  <updated>2008-11-13T19:23:49Z</updated>
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    <title>dime_is_mine @ 2008-11-13T14:20:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-13T19:23:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-13T19:23:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Please remove this journal from your friends list.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dime_is_mine:4128</id>
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    <title>OOC: Crit!</title>
    <published>2008-11-12T15:14:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-12T15:14:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So,hows my ducking-er,driving! Is there anything about the game I have not been dong right,is there a plot you want me in,want our characters to interact,or just say hi :3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dime_is_mine:4005</id>
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    <title>Fifth Spell</title>
    <published>2008-11-08T15:46:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-08T19:44:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...So,is it safe to walk around yet? I plan on looking for a better place to stay than this dump.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dime_is_mine:3717</id>
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    <title>Fourth Spell</title>
    <published>2008-10-31T22:26:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-31T22:26:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have the ever so elusive chocobo feather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start the bidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;[ooc:painted donald yellow,then nabbed a feather 8D]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dime_is_mine:3521</id>
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    <title>Third Spell</title>
    <published>2008-10-29T11:30:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-29T11:30:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Halloween is so close already? I thought I would be home by then...this place is trickier than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I bet all those old hags and warlocks have started their parties without me, ingrates. I bet I can have more fun here anyway.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dime_is_mine:3180</id>
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    <title>Second Spell</title>
    <published>2008-10-15T15:58:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-15T15:58:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">All rig&lt;span&gt;ht, I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;hat I know. My last spell wore off some time ago,and t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;hese scientists would not dare mess wit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;h my memory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. You. W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;hoever is out t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;here-W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;hat do you know about someone named Donald Duck,and some supposed King Mickey&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dime_is_mine:2883</id>
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    <title>First Spell</title>
    <published>2008-10-07T23:57:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-07T23:57:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span&gt;Use this, it says. Honestly, when did the world get so rude? The second I find out who knocked me out, you are going to be a toad! A nice warty one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone can read this,tell me where I am. I do not have the time for such nonsense...Heaven knows what that little Ratface is going to do with me gone for so long. This doesn't even look like Calisota...unless that senile old fool found a way to drain the funding out of this place. No surprises there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Even that miser wouldn't go as low as kidnapping an innocent woman. He wouldn't dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;i&gt;Cazzo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>dime_is_mine @ 2008-10-07T19:03:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-07T23:08:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-07T23:11:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;IF YOU ARE NOT A MEMBER OF DISCEDO PLEASE DEFRIEND THIS JOURNAL&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dime_is_mine:2316</id>
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    <title>[RL with Fakir]</title>
    <published>2008-01-26T03:47:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-26T03:47:51Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It was about damn time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strutting out of her makeshift castle, which looked ready to fall apart, the enchantress gripped onto her wand almost too tightly.&amp;nbsp; The home itself was on a bit of a slope, having made its place on Mount Vesuvius. She walked down the small pathway that led to the foothill, where a small garden laid. It was true, Magica had a garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that she'd ever tell anyone on that community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor would she tell them, to an extent, about the cheering coming from her home. Annoyed, she looked back, and quickly snapped. "Will all of you SHUT UP? This is not some hockey game! And if a single one of you tries to interfere, I'll turn you all into horned toads!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That shut them up. A longer glare from their leader sent the little girls, old hags, and the raven away from the windows. The last thing she needed was for the stupid boy to take pity on her, just because her friends and family were watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that, to the matter at hand. She waited in the garden, her fingers going over the intricate carving on her stick. Yes, it would be this one that would do him in...Then he'd pay. All those times he'd gotten in the way of her revenge...once this game was over, the Prince would be next. Oh yes, THIS would be NOTHING compared to the hell she planned to give to that brat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But there was no need to think so far ahead. First things first. Take down the knight.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dime_is_mine:2093</id>
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    <title>This is unsettling.</title>
    <published>2008-01-02T18:04:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-02T18:07:42Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Now even Poe won't listen to my orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done anything wrong, I know it! So what the hell is everyone so mad at me for? &amp;nbsp;I just may leave and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Locked - Only God/Deity hackable]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'm getting worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/Locked]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;((OOC: To repeat, Freyja removed all the love for Magica from her friends/family))&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dime_is_mine:1853</id>
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    <title>Why me.</title>
    <published>2007-11-24T22:59:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-24T23:03:31Z</updated>
    <category term="magica"/>
    <content type="html">Unbelievable. Madam Mim and Matilda are both sick. I swear, if Poe starts sneezing, I'm going to yank out all my feathers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the magic we have, and yet there is no cure for the common cold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;((OOC: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://coa.inducks.org/"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Have some cannon comic pimping!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; Disney comics from all over the world! Can you find the pages where some of my icons came from? :D ))&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dime_is_mine:1571</id>
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    <title>May as well.</title>
    <published>2007-08-18T18:39:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-18T18:39:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/fantastical/14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Temperance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Time. Ages. Transformation. Involuntary change&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Temperance is another card of aspiration, but also of much change. It often &lt;br /&gt;represents complex situations. Positively, you can harmonize contrary &lt;br /&gt;forces.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Temperance is, on a surface level, about "tempering." The original pouring from cup to cup might have been about cutting wine with water. So this is a card about moderation. There is, however, another angle to the card, that of merging seemingly impossible opposites. Sagittarius, the centaur, merges beast and man into a unique creature. And then there is the bow and arrow, one moving, one stationary, working together to point the way. Temperance may be, at first glance, a warning for you to "temper" your behavior, to cut your wine with water. But it may also be a reminder to that seemingly irreconcilable opposites may not be irreconcilable at all. Belief that fiery red and watery blue cannot be merged may be the only thing standing in the way of blending the two. Change the belief, measure out each with care, and you can create otherworldly violet.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Hm. Interesting.</content>
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    <title>dime_is_mine @ 2007-07-29T13:35:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-29T17:49:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-29T17:53:41Z</updated>
    <category term="poe the bro"/>
    <category term="rain rain go away"/>
    <category term="money woes"/>
    <lj:music>Haunted - Poe</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's raining outside. It's still early afternoon, but it's dark and dreary already. It makes a good time to try out some spells and potions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poe is agitated, though. He can't fly in this kind of weather. I'm&amp;nbsp;beginning to think he's so used to that body, he wouldn't want to go back to his original form, even if the chance was available. Granny's already given up on that anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to move out of this little house...the&amp;nbsp;rain water is&amp;nbsp;dripping in, and&amp;nbsp;the floor&amp;nbsp;reeks of mold. Can I even afford to buy a new place? I'm running ot of money as is...Granny can't afford to keep sending me money, and there's no way I'm going to ask&amp;nbsp;Rosalio, he'd see it as an invite. Ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being poor rots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>A good place to outpour my anger....</title>
    <published>2007-07-17T18:02:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-17T18:02:08Z</updated>
    <category term="i won&amp;apos;t say i&amp;apos;m in love"/>
    <lj:music>Evig Karlek - Nanne Gronvall</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I came here to find assistance in getting that man's dime...and instead, I nearly get my heart stolen! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know HOW the little bastard tricked me, but he's going to pay. How dare humiliate me! Filling me with those pitiful thoughts! I'll get my revenge on him, if its the last thing I do... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...He honestly made me believe...that I was in love...with...Scrooge McDuck. How foolish. As if I, Magica DeSpell, the greatest sorceress in my world, would fall in love with anyone, much less my most hated enemy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mytho...anyone who sides with him is my enemy! He will rue the day he ever dared mention the word love to me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I HOPE YOU ROT IN HELL FOR WHAT YOU MADE ME FEEL! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;(Ooc: After heart theft attempt. She's not as pissed of her heart attempt, more that thanks to Mytho,she realizes she loves Scrooge, and reeeeeeally denies it~) &lt;/font&gt;</content>
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