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[noblewon]

I'm never doubting anything Robin says again. Maybe he really does have a glass eye. Maybe he really did get that gut scar from a bear.

Because, let me tell you, everything he said about his home life is true.

Doc examined this journal like I might have smuggled a bomb in inside it. They have cases and cases of powdered eggs and powdered milk, and something called canned bread, in case of snow. It's only been a couple of days (I think? I've lost sense of time out here), but I've been taught what knapping is and how to do it. Someone called Uncle grandfather or something spent twenty minutes explaining to me the wonders that moonshine will do for your scalp and the luster of your hair. Trixie has a little cabin shack that I think she built with nothing but a machete.

[Frank]

I'll be back bright and early Christmas morning, so don't peak at your presents while I'm gone!

[Scooby Crew]

We should recap what we learned last month and form a plan for this month before the next Anon post.

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[sylla]

Many of you are so very lucky to have a beautiful snowy holiday. I believe Courier & Ives and other popular sources have done us a great disservice in painting a picture of a Christmas with lots of snow in England. It is rainy and windy here in Lancashire, unfortunately. Daddy said I have had my fill of snow and thus I am not to be missing it so, but I do love the snow.

Luckily Daddy and I have designed a very clever spell to produce strong gusts of snowfakes. The incantation needs quite a bit of work, as I have needed to dig Daddy out of several large snowdrifts, and Mummy does worry about him so. But it is progress nonetheless, and I am well pleased.

I do hope everyone is having a most pleasant holiday, with whichever weather you so prefer.

[Ebonhide Junior Girls]

I do hope you find your presents arrive in a timely fashion, I find I always experience a slight anxiety when I am to be owling parcels. Perhaps I shall devise some trace charm so one may monitor the delivery of a long-distance owl.

[posted very early this morning, around dawn]

[threatens]

[Ro]

I'm back. Which you could probably tell from the fuckin house-elf snitching on me and Dad chewing me out for like 20 minutes. Do you think he ever sleeps or is just fuelled by martinis and telling me how I fucked up?

Anyway, I'm going the fuck back to bed but if you wanna wake me up to punch me in the jaw, the door's open.





Sorry. You were right I just can't stand I hate that you're ri Just... sorry.

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[catseyenebula.insanejournal.com]

OH MY GOSH, Issak bought me another new car! He said that it's a bit bigger than the last few one so I shouldn't be so bad at trying to not wreck it. THIS IS SO GREAT. Riri, time for our annual five hours long drive into civilization!








[added about six hours later]

OKAY. SO THAT SNOWMAN WANTED TO SUICIDE INTO THE CAR. THAT WASN'T MY FAULT.

[squeezed in the corner, in Riley's handwriting]

do you want to kill a snowmaaaaaaaaan hahahahalmaoyesido

[and then a small smear of... blood? oh girls what are you doing?]

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[chryseis]

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[lfmkarapst.insanejournal.com]

Man fuck those Bothans. Who dies trying to get shit done? They need a better work ethic. I finally got to set up my mechanical Christmas tree and it's clicking away nicely in my cabin which was not built with a machete it was a Bowie knife.

Merry Fucking Christmas from Trixie's Secret Lab cabin in the woods.