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  <title>Stahn Aileron</title>
  <subtitle>Stahn Aileron</subtitle>
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  <updated>2008-11-11T17:10:01Z</updated>
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    <title>I'm alive, really!</title>
    <published>2008-11-11T17:10:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-11T17:10:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">[&lt;em&gt;Sup, guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you direct your attention to the couch lobby, you may very well find a mass of yellow, blue, and white plopped on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like Stahn's taking a nice nap. BUT THIS IS CAKETOWN. We can't have that happening! People must be awake and active!&lt;/em&gt;]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grilled_lamb:2717</id>
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    <title>grilled_lamb @ 2008-05-10T17:08:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-10T21:09:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-10T21:09:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*out on the park with his fellow group mates*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what should we do first, guys?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grilled_lamb:2447</id>
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    <title>grilled_lamb @ 2008-04-16T19:48:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-16T23:49:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-16T23:49:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Zzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yep yep, totally sleeping out in the courtyard, using Florian the Awesome Sheep as a pillow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*So peaceful...*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grilled_lamb:2124</id>
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    <title>When Tales heroes clash, what happens?</title>
    <published>2008-04-05T23:48:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-05T23:48:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*standing in the gym, facing Lloyd in the center*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*brandishes Dymlos*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, you ready to begin?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grilled_lamb:1860</id>
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    <title>This aligns so perfectly with my last post, it's hilarious.</title>
    <published>2008-03-20T22:14:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-20T22:14:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yaaaaawwnn.... *drags self out of bed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*doo doo doo walking past a mirror to the bathroom!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!! Oh, hey Lilith! When did you get here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...! Hey, why are my words coming out of your mouth? *rubs head, and 'Lilith' does the same! scratches chest, which is boobed, now, and 'Lilith' does the same!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...*A HORRIFIC SCREAM RESOUNDS THROUGH THE DORM HALL!*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grilled_lamb:1734</id>
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    <title>Stahn is sick. :(</title>
    <published>2008-03-16T22:55:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-16T22:55:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*stumbles through the halls, not feeling too hot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... ahh... AH-CHOO! *sniffle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh... Maybe sleeping outside with that hose spraying everywhere wasn't the best idea I've had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;~You can thank your own stupidity for that, Stahn.~&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grilled_lamb:1517</id>
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    <title>Florian causes havoc!</title>
    <published>2008-03-02T00:49:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-02T00:49:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*As Stahn walks away from the makeshift pen he constructed for Florian out in the courtyard...*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Baaah~  *nudges open the lock with his nose. He exits the pen, Stahn nowhere in sight!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HOSHI SHEEP ON THE LOOSE*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grilled_lamb:1158</id>
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    <title>grilled_lamb @ 2008-02-23T18:49:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-24T00:10:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-24T00:10:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*locked in battle against one of the strange... shadow-things that have appeared in the school!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Wh-what the hell is this thing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[FLASHBACK]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*walking through the hallway, heading god-knows-where*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Hey Dymlos... Doesn't something seem... weird today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;~This school is ALWAYS weird, Stahn.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Really? I didn't notice... But today's so weird.&amp;nbsp; It's so dark and creepy, and there's blood on the wa-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;~!! Stahn! Behind you!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Huh? *turns around*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!! *narrowly avoids the attack from the Heartless with a backstep. A move that saved him more than a 'simple haircut'*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/FLASHBACK]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Grr.... BEAST! *blasts the enemy away with the ferocious attack*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*another swoops in! Will someone join the fray? Geez, I hope so*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grilled_lamb:835</id>
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    <title>What happens when you combine this boy with a bottom stomach, with a culinary town? YOU DECIDE!</title>
    <published>2008-02-11T23:23:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-11T23:23:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*wandering through the really large town, feeling lost and confused*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... Where's there a restaurant when you need it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*enters a place called Pastry Cuts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;*runs out, furiously blushing 10 seconds later. What he saw in there... he'll NEVER tell. It's too horrific for anyone to know of!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-definitely not a restaurant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*How about someone come along and help Stahn find a restaurant? And &lt;i&gt;maybe&lt;/i&gt; tell him about Caketown High, too?*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grilled_lamb:599</id>
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    <title>grilled_lamb @ 2008-02-08T23:14:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-09T04:18:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-09T04:18:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*out in a field on the outskirts of town*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*a man with long blonde hair is fast asleep, a sheep being used as a pillow. Why is he sleeping in the field? Go ask him*</content>
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