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  <title>You're So Superfical</title>
  <subtitle>Colours are Fading</subtitle>
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  <updated>2008-12-04T00:35:15Z</updated>
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    <title>⌦ dream | four</title>
    <published>2008-11-29T04:58:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-29T23:58:09Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Private; Pretty open but only because she can't think straight at the moment. &lt;br /&gt;Images and voices will come across much easier if you're closer to Konishi. Which honestly isn't many people. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[The blonde looks over the scene with a critcal eye and a look of sheer displeasure on her face.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;What a ridiculous idea.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Konishi had always told people that she had died in a car crash. &lt;/em&gt;It was an easy enough explaination for chimps to understand, but more importantly no one questioned it. She didn't want to have to think about her life in the RG, much less &lt;/em&gt;speak&lt;em&gt; about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[The voice and face are blurred and even Konishi can't make out some of the figure's words] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It's safe I promise ---static---. Besides ----static--- perfectly safe.&amp;quot; The figure smiles - something that fills her with an odd sense of reassurance and it even surprises her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The details of how she died especially seemed to bother her. That was another reason she hated speaking about her death. Messy details were something she hated and her death was nothing but. Car crashes on the other hand were easy to understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Once she's ready she looks at the figure with a displeased look on her face.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Why do I bother spending time with you, ---static---?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[The smile appears again and she feels slight irritation at his carefree nature.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Opposites attract don't they?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[An unpleased smirk crosses Konishi's if only for a moment before she snorts.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[The rest of the dream blurs into colours and images and all Konishi can make out are images of the sky and things flying past her. This continues before flickering to black.] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*An unpleasent look appears on Konishi's face when she realizes what she was just dreaming about*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...You're the only reason I&amp;nbsp;have a great dislike for carefree people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:msiron_heart:1879</id>
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    <title>⌦ Dream | three</title>
    <published>2008-11-07T06:02:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-08T00:56:05Z</updated>
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    <category term="composer"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Composer and Conductor were so closely linked although the two were never seen together in the same room although they may have well be.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Conductor made every decision that the Composer ordered and whenever Konishi saw the Conductor, she could have sworn that the Composer was right there in every motion and breath that he made. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Konishi, the Conductor wasn't a very important person at least not compared to the Composer, but he had just enough to command attention from the brainless Harrier Reapers and anyone under him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite that, when she felt his dark sunglasses turn towards her with a smirk on his face and asked, &amp;quot;Konishi, have you ever wanted to be the Composer?&amp;quot; , she knew her answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Composer was like the Underground's God. He was powerful and even ethereal if she dared to say it - someone she had never laid her eyes on. He controlled everything from behind a screen and was essesntially &lt;/em&gt;everything&lt;em&gt;. But of course, everyone, Konishi included, knew that a God could be killed. They were whispered of course as if just the very idea was taboo, but yes, it could be done, and when it was, that person in turn would become God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;. The thought alone about this God-like figure made Konishi's head reel. Once upon a time, the Composer was a alive too - they hadn't lived in the Underground all his life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since she had entered the Game, Konishi had hungrily grabbed onto every single piece of information she could about this game. And that included anything involving &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;the mysterious Composer himself. She could become the new Composer, and she believed that she would be a better Composer too. Konishi knew though that such thoughts were dangerous - any position of real power was&amp;nbsp; a dangerous one especially one such as the Composer's. Chances that someone would come around &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;and defeat her in turn was highly probably. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Konishi never took chances. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Of course not,&amp;quot; she replied obediently &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;adjusting her glasses. Studying her a moment longer, the Conductor nodded satisfied and returned to what he was doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Konishi didn't doubt her ability to run the Underground efficently and become an even better Composer than the current one. She wanted power. She wanted control, and no one would stop her; she would see to that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet - she took a glance back at the Conductor: His lazy, easy smile and his relaxed demnour. He had no cares in the world, and if he did they didn't show. He didn't have complete control of Shibuya it was true, but he knew every move the Composer made. And most the most important thing he did have was security. No one was going after his position because everyone all had their grubby minds set on the Composer's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least...until now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[/Private]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:msiron_heart:1691</id>
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    <title>OOC | Halloween Costume!</title>
    <published>2008-11-01T05:52:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-01T05:52:55Z</updated>
    <category term="halloween event"/>
    <category term="costume"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/msiron_heart/pic/00002dgf/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/msiron_heart/pic/00002dgf/s320x240" style="width: 149px; height: 328px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;            &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/msiron_heart/pic/000014gd/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" width="261" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/msiron_heart/pic/000014gd/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a loser. I was reading CLAMP manga and came up with this...Alice in Wonderland baby 8D</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:msiron_heart:1420</id>
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    <title>⌦ Dream | 02</title>
    <published>2008-10-15T16:36:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-08T00:54:50Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;[Private; Semi-Hard Hack]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[Hackable if you're really desperate though]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power flooded Konishi's senses, the cries of her partner far gone from her mind. She felt no guilt about how she had won the Game and not her partner - as far as she was concerned her partner had only been a stepping stone to get her to win the Game. The person had been a complete stranger, a week didn't count as getting to know someone. And relationships were only a burden in her mind - most people in general were idiots and Konishi didn't want to be associated with people like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when she had been offered the choice of going back to the Real Ground or becoming a Reaper it had been no contest. She didn't desire to live back in her old life anymore, god knows her mind would go to waste. The Underground was so much more interesting...exciting if she dared to say it. Here power was within reach of whoever wanted it only if you were competent enough to understand how to grasp it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;Welcome to the Reapers.&amp;quot; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her plan was flawless. Perfect. There was no room for errors as far as she was concerned and Konishi didn't mind being patient and waiting for certain pieces to fall into place if it meant getting what she wanted. When the day had finally came when she was promoted to the rank of Game Master, Konishi allowed herself a thin smile which could be interpreted as a smirk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from 104 was lovely. Konishi felt strong and looking over all those mindless chimps scuttle around below. Konishi smiled slightly as she stood up there feeling the power go through her body. Yes. She would get what she wanted and she wouldn't let any single element get in her way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[/Private]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The young woman stood up from her spot on the building roof and brushed herself off and approached the edge to gaze down onto the streets below. The view from this building was much more different. Not a single soul scurried below her, only a single floating castle overhead ominous. Konishi's lips pursed and she crossed her arms. This had to stop happening.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>⌦ Dream | 01</title>
    <published>2008-10-14T04:35:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-08T00:54:28Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">From what I've gathered we only are in this world when we're asleep in our own. Which means I'm missing from somewhere in the UG, and that thought alone is slightly...Hmph. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like this place at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Private; Medium Hack]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'm not pleased in the least bit and a bit unsettled. I'm out of my element and this is way out of anything I projected before. I need more information on this place. If we come here only when we sleep then does this happen every time we fall asleep? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least some familiar faces are around. Even if the company isn't as I'd like it, I'll make do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[\Private]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>⌦ Voice Mail</title>
    <published>2008-10-13T03:51:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-04T00:34:15Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Greetings. You're reached Mitsuki Konishi. Obviously I&amp;nbsp;am away from my phone. Leave a message and I'll get back to you when I&amp;nbsp;am available. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[ooc: Hey guys~~&amp;nbsp;If you need to reach me feel free to leave me a message here or just IM me or what not =)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>OOC ⌦ Profile Meme</title>
    <published>2008-10-13T03:27:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-04T00:35:15Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;[Character Name] &lt;/strong&gt;Mitsuki Konishi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Canon]&lt;/strong&gt; The World Ends With You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Age]&lt;/b&gt; 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Gender]&lt;/b&gt; Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Sexual Orientation]&lt;/b&gt; Het&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Eye Color]&lt;/b&gt; Gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Hair Color]&lt;/b&gt; Blonde / White Blonde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Height]&lt;/b&gt; Oh gee. I have no idea =\ 5'...6?&amp;nbsp;XD&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Other]&lt;/b&gt; She wears glasses 8D&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Clothing]&lt;/b&gt; Black dress over a white short sleeved shirt with ruffles on the end. A&amp;nbsp;black bow is tied around her neck and she wears black knee length stockings with white high heels on her feet. Konishi usually has her hair in a half pony tail with two silver and one gold bangle on her arm. To but it bluntly:&amp;nbsp;she's a bit of a minimalist.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Background]&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span&gt;Konishi is known as one of the higher ranked Reapers in the game and as of such was appointed Game Master for week 3. Mitsuki&amp;rsquo;s goal the whole time since she entered the game was to simply ride her way to the top and eventually become the Composer, or at the very least the Conductor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the first two weeks of Neku&amp;rsquo;s game, Konishi seemed very loyal and looked as if she had no other purpose but to serve the Conductor, Kitaniji and the Composer. Any lower ranked Reaper who addressed them, she would demand respect from more or less reinforcing the fact in other&amp;rsquo;s mind that she had no other intention but to serve the two. However, her true colours start to show as the week&amp;rsquo;s progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her real ruthlessness starts to kick in during her week as Game Master. An instant annoyance to Beat and Neku appears because had foiled her plan to wrap up the week&amp;rsquo;s game on Day 1 and decided to take her payback in her own special way. She showed herself as the Game Master to the two and announced that since Beat had been expelled from the Reapers, he was now nothing more than a mere player. Of course this meant that she had to collect his entry fee which happened to be his sister&amp;rsquo;s Noise form and turning it into a pin which she would give back to him upon their finding of her. Konishi also gave them a mission: Find her in 6 days or at least before they get erased. And, oh yeah, Beat? You have 5 days left to live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sent countless things to block them from finding her and only revealed herself at the entrance to the Shibuya River when the two were confronted by Minamimoto. Konishi emerged from her hiding place which was from Beat&amp;rsquo;s shadow saying that she had been with them all along. Mitsuki opened the barrier blocking the River upon Minamimoto&amp;rsquo;s demand but only on the condition that once he was Composer, she could be his Conductor. This is where Konishi&amp;rsquo;s true intentions pop up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn&amp;rsquo;t matter who was in charge, as long as she saw her goal through and that was to become Conductor. Unfortunately for Konishi, her plans weren&amp;rsquo;t as flawless as she thought. After Beat taunted her more or less, she lost her composure and in the process lost the fight against the two as well. Konishi though always knew how to ruin a party by getting in the last word: Rhyme&amp;rsquo;s entry fee wasn&amp;rsquo;t the memory of her brother Beat; they were his. Rhyme&amp;rsquo;s was something entirely different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Personality]&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span&gt;Mitsuki Konishi: breathtakingly beautiful with her long, almost white blonde hair, gray eyes and slim lethal body. Don&amp;rsquo;t ever judge a book by its cover though, especially if it&amp;rsquo;s her. While Konishi seems obedient and loyal to those of higher position, she can do a complete 360 degree and turn loyal and obedient to cold and manipulative in a heart beat. She&amp;rsquo;ll do anything to get what she wants and I mean anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Konishi takes care of her outward appearance to the world. She is extremely intelligent and tends to disregard and look down on those who aren&amp;rsquo;t higher above her in rank or who she simply doesn&amp;rsquo;t see fit enough to waste her energy interacting with. It&amp;rsquo;s rare for her to lose her composure but there are the rare moments and when she does snap you had better hope you aren&amp;rsquo;t on the receiving end. Cause dang you&amp;rsquo;re gonna regret it in the morning 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She isn&amp;rsquo;t above using trickery and mind games to get what she wants and will ally with however thinks is going to get her to her goal. Konishi prefers not to get her hands dirty and will only step in to intervene if need be. And hoyea: feel free to call her Iron Maiden or Iron Face if she makes you angry~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Specialties/Abilities]&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span&gt;Mitsuki definitely wouldn&amp;rsquo;t win in a fist fight despite her killer body. Needless to say she stays out of any physical fights because she&amp;rsquo;s not stupid. She knows she wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be able to win. She&amp;rsquo;s still a top brass Reaper though and really, &lt;s&gt;do&lt;/s&gt; don&amp;rsquo;t get her angry because she&amp;rsquo;s a pain to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She prefers her mind games or simply use lower class Reaper or Noise as her pawns. She has the ability to call Noise to fight for her and she can also hide in people&amp;rsquo;s shadows while in her human form &lt;s&gt;that creeper&lt;/s&gt;. Konishi can also change into her Noise form which goes by the name of Tigris Cantus which is basically this big huge tiger with wings. In this form she can make shadow clones of herself to fight or defend her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Other important stuff]&lt;/b&gt; Not the character you want a sensitive character around especially if you don&amp;rsquo;t want her pulling out her *SHING* smart lingo on. Oh, and she enjoys calling people &amp;lsquo;vexatious chimps,&amp;rdquo; and the like =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Affection]&lt;/b&gt; She's a tough one on this one. Try it though - I&amp;nbsp; &lt;strike&gt;dare&lt;/strike&gt; invite you to 8D&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Fighting&lt;/b&gt;] Awe, but she'll break a nail!!&amp;nbsp;D8 Do. It.&amp;nbsp;But she'd probably beat you up with her mind games ;D&amp;nbsp;Just keep that in mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Other Facts]&lt;/b&gt;She la-la-loves calling people vexatious chimps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yea~ Her nickname is Iron Maiden - but do feel free to call her Iron Face just for kicks.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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