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  <title>A Guardian's Diary</title>
  <subtitle>Having element-based powers is more troubling than you may think...</subtitle>
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    <name>The Timestone master</name>
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  <updated>2004-08-30T14:00:23Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nick_woohp:3036</id>
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    <title>Finally!</title>
    <published>2004-08-30T14:00:23Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-30T14:00:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Finally, this is over. We'll be going home soon, thank god for that. I found Clover looking for some modeling options when I got up this morning. Still hitting her hard, I thought. Sam's fine, my parents will make a full recovery, we caught the crooks who did this, and Britney's mom and my sister are all right! I now consider this case closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.- Jenna's going on a date with Darien? What's up with that? (It's not that I don't approve, it just surprised me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'll see you back at home sweet home. Nick out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nick~</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nick_woohp:2782</id>
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    <title>Oh, boy...</title>
    <published>2004-08-12T19:31:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-12T19:31:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You remember the "Lady Moon" that attacked us at the Heavenly Gates Square? She came back and tried to kill me! I would have used the pen Darien gave me if the others hadn't responded so fast to my 911 call on my compowder. And, worse, she hit Sam with some kind of poison-tipped needle! I hope she'll be okay, because we couldn't live without her. Nick out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nick~</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nick_woohp:2523</id>
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    <title>Long time since then...</title>
    <published>2004-08-05T23:10:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-17T21:31:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've just realized how happy I am to have met my friends. Even though I haven't seen my Japanese friends since we split, I'm sure they're doing well. I wonder if they're still at WOOHP? Anywho... And to think, if I hadn't moved here with my parents and old friends, I never would have met the blonde, redhead, and brunette with whom I'd spark a lifelong friendship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*Flashback*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OOC: For any readers of this post, this flashback is an excerpt from my Fanfiction.Net TS! story, "Blast From The Past", which details how my character Nick met the Spies. Read it. It's good! Note: I made a few changes to this excerpt to fit the continuity of this RPG, but nothing major! Read and enjoy!))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Nick Kelly. I'm 14 years old, and me and my Japanese friends, Sasami Kawai (the girl to my left with the long blue-haired ponytails) and Rika Nonaka (the spiky-haired girl to my right with a heart-broken shirt) had been chosen for the student exhange program at our school in our hometown of Tokyo, Japan. Now, we were in exotic and beautiful Beverly Hills, walking to our new school, Beverly Hills High. Little did we know that soon, the greatest adventure of our lives was about to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, girls, are you excited about hanging out with a new crowd?" I asked my two friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, you bet I am!" Rika replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Me too!" Sasami continued. "A little nervous, but mostly excited!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't wait! I *really* wanted a chance to get away from all those bullies and snobs back in Japan," I said. "It'll be nice to hang out with some good people, maybe settle down with a girl or something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, what's going on up ahead?" Rika inquired, pointing towards a group of people just up the road. Most of them were men, but I could barely make out three girls- one blonde, one redhead, and one brunette. From what I could see, the men were picking on the girls. Just *great*. I come to this place for a *DAY* and there's already bullies, I thought. "Let me go deal with this," I said to the two girls over here and started towards the brawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got close enough, I tapped the biggest bully, and he turned around, temporarily ceasing all of the bullying. I spun to kick him in the face, but he grabbed my leg in mid-swing. "Ok, boy, you're coming with us," the biggest bully said. "As *if*!" I replied, trying to pull my leg free. Sasami and Rika saw this and ran over to help. "Ok, know this, boy. I'm older, bigger, and better. You have to listen to me," the bully holding my leg said. "Well, *I* say, 'get off my leg!' You're not my prom date!!" Then, surprising the three girls in the fray, I spun again, freeing my leg, and then I spun once more, smacking the bully in the chest, sending him crashing to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You...you pummeled our leader! Now *you're going to pay*!" another bully exclaimed, and before I could blink, all the other bullies had piled up on me. A few seconds later, everyone could hear a muffled "ThhmpHst Twhst!" "What did you say, boy?" a third bully asked. "I said," I replied from under the pile. I flipped onto my hands and yelled crystal clear, "*Tempest Twist*!" Then, causing the brunette to gasp, I started spinning with my feet extended, kicking about 5-8 bullies in the faces on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the effects of my Tempest Twist had worn off, 3 bullies had stood up and charged me. I had dodged and done a backflip flying kick (my specialty) to each of them. 5 more charged, and they instantly went down, too. "Wow. For a small kid, he's, like, *totally* kicking their butts," the blonde said. "Really, I wonder how he does it. I mean, those are the toughest bullies in Beverly Hills, and the boy's treating them like they're just flakes, Alex!" the red-head said to the brunette, now identified as Alex, who replied, "Yeah, that *is* odd." 'This is one boy I am *so* not getting over!* Alex thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More bullies soon joined the fray, probably from the school. Still surprising the three girls, I jumped from one bully to another after another, kicking major butt on every jump. This startled all of the bullies so badly that they all rushed off back to the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that settled, I walked up to the 3 girls and said, "Are you three okay?" They were all just staring. "Um...you okay?" I asked again. "Yeah...we're fine," the redhead replied. She continued after I flashed her a smile. "How...how did you do that to those bullies back there? They're the toughest bullies in this state!" "Just basic fighting skills. I've been around my fair share of bullies and snobs before, and-" Before I could finish, I heard a bell ringing in the distance. "Oh, crud, there's the bell. We'll see you girls later!" With that, me, Sasami, and Rika raced off to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:00 PM, Beverly Hills High School Cafeteria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was lunch time at Beverly Hills High. They were serving my favorite lunch here, Hawaii-style pizza. As I took the tray with my lunch on it, I didn't see a girl of about 15 coming my way, that is, until I crashed into her by accident. As the tray wobbled around in the air, I frantically tried to catch it; I didn't want my pizza to fall on the floor. Then, I saw a hand reach out and grab my tray. All of my lunch contents fell onto the recovered tray as if they'd never been touched. I looked up, and saw a girl of about 15, with purple hair done up in a bowl-like style, wearing a simple dark-blue dress, light pink shorts, and a very pretty necklace was dangling from her neck. The brunette from this morning, I thought. "Oh, here's your lunch," she said, handing me my tray. I took it from her, and said, "Thanks. Say, aren't you one of the girls I helped out this morning?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She recognized me immediately. "Hey, it *is* you!" she replied. "Man, you *really* kicked those guys' butts." "I was just doing what I do. By the way, what's your name?" I asked the girl. "My name's Alex. Yours?" "It's Nick." "That's nice. Hey, you wanna sit with me? I was just getting my lunch, too." "Sure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Alex's table, me and Alex were talking. "So, where you from? I haven't seen you or your friends around here before," Alex asked me. "I'm from Japan, part of the student exchange program." "So that's why you have the mod fashion sense," she continued. She must have been referring to my Japanese school uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, I forgot to thank you for helping me and my friends this morning. If you and *your* friends hadn't shown up, we would've been lunch meat!" Alex said, draping her arm around me. "The feeling's mutual, Alex. It's just what we do," I replied, gearing up to take a bite of my pizza. But then, a shout of "MANDY!!!!" echoed throughout the entire school, a shout so loud, I nearly dropped my pizza again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up to see what was going on, and Alex followed me as I raced towards the gym, where I heard the noise. When me and Alex got there, I saw three more girls- one redhead with hair that reached to her to waist, a blonde with a shoulder-length cut, and another brunette with hair just as long as the redhead. The blonde and redhead from this morning seemed to be arguing with the brunette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, Mandy, *give me my mood ring back!!*" the blonde yelled. "Sorry, *Clover*, but I found it in the gym, and as they say, 'finders *keepers*, and..." the brunette droned on all snob-like to the blonde, now identified as Clover. Too familiar. I just flipped onto my hands, waiting for this "Mandy" to turn around. Then, Clover and the redhead noticed my stance. "Hey, Sam, doesn't that pose look familiar?" Clover said to the redhead, now known as Sam. "Yeah, it does," Sam replied. "*What* pose?" Mandy replied, and turned around, only to see me. "Who are you?" she asked me. I just exclaimed, "*Tempest Twist!*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That surprised Sam and Clover into realizing who I was. They watched as I started spinning on my hands with my legs extended, eventually socking Mandy across the face quite a few times, making her drop a green ring with a blue heart-shaped jewel. I then delivered the coup de grace- flipping back right-side up and doing a powerful windmill flying kick that sent Mandy flying back into the gym, eventually crashing into a pile of soccer balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and Clover just stared on as Mandy crashed into the soccer balls. "D-D- D...did you s-see that, Sammie?" Clover asked Sam. "Yeah, I saw it! That was the same move we saw this morning!" Sam replied. I walked up and picked up the mood ring that Mandy dropped. I handed it back to Clover, and said, "I believe this is yours." Clover slid the ring back on her finger, which was now glowing bright yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I...I...I don't know what to say, kid," Clover said in a choked voice, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me into a *tight* hug. "You saved my mood ring!" "That's just what I do," I said. "Why does this 'Mandy' hate you so much, Clover?" I asked her. "I *still* don't know, but- *wait*, how did you know my name?" she exclaimed. "I heard you guys talking when you shouted at Mandy. I could hear it from the lunch room, and that's all the way on the other side of the school!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, Clover paid a lot of money for that mood ring," Sam continued. I looked at the ring, which was now glowing a bright green, which obviously meant Clover was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*End Flashback*&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been over 6 years since I joined WOOHP, and my life was changed forever. (In both ways, I might add.) Ok, Nick out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nick~</content>
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    <title>Weird stuff's going down.</title>
    <published>2004-08-04T17:11:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-04T17:11:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We just got attacked by this weird woman about an hour ago, and Darien got hit by a tranquilizer dart! (Or something of the sort.) Thankfully, we got out of there alive. We're laying low in a hotel for now, so no one will suspect us. Clover, Alex, and I are off to get something to eat. I just wish I could read the Chinese writing on the menu so I knew what was what. Nick out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nick~</content>
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    <title>Oops...</title>
    <published>2004-08-02T04:40:40Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-02T04:42:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Spyro: Year of the Dragon- Sorceress's Lair Music</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I almost snapped at this man earlier; and for good reason- he looked almost exactly like the guy who attacked my parents when I was 11 and killed my brother. Thankfully, Sam stopped me from doing something I'd regret. I don't think Britney knows what happened 10 years ago, because she snapped at me today. Last time she got angry- yeesh, it wasn't pretty. We're good now, but I've got to be careful and not let the memory of *both* attacks get to me. Ok, Nick out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nick~</content>
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    <title>Off we go....or something like that...</title>
    <published>2004-07-31T23:48:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-31T23:48:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, the whole team's off to Bejing to find the person rfesponsible for the kidnapping of Britney's mom and my sister, plus the brutal attack of my mom and dad. I have a strange feeling inside me. This incident is very similar to what happened to my family back in Japan when I was 11. I don't know how; I just know. Nick out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nick~</content>
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    <title>Oh, geez....</title>
    <published>2004-07-29T15:26:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-29T15:26:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can't believe this! First Britney's mom gets kidnapped, and now the possibly same guy just assaulted my parents! My mind's going in all sorts of directions here. Everything was peaceful for a while, and now this happens! Man, I am gonna have one heck of a time trying to explain this absence to Shining Star University. Nick out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nick~</content>
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    <title>Trippin' (and I mean it!)</title>
    <published>2004-07-28T06:46:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-28T06:46:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Wada Kouji- With The Will</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I saw Sam and Allison at the mall with Clover today. It's been quite a while. Man, I needed a break after the way Shining Star University piled those exams on me. JEEZ! Ok, I've gotta go. Nick out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nick~</content>
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    <title>Way to reunite....</title>
    <published>2004-07-27T14:32:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-27T14:32:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Wada Kouji- The Last Element</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I visited Clover today like I promised her in Russia, and man, talk about an emotional rollercoaster. Clover lost her job at the modeling agency, and it was all for a stupid, stick-like French chick. Clover had really been hit hard by it. I'm glad we all have someone to be there for us. And, you won't believe this...I kissed Clover today! As you remember, I tried before at our junior prom, but Mandy ruined it in her classic style (she tripped me before Clover and I made contact). It's amazing how much everything's changed since we split for college. Ok, I need to go check in with Jerry about my trip. I'll see you later. Nick out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nick~</content>
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    <title>It's incredible!</title>
    <published>2004-07-16T04:23:17Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I'm so glad Clover's been doing well since we split. I just hope Sammy and Alex will be available when we're done with this mission. We haven't had any time to hang out since we split up for college! It'll be good to get together again. See ya for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nick</content>
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