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  <title>The Void</title>
  <subtitle>Vanila Ice Cream</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Vanilla Ice</name>
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  <updated>2009-11-01T19:22:09Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:13331</id>
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    <title>Fortieth Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-11-01T19:22:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-01T19:22:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What haunts the minds and hearts of man is his own weakness. His inability to escape the demon that is regret. To exist beyond these things is to cast away one's humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... but for that, one would need to surrender so much. And most are too weak, by nature, to do so. It is this that brings them to their only true fate... Death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are humans or human like things truly considered the strongest species? No, they are not. The evening star has fallen on them. Only the new world of the strong will remain.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:13283</id>
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    <title>Thirty Ninth Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-10-16T19:41:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-16T19:41:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">... It was simply a matter of drawing out what already existed. Inside all of you that potential existed. All it took... was a simple push.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Dio, perhaps it is time we considered another location for ourselves.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:13008</id>
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    <title>Thirty Eighth Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-10-09T01:15:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-09T01:15:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wish for what one cannot gain by their own power... is a sign of weakness. We make our own destinies. That is the way of the strong.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:12567</id>
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    <title>Thirty Seventh Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-09-26T01:26:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-26T01:26:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Lord Dio... &lt;a href="http://shoothimfirst.livejournal.com/3241.html"&gt;it is done&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Dragon is now fully restored. Myself and my Stand are at your every command.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:12518</id>
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    <title>Thirty Sixth Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-09-10T18:08:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-10T18:08:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">No sight... no sound... only emptiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is in environments such as this that I almost miss the overwhelming rapture of The Void...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:12245</id>
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    <title>Thirty Fifth Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-08-25T17:20:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-25T17:20:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hm... I found this written on a wall when hunting for supplies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;"Spinning complacently in the darkness &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Covered and blinded by a blanket of little lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;False security has lulled the madness of this world into a slumber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake Up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An eye is upon you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring straight down and keenly through &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing all that you are and everything that you can never be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes  an eye is upon you  an eye ready to blink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO face forward  with arms wide open and mind reeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your future has arrived... Are you ready to go?"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder about the former inhabitants of this city...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:11918</id>
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    <title>Thirty Fourth Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-08-09T17:35:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-09T17:35:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">No environment can said to be as like death as the bitterness of cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with the snow, it is not as frigid now as the desert was at night...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:11736</id>
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    <title>Thirty Third Disraeli [Voice]</title>
    <published>2009-07-13T20:49:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-13T20:49:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;-There is a chanting sound, Discedo. It is definitely Ice's voice, too. The tone of the words invokes something along the lines of apprehension, even fear. The language is indeterminable. Perhaps some ancient tongue of the tribe he once belonged to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...It is soon interrupted. A familiar, horrifying series of subhuman noises are heard. Reavers.-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running with monsters in shadow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Not long after, the sounds of combat begin.-&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:11274</id>
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    <title>Thirty Second Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-07-08T20:21:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-08T20:21:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;"The seventh angel poured his bowl into the air, and a loud voice came out of the temple, from the throne, saying, 'It is done!' And there were flashes of lightning, voices, peals of thunder, and a great earthquake such as had never been since men were on the earth, so great was that earthquake. The great city was split into three parts, and the cities of the nations fell, and God remembered great Babylon, to make her drain the cup of the fury of his wrath. And every island fled away, and no mountains were to be found; and great hailstones, heavy as a hundred-weight, dropped on men from heaven, till men cursed God for the plague of the hail, so fearful was that plague." (Rev. 16:17-21).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:11250</id>
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    <title>Thirty First Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-06-30T18:55:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-30T18:55:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I realize this is a rather important question to ask given our current situation... hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discedo, which of the beasts found here are safest for humans to eat?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:10787</id>
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    <title>Thirtieth Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-06-23T21:53:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-23T21:53:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hmm... I feel as if my skills are waning in this idleness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I will venture into the city.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:10651</id>
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    <title>Twenty Ninth Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-06-07T02:23:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-07T02:23:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">How embarassing this must be for you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they called us monsters... hmm hmm hmm....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:10449</id>
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    <title>Twenty Eighth Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-05-30T20:12:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-30T20:12:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Such a curious thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, Discedo, for I am curious, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it mean to dream? Not the literal explination, but... a more open interpretation. The purpose of dreaming, the philosophy. I am infinitely interested at the moment.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:10112</id>
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    <title>4th Wall Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-05-16T05:21:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-16T05:21:56Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">...How embarassing, to have to deal with this again on top of the drunken idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it quick, my patience is thin.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:9815</id>
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    <title>Twenty Seventh Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-05-07T19:59:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-07T19:59:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The world turns, same as always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, Discedo, what does the word "trust" mean to you?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:9602</id>
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    <title>Twenty Sixth Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-04-16T22:38:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-16T22:38:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Nothing rained for me this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have, and all I would ever desire, are here in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Dio, Lilith, and what few "friends" I have made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am content. Here I am useful. Here... here I will only grow stronger.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:9294</id>
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    <title>Twenty Fifth Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-04-11T01:27:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-11T01:27:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found myself feeling "worry" for "friends". This is not something I am used to. How odd....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is because there is more likable company here than the gallery of rogues that Lord Dio, but it is still strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilith, have you found a means of relieving your boredom? I apologize for being unable to help...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:9003</id>
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    <title>Twenty Fourth Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-03-20T18:55:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-20T19:42:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Discedo, I have a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;What is beauty? What defines it? Is it important to you? How so?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These have been on my mind lately...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:8953</id>
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    <title>Twenty Third Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-03-07T20:43:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-07T20:43:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The world progresses and the humans still continue their fight to survive. I am torn between admiration and pity. I suppose if they can truly make something of this place... then perhaps these humans here will have right to exist in Lord Dio's World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if these people are strong... they will survive.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:8612</id>
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    <title>Twenty Second Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-02-25T08:11:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-25T08:11:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well... this weapon will suffice for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilith, if you would be so honored, I made need some help defending the household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(( Considering he's been using a road sign all of this time in the game normally, I don't see why he shouldn't use one here either. ))&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:8339</id>
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    <title>Twenty First Disraeli [Question for the masses]</title>
    <published>2009-02-11T19:17:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-11T19:17:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[[ ooc: If someone says "baby don't hurt me" I will reach over the internet and pimp smack you 8\ ]]&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:7992</id>
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    <title>Twentieth Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-01-29T07:41:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-29T07:41:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">In the desert, we prayed and dreamed for rain. And here the blessed water comes to burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The irony isn't lost on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Private to Seishirou/Dio. Unhackable.]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The troops are retreating to here. We need to do something, lest we are discovered.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:7865</id>
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    <title>Nineteenth Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-01-15T01:57:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-15T01:57:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hmmm...perhaps a change in plans is neccesary.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:7459</id>
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    <title>Eighteenth Disraeli [Voice with Text]</title>
    <published>2009-01-07T07:39:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-07T13:09:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;-panting is heard, as well as the shredding of cloth. It's systematic, as if he is at task on something...likely bandages for the battle-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Text because he's too tired for other languages]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was rather good, I think. That creature put up a far better fight than I expected...no mere dog, that's for certain. No, ha ha...he was a true match for me. I eagerly await his capabilities without the chip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear that, mongrel&lt;small&gt;((he means Kamui, folks))&lt;/small&gt;? It seems you have outlived your usefulness as a sparring partner. Maybe it's time you simply gave up. You're better suited to wallowing in the mud, after all.&lt;b&gt;[/Text]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-he transmits a heart, if pained, laugh. Ice enjoyed himself, Haruka-&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:the_icey_void:7265</id>
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    <title>Seventeenth Disraeli</title>
    <published>2009-01-02T01:31:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-02T01:31:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">No matter how many times...I kick this wretched little mutt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEPS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRYING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(( Ice gets a visit from everyone's favorite canine Stand user, Iggy. Iggy has been going about chewing on Ice's head, making sand statues of Dio in obscene poses, and farting on his face. Ice is not a happy camper ))&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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