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  <title>Catch me if you can</title>
  <subtitle>--the sky is me--</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Jet</name>
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  <updated>2008-05-03T06:04:08Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:11176</id>
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    <title>Oh, what the FUCK.</title>
    <published>2008-05-03T06:04:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-03T06:04:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">All right, so apparently those detective guys and my world's Stripe found the asshole who set us up.  Jim something.  Sounded like a televangelist's name, anyway.  Turns out he brainwashed some other green bird into helping him.  Anyway, we're all in the clear now.  So you'd think I'd be free to plan our next job, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong.  Now I'm fucking &lt;i&gt;molting&lt;/i&gt;, and it looks like the others up here are about to do the same.  And since I've been a lazy-ass when it came to training the newbies, I can't even ask them to go in our place.  I just hope the funds'll hold until this stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.  Fuckity fuckity fuck.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:10930</id>
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    <title>Frame job.</title>
    <published>2008-03-08T08:46:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-08T08:46:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sheesh, what a day.  I was finally feeling better, so I went on a store run with Storm earlier.  On the way back, this pair of reptiles and a hyperactive bee kid stop us, accusing us of being that thief on the news I mentioned the other day, the one that killed some guards!  They said there were green feathers at the crime scene.  I was about to say something, but then Storm cut me off by thinking out loud, "How could the boss do that when he was home feeling bad--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;but boss, i relly said "leevin snotty tissues on th florr"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sk;hfklsdhfa;s&lt;i&gt;Damn it, Storm!&lt;/i&gt;  Quit messing with my com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But you &lt;u&gt;were&lt;/u&gt; leaving tissues all over the place, o fearless leader.  ~v~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;... note to self, edit this out after they leave.&lt;/s&gt; Anyway, as I was saying, the lizard wasn't buying it, but the... alligator?  Crocodile?  I can't tell the difference.  Anyway, their big guy was a different story.  It looked like he might've believed Storm.  I told him that even on the odd chance they were my feathers, the Babylon Rogues don't kill.  We gotta knock some heads around sometimes, but we don't &lt;i&gt;kill&lt;/i&gt; anyone.  We got a code, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started to go, but the lizard tried to stop us.  He's apparently some kind of ninja wannabe.  So, I did what any&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;anime nerd&lt;/i&gt; skjfh;dsfWAVE!&lt;/s&gt;one would do when faced with a ninja: I asked if he knew the Sexy Jutsu.  He stammered and turned bright red.  I mean his entire body went from pinkish-purple to red.  &lt;s&gt;I wonder if he could turn a certain shade of blue...&lt;/s&gt; That gave us the chance to get the hell out of there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it all, I guess now we're going to have to do some investigations of our own about this thief, if he's trying to ruin our reputation.  No one smears the Babylon Rogues and gets away with it!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:10501</id>
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    <title>Sick and Tired.</title>
    <published>2008-03-04T09:13:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-04T09:14:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hmph.  I almost got through winter without getting a cold.  &lt;i&gt;Almost&lt;/i&gt;.  Now I'm sniffling and coughing and freezing and I want a hedgehog.  XvX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh.  This is the third or fourth time the news mentioned someone (or someones?) stealing a bunch of machine components.  Whoever they are, they seem to have fucked up this time; some security guards ended up dead.  I'd hate to be them right now; the cops are gonna chase 'em even harder now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... huh, should probably plan a job sometime soon.  Maybe after the cold medicine stop making me feel funny...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:10318</id>
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    <title>Huh.</title>
    <published>2008-01-20T23:52:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-20T23:52:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just realized something.  Spike and I were supposed to have ourselves a little race, oh, a few months shy of a &lt;i&gt;year&lt;/i&gt; ago, and we &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; haven't had it yet.  &lt;font size="-2"&gt;I still remember the bet, too.  You'd look really good in lace, Spike.  ^v^&lt;/font&gt;  Maybe I should drag Mr. Hermit out of his cave so we can finally see who's better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph.  Jaqi's getting a bit stir-crazy again.  She can't go out because of the cold, so she's been bugging pretty much everyone that she can just so she won't be bored.  I guess I should stop Wave chasing her around with a wrench...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:10059</id>
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    <title>What.</title>
    <published>2007-12-31T13:45:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-31T13:45:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why is it that every time I stop checking Livejournal, that's when all the antics and WTFery start cropping up and when I return, I'm left wondering, "the hell?"</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:9826</id>
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    <title>Delivery.</title>
    <published>2007-12-23T04:55:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-23T04:55:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I decided to check out the Garden some on my own before bringing guests.  It's really an amazing place...  Hard to believe I thought it was just a made-up story when I saw it up close like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike, Pink?  I sent along something special to the both of you.  Nothing for you at the moment, Stripe; I wasn't sure if you were home yet and didn't want yours to die before you saw it. Jaqi says she'll make sure it stays alive here until you return.  Although personally, I don't think she wants to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should get back to work.  I have to figure out our next job over here...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:9490</id>
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    <title>Try this instead.</title>
    <published>2007-12-08T01:23:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-08T01:23:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nina Sky, "Move Ya Body (Norty Cotto Mix) "</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Spike, Stripe, got somewhere I want to show you.  Please reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Junior, you were right.  The Garden does exist.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:9307</id>
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    <title>ruleofthewind @ 2007-12-04T19:59:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-05T02:02:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-05T02:02:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Holy shit, it's real.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:8950</id>
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    <title>Too close.</title>
    <published>2007-11-28T07:01:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-03T07:28:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tonight's job nearly landed us in handcuffs &lt;s&gt;and not in the good way&lt;/s&gt;, but the payoff was worth it.  I've almost achieved my goal.  Now come the hard part...  Maybe I should just be straight up this time.  If I try the sneaky approach, I'm going to have some very powerful people pissed off at me.  It's bad enough the Spike in my world still wants to cream me; I don't need more of this.  &lt;font size="-2"&gt;Dad would probably disapprove of going the legit route for this if he were still alive, though...  But I got to do what I got to do.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:8534</id>
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    <title>Unbelievable.</title>
    <published>2007-11-06T07:36:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-06T07:36:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm not sure if I should be pleased there really is a place named "Sand Ruins" because it saved me some time searching, or still mock the person who came up with the name for being really, really, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; uncreative.  I'll admit it's an apt description, but come on, that name couldn't &lt;i&gt;be&lt;/i&gt; any more pathetic if it tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sand Ruins".  &lt;i&gt;Honestly&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should get back to my research...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:8116</id>
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    <title>OWNED.</title>
    <published>2007-09-18T08:44:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-18T08:44:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Aerosmith, "Dude (Looks Like a Lady)"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="+6"&gt;^v^&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;Baby blue suits you, Stripe.  ^v^&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:7820</id>
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    <title>whu...?  XvX</title>
    <published>2007-09-17T00:25:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-17T00:25:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">... hedgehog got the jump on me...  Okay, fine, so Stripe can catch me.  Still, can't keep me if I don't want to be kept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... didn't mind being kept...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;Damn it, it's bad enough what the cuffs do to me, did he have to give me that "cat that ate the canary" look and hksl;dfh;skdfkjsdg that might be enough in of itself to keep me on the bottom.  So help me, I &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; get the jump on &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt; someday...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more typing now.  Wrists still hurt...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:7645</id>
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    <title>What.</title>
    <published>2007-09-10T04:43:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-10T04:43:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's been weird lately.  First I finally get Spike to think like a Rogue &lt;font size="-2"&gt;which surprised the hell out of &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;.  Wrist hurt for days afterwards...&lt;/font&gt;, then I met that echidna from the bizarro future world &lt;font size="-2"&gt;and then showed Spike a thing or two  ^v^&lt;/font&gt;, and now, somehow, the damned pincushion's somehow got me doing his damned math homework for him.  I must be losing my touch; that's the only explanation.  I'm going to have to regain my edge if I want to remain number one thief in the skies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and hey, Pink?  When's your birthday, anyway?  That other Stripe talking made me think about it.  We should do something special for it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:7367</id>
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    <title>Duck?</title>
    <published>2007-07-20T08:03:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-20T08:03:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Panic! At The Disco, "There's A Reason The Seats Are Numbered"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I was out getting groceries today.  The cashier had to change the roll of paper for the register and told me, "Sorry, this will take a minute, Mr. Duck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mr. Duck".  Do I &lt;i&gt;look&lt;/i&gt; like a duck to any of you?  I'm a fucking bird of prey, not something you feed bread at a pond!  See this beak?  It's &lt;i&gt;sharp&lt;/i&gt;!  It ain't made for shifting in mud for bugs or whatever the fuck ducks do!  Honestly, what are they teaching in schools nowadays?  You'd think people could tell species apart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mr. Duck".  Unbelievable.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:7097</id>
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    <title>Pixed.</title>
    <published>2007-07-14T06:07:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-14T06:07:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So.  There's a pixy sitting on top of the screen, looking down at what I'm typing.  To my left, a mini-rose plant and African violets.  Damn it, Spike's hard to refuse when he's fanboying like that.  At least the newest little Rogue, Jaqi, seems like she'll be a useful addition to the team.  From what I looked up, tampering with security systems seems to be a specialty of her kind.  I guess she's kind of cute, too.  I just wish she'd stop trying to braid my feathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to teach Jaqi a few things, though.  No one starts off on our calibre, after all.  I got to start with the basics and have her work her way up from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;&lt;s&gt;But she really is the cutest fucking thing ever.  And if you ever tell anyone I said this, I will deny it fervently.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:6785</id>
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    <title>WTFWTFWTFWTFWTFWTFWTF.</title>
    <published>2007-07-13T19:43:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-13T19:43:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>no sound plz k thx.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Why am I in what looks to be a church?  And how did my feathers end up getting braided?  Did that have to do with the tiny kids with wings who were napping on me when I woke up?  What the hell did I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;i&gt;fuck&lt;/i&gt;, Spike was right.  About the vampire chick and the leggy redhead.  And now these overgrown fireflies won't leave me alone, and this one little girl one is asking if I have any plants at home that need tending to.  She thinks I'm funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, my head is pounding and I didn't see any aspirin in the house.  What the hell kind of house doesn't have aspirin or Tylenol or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh?  Oh, the vampire chick is behind me and she doesn't seem happy.  Guess this is her computer.  Got to go.</content>
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    <title>Pirates.</title>
    <published>2007-07-13T06:44:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-13T06:44:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Relient K,"The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything" (Thanks a fucking lot, sonicwind.)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Fucking air pirates, trying to muscle in on my turf.  Metal City belongs to the Babylon Rogues, not some mangy furball with a bad accent!  And then Carnage had the gall to hit on &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; hedgehog when we were trying to negotiate some terms for sharing airspace.  So, I threw him out.  He was obviously planning something underhanded involving Spike, I just know it, and I wasn't going to stand for it.  Damned air pirates better not show their ugly mugs in my territory again, or I'll have to make sure they &lt;i&gt;won't&lt;/i&gt; be back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wave and Storm are going to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;i&gt;fine&lt;/i&gt;.  Wave, Storm, and &lt;s&gt;Storm's stupid mutt&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;Sprinkles&lt;/i&gt; are going to keep watch &lt;s&gt;Happy now, Storm?  Now quit reading over my shoulder.&lt;/s&gt; while I take Spike to that place he's been bugging me about.  He &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; swears that chick at Pizza Piscary's a pureblood vampire.  I think it's crazy, but if it'll make him happy to go there...  He's like a big kid sometimes.  &lt;font size="-2"&gt;It's pretty cute, now that I think about it.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:6267</id>
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    <title>Date.</title>
    <published>2007-07-08T02:00:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-08T02:00:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>DDR, "After The Game Of Love"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Damned hedgehog.  Spike went on about this book he was reading where a vampire ran a pizzaria with the same name as one in town and now I've got this nagging feeling this one regular of the place, who I swear was looking at me kind of funny, was wondering if hawk blood was tasty.  Damn it, vampires don't exist, much less run pizzarias!  Even if the regular was a dead ringer for a character in Spike's book!  I gotta get this nonsense out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a date with Pink (&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_lovelessrose' lj:user='lovelessrose' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://lovelessrose.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://lovelessrose.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;lovelessrose&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, not the singer) in a little while.  I should get ready.</content>
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    <title>Alternates.</title>
    <published>2007-06-07T08:18:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-07T08:18:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been wondering about Spike's world's Rogues.  Everything I've heard about them points to them being grade-A assholes--yes, I'm aware of the irony of me calling someone an asshole, but they're supposed to be &lt;i&gt;worse than me&lt;/i&gt;--but I want to see it with my own eyes.  Are they really as classless and cruel as I've heard, or is there something more going on there than meets the eye?  Maybe I'll seek them out next time I'm in Spike's world...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:5701</id>
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    <title>Not Amused.</title>
    <published>2007-05-13T23:53:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-13T23:57:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Smile.dk, "Do You"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table width="500" style="margin: 5px; border: 1px solid #cc0000; padding: 8px; font: 10pt arial, verdana, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;; color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff" align="center"&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #ffccff; font: 12pt arial, verdana, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;;"&gt;&lt;td colspan="5" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your &lt;a href="http://www.theferrett.com/purity2/"&gt;Ultimate Purity Test 2.0 Score&lt;/a&gt; Is... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: #FF0000; border-bottom-style: solid; font-weight: bold" width="20%"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: #FF0000; border-bottom-style: solid; font-weight: bold" width="25%"&gt;Your Score:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: #FF0000; border-bottom-style: solid; font-weight: bold" width="25%"&gt;Average For All Users&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: #FF0000; border-bottom-style: solid; font-weight: bold" width="25%"&gt;Average For All &lt;br /&gt;( total)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: #FF0000; border-bottom-style: solid; font-weight: bold" width="25%"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;53.85%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;34.26%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;Flirts mildly, then runs away &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #ffffcc;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Self-Lovin'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;51.52%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;61.23%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;Master of your domain &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shamelessness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;79.03%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;77.54%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;Has yet to see self in mirror &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #ffffcc;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sex Drive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;83.33%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;75.23%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;Monks are envious &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Straightness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;87.04%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;39.62%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;Just go &lt;i&gt;fuck&lt;/i&gt; something, okay? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #ffffcc;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gayness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;22.22%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;78.54%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;Makes Dr. Frank-n-Furter look &lt;i&gt;tame&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dominant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;88.33%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;86.99%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;Afraid to cross at "Don't Walk" signs &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #ffffcc;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Submissive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;82.54%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;87.36%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;Submits to no one... almost &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fucking Sick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;90.82%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;90.01%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;Refreshingly normal &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #ffffcc;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total Score&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;73.38%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt;74%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25%"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="5" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theferrett.com/purity2/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take The Ultimate Purity Test 2.0&lt;br&gt;and see how you match up!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(By &lt;a href="http://theferrett.livejournal.com/"&gt;The Ferrett&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... all right, so I ain't done much with girls yet.  It's just a measurement of what you've done, not how much you you like one sex over the other.  I still like girls.  Mostly.  And I do &lt;i&gt;NOT&lt;/i&gt; make Dr. Frank N. Furter look tame, damn it!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:5625</id>
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    <title>Ow.</title>
    <published>2007-05-10T20:18:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-10T20:20:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Emilie Autumn, "I Want My Innocence Back"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">All right, maybe that stupid online quiz was onto something there.  I really didn't think he had it in him.  Maybe the uniform brings out Spike's wilder side?  &lt;font size="-2"&gt;Where the hell did he get a riding crop anyway?  And handcuffs?  Not cheap toy cuffs, either.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, um, interesting night.  &lt;font size="-2"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I'd do it again, though.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:5363</id>
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    <title>Silence.</title>
    <published>2007-05-09T08:30:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-09T08:30:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sonic's back home, I'm here, Wave and Storm are out...  I can't remember ever being left completely alone like this before.  It's...  unsettling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning our next job.  Yeah, that'll keep my mind busy.  Got to find something worth swiping...</content>
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    <title>Top.</title>
    <published>2007-05-05T22:00:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-05T22:00:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="display:none"&gt;&amp;lt;/form&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;div style="width: 500px; border: 1px solid; border-color: 1F87B2; margin: 1em; background-color: FFFFFF; text-align:center;"&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: large; background-color: 1F87B2; color: FFFFFF; font-weight: bold; padding: 4px;"&gt;Discover if You are Seme or Uke!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Created by ChiisaiYume on &lt;a href="http://memegen.net/" style="color: FFFFFF;"&gt;Memegen.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="padding: 1em; color: black; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div class="result_list"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k263/SpicyLemonade/seme.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left; color: black;"&gt;This is the result if Seme! has the highest score.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: large; background-color: 1F87B2; color: FFFFFF; font-weight: bold; padding: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;Take this quiz now - it's easy!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="padding: 1em; color: 000000; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;form name="memegen_quiz" method="post" action="http://www.memegen.net/view/show/6776"&gt; &lt;table&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="color: 000000;"&gt;How tall are you?&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;div style=" padding: 2px; border: 1px solid; border-color:1F87B2; margin: 1em;"&gt; &lt;input type="radio" name="questions[23243]" value="74751"&gt; &lt;label for="questions[23243]74751" style="color: 000000"&gt;Taller than 6’5’’&lt;/label&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style=" padding: 2px; border: 1px solid; border-color:1F87B2; margin: 1em;"&gt; &lt;input type="radio" name="questions[23243]" value="74752"&gt; &lt;label for="questions[23243]74752" style="color: 000000"&gt;Between 6’ and 6’5’’&lt;/label&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style=" padding: 2px; border: 1px solid; border-color:1F87B2; margin: 1em;"&gt; &lt;input type="radio" name="questions[23243]" value="74755"&gt; &lt;label for="questions[23243]74755" style="color: 000000"&gt;Between 5’5’’ and 6’&lt;/label&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style=" padding: 2px; border: 1px solid; border-color:1F87B2; margin: 1em;"&gt; &lt;input type="radio" name="questions[23243]" value="74754"&gt; &lt;label for="questions[23243]74754" style="color: 000000"&gt;Between 5’ and 5’5’’&lt;/label&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style=" padding: 2px; border: 1px solid; border-color:1F87B2; margin: 1em;"&gt; &lt;input type="radio" name="questions[23243]" value="74753"&gt; &lt;label for="questions[23243]74753" style="color: 000000"&gt;Shorter than 5’&lt;/label&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;input type="hidden" name="page" value="1"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" name="memegen_submit" value="Continue on Memegen.net &amp;gt;"&gt; &lt;/form&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damned straight I am.  But that height question's too biased against us species who don't normally hit even 4 feet tall.</content>
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    <title>Spike.</title>
    <published>2007-04-30T07:56:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-30T07:56:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Got the thing I lifted in that last heist before the other world trip fenced.  We should be good for cash for a while, at least.  Long enough to decide if Wave can figure out a way to use that Chaos Emerald to keep us powered up here or if we should just sell it off, at least.  That gizmo sure seemed to impress the buyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took Spike on a run after his computer died.  He needs a lot of practice, but he might have some potential after all.  That guilty conscience about stealing has got to go before he can get good; that kind of thing'll get you in trouble one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the run, I got a Wii out of it!  I luckily caught them on the day they were restocking.  Wiimotes are a lot of fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping all that drama that's been piling on Spike eases up soon, though.  Poor guy's pretty stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;You know I love you, right, Sonic?  Heh, it's been getting easier to say, too...&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ruleofthewind:4568</id>
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    <title>Home.</title>
    <published>2007-04-17T05:41:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-30T07:57:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Misa, "Hai-Hi-High"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Great&lt;/i&gt;...  I think someone's been messing with our stuff while we were away.  I won't go into the specifics, but come on!  The air gets recycled up here!  Have a fucking &lt;i&gt;heart&lt;/i&gt;, whoever's responsible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I can &lt;i&gt;smell&lt;/i&gt; much of anything at the moment.  Damn it, if I have that echidna's cold, I'm going to be pissed.  Man, my world's Sonic couldn't deck me, so instead he breaks out the biological warfare with Sniffles the Echidna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it all, it's cold.  If Wave's been messing with the thermostat again, so help me...</content>
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