Atlantica is so excited for this party. She and @Walls are projecting decorations everywhere, and Mattie is setting up another @Matching by Mattie booth nearby under the delussion she'll get swamped with paying costumers during the celebration. Nobody hasn't shown up yet, not even Nobody, but Atlantica is adamant that they'll be here soon. I'm too happy to see her bustling about all bubbly again to argue.

I wish I wasn't going to be stuck at this event though. I'm not much of a people person. Plus, all this reminds me too much of the Spring Formal. @Scilph, do you remember that? When Jessica was the Head Waggler or whatever? And you were student of the month, and my sister and I were the new kid? It feels like it's been a million years since then....

And I've changed a lot since then. I have friends now. And a new robotic body. And a sister with a whole new appreciation of herself. Things aren't back to normal at Psyhigh. Not by a long shot. But when you think about it, things never really were normal. Gosh, I sound cheesy. I better go help with the decorations before I start getting sappy and cry or something.... See you all here on the "dance floor". I'll be the girl doing the robot.

I won't ever forget that moment. We were all squeezed into a booth in the cheesy 50's diner called Forever, trying to comfort Morris. Gretel, Mattie, myself, and Morris. Then Fortuna ran over. "SO CLOSE!" She screamed. We all stared at her, but she didn't seem to see us. Her eyes were fixated on something the rest of us couldn't see. "I was so close that time! Oh... it'll take another five decades to grow a Queen as good as she was!" Gretel was sitting next to me, and I heard her tiny sweet voice whisper, "They did it. They really did it."

Fortuna heard her. The woman snapped her head toward us, no longer stuck in thought. "Oh, yes. They did it alright. But do you know what they did?" She stalked over to our booth and slammed her hands on the cheap plastic table. "They just made a very powerful enemy. And so did all of you." Her eyes swept over us all, and she closed her eyes for a moment. Under her breath I heard her mutter, "Betrayed... betrayed by my own blood...." A shiver went down my back, and I saw my friends stiffen too. Mattie put on an obnoxious expression and was about to say something idiotic for sure when Fortuna turned away from our booth again. "Psyhigh destroyed me. I never forgot that. Don't think I won't have my revenge another day. Don't ever think that you actually won." She turned her head slightly and hissed, "Get out of my sight."

Then we were all in a smokey boiler room. It was completely destroyed. Dead EBIB bodies lay mangled and burning everywhere. I feared that there is nothing left but us and smoke. But then from the smoke, my sister ran straight at us and hugged us and squealed and cheered. "WE WON! WE WON!" I could see Scilph, and Nobody, and both old and new allies. I saw Morris smile again.

I'll never forget any of that.

Ok-----_-___-_ I have a signa---____-__-___-___

Forever his no free Wifi. Probably the only diner ever to be like th---___-__-__!
Gretel is able to make contact sometimes, but usually we're in the dark up here. Sometimes the fuzzy TV sets will show us clips of the real world. But they're totally unreliable. Sometimes they're of the past. Sometimes they're of the future. But Gretel says that there are so many futures, the ones on TV probably aren't even going to come true. I don't always understand her, but Gretel seems to know what is going on. So that's good.

Morris is here now---___--_-_-_-_-__-__-_---_-__ sorry, signal is still jumpy. Anyways, Morris is here safely. He let us in on what's happening. His explanation was much easier to understand than Gretel's nursery rhymes. Poor Nobody! Poor Scilph! Poor Blackie! And poor Scilph doesn't even know anything yet! If only they knew ___-_-_-_-------_-_-_-_--------!

Fortuna keeps patrolling the Forever Diner. She likes to glare at us, order bacon hamburgers, and mumble about our fates. She said love is my enemy. I punched her in the gut. It didn't even faze her. The weird thing is, she looks really familiar. Something about her eyes.... Hmm.... She remind me o-----_-_-_----___-_-_-_-____-----

Mattie is trying to cheer up Morris, who won't even touch his Soup of the Day. Probably because ghosts can't eat. She only seems to be annoying the boy though. She's annoying everybody honestly. I've already gotten into thirteen fights with her. She better keep her big mouth shut about _____--------___-_-_---____- I guess she's good comic relief though.

I'm going to go save Morris, he's still really shaken up. Maybe I'll make Mattie go change the juke box song or something. I sure hope Atti -- er, I mean Atlantica is okay. She's not made for drastic actions and dire circumstances. That's my job.

Fortuna told us why she took us. We were ----___-_-_-____-- and meddling with the future is --___-----_-_-_-_-_-_____-_------__-_. Any other people missing from Psyhigh will ruin the time line though. So I think everyone is safe unti____-----_-____-_--_--_-___----__-. Oh! And guys, don't forget the ---___-_-_----_____-_-_-_____ [Connection Lost]

Okay, okay, I have mostly fixed the computer. That virus @*Atlantica* released completely wrecked the system though, we lost most of our files. This really suc-- er, I mean, what an... exciting... way to experiment with my robot capablities. Yeah. Seeing as I use computer coding and programs all the time to make my body function, it was pretty easy to "talk" with the anti-virus system. All I had to do was plug into the system really. Atlantica was really beat up about it though... she stopped smiling and just stared blankly at me for five whole minutes. It was really freaky, especially with her new mis-matched eyes. She's better now though, she and Mattie went out to an ice cream place to distract themselves fom the current stressers of life. Honestly, I think we're all doo-- er, I think we're luck Gretel and Eralonia are here to help us! Ugh... it is such a pain to keep censoring my thoughts! How does Atlantica stay so positive? Doesn't she see it's hopele-- er, totally possible?

I haven't told Atlantica anything about the prophecy yet. I'm not sure how she'll react. Not to mention, I don't think she can even PRETEND to be dreary like me. Sorry @Morris's cat, I know I shouldn't procrastinate.... Hope. I just have to be hopeful. That counts as cheery, right? I hope that this will all turn out okay! Honest! (Ugh, this is too hard.) Mattie's having an even harder time than me though. She just instinctively lies all the time, it's a terrible habit at this point. So I helped her out and attached a lie-detector to her back. Whenever she lies, it'll give her an electrical shock. It's pretty hilarious to watch. Especially since I put it on her when she wasn't looking and now she can't get it off.
*sound of door slamming*
"HI PACI!!!! Did you fix the silly sleepy computer yet?"
Oh, hey Atlantica. Yeah, mostly. I just need to open this one file and delete it's contents. *click* *click* [ERROR, VIRUS ACTIVATED IN ROBOT BODY] What the-- *Pacifica's body malfunctions and topples over* "Paci? Pacifica? PACIFICA???" *Atlantica falls into hysterics*

Hey, this is Pacifica writting. I don't know why my sister hijacked my account for her last post. Heaven knows why she does anything. But it's me know so... yeah. I just need to get this all down on paper. Er... computer screen? Whatever. My head is spinning enough as it is, I don't have time for this.

Yesterday night I was toddling toward Scilph and Morris at the super sonic speed of an elderly turtle. I really should've oiled up my joints, but time was of the essence. In the cruel nature of fate, as soon as I was nearing the dorm room Scilph burst out and scittered down the hallway. My gosh... Scilph... when she was lying down all that time I couldn't properly take in just how... sickly she'd become. Every step she took was a stumble, and the pale fragileness of her skin made her look like a china doll about to shatter on the ground. No wonder Morris had been so worried about her. Oh... I'm such a terrible person.... I should've been more comforting to him... instead I complained about my job of glorified babysitting. *sigh* That brave soul has been through too much.

Well, seeing Scilph in such a dire and desperate state set off my bad luck powers and I got pushed over in other students' rush to give her space. Lesson #1 for cyborgs: never fall down. It takes FOREVER to get back up. Seriously, I started running the [fall_recovery_2] program while the sun was still up, and it didn't finish until the stars were out. *angry grumbles* The worst part though was... I heard Morris. I heard him talk about... Scilph's origins... and his... death... *shudders* I can't do this. I can't do this. How could he forgive her like that? For something so terrible? I could never--
"Hey Paci! What are you doing?"
...Nothing.
"Ooooh! That sounds fun! Can we do nothing together?!?"
No. Hey, I think your hair is starting to grow back...
"REALLY? Yay! I'm going to go braid it!!!!"
...Okay, okay, I guess I can understand Morris. Atlantica spent so long trying to inadvertantly smother my soul but... I can't leave her alone. No matter what idiotic scheme she creates. She's a hopeless little puppy, and I'm her grumpy guard dog. We need each other to function. (Heck, without her signing us up for Psyhigh, I might still be attached to her brain!) No matter what, I'll be here for Atti-- er, I mean Atlantica -- and she'll be here for me. Now that I understand Morris and Scilph a bit more too, maybe I can be there for them too. I'm sure these next few days will be hectic for them and Jessica.... if any of you guys need me or my psycho counter part, let us know. :)

*phew* People are exhausting. Attie, how do you deal with all of them so easily?
"Well, it was a lot easier at home where people didn't have powers and dark backstories... but all you really have to do is smile, nod, and pretend to listen!"
...I don't know if that's insensitive or genius....

-Pacifica

Hey everybody! Guess what! Pacifica locked me inside our dorm room!!!

At first I thought she was spontaneously playing hide and seek with me, and I started counting to twenty hundred so she had a chance to hide. The door wouldn't budge when I finished counting though. Counting that high was super fun though!! Super relaxing! Like meditation!!!! Then I thought maybe she was mad at me again, so I baked a giant apology cake! It's a vanilla cake with cinnamon and mint splashed in there to give it some spice! She didn't come back and talk to me though, so I started thinking that she... left... me here... for... forever alone... without anybody... *face begins to twitch and eyes glaze over*

...Huh? Oh, yeah, journaling! I love typing!!!! Okay, so I went online to ask Yahoo Answers "Why does my sister hate me?" (as we all know, Yahoo Answers has ALL the answers!!!) and I saw all the recent journal posts! YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY! Jessie's back! One of my first Psyhigh besties! I have 3,457 now, but you were definitely one of my first!!! *virtual hug* So I guess Pacifica locked me in the dorm so that I wouldn't "barge into a sensitive situation without any social tact and freak everyone out". She's always complaining about that! But she just doesn't understand the power of BFF's, smiles, and comedic relief like I do! I NEED TO BE THERE! I need to give everybody hugs, and play my tuba for them, and pass out this apology cake, and throw the biggest bestie party EVER! So after looking up about 50 pictures of Mexican kitties (soooooo cute!) I looked up "how to escape a locked room". Most of the people recommended calling for help, but the combined instability of Pacifica and mine's emotionally linked bad luck influence broke my phone a loooong time ago! I'd yell for help, but people tend to run away from me when I yell! They probably think we're playing tag! Luckily, I'm really fast and always catch them! Then I make them try and tag me, but I'm so fast they never catch me! Most of them don't even try and just run away from me again! Guess I'm just lucky to be so physically gifted!

Wait a minute... lucky... that gives me an idea! *squeezes eyes shut* I haven't focused my power since... I tripped that one girl... *furrows brow* ...but I think... that I've... *sound of door unlocking* ...still got it! Ah-ha! Here I come besties! It'll be so great to finally be together again! Maybe I'll bring @Matching by Mattie and a bunch of other friends with!!!!!! *Stands up, grabs apology cake and tuba, skips out of the room*

@Jessica Moon @Scilph @Morris

Hang on. I'm coming. We'll figure this out, remain calm. Remain calm. Remain calm.

(*Pacifica starts calling to Atlantica, who is at the other end of the room* "Hey Attie! Come over here! I've got... uh... some cute cat videos to show you! They're... um... wearing sombreros!"

*Sound of Atlantica tripping over herself in glee* "OMG! KITTIES! I LOVE ANIMALS!!!!! Move over, I want to see!" *Farther away a door opens and shuts* "Wait, where are the kitties? All I see here is your boring essay on "With great power comes great responsibility". There isn't even a silly hat here!"
...
"Paci?"
*Sound of key turning in lock*

"Uh oh.")

I got a job. I work in the Self-Aware Library from 10 - 12 every weekday. Do you know what I do there? Guess. Just guess what the worst possible job is for an anti-social cyborg in a library.

That's right. I read stories to young children. *mechanical shudder*

You all remember the "Children's Circle", right? The one they talk about on the Admissions page? Yeah, those preschoolers are trooped into the library at 10pm, and I'm supposed to entertain them and keep them occupied for two hours. I'm terrible with children! I look at them, and they just start crying for absolutely no reason! It's like they can smell my fear or something.... Well, when I had a soft fleshy body and the children weren't psychic little monsters that's what they did. Now, some of them assume I'm a small playground or something, and they start climbing all over me. Do you know how hard it is to get five children off your back while there are two hanging from each of your arms? Ugh. Meanwhile, the rest of them start screaming and running in circles. I'd be less concerned about that if they didn't have super-sonic screams and create rifts in space-time as they ran. Thank goodness for the Self-Aware Library (or as I call it, S-AL) though, it always has my back. It'll start piling picture books and fairy tales of the most obscure kind next to me, and the children always love whatever stories S-AL picks out. One time I thought I'd give S-AL a break and pick out a story by myself. I left the children to experiment with levitation (bad idea, I lost three in the rafters) and searched until I found /The Little Mermaid/ fairy tale book. Unfortunately, this was the original version, not the Disney one. The prince marries some other girl, and the mermaid dies. All of the children cried for the remaining hour. Why did they hire me for this position????

I'd go and talk -- okay, more like pout -- about this with Morris and check on Scilph and Jessica, but @Matching by Mattie is hanging around his dorm room today and I'm afraid she'll ambush me with brainless blabber. Mattie keeps stopping by our room and hanging with Atlantica... it's pretty much torture for me. I've heard "OMG" so many times I've considered becoming an Atheist. Luckily, when I saw Mattie I panicked and caused a peregrine to fly into the window behind her. Bad luck for the bird, good luck for me. Mattie squealed, screamed about her hair, and cowered. I made my escape with ease. If only I could get rid of Atlantica's tuba as easily as I can make birds fly into windows.

--Pacifica

It's not easy being metallic. I used to think acne was a pain to deal with. Now I have to oil my joints every five hours or I end up looking like R2-D2. Yaaaaaaay. There are some perks to this suit though. If people are ignoring me, I can literally shut off my hearing apperatus and completely ignore them. Ah, the bliss of silence.

What's really annoying though is my suit's stupid battery. You know how long your iPhone's battery lasts on a long car ride? Yeah, my battery lasts only half as long. So wherever I go, I have to sit next to an outlet and plug my left hand's palm into the wall. And this one time some jerk saunters over and is all "Hey Tin Can, can you, like, move? I gotta charge my phone." I yelled at them and they dropped their phone and, as luck would have it, the screen shatters. And now I need a summer job to pay for a new phone screen. Man, I really hate people. I wish I could see the good in them like Atlantica does but... they're all so annoying. Well, that's not totally true. I do have Morris and Scilph and some of my other Psyhigh friends (yeah! I made friends! By myself, without Atlantica scaring them away! GO ME!). I can always talk to them. Maybe I'll visit @Morris and we can sulk and stress out together.

Well, I'm off to apply for some part time jobs now. I'm going to try and use the lessons our new tutor, Mr. E, taught my sister and I and channel good luck. Maybe I'll get a job indoors and away from water. I can only imagine what a pain rusting is.

--Pacifica

...Hi everyone. This is Pacifica typing, previously one half of the @Atlantica or Pacific twins. And this is my new body. *waves robot hand* Pretty cool, huh? So, I read Atlantica's posts and she left a few things out about our new existence. Let me clue you in so you're not surprised or horrified when you see us. Then again, this is Psyhigh. Almost nobody hear is completely normal looking....

Let's start with the obvious. I'm a robot now. *shrugs shoulders, causing squeaking noise* My brain is controlling a robotic body that looks similar to the body I used to share with Atlantica. Not much else to say there. Besides losing 5/6 of my senses and having to recharge the body overnight, it's been working out okay. Better than sharing a body/soul with my psycho sister or dying of a bleed in my brain.

Speaking of my psycho sister... she really got the shaft with all this. Half her head of hair is shaven off. The pill she ate permanently changed one of her eyes to green. And the combination of brain surgery, mental scarring, and overall trauma has effected her memory terribly. The fact that we used to share a body has been completely erased from her mind, she can't handle the memories associated with our split. So please don't remind her. It's heartbreaking to see her so... sad. Sure, I love to have a respite from her incessant smiling, but she's still my sister. I worry about how shattered her mind is. She's not completely Atlantica anymore. Please, please be gentle when reminding her of the restraining order you got on her. Thanks

Oh, and the pill thing from DARCC? It partially melded our souls. Along with some other unfortunate symptoms, we can both influence good AND bad luck now. So if she gets upset... hide in a four leaf clover field or SOMETHING.

I'd love to stay and complain about my sister's psychological issues, but I've got to go save Morris and Scilph from Atlantica now. From the posters put up around the school, I have a feeling her presence won't be welcomed. Wish me good luck....