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4/10/2021 10:48am

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The Liver! The Liver! Believers of The Liver!

Submit to these chants, succumb to the incantations

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reduction for the greatest oxidation, we are mere slaves to the transfers of negativity within us.

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12/12/2020 8:12am

This rumor is about journal posts.

They were told to make the servers very inclusive.

Accessible to any student. Even the undead. Even the prebirth. Even the parallel.

Some of the posts are from the wrong version of Psychic High School, not our (debatable) dimensional space 566422327-HGE555. Some of the posts are from the wrong point in time, not the current year of 2007. Some of the posts are from the wrong server, originating from some casual journaling hobby website accidentally tangentially linked to our school's servers.

Where do you think you are?

11/30/2020 3:45pm

Neon silk cut in tatters
Eating up the brittle matter
Releasing pent up energy
A fire fit to burn psyche

Iron locks nor kind reflection
Straight jackets nor meditation
Not even the strongest chains
Could ever keep rage in contain

Out in the campus wood
Someone has gone out to brood
Hear their rantings echo out
Shiver at the furious shout

What evil has stoked those coals?
What revenge awaits those souls?
But I must reign curiosity
Lest that anger turns on me

See light persist in growing dark--
Reflecting off the dirt and bark?
Heed me and walk the other way
The pyrokid has burst aflame

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9/10/2019 10:26am

I painted wings on my eyes but they never flew nor fell. These merlot, mulberry, and mahogany all have no taste nor smell. The ring on my hand keeps turning, yet it never truly moves. Clacking steps recall forbidden halls where I have worn these shoes.

Curly hair twists and twists til the length becomes a mass. I close my eyes while it dries 'cause that hastens time to pass. My bags droop and my bag is filled and the day is in the bag. I do try to dress nice and cute, but I'm still a burgeoning hag.

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9/4/2019 8:27pm

Sing it to the hilltops
Sing it to the graves
Hum it at the traffic stops
Tell it to the knaves

Clap and jump and caper
Screech, stutter, rave
Fill the air as if it's paper
Fill the emptiness that craves

My father woke in the night
His heart tempo affrettando
The subconscious had had a fright
Mosso, presto, Accelerando

Bad omens drip like candle wax
Good flees as water from oil
I shook sweaty hands of hypocrites
who something sacred soiled

My advice? My counsel?
What little prophecy I possess
Says not to heed the sorry soul
Who would involve you in the mess.

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12/11/2017 3:54pm

It was in the blue bag blue bag blue bag
It was in the blue bag from the mean old hag

Cat tail, lizard scale, bone gone frail,
Snake eye, bottled lye, tired man's tie,
A patch of askew hue mildew,
Guitar string, scorpion sting, and note from summer fling

It was in the blue bag blue bag blue bag
It was in the blue bag from the mean old hag

Ingredients I need of it
Garnishes and wishes
Spices and ices
Kept in by drawstring

Siss boom pow
Ooo Aah Wow
Mix another trick
With a broth nice and thick

Uh oh
No go
Too much too fast
Mice's play time gone bad

It was in the blue bag blue bag blue bag
It was in the blue bag I warn't supposed to had

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11/29/2017 5:22pm

Tarot cards. Four suits. Seventy-eight pictures. Two hundred and thirty-four possible combinations. Probably more actually. Math isn't my strong suit. The Cups are, though.

Justice. The Empress. The Hanged Man. Quite the trio to appear before me. I always seem to get The Hanged Man. The card of contradictions, or so my textbook says.

Every night we have to pull three cards from the deck. Our teacher says that's how you learn-- like a second language. Supposedly, by the end of the year we'll be able to pull cards for anyone we can keep eye contact with. Seventy-eight cards. Three hundred and sixty-five days. Four more years. Eight decades. All predictable. All in the deck.

The Hanged Man again. Hm. Maybe I'm not shuffling Fate enough.

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11/18/2017 5:57pm

Ha ha ha
Hee hee hee
You don't really
don't really see me

Ha ha ha
ho ho ho
Isn't funny
Funny how we're old?

If I could tell,
If I could say,
The masks I've worn,
Parts I did play

Would you recall
Would you be shocked
Or would you have guessed
What I tried to block?

Ha ha ha
hee hee hee
So much has changed
But not real me!

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Upward Mobility and the Modern Worker
10/22/2017 10:33am

Go little children
Don't set a foot
Into the dreary catacombs
Leave little children
Turn your innocent backs
All that you seek may be found here

Stop there sweet children
It's yet not too late
The light of the exit still glimmers
Dare not poor children
To delve into dark
Where echoes and whispers do reign

Careful dear children
When choosing your way
These paths are filled with deception
Listen not children
To voices you hear
Premature knowledge is fatal

Here we are children
The heart of the caves
Now do you see why I'm cautious?
Come little children
The time to flee's gone
Truth will descend unimpeded

Mapping Psyhigh
7/30/2017 11:35am

Hello there, @Hector Penman may I butt in? I've been wandering the grounds for a little over too long, and I know a few spots you may want on your map.

I'd like to remind you that the APSA center, also known as @i am the champ's office, is located in the Administration building... the same hall as Dean Hammer's lounge and the guidance counselor(s) offices. Down at lower campus's quad... the one with the fountain and @Dr Krimsborg, DPM clinic.

Also, some notable locations in the Science Labs include @Matching by Mattie's business in room 375, the grates leading to the sewers and other aquatic areas that students like @Matthew17 dump old experiments into, and @kubert's Mythopedic Pocket Universe Projector 9000 is in one of the display cases.

Don't forget about the Psychic Camera Obscura theater either. I know there's a subterranean pool somewhere, but I couldn't tell you where. I spend more time on ceilings and the various observation towers. Especially the ones by the Reality Generator Server Room. I think @GROTTO G.S.M. INC. also houses some of their servers in that building, but with all their increase in security lately it's hard to say.

Somewhere there's a World Tree, @Crispy Genie could tell you about that. And I know there's a Whispering Tree Arbor by the Prophecy, Omens, and Time-Travel (POTT) building. Just be careful if you try surveying around there: the flora are somewhat testy.

Actually, now that I think about it, a good place to get a visual reference of an areal view of the grounds would be the Psy Cops' center. There's the junior agent wing of Psy Cops on campus somewhere, to provide security and such. I'm sure @Junior Agent LuLu could get you a copy, if you ask nicely.

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