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Post by Tyler on Jul 16, 2003 19:26:42 GMT -5
Entry 1
As I watch my fellow friends become tiny little dots,I have the passion to write-but then I realized that I threw my note book over board only for Esme to destroy it. Today hasn't been a good day. When I asked Hector if we had anything to eat (Olaf never fed us in the fountain) he replied with a sigh and said we had crackers,beans,cereal...I ate cereal. It was actually very good and very filling! Isadora wrote couplets on paper Hector brought along,while I'm writing this Diary of mine on his paper,too. I would write about V.F.D. but I feel I need to continue where I had left off....
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Post by MambaduMal on Jul 16, 2003 19:28:32 GMT -5
Oooo... *waiting intently for more*
Why'd you change your username back to Tyler? Just wondering...
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Post by Tyler on Jul 16, 2003 19:32:29 GMT -5
Entry 2
I see a few mountains up ahead and realize that we're near the Valley of Four Drafts,one of V.F.D.'s headquarters. I spent the day eating and knaping because I hadn't gotten a good night's sleep. Wind was blowing on me all night. I got Violet's bed that Hector had gotten for her. Isadora got Klaus's. Sunny's crib was abandened. I see a fire to my right-it looks like Calagari carnival. I also see a carriage falling off the mountain. When I looked in the window of it through Hector's binnoculars,I saw Violet and Klaus sharing a shirt. Oh no! They're about to fall off the mountain!
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Post by Tyler on Jul 16, 2003 20:07:31 GMT -5
Entry 3
I had trouble sleeping that night. I didn't see the Baudelaires plunge to their deaths because a heavy mist lifted in the air. But where was Sunny? Surely Count Olaf wouldn't let all three die unless he had already gotten the fortune...and last night,I had the strangest dream. It was where Violet and I got married. Ah,yes...that would be the day of my life...I do really like her,but her brother is always butting in on us,the pest. The only time I had ever gotten to even touch her was when we said good-bye at Prufreck. Today Hector barfed out the side of the balloon. He ate too many beans. Well,I'm going to bed...night diary,and Violet...I love you...
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Post by Tyler on Jul 16, 2003 22:35:31 GMT -5
Entry 4
Today was a fun day. We got to go fishing! Hector brought fishing rods so we just fished above a lake. It was cool! I caught a bass or something...but it fell when I was realing it up to the Balloon. I still can't stop thinking about the Baudelaires...did they die? Did Olaf get the fortune? It was all a mis-hap. My Violet! My sweet Violet!
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Post by pixie ears on Jul 17, 2003 13:47:50 GMT -5
Very good! You should think of writing one for Isadora. As a regular diary, or as a diary in couplets!
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Post by CountQuagmire on Jul 17, 2003 14:24:00 GMT -5
SUGAR! You just missed the reader's chose award... but you can bet on it your'e in the running for best story. The sweet Violet bit reminds me of Adrian Mole...
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Post by pixie ears on Jul 17, 2003 16:00:52 GMT -5
CountQuagmire and Tyler, have either of you read my story? I only know 2 people who have read it. I think its okay (at least, not trying to brag or anything...) and has a chance in the 667 Write Off so i hope you guys will read it and tell me & 667 Write Off what you think of it. It's titled, for the time being, Sunny. Cause i couldn't think of a better title for it...
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Post by Tyler on Jul 17, 2003 20:16:40 GMT -5
I read it. Very good!
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Post by Tyler on Jul 17, 2003 20:22:23 GMT -5
Entry 5
Today was the storm of my life. It was raining pooring hard water. It felt like rocks! Also,there is a very slight hole in the end balloon. Hector says by morning the balloon will have deflated,and what is in that balloon? Sunny's crib. I think it's good we get rid of the crib-but not the balloon. Isadora fell off it today,but luckily I was there to save her...If only that were Violet...she would thank me,congradulate me and maybe even kiss me...But I can't worry about her now. The storm's getting worse as I write. But Isadora came out with an excellent new couplet:
"In the storm,in the rain,in the hail Duncan-your face looks mighty pale."
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Post by Tyler on Jul 25, 2003 10:09:32 GMT -5
Entry 6
I have wondered many things...and one is why Hector didn't let this balloon go down. Bad news: the balloon that got cut? Well...our food supply fell out with it and Sunny's crib. The food slid out. But I saw two bodies fall off the Valley of Four Drafts. They looked much identical. And I think I saw their faces...they looked pale...and white...But AH! The balloons! They're flying out of control! Isadora-watch out for the hail! It's like a tornado up here...I'm afraid I'll die any moment down...my Violet! And,of course,for Lemony,Beatrice...
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Post by Dragon11 on Aug 6, 2003 16:18:36 GMT -5
;D PLEASE WRITE MORE!!! I love it, and I always knew Duncan had a 'Thing' for Violet... Good job. You've earned a star. *Pulls out gold star sticker, sticks it to Tyler's forehead* ;D
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Post by Tyler on Aug 7, 2003 19:45:55 GMT -5
Entry 7
The storm got worse...And-AH! Five balloons in a row were popped by a sharp edge of the mountain! The baskets are swooming around frantically. Until-We all fell out onto the mountain's sharp edge on a pile of snow. I looked up. "Run for cover!" Hector roared over the noise. We all ran inside a cave nearby. But all of us just stuck our heads out just in time to see Hectar's balloon explode. Metal flew everywhere. Flames landed on the snow and melted. A piece of metal flew so hard from the smoke it hit Hector in the head,and he was knocked out. Isadora made a couplet:
"The big,balloon went boom. And all it's pieces went to the moon."
After a few hours,Hector came to his sences. But a startleing voice scared all three of us- "You three! This cave is strictly for V.F.D. members!" It was K,the Snicket sister.
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Post by CountQuagmire on Aug 9, 2003 2:27:43 GMT -5
This has won Best Fan Fic.
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Post by Tyler on Aug 9, 2003 7:56:08 GMT -5
Really? Yay! ;D But...Did you have a vote or is it your personal favorite fan-fic? Any-hoo-I'm gonna continue his diary...
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