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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2003 20:13:51 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave Pike a really good piece of my mind after I caught him kissing Cordelia and despite how she feels about me I don&apos;t blame her at all.  Sure sometimes things don&apos;t work out, and the truth be known, I sensed there were problems with us.  The crap I don&apos;t like is finding out by walking in on him kissing her.  You want to end it, you end it, with those little things I like to call words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took off my gloves and he was like a deer caught in a headlight, I wasn&apos;t going to hurt him, I was a thief, never a murderer.  The fact he was scared pissed me off even more as he thought I could hurt him like that.  God, how I didn&apos;t know him like I thought I did.  I ended up going to that club Lorne manages and for a gree horny guy he is a good listener and I sang for him, this time because I wanted to.  It was a relief because as I was singing I realized how bad Pike was for me, I&apos;m glad he&apos;s gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles has been really great through this, I like his no-nonsence way of handling things and he is very cute, more so than Pike.  Okay, Gwen, don&apos;t be even more of a freak than you already are and fall for a guy right away.  I think Charles rocks, but hey I&apos;ll be his friend and who knows where that might lead to, well provided they can keep me alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to Pike and told him I hope we can still be friends and told him to get Cordelia to back off, she has no right to slam me so much when I am letting him go without a fight or hard feelings.  Hell, I practically pay her paycheque so she should show me at least professional respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Feb 2003 23:53:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>NSLA: The Item</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian finally gave me a job that was definitely a challange and who would have known the place was protected by temporal barriers.  I thought I was in and out in two hours tops but apparently it was 6 days.  Sure I got the item he sent me after but I lost six days and that is just wrong somehow.  I didn&apos;t really lose them as time just runs really slow inside their barrier so the outside world goes by quickly and if I had taken my time I could have lost a year or more and that is scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first it was just like any job other than I was going down instead of up, it was a sub basement gig.  I used a jolt of electricity to getmyself in the elvator shaft and it was an easy climb down.  I then had to pass through a laser detection system which was easy as I just bent the lasers around me using a good dose of my electo-magnetic charisma.  Then it was another elevator shaft and a strange energy barrier, the time thinky.  I passed through it without much thought and soon reached the bottom level.  The item was well guarded, cultists or some other type of freaks, at least ten of them.  It was a shame the floor was made of metal, very conductive metal.  They went down fast as I charged them so to say.  Then I used more of my freakdom gift to turn off the alarm system and I took the item careful not to touch it.  Too easy!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 14 Feb 2003 01:35:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>NSLA</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like there may be an interesting job to do if Mr. Reilly keeps to his promises and something about his cute boyish looks tends to make me think if anything he downplays stuff.  Thats okay, a cool cucumber or whatever as I just want the challange and the tougher the job the happier I am.  Besides it was either him or the lawyers and we all ready know what I think of lawyers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be a freak and I am willing to admit it as it&apos;s no secret but I am pretty normal compared to some of the freakier freaks running around this town.  You got to love L. A. as its one of the few cities in the world that you can hide in no matter how disgusting or freaky you may be.  I&apos;m not disguisting by any definition of the word in fact I think I&apos;m a bit of a looker though the gloves can look weird but hey would you rather I electrocute you, really if you&apos;re in to that I can take the gloves off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Feb 2003 16:37:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel took me to see his green friend who reads people when he watches them sing.  Yeah so I tried to sing and then I couldn&apos;t as I don&apos;t want anyone to see inside.  I am a freak for a reason and I&apos;m not ready o alk about that so I bailed.  Angel came after me and in some ways his whole being a vampire with a soul thing made him able to understand a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It can be tough to look inside,&quot; Angel said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Look, I have crap inside and it&apos;s best left alone,&quot; I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Maybe, but maybe you need to talk about it,&quot; he said with a calm tone, so bloody calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Look I&apos;m paying you to protect me, not council me and I do appreciate that you care but I am a freak for a reason and I really don&apos;t want to go there,&quot; I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I understand, I have my dark side I don&apos;t like to talk about.  Look Gwen if you ever just need an ear, I am willing to listen,&quot; Angel said with a finality that let me know he wasn&apos;t going to push things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Thanks,&quot; I said as he pushed me out of the way and punched a demon in the face that had been behind me.  Angel fought well, punches and kicks then the English Wesley guy showed up with an axe and cut its head off.  Looks like I hired the right guys and it looks like Leo was done waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Feb 2003 17:07:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>NSLA: The Rush</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some impossible job as the stuff I have been getting lately has just been too easy.  Sure I am making lots of money but its not about that it&apos;s about the thrill, the rush.  I have enough money that I never have to work again, but a girl needs something to live for.  Seeing I can&apos;t have sex without killing my partner, I have learned to get my rushes elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few possible gigs that I might be interested in.  One is with some lawyer group named Wolfram &amp; Hart and you know, not a big fan of lawyers.  But it could be interesting to check them out see what type of things lawyers want me to steal.  Other lawyers briefs perhaps.  I may be a freak but compared to lawyers I think I am pretty okay.  Okay so lets hold off on working for the legal beagles and see what else is shaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Feb 2003 16:32:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pike has seemed distracted lately and I know we still have that me using him crap in our past but I had hoped he would get past that, especialy here in LA.  Sure he may be but I am really not that good at reading people as I am a freak after all.  My subconscious must be worried because I woke from such a bizarre dream which I think is a reflection of my worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;JERRY, JERRY, JERRY, JERRY,...&quot;&lt;/b&gt; the crowd chanted enthuastically.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Today we have quite a show for you as we uncover scandelous secrets lovers have been hiding from each other,&quot; Jerry Springer said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;OOOooooooo...&quot;&lt;/b&gt; the crowd chimed in.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Let&apos;s meet Gwen, she is a girl from Los Angeles who has come here to hear a secret from her boyfriend Pike,&quot; Jerry said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hi Jerry,&quot; I said wondering why the hell I was on the Springer show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;So Gwen, you have been going with Pike now for how long?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It hasn&apos;t been that long Jerry,&quot; I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;So how is the relationship?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I thought it was good though I am questioning that as I have seen your show,&quot; I said almost meekly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Okay let&apos;s bring out Pike as he has something to tell you,&quot; Jerry said as the crowd made noises and applauded as Pike came out to sit in the chair next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hi Jerry,&quot; Pike said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Pike you brought Gwen here to tell her something,&quot; Jerry said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Please don&apos;t be gay,&quot; I said as Pike turned to talk to me and he laughed at the gay comment which was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Gwen you know I love you but I brought you here today to tell you that I am in love with another woman,&quot; Pike said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;OOOOooooooooo,...&quot;&lt;/b&gt; the crowd said.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What, another woman?  Pike who is she?&quot; I asked feeling hurt, betrayal and anger growing inside of me.  I began to remove my gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It looks like the gloves are coming off,&quot; Jerry said and the crowd laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s a girl I use to be with in Los Angeles years ago with,&quot; Pike said hanging his head down low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;CHEATING SCUM, CHEATING SCUM, CHEATING SCUM,&quot;&lt;/b&gt; the crowd chanted.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Let&apos;s bring her out,&quot; Jerry said.  I watched as Pike&apos;s friend Buffy came out from behind the set.  I jumped to my feet and Steve moved in to stop me and I electrocuted him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;STEVE, STEVE, STEVE, STEVE, STREVE,...&quot;&lt;/b&gt; the crowd chanted as medics rushed the stage to use cardiac paddles to revive Steve&apos;s heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Let&apos;s see Oprah top that,&quot; Jerry said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Pike, I have something I have to tell you too,&quot; Buffy said.  I decided not to kill her yet as it was always bad when the lover had a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I am not in love with you as I have someone else too,&quot; she said sheepisly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh this is getting good,&quot; I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Let&apos;s bring out the lover&apos;s lover,&quot; Jerry said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;WE LOVE LESBIANS!  WE LOVE LESBIANS! WE LOVE LESBIANS!&quot;&lt;/b&gt;  The crowd chanted as a dark hair girl joined Buffy on the set taking her into a deep embrace and some really naughty kissing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Buffy how could you do this to me and with Faith?&quot;  Pike asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Shut the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEEP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; up you &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEEP&lt;/b&gt;ing little twirp,&quot; Faith said.  &quot;Me and Buffy are &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEEP&lt;/b&gt;ing wicked together.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;So who are you going home with today Pike?&quot;  Jerry asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I still love Gwen,&quot; he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;LOSER, LOSER, LOSER, LOSER, LOSER, LOSER,...&quot;&lt;/b&gt; the crowd chanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEEP&lt;/b&gt; that, I may be a freak but I don&apos;t put up with that &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEEP&lt;/b&gt;!&quot; I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to shake my dream as it wouldn&apos;t be fair to be mean to Pike because of some messed up freak dream.  I really have to stop eating before I go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Feb 2003 15:09:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>NSLA</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody really owns anything really.  Think about it for a moment, you cherish something, a jewl, a diamond, valuable art, or even some artifact.  So you know other&apos;s want it so you lock it up, alarms, pressure plates, lasers, motion detectors, and even infrared detectors.  You spare no expense protecting your precious, but you know what you don&apos;t own it because no matter how well you protect it, a freak in the night can steal it.  And you know what, the more you try to secure it, the more I like stealing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think I&apos;m a bad person because I&apos;m a thief and a freak.  Well you would be wrong, I steal from the rich, people who bathe in greed.  I even give to the poor sometimes, like Robin Hood, but a girl and no merry men.  Yes its true I live in luxery from the money I make but I do give back and I am really nice mostly.  There are things out there in this city that would make me look like a Saint compared to them.  Those things, pray you never meet, me if I encounter you you will never know until you go to check on your missing treasure.  I hope you got insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 31 Jan 2003 16:48:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pike is still in shock a little over my whole money, well abundance of issue.  I don&apos;t think he is very happy over the fact I earned it from thieving but it&apos;s not like I will feel guilty over it and give it all away to a bunch of nuns.  I like the money, the luxery and I&apos;m not sorry for how I earned it.  Yeah sure I&apos;ll admit it was wrong but hey I was a thief, thieves do bad things.  I gave up thieving, well think of it more as retiring.  People look back on their old jobs with fondness, I am no different other than being a freak but Pike has gotten over that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that Leo has been too quiet has me more concerned than if he was sending assassins after me.  He is up to something and I just wish I knew what.  I have a few friends who might be able to get me some inside info, they are freaks like me.  I trust freaks.  Aurora is a good friend, she is a werewolf, a nasty one at that.  Save three days a month though she is a good freak, a trusted freak.  I should call her but first I have my meeting with Angel Investigations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bitchy girl who works for them, Cordelia was very quick to bring up money and I kind of got the impression it wasn&apos;t as important to Angel.  Angel was a looker, a very good looker but hey I have Pike so I am only looking, maybe running a few things through my mind.  I gave Cordelia a ten thousand dollar retainer and that shut her up, she left, I think she was going shopping, who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Gwen, what can you tell us about this Leo Garrison?&quot;  Angel asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;He is not small time, a bit of a freak but a very powerful freak.  He has ties in almost anything and everything bad in this city.  He is untouchable, Wolfram &amp; Hart represent him, very viscious lawers,&quot; I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes, well lawyers are rather evil by nature,&quot; Wesley interupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yeah well the lawyers are the least of your worries,&quot; I said drawing the attention back to me where I like it.  &quot;He likes freaks very much.  People with powers like me and some you wouldn&apos;t call people at all.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Demons,&quot; Angel said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That would be a good name for them,&quot; I said with a smile.  &quot;Leo himself is rumored to be a freak too, he has powers that make him some kind of sorceror.  I won&apos;t lie and say that protecting me will be easy as it won&apos;t.  But I can pay you very well so money is not an issue.  Will you take my case Angel?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes, we will help you,&quot; he said with a small smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Jan 2003 00:35:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Pike was a little surprised at the fact that I have a lot of money and he looks at my butler a little strange but it is kind of cute.  So I&apos;m a rich freak.  I know my money was made in a questionable manner as I was after all a thief.  Pike doesn&apos;t like that but it is who I am or was.  I don&apos;t know what I am going to do as I promised to give up the thievery gig and go straight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I haven&apos;t heard anything from Leo.  He can be patient and he will come, its just a matter of time.  I saw an add for Angel Investigations and apparently Pike knows of Angel and thinks he may be able to help us.  So I called and made an appointment, it should be interesting if nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 Jan 2003 03:19:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in LA, I am so at home here, a good place for a freak to hide and wow, Pike came with me.  I think he was a little surprised at my apartment, I made a lot of money as a thief.  OH well the poor boy will have to get use to the money and I am just so happy he is out of the Initiative.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so there is a price on my head for betraying Leo.  He will come for me but we will find a way to get him off my case.  I need to tell Pike just how powerful this guy is, we are not talking small time power and the Black Heart would have made Leo unstoppable.  This little freak is in trouble, we will need help to survive this and I just hope pike will be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 Jan 2003 04:37:49 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I left the black heart with the Slayer, that works for me as she isn&apos;t going to use it to hurt the World, at least I hope.  Pike trusts her and I trust Pike.  He is not happy working for the Initiative, I can see that easily and after what happened there on the weekend I think he is needing a change.  I want to return to LA, maybe he would come along, be my body guard, interesting thought.  Besides, there are many places to hide in LA, not too many here and I kind of like living, its a breathing addiction..ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Jan 2003 22:15:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Missing Pike</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t see Pike that much lately as the Initiative seems to be very busy.  I am not sure why as there doesn&apos;t seem to be any more demons around than normal but something is up.  I miss Pike, could really use his advice right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I informed my employeer that I would not be able to get the black heart to him and he was beyond furious.  I think I had better watch my back as he kind of implied that my life was forfeit for betraying him.  I can handle whatever he throws at me, at least I hope. I just need to firure out what to do with the black heart.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Jan 2003 02:57:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Black Heart</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Black Heart, it turns out to be a power source of some kind.  According to what I found out, it creates an inexaustable magick source for witches.  Okay, I am not sure if witches exhist but seeing demons do I will warrent they do to.  So what if this artifact gets in their hands, not a nice story.  I can&apos;t turn this over, shit, this could be bad for me.  I will need to talk to Pike about it, he may have some ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 Jan 2003 16:30:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pike</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pike was so mad when he learned I used him and I don&apos;t blame hime for that.  I mean sure I did use him, but he really didn&apos;t help as I went into the Initiative blind.  I am a thief and thats what I do and for the first time I wish it wasn&apos;t true because I don&apos;t like it that I hurt him.  I didn&apos;t want to get attached, but its happening and what am I going to do about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have the Black Heart and something tells me it should never be used yet I think it will be if I turn it over to my employer.  I need to know what it is, anything to help me figure out what to do with it.  Maybe I can find something at this new Magic Box place to help me, its worth a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Dec 2002 07:22:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Bingo</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, latex is so uncomfortable but very necesary as part of my plan to recover the black heart..  I hired a theatre monster makeup guy to turn me into a vamp.  Latex, fake teeth and contacts and I was ready to get captured by the Initiative.I basically waited for a group of them to emerge from their elevator and just walked right out into the open and before you know it they were firing their electrical charge weapons at me.  I pretended they hurt me, but hey I can shake off of lightning hit so no biggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taken into the Initiative and placed into a holding cell, wow there were alot of demons and such caged up.  I waited for them to go then removed the latex and teeth before shorting out the door.  I went to a room I had seen them take my personal effects to and was amazed how unsecure it was, they didn&apos;t take these demon&apos;s personal property very serious.  So I began searching envelops dumpng them out then moving on to the next one searching for this artifact.  Fifteen minutes into my search I got lucky finding the black heart on a chain.  I took it and made my way to the elevator shaft which I shorted out just as I heard alarms start to go.  I was up the shaft and out before they would even think to check the shaft.  So I had the black heart, now to figure out what it does before delivering it to my employeer.  I don&apos;t deliver end of the World shit to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Dec 2002 01:33:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Demon Overload</title>
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  <description>I waited until a small group of commandos neared the secret elevator and I was behind them touching them as it opened.  The vampire they had fled the scene while I made sure I didn&apos;t kill any of them.  So the elevator needed some kind of voice input but I disabled it with an electrical pulse and then forced the doors open and used ropes to get down the rest of the shaft.  I then moved through their ventelation ducts un-noticed until I found their power grid which I disabled quite easily with a touch.  Alarms were sounding and emergency lighting came on.  I then moved towards the holding area and those fucking idiots had the cages tied in with the main power.  Demons were loose and gunfire errupted aas commandos tried to lock the situation down.  Fuck, I wasn&apos;t getting in here this time.  I slid away and left the Initiative in the same way I came in, I was going to need a different plan.  Maybe if I can break in from the outside I could breakout from the inside.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Dec 2002 00:02:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Initiative.</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted more information before going in to the Initiative but it just wasn&apos;t available.  I was gonna have to do this blind and I would do it tomorrow during the day when there should be a low staff.  It should be get in get out.  Simple, no complications I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pike will know it was me, he won&apos;t give me up though I am pretty sure of that.  I had planned to use him, but I think I really like him, go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Dec 2002 18:45:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Initative</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t see Mr. Pike since the night that almost was and gotta say I am a little disappointed.  So my boss contacted me and it seems he wants me to steal some artifact that has fallen into the hands of a secret military program in Sunnydale.  How ironic that Mr. Pike’s Initiative was my target.  So I need to infiltrate his commando factory, get this artifact and escape, not a problem.  Time to get more information from my Pikey Pooh and this time I will go out of my way to track him down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Dec 2002 02:16:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pike</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t seem to get that Pike guy off of my mind.  My God, I told him about me, way too much. Then again I have the 411 on him too. If he ever betrayed me I could get him back really good, poor baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find him, but I can’t get involved though a god fuck session is never a bad thing.  I wonder what he would say if he knew I was a full blown thief, then again would he care seeing I have already stolen his heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Dec 2002 03:55:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pike</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So his name is Pike named after a medieval weapon or a fish.  So I thought about just being friendly, cozying up to him to find out what I want to know about the commando dudes.  But fuck, I’m Gwen and I am not big on the games so I told him I knew he was a commando and I knew about their secret base and the deformed bumpy faced people.  He tried to deny it, kind of expected that.  But hey I can be persistent and he broke, Pike began to sing like a little sparrow.  He told me about his friends and how they capture demons and such.  Fucking interesting shit, this town is gonna be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Dec 2002 04:59:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pike</title>
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  <description>Yeah like I&apos;m out trying to groove it up a bit at The Bronze when I bump, quite literally, knocking him over literally, into this really yummy looking guy.  Okay point number one, I&apos;m attracted to him and that alone should turn me away from him, I can&apos;t get involved, not when I can never touch.  Point number two, he tried to ignore me, just let min go Gwen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;I&apos;m sorry I didn&apos;t see you, my name is Gwen are you okay?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m Pike, its okay I wasn&apos;t watching where I was going,&quot; he said as he picked himself up off of the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hey why your hurry?&quot; I asked as he started to walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I have to go, sorry for being clumbsy,&quot; he said as he left.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I don&apos;t get ditched like that so I decided to follow him and I&apos;m not sure why, but blow my mind he headed to the University and didn&apos;t he just vanish in the middle of a field.  Can anyone say secret elevator?  I needed to get to know this Pike guy better.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Dec 2002 04:41:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Secrets</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This town is more than it appears.  Living in LA I have seen a lot of things, but this town seems to be full of so much more weirdness.  For one I think there is a secret military base here and I have to find out why.  Call it curiosity or casing out possible obstacles to my job whenever I am finally given it.  Yeah anyway, it started when I saw these masked men in battle fatigues creeping around the UC of Sunnydale campus in the dark.  So I decided to follow them and it turned out that they were hunting some guy with a disfigurement.  Now here’s the freaky part, they used some sort of remote control and a door or elevator thing rose out of the grass.  They took this man into it and in moments the elevator went down and we had normal a normal lawn.  What the hell is going on in this town?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 Dec 2002 01:12:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked out The Bronze, not as posh as I’m use to, but a lot of energy, bumping and grinding so it’ll do.  I danced and drank most of the night away, it was totally kickin’.   I even had a few invitations home but the whole electrocuting anyone I touch with my bare hands kind of put the damper on that.  Maybe if I at least got off first it wouldn&apos;t be too bad or well yeah there&apos;s the whole I&apos;m a thief not a killer thing.  Maybe I should take an ad, wanted one boy into girls wearing gloves.  I am such a freak but hey everyone is a little fucked in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Dec 2002 04:01:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Chillin&apos;</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunnydale, quaint and apparently the cops are pretty fucking stupid.  It almost kind of sucks as I like the smart cops, they’re more satisfying to outwit.  Oh well I’m here I’ll deal.  So I’m gonna steal something called the black heart.  You know, I don’t even know what it is or what equipment I will need to help me steal it.  My benefactor just sent me here told me to chill until he’s ready.  Whatever, I am on his payroll so I’ll hang out; maybe have some fun in this place while I wait.  Then I steal the black heat and I go back to LA, works for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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