ChibiRegalli

Welp, hope you fine folks had a nice end of the year, 'cause I'm back! Axel: "Yo." Right, better catch you up first, too. So, Axel was reclaimed by my brother earlier, but I've managed to kidnap him for a while- Axel: "Can't be kidnapping if you went willingly!" - I honestly can't blame him. My little brother's room is… You don't even want to know. Axel: "It's bad. It's very, very bad." So I got him back for Christmas. I love my brother. We went up to stay with my grandparents for the night, and since I have pretty young cousins on that side, there's a decent stock of craft supplies, so I brought Roxas and Xion up hoping I could

Where's Axel? Chorus of tiny voices: "Haven't seen him!" "Guess he ran off like a chicken!" "Maybe he got bored?" ... Great. Guess I'll have to start this without him, too. Hello, folks, this is Regalli here. I know you're probably wondering, why the sudden change in names? Well, Chibi's a troll, and I still use Regalli as an online alias. Anyway, after binging on Cleolinda's "The Secret Life of Dolls", I kinda adopted the old dolls and such in my room, and now I'm home for the holidays, and… Axel's missing. Axel's an action figure of the Kingdom Hearts character, one-handed due to lots of playtime, and technically my brother's, so I

October 5, 2009 Dear Diary, Well, Jazz's still pissed, but we got him a copy of Nintendogs and he seems to be all right so far. He got a Shiba Inu and named it Maeve it's Medb, Edward!. Whatever. Where'd you even get a name like that? Rosalie: She's a badass Celtic warrior queen who went to war with her jerk ex-husband. *Pause* Speaking of which, why would I even HAVE an abusive ex-fiancé to leave me for dead? Me: That was like a week ago. Why're you bringing it up now? Rosalie: Never test the limits of my memory, LITTLE brother. Jasper: Besides, I'm training her to kill Joan. Me: ... It's a virtual puppy, Jazz. How's it gonna ki

October 4, 2009 Dear Diary, She dragged me there kicking and screaming. Literally. Six AM she was at our house, banging on the doors and screaming for me. We managed to ignore her until eight, when the vibrations knocked Maria's bowl off Jazz's nightstand. Poor goldfish never had a chance. Jazz made us all dress in mourning for her. I mean, seriously? She was a nice fish and all, but sheesh! Well, Dad gave up and sent me down again so he could deal with Jasper. No one could handle two people screaming at once. She tells me she's taking me to church so I can repent for killing Emmett. I told her Emmett was still alive, which was more than I

September 30, 2009- Part Two 5:45 PM Dear Diary, Sorry about that, but she's finally gone. I'm not too scarred, so I think I can recount this. So. When we got home, Joan started chattering about how church-like the house was. Incidentally, she said it was Gothic/Romantic style. Isn't that two different styles? Well, we went inside. Esme and Dad were pretty worried when they saw Joan clamping onto my arm, so they hovered around. Told Joan the family story- you know, Mom died when Alice was a baby, Esme left her first husband after the twins were born, met a few years ago, got married, and of course Alice and Jazz started dating shortly bef

Stalker Evidence Diary, Entry 3 September 28, 2009 Dear Diary, Joan's been out of school all week, but Jenny says she'll be back on Wednesday. Apparently the psychiatrist thinks she's fit to be in public school. Y'know, somehow. If she's still acting weird then, we're having an intervention. Better to stop this early. September 30, 2009 Dear Diary, 7:30 AM Welcome back to Forks High School, home of the Titanium Sporks. Today, you're here to help me with Joan. Anything related to this case will be recorded for the police investigation. Jenny Donnelly: Hey, is that that evidence notebook you were talking about yesterday? Me: This?

Stalker Evidence Diary, Chapter 2 September 21, 2009, 11 PM. Dear Diary, Well, today everyone in school was talking about Joan (Apparently, that is her name) and how she was almost roadkill. I was leaving the building when I overheard her and that blonde talking. Okay... Here's where I start worrying. She thinks I saved her from the bus. By jumping in front of it and stopping it, because THAT makes sense. But that, that could just be standard ravings if it weren't for the OTHER problem. Apparently, I visited her in her house last night. I went home and barricaded myself in my room until Jasper and Rosalie came back with the supplies, a