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  <title>Gaston de Beaumont</title>
  <subtitle>For there's no man in town half as manly</subtitle>
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    <name>Gaston de Beaumont</name>
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  <updated>2008-04-10T00:30:58Z</updated>
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    <title>oo7</title>
    <published>2008-04-10T00:30:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-10T00:30:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It’s come to my attention that my grand life is in need of even more of a change. After so much amazing activity, I might just need a nice little pick me up. After all, someone like me has to keep up with their health. I will be going on a hunting trip! Anyone like to take a stab at it? Anyone who has the guts for it, though, I don’t want anyone dragging me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since exams will be finishing soon, and the season ending I will also be selling the fraternity house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Private]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of these pranks being pulled on my property! Does anyone in this city have any respect for an establishment anymore? I have enough anger to blow the building up just to show people that they will not mess with Gaston de Beaumont! I think a little weeding is needed, or at least a little tracking down is in business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunatic Pandora? Haven’t been there in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/Private]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ringmybelles:1865</id>
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    <title>oo6</title>
    <published>2008-03-20T00:38:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-20T00:38:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My life is an unending flurry of activity. Wonderful, isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The details of the soiree are pretty linear, although I have to say I’m very pleased with how it all turned out. Despite a few set backs-- No, it was all well. Thank you everyone kindly for attending my mother’s grand event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a bit curious, of course. How you think something is going to go one way only to find it not. People are so rude even in the light of people who are obviously superior to them. It’s funny that my mother even allows some of these people to come, knowing their real faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Private]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted me to ask Mataoka’s hand in marriage. Me. Mataoka. &lt;i&gt;Me.&lt;/i&gt; That idiot! That stupid muttering old fool of a father! I should have him thrown into a crazy house for all this. How dare he not even mention one word about the Alexandros family?! Does he not know that this is the prime time to take it all? He knows nothing of real life politics anymore. He’s drowned on the bullshit of his parties and his fame. That is all fine and important, but money and the family power is just as important. I may be a bit medieval in this thinking, but surely, I’m the only one in this family that has real concerns for what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…I wonder what Elizabeth would say about all this. All my frustration, she would have a mouthful I’m sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top all this off, I was so frustrated at the party that I had no chance to seek out my little Belle. This angers me more than anything. She is probably so furious with me. I should send her some more flowers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…If I’m to marry anyone, it would be her. I’m sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That isn’t even all of it. No. Tidus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidus, you stupid fool. You are so fucking reckless. I can’t believe you did this. Where is all your talk about being the best captain there is? I would break your bones if you weren’t already so messed up. You deserved every last bit of what happened to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/Private]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ringmybelles:1625</id>
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    <title>oo5</title>
    <published>2008-03-03T15:49:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-03T16:07:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Better Than Erza - One More Murder</lj:music>
    <content type="html">And the preparations are fully underway. My mother has taken it upon herself like always to planning the soiree to the best of her ability. Sometimes she’s rather annoying with all her gallivanting about it. It will be grand anyway, as expected from a party held in the honour of the de Beaumont family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details have already been mailed away. It will be held at my family’s biggest hotel, &lt;i&gt;Costa del Sol&lt;/i&gt; this coming &lt;b&gt;Friday night&lt;/b&gt;. It seems the hotel itself has been transformed into an artist’s retreat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never really cared much for art, myself. It’s all so pathetically boring, selfish, over dramatized and in most cases makes no sense whatsoever. I’m more interested in the conversations that will be happening that night more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a way to treat myself for a job well done lately, I’ve got myself two strapping pet rottweilers. They are strictly  purebred. Perfect for when summer comes and hunting season begins. Perhaps not the best suited hunting animals, but they serve multiple purposes and will be kept at my Fraternity home. Say a grand hello to &lt;a href="http://www.vonsiegerhaus.com/images/429_Von_Siegerhause_Rottweilers.jpg"&gt;Rod&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.vomhamblin.com/images/Quaid1.jpg"&gt;Corbit&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Private]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father has been really stern lately. As if I don’t win him enough praise from the city enough as it is. The fool keeps wanting something more from me when I obviously give him more than his own old fat ass can give himself ever in three lifetimes over. If he ends up asking me to start joining the other sports team I will tell him kindly to hurry up and die. I would never be found dead on the same team as Blitz, for one thing, the next, as if pansy soccer skills will amount to anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also seemed pretty set on having Mataoka’s parents come to the soiree. I don’t object because I have a grand feeling it has something to do with the weakness that Alexandros has been showing lately. Finally, a smart move from that idiot of a father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth better be going, I don’t want to go out of my mind if nothing interesting happens this Friday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My, I live for this excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/Private]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ringmybelles:1303</id>
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    <title>oo4</title>
    <published>2008-02-23T22:31:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-23T22:31:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Capcom - Labyrinth Suite</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hmm. I wonder just how long it has been now since Mademoiselle Garnet has been missing? I remember when the papers first came out about her disappearance. There is still so much talk about the kidnapping and how the Alexandros Banking Company is going awry. I wouldn’t expect anything else, with such frauds going around, such a kidnapping-- especially of the heiress to the fine establishment, I wouldn’t doubt that the company will go under. Hmm, perhaps it’s time to tell father to sell his stocks, or better yet, buy out the company itself. Better than to have such a disgracing family in seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Royal Bank de Beaumont. I like the sound of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I feel it is a duty of mine to keep an eye open for the lovely Mademoiselle Garnet. I’m curious just what actions are being taken to ensure her safety. After all, word like this will soon elevate if she is not found soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Private]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is a shame to see the Alexandros family at such weakness. If they don’t find her soon, the company really will fail and I won’t let my fool of a father let something like this slip from under his nose. Lets just hope that the little girl is forever missing, or better yet, already dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got all the locks changed. I’ve spent a fair amount of money on fixing the Fraternity house, and even more on a new security system. No one will ever be bothering me and my frat brothers as long as I have control over this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling of whom might have done this to me, after I calmed down. Heads will still roll, I bet that on the name Gaston de Beaumont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what Belle is up to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/Private]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother wants to hold a celebration for a few new art pieces that she’s received. A dinner party is the planning.</content>
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    <title>oo3</title>
    <published>2008-02-17T01:24:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-17T01:24:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Whoever did this to my fraternity house is going to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be sorry you ever messed with Gaston de Beaumont. I will find you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Private]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai été fermé à clef dans ma chambre ce matin. Je baisais ai fermé à clef dedans et mes clefs n'ont pas fonctionné. Quelqu'un a pénétré par effraction dans ma maison de frat ? ! Et tiré que pathétique peu tour de coller l'enveloppe en plastique sur ma toilette foutue ? ! Pour ne pas me mentionner ai été accroché au-dessus de de cette partie sanglante de victoire pour mon équipe et pour ne pas se réveiller au ce et puis ne pas manquer la classe parce que j'ai dû appeler un serrurier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quelqu'un a fait ceci. La merde comme ceci ne se produit pas simplement comme la magie ! Même la fille que j'ai dormie avec la nuit passée était unimpressed complètement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce ne sera pas l'extrémité ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((&lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;Translation: I was locked in my room this morning. I was fucking locked in and my keys didn’t work. Someone broke into my frat house?! And pulled that pathetic little trick of sticking plastic wrap on my fucking toilet?! Not to mention I was hung over from that bloody victory party for my team and to wake up to that and then miss class because I had to call a locksmith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone did this. Shit like this doesn’t just happen like magic! Even the girl I slept with last night was completely unimpressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will not be the end! I’ll kill them. &lt;/i&gt;))&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/Private]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ringmybelles:992</id>
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    <title>oo2</title>
    <published>2008-02-12T16:28:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-12T16:33:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gorillaz - Feel Good Inc.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I had a great time at First Friday the previous weekend. Must say, saw a lot of familiar faces that I was very glad to see. That’s what Tiki Room is best at doing, bringing such good people together under one roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saint Valentine’s Day is coming up this week. As always it’s going to be a very busy time for Gaston de Beaumont. The girls just can’t stop speaking to me about it me, and I find myself drowning in love letters and gifts these past two days... Seems like every single one of them wants me to pay attention to them and only them on that very special day. I wish I could spend a day with each one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. There is only one little one I wish to wrap around my finger around this year though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Private]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should burn all of these gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless I will start preparing to send a few some gifts. Of course a dozen roses to my girls. Eliza, Little Mataoka and of course my &lt;i&gt;beautiful&lt;/i&gt; Mademoiselle Belle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps a bag of dog shit for Anton. It’s been so long since I’ve played with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and what a pity Belle had her date ruined last Friday. What a pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/Private]</content>
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    <title>oo1</title>
    <published>2008-02-08T01:44:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-08T01:53:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Justin Timberlake - Sexy Back</lj:music>
    <content type="html">What an interesting day it has been. Practice was intense today even with the season still being young! Some of the morons on my team need all the practice they can get to get up to the level that our top players are. Especially to get skilled like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I’ve been hearing such stories about me lately. Whispers here, comments there. I’ll have you know that I really don’t mind them all. To know that I’m in your thoughts is more than satisfaction for me. As I always say, better to be mentioned and spoken of then never mentioned at all. That means good, or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Private]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belle. Belle Villeneuve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She speaks all those thoughts like that now, but I know she’ll be with me in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never, have I seen such a pretty little thing. She’s got that perfect look, that perfect sway of her hips. She would make a wonderful bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reject me now, love me more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for that little pesky thing she called a first date she has…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/Private]</content>
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