Hello there, @Roxanne! It is a pleasure to be your acquaintance. I am Scilpheraloniastrophaquestborono, or "Scilph". I am also learning my way around the school and figuring out things. You are not the only one that makes things spontaneously combust. I interfere with the electromagnetism and electric radiation in the air, causing lightbulbs and such to explode. I also communicate with the dead. Morris Von Dukette is one of my close spirit friends. I would be happy to help you around the school, and become companions forthwith, if you please!

*muffled* wow, three friends in two days! Joy! Hmm...? Morris, don't worry, I will not forget about you. Are you envious...? Oops, the recorder is still on... let me just-

You are a... human being? No psychic powers? No third arm or anything? Hmm. That is unfortunate. I believe you cannot transfer, so you must make the best of your predicament. My name is Scilpheraloniastrophaquestborono, or, you may address me as "Scilph". I am also relatively new here. I can communicate with the dead, read minds, but interfere with electrical currents. Come to me if you have any questions or concerns.

H-hello again, Journ- AH! NO! GET DOWN FROM- *sounds of stuff falling down* *grunt* I have- augh -received a... gift..? N-no, stop climbing-! *glass shattering* ACK! It is a big black box with six small legs on the bottom... it won't stop runni- HEY! THAT STRUCTURE IS NOT FOR YOU TO- *sizzling noises* ... it has soiled my carpet... a hole has burned through. Alright, that is the final straw.... get in the *grunt* Come now... AH! *sound of chest shutting* *thumping noises* I have successfully trapped the creature. Anyway, it had shown up at my dorm this morning... I do not know who it was from, but it had made a mess... whoever's this is, please take it back as soon as you have the opportunity. I am begging y- *thumping noises* oh gracious. Hold on, Journal. *muffled* HUSH, YOU ABSOLUTE SON OF A TWO- PENCE PIG! *thumps* *silence*

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I believe I have controlled it for now. *small clink of glass shattering* OH NO! JOURNAL! YOUR SCREEN HAS SHATTERED! I-I must seek a replacement... g-goodbye... *muffled* oh gracious. I do hope the recording survives.... *click*

Today is the day, Journal! I will be departing for Japan on a vacation trip! I sadly cannot bring you with me, Journal. Academy Policy. I will return in three days time. OH, how much excitement I feel! *click*

Greetings, Journal! I return form Japan! It was wonderful. I had met a lovely Kitsune named Fuuka, and became her friend... of sorts, I believe. Oh, and I also- WHAT THE-?! THE BLACK BOX IS STILL HERE! IT HAS MADE SOME SORT OF BURROW FROM UNDERNEATH MY BED! Alright... I must retrieve it from my quarters... *sigh* Will the owner of this box please come to room 667 1/3 of the the umpteenth floor and take back this obnoxious creature? Thank you.... *click*

I do not hear anything of the sort, Jessica. And it is alright. I returned from Japan safely, and I had actually informed our headmaster I had left, although thank you for your concerns. On the topic of the crying, maybe you are spending too much time in the dark.

I have heard many people speak of a strange disease.

It makes you sweaty and paranoid of almost everything about you. You must look beautiful when around them. I do not know who "them" is... possibly an evil force, driven by beauty, and must be surrounded by it. At least, that's what those affected by the disease believe. Your brain seems to shut down as you speak to them, and though you want to be with them forever, you wish you could stay away from them, just so you would make no mistakes or hurt them. You wish to provide to their every need.

Sometimes, they treat you with the respect and care that you give them.

But only sometimes.

Other times, they play with your emotions, and enjoy the misery and pain it causes. They toy with feelings and tease you again and again, luring you back into the same trap you fell for before.

This disease is called love.

@Jerry Sterr I can also read minds. Not when I want to, only the times when I least wish. It is very unfortunate, I know. And by the way, what is a "Crush"? Does this have a connection to the "Love" disease? I must write this down quickly... *scribbling noises* I have made another entry in my endeavor to cure "Love". As for you, is reading minds something you may control? You do not realize your luck. I have stumbled upon many a-scandal with my ability... *sigh* there are many, many things I wish to forget.

AH! AAAAAAAHHHHHH! OH NONONONONO! IT'S IN MY ROOM! *lights flickering* IT IS SHEDDING ITS DANGEROUS SPORES ALL OVER MY BELONGINGS! *shuffling noises* I am hiding under my covers from the beast.... *breathing noises* I-It has come in through my o-open window... I-I am so scared... *breathing* *shifting* AH! MORRIS! DO NOT GET NEAR THE CREA- ah. yes. You cannot touch it. But why do you approach it so fearlessly...? Hm? It seems to be vibrating again. *gasp* HOW LONG UNTIL IF EXPLODES?! MORRIS, STAY AWAY FROM THE FOUL THING! IT WILL DESTROY ME! *glass shattering* SEE WHAT IT MADE ME DO! *shuffling* Morris refuses to listen to me. I believe this strange mammal has mind control.

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Morris, what was the name of this? A... "cat"...? I hate it already... WHAT?! NO! NO YOU WILL NOT KEEP IT! THE BLACK BOX IS STILL RESIDING UNDER MY BUNK SO I WILL NOT ALLOW THIS....*glass clinking* THIS /THING/ HERE! *Shuffling* Excuse me journal.

*muffled conversation*

*sigh* I return. He will not give up this ... "cat". He is naming it... after me. My second part of name... Eralonia. *mumbling* I am honored... but such a waste of a graceful name on such a disgusting creature. Wish me luck, journal.

@Sam AHA! I KNEW THE CREATURE WAS DANGEROUS! It was in my room, Dorm 667 1/3. It did not harm me, but I was close, oh so close to the brink of DEATH! I do not believe it was poison, but it was completely white except for a black spot on its muzzle. The color of its eyes was an evil, sinister green.

YES! I SHALL MEET WITH YOU SOON! Thank you, Mr. S, my new "friend"! I shall see you at lunch.

*muffled* Ah, another believer that this small mammal is a demon...! No offense, Morris... I do not mean to be rude... *click*