Hello, erm, again...

After a pretty long absence, I don't really know how long, I'm back in this place. I think.

It doesn't even seem like I've been away, I just remember something that felt like going to sleep, then a few moments of blackness. At least I think it was a few moments. How long were the moments? I'm really not sure.

Basically, when I came around my room was full of dust and cobwebs. The cleaning androids must have read the sign on my door saying 'DO NOT CLEAN', Those guys are so good to me. They looked after me when I got drunk on cosmic punch at the Anti-EBIB Party. But uh, anyway...

The furnace has gone out. When came to, though, it started smoking. Maybe it's lighting again. What heated Psyhigh while I was away? I couldn't begin to guess, knowing this place.

It doesn't look the same at all. I still do, though.

All the students have changed. Taking a quick scope of the grounds, I can't see @Scilph or @Morris anywhere. Even @Nobody hasn't been around lately. And where is @Matching by Mattie? I'm so confused.

Since this is a new journal, I guess I should explain myself...

I'm Walls, used to be '@that kid' before my life was ruined. Or made better. It wasn't pleasant either way. It went down in Eralonia's Prophecy (where is Eralonia?) and some kind of evil bug Queen destroyed my body, or Fortuna, as we found out. That b- uh, anyway... I somehow got uh, absorbed, uh, consumed, by Psyhigh? I don't know how to explain. I'm in the Walls. Well, I AM the Walls I suppose, I'm just HERE. I can travel throughout the school, and somehow have the ability to make projections of my former self and other objects, and project them into the school. My projections are still wearing the clothes that I was wearing when I, well, died. (Or is it reborn?). I think that's what made me disappear. I was controlling a lot of projections, (I mean, being in several places at once is very useful) and perhaps I overdid it. Maybe I wasn't strong enough. I was pulled back into the walls, anyhow.

But now I seem to be back. I'll take it easy at first, but maybe this absence was my conciousness equalling out in the different physical and metaphysical planes? Maybe I wasn't in equilibrium yet, but now, somehow, I am? At least I hope so. I don't want to be pulled back in. I guess I'll say more about myself when I feel ready. I'm going to take a couple of classes, maybe Galactic Monopoly (buying property in several solar systems) and Ethical Drone Care.

Maybe I-

*Second projection appears*

{Hey Walls buddy. I know this is all very stressful for you. Us. But this can't wait.}

It can't? I'm in the middle of my comeback post.

{Half our board games are missing.}

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{We've been gone for months, anyone could have taken them, it's nobodies fault. The rest are so dusty we'll be cleaning for hours before they're playable.}

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{Pull yourself together Walls, I'm upset too but you don't see me pulling this silent rage act. *The walls begin to shake, a deep rumbling echoes through the school* Calm down buddy, they're making jelly in catering class and houses of cards in Procrastination 101}

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{Okay okay I'll go... You'll snap out of it soon I know it... Uh... If anyone has seen a limited edition Backgammon set around, it's dated from the 1800's, let him know...}

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{I don't like seeing you like this Walls. I'm out}

S-AL is finally finished! It is five times the original size and now holds ten times the books. Since workman stopped renovating S-AL has calmed down and I think is trying to apologise for all the people who suffered uh, head wounds. S-AL didn't mean to cause those book avalanches directly, it just happened. There seems to be copies of Plato's 'Apology' tucked under those people's doors now.

BUT ANYWAY, look out @Kristopher I am back the dorm, no more sleepless nights for you. *Rips the nightlight from the wall* and throw this atrocity away. Thanks for looking after the place though, you even dusted my board games!

Issues, though. I got a 'Ban the box' armband as soon as I caught up on the ghost controversy, and @Deadeye's intrusion. I mean, I'm not part of the ghost community but the boxes do pull my projections in, I can make more, but... It doesn't take much to get caught by one. It's disgraceful. Just because they're on the other side of the veil, it's okay to harass kids? What makes ghosts so dangerous anyway? Half the students are telekinetic! Lots of students have potentially dangerous powers, but we are trusted to not abuse them! HA, GHOST INFESTATIONS? Most of those were caused by people digging up burial grounds and cemetery's to build car parks, supermarkets and motorways. We disturb THEM from peaceful dormancy and when they react, we banish them?? What gives us the right to-

*Second projection appears*

{Walls, calm down. There are just boxes right now, no one is being make to go away yet.}

I just... It's just...

{Chill out and play some backgammon.}

That was a good sleep... Hibernation... Uh, something. I guess that's what happens when you try to binge the first season of X Files. I can't believe @Kristopher knows about my sci-fi naps. I heard people running about and yelling, but I just wrote that off as normal I suppose. I kinda, uh, missed everything. I think it all started around the time I finished a game of explosive scrabble. Weird. I don't think @Matching by Mattie's makeup was potent enough to stick to my projections, but... I'm glad I'll never find out, and that @Nobody was there to save the day! Thank god we finished that Game of Life the night before. She ended up being a sprinkle engineer and me a extraterrestrial midwife.

I always wonder why the professors are never around to help out. But THEN I did some uh, snooping in the staff room. I witnessed a very heated debate about whether to scrap tests and exams and replace them with weekly brain scans. This would, as they put it, show EXACTLY what knowledge has been absorbed into the brain and how much the student was learning, and how much they already knew. But SOME said this was and invasion of privacy, because appearing to know more than you know is a.. skill in itself? Jeez I don't know, everyone was yelling for several hours. That explains why they never have time to, you know, stop Psyhigh from being invaded/blown up/whatever happens this week.

I hope I'm welcome to the picnic party, even if my uh, part to play in the makeup debacle was minimal. And I get to welcome @*Atlantica* back! But starting tomorrow some people, I don't know who, will be extending S-AL, despite the tantrum that S-AL threw. The whole Subterranean Romance/Space Western section was destroyed. It's a pity, because I has really gotten into several space westerns. The point it, it will be very painful if they start while I'm concious so I'm going to be dormant for a week and a bit. @Kristopher, please take care of my board games, and feed the furnace. And by take care, I mean DO NOT TOUCH THEM UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE. Unless there's a fire. Or a flood. Or a swarm of cardboard eating locusts. Or if @Nobody wants to uh, borrow some.

So apparently if I take @Nobody's stage 5 Bishop (Ordained by the King in the second dimension) with my Gossamer Knight, I can only capture in six dimensions out of ten, as two require the horse to be able to see the ultraviolet hue and two require the Knight to be denser than the Bishop to have any effect. Now her Bishop can escape into one of the four dimensions, and since I have only unlocked my Queen to eight, there is a good chance that Bishop will escape and my Knight will be trapped between dimensions until I can gather 20 pawns to open a wormhole. A disaster.

S-AL, GET ME A TEN DIMENSION CHESS STRATEGY GUIDE STAT.

*A HUGE BOOK WHIZZES THROUGH THE AIR*

*Thump* Wow, that uh, didn't even wake @Kristopher, who fell asleep after three moves. Jeez louise, this tome is going to take weeks to get through.

I managed to get a screwdriver under the door to Nobody's room, and let Kristopher in. We decided to witness the horror together. We set up a game in front of the TV to perhaps distract us from the wails of um, agony coming from channel 13. Mattie has painted the walls of that room with the anti-projection paint Fortuna left. I'm so sorry. @Morris... @Scilph... I never even got to say goodbye... *Single projected tear falls*

Kristopher got back from lizard purchasing a few hours ago. We then had an uh, argument about the state of the boiler room, and as he was raving about apple cores the furnace spat out two more and they hit him in the neck. I feed the furnace apples, okay? It gets sick of coal. And I don't do much tidying, since I don't have a sense of smell or order. He then insulted me by saying I have TOO MANY BOARD GAMES. I said I'd get rid of my board games when he throws his bath salts in the furnace. Chaos ensued.

But we made up. He pointed out that on a practice scrabble game set up in the corner, I could spell DISORDERLY on three triple word squares for 405 points. Genius. I've almost got through a whole game without exploding any pieces!

*Audience cheers on screen, Nobody winces, her face a picture of terror*

Oh no. Not the eyebrows. WHAT IS SHE DOING TO THE EYEBROWS-

So, I'm trying to bond with Claudette while playing a reunion game of exploding scrabble with @Nobody (THAT'S something Claudette can get behind, as the board routinely catches fire) and was going to get on good terms with her by satisfying Claudettes newfound love for strawberries (And anything red) but @Kristopher has eaten them. I'm not mad, by the way! This stuff happens...

I mean, @Kristopher... Uh...

*Second projection appears*

{Spit it out Walls, we all know you're a useless liar.}

Okay, I left to get a key cut for the boiler room as I've never needed one, and when I came back most of my board games were GONE, with only one wall of them still standing. NO WARNING. I was of shocked into some kind of trance and I think a room or two in the lower south-south-east part of the school collapsed in on themselves. He then explained that he'd found a formerly obscured trap door leading to a cool joint basement, which now houses all of my board games. I'm grateful, really, the place apparently looks better.

{It DOES look better Walls, and Krissie is good for you, really!}

Oh, and he keeps commenting on my 'outfit', which has been the same since I was uh, projectionized. Saying I need more of a 'style'. What's he on about? ALSO, he keeps trying to have a 'man to man talk' about Nobody, and inviting himself to our official gaming buddy meets (We often just drink tea and talk on the astral plane but that's beside the point) and making faces at me, winks and eyebrow lifts and the like. AND he keeps laying out pieces of his EXTENSIVE wardrobe out in the basement. And in front of my projections, I'll snap into one of them and there's suddenly a suede jacket or some skinny jeans lying in front of me. I suddenly understand how @Nobody feels.

{You'll grow to like him, Walls, be patient.}

Giving myself advice seems very pointless, Walls...

From the weirdish glazed looks on peoples faces today I missed something. I didn't hear about @Matching by Mattie's thing until it was over...Maybe it was uh, for the best.

While I was trying to stack some particularly heavy board games into a different corner of my room (to make way a bunch still under @Nobody's bed) and through a momentary lapse of concentration they fell through me and crushed my journal. I wasn't able to post or read uh, posts, and I considered sneaking into Atlantica and Pacifica's room while they were away and using theirs, but that would be ABSURD, and would feel wrong, like using someone else's toothbrush or their chess set. Super weird. A new one appeared in my dorm room last night though, surrounded by a purplish smoke, and I thought I saw something running away. Who knows.

I've been really out of the loop lately, since summer started and the school has been more naturally heating up and cooling down more erratically or whatever. Makes me sleepy. I need to see @Nobody though, I haven't even been properly acquainted with Claudette??

*Second projection appears holding an advertisement* {A potential roommate Walls! That bed is going to waste.}

What bed?

{There's a bed under that heap of board games, if you don't remember. And look, the flyer is uh, decorated! And that handwriting is really exceptional... Is this scented?}

Uh...

{This place is a sty, Walls, and this @Kristopher guy could probably help freshen in up, or something...}

I guess... And something about that flyer is particularly persuasive. As long as he doesn't move any of my board games. *Shelf collapses* Uh, @Kristopher, you can come have a look down here, see if you fancy it? I don't really sleep much but I'm in here a lot. I'll send a projection to show you the way. And if not, I'll show you to your other dorm room. Cool?

*LOUD SCREECHING IS HEARD FROM ABOVE*

@Scilph sure is, uh, passionate. Her room is right above the boiler room. *Muffled ukelele and sobbing* ooh... I don't think I'll be visiting her dorm until things have settled down... I'm more of a uh, movie person myself, Classes have been suspending due to a weird epidemic sweeping the school, or something. I'm stuck here alphabetizing my scrabble letters. Not exploding scrabble, of course, I don't want this room catching fire.

SPEAKING OF DORMS AND SUCH, I hear uh, @Finnigan is looking for a roommate? There's still a bit of space in here. The boiler itself keeps the room cosy. It may seem aggressive, but in reality it's quite the uh, softie. Sometimes the door opens, and the coal substance inside somehow manages to sing renditions of 90's alternative classics. I don't know whether that would bother you... I can move some shelves around and fit a bed in? If board game boxes fall on you in the night, it'll make a great uh, story? I even have a copy of The Psych of Mind and Other Realms Unexplored, by Helga Von Lutz.

*Furnace door swings open* *Gravelly voice* /~But I'm a creep... I'm a wierdoo-o... What the hell am I doing hee-ere?~/

Oh my god shush, you're a talking furnace. We're in Psyhigh that song has no context here, Please choose a different genre, mix it up or something.

*Door swings shut*

The epidemic and Steven Universe uh, things have got people distracted, when I went to check on @Nobody (She got lost again) I couldn't find her. And from what she said in her journal, @Gretel is right, she's might have been taken to, or wandered into, the Forever Diner. Is Fortuna still at large? Why won't she just LEAVE or DIE or... Or... Sorry.

Anyway, I hope she's okay and nothing bad happens until I, or someone, can get her back? Surely-

*Furnace door swings open*

/~WE, ARE THE CRYSTAL GEMS~/

NOT YOU TOO

*LOUD INCESSANT KNOCKING*

Stop, owww please make it stop, make it-

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Oh uh, it stopped. I guess it's safe to send out some projections... What...

@Matching by Mattie is chasing the new students around the school, I've never been more grateful in my life. And @Morris is yelling at a few of them. Although, he keeps getting distracted by breezes. Thanks though, I can finally hear myself think.

{By the way, Eralonia, you're right, I shouldn't feel jealous. I'm sure the feeling will uh, go soon, and I'll get used to-}

*Softer knocking*

WHO- Oh, that sounds like @Nobody's knock. Her memory is gettig worse. She seems to be... somewhere in the school, somewhere pretty obscure, same with @*Atlantica*, I'm uh, going to send some projections over there to um, accompany them... Just in case, the school os pretty huge... Plus it sounds like they're gettig near somewhere strange... I feel like an adventure! Hopefully Mattie can keep the new students busy for a while. And we'll get back in time for when, if, the egg hatches...

I haven't had chance to post. At all. I'd just gotten myself together and had been going to all my classes, extended official gaming buddy status to Claude for when @Nobody is busy, FINISHED MEMORIZING THE DICTIONARY...

{Get to the point Walls, there's a queue forming...}

OH MY GOD... I don't even know how this happened. A whole boatload of students have been arriving and someone told one of them I know the school, uh, pretty well. I was just about to take Claude's robot scholar with my cosmic meteor knight in five dimentional chess, when someone with a pineapple for a head 'tapped' me on the shoulder. Made me show him the swimming pool. He didn't hear me say that it was bottomless. I hope he can swim, and uh, doesn't look down... Well, they've been using me as some sort of tour guide. It was okay at first, but know they've started knocking on the walls when they need me, which is the enfuriating goddamn thing and if they do it one more time I swear-

Sorry. The more projections I have running, the uh, more irritable I get. Plus, people keep making me lead them to S-AL, who is mad at me because I haven't given that dictionary back yet. No matter how discreetly I enter, it always manages to ambush me. JUST GET A BLOODY SCHOOL MAP.

Speaking on what happened in S-AL, @Pacifica keeps moving around the school. She managed to find some pretty obscure classrooms. Avoiding @Morris no doubt... I hope they manage to work stuff out.

{Aren't you going to write about that chat with Eralonia? She says you're jealous of Morris getting his body back.}

What? That is the most ludicrous thing I have ever heard and all this bother is getting to my head, jeez I'm delusional haha I swear-

*LOUD KNOCKING*

OW- OWW CHRIST THIS IS THE LAST STRAW *Walls begin to shake and crumble*

No, no keep it together Walls. I'm going to just ignore it and play more chess. Everything is chill.

I'm back. The school has been pretty void of my projecrions lately, I uh, took a break from projecting and class for a bit. The ordeal with Fortuna left me in a uh, state. Being trapped with her, even only for a short while was... It felt like... Sigh, do you want a game of battleships @Nobody?

Things have changed around here, there are lots of new students which would be nice to meet sometime. And @Morris... It's fantastic, it truly is. I've never seen you this happy and you and @Scilph can finally be together uh, properly. Congratulations bro. High five- wait, um, nevermind. We should still hang out though. Wreak some chaos or something.

I finally got the boiler room all set up. Shelves full of game boxes and strategy guides, still haven't finished memorizing the dictionary.

And whats with all these posters? They feel sticky.