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  <title>Russell King</title>
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    <email>badfairy@gmail.com</email>
    <name>Russell King</name>
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  <updated>2009-06-12T03:14:11Z</updated>
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    <title>Nine: All growed up.</title>
    <published>2009-06-12T03:14:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-12T03:14:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Little Ricky is all &lt;i&gt;grown up&lt;/i&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah, &lt;font size="20"&gt;21!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy fucking Birthday, man!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:hackattack:3597</id>
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    <title>Eight: Beatae memoriae.</title>
    <published>2009-06-10T00:53:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-10T00:55:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Private]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I can't believe it's already been &lt;b&gt;5 years&lt;/b&gt; since Geoff died. It doesn't feel like it's been that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that I'm not expecting to see much of Cove today. I swear, June 9th rolls around and the guy becomes a zombie or something. I guess it's understandable, since he lost his brother and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. I visited his grave today, just to pay my respects. I felt it was the right thing to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geoff, we all miss you, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/Private]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or something with a shit load of caffeine in it. I've been up since 6, and I have a long night ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH.</content>
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    <title>Seven: The Mystery of the Ramen Noodles</title>
    <published>2009-05-28T09:51:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-28T09:51:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt;, sitting in the very back of the cabinet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe it is &lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;RAMEN&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very big &lt;i&gt;box&lt;/i&gt; of Ramen, with little individual crinkly bags inside. &lt;i&gt;Weird&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cove. I just have one thing to say to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="8"&gt;FACE!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>Six: Lifestyles of the middle class citizens and the sort of well known.</title>
    <published>2009-05-17T02:58:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-17T02:58:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm pretty sure the next show we play is going to be pretty fucking &lt;i&gt;bad ass&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of you who don't know, we're playing at The Oasis next Friday night. Bring some extra cash though, since we now have &lt;i&gt;merchandise&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. Mugs, bumper stickers, T-shirts, etc...the whole package. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a preview of what's gonna be available:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u154/mmmsodreamy/Russell/Penance.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty stoked. Not gonna lie.</content>
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    <title>Five: Pure dag nasty evil.</title>
    <published>2009-05-13T22:42:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-13T22:42:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure this is the best summarization of the new Star Wars movies that I have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>Four: Something bad is happening...in Oz.</title>
    <published>2009-05-06T15:30:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-06T15:31:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Cove, Ricky, and Ophelia]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the name Sam Riddick sound familiar to any of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/Cove, Ricky and Ophelia]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[Note to Rae: Russell put a good amount of effort into making this private to &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; these three, so unless Lucy works at it a little, she probably won't get through right away. Not to say it's unhackable, because he isn't that good just yet, but he definitely put blocks up that only another technopath can get through. Also, if Lucy helped with the wards for Landon's entry, this can be erased...but I figured it would be good to get the word spread around that people need to be more careful with their powers, no?]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[Note to Kait: I swear, Deslin was NOT left out because he is unloved, but only because I'm 99% sure that Deslin is the only one of the group who hasn't told Russell about his powers. The only reason he's asking these three is because he knows they can do something.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Three: Add 'em up.</title>
    <published>2009-04-22T23:21:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-22T23:48:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Private]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.05 * 8 = 104.40 (daily pay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;104.40 * 5 = 522 (weekly pay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;522 - 100 = 422 (average weekly spendings on necessities; gas, food, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;422 - 200 = 222 (average weekly spendings on pointless, but enjoyable shit; pot, beer, clubs, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;222 * 4 = 888 (average monthly salary; 4 weeks to a month)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;888 - 100 = 788 (monthly car insurance. fuck that speeding ticket, man.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;788 - 50 = 738 (monthly phone bill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that leaves about...738 dollars in my account at the end of each month. If I keep to this 'budget' of mine, I should be able to afford a new engine for my car, which costs about 1400 dollars, in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1400 / 738 = 1.9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 months, if I start putting money aside, and I don't use what's already in my checkings account. But then I need to get a new radiator, which is gonna cost me another 170 bucks, so if I buy that at the end of next month, I'll still have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;738 - 170 = 568&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So adding that with May,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;738 + 568 = 1306&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1400 - 1306 = 94&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94 dollars is all I'd have to make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't deal with anymore numbers today. This is simple math, but my brain is fucking fried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/Private]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[If Russell's math isn't right...blame the mun.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. My car is going to fucking explode on me one day, but I refuse to get rid of it. That thing's been with me since high school, man, I'm not just gonna sell her! I also need to buy new strings, for my acoustic guitar &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; my electric guitar, unless I want them to snap on me at our next gig. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck my life, and the economy.</content>
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    <title>Two: Lord of the ________.</title>
    <published>2009-04-14T15:42:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-22T23:47:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't know which is more depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I just spent my lunchbreak watching Riverdance clips on Youtube, or the fact that I actually spent time looking for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably mention that I am totally baked right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which would explain why I thought it would be a good idea to watch fucking &lt;i&gt;Riverdance&lt;/i&gt;. Someone at work was talking about it, and I was bored as shit when I got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine being the Lord of the Dance? "What do you do for a living, Mike Flatley?" "Oh, you know, I'm the &lt;i&gt;Lord of the Dance&lt;/i&gt;." If only you didn't have to prance around like a homo, and wear sequence, tap shoes and leather pants to earn that title. Because I would &lt;i&gt;totally&lt;/i&gt; do it, man. Better than 'Bookkeeper'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russell King: Lord of the Bookkeeping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA. Awesome.</content>
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    <title>One: He works hard for the money.</title>
    <published>2009-04-10T05:08:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-22T23:49:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Private]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01001000 01101111 01101100 01111001 00100000 01110011 01101000 01101001 01110100 00101100 00100000 01110100 01101000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01100001 01100011 01110100 01110101 01100001 01101100 01101100 01111001 00100000 01110111 01101111 01110010 01101011 01110011 00101110 00100000 01001000 01100001 00100001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54 68 69 73 20 74 68 69 6e 67 20 64 6f 65 73 20 77 68 61 74 65 76 65 72 20 49 20 74 65 6c 6c 20 69 74 20 74 6f 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[&lt;b&gt;OOC:&lt;/b&gt; Binary and Hex translations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Holy shit, this actually works! Ha!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'This thing does whatever I tell it to!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/Private]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a raise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I &lt;i&gt;deserve&lt;/i&gt; a raise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who makes a 21 year &lt;s&gt;stoner&lt;/s&gt; old work over spring break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Assholes&lt;/i&gt;. That's who.</content>
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    <title>hackattack @ 2009-04-08T10:21:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-08T14:21:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-08T17:37:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mini-Application/Introduction &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Full Name: &lt;/strong&gt; Russell Cristos King II &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age: &lt;/strong&gt;21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Occupation:&lt;/strong&gt; bookkeeper for Jets Ki &amp; back-up vocalist/lead guitarist for Penance of the Intrinsics &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Status:&lt;/strong&gt; Single &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Affiliation:&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Power:&lt;/strong&gt; Technopathy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Color:&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;Orange &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preferred Type of Toothpaste: &lt;/strong&gt;He really doesn't have one. As long as it tastes good, he'll use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;#160;Russell King&amp;#160;[Father], Brianne King [Mother]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brief History:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russell King was born to parents Russell Sr. and Brianne on September 11th, 1987. He was a healthy baby boy, who never caused much trouble. He hardly cried, and he was very cooperative, and didn’t even throw many tantrums as a toddler. If you knew him before the age of 10, you wouldn’t believe that he’s still the same person. By that point in his life, he had discovered his much fun it was to actually &lt;i&gt;talk&lt;/i&gt; to people, and participate in group activities. He was always a welcome addition to any group, because of his suddenly altered fun, and outgoing personality, but also because he was incredibly smart. At least, he was when it came to math. Every other subject was a bit of a struggle for him, but he was always in high honors math classes. He even passed calculus with an A. Neither one of his parents knew where this skill came from, since neither of them ever excelled in the subject of Math. His father is a construction worker, and his Mom works at the local hospital, as a nurse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the age of 10, as stated before, Russ was always looking for new people to hang out with. He became fairly popular pretty quickly, but found that his best friend would turn out to be none other than Cove Braddock, a student who was a grade above him in school. They bonded over music during one of their free periods in middle school, 7th grad to be specific, after being introduced to each other by a mutual friend. By this point in his life, Russell had already been playing the guitar for about…6 years, since he had been given the instrument on his 6th birthday. It was a bit awkward, for the (at the time) skinny, quiet boy to get his arms to feel comfortable holding the large guitar, but eventually he grew into it. Music was another thing he excelled at, but more importantly, it was something he &lt;i&gt;loved&lt;/i&gt;. There wasn’t a day that passed when the kid didn’t pick up the old Epiphone DR-100 and practice. He trained himself, and learned by ear, but he was always very good at picking songs up quickly. He can’t read music very well, but if someone played the notes for him, he would be able to play it back almost exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His friendship with Cove turned out to be a help and a hindrance, all at the same time. The older boy introduced him to a little lady named ‘Mary Jane’ when he was in 10th grade, and Russell had never felt more…free. It took him one or two times to actually feel anything, but when he did, he loved it. He was calm, and relaxed, and felt like he was even more a part of his music when he played. It was like, he was &lt;i&gt;in&lt;/i&gt; the music. Thankfully, even though this became somewhat of a daily routine for him (he wasn’t working at the time, it was hard to afford it), his grades remained pretty steady. He fell asleep in a few classes, during his senior year, but that was about the worst of it. He was offered harder drugs, many times, but always declined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he graduated high school, because of his excellent math scores on the SAT’s, he got a scholarship to a local college. With this under his belt, he decided that he could probably afford to move out of his parents house, and moved in with Cove and a bunch of the other guys from their band. He was 18 at the time. Fresh out of high school and already going for a degree in accounting, he got a job at the local Jet Ski shop, ‘Jets Ki’, as a bookkeeper. No one ever expects Russell to have the job that he has, so in a way he has sort of a Clark Kent thing going on…nerd by day (did I mention he likes Comic Books, too?), stoner and rock star by night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Russell wants to believe that he’ll go far with his music career, and enjoys playing more than…&lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt;, he wants to know he has something to fall back on, if things don’t work out like he hopes they will. He’s close to graduating with his degree from college, and after that, he hopes to take some time off to work on music, while keeping his job at the shop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brief Description of Power Capabilities:&amp;#160;&lt;/strong&gt;Russell is able to control electronic devices through the power of thought. He 'communicates' with technology, and is able to do things such as scroll, type, and hack into computers without touching them, and change the channel on the television simply by blinking his eyes.&amp;#160;He doesn't know the limits of his powers just yet.</content>
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