My name is Vincent Hargrave Valentine, son of the scientist Grimorie Valentine. I am more my father's son than my mother's, in looks at least. He was a good man, and an excellent father, and we were as close as father and son could be. Instead of becoming an academic like the rest of my family, I rebelled and became a Turk. I was an excellent gunman, and still am.

One of my assignments was to protect a young scientist in a backwater town. Easy, I thought. Long story short, I ended up shot and ressurected like some sort of Lazarus. I was then experimented on. It wasn't who you think it was, or how you think it went. I also have utmost respect for Itachi and Milgram, respectively.

Yes, I really was that emo, for a time. Thirty years spent comatose in a casket can do a real number to you. I was also not involved in the demise of a certain... scientist. The canon is very off on these points.

I came here some time ago, along with Reeve. We're in a casual romantic relationship. I run the Muse Shelter here, and care for Valenhound... my canine counterpart. Life here is peaceful.

... I should really start thinking about Valentine's Day. Hmm.

To our Aeris and to all the other Aerises out there, happy birthday!

-- Silent House

Everyone, meet Nero Helena Highwind. Pictures under the cut.

( Congrats! It's a girl! )

Most adorable family member ever.

I hate math. Who was the bastard that invented this form of torture?

-- Zack

Life is generally going well. We're all pitching in for shifts at work, though Argento got the birdcage-cleaning duty... and was not pleased about it at all. *giggles*

We've also taken to calling one of the hooded rats at work "Nero", even if she is a female rat. We've made over $450 so far, which is nice~!

If anyone wants to hit us up, we'll be around. ^.^

So after all that internal drama-llama stuff, I'm back to what could relatively be considered normal. I know what happened to me, and I also know it was pure damn luck that got me here. Yes, I swear just as much as Cid does on a regular day, so get used to it. Thanks to everyone who was so worried about me!

D was showing signs of getting better earlier, even bothering to get out some of her anguish through drawing. Whilst she was doing another drawing, she hit a wall and is now slightly disconnected from the world. We're doing what we can, but all we can really do is wait. Reeve has been working his ass off trying to get her back, and Cid is falling all over himself to make her feel better.

If anyone is around, please contact us. I know a few people who would appreciate the support.

And the world, she ends tonight. I will be amused if anyone besides my fellows understands that.

Last night, the two rock bands of the system decided to hold a major joint concert, with Reno throwing an afterparty. There was liquor, there was karaoke, there was much to enjoy. Half of the system got sloshed, half blew their eardrums out, and any who escaped previous torment were put to work at the front. I myself happened to have an... encounter. (To the system-mates: please, be more discreet when engaging in... certain activities.)

Xigbar, for all the drinking he did, remained relatively sober. He happily scrubbed algae from tanks, a job that is less than enviable, whilst Elena did most of the other front work.

The child (D, for she is a child to me) had another setback. This time, though, instead of crying for Cid, she cried out for "Uncle Mil". I find this touching, as it shows how deeply she holds the man in her regard already.

I just managed to awaken the body, and am a tad bit groggy. But the others and I will be around all evening to discuss things/chat/what have you. We have a day off tomorrow, which we are all looking forward to.

Where'd everyone go? It's lonely around here...

-- D

D just fell apart at the front, so I am fronting now. She panicked over something trivial, and then the panicking triggered the memories from her three years in the Deepground laboratories. Cid's taking care of her right now; she should be fine once this passes.

We've been trying to get her to front less, but she's stubborn as all hell.

I just sat down at the piano and improved an entire song about Sephiroth. Here's a sampling of the song:

"As for his mother
No one's really sure about that
It could be JENOVA
Or LUCRECIA
Or it could be both
Square's just fucked up enough to do that
[damnit I forgot the verse after that]

Chorus:

OH MY GOD IT'S SEPHIROTH
OH MY GOD IT'S SEPHIROTH
WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE
A HORRIBLE GRIZZLY DEATH
OH MY GOD IT'S SEPHIROTH
OH MY GOD IT'S SEPHIROTH
WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE TODAY"

My name is Argento, and I am one of the Tsviets. At the moment, that is all you need to know about me.

I currently desire to make a mockery of my fellows. I shall go do that.

Reeve here. I'm in charge of the Muse Contingent here in Silent House, as well as being on the House Committee. When people have problems in-house, they tend to come to me first. I also help with the screening and settling of newcomers. I suppose this a bit of an informal description for those who know me from canon, but I'm not quite like canon. I am currently in a casual relationship with our system's Vincent Valentine, another member of the Muse Contingent. I've lost track as to the total number of the contingent at this point, but suffice to say it's one of the larger groups, with the Peanut Gallery coming in at second.

The House Committee, also called the Bureau of Internal Affairs, deals with the day-to-day matters of keeping the system up and running. There are representatives from all groups on the committee, including Remy Lebeau, Aeris, Godot, myself, and Synchro when it has time to make the meetings. We settle in-house arguments and act as a governing body within Silent House. Besides all this, I help with the actual maintenance of the house.

The majority of our world consists of one giant mansion, the Silent House itself. It's much larger on the inside than it is on the outside. Next to it is Johanna's carriage house, along the path that leads to the Inner Domain. In the back of the house is Aeris's garden, along with the lake and the forest for those otherkin who wish to live outside the main house. On the opposite side of the road is Vincent's Muse Shelter. This is also where Valenhound, the greyhound AU version of Vincent, lives. It's a place for lost/abandoned/neglected/abused muses to come until they can find a writer or artist of their own. It's also where Rufus first showed up. The Inner Domain is the Dark One's realm, and very few people venture there. It resembles Nero's inner world from Dirge of Cerberus-- not a pleasant place to be. He cocoons himself up there until he decides to bother someone.

If you have any questions, or wish to contact any of us, please leave a note and we will give you our contact information and/or answer your questions to the best of our abilities.

[EDIT]: Apparently our contact information is in this journal's profile. So just check the profile if you want to get in touch with us.

Hi. I'm D, or at least that's the name I've adopted. I'm not from here, even though I've presumably occupied the body for 20 years. I took the body's name as my own, forgetting my own name. I'm just starting to remember who I am, with help from Elena and Cid. I've had a storied love-life, both in system and out, but currently I'm engaged to one Cid Highwind and all the best for it. We're planning on an in-system wedding in the spring, likely May 1st. I'm horrible with introductions, and the others could probably write better for this than I.

If you IM us/contact us, you'll likely meet me first, since I'm the main frontrunner. I promise I'm much more interesting than I let on here.

Feel free to ask me questions.