Author's Note: Hello everyone, this is the part when I'd usually make a joke or something to introduce the entry, but in light of the recent passing of Monty Oum, I'm not feeling terribly funny right now... Do not despair though, for it would be a woefully inadequate tribute to his memory to give up now, and thus the Diary, We Were Close, and Magical Girl Glitter Glynda-chan will all continue - all of us here on fanfiction need to stick together and keep the fandom alive after all. Thus, this week's entries will both release on schedule, as I did have them written prior to this weekend's unfortunate news, and I encourage you all keep your chin up and - if you write, keep it up; RWBY is a wonderful work and a fantastic world which Monty Oum has provided us, and I for one think that the best tribute to his memory would be to keep it alive. This in mind, I think we could all use a few laughs right now, so here's what I have to offer today.

Entry # 95: Age 17

Dear Diary,

You know, I miss the good old days when things were simpler. Back in Signal, for example, when Cinder's mischief was manageable, Yin being moe didn't attract a legion of pathetic fan boys and fangirls, before the four horsemen, when Emmy was the only demonstrably MAD person I knew, and perhaps most on point in this case, when nobody knew about Yuko but me… And no, before you take that in a perverted sense like I know you will (PERVERT!) I mean that in the sense that she didn't have the Occult Research society trying to 'worship' her by force – well, half of it…

And now I suppose that we come to the root of my current problem: the 'schism' between the two factions of the Occult Research Society… Not to be confused with the Yin Xiao Long Appreciation Society, composed of the aforementioned rabidly desperate losers, The Mami Tomoe Appreciation Society, whose founding members are the members of Team MAMI, appropriately enough, or the Society for the Moral Improvement and True Excellence, which is a pet project of mine, of which I am presently the only member – I call it SMITE for short – no, the Occult Research Society is full of shady characters so pale you'd probably expect them to turn into dust (and not the fun kind) if you exposed them to direct sunlight without those creepy robes they wear everywhere… I don't know any of their names (frankly, I don't think anybody does, and for all I know, they might have traded them to some unholy deity in exchange for power, which come to think of it would explain that creepy aura that they all seem to exude at all times…) but I do know that their personal anonymity hasn't stopped them from making a colossal nuisance of themselves…

You see, Yuko – apparently desperately behind schedule for something (of the utmost importance I'm sure) decided to cut out some transit time by going through a few walls. Unfortunately, one of those walls belonged to the club room for the Occult Research Society, and she had done so at exactly the time during which they were holding their daily séance… See where this is going? Now, Student Council Intelligence (and yes that is a thing) has informed me that there's been something of a split between two factions of the ORS for some time now, concerning whether they should focus on attempting to recruit Neo or verifying whether or not Yuko is indeed a 'genuine' ghost (although what other sort of ghost she might be escapes me – perhaps they think she might merely be an elaborate trickster, which is certainly also the case, I suppose) and Yuko's untimely 'manifestation' sparked an escalation of their murmured disagreements into a full-on Occult conflict worthy of the Antic War a few months ago – each side accusing the other of 'heresy' or 'blasphemy' or other decidedly mean things which upon reflection do seem to come across as somewhat ironic, given their status as researchers of decidedly unholy realms… Hmmm… probably best not to think about it too much – and in any case, it's not technically my problem unless they overspend their budget…

Now hoping this whole thing blows over,

Glynda

P.S. Perhaps I might leverage this most recent crisis as a recruitment opportunity for SMITE…