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 Posted: Tue Oct 28, 2008 11:20 pm
Libi's first reaction, when she heard Obsidian's comment, was to take offense, but then she looked up, revealing her tear-stained face. The other girl was smiling, and it didn't look all that mean to her. Besides, with her first sight of this new Meeki, there were more important things to worry about. She felt like she was looking into a carnival mirror.
So instead of getting insulted, she chuckled. "Hello....? Who are you?" She started getting to her feet, and raises a hand out to the other girl. "I'm Libitina."
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 7:16 pm
Obsidian took one look at the blood stained paw being helf out to her and wrinkled up her nose in a look of nimor disgust. She loathed getting dirty and was bery meticulous in her gooming. She just couldn’t bring herself to touch the other fae as she was. “obsidian.” she nods instead. “A pleasure, I’m sure.” she sniffs softly and then tilts her head to one side as she studies the other girl. “you… seem very familiar… Have I perhaps seen you before?”
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2008 8:06 pm
Libitina looks down at her paw, and is somehow surprised, shame washing over her again. She quickly lowers it. "I... I don't think so, but I feel the same. You look.... like me." She considers for a moment, embarrassed. "You know, when I'm clean. Speaking of, do you mind-" She gestures in the direction of a nearby waterfall she knows of, "-if we walk and talk?" She is still eying Obsidian's coat, trying to take in the situation. She doesn't remember much of her childhood, she wonders if they used to be friends.
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Posted: Mon Nov 17, 2008 3:13 pm
Kiti Veilleux [I would like to do a small rp to set the base of how they treat each other, but we don't have to. We can rp them at any age now that they're older. <3 ]Turning his head Hoshi spots Tsuki in the brilliant light, and smiles wide. "Oh, my Prince has come to rescue me! <3!" He winks his bright green eye, and moves toward his mate to meet him. Dramatically he hugs Tsuki's waist and places a kiss on his cheek.
Tsuki chuckles lightly, placing a hand on Hoshi's shoulder. "Ah, my one of great joy." He says, his voice hinting at an underlying accent that seemed almost Irish. He spotted the rainbow chain on his ear and chuckled again, remembering how they acquired that thing..
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xX~who ever I wanna be~Xx
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Posted: Thu Nov 20, 2008 7:08 pm
Obsidian giggles a bit at the girl’s embarrassment. Normally, seeing such a show of weakness would eke her on, teasing and tormenting, but there was something different with this girl. Something that gave her the urge to hug her and protect her, as if there was some underlying bond between them, and it made her feel… strange.
Giving a non committal shrug, not wanting to show too much to the stranger. “Why not, I could use a swim.” flipping her hair over her shoulder, she strides off in the direction the other meeki had indicated.
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Posted: Thu Nov 20, 2008 10:35 pm
For Chy-chan- ((So I guess we're skipping forward with the kids? Until they're like.... kid sized?))
"Hello my handsome big brother." Though the two were technically twins, she was certainly the 'little sister'. Miriko loved everyone, but none more that her brother, possibly no one even as much as him. She idolized him, she thinks the best of him, though she adores him even when he's bad. He is ebil, afterall.
Hoshi almost squeeks in delight at his mate's voice. Each time he hears it, he melts inside. He puts a hand to Tsuki's cheek, and runs it through his hair. "I love you," he whispers near his ear.
For Vi-love-
Libitina joins her, walking lightly alongside her. She's glad to have company, and even though the other fae seems less than thrilled to be with her, she is strangely comforted by her presence.
Generally, she is outgoing, and always asking questions, but she isn't quite sure how to phrase what she had on her mind. "So do you, ummm.... remember your childhood?" She knew this was an odd question but she felt it had to be asked. She wasn't sure what the answer would tell her anyway, but maybe they'd be able to piece it together.
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 9:47 pm
For Gumi!
Meriu finds himself alone, napping on a rock beside the pooling base of his favorite waterfall. His daughter, Arianne, had been here before he fell asleep, but now she seems to be gone. He yawns deeply as he wakes, stretching the joints on his paws lazily. Looking around, he determines that he has indeed been abandoned. Oh, well, he thinks, she can handle herself. They are grown now, so he has a ton more free time, and no idea how to spend it, what with no mate and few friends. He is an odd kat, he doesn't really like to spend his time all alone, but his annoying nature seems to drive others away. His two most consistent friends, and he laughs at the thought, are the mother of his daughters, and the good aligned fae in whose attic he lives. He is not in love with either of them, though he'll admit its a little awkward, on occasion.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 8:36 am
Quite the opposite of the baddie she was about to meet, Ellisairya, or Elli, was a magnet to new friends. Her annoyingly talkative, yet caring nature drew them in and kept them around.
Honestly, it was odd, how she turned out. Considering her father was anything but 'good'.
Dark pink hues sparkling, the small Meanki wandered the forest, a growing pile of flowers settled in her arms carefully. What would she do with all of them? Really she didn't quite know, herself. But she would think of something when she felt she had enough.
Her ears perked curiously, feet stopping a moment to listen more closely. Dimly, she heard the sound of running water, and it instantly brought on the temptation for a nice swim! Grinning widely, she turned in the direction off the sound, and hurried toward it. She stopped in awe when her eyes finally met with the water fall. Oh yes, she could have fun here.
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 10:55 am
Meriu's eyes had drifted shut again, but they snap open, getting that eerie feeling one does when in a room by oneself, and someone else steps in quietly. Over the din of the rushing waterfall, he cannot hear her footfalls, so he looks all around to determine where this 'someone else' is.
He spots her, across the pooling water. For a moment he mistakes her for his friend, Chibi, the only white and pink fae he knows, but after a moment, watching the way she moves, he knows she certainly isn't Chibi. This fae seemed more graceful, her limbs and tail were long and slender. Much prettier, all in all. Privately he wonders if she's as dumb, smirking at the thought.
Finally he sits up, stretching a bit more. He isn't sure weather she's spotted him yet or not. He walks to the edge of the pool, letting the nice water brush his paws as he watches.
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2009 10:45 pm
Sid raises an eyebrow to the other fae. Such an odd question for someone they just met, but she saw no harm in answering. It at least gave them something to talk about. “I do, actually. I was raised by my father. Unfortunately, my mother died in a horrible accident when I was very young, along with my sister.” she couldn’t actually remember this happening, and in fact she could barely remember her mother or sister. When she tried they were just dark blurs with little splashes of color here and there. It was her father who would tell her of the horrible run-in with a pack of wolves and the tragic result. She sighs and then smiles to the other fae, “but that was long ago. What about you? Any happy childhood memories?” she laughs.
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Posted: Sat Jan 17, 2009 7:52 pm
Libitina nods softly to herself, and then, frowning, she shakes her head. "Not really, about the same. From what I've gathered, my mother dragged me away from my father and sister. Absolutely crazy, she is. I left her as soon as I could." This wasn't what Libi was told as a child- Her mother had told her about how her father had apparently stormed off one night, her twin sister in his arms. Hate him, her mother had told her, for taking your sister away from you, for not loving you like her. But that wasn't important- she didn't like to remember her mother, much less try to explain her to others.
They came to the river leading away from the waterfall, and as they walk she dips her hands in, the water catching blood and washing it away into the river.
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 6:50 am
She laughs softly “my my, that had to be fun and exciting..” she flashes a grin then turns to the water, making sure to be upstream of the blood. She tests the water with her foot for a moment, then dives into the water, spinning under the surface and looking up to the other fae. Through the rippling water, a memory came to her, one of this exact moment, only long long ago. She is small and scared, unable to breath, and there, above her, someone she knows, her sister, crying and reaching for her. The memory is so real, so vivid, she instantly leaps up and breaks the surface, coughing and sputtering, trying to catch her breath. She pants slightly as she stares wide eyed at the other fae. Could it be? No, it wasn’t possible… but…
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 8:07 pm
Beautiful Suicide has always been detached, immoral, dark, cynical, and unloving- at least that's what he wants us to believe. For this reason he has hidden this story deep, deep, down, fully ready to kill anyone who's heard it. So, dear reader, continue at your own risk, for each sentence could well be your last.
When Suicide was still a young adult coon, when he still had little pieces of his soul in tact, he came across a tiny child fae in the woods. A baby Soulbonder, pure black, lost and somehow abandoned in the woods all by herself. She was helpless. He tried very hard to ignore her tiny cries that day, but it was impossible. Each little squeek cut into his heart, until finally he scooped her off the ground, intent on making it stop. As he cuddled her, bouncing her gently, if awkwardly, she became quiet, her beautiful golden eyes locking onto his. He knew he had to protect her now, with everything he had.
He brought her to his home, settled her into a nest of blankets, and slowly built her a place to stay. A bed to sleep in, with bars to keep her safe, toys to play with, and warm things to snuggle with. He called her his princess, and he was very much in love. At some point during the first few weeks, a small green heart appeared on his upper cheek beneath his eye, a symbol of his love for his new-found daughter.
Slowly she grew, and he taught her. She was ebil, and he felt it was appropriate to teach her to be ebil, like him. They hunted, and tortured a bit.
One day, though, she decided to go out to hunt on her own, stealing his razore. She had her own, but she wanted to show her father that she was old enough to use his big one. Hours later she'd had no luck. She'd come close to several rabbits and mice, but each had gotten away. Angrily, she had thrown the weapon, hard as she could, and as it hit a nearby rock, it shattered as though made of glass.
By that time, Suicide had realized Sangre was gone, and that she had his razore. Tracking her was easy, she was still little and she still left an obvious path behind her. He wasn't mad, not yet, as he prowled through the woods over her footprints. He was worried, though- she'd never been out hunting on her own before.
Finally he came upon her, she was seated on the ground, in a mess of leaves, crying. When she saw him, she shrieked, and rushed away, her tears streaming behind her. "No!" she yelled, "I hate hunting, I hate it here, and I hate you!" Suicides eyes narrowed, then settled on his shattered razore. He gathered it up, piece by piece, each fusing gently at his touch, reforming.
He glared after her, slowly prowling toward her. Now he was angry. She knew he loved her, she should never have suggested she might not love him back. He saw red- he didn't have any of the goodie restraint that most loving parents manage to find with their children. Razore in hand, he picked up his speed. He reached out to grab her when she was within range, and she turned, slashing at his hand with her sharp baby claws.
Snarling, he grabbed her, and struck her, at first with the razore. He slashes it at her, over and over. Defiantly, she claws back at him, biting when she can. She does not cry- if she had, Suicide's heart may have broken, he would never have been able to continue through the child's tears or screams.
Finally he tucked the weapon away, and began slicing with his claws. The very last cut fell just below her eye, and suddenly two things happened at once- her claw fell on his cheek, leaving a similar mark under his eye, and in some sort of magical transfer, all of the blood on the surface of Sangre's body began changing color, just like Suicide's. First orange soaked into the red, then yellow into that. It wasn't until the bright green slipped into the yellow that he looked up, noticing what was happening. As the colors finish shifting, Suicide recoiled. He tossed her razore down beside her on the grass, and stormed away, cursing himself for ever letting her get to him.
Not far away, a second child, midnight black, just old enough to talk a little bit, is rushing through the woods, screaming and terrified, not completely sure why. She was having a happy, peaceful day, before her head had begun to swim, her thoughts pushed out of her mind. She saw haunting images of what she thought was herself, alone, covered in blood, her eyes shut tight. Only when the eyes of the girl lying in the images snapped open her eyes did this second child, named Sindre, realize what was going on. The Soulbonder magic that flowed through her body was showing her future mate, and it was time to go to her. She was hurt, and alone, and she needed a friend, someone to love her.
And so she ran. She was terrifid for the one she would come to love. What would happen if she died, if they never became bonded? She had to get there in time, in case she was still in danger.
Finally, Sindre came in veiw of Sangre, the rainbow blood covering her. When she reached her, she dropped to her knees, helping her into her lap to clean her up and hug her and whisper in her ear comfortingly, the swirling lights and sparkles symbolizing the bonding swirling around them.
The two girls made it through okay- Sangre still bears the rainbow scars, and will forever bleed rainbow. Sindre's fur became stained that day, in a dalmatian pattern, from the contact with the rainbow blood.
Suicide went on to have four sons by blood, none of which he has shown affection to.
Suicide has not spoken with Sangre since, and has never met Sindre.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 8:51 pm
Libi just chuckles in response, then turns back to her cleaning for a moment. When she hears the splash, she is startled, and she spins around, looking in the water for the other Meeki. She is relieved to see her under the surface, though it made her a little nervous all on its own. She never knew why, water had a tenancy of making her skin crawl. So when Obsidian breaks the surface, unable to breath properly, she doesn't know what to think. She instantly reaches her now-clean hand out to grab hers, to pull her closer to the bank. Once she is safe she stares back at her, wide-eyed. "What the Hell was that? Are you okay?"
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xX~who ever I wanna be~Xx
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 3:36 pm
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