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 Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 4:12 pm
This journal is property of randy2love. Please do not post without her permission.
Angel 1: Elaine
Angel 2:
Angel 3:
Angel 4:
Cosplay 1:
Cosplay 2:
Cosplay 3:
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 4:15 pm
Ailein
Name: Ailein Herne
Age 16
Preference: Men (He just doesn't know it yet XD)
Likes: Sketching, animals, dresses, shopping, Mika, and just about everything.
Dislikes: His sister's attitude, abuse of any kind, and fishing. Don't ask.
Favorite animal: Stag (Male deer)
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 4:17 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 4:21 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 4:27 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 4:30 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 4:33 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 5:09 pm
Those Met
Friends
Friends help us grow...
Mika | Littledream | The sweetest boy. He's a great person and I hope I meet him again. He sure 'slayed the dragon'. *Giggles*
Gabe | Syeki | I hope he'll let me stay with him. He's very confusing but I care a lot for him. I think he needs hugs =3
Neutral
Sometimes you don't know how a person makes you feel...
Rivals
Keep your friends close and your enemies closer...
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 5:12 pm
Battles
Violence is never the answer... unless you win.
Won
Draw
Lost
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 5:13 pm
Art
The gift of art is the most wonderful of all...
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 5:20 pm
How it began...
Ailein walked slowly into the Descending Angels store and fiddled with the hem of his pink hoodie. If his family ever found out about this... He took in a deep breath and shook his head. He could handle this...Who cared if it was just for girls or not? In fact, he loved dolls. The battling part also excited him. Maybe people wouldn't make fun of his stutter if he could cream them in battle.
He watched the many girls giggling over the latest doll or poking fun at each other's egg in bewilderment of what was inside. He couldn't help but grin at the sight. Not at the girls but at the eggs themselves. He giggled into his hands. That's why he wanted one. To prove to everyone that it wasn't strange to like girl things like his sister's make up or clothes. Now which one...
“Excuse me, miss?” A girl tapped him on the shoulder and he blinked. Another gender blunder, he wasn't surprised. As he turned to face her with a smile she realized her mistake. “Oh! I'm so sorry... sir...”
He just continued to smile. “It-Its a-alright! I g-g-et it all the time.” He to the wild green hair that brushed his shoulders then pushed up his many-sizes-to-big-wire glasses. “I-I-I s-s-seem to--”
“This shop is for girls.” She stated bluntly, now over her error.
His smile faded for an instant then was put back into place. “It-its rec-recommended for g-gi-girls but I want to j-join in. I'm mo-more like a g-g-girl any-anyway.” He wanted one and he would go to any lengths to acquire it. “No-now if you-you'll excuse me-me mi-miss. I'm go-going to get an e-egg.”
She huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. “What are you, gay or something?” She found herself regretting the question after seeing how he shied away from her gaze, face red. “Oh...” Unsure of what to say next she just threw up her hands and walked off to get her egg. “To each their own...”
Ailein nodded in agreement. Yes, to each their own and to him that was dolls, dresses, and this... He reached his hand forward and traced and egg in the display case. It was truly a sight to behold. With nod to the clerk he pointed to the egg. “Th-th-this one, pl-please!”
“Aww, a boy getting an egg? Of course you can have that one. I'm glad its starting to spread to the rest of the population.” The clerk removed the egg and sat it on the counter in front of him. She rang it up then gently set it in his arms. “You take good care of it, alright?”
“Of-of cou-course I will!” He smiled at the egg and stroked his fingers across its shell. Oh, he couldn't wait to see what was inside!
Ailein stared at the egg that was on top of his pillow and kicked his feet up and down. What did he want to do with it when it hatched? He could just as well make it something pink an flowery like the other girls but he wanted something that symbolized strength as well as grace. His eyes flicked across his room then to his solitary lamp. It was a lamp with a proud stag overlooking his kingdom. A stag... Of course! They were majestic, graceful, strong, and proud! “I-I-I'll ma-make you in-into a sta-stag if I ca-can! I do-don't know ho-how it wo-works but ma-maybe I co-could tr-try?” He clutched the egg into arms and nuzzled the top of it. “I-I-I'll e-even na-name y-you...”
He paused and looked over to the computer in the back of the room. First thing was first, figuring out how they worked exactly. He'd bought one on an impulse heading somewhere else. Now he had to actually learn about what he had. A few hours of compiling information went by and he understood the basics. “I-I-I mi-might bu-buy you cu-custom a-an-antlers to at-attack wi-with!” He told the egg with a nod. “Tha-that wa-way you ca-can pro-protect m-me wi-with the-them!”
“Ailein... what is that....?” His twin sister stared at him from the doorway with a flat look. “I can't believe it... did you actually BUY one of those things?”
“I... I th-thought it-it wo-would be fu-fun...” He answered protectively swooping his egg into his embrace. “So le-leave my s-stag a-alone!”
The girl rolled her eyes. She already owned one but she was a GIRL. That made her pause for a second as she did a double take of her brother's outfit. “.....did you barrow my dress again?”
He flushed red at being caught in the green dress and nodded. It was hi favorite one and she kept trying to hide it from him. “I-I was just....”
Cullenda frowned deeper. Jeeze, her brother had to be so frickin weird. She left the boy to his egg-cuddling session and sighed. “Weirdo.”
Ailein's honey eyes landed on the ground in front of him. He didn't feel weird. He just preferred dolls to sports, except for running, and dresses to pants. Was it so bad? So far his mother was calling it a 'phase' or 'condition' and his father was ashamed. His eyes narrowed fiercely. He would show them all! He'd be the best Descending Angel Fighter that the world had ever seen! Then the'd have no choice but to be proud of him. “W-we'll do-do our b-best, Mena....W-will s-sho-show th-them!”
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 5:30 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 5:37 pm
Hatching a Miracle
Ailein raced home after meeting Mika and helped her sister with her practice. He hadn't run out on her. She said he could have a few hours for a break but she suddenly decided that was too much. He reached into his backpack and scooped out the egg, hugging it protectively. It comforted him.
He'd read the directions a million times. He knew what he had to do. He knew how to do it. He was just scared TO do it. It was now or never.
The boy stared down at the water in the tub then lowered himself into it, his egg clutched tightly in his arms. If anything, he'd do it for Mika. To show him how cool it was and what his angel would look like. He giggled for the thought of Mika made him warm and happy. He had a friend.
"W-we-well... I-I-I'd b-better o-o-open it..." He whispered to himself before doing just that. The water rushed out of the container revealing a doll. Ailein's eyes went wide as he picked out its limp form and stared at it. "Mena?" He asked slowly bringing it to his face as though it would jump to life.
When she didn't he broke out into a grin. "D-Don't you wo-worry, M-Mena! I-I'll g-g-get you mo-moving so-soon enough!"
An hour later he had pulled out ever thing he needed. First off, he decided, the wig. He glanced down at the different colors and choose a green that nearly matched his hair color and placed it on her head. He tilted his head to the side, examining the effect then began to cut it so that it was covering her rear and curled lightly at the ends. He giggled in delight and cut it so a few strands framed her face on each side. That took care of that.
Ailein picked her up and started up his computer, going to the website. "O-Oh ri-right the de-de-device." He blushed, even in front of his doll, and hooked it up. He watched in pure amazement as the light formed and his doll, his angel floated in the center when he rested her inside.
"Al-alright... w-weight..." He clicked the 'Light' category. After all, a stag should be graceful. He paused as 'type' came up. Speed... A deer was known for its speed but also its power. So which one? He debated this for what seemed like forever before settling for 'balance'. A deer had perfect balance. In his favorite book, Firebringer, the author had said "He seemed one with his surroundings, moving with the contours of the land." Or at least something close to that.
A name! Once again he giggled. "In-instead of M-M-Mena... I'-I'll ca-call yo-you... E-E-Elain... it-it me-means f-fa-fawn." He told the angel as though she could hear him. Finally, he clicked a light brown for skin tone. More deer-like he decided. A powerful light emitted as his angel opened her eyes and seemed to come fully to life.
He stared into the deepest chocolate eyes he'd ever seen. They bordered on black. He let out a small gasp of pleasure and removed her once she sank back down and hugged her close to his chest. "Oh E-Elain! W-w-e're go-going to be be-best fri-friends!" He picked up a piece of brown fabric from the floor and wrapped it around her body so she wouldn't be naked and fell down across his bed.
"I-I-I.. love you..." He cooed as he ran a finger over her prone face.
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 5:38 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 5:39 pm
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