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 Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2005 10:42 am
 Gregor's Diary. A tale of redemption.
Welcome to the Diary of Gregor, and his guardian Blue_thief.
Please do not post in this diary without it's keeper's permission, though do feel free to read through it.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2005 7:03 pm
 x1 ToR Postx2 Navigationx3 Rulesx4 Timelinex5 Pastx6 Presentx7 Picturesx8 Familyx9 Friendsx10 Other ToRsx11 Possessionsx12+ Journal entries and RP sessions
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2005 7:05 pm
1x Only MEMBERS of the TOR are allowed to post in here, asides from me :3
2x No, I will not give you my child. Go to the main thread to get your own.
3x Copy the concept, and I'll beat your kneecaps in to a bloody pulp. It took me awhile to make up the concept, and its all original heart
4x TOR is copyrighted to Ephemeral Style. Worship her, now.
5x annnnd for any questions, PM me.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2005 7:07 pm
 August 4th 2005 - Gregor arrives!! biggrin He's so adorable <3
August 6th 2005 - Gregor first meets another TOR, Ingina
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2005 7:09 pm
 Gregor's/Past/Appearance: Gregor was pretty tall for his age, with ice-blue eyes, a slim build, and very pale caucasian skin. He had sholder-length vermillion hair that was died completely black, except for a single remaining stripe of red. He normally wore all black, with the ocasional emerald or red thrown in somehow.
Gregor's/Past/Crime: In Gregor's time, as it is now, murder was beyond serious. Trials were not common in Ancient Celtic Ireland, so he was condemmed to death in an instant. Gregor was an honest and quick assassain. He demanded pay of some sort, then went off and killed who ever it was. He had no heart after everyone he loved died when raiders set his tribe's houses on fire. When more and more people in his tribe started realising he was the culprit of the murders he was immedantly sent to be tortured until death.
Instead of asking the gods for forgiveness before being killed, like all people usually did, he smiled and told everyone watching he was looking foward to it. 'Death and I are aquainted, I await it eagarly.." Were his last words. It was a rather large insult to the gods and Gregor was sent back as an infant into present times.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2005 7:11 pm
Name: Gregor
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: Baby
Past: Assassian in Ireland
Number: 11
Eye color: Ice Blue
Hair color: Vermillion
Birthdate: August 4th 2005
Personality: Hes rebelious, sarcastic, and easy to anger. Hes a bit of a loner, ((rather sweet when you know him well)) Hes very protective of those close to him.
Powers: Gregor has the ability to tell when death is comming, or when someone is about to be seriously harmed.
Punishment: Gregor now always hears voices of the dead in his head. He hears all the screams and wails of the ones who have died and are currently dying. He was bestowed this power so he could try and save the ones in trouble before its too late. Saving lives to repent as his life as a murderer. Gregor also has been branded as 'Death" Celtic symbols of death are permantly engraved in his wrists.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2005 7:13 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2005 7:20 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2005 7:22 pm
  Mos and Gregor learn from eachother X3 They like to pat eachothers hair and Mos taught Gregor how to hug
Gregor met Lei briefly, but he was shy around him
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2005 7:23 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2005 7:58 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 9:07 am
Gregor's first RP with Ingina, August 6th 2005 Dragain-Blue
Blue_thief-DarkRed xd DDDDragain walked into the HQ, Ingina in her arms. She sighed as she saw no one and sat down on a comfy couch, with Ingina on the floor. Ingina played with her hair and stared at the door, willing that someone will appear. Blue had walked out of the kitchen, with a chocolate stick of pocky hanging out of her mouth. Gregor, who was nestled against Blue's hip kept stretching his arms and trying to knock the pocky away with an evil little grin. "No, no This is mommys pocky." She said, putting the box in her back pocketIngina was wondering why no one had appeared yet when she saw a new adult, with a child she had never seen before. Ingina's eyes lit up, and she thought happily, "Oh, a new friend!"
Dragain turned to see a woman coming into the HQ with her child. She gave a wave and beckoned her over. "Hiya!" "Oh Hello!" Blue smiled. She trotted over, and sat down on the couch next to the woman. She bent down and placed Gregor on the floor next to Ingina. He made a small squeek noise and patted the floor, with a look of confusion on his face. "Why did she put me down? Who is this?" were some of the thoughts on his mind. Blue straightned up and turned to Dragain. "Hey, i'm Blue. Please'd tae meet 'cha." She said, offering a handshake. Dragain took up the handshake, and smiled. "I'm Dragain. Nice to meet you too Blue!"
Ingina looked at the new boy. "Hello!" She greeted him. "I Ingina. You?" Ingina asked, smiling happily and flapping her wings a little. "Ello Dragain" She said with a smile. "This little guy here is Gregor, Gregor..say hello."
Gregor looked up with a slight scowl and moved his hands a bit. He then looked at Ingina. " 'Lo. " He said simply.
"Sorry" Blue apologized. "He doesnt know alot of words yet. But hes trying. That and hes a bit shy ^^;"to be finished.. XDDD
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 9:17 am
Gregors RP with Lei'ryn August 6th 2005 Arrikanez - Green
Blue_thief - Dark red :3Ragel fumbled with a pacifier, trying to stick it into his son's mouth, while at the same time balancing his medical bag on his hip, stethoscope slung around his neck. This wasn't going very well. Trying to open the door was a challenge he really didn't want to undertake, but had to nonetheless. Lei'ryn wouldn't stop squirming around. The boy was getting on his nerves, as he was wont to do, but Ragel sort of sympathized with him.
With no small amount of juggling, and shifting weight, he managed an akward way of balancing on one foot, while holding the door-handle turned with the hand holding the pacifier, Lei on his shoulder, nudging the door with one foot, and somehow managing not to drop anything - which was quite a feat, all things considered.
Dr. Ragel Andrews wasn't really old enough to look like a doctor. He was about eighteen - but where he came from, that was considered way past adult. His shaggy blonde hair fell over his eyes, giving him almost the look of a fluffy, clueless longhaired dog. His green eyes peeked out from behind the bars of his hair, and his pale skin was dotted here and there with freckles. This was going to be something new and different for him - Well, seeing as he'd never had a kid before... "oh!" Blue jumped up, helping the newcomer with the door "GYAH!"
Ragel almost literally jumped at the sound of another voice. He hadn't expected anyone to be here. Calming down, he let his bag dropped, and wrapped both arms around his new son, gazing at the person who had spoken with supernaturally intense eyes.
"Sorry about that... wasn't expecting anyone to be here... Haven't been to this place before..." Blue laughed "My first time too." She picked up the medical bag "Im Blue, the red-head on the floor over there is Gregor. Hes my son." When she said 'son' She smiled at the word. Ragel nodded a bit, and motioned his head to the baby on his shoulder - who was currently finding some locks of his father's hair a fascinating thing to grab.
"This little troublemaker is Lei'ryn. For a Miracle, in my langauge. My name is Ragel. Well, Dr. Ragel Andrews, if you want to be formal. But please don't - Ragel's fine."
He set down his son on the floor, and the flamehaired child almost immediately began to crawl towards the other baby. "Nice tae meet you Ragel. Gregors a bit of a trouble-maker too. I think they'll get along" She replyed in her fading Irish accent.
Gregor looked up at the newchild and grinned Ragel took a seat in any available, and started going through his doctor things, yawning. Apparently, it had been a busy day, and there was more to be said for a nice quiet place to rest than one would imagine.
Lei'ryn plopped down next to this other child, and looked straight at him. He shivered slightly, and then tried to creep forward, and grab anything attached to the other child. Gregor flailed a bit and made a warning noise. He didn't know what the other baby was up to, and was afraid to find out Lei paused, and sat back with a burble. All he'd wanted to do was grab a lock of the other's hair. He pouted a bit. Not fair. The other was being scared of him, and all he wanted to do was be friends. Gregor sat back. He made a friendly coo. He didnt mean to insult the other child, he was just new to all these people. to be finished XDDDD
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 12:39 pm
Gregor's RP with Mos August 14th 2005 Pavement: blue
Blue_thief: dark red <3
Eamane: indigoPave carried Mos into the HQ and sat him on a chair. She smoothed out her grass skirt and waited. Mos was looking at the doors expectantly. They were both waiting for something to happen, but Pave got bored first. She rummaged in her pockets for a book to read. Blue kicked open the door, her boots making a smack noise. She quickly made a face of grimace, she didn''''t mean to kick it so hard. She looked up, trying to see if anyone saw, and noticed Pavement sitting down. "Oh hey" she smiled, Gregor stared blankly at the new people Pave looked up and smiled. "Hey." She stood. "I''''m Pave, this is Mos." She told the girl. "Who is it that you have?" She squinted a little at the little red-head and suppressed a giggle. Irish, it seemed. She suppressed another giggle. She loved Irish people! "Hey Pave, ''''Alo there Mos" Her fading irish accent pronouncing the words as best as possible. "This here is Gregor, and i''''m Blue. ''''Ow long have you been here? Part of the TOR that is." she said grinning. Pave''''s face lit up at Blue''''s accent. "We''''ve been here since July, isn''''t that right, Mos?" Mos looked up at her and nodded a little. Pave looked back up and asked "How long have you had Gregor?" "Gregor''''s been with me since August 4th" she said, setting a squirming Gregor on the floor. "Now, be a good boy while mommy talks to Pave." Pave nudged Mos and set him next to Gregor. Mos didn''''t look particularly happy about this arrangement, but turned to Gregor anyway. "Play nice," Pave told him.
Mos grimaced at her and looked at Gregor. He didn''''t look very nice to Mos. Mos held out his hand and waited. He hoped the red haired boy would shake it, because indeed, the hair was fascinating to Mos. If Gregor would shake his hand, maybe Mos could get a better look at it. Gregor blankly stared at Mos'''' hand, and cocked his head. What was this? He patted his hands on the ground, making small sounds in the plush carpet. Mos shrugged and let his hand fall to his side. He could still get a look at Gregor''''s hair without a formal introduction. He pulled at a strand of his own hair and nodded in Gregor''''s direction. Gregor cooed and pulled at a strand of his own hair. "Red.." he said slowly Mos reached forward hesitantly and stroked Gregor''''s hair. It was red and he loved it. Mos made a gurgling sound in his throat and stroked the hair again. It was so pretty. Gregor flinched a bit, and then got the jist. He reached foward ans patted Mos'''' head. Mos was a little stunned at Gregor''''s actions, but accepted it and continued to pet the red hair on top of Gregor''''s head. It occured to him that maybe Gregor would like a hug, just as Storm did. "Hug?" Asked Mos. He had learned by now that most of his friends did not want random hugs out of the blue, so he asked before hugging, now. "Hug?" Gregor was still new to this whole-friend-thing, and had no idea what the word ment. Whatever it was, he was going to let Mos do it, curiosity claiming him. Mos took that as a yes and scooted forward, his arms outstretched. He pulled Gregor forward a little and wrapped his arms around the boy''''s torso. It felt good to hug people, Mos knew, and he thought that it might feel good for people to get hugged, too. He smiled. Gregor squeeked, this was new. Only Blue hugged him, and this was different. He flailed a tiny bit and stood a bit still. It was new, but was it good? The other boy was smiling Mos let go and sat back, still grinning at Gregor. "Hug." Pronounced Mos. He was glad Gregor had let Mos hug him. Gregor was surprised, Mos guessed, but Mos was happy. Maybe Gregor was not used to hugs. Mos mentally shrugged and stretched out his arm to once more pat Gregor''''s hair. Oh..that was a hug. It wasn''''t that bad. Something new..thats all. No use getting anxious over something so small he figured. "Hair." He said, pointing to his own. Mos nodded and pointed to his own black hair. Then he started to feel his own hair. It was soft, like Gregor''''s. He smiled. Gregor was a good person to "learn" from. Eamane and Tirio enter Eamane had a worried look on her face as she opened the door to head quarters holding a tiny bundle in her arms. She looked around and let out a grateful sigh, at least she wasn''''t alone. Smiling she wandered over to the other ''''parents'''' to introduce herself Pave looked up and spotted the girl holding something coming closer. She smiled and waved to the girl. "Hi there!" She greeted her.
Mos looked up from patting his own head and spotted a bundle. What was it?Gregor looked up too. What was that?
Blue looked up and grinned "Why, hello there" Eamane''''s smile became a grin, friendly people at that! "Hello," she began in her strange lilting voice. Her eyes drifted over the children playing on the ground(?) "I think i''''m in the right place. I''''m called Eamane" She pushed a lock of black hair behind her ear and pulled the blanket away from Tiri''''s face "and this is Tirio"
Tiri turned her head towards the sound of Eamane''''s voice with oddly unfocused eyes. ''''Lo Eamane, i''''m Blue, the red head over there''''s my Gregor. Welcome" She said, sitting back on the couch
Gregor looked up in wonder. Was that another child? Eamane bit her lip and then nodded to herself as she put Tiri on the floor in a sitting position before joining Blue and the other girl on the couch.
Tiri remained almost motionless staring into the air in front of her. "Hey there Eamane. I''m Pave, and this," she pointed at Mos, "is Mos." Pave looked forward at Tirio''s face. She smiled. "Hello Tirio," she said.
Mos stretched his neck to get a look inside the bundle, but he couldn''t see. This must be another baby. He would have to get a good look at it. Gregor looked at Mos questioningly, and crawled a little closer to the newcomer Mos shrugged and moved forward too. Tirio continued to stare ahead seemingly unaware of Mos coming closer. Eamane carefully watched the children and turned towards Pave and Blue, wondering what they thought of Tiri odd behavior "she''s blind." she told them in response to the unspoken question "Blind?" Pave was a little startled. "Oh, like Dante." She nodded. "Can Tirio sense other people? Or is she completely oblivious?"
Mos heard someone above him say "blind" and his mind flicked back to Dante. He reached forward and put his hand right in front of Tirio''s face. Pave looked at him sharply and told him "Don''t tease her." Gregor stopped in front of Tiri. "Lo"
"Oh.." Blue replied, "is that part of her punishment?" She was wondering why Tiri wasn''t reacting. Tirio tilted her head towards Gregor''s voice as the other children came closer and made a grab for Mos'' hand as she felt the air infront of her move.
Eamane shrugged "she isn''t oblivious...but i don''t think she can sense things other than by feel. Perhaps her other senses are slightly hightened but thats not abnormal in blind people...or so i''ve read" she added with a blush. She nodded at Blue "I think so..." Mos was surprised by Tirio''s movement. He hadn''t thought she could tell where he was, but obviously she could. He pulled his hand away quickly. ((Gotta go, be back later.)) "I dinnae know Gregor''s punishment yet..only those scar things on his arm. I think he might hear voices..some times he jumps and looks frightened..." She nodded slowly "Poor kids."
Gregor flinched at Tiri''s sudden movement. He then looked back at Mos to see what he thought of the situation. Eamane smiled "it was a pretty obvious one" she got up and shifted Tiri so she was facing the other ToR. Coming back to the couch she continued "but then again it could just be genetics"
Tiri tilted her head, listening. She knew there were people there now, she had heard them. Leaning forward until her hands gingerly touched the ground she crawled forward slowly. Blue laughed. "I wonder what they'll be like when they're older. How the punishments progress and the like." She stretched back in her seat and watched the children
Gregor made a gurgleing noise and patted the floor. She heard noises right? Maybe she'll know the patting.. Eamane made a face "that'll be fun" she said sarcastically and then giggled. "Don't run into him Tiri" she cautioned
Tiri stopped and changed direction slightly moving towards the patting sound and right towards Gregor. Blue laughed "and so it shall."
Oh! It worked. Gregor smiled. "'Alo" he patted the floor once more Tiri continued to crawl forward towards Gregor, not looking like she was going to stop.
Eamane covered her eyes "She's been running into walls for a few days now trying to get around the house. I'm surprised she isn't black and blue yet."Blue walked over and picked Gregor up "You dont want to get her hurt now do you?" She quickly checked her watch. "Nice meeting you Em and Tiri, but its dinner time" she said with a chuckle. "Hopefully we'll meet again soon.." Eamane smiled and waved "bye Blue...and Gregor of course" she giggled and scooped Tiri up before she ran into the wall that was coming alarmingly close. "we should probably get home and make something for everyone too"
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 8:53 pm
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