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“One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul and yet no one ever come to sit by it. Passersby see only a wisp of smoke from the chimney and continue on the way.”

~Vincent van Gogh

The family sized cottage was built about a hundred years ago, and in a state of disrepair, the front porch was sagging, and no windows remained intact on the first floor. Water damage gave the entire structure a dank dungeon like feel; while the weeds growing up around the home made one feel as though they were walking onto the set of a horror movie.

At the first sight, you have to peer through the shadow of some old, dark, twisted trees, however, standing back from the main road - which ran through the village proper, was a garden, overgrown with weeds and sickly looking vegetable plants. Moping in the middle of the garden was the most dilapidated cottage, the door limp on its hinges and windows long shattered by tempest winds, its once proud stately veranda, droops like the shoulders of an old man.

Where's the private cemetery? Settled on a solid acre of wooded lot, the place was more than a little foreboding, making it fortunate for Trivii who was able to buy the place for a song!






Violets are associated with the seasonally dying Earth god. Who in legend bled to death beneath the boughs of a pine producing the delicate flowers as his blood sank into the soil. Since that day violets have been attributed with death, famine, plague, and rejuvenation.

The art of bonsai is considered an expression of the harmony between heaven and earth, man and nature. Its' spiritual foundations lie in the philosophy of life which strives after a harmony which becomes apparent when empathy is achieved with the process of all growth and development. And it is through the bonsai that a gardener can experience a new rhythm of the seasons and nurture the power of creativity.

Ikebana implies that its not necessary or even desirable to have everything in perfect order. Zen Buddhists see symmetry (Western Perfection) as being fatal to the imagination and fatal to individual experience. Ikebana means "living flowers" or "bringing flowers to life" as a Philosophy, its essence is a way of life. Heaven, Earth and man combine together to make an asymmetrical triangle. Involvement with lkebana is good for you physically, mentally, socially and spiritually.

[imgrighthttp://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/Trivii/Gaia/Journal Candy/Garden/ApagodaFountain.gif[/imgright] Water features add extra dimension to gardens. Adding sound, motion, and a wonderful calming effect. Inviting us to flow with life, enduring change. Connecting with the elements, being revitalized by the subtle currents of life flowing through the landscape. Nuturing us with, the essence of life. The humidity created by the gentle spray is perfect for growing moisture loving plants.

Bamboo is the natural symbol of the wealth of nothingness because it grows into space, which represents the subtle centre of spiritual development. More generally it is a symbol of fertility, altruism and a happy family in the image of a mother plant feeding her family around her. A quick-growing, tall, strong, and evergreen.

Rocks: important aesthetic features of the garden; used to portray a specific place, such as islands or mountains. Using swirled sand with great care to emulate water. The idea is to emulate life, without water there is no life.

“Cycology -- The science of propelling one's self through the environment to enhance well-being.”

~Author Unknown

Full Name: Triveni Villitana ap Tamesis-Viscarin
Nick Name: Trivii (Tree-vee)
Age: Appears to be in her early Twenties. Though the Feline races are extremely long lived, exceptional for a people not cross bread with Demons.
Gender: Female
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 115 lbs.
Hair: Powder Blue that glows Silver at night.
Eyes: Opal but they can shift all the way to Navy Blue, Most commonly appearing Grey.
Her Appearance: Though beautiful her appearance has changed quite a bit shifting in the span of a few hours from sultry long haired court trained seductress, to a short haired gamine freshly escaped from a life of living her own nightmare, learning to watch her own back and everything except trust in her neighbor while waking up in lots of strange places.
Physical Traits: Pointed cat ears and a feline tail, elongated pupils. And curving claw like nails at the end of graceful fingers, that retract and extend like her Feline ancestors. Also possessed of the abnormal genetic condition known as Maltese, or a pale silvered bluing to her coloring.
Distinguishing Marks: Tattoos around both eyes resembling "The eye of Ra" from Earth's Egyptian Mythology.
Her Attire: The way she dresses is in rebellion of the strict standards she was held to during her youth, preferring sexy styles that draw the eye and hold it. Anything that shows her loving curves and graceful feline features particularly her legs and stomach are feature points in her wardrobe.
Element: Lightning - An unusual elemental alignment outside of the Cat-kin race, and according to legend the powers only become more powerful when the possessor attempts to control them. Within the Feline races it is believed that her Maltese appearance guides her alignment with the element, and the association with electricity is one of many indications of her rumored Bakeneko heritage.
Special Abilities: She can sense variations in the electromagnetic field, allowing her to anticipate a dramatic occurrence, though never with detail, it usually displays itself as a headache. Particularly when there are other elements playing at full force. Along with typical cat-kin Heightened Reflexes, sight, sound, touch, and hearing, as well as being inhumanly quick, and having the abilities to move in near silence, she can see just as well at night as during the day.
Weakness: Tipical of her race she is easily addicted to foreign substances and cannot use strong pain killers. She must avoid caffeine at the risk of Tachycardia, her pulse will jump and symptoms will resemble an asthma attack, though treating it as such will cause inevitable heart failure and death.
Race: Cat-kin. Appropriately termed Nekojin or Beatitas Phasmatis (Popularly known as Neko)
Home world: Sitara home world of a slaving race....
Weapons: Even if you can't see them, she always carries at least six leaf bladed throwing knives. (Heightened cat-kin reflexes and speed, her skill is unmatched)
The Character: Trivii was born and bred True Neutral, if it doesn't effect her directly, she's not interested. Highly introverted, her emotions if she has any at all remain tightly guarded in deference to a more intellectual way of life. Perceptive to a fault she often finds herself in troublesome situations due to her unmistakable feline curiosity. She wants to build a life for herself so she may one day bring her family back together, fighting against early conditioning to defer everything including her personal actions to those around her and simply act on orders given. An attitude that belays her regal bearing, but provides keys to her childhood and family life. And regretfully, as hard as she might try, giving orders does not come as naturally to her as taking them.
Occupation: One of a long string of careers since her time as a slave, she is currently working as a Free-Lance Writer: which allows her a certain amount of freedom and flexibility that other careers haven't. Also for more steady income she does research for a large Gaian Publishing House.

“I can't change the fact that my paintings don't sell. But the time will come when people will recognize that they are worth more than the value of the paints used in the picture.”

~Vincent van Gogh

The Setting:





The Wisp:





The Child:

“To be ignorant of what happened before you were born is to be ever a child. For what is man's lifetime unless the memory of past events is woven with those of earlier times?”

~Marcus Tullius Cicero

Group RP Links

Solo RP Links

Quest RP Links

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"Reading in the Dark" - A group RP between Mystic and Trivii at the Library.
Prequel to the cascading events that bound the Cat Girl to Carnelian.

"A Friendly Visit" - A group RP between Mystic, Reyna and Trivii at Twilight Designs.
Carnelian reveals itself as a Wisp and Trivii becomes it's Guardian.

"Sombodies Eden: A Beginning" - A Solo RP launching into the Somebodies Eden Meta-Plot.

"No Rest for the Wicked!" - A Solo RP; waking on a normal Saturday morning.

"Café avec du lait, je vous en Prie! " - A Solo RP; Coffee = Ambrosia.

"Somebodies Eden: A Scavenger Hunt! " - A Group RP; Learned what items were needed to restore Reyna and Co..

"Somebodies Eden: Medusa Scales " - A Solo RP; A trip to Greece to get a potion ingredient.

"Somebodies Eden: The Gathering" - A Group RP; Mystic puts the potion together, we meet Hawks Eye!

"Tall Grass" - A Solo RP; A trip the county fair.

"WAR: Wrath and Revenge" - A Solo RP; The Pixies are Coming!

"WAR: 2" - A Solo RP; More time with the Pixies!

"Do Not go towards the Light!" - A Solo RP; A mourning routine.

"Flower Petals and Light!" - A Solo RP; A New Years Memory.

"The Big Date..." - A Solo RP; Three is definitely a crowd..

"WAR:.... And Peace?" - A Solo RP; Nothing that flies likes lightning.

"Rainy Day Dreams..." - A Solo RP; Stolen moments with a Wisp.

"Once upon a Midnight Clear..." - A Solo RP; Everyone has Skeletons in their closets, right?

"Shoots and Shadows" - Group RP; Meeting Jasa, a trip to the nursery.

"Secret Garden" - A Solo RP; Some not quite so alone time.

"The Prince" - A Solo RP; Interesting people.

"Pudding!" - A Solo RP; Play with your food.

"Thanksgiving!" - A Solo RP; While all others gather, one quietly remembers....

"Tea Time" - Group RP; Meeting Jasa for Tea.

"Filler" - A Solo RP; ...

“In the time of your life, live - so that in that wondrous time you shall not add to the misery and sorrow of the world, but shall smile to the infinite variety and mystery of it.”

~William Saroyan

What gives us life? What is the unseen force that compels a soul into corporeal existence? Is it our own passions that create and affect that we in our ignorance simply assume is the hand of God? Is there really an all powerful being out there that dictates the comings and goings of mortal existence?

While we may never know the answers to some questions, I am confident that there is something out there.

When I awoke, I knew that something wasn't right, I had a body, a family, and a life of my own at one point. This new form is one of some confusion for me, attached through a mystic bond to another life like a queer umbilical cord shaping me in a new existence.

How did I get here? More Importantly, how can I get my life back? And even still... do I want that life? Was this form a choice that I made for myself? If so... why?

My first memory is sitting on a velvet lined tray with a handful of other odd pieces of jewelry. I felt something ripple across the ether and wake me up.

“Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.”

~Aristotle

“It's not enough to have a dream unless I'm willing to pursue it. It's not enough to know what's right unless I'm strong enough to do it. It's not enough to join the crowd, to be acknowledged and accepted. I must be true to my ideals, even if I'm excluded and rejected. It's not enough to learn the truth unless I also learn to live it. It's not enough to reach for love unless I care enough to give it.”

~Author Unknown

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