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 Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 12:57 am
This is Klonoa's journal, feel free to read and enjoy. <--Feather Stage!
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 12:59 am
 This is the hououza child I have found, this concerns all information on my child.
Hair: N/A
Eyes: N/A
Birthday: N/A
Wings: N/A
Stage: Child
Personality: It's amazing. His skin is marble colored, his innocence is so pure... I beg that the world doesn't take his purity from him.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 1:01 am
~FAMILY~ Zaner- mother Liberty- older sister Junpei- brother Klonoa- brother Kudo- brother Kadej- brother Noriko Yuki- sister Jacques- brother And a bunch of 'pets'... Arzulee- green kazimir, owned by Liberty Conan- gold gremos, owned by Kudo Syphre- black gremos, owned by Noriko Calyli- white gremos, owned by Mirabelle Kurumi- brown butterfly chinxie Shibankurei- halloween starkit Ivi- ivy colored ufo Faust- undead vluel dier, owned by Zan
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 1:02 am
~Friends~
Hikaro- a golden Hououza owned by Chegrin, Klonoa admires the adult Hououza very much.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 1:03 am
~MY HOUSE~
Moving Saturday Nov 26th
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 1:04 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 8:28 am
Real or not?
The delicate feather scrawls across the page, it's a lavendar colored quill pen. A girl sits at a desk watching into the darkness, her hand propped on the armchair, twirling and twirling. The feather itself began to twirl, and little scribbles appeared across the page. Soon the page was covered in scrawlings and the girl didn't notice. She looked dull. Her hair which was the same as the pen grew darker for a second but then became normal again. A moment later it was noticble she was very different from any normal person... on top of being able to do some magic she was a fox. Yep, fox ears and tail. She began to make the quill write real words, making sure it was heavy with ink before beginning. Her face lit up in a smile and the scribbled page tore itself out and the pen wrote something in bold letters on the page: PHOENIX CHILDREN. The pen scribbled her name below it, Zaner Rikuo Sakai. With a sigh from the woman the pen kept going to the next page... her story started like this....
On a cold night when your breath frosts the air look into the dark depths of the sky and the stars will shine just for you. Perhaps if you're lucky they'll whisper the story of the Hououza Kodomo, the phoenix children. Or perhaps it's not a story... who knows? Maybe it's real... maybe it's not. Tonight as you look upon the stars, sitting in the branches of a wilting tree... you shudder and try to warm yourself from the cold, determined to hear the story. Suddenly a shrill sound comes from the sky, you look around to see if anyone else heard it... although you are alone it was one of those sounds where you expect the world to hear it. No one heard. You keep your eyes on the sky, on the star Polaris, and a voice like the wind comes: 'Hououza Kodomo's, or Phoenix Children, live in the warm tropical atmosphere of the Amazon Rainforest. Part human, part phoenix. They had many human qualities and needs just as a full human may posess...' You listen intently trying to hear if the voice goes on, but you're depressed to find out it won't... you wish the story was real... how much fun it'd be to have a friend, a child... a playmate with wings... a phoenix! A soft thud echoes in the darkness as you drop down. You start to walk home shivering and you trip over a rock, eeping slightly you instinctively look at the rock... only to see you didn't trip over anything, you slipped on something... a stone-ish feather... you pick it up gently fingering it... it seems to respond and vibrates in your hand... is it possible?! Is this a phoenix child's feather?!
The girl yawns and the pen stops, she falls asleep in her chair, her dreams filled with stars and feathers.
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2005 9:00 am
The Lab
In the author's vivid dreaming the pen begins to write, somehow knowing all the words she wants to peace together in her slumber.
You need to find someone.. someone who knows what the hououzas are, someone who can help you... you spin around frantically in your spot wishing you had someone to go to! The feather hummed soothingly in your hands, startling you as you looked at it.. gently you placed it in your hair behind your ear and set off into the darkness. The chilling cold bit at your bare hands and exposed ear as well as your face. It was getting hard to see through the numbing cold and your dying breaths as the cold ate at you. You stumbled forward, realizing you were in front of a place that hadn't exsisted before... with your last strength you bang on the door then sink into darkness.
A woman emerges from the clinic, her hair is long blonde and her eyes bright blue, as was her nightgown, and blue fuzzy slippers. Standing next to her was a girl with her long silky black hair pulled into a ponytail, she looked as if she had been working for she was still in normal clothes, black pants boots, and a long black lab coat. She also had a notebook in her hand as she kneeled down to look at the unconcious human form on the doorstep. She spoke a few words to her friend and they helped to bring you inside to a couch where they lay you down. The woman in black gently took the feather from behind your ear. You did not awaken for many hours, and during these hours the girls preformed many a test on your feather. The woman in blue then sat by your side waiting for you to awake, the feather in her hands. The other woman finally having gone off to sleep.
The pen paused, unsure of where to go next.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2005 9:34 am
Life and Death
Zan's eyes fluttered, and the other would shift slightly. Then she suddenly sat bolt upright and saw the pen just finish writing, she narrowed her eyes at it and snatched it up. The paper then came gently into her hands and as she read, she set the quivering quill back down and nodded at it with a smile, "'Pologies but last time you did that it..." She shivered remembering the horrific novel that came from her dreams, the kind of novel only perverted fans of Zan would buy... in which case they did and she made a lot off of it. Anyway, Zaner propped her arm up on the chairs edge and stared at the quill in a daze... the quill kept writing.
Zan shivered violently once and realized she had a blanket about her which she clutched tightly, then still half awake felt for the feather and her eyes shot open when she didn't see it. It took a few seconds for her orbs to focus upon the blue gowned woman before her. The woman was holding the feather and Zan felt suffocated and trapped, "Please can I have him back?"
The girl nodded smiling, "Sure, of course! It's a very special feather you have dearie... what is your name? I'm Helina."
Zan was astonished as the feather was returned to her hands and she fingered it lightly, running her hands along the stiff stem. Zan looked up, "My name is Zaner."
Helina nodded, and some of her thick blonde hair fell into her eyes, she left it there. "Do you know what that is?" And when Zan gave no response the woman went on. "That is a male Hououza Kodomo... yes a phoenix child." She added, seeing the look on Zan's face.
"Is her really? Is he... can I ... keep him? I can can't I? This is a lab for these things isn't it?" Zan said a little too fast.
Helina laughed, "Calm down, yes it is a lab. You can only find it if you've got one or are worthy of one..."
Zan stopped, her eyes had closed. She opened them, "That's enough for now..... I want to contemplate on my next words more..." Her eyes closed again.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2005 1:46 pm
Truth Hurts
The author bit her lower lip and unwillingly she started crying and buried her hands in her lap, "God damnit... He had to take Klonoa... he just had to didn't he?! Making me write two novels... one by day and one by night... my sweet Klonoa... oh god someone help my sweet Klonoa..." Zaner looked up with a shock to see Syphre sitting at her feet and she picked Sy up and put her in her lap. "Sy you're supposed to be watching Noriko..." Syphre mewled and Zan cuddled him.
The pen looked as sympathetic as a pen could and if you could read it's thoughts it would've told you the truth about the author... the truth was Death was holding Klonoa hostage so that Zan would write a novel on his feather and take care of it... the unlucky hououza known as Mirabelle. There was a huge family that Zan had to take care of, there was the child Liberty who was yet another teenage Hououza Kodomo... then there was Arzulee, a pale green Kazimir, Syphre and Calyli who were yin yang (black and white) Gremos and there was of course the other two Hououza Mirabelle and Klonoa, there was an Araceli Fey Kadej and the newest member Noriko Yuki Sakei or as Zan liked to say, her little Nori.
Zan sat crying and rocking her little Syphre not knowing what to do or what to write next...
((Just sos you know, Nori is not part of the world yet but the story's a little jumbled anyway seeing as I don't plan ahead...))
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 12:43 pm
Deals
Syphre eventually fell asleep in the woman's lap and her dried tears stayed in her blank zombie-like eyes that wouldn't close. She was tired of course, but she wouldn't sleep, she couldn't. "I'll get my son back or I'll kill Bella..." Zaner shivered at her words and started crying again, how could she possibly threaten her own child? Sure she was Death's child too but ... it was still wrong. Zan would just have to make a deal. And so she set Sy down gently on the chair as she stood up and she looked around her office knowing Death was always around if you knew how to look. So look Zan did and soon she saw him sitting like a gravestone by her window. He gave her a smile, IS THERE SOMETHING YOU NEED?
"I'll make you a deal."
OH?
"Give me Klonoa back and as soon as all of my children are old enough to care for themselves you can kill me..."
ALL OF THEM?
"Yes, every single one." Zaner said staring into his huge blank blue eyes.
YOULL GIVE UP YOUR LIFE FOR THIS THING? Death held up Klonoa's feather.
"YES!" Zaner sobbed as she reached out for it, only to have Death pull it away.
FINE. ONCE ALL OF YOUR CHILDREN CAN PROPERLY CARE FOR THEMSELVES I WILL TAKE YOU. And with that Death vanished, leaving at Zaner's hunched over and sobbing form a stone feather... the stone feather of Klonoa.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 6:47 pm
His own Journal
I did the same thing with Mirabelle's journal. No more novels. This book will tell about my Klonoa's life... after the deal I made it's the least I can do... I wish I could do more but I feel so powerless.
Klonoa seems a bit unhinged now that he's been hanging around with Liberty and Junpei... I think Junpei scares him...
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 7:31 pm
Growth
Similar to that of Mirabelle's situation, my darling little Klonoa also sits upon the edge of the windowsill, bathing in the direct sunlight. He has missed the full moon but I still watch in eager wait for him to evolve because I know by the way he shivers it will be soon...
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2005 8:38 am
Life
I'm born, I live. Burst forth from that feather. I love it... life is so rich, it amazes me to no end. I love the snow and I love the warmth and mom says I'm an amazing coloring... I made a new friend too... his name is Hikaro. He's so nice to me and I admire him, he's sort of like my unofficial big brother. He even knows Liberty and Ryo! Soon we'll be moving... and I wanna learn to draw... I have a passion for making things I suppose... maybe it's the way I look... =^.^=
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