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 Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 10:19 pm
 This Data Log belongs to Mizu_Taji's. Do not post in here unless given permission by the owner of this journal.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 12:15 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 12:17 pm
 .: Bovidae :.Basic Info
Full name: Bovidae Nathanial Harrington
Nicknames: Bovi,
Age: Young Adult
Gender: Male
Race: Spawn from the Seven of Seven Labs
Sin DNA: Pride
Virtue DNA: Diligence
Orientation: Technically bisexual- Engaged to Ebony Dartsmore
Occupation: Currently studying psycology
In Depth Info
Height: 6'5"
Weight: about 175lbs
Bloodtype: unknown
Hair color: A light violet with bangs dyed blue and yellow
Hair length: Bloody long
Hair Type: Sorta wavy
Eye color: Sky blue
Special features:
-Small golden horns on head, now with a charm on the right one
-Cloven hooves
-Animal like (perhaps goat or horse) hind legs, brown fur
-Smallish wings on ankles, now with metal edges
-Green scales on parts of the body
-Slitted pupils
- Green scaled tail with bitty wings
- Wings!
Abilities
-Keen senses
-Does not tire as easily as normal
-Slightly stronger than your average fellow his size
-Forked up DNA...wait, thats not an ability >.>
More About Bovidae
Personality: Bovi has grown into a respectable young adult. He's got a fiancee, a...sort of kid in Cassidy, and is going to be the father figure to Ebony's adopted twins. He's still the perfect balance between his vice and his virtue, wanting to work long and hard to get the compliments and attention he so desires. He's pretty damn happy with his life.
Favorite:
Food: Any sweet fruits
Drink: Strawberry milkshakes, tea
Colors: Blue, yellow, and purple
Shapes: circles and diamonds
Smell: Strawberries
Sound: clapping
Book Genre: Pick your own adventure (still. It's a guilty pleasure)
Clothes: Anything that fits him
Accessory: Does his braided hair count?
Least Favorite:
Food: Fish
Drink: Whole milk
Colors: brown
Shapes: None really
Smell: stinky stuff
Sound: Booing
Book Genre: none
Clothes: Things that don't fit?
Accessory: Shoes (they mock him!)
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 12:18 pm
 .: Stacie Harrington :. Stacie Lynn Harrington Nicknames: Stacie, Stace Age: 32 Gender: Female Race: Genetically altered human Orientation: Straight Occupation: Manager/waitress/entertainer at a local coffee place called 'Thunder Bean' In Depth InfoHeight: 5'2" Weight: 148lbs Bloodtype: O+ Hair color: Black with aquamarine hued tips (tips are natural) Hair length: Mid back with whispy bangs Hair Type: Pin straight Eye color: Aquamarine Tattoos/markings: A small star outline on her left shoulder
More About StaciePersonality: A hard worker who likes to cook sweets and play the piano. Hard to anger, but if rubbed the wrong way, stubbern and fiesty as all get out.
Favorite:Food: Ice cream Drink: 7-up Colors: blue and green Shapes: Stars Smell: vanilla Sound: rain on the rooftop of her new house Book Genre: mystery Clothes: comfy yet cute (her brand of cute that is) Accessory: her star earrings Least Favorite:Food: Brussle Sprouts Drink: Coffee (oh the irony) Colors: certain shades of orange Shapes: none Smell: garbage that has things rotting in it Sound: gunshots, thunder if it's really loud Book Genre: historical fiction Clothes: tight and constricting Accessory: rings
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 12:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 12:19 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 12:20 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 12:21 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 12:22 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 5:01 pm
.:Solo RP-Prize:.
Life in her new home had been...interesting to say the least. Just on the first day she had moved in, she had an odd yet interesting encounter which had left her with her currently irremoveable necklace, though she really didn't mind. It wasn't a ring or anything, so it wasn't uncomforable.
Aparently though, with this little doodad would come a kid, sooner or later, which she wasn't expecting, but also didn't mind, as she had been planning on adopting at some point. She just hadn't counted on being a mother so soon, though technically the kid wasn't there yet, so she had time to prepare.
She shuffled outside to get the mail. Once retrieved, she flipped through the small handful of envelopes. Bills, two cards congradulating her on her move, and an odd looking thing from a place called 'Seven of Seven Inc'. She had never heard of this place before, but plastered on the outside in big red letters was 'YOU ARE A WINNER!'
She immediatly thought it was some sort of hoax, but they amused her if they were poorly written, so she opened it up anyway once she got to the kitchen. It looked rather formal, odd for a hoax, but she read it anyway. All it really stated was that her prize would be shipped to her house soon, and congradulated her for being chosen.
"That's just odd..." she mused, before going about her buisness, getting ready to go to work. Today was Thursday, meaning she was playing piano at the Thunder Bean today. This was her favorite day to work, one because she enjoyed playing, and secondly because she got 11 bucks per hour plus tips, and her tip jar always was more than the tips she got on the other days she worked there as a waitress.
Just as she slipped on her semi formal attire, the doorbell rang. She quickly fastened her belt around her and scuttled for the door, peeking out the peep hole.
No one.
She opened the door, and there he was as she looked down, a rather pitiful looking creature with an oversized bright yellow sweater, big blue eyes...and some odd looking legs. He looked up at her, frightened and scared. There was a piece of paper pinned to the front of his shirt. She carefully bent down to read what it said.
'Here's your prize. We'll keep in touch'
Below was an address in where to go if there were any problems, and a small pamphlet was in the boy's hand, which he handed out to her shakily as if he had been instructed to do it. Stacie pocketed it and held out her arms, slowly picking up the small child as not to frighten him. In her arms, he snuggled up against her, cooing slightly.
"Looks like I'm a mom sooner then I thought..." she stated as she carried the child back inside, wondering what to do next.
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 4:18 pm
.:Guardian Journal 1:.
Decided to keep a journal on the growth of my little addition to my family. Bovidae is a very kind and happy child, if not a little self centered, but usually he keeps it under control around others. We've met a few nice kids from the 'lab' that Bovi himself came from. They all seem to be nice so far, but there have been only three, and I hear there are a lot more where that came from. If there are demons for each sin and virtue, there has to be some with some...adverse side effects. I think I'd be wary of wrath the most, but the one boy we met at the toy store seemed rather nice. I wonder what the other children are like... I myself would like to meet more of them.
Bovi's hair seems to be growing longer, and honestly I like it that way. Very few fellows can pull off long hair, but his just seems to work for him. He's grasp of language seems to be improving, which is always good.
Well, I suppose that's all for now. I'll write more later.
Stacie
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 6:49 pm
.:Solo RP- Easy as...:.
Stacie and Bovidae were in the living room, the adult of the two holding up large cards as the other stared at them intently.
"Ok Bovi, let's try this again. What's this letter?" she asked as she held up a card with a bright capital K on it.
"Umm...k," he said back.
"Good, and what sound does K make?"
Bovidae thought again, but not as long as before. "Kuh, like kite," he said with a smile and a nod.
Stacie clapped and smiled. "Very good!" she said. "Now, what other letter makes that sound sometimes?" she asked.
Now that one was a hard one, and Bovi was silent for a good long time. He looked up at Stacie with a small frown. "Don't remember..." he stated finally.
"That's ok sweetie," she assured him before digging through the stack of cards. "C makes a kuh sound. Card starts with the letter C. It also makes a sss sound, like in certain. Does anything else make a sss sound?"
"S! S makes a sss sound! Like Stace! Mama-Stace name start with S!" he chimed.
Stacie smiled and continued to flash the cards and ask for their names and their sounds until the night was late and Stacie had to go to bed, which meant Bovi had to go and play with his night time play toy until he himself was sleepy.
One day he would solve the 'bix block. One day...
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 12:37 pm
It would be on a Saturday that you open your mail box (if you have one) and notice there is a rather thick envelope stuffed in there. There is no postage stamp and a very vague return address. But you recognize the font and the company's name. 'Seven of Seven Inc' scrawled in majestic font across the upper left hand corner. As you open it, you may strangely find yourself drawn to the letter, there is a mass of notes inside. They read as follows:
Letter Congratulations! You have managed to succeed in raising your child. (IE: Not killing him or her or getting killed yourself. Haha we kid of course.) We would like an update from you on the following: Guardians Name: Child's Name: Sin: Virtue: Gender: Current Attitude: Likes: Dislikes: Any abnormal growths: (if any, example: Feathers molting, horns growing larger, scars ) Current hair style: Current clothing preferences: Dominant celestial trait: (The sin or virtue) Please summarize in your own words how difficult or easy it was taking care of your child. Did you manage to care for them in a kindly fashion? Or were you forced to discipline them? As well do not be alarmed if you suddenly find your child achieving a massive growth spurt in the next little while. We are finding that the children from our facility have strange growing patterns and are rather unpredictable. Although please let us know if anything unexpected occurs. Sincerely the technicians from Seven of Seven Inc. Ps. Please just leave your letter back in your mail box one you have completed it our courier will pick it up. Thank you.
You would notice the letter seems overly friendly...strange since the scientist were so ...cold before.
(Just take the from Guardians name to Dominant Celestial trait and pm it to the mule, the summarization doesn't have to be long just have fun with it.)
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 12:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 12:47 pm
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