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 Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 3:24 pm
This journal has the sharp tang of the ocean, grainy, salty pages roughly brushing against the reader's fingers. The cover shimmers in roiling shades of blue, from azures to the inky dark hues found at the depths of the sea. A raggedy bookmark (or is that seaweed?) is stuck in the middle. But something else is there, something seems wrong, and if one peers at the beautiful pages long enough, one can't help but feel like not all is what it seems...
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 3:26 pm
07.23.09
Time has passed, and your Herald is becoming fond of you and beginning to show affection. You two have grown closer, but that's not the only aspect of growing.
The little boy that came to you in the storm is changing. His wings are growing in, and though they look feathery and light, his hair is still black and his eyes are definitely red. At least the wings look normal, though... right? As normal as weird seawater wings can be expected to look, at least. They hurt coming in though, and as they grow bigger, your little boy shows signs of being very uncomfortable.
How do you deal with the child's discomfort? Do you have any remedies to ease it? How does he react, and how do his wings show the sacrifice you gave him?
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 3:34 pm
 Once upon a time there lived a woman who asked for nothing more than a quiet and undisturbed life. Content to remain a hermit and to shy away from the ever critical eye of Gaian society. She travelled from place to place and never stayed in a particular area for long, ensuring that all tests and procedures were carried out for her research in ample time. Such was the life led by this woman who was greatful for the solitude and the opportunity to fully enjoy her studies.
Unfortunately as fate would have it, her life of solitude would soon be torn asunder. No longer would she be granted privacy, no longer would she be nomadic and instead she would be subjected to the heavy weight of responsibility that would befall her. To say she would be happy with this change in events would be a gross and very inaccurate assumption for the natural cynicist would be horrified and would regard her new situation with both apprehension and disgust.
However, this tale is not without a shining light. Every human undergoes changes in their life and they adapt accordingly - even this 'hermit' would eventually change her spots; all it takes is the influence of a vulnerable child and guiding hand in her life.
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This is the journal of Epine de Rose (formerly Paramekia Darkheart) for her Herald, Ayegali. Please do not post without permission - a simple PM will do. Thank you for your patience and understanding!
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 3:35 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 3:42 pm
Known As: "Ayli"
Gender: Male
Age: N/A
Lineage: Fallen Herald
Professions: Student
Likes:
Monopoly, His Mother, Literature
Dislikes:
Needles, Warm Temperatures
Personality:
Here
General Appearance:
TBC
History:
Ayegali's arrival is marred with unrest and apprehension. There are few in the world who completely understand the true meaning behind his existence, some regard him with fear and others are indifferent. Even the Herald himself is unaware of his true purpose in life, nor does he fully comprehend the seriousness of the situation he finds himself in. He is simply too young and ill informed to care.
Discovered near death, fallen and vulnerable by his 'mother', he immediately found himself bounded to her through her accidental act of kindness. Her assistance in his greatest time of need ensured his survival and while her sacrifice was not the best (Tainted Sea Water) it kept him alive. He vanished shortly after as all Heralds do, leaving the woman confused and a little disturbed by her supernatural encounter.
A few weeks went by and then without warning he once again reappeared, this time as a healthy child though he was most certainly different from other Herald Children. Luckily for him the young woman had come to terms with her responsibility and welcomed him into her home without hesitation - though even he would admit she has much to learn in the parenting department.
Currently he lives a quiet existence with his mother and is educated by Ayr.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 3:43 pm
Known As: "Elle"
 Gender: Female
Age: Twenty Four
Status: Single
Lineage: Primarily French in ancestry or as close to that in terms of the nationalities that exist upon Gaia.
Occupation: Marine Biologist
Likes:
Angel Fish, Her Car, Beans on Toast
Dislikes:
Ambiguity, Neat Freaks, Large Crowds
Personality:
Elle is a hermit, or she would be if she had her way. She favours quieter places, shies from crowds and would like nothing better than to bury herself in the wet sand as opposed to basking in tropical sun shine. A scholar and explorer at heart, she revels in the opportunity to see new and obscure locations. She's keen to protect the environment and to lower the impact that human and other sentient creatures have on ocean life as a whole.
That being said that doesn't mean Elle cannot cope in a social encounter, she may come off as brisk, cynical and a little grumpy at first but one could argue this is a defense mechanism. Take the opportunity to nudge the barriers aside and you will find a rather homely and optimistic girl underneath - an oxymoron perhaps but not everyone enjoys the same environment or reacts to every new experience with anticipation.
She's horrendous when it comes to men, often stuttering and blushing unless they are in the same trade as she is aka up to their eyeballs in mud.
She doubts her ability to care for children and generally recoils in horror at the prospect of raising a child, unfortunately this is now the situation she finds herself in!
General Appearance:
Elle can appear in one of two types of clothing. Her most favoured style is her combat trousers and tank tops. Anything with a lot of pockets along the legs and large enough holes for her heavy belt tends to gain her approval. Thick gloves and walking boots are customary for this attire - it is nearly guaranteed to be smeared with mud, water, sand and various other elements the beaches and ocean have to offer.
Her second set of clothing would be the 'clean' set. Overall a perisian and smart-casual style, she prefers understated and unassuming clothes. She takes every measure not to draw attention to herself and as such, has very few designer labels to her name. That being said she doesn't look at all bad in this look, though some would argue she does look a little book-wormish!
History:
Brought up in a reasonably traditional environment with a rather average family, there isn't much of interest to be discussed in Adelle's history. She's never encountered anything unusual, never encountered anything that would make her different and instead she followed the life of a normal teenager. She received her education in Highschool before proceeding to study Marine Biology in University.
During the period in University she befriended a number of individuals, in particular is Elf.
However, following her graduation (in which she received honours), Adelle vanished from the Public eye. Having acquired a job in a rather obscure region of Gaia, she wasn't to be heard of to even her family for many years. This trend would continue, family and friends hearing from her very rarely and often months apart - if anything, it was Adelle's way of informing them she was still alive.
Nevertheless, this all changed following reports of unusual water contamination within the vicinity of the Herald Sanctum. The results of fellow biologists had been so obscure that she was encouraged to see for herself and she did so - she got much more than she bargained for.
As she entered the immediate vicinity surrounding the shore a violent rain storm began and it was there that she encountered the individual, a 'Herald'. While she may have thought her life had been decided for her well before that point, it was clear that she had been very, very wrong...
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 3:44 pm
 Known As: Ayr
Gender: Male
Age: Twenty Eight
Status: Single
Lineage: Primarily Japanese in ancestry or as close to that in terms of the nationalities that exist upon Gaia.
Occupation: Summoner, Tutor and Scholar
Likes:
Literature, Silk, Good Etiquette
Dislikes:
Slap-Stick Comedy, Large Crowds, Unnecessary Noise
Personality:
Ayr is a bizarre individual and one who is generally misunderstood as either eccentric or mentally disturbed. He is often found 'talking' to himself in the sense that he often mutters under his breath as he walks. As a Scholar he would argue that this is perfectly normal behaviour for one like him, but if he were to trust another person implicitly he would explain in greater detail exactly what he was doing.
More often than not Ayr acts pre-emptively and it is often assumed that he has been blessed with foresight. Having discovered a precarious balance between logic and emotion, he excels in most social encounters. That being said he is a man of patience to a degree. If an individual is seen to be ignorant or simply incapable of understanding his interests then they are quickly dismissed. He thrives in environments that are intellectually stimulating and enjoys relaxing activities such as tai chi and walking (though he shies away from jogging and other vigorous exercise).
He is often found reading within the park or simply relaxing in the garden as opposed to in large social areas given his lack of appreciation for the noise generated by the unruly.
This aside he has a keen sense of humour with a sharp tongue to match and very little passes by his critical eye unnoticed whether it be good or bad.
General Appearance:
Hailing from the Oriental reaches of Gaia, he is a fanatic about his traditional clothing. As a result of this national pride he is rarely seen without a Yukata or Kimono (depending on the season). Given that his favourite colours are that of Autumn he can usually be found in vibrant reds and oranges. However, given the risk that these colours clash if placed together improperly he takes great care to ensure they match.
He is ALWAYS colour co-ordinated.
History:
Ayr had never intended to remain in these regions of Gaia for long, but circumstances arose that made this unavoidable. Once a wandering scholar he had travelled far and wide across the lands of Gaia until one day he stumbled upon a unique tavern in the western continents. This tavern was unlike any he had seen before, open to visitors that were not even strictly from this world - as such he spent much of his time frequenting this area for further study. However this proved to be his downfall, as unbeknownst to him his presence had been sensed by a secret that the ethereal tavern keeper had been hiding.
In the months that followed he found himself subject to the unwelcomed whispers and attentions of the unseen. At first he assumed there were more sinister creatures within this Tavern than he anticipated but it was unveiled that he was in fact attuned to a very rare and exotic crystal - a rare jewel that contained the soul of a burning Esper. Initially he wasn't fully aware of it's significance until it threw him into a rather exciting and unexpected adventure.
Not long after he was informed of his link to this crystal the tavern was subjected to an attack that would cause him to lose this valuable artefact. At first the loss was not felt within him and yet as the days progressed he realised that this attunement was far more special than even he could appreciate. The following afternoon he set out in the hopes of recovering it and discovering a method of releasing the Esper from within.
Suffice to say his mission proved a success and while the tale is an invigorating one it is better shared by Ayr himself. He succeeded in recovering the fire crystal and in the hours that followed it's immediate recovery he was granted the 'secret' behind it's release. A phoenix was reborn and both summoner and esper were united as one. Unfortunately the presence of this Phoenix and it's considerable value caused much interest and ever aware of how much worse this would be if he returned home, the new summoner came to the conclusion that constant travel was the only viable option to avoid conflict.
As such, he embarked on many trips until he stumbled upon yet another unlikely town. In this case it boasted of an Angelic birthing ground and sure enough, he was greeted with the sights of many winged creatures who dwelled within the area. They didn't shy from him, nor did they plague him for answers regarding his exotic companion and thus he settled here for a short while to study these regions in greater detail...
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 3:46 pm
Aversham
Onion Knight
Gabranth
To be inserted here!
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 3:47 pm
 As of yet, Ayli has yet to enter any social circles so this section will be updated as and when such opportunities arise.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 3:48 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 3:49 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 3:50 pm
I would like to extend my gratitude to the following people and make the following known:
1. Heralds are copyrighted to their respect owners.
2. Banners were made by mindsend as a gift for me, please do not take them.
3. Character concepts are mine alone, please do not take them.
4. Storylines and plots developed within this journal are my property, please do not take them.
5. Thank you to ELF for her undying patience regarding my countless hiatus and queries.
6. All fanart is property of the artist who provided them, though I'm grateful for their generosity in choosing my characters to draw. <3
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 3:51 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 3:52 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 3:53 pm
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