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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 10:03 pm
This is a journal for Aquina, where she can input her thoughts... mischief, and ideas. Please obey forum rules and no posting... for anybody until the journal is completely set up... Which might take a few days. @_@ Much appreciated. :3

UPDATE: If you want to rp with Aquina. Drop me a pm. biggrin And a few of the satyr owners should be getting pms soon. x3
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 4:11 pm
Name: Aquina Gender: Female Stage: Adult Date of Emerge: 1/11/05 Likes: Daggers Dislikes: Loud people Friends: Yet to be rped Personality in a Nutshell: To be rped. Abilities: Agile Movement, Curse of darkness
Updated as Aquina grows.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 8:15 pm
Photo Album
Pictures Coming Soon To a Journal Near you. <3~
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 10:44 pm
. . . // The First Appearence January 11, 2006
All was quiet, nothing could disturb a night like tonight. Leaves could be heard rustling in the distance but besides that, it was a silent night. In the heart of the small village, a bell hung. It ommitted a slight 'ding' as the wind caresses the smooth exterior of the bell.
Abruptly the calming silence was disturbed by the bell. It began to ring non-stop and then a blinding indigo flash swept through the country side blinding anybody close enough.
The blinding indigo light slowly dimmed out and it revealed a small violet colored satyr. She blinked rapidly as her eyes adjusted to the darkening sunlight. It had been so long since she had been able to stretch her long limbs. It felt so refreshing. The small figure took a deep breath of the crisp clear air, her chest rises up and down as she takes in the atmosphere as if it was her last minute of life.
This new place... How odd it looked. The satyr, Aquina, did nothing but sit there cross-legged gazing up at the stars. Her clean cut violet hair was in disarray but she took care to straighten it up. Though she was content for now and decided to wait until morning light arrived to see this odd and changing world.
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2006 12:55 pm
. . . // Curiousity Kills The... Satyr January 14, 2006
Aquina couldn't help but mutter, "This place is so... different. Things sure have changed." As she sat on the soft grass, her short tail flickered back and forth curiously. Her innocent indigo eyes gazed about curiously.
Finally, she gets up slowly and began to make her way up a small hill. The little satyr tilts her head as she notices a rather large rock. "I wonder..." She lifts up the rock slowly and looks at the odd things under it. Maggots... Lots of them. She winced slightly, "Eww." Maggots were disgusting things. Eagerly, she puts the rock back and and stands up.
Aquina places her hands on her hips as she gazes around. Something gleaming in the sunlight catches her eye. With caution, she steps closer to the gleaming silver dagger. It wasn't her's but probably somebody had just left it there and probably would come back later.
"Ooh. So shiny." Reaching out slowly, she ran a finger across the smooth side of the blade. As her dainty hand ran over the sharp side of the blade, it knicked her finger created a small cut. Blood dripped slowly out of the open wound. Her brows furrowed as she licks the cut warily but that didn't stop her from touching the dagger.
Slowly, her long hands wrap around the handle and she picks it up. She tilts her head curiously as she gave it a test twirl. As it went up into the air and back down to the ground, Aquina jumps back but it slices off a large chunk of her hair. The dagger almost went right through her arm. The femme couldn't help but burst into giggles even though she had lost hair in the process, it would grow back. These daggers were quite entertaining.
Aquina would have to tell Nova, her guardian, about these wonderful little things. Though, for now, she would leave this particular one alone. She got up once again and wandered back towards the hill she was on earlier.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 2:35 pm
. . . // Emergence
February 1, 2006
It had been a quiet few weeks. Playing around with daggers and whatever else one could do while alone. I still haven't met any other satyr... Aquina couldn't help but sigh but it was a new day and new adventures come along with it. Not that... she needed anybody else... The femme shrugged softly and continued to sit on the wall.
After her adventure with the dagger she was definitely bored. She still had her hand wrapped up with a long thin towel that Nova had given her.
Suddenly, Aquina had a tingling feeling up her spinal cord and pretty much her entire back. She shuddered awkwardly and she began to grow. Her limbs became longer and so did she. Her clothing changed and her horns also became more curved. Aquina shudders once again and looks around slowly since she had shut her eyes quickly as she began to tingle.
The satyr blinked rapidly as she looked out at everything. Everything looked... so tall. Aquina continued to blink. "Wow..." That was all she could utter. Apparently she had just grown. This shall be an odd adventure... She couldn't help but wonder if this would be any different than when she was a baby...
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 10:09 pm
. . // Greetings? February 15th, 2006
It had been awhile since she had met Rija and Shinkan but she had been thinking about it for awhile. Socializing was nice but it really wasn't that great. It would be nice to have somebody quiet to talk to or just to keep her company. To Aquina, this was still all new to her even though she was an adult. Her younger childhood was mostly solitary.
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2006 2:40 pm
. . // Silence February 24, 2006
Now that she had been an adult for some time, there really hasn't been much to do. She's been watching young satyr arrive, one by one but she really hasn't felt... complete. Especially after discovering the beauties of daggers. Aquina had asked Nova where the hell she could get a pair of these gorgeous weapons but to no avail.
Lately she had been searching the village for possible left over daggers but she decided that she would make herself a pair for now until she could find real ones for herself.
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