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 Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 7:42 pm
I n f o r m a t i o n :: Name: Coinneach.
Gender: Male.
Date of Birth: 16th of June, 2012.
Dust/Essence: Silkie.
Stage: Dust Spin.
Personality: Physical, Laid-back, Possessive, Oblivious.This is the journal of Coinneach and Candace. Follow all of their rules as well as the guild's rules and Gaia TOS.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 7:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 8:43 pm
Rules
xxxoo1. Don't post here without permission.
xxxxxa. Or post out of character.
xxxoo2. You can contact me at any time via PM or instant message.
xxxxxa. They are: Skype (Chenafluff), AIM (Chenakun), and MSN (Chenabby@msn.com)
Table of Contents
xxxoo1. Coinneach's Info
xxxoo2. Coinneach's Skills
xxxoo3. ToC, Rules, and Growth Requirements.
xxxoo4. Coinneach's Profile
xxxoo5. Candace's Profile
xxxoo6. Coinneach and Candace's Home
xxxoo7. Coinneach and Candace's Relationships
xxxoo8. Art of Coinneach and Candace
xxxoo9. Log of Coinneach and Candace's RPs
xxxo1o. Log of Coinneach's Battles
xxxo11. Reserved.
xxxo12. Reserved.
xxxo13. Credits
Growth Requirements
xxxDust Spin to Child:
xxxxxJournal entry reflecting on the change in the bottle.
xxxxxMeet another Guardian/Dust.
xxxxxRequest and complete the growth quest.
xxxxxStay active in the thread.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 8:44 pm
Character Name: Coinneach (Koi-en-ock)
Nicknames: Coin (Koi-en), Coi, Neach... Anything.
Dust Essence: Silkie
Gender: Male
Colour: #8798B0
Powers: tbd!
Appearance: A blue bottle, seemingly filled with water. An aura has appeared around the bottle.
Personality: First and foremost, Coin is very kind to females; he does anything he can to accommodate them, especially if they are crying. If it's in his power and it will make a woman smile, Coin is likely to attempt it in some degree. As he grows, he'll go from just women to men too - though only men that he thinks might be interested (or could eventually be interested in him) to some degree. Because, secondly, Coin is a very sexual creature. Or at least, he will be. He hates seeing women (and later men who he thinks are either bisexual or homosexual, though this could apply if Coin had a burning crush on another male) upset when he knows that he could make them happy. In fact, Coin wants to make everyone happy! He also has no conception of the idea of fidelity and monogamy and cannot understand why some men and women, if their partner is not enough but they still love them, do not seek outside influences to better it. Because of this lack of understanding and his own instincts, Coin finds himself frequently at the sides of those already engaged in some form of a relationship, trying to worm his way into their lives to help them. So, by the time that Coin is an adult, I can foresee him ruining some relationships and being totally uncomprehending as to what has happened.
Coin, himself, confusingly enough, is not polyamorous - and if he were to ever find someone he wished to be his wife, he would content to keep her as his forever and allow no one else near his heart and be indescribably protective of her. Of course, it stands to be mentioned that Coin rarely feels any love for those that he wishes to help - only pity and a sense of, if you will, duty to them to help make them happy - and so would keep trying to make people happy unless he were suitably fussed at or warned. Then, and only then, under the threat of losing the person he has decided to be his wife, would he finally understand the idea of monogamy. Unwillingly. Because you see, those people are unhappy and he could make them happy if they'd let him and if - sweetie but really -- okay... He's quite jealous, though, and would get angry if someone tried to take his wife away or flirt with her - she is his, and he is hers (where it counts, in the heart) - and someone trying to mess with that will get the side of Coin that rarely comes out, likely due to how selkie women were treated - though his wife would not be a selkie, he would probably think of her as one.
Coin is of the opinion that being nearer to other people will help fix everything - he loves to be in contact with his friends and family, even if it's something as simple as a hand placed on someone else's. Like with monogamy, he fails to grasp that others may not be as keen on hugging and touching as he is and so will frequently charge blindly into a hug if he feels that it would help make someone happy. He hates so very keenly to see someone upset, which makes him very confused that the thing that was supposed to make them happy made them sadder somehow, which leads to the conclusion (in his mind) that he very obviously is the reason that they are upset and will take the blame on himself, apologising profusely and trying to regain their favour.
In that way, when Coinneach is younger, he finds himself frequently in trouble. As a child, he's still very touchy and clingy - he likes to give hugs and hold other peoples' hands and arms or play with their hair, and while Candace has absolutely no problem with this (and likely encourages it), he doesn't know how to figure out when it's okay to initiate contact and when it's not. He will always hate being in trouble, though while he's younger he might be a bit of a cry-baby over it, especially if they're his friends - he is clingy emotionally on top of being physically clingy and very quickly decides who is his friend and who isn't, so, that being said, he is not necessarily considered a friend by ALL of his friends - and is likely quick to cry if he's scolded over trying to give a hug. Because of this, he almost never gets in trouble with Candace - she can't handle yelling at him while he's crying and anytime she attempts to fuss at him generally degrades into a hugfest, Candace trying to console him as Coin tries to explain what he meant to do and he never meant anyone harm. He's too sweet, however, to use this for his own gain - he likely has never even fathomed of fake crying to get out of punishment; if he really believes he doesn't deserve it or if he's upset by it, he simply shuts down and stops talking to them until he can't bear it anymore.
He hates seeing people sad from his youth on, and while he's young and can't do that much, he's more than happy to try making a fool of himself if he thinks it could make someone smile. Of course, this means that Coinneach is frequently injured in some way, which he tells Candace is because he was playing roughly with people instead of trying to do a cartwheel (that failed spectacularly and ended with some dirt in his mouth). He likes to pretend that he's tough - it fails, usually, because of his cry-baby qualities as a child, but he tries anyway - and is reticent to admit how much he'd do to cheer someone up, often gruffly dismissing it as something he would've done anyway.
He has a very hard time understanding that people are not like him. Candace does her best to break him of this and make him realise that the world is a diverse place filled with diverse people, but Coinneach struggles to understand that there are people in the world who can't swim and don't even want to learn, people that hate the water, and he thinks that clearly they just haven't experienced the beauty of the ocean in the right way. And he can educate them, he knows it, if they'll just come to the beach with him and sit down. Because of this, despite how much he wants to make people happy, he is frequently the subject of much ire as he tries to forcibly subject people to their fears - he means well, though, really, but just can't understand how people can't understand that water is the best.
Likes: Hugs, making people happy, being near the ocean/water in general, being hit on.
Dislikes: Women crying, being hit at, being rejected, places that are way too hot.
Hobbies: Swimming or just generally sitting/being in the water.
Finding people who are unhappy and trying to make them happy.
Trying to set Candace up with men. C8
Anything Else: In his free time, Coin likes to work with his hands - he collects things from the beach and likes to make things out of them; he makes shell necklaces and bracelets, though doesn't wear that many of them. He mostly gives them away as gifts and presents whenever someone's birthday is coming up.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 8:45 pm
Character Name: Candace Provdan
Nicknames: Candi.
Age: 26
Location: Amies
Gender: Female
Occupation: Candi sells goods at a small bakery and frequently bakes or preps for them in her freetime.
Orientation: Heterosexual
Colour: #695170
Appearance: Candace is a fairly tall woman, coming up to about 5'7. Her hair is a mess of medium-dark brown curls, kept about shoulder length. Her bangs cover the left side of her face entirely, and covers her heterochromatic eye. The right is a deep, chocolatey brown while the left is both blue and brown - the inside is the same colour brown with a greenish-blue starburst right up next to her pupil.
She's quite ashamed of that fact, though, and keeps it well hidden beneath her bangs; it's unlikely that she'd ever show it off to anyone except those that she trusts greatly. She feels as though it's one more thing keeping her from being a normal person and tales of how common heterochromia is does nothing for her.
Her body type is fairly big; she's not thin but she's not fat. She has ample breasts and a hourglass figure, though her waist seems proportional to her body and not too tiny. Her face is finely, delicately shaped, with high cheekbones and lush lips.
*hair would be longer, blue eye would be mixed with brown and would be covered.
Personality: Raised in a sort of old fashioned home with a mother who never did anything but cook or clean and numerous siblings, Candace was led to believe the summation of a woman's role was to cook and clean and have children and her worth was defined by the quality of the above. Her childhood was mostly her imagining the children she would have, absolute herds of them, and she frequently played imaginative games about how to care for them and raise them properly.
Finding out that she was infertile was a blow to her - it made her much more easily depressed and, frequently, seeing a child can cause her to become rather upset for a moment until she gets caught up in how cute and precious said child is. She still adores children and suffers when she sees orphans and street rats in Amies, wondering how someone who can have children could simply not want them and toss them aside.
She's, by nature, incredibly mothering and a bit of a worry-wort. She is fairly possessive of those she considers her friends (which is hard, as she thinks that her "defective" qualities are frequently known to people, though no one in Amies would know she's infertile unless she told them) and would do anything to protect them, even at the risk of her own health and safety. She is sometimes irrational, in this sense, seeing danger where there isn't and fearing even the slightest bump in the night, wanting them safe. Men, however, generally make her nervous. She fears that men will judge or scorn her more than most women and frequently cannot meet their eyes. She stutters softly and bites her lip more often in their presence.
History: Candace's family was unfortunately big; 10 other siblings filled her house from a young age but few of them were female - Candace was one of four. Since less than half of the children were female and able to carry children, her old fashioned parents put all of their hopes on their female children - they needed to produce more free labour and create their family a sort of village. Candace especially wanted nothing more than to please her parents - she had dreams of having as many kids as her mom had so that she could please them. She thought of nothing but her future husband and children - she spent days making up name for these non-existent children, thinking of scenarios and how she would handle them acting up - and was often fussed at for being in the clouds all the time.
When she was in her early 20s, she had already been married for two or three years. The marriage wasn't so bad. Her husband was a little bit simple and not very kind, but he wasn't cruel. He was just.. very coarse. She wasn't very fond of them but then again she supposed she didn't have to be. He was a good farmer, good with the crops, and in those years, Candace had not once known the slimming of stomach from hunger. She knew, instead, the weight of his body when he forced it on her and she knew the feeling of listlessly lying there while he did what he did, thinking only of the children she would one day have. And though she knew not the slimming of stomach, neither did she know the swelling of stomach with child. She knew his frustrations, which mimicked her own -- and then he - he returned her. Like the property she was. She was useless; she served no purpose, and she was holding a virile young man back from having children to help him farm, and so she was best returned to her parents, as there was no love between them, no friendship.
Her parents did not want her. She was used - tainted - useless (a word she was rapidly becoming familiar with in reference to herself) and on top of that, defective. There was no redeeming quality to her. She could cook, but so could her sisters. She could mend clothes, but so could her sisters. All that she was capable of, so were any number of women. But these women were women, they had worth. To her family, Candace might as well have been a slab of rotten meat - an eyesore, unpleasant, and thoroughly purposeless. They kept her around, though, as one does a wild animal. Not from love or familial feelings, but from a lack of knowing what to do with her. None of their small clan had left the rural countryside and it seemed unlikely that their most useless of daughters would be the first. Candace tried to deal with the feelings of inadequacy quickly being instilled in her. She tried to keep a smile, tried to keep working, cook harder and better and clean more and faster, in hopes that she would prove she had some worth yet left in her. But as a year and then two ticked by, she was still considered lower than the dogs that ran rampant on the farm for hunting and herding.
She got up the nerve, slowly, hoarding small things away, and ran off. It was the hardest decision Candace had ever made - and she cried each step of the way as she traveled when the moon was at its highest point. It felt right to do it then, when only the moon saw her actions, saw her shamefully burning tears, even though she doubted that anyone would have tried to stop her leaving, save for the fact that she'd stolen some goods on her way out to help trade and earn some money to live. As much as she hated it - and as much fear was in her heart about the unknown into which she was heading - she knew it was for the best. She ended up in Amies, somehow, trading the stolen goods until she had enough to - to survive, subsist. It wasn't a lot, not at first, but she found a job in a bakery where the owner allowed her to live as long as she was quiet and discrete about it, which helped her to get onto her feet.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 8:46 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxTheir Home
xxxCandace and Coinneach live in a small apartment. It isn't spacious nor somewhere Candace would choose to live, but she honestly has very little choice in the matter - it's affordable and not too bad. She aspires to move out soon and carefully pinches pennies to save up for this goal.
xxxAs much as Candace would soon as not forget what happened to her in her family home, she has a few mementos thrown around that she utterly refuses to part with. One is her childhood quilt, made by hand by her and her mother. Another is jewelry that she was given for her wedding, one of the few things they didn't take back. It's old and not in great condition, but it might as well be made of diamonds for how much the young woman treasures its existence.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 8:47 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxTheir Relationships
xxxName
xxxx xxxCoinneach's Opinion
xxxx xxxCandace's Opinion
xxxName
xxxx xxxCoinneach's Opinion
xxxx xxxCandace's Opinion
xxxName
xxxx xxxCoinneach's Opinion
xxxx xxxCandace's Opinion
xxxName
xxxx xxxCoinneach's Opinion
xxxx xxxCandace's Opinion
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 8:52 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxArt
- Artist name
- Artist name
- Artist name
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 8:53 pm
xxxxxxxxxRoleplays
xxx [title] - participants
xxx [title] - participants
xxx [title] - participants
xxx [title] - participants
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 8:56 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxBattles
[link] - participant - win/lose/tie
[link] - participant - win/lose/tie
[link] - participant - win/lose/tie
[link] - participant - win/lose/tie
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 8:57 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 8:58 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 9:01 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCredits
xxxCoinneach - Written by me (Chenafluff), drawn by BP
xxxLife Dust - Owned by BP and Chrystali
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