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 Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 8:13 pm
Keppit's Velvet Diary. Only she should be posting in here.
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April 6th- Quite the little story you found yourself in! But like a true hero you treked on through, and now world beware, Willie's got a voice of her own now.
June 9th- It seems all the attention and love has convinced Willie into poofing to life. A precious little dear, all that storytelling has certainly left it's mark. heart
April 12th- Unpleasant to look at, gross, slimy, wart giving, flesh eating? Absolutely NOT! The life of a toad or a zombie can't be an easy one, having to look so hard to find that beauty within. Misunderstood and gentle, mellow and serene. Welcome your baby to the world and please help her find the beautiful princess hiding inside. :3
Name: Anastasia Rashanine Willamine Canigi
Gender: Female
Size: 8 inches
Born: April 12th
Personality: A princess in her own mind. Talkative, vibrant, and exceedingly creative. She likes to be the center of attention and will keep it anyway she can. Her story making skills are impressive and may one day lead to a fantastic little artist, but on the same note could lead to a bit of fabrication and lying at a young age.
Skills: Hallucination: 3/10
Jumping/hopping: 4/10
Status:
Social: Social butterfly
Energy: Average
Ability: Fabrication, Creativity
Mental: Story-weaving smarts
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 9:23 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 9:25 am
Post guide:~ Rp's are in Quote boxes with titles
~ Journal entries will be one for each day, will most likely be short(ish) and will have once week per post.... Rules for posting (please):~ Be nice
~ No Leet or chat
~ Please remove signatures... please. People allowed to Post: ~ Me
~ Any Velvet Owner
~ pretty much anyone
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 9:26 am
 Life of a Rainbow Frog Toad." the queen was looking for a Willow... the back of Willamina's mind tumbled into action and supplied pictures of a pretty tiger child with a nice smile. The queen was looking for her daughter, and sure enough as Willamina looked up into the queen's face there were traces of tiger there... the queen must be half tiger herself. But the image faded in and out.... Willie may have been able to change her own perceptions of the wolrd around her, but she couldn't (no matter how hard she tried) get others to see it too... and she couldn't change the people and creatures in the world. .... ... ... when you're trapped in a dungeon cell and you've been there for days without food or water and you're slowly dying of madness, and then all of a sudden your mother walks by and asks you if you're hungry it really ruins a fun time."
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 9:48 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 9:55 am
The zombie brings home a ..... Toad?... "Keppit, Ranald und die Frosch mehrfarbigkroete"Ranald's reaction..... Keppit slowly opened the door of the cabin and peered around the corner. Ranald and Saty were up in the tree, she could hear Ranald sawing something for the treehouse, and Keppit knew that Gus was over at the Jivvin headquarters with the two older sprites. Jen was who knows where Jen goes everyday. Since she didn't see anyone Keppit pushed the door open and walked in... RAHR!!! Keppit jumped a mile and spun around to find herself face to face with a dinosaur... a smiling, anthro dinosaur. "Dromi you scared the living daylights out of me!" The look on her face made the 6'7 male anthro burst into laughter and the little jivvin sprite behind him was doubled over in laughter stitches. "Oh right, very funny you two. Have you been helping him to read like I asked you to Dromi?" Keppit walked across the room to the kitchen counter and started to dig through a drawer. "Oh yeah, of course" Dromi bent down and scooped Rusty up off the floor. "He's a great little learner. Once he can read I'll have him learning all the sports in the world!" Dromi walked over and plopped the grinning sprite down on the counter. Keppit in the meantime bent down and started to dig through a cupboard. Dromi picked up a small toad plush sitting on the countertop. "What's this?" "It's you new little sister... Where's all the shoeboxes that I had in here?" "Sister? It's a stuffed animal!" He turned her over in his hand and inspected her. "Put her down you galoot!" She gave him a mock clout and he dropped to the floor howling in mock pain, as if Keppit could ever do the hulking beast any damage. Rusty gave a shocked yelp and leapt off the counter onto Dromi. "Easy there Rust." Dromi laughed... "I was only kidding round." And then the door flew open admiting Ranald. In all effect Ranald was Keppit's twin sister, and when looking at her one might see the resemblance. If Keppit weren't a member of the legion of walking undead then she'd look just like Ranald with red hair (if she stopped to comb her hair once in a while that is) . Ranald stepped in and shoved her hands into her pockets. "What's new Hallatosis breath?" Keppit had already hidden the toad plush away in her pocket, and was about to glaze over the newest member to her family when Dromi spoke from the floor... "We got a new little sister today! She's in Mom's pocket." Keppit sighed and let herself meet Ranald's gaze.... Ranald on the other hand was grinning ear to ear... "You said you weren't going to let anyone else join the family 'cause we don't hav any more beds! HA! I knew you were lying, 'Cause you cannae lie to me you liar!" She laughed and did a little dance before leaping into Dromi's lap alongside Rusty... "And poor skyhigh here, has to sleep in the backyard in a tent as it is... " She pinched his cheeks and gave Keppit a sad face... "Poor Saty wants a treehouse to get out of all the crowding here and I? Poor me, I sleep on the couch!" She threw herself backwards and dramticaly flung a hand up to her forehead, "Oh whatever are we going to do? No place for the little darling to sleep! When she gets here she'll be so dissapointed! *sob* What a way to start a life!" Keppit, trying to keep her anger in control, leaned on the counter and looked down at Ranald... "For starters, Jen and Gus both have very large lofts, and Saty has a loft here in the house as long as she wishes she's just a spoilt brat with no respect and a flare for destruction. She's also about as anti social as she could get and so if she want's to live in a tree in the backyard then so let her. Maybe it will calm her down a little and that's fine by me! Second, Dromi and Rusty like it in the tent, besides it's not like it's a little tent it's a state of the art high tech obsecenly expensive housetent, and I think they're fine out there. Third, I have a boyfriend who comes to visit me often and that means that I usually need the bed since it sleeps two. You do just fine on the sofa, it's a nice sofa, and you could sleep in the bed with me on nights that Fitz isn't here, but you kick me in your sleep." At this point Ranald shrugged and pinched Dromi's nose. " Lastly, she's already here and she doesn't need a large bed yet because she's still small." Keppit reached in her pocket and brought out the small toad plush with a grin... she was so pretty. Ranald jumped to her feet, sporting a quick shocked look before she broke out in a grin... "It's a Toad!" Keppit's mouth fell open... "No, she's actually a toad..." "looks like a frog to me!" Grinning ear to ear, Ran tried to take the Toad from Keppit, but she wasn't quick enough... Keppit leapt out of the way, and the two started a breif chase around the room, over the sofa and bed several times... "Frog!" - "Toad" - "Frog!" - "Toad" - "Frog!" - "Toad" - "Frog!" - "Toad" "Well whatever she is she looks just like you!" And with that Ranald dropped to the floor, helpless with laughter.... "Oh very funny. You're so funny... Don't you two say anything, she's bad enough!" Keppit placed the Toad plush lightly in her pocket and went back to looking for a shoebox to make a small bed out of... "Just keep you mitts off her you sadistic albino..." "Hey I resemble that remark." Ranald kicked Keppit's behind lightly, grabbed a hammer from off the table and ran from the cabin. Keppit sighed and fished the Toad plush from her pocket... "Welcome to the family my love."
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 10:37 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 8:53 am
 Tues April 12:: Recieved My toad Plush.... spent several hours spazzing over her existance (as I'm assured that it's a she) and then I zoomed home to show Ranald... Ranald was not impressed, but I don't care what she thinks. Then I Made up a shoebox pallate on the dressing stand and read her a bedtime story (the toad, not Ranald) "Three Billy Goats Gruff" Wed April 13:: I broke my arm while on my rollerblades. Gus was watching the Toad plush so I didn't see her much today, but I read her another bedtime story when I got back.... "Jack and the Beanstalk" Thurs Arpirl 14:: I spent the morning cleaning the house and keeping the poor plush out of Ranald's clutches... Jen left today so I haven't been thinking much about the plush again, I feel bad, but I can't think about anything but Jen.... I forgot to read a bedtime story. Fri April 15:: Jen is still gone so I've called Jen's cousin Tawn in hopes that he might be able to find him... Ranald has promised to leave the toad plush alone... the toad and I spent the day outside in the fresh air since it was such a lovely day... and this time I did remember to read a bedtime story.... "The Princess and the Pea." Sat April 16:: No Jen, Gus is getting wierd and I think it's Jen's dissapearance... Toad spent the day riding around in my pocket because Saty has come out of her perpetual gloom to mock and poke and both me and the toad... so we've been sticking together. I wish I cold think of a name for her... bedtime story came right on schedule... two chapters of "Mrs Frisby and the Rats of Nimh."
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2005 9:09 am
Sun April 17:: Not much more to do around the house... spent some time at the floppi center... the place looks as clean and tidy as ever, though less people seem to be showing up. I might give the place a makeover... But anyway Toad came with me and Tippin insists that she's a princess in diguise, but that he won't be the one to kiss her (he's no prince anyway) He says I should call her Rashanine.... I don't know why. Bedtime story... Two more chapters in "Mrs Frisby and the Rats of Nimh." Mon April 18:: Jen and Tawn came back! And they have great news, so I'm happy. Jen is fine and he's actually in a much better mood than he has been in a long time. Today little Toad was sitting on the counter as Ran and I fought over the car keys and Jen ran by, picked the little plush up and kissed her squarley on the head. Then he gave Ran a shove, stole the car keys and was out the door before I could even think... Now it could have been my imagination... I glanced at the Toad plush after that and I swear I think she looked a little happier.... so tonight I read her three chapters of "Mrs Frisby and the Rats of Nimh" and I also gave her a goodnight kiss... I don't know why I didn't before. Tues April 19:: I'm got bored this morning so I tried to play a game of checkers with Booker, but I ended up sending him outside because he couldn't sit still. In the lee of his absence I picked up a book and started to read, it was a book of Gus's and it was in German... that' when it occured to me that this little toad might want to learn other languages so I read a little bit of it outloud to her... I don't know if she got any of it... But I can try... Bedtime story was two chapters of "Mrs Frisby and the Rats of Nimh." a goodnight kiss and a "Guten abend gut schlafen" for my rainbow princess toad. Wed April 20:: Not much to say today... Toad and Booker and Rusty and I sat around watching television all morning and then after luch I we watched some more. Booker inisted on sitting in on tonight's bedtime story which was another chapter of 'Rats of Nimh' Thurs April 21:: This morning Jen got us all up early and made us help him paint the new Skull Monkey Headquarters... what a boring day it's been. Little Toad sat in my pocket all day long probably choking on paint fumes just like the rest of us... Rusty was practicing his reading in the corner so we had a little bit of entertainment. He was reading a book about King Aurthur and I found it really interesting. This evening was spend scrubing paint out of the fur of small Jivvin Sprites. Lucky that Toad was in my pocket, becuase she didn't have even a speck of paint on her. I was way to tired to read tonight. Fri April 22:: In response to yesterday I took all three sprites, Gus, Dromi, and Toad out to the local playground today. They all seemed to have a good time (Dromi and Rusty really get along well) I let Gus take the two older sprites, and Dromi kept an eye on Rusty, and of course that left me with Toad... I really need to think up a name for her. I held her up where she could see and tried to introduce her to a few things like slides, and mushrooms and things like that. We got a few strange looks from the other people there, but that just might be lack of zombies in the area. After spending most of the day outdoors we decided to have a picnic supper, and we sat around and listened to Rusty read out the rest of that King Aurthur story. goodnight kisses all around. Sat April 23:: I spent two hours this morning painting Pove's house (the Sm Hq) with Jen before I got irritated with him and had to leave. I had left Toad with Gus all morning, and upon my return he informed me that he was going to call her Anastasia... I don't know but I sort of like the name... I'll think about it. Not much else happened the rest of the day... I took Toad with me to the Grocery store, but other than that... Booker read her a bedtime story tonight.
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2005 6:18 pm
Sun April 24:: Spent the morning cleaning the house and arguing with Dromi. The silly beastboy insisted that he hadn't made any of the mess (and maybe he hadn't but still) and so he didn't have to help clean up. So he and Gus sat on the sofa arguing over Toad. Gus still wants to call her Anastasia, but Dromi wants to call her Rajah. So I rescued the little Toad plush from her brothers and took her away to help me cook dinner. Thanks to Booker's help we finished 'The Rats of Nimh' before my little sprites fell asleap. Mon April 25::So Today Booker decided that it was his turn to watch toad and I decided to let him. It's easier not to argue with jivvins I have learned. Don't let them get away with murder, but don't get in their way either. Booker's actually quite the little brainbox and he spent the day walking around with Anastasia Rajah toad on his back while pointing to things in the cabin and saying their names. Tonight Booker read a book about a lizard to us all as a bedtime story. Tues April 26:: I stopped into the Velveteen store this afternoon... just a sort of checkup and there was only a girl asleep on the sofa and her velveteen. A snake already a child named Sidney. He was very nice, and I helped my little rainbow Toad princess to enact a game with him... He called her Willie after the female character in 'Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark.' I thought that it was very sweet that he allowed her and I to play with him, and I must admit that the name Willie has stuck a little in my head..... He also said that he thinks he could remember a few fuzzy memories from when he was a plush and I can't explain how happy that makes me feel.... It's not all a waste of time.... She'll benefit from all the attention now, I know she will. That being said tonight I read the second half of the lizard story with a captive audience of three jivvin sprites, a plush toad and a dinosaur and Jivvin anthro both pretending not to listen. Wed April 27:: Today was yet another bout of cabin cleaning. Ranald decided that she was just going to waltz right in, mud on her boots and everything without a care in the world as to who was going to have to clean it up again. So after arguements were all done there I was wiping the mud up out of the carpet... but Ranald took pity on me and came back with Willie and set her down next to me for company. I think Ran was making fun of me, but it backfired. I like Willie's company. The bedtime story was a shortened version of Tom Thumb. Thurs April 28:: Jen the grumpy guts was in the cabin all day today... He was up in his loft digging though a trunk of his, and then when he couldn't find whatever it was he was looking for he dug through Gus's trunk. I went up to find out what he was doing when he turned to me and grinned then stole my eyepatch. On his way out the door he gave Willie a kiss and called her Canigi the pirate Toad. I swear I'll never be able to pick a name that all Willie's brothers will like. The bedtime story was a serries of poems about ducks. Fri April 29:: I spent the morning helping Rusty and Shade` with their reading, with little help fom Booker... I ended up sending him off to play with Willie (who he calls Nina) with his solemn promise to behave his little stripey behind. Booker ended up reading the bedtime story tonight, and to my shame I can't remember what it was because I fell asleap halfway through. Sat April 30:: We had a family meeting this morning to discuss the amount of fights and arguements that have been occouring. Ranald wasn't in unfortunately (she does tend to start most of them) ... and the major issue was that everyone seemed to want to do their own things... So Gus and I spent the afternoon coming up with rules and schedules while the sprites played with Willie... I did notice that they were all calling her diferent things (Nina, Mina, and Shade` calls her Princess) So I'm going to have to come up with a name soon to stop all this. The bedtime story was a very interesting peice about a ghost in the orient, but I don't remember the name.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 8:22 pm
Keppit writes::
It's always difficult to explain away a long absense, or to make excuses for a lack of presence... but I shall try.
I've been really busy over at the Skull Monkey Headquarters, and I've been working really absurd hours during night shifts and everything. Willie's not even interested in her journal yet let alone capable or writing in any sense of the form. Therefore it's left up to me to keep it all up and make sure things get written down... and I'm obviously really really really bad at it. Everyone says that, I know, but I'm really bad and I do feel bad.
The last few months have been both fun and interesting. I won't say bad or hard, but they've cetainly had their moments. Annastasia Rashanine Willamine Canigi is a wonderful addition to the family and I love her with all my heart. Not only me, but all the boys love her as much as I do. Saty's still having a hard time acting normal so she doesn't count. But I was talking about Willie. Willie now has a whole cupboard in the kitchen cove for her very own. She's got a little cannopy bed (curtousy of her cousin Tam) and small doll furniture, pegs on the wall with pictures of Gus, Jen, Droomi and Saty, Rusty, Booker and Shade`. It's a real nice setup as well. There's a light and carpet and a small table and chair. I know she's a toad but she really tries to be almost human sometimes, and I want her to have all the methods to be whatever she wants...
Which with her mind... could be anything.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 8:41 pm
Keppit writes::
There's something strange about Willie. I've been told that Velveteens have powers and I'd been prepared for something like super hopping or maybe even a slight manipulation of water, but Willie appears to be something of a hypnotist, or something like that... I dinnae ken how to explain it. I'll just write down the three worst things that have happened since Willie became sentient.
I was sitting at the breakfast table with Jen and Ranald. Willie was on the table staring at me (which is a little bit unnerving but I'll live) We were talking about nothing really, just what to do with the extra room at the Sm Hq, when Jen mentioned a jungle theme... all of a sudden I really knew that I was sitting in a jungle. It was so strange! I cannae recall seeing a jungle or anything like that, but I KNEW for a second that I was in the center of one... when I stopped to think about it I knew that I was in the cabin with my family, nothing was wrong. Jen was still talking as if nothing had happened, but when I looked up at Ranald I could tell by her expression that she had felt it too. willie was still staring at me.
Later on that same week I found myself in what I now refer to as 'Willie's Jungle' again. Ranald won't admit that she can see it too, but then again Ran is even more stubborn than me. I was sitting on the sofa just staring out the window thinking about how nice it was to be not doing anything when JUNGLE! When I realized that it had happened again I jumped up, but as soon as I did it was gone. And there was Willie in the good chair staring at me. It occured to me that it might be her doing, this jungle, but I let it go.
One month later Jen and I were working on a puppet for one of his shows, heads bent low, and nothing could distub us. I dinnae ken how long we had been there, but Jen suddenly asked me if I could see what he could see... I looked up and there was Willie's jungle again .... but only for a frusterating second. Judging by Jen's face he couldn't see it anymore either. I immediately decided to test my theory and yes... there was my youngest daugher the little princess toad sitting on the floor. I didnae know how long she'd been there, but I was betting it was a wee while at least. I remember sighing and shaking my head at her...
"Young lady, you and I have to have a talk.... please excuse us Jen..."
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2005 5:40 pm
Keppit writes::
well... I talked with my daughter. I sat her down and I explained privacy and invasion of privacy... I talked at length about pesonal space and how the inside of my head (and Ranald's for that matter) is not for her to go prying around in. She was told that she is NEVER to intrude upon ANYONE'S thoughts without their express permission, and even then they have to understand what's going to happen. I dinnae ken if she understood any of the concept, but I do know that she understands one thing...
she know's I'll be unbelievably mad if she breaks that rule...
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 9:15 pm
Keppit writes::
What is it with this jungle? Why whenever I accidentally intrude upon Willie's fantasies is she always dreaming of that place? It's dangerous and wet and green! The whole place makes me feel uncomfortable. I want to know where she got it from and why she can't come up with something else.
I think we may take up our storytime regime again.. if just to inspire her to create new, more habitable worlds for herself.
I think I'll start her off with Juster's "Phantom Tollbooth".
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2005 8:18 pm
Ranald has bad dreams.... Keppit was sitting in the living room by herself when the door flew open, admitting Ranald looking quite irritated. "Tell me why I keep finding myself in a jungle!? Here I am thinking that I'm going crazy simply because whenever I allow myself even a second to myself, I turn around and I'm standing in the middle of a jungle!!! AND not just ANY jungle, a full fledged jungle with trees all around, water dripping off the leaves, the smell of mold and must in the air, a short breeze flowing through, and I could swear that off in the distance I can hear the drums of a tribe of head hunters... I dinnae ken why I ken that they're head hunters in the first place, I just assume that it's part of the process of loosing my mind. Tell me I'm not losing my mind." Ranald stopped her tirade short and took a second to catch her breath. Keppit couldn't tell if Ran looked more worried or mad... "I'm sorry. I cannae make her stop." Keppit set aside the book she had been reading in order that she might give Ranald her full attention. "You cannae make who stop? I didnae ken what was going on, but one time when it happened I looked round and I saw you standing there as well... then I knew I wasnae losing my mind because you wouldnae be there.... right?" She sat down on the sofa across from Keppit... "I dinnae ken.. honestly." Keppit tossed a pillow at Ran... "Last time I lost my mind I found you." She smiled an honest smile. Ranald was, afterall, the physical manifestation of Zombie Keppit's psychological problems... until Keppit died she and Ran had been one person. "But who? who's doing this to me? Who can? and How?" she was just a mass of questions... "It just happened to me now, well right before I came in here, and I looked round and there wasnae anyone there... " "it's Willie... Willie has some kind of hallucination ability... but so far I think it only works with you and me and Jen... Me because Willie and I have a sort of mental link, you becuase you and I have special connections, and Jen... I dinnae ken about Jen, but I do ken that he's seen the jungle." Keppit stopped to think... she knew the jungle... she really did, and she'd never really been there. "But WHY a jungle? Why not a racetrack, or a tower, or a dungeon lair?" "Sshhh... you'll give her ideas, she could be anywhere around here." Keppit glanced around... as far as she was concerened the jungle was fine... "Kep. Why a jungle?" Ran threw the pillow back... She had thought about this... why the jungle? "The first time she met another velvet was when She and Sidney and I played a game. Sid picked the setting and he chose a jungle and headhunters.... I dinnae think that Willie even knows why she thinks about the jungle all the time... she just does." Keppit paused... "She probably thinks about other places as well, but they're not strong enough to come through to us." "Well make her stop! I'm tired of this!" Ranald was suddenly angry again... "I cannae. I dinnae think that she's doing it on purpose either... I think she's just too close to you or I sometimes and we get caught in her fantasies... " Ranald rolled her eyes... "Why are you and you're 'children' so damn wierd?" Keppit smirked up at Ran... "You're part of my damn wierd family you ken... " "I may be that, but at least I live here in the real world." She got to her feet and walked to the bed.... "Why me?" "I already explained that... " Keppit picked up her book and started to read again... she'd have to have another talk with Willie about real and fiction... somewhat soon...
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