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 Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2006 12:16 am
- Disclaimer - Fyrn is copywrite to - Anna Rammon / Aaron Arrikanez
Rouge is copywrite to - Anna Rammon / Aaron Arrikanez
Rouge's ART is copywrite to - Naraka
Velveteens are copywrite to - Iris_Virus and The Velveteen Toychest
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2006 12:18 am
[ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ] Wednesday, August 04, 2004 Dear Journal,Today was pretty much the same as yesterday, and the day before. A whole lot of nothing. I miss Naraka badly. I haven't talked to Ms. Iris yet about him... but I want to know where he's gone. I couldn't stop crying when I snuck back into the shop for bed, but I think I've gotten over that now. I've got on the doggy shirt that he got me, the tennis-shoes, socks, and jeans. Rouge is nosing around in my stuff. I found this journal laying out on the table. It's got my name on thr front in gold lettering, and Rouge's in silver. I know Naraka didn't leave it for me. Neither did Ms. Iris or Mr. Saeru. I don't know who left it, but I know that I have to use it to get out these feelings in me and such. And to talk about Rouge, and my life at the shop. Rouge's big for a squirrel. I read some books that were in the back room, and I found a dictionary, and looked up "Red Squirrel". Rouge's about a foot and a half bigger than his species is supposed to be. Doesn't matter to me, more to hug. He seems a little preoccupied with my health and such. I dunno really what he expects to happen, but he hovers around me like he wants to catch me if I fall or something. He's also taken to reading over my shoulder when I read the books I can find in the back room. It's funny! When he can't get a word, he'll start chittering like mad, and that'll make me giggle, and we both end up laughing. It's nice. But anyway. I think that's enough writing, my hand's sore.
~FYRN~ & -=ROUGE=- Saturday, August 07, 2004 Haven't really been in the shop that much. I guess I'm scared to be seen without Naraka, y'know? I just.... I dunno... I don't want to... well... I don't want to make a complete fool of myself, and get kicked out with Rogue. I know it sounds stupid, or silly, or something like that... But... I just don't have a place to go... and even if I did... I like it here. Rouge's told me time and time again to stop being silly, and thinking everyone's against me. I DON'T think everyone's against me - I just don't think I stand much of a chance to be liked... without Naraka around. Afterall, what am I but a small child? I'm annoying as is. Even if people try to hide it, I know that's what they're thinking. I just wish I knew how to deal with things better, without the person I'd like to call my dad....
~Fyrn~ Monday, August 09, 2004 Snuck around behind Naraka the other day - I don't think the other knew I was there, but I know Naraka did, cause I think he can hear my heartbeat and breathing. Which is kinda cool... but bad when you're trying to find someone undetected. I slunk off after a while to let Naraka, and Ms. DDB talk on their own. Back to Rouge, who was watching over the kitten that I'd saved. I brought it back to the shop afterwards. When it's well again, I'll look for a home for it - just as I have always done. Seems the strays here caught my reputation from my real world.
~Fyrn~ Tuesday, September 07, 2004 Naraka and I went out today! He took me out to eat, and was suprised when I ate an entire steak. Then we went out for ice-cream. We talked about things, and the meaning of Love, and the way that I sometimes hear what other people are thinking. I have to try and stop that. I think Saeru hates me... even though Naraka said he didn't. I still think he does...He's not been to see me, or even looked at me... I'm sad. But... I've got Naraka and Ms. Iris. And Ms. Iris leaves me treats sometimes, and sometimes gets some for Rouge too! I like living in the shop. But sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be a normal kid... going to school and such... But I can't. I'm the only one of me in the this world... I've not seen anyone else with my kind of... abnormalties like I have. Dad never told me what I was - and mom was too angry for me to ask her anything. Why? Did I do something wrong? Why did he cut out my tongue, and tell me I'd die if I returned? Why?
~Fyrn~ Wednesday, November 03, 2004 I'm going to school now, and school's a big responsibilty! Rouge's had to make sure I have my stuff. I'm getting to know people a LOT! And I've got a lot of homework and stuff. Rouge says that when he's more grown and such, he can come to school with me! I'm so excited! I've got pencils and pens and crayons, and a lot of picture-books! I'm learning math, too, like.. did you know seven times seven is forty-nine? I didn't, and now I do! I think I'm going to like school. And I'm going to do good too, so Mr. Naraka doesn't pull me out of school like another kid got pulled out this week.
~Fyrn~ Tuesday, November 09, 2004 School is HARD! Rouge makes sure I do my homework though. I like homework, kinda. It gives me something to do. Our homework today was a lot of coloring. I can't color in the lines yet, like some of the kids can, but the teacher said that it was ok, and I would learn to do it in time. People here don't seem to mind that I look kinda odd. A girl came up to me, and even said she thought it was cool! I think I like her. Her name is Jessica, and she said her parents are from a place called Earth. I've never heard of Earth, but I'm sure it's a nice place if Jessica comes from it. Rouge went to pick me up from school today. It's kinda a long walk, so I have to get up early to start. I woke up at about 5:00 AM this morning - or at least that's what the clock said. I kinda woke Mr. Naraka really quickly, then he went back to sleep. I'll try not to wake him tommorow. I don't want him to know that I'm waking up that early, and that I don't have a ride. I told him I did. I just don't want to make him take me to school - cause he doesn't like being out during the day. Rouge said to try and get someone to give me a ride, or find a carpool I could be in. I'm not a car, though - and it's not even Summer, so that really didn't make sense.
~Fyrn~ Monday, January 17, 2005 I went back into the shop a couple weeks ago, and people were there. I got a present, and so did Rouge. Was cool. I'm going back in soon enough - I've got some stuff I need to "say" and some stuff I want to show Rouge - and I think Rouge likes that little flying-squirrel Velvet. He sure doesn't act it, but I think he does. I started sketching what I remembered of her, and he stole it from me, and put it up on the wall, and won't let me touch it. Heh. Rouge's in Loooooove! Eh, had to happen sometime I suppose. But y'know? I'm not gonna do anything to "help it along" at all. That just seems kinda stupid to me, and something tells me that it wouldn't do much good anyway. I'm gettin' good grades in school, and my teachers love me. Rouge seems fine staying at home while I'm in school. He doesn't destroy anything or whatnot. It's kinda neat when he greets me as I come home from the school. He's a great friend, no matter what the other kids at school say about me having a pet squirrel.
~Fyrn~ Tuesday, January 25, 2005 Yeeesh. I'm MORTIFIED. I was playing around with some music I had borrowed from one of my friends at school, and doing air-guitar. I didn't think anyone was there, or if there was anyone, that they'd hear! Next thing I know, the entire motley crew is tramping down the stairs to watch me make a fool of myself. Oh kill me now, sweet fate. Grar. Well, I might not be able to live it down, but I'm not gonna let it get to me.
~Fyrn~ Friday, September 30, 2005 Dear Journal,Where should I start? I suppose, by saying hello. Again. If I began with what I have seen, and what I have done, we could be here forever. So hello. Again. My name is Fyrn - I am fourteen, and have a red squirrel for a confidante and best friend. Strange, ne? Not as much so as you might think. So where do I begin?
Let's start at my first trip back through the portal...
I learned that I was not in the right place, or the right time, the first time the portal sent me whirling through space and probability. I had gotten curious, and walked through it, having no idea what would happen. Naraka - if he's still alive - will kill me if he finds out. But at any rate. I didn't know where I was.
It turns out, I was on a quaint little planet named Cyranima. A planet of herbavores, anthropologists, and wildlife. Well, that's over-simplifying. It was a strange planet. The portal - of course - vanished the moment I stepped out of it, and I was immediately swarmed by a mass of educated quacks, wanting to know what I was - who I was, what I weighed, how my systems worked, how I breathed, and how my heart and lungs sounded when under stress. I don't really trust scientists - and this was just about the most nerve-wracking thing I'd ever been through. The lot of them were barking mad. It was a planet inhabited by lunatics, and there was something a little scary about walking in a place where everyone but your best friend and yourself was almost literally barking up the wrong tree, 24/7. Some earthen Psychologists would have had a blast there, I'll tell you that much.
The place was, however, beautiful. Not a cloud in sight, perfectly green sky, with the pink and purple grasses swaying in the colorful wind. Yeah. Like I said. Strange planet. You don't tend to realize just how much you start to miss home - until you leave it.
I had come to consider the Velveteen shop my home - and here I was, THOUSANDS of light-years away from it, or anything approaching recognizable. Lost, alone, scared, being poked and prodded. All I had to keep ME sane was Rogue. Thank the gods for that plucky little one. I don't think I would have made it off the FIRST planet without him.
Which happened to be on a spacecraft called the 87 Special O.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2006 12:20 am
Dear Journal,
Wow. It's been a while since Fyrn last wrote here. I'm not surprised. Poor boy needs almost round-the-clock supervision these days. He's been arrested, released, given checkups, mentally evaluated... lots of different things.
Oh - this is Rouge. Yeah - I finally earned my hands, and learned to write. I've got a nifty new stethoscope, too - and I'm starting to make some new friends - it's pretty neat, seeing things for a different perspective nowadays. But anyway.
Yeah - I've been doing well. The only problem is that I... well... I stutter. I suppose it's because I was chattering so much as an animal. And now that I look back, that's probably the cause. My vocal cords are so used to... jumping - that they kinda forgot how not to. I'm working on it.
I'm also working on a story that I'm writing by myself, about a boy who gets locked inside a haunted hospital, and he's hurt, and the ghost-doctors have to take care of him. It's pretty nifty.
Well - this pen's almost out of ink - so I guess I'll be seeing you later, journal-o'-mine.
Rouge
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2006 3:08 pm
Dear Journal,
Rouge again! Been only a bit since I've written. Well - ok - more than a bit, but still. I've met this really cool little mouse named Trea. She's very nice, and I think she likes me! I gave her a checkup, and she seemed a little nervous, but that seems to be the case with most people around doctors. I guess I've got to get used to it. But anyway.
Met Lusiphur - he's a spider. He BIT me. Well, ok, I attacked him first. He's really very nice, and once our misunderstanding was cleared up, he warmed right up to me, and I to him. He has this weird little pet... it looks like him but mixed with a humanish thing. Sort of weird, really. But anyway - Lus and I have an understanding now. I'm going to have to invite him over sometime. He's still in animal form so he can't talk, but he's hella intelligent. Anyway - Almost done with the first part of my story - It's going to be a cool story! I'll get it up pretty soon.
Rouge
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 5:14 pm
Dear journal,
I'm boooooored. Willow's supposed to be coming over later this week, but I'm still bored! I want to throw a part, but Fyrn said no. He's still not feeling very good, so his boyfriend is pretty worried. OH yeah. I forgot all about that.
Kyle's living with us now. He's a wolf-boy, and he's pretty nice, I guess. I don't think I've ever met someone LIKE him, so I really don't have much to judge on.
In other news! I'm almost done with the first part of my story!... I know, it's taken for friggen ever, but I'm almost done with it, and it'll be posted soon, too. I just hope people like it...
That's pretty much all I have to say for now...
Rogue
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