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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 4:33 pm
Hey, there... This is Tykier. Mom... Er... Eve hasn't been home in two months, so... I'm in charge of Kyler and the rest of the family... Oh, joy! Nothing's going on right now, except for the fact that Tui and La are trying to fly. Again. They're flapping around, giving trouble for Kyler, and letting feathers fly. Literally.
Man... Maybe I should get a 'second-in-command' person for taking care of the house. I can't be the only one who takes care of my siblings! It gives me too much stress! I hope Mom comes back home soon. I don't know HOW she does it! I know she's magic, and that she uses her magic for good! But still... I only know how to heal others and to be empathic!
I should get a 'second-in-command' soon because I'm leaving to go to Hell with Mr. Vampy to retrieve a new Wrath demon/ess. Ugh... I just hate the guy. He's too scary to be around. But still. I should be excited! I'm getting to go to a real celestial realm! Where my Wrathful blood originates!
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 5:04 pm
((This journal basically has punched holes in it... This will be Braille...))
Hi. I'm Kyler... I am a kid from a scary place called Seven of Seven. I was made from the DNA of the Lust demon and Kindness angel. I have two tentacle wings named Tui and La, they are very friendly.
I am really happy for this month! Santa Claus is coming! I can't wait! I hope he comes to our house! I wanna meet him so badly! Tykier says that we can make cookies for him to eat! I wanna make cookies for Santa and Edes! I love Edes! He's so nice to me, and he has a soothing voice! When I first met him, we both fell asleep! And I liked the smell of his hair, too! It smelled really nice. I hope I can see him again.
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 9:09 am
It would be on a Saturday that you open your mail box (if you have one) and notice there is a rather thick envelope stuffed in there. There is no postage stamp and a very vague return address. But you recognize the font and the company's name. 'Seven of Seven Inc' scrawled in majestic font across the upper left hand corner. As you open it, you may strangely find yourself drawn to the letter, there is a mass of notes inside. They read as follows:
Letter Congratulations! You have managed to succeed in raising your child. (IE: Not killing him or her or getting killed yourself. Haha we kid of course.) We would like an update from you on the following: Guardians Name: Child's Name: Sin: Virtue: Gender: Current Attitude: Likes: Dislikes: Any abnormal growths: (if any, example: Feathers molting, horns growing larger, scars ) Current hair style: Current clothing preferences: Dominant celestial trait: (The sin or virtue) Please summarize in your own words how difficult or easy it was taking care of your child. Did you manage to care for them in a kindly fashion? Or were you forced to discipline them? As well do not be alarmed if you suddenly find your child achieving a massive growth spurt in the next little while. We are finding that the children from our facility have strange growing patterns and are rather unpredictable. Although please let us know if anything unexpected occurs. Sincerely the technicians from Seven of Seven Inc. Ps. Please just leave your letter back in your mail box one you have completed it our courier will pick it up. Thank you.
You would notice the letter seems overly friendly...strange since the scientist were so ...cold before.
(Just take the from Guardians name to Dominant Celestial trait and pm it to the mule, the summarization doesn't have to be long just have fun with it.)
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 6:01 pm
sevenofsevenmule It would be on a Saturday that you open your mail box (if you have one) and notice there is a rather thick envelope stuffed in there. There is no postage stamp and a very vague return address. But you recognize the font and the company's name. 'Seven of Seven Inc' scrawled in majestic font across the upper left hand corner. As you open it, you may strangely find yourself drawn to the letter, there is a mass of notes inside. They read as follows:Letter Congratulations! You have managed to succeed in raising your child. (IE: Not killing him or her or getting killed yourself. Haha we kid of course.) We would like an update from you on the following: Guardians Name: Child's Name: Sin: Virtue: Gender: Current Attitude: Likes: Dislikes: Any abnormal growths: (if any, example: Feathers molting, horns growing larger, scars ) Current hair style: Current clothing preferences: Dominant celestial trait: (The sin or virtue) Please summarize in your own words how difficult or easy it was taking care of your child. Did you manage to care for them in a kindly fashion? Or were you forced to discipline them? As well do not be alarmed if you suddenly find your child achieving a massive growth spurt in the next little while. We are finding that the children from our facility have strange growing patterns and are rather unpredictable. Although please let us know if anything unexpected occurs. Sincerely the technicians from Seven of Seven Inc. Ps. Please just leave your letter back in your mail box one you have completed it our courier will pick it up. Thank you. You would notice the letter seems overly friendly...strange since the scientist were so ...cold before.
(Just take the from Guardians name to Dominant Celestial trait and pm it to the mule, the summarization doesn't have to be long just have fun with it.)
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 9:29 am
Kyler lied on his stomach in his bed. He hasn't heard from Adelle or Fitzroy in a while... The teen balled up, and cried. No one wanted him. He felt that if he would die right now, that no one would care in the slightest. Tui and La were worried for Kyler as much as Tykier was. But Tykier thought it would be best to leave his younger brother alone. To search his feelings.
He clung to his pillow for comfort, even if Tui and La were purring, and cooing him, he did not feel at ease. There must have been someone out there for me! There just has to be!
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