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Username: iStoleYurVamps
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Entry: [[Quest parent-o]

Dorian was not sure he should be following advice given to him by a man he had only met as a friend of a friend who knew of a story where this had all ended in a warm, heartfelt tale of love and wonder. To Dorian, children were curious little things prone to being awkward and often confusing as they never seemed to able to decide if they really just wanted something because it was their, or because someone else had it first.

In that sense okay, he wasn't too different than children but they were small he was not and they needed help with things and had to get fed and dressed and bathed and- As Dorian walked up to the orphanage he sighed heavily tapping a bit of dirt from his shoes. He wanted to take care of someone. He was lonely, and kids needed role-models. He was an excellent one. That's what he'd been told anyway, and he had the income to support a child and well- the kids needed homes. He had one and a room for said child. It would help them and help him. Give him something to look forward to.

He'd done his research, done his numbers, his counseling, he was positive he could do this even if he was.. hesitant. It would be good it would be.-
A small tug on his pant leg showed he'd already attracted one. It made him stop walking peering down at the youngling with a sort of suspicion. Did children just latch onto people like that? They shouldn't, what if they attached to a leg and got knocked over?
"Pardon, but you would mind letting go of my leg?" The chil looked up at him and slowly, let go of his pant. They remained fixated, staring at Dorian until after a short while, Dorian realize they were just sort of... not doing much.
"...Do you want to go inside?" A tiny nod of the head, yet no movement.
Yet another sigh passed Dorian's lips as he offered his hand down. "You may hold my hand if you like. Holding my pant leg and I'd have just knocked you over."
The reaction was immediate, tiny hands grabbing his own and getting as close as possible yet remaining out of the way for walking.

It was cute in a way, and had Dorian smiling a bit. Children, really, such fickle things.

Argent here

Username: Natsuko-neko
Do Not's: Pretty good with anything though I am iffy on cyclops

Entry: [NPC Parent]

Alex tapped the pen to his bottom lip in thought as he stared at the blank paper on the desk before him. He had thought long and hard on what he was about to do and even though he had come to the conclusion that yes, he was going to try to adopt, he hadn't figured out the way he would word the letter. At least not in a way that perfectly clicked. He purposefully didn't look at the balled up paper sitting in his trash can as he once again put the pen to the paper and started to write.


~Hello,

My name is Alex and while I have no partner, and I have no living family left, I would very much love to give an orphan a family of their own. I would ask to be allowed to adopt so that one less child would be left feeling unwanted, unloved, and alone. Any child I adopt would never be left wanting love, or left needing any necessities. Any child I welcome into my house would find themselves welcomes with open arms, someone willing to spend time with them, someone to help them grow up to be the best they could be. If I can give a child a happy, loving, fulfilling existence, then I would be very grateful.

Thank you for your time,
Alex~

While Alex wasn't sure they would pick a child out for him or if they would have him come in to meet the children to choose, he decided to make a letter for any child he might be allowed to adopt as well. No matter what he planned on making sure any child he adopts gets it and he started to write the letter with a soft smile.

~~Hello little one,
My name is Alex and I hope you are as excited to be coming home with me as I am. I promise to always be there for you no matter the circumstances. Don't be afraid to let me know of your likes and dislikes, your hobbies and your dreams. I promise to help you achieve your goals to the best of my abilities, to help you reach for the star should you choose. I look forward to becoming a family with you, even if a small one, so lets give it our all.
Your ....~~

He paused as he finished the second letter, unsure how to end it. Would it be presumptuous to address is a 'your father'? Should he go with something more neutral? After a few minutes of thought he finally ended the letter with these last words:

~~...Your hopeful father
Alex~~

Username: Avid_RPer18
Do Not's: Four and more eyes. Otherwise, have fun!

Entry: [Quest parents ahoy~]


The plan had always been for a large family. The trio had a lot of love to give and the quiet house was a sort of byproduct of this. Their daughter was off at college and the three of them were planning on buying a couple of soul stones in a month or so to continue on with the baby love. When Eudoxia and Berk had imbued the stone that became their daughter, Dana had entered their lives very shortly after. They had opted to wait to let their new arrangement settle and for them to best prepare their home for a child. To cement their bond and ties as a family, Dana was the one to awaken the stone so that each parent had a part in bringing their baby into the world. It had been beautiful.

After dinner Doxi had been sitting on the couch, awash in nostalgia as she flipped through the family album, she hadn't noticed when the menfolk in her life joined her on the sofa, at least until they leaned in to sandwich her properly. She had looked between the two of them, kissing them each on the cheek. "Remember her first flying lessons?" She asked, looking down at the lightly yellowed childish drawing tucked into the pages.

Berk, who had been acting flight instructor, laughed heartily at the memory and nodded with a sigh. Dana shook their head, patting their hand over the heart, though a smile graced their face. "By the Nine, I thought I was going to just about expire right then and there, but it was so very wonderful watching her learn. Just drinking in every lesson and trick you taught her, Berk." The two of them just beamed at the recollection.

With the parental love sufficiently warmed up, Doxi let go of the album to lace her fingers with those of the lights of her life. "My loves, I know the plan was to wait a month or so and buy a couple of stones for the three of us to imbue together, and I still very much want to do this, but what if we adopted as well? We can be a home and a family to some little orphan out there, give them the chance to have what we didn't when we were their age." Sure, the caretakers at the Academy had been wonderful, but there was something special to be said about parents. "They wouldn't be alone like Nel was. After they get settled and we're certain they're happy, we can still get the stones we're planning on. They'd have a couple of little siblings to play with." Her heart swelled at the thought of the sound of three or four little freshlings playing together, laughing, talking, each getting tucked into bed at night. "We can do it. I know we can. Don't you both think we've got room for another little light in our lives?"

The rest of the conversation was relatively brief, but enthusiastic and heartfelt. An accord was reached and the triad decided to divide and conquer. Doxi and Berk went to scope out rooms and spaces available within their home, while Dana slipped off to their study. The Litch withdrew a blank piece of paper and a pen, setting themselves to the task of writing a note to the orphanage to express their desire to adopt a child.

To whom it may concern -

I am writing to you on behalf of my family, those I already hold near and dear in my heart, and the member that has yet to find their way into our motley household. We've been of the mind to grow our family of late and that is our purpose writing to you now. We've never adopted before, but it's an avenue that we're eager to explore. None of us knew our own parents as youngsters, so becoming parents in our own right was exciting, very enlightening, and certainly taught us a thing or two. Now, with our daughter off in college, my partners and I feel we are ready to open our homes to a child in need of just that, a home, a family. Though we've seen our daughter through to university, we don't wish for the child raising chapter of our lives to end with her. This is why we are writing to you, whomever you may be, whatever job you may hold. I don't know how to best convey the sincerity of our desire. Just know that for the family member who has yet to come home to us, we will do our absolute best to provide all of the care and love they may need. There is no shortage of those things in this house. We're so looking forward to giving of ourselves again. Please help us to make our family more complete. Help us bring our family member-to be home.

Respectfully yours,

Satisfied he got the point across, Dana left plenty of space at the bottom of the letter beneath 'Respectfully yours , '. He signed his own signature, considered the note overall and brought it out to the kitchen where Doxi and Berk were standing, puzzling over room arrangements. The Litch smiled to their loves as they entered. "We should all sign, I feel, to let whomever may be in charge know that we're all in this together, a unified front." Extending the letter and pen out to their partners, they took a deep calming breath as the letter was given a looking over. "Does it look and sound alright?"

Doxi looked up from the letter, flashed him a winning smile, and plopped the letter down on the counter, signing it near the bottom alongside Dana's name. She slid it over to her Chimera mate, laying the pen down alongside the page. She moved to the Litch's side, taking their hands in hers. "It's pretty darn perfect, Dana. Thank you." She kissed him and looked to Berk as he finished signing his name.

The Chimera looked up, carefully folding the letter into thirds. "My darlin's, I think we've got a real chance here. Let's send this on and make an appointment to visit the kids while we're at it."

Username: Cinnamon Panda
Do Not's: More than three eyes/cyclops.. I guess preferably not multiple pupils either

Entry: Amber was actually nervous. This was pretty rare for her, but also what she was about to do was something she had been thinking about for a while now. Her roommate, Yue, was discussing having kids with her partner, and while Amber didn't have anybody like that in her life, over time she'd started feeling like she would love to be a parent as well. Imbuing a stone on her own was still a little outlandish in her mind, but there were plenty of orphans in need of loving families. That was a good enough way to get started, in her opinion. Now, hopefully she could connect with one of the children well enough..

After a moment of going over the technicalities and such with the staff, she entered the playroom, looking over the little freshlings absorbed in various activities. She had brought a bag of Hallowed Haunt treats and toys with her to share with the kids, and soon enough she was surrounded by little eyes staring at her as she began handing out the sweets and toys.
A few children however didn't join the group, instead they stayed at the back of the room, simply looking at the imp timidly.

Once the flock was gone from around her and all the other kids were enjoying their treats, she made her way to the quiet little group, smiling widely as she sat down at their table. "What are you guys up to?" she asked in a friendly manner. The freshlings looked at each other, and finally one of them spoke up. "We, um.. we're playing cards. We didn't wanna go with the others, they're so noisy."
Amber chuckled and nodded a little, and then she noticed another child at the table was looking at her bag with doe eyes. "D-do you still have any of those treats left, Miss?" they asked in a small voice. "Do I? I may have just saved the best for last~" she whispered playfully, immediately took the bag on her lap and handed out the remaining goodies to the kids.

"So.. mind if I play with you guys for a while?" she asked then, leaning closer in with the little group. All of them nodded, dealing her a hand of cards as well, and briefly going over the rules of their game. Over the span of the next few hours, she slowly managed to get the kids to open up about their life at the orphanage, about their interests, their favorite subjects at the academy and various other things. One child in particular seemed to begin taking a shine to her, eventually scooting a little closer to her and even snuggling into her tail.
One by one, the kids began to tire out, and Amber helped the orderlies get them all to bed. Before leaving, she went back into the office, asking if it would be possible to make the arrangements for one particular child to come back home with her..

Geyser Eelborn here! Colored sclerae, spiral pupils. Colored by Geyser.

Username: Lady Argentum Draconis
Do Not's: Single Eye, Multi-eye, Multi Pupil, Weird Mouths, Shark Mouths (little fangs are fine)

Entry: [Quest Parent]

Colleen slipped into the orphanage and took a deep breath. There was evidently an open house going on today and while she didn't really approve of children being paraded around like livestock at auction, she supposed that perhaps for these city folk if you didn't trot out the poor dears and make them do their "tricks" they'd never get noticed. Wasn't fair. Least when her parents had died she'd had an aunt to take her in. Granted at the time she hadn't known she had an aunt, a falling out between her and her father some years prior to her even being imubed, but at least it had been something. That had all it had been at first, something. Maeve, her aunt, of course, hadn't wanted her brother's daughter invading her home anymore than Colleen had wanted to be there. It had gotten better though, slowly but surely.

Maeve had clothed her and fed her and raised her right, so wasn't it right she try to give back to some poor child that had suffered a tragedy that was no fault of their own? She'd done the math, even with her taking classes at Leviathan and working, she could swing this, provided she passed muster. Little did the kids know they weren't the only ones being checked over with a fine tooth comb. She smiled a bit at that, feeling just a touch better about this situation she'd put herself in. She picked up a clipboard along with a pen and took a seat to fill out the paperwork that even allowed her to catch the smallest glimpse of a child and once finished gave it to the individual behind the counter. She then took a seat to wait for them to pronounce her fit or otherwise.

It only took twenty minutes, but it honestly felt like forever before someone came into the waiting room and guided her back to the playroom where the children were carrying on. Colleen was then told she an hour to observe and interact with as many of the childern as she liked and after that could arrange a one on one meeting with her favorites. The redhead bristled a bit. "Favorites." What if they were all her favorite? She wanted to make a snappy retort but decided against it and simply nodded and made her way into the room.

She was swamped almost the minute the youngsters noticed her, and they reminded her strongly of kiddens when you had a carrot, all wide eyes and eager tail wags, well those that had tails, even then she was pretty sure those that didn't were still wagging them. She smiled and laughed and tried to remember names but there were just so many, her head was honestly spinning after five minutes.

An hour went by fast though and eventually she'd at least spoken to a majority of the children even the shy ones in the corners. There were a few that had struck a cord with her but none seemed just...right? Was that an okay feeling to have in this situation? She glanced up at the clock and saw she still had fifteen minutes left on her hour, most of the children, however had scattered back to their own devices in the last five minutes or so. She stood up from the spot on the floor she'd been occupying and dusted off her skirt. She supposed she could go set up the private meetings now...did she really want one though? She brushed hair behind her ear and made for the door that lead to the hall and as she closed it she heard a very small sound, a sniffle?

She turned her head and out of the corner of her eye saw a small child peeping from around a door way. "What are ya' doin' out here, little one?" she asked gently going over and kneeling down just in front of the child.

" 'M sick." came the sniffly response and the girl proceeded to wipe her nose on the back of her sleeve. "Suppos' to be in bed."

Colleen tilted her head slightly and appraised the child. "Then why aren' ya in bed? Ya won' get better if ya don' rest." she said gently.

"I know." the girl looked down at the floor and shuffled a bit before looking back up at her. "But i's open house day...an' I won' get adopted if 'm in bed..." there were tears in the corner of those eyes.

"No' this time, no." Colleen agreed. "But there will still be other times, right?"

The girl stamped her foot slightly in protest. "I always am gettin' sick though! An' it's feels like I always miss open house day! I never get to meet anyone!" a few tears escaped, but the girl's little tantrum caused her to start coughing, causing Colleen to frown and reach over and rub her back until she stopped.

She wondered how much was childish elaboration and how much was true, but decided to to give the girl the benefit of the doubt. "Suppos' that is rough, but yer health is still most important, little one. Standin' in cold hallways won' help you much."

Downcast eyes, small voice. "I know. I jus', I jus'..." the tears were real now and one hit Colleen's hand that was resting on her knee.

The Demoness' heart broke a bit then, and she gently tugged the child into her arms and gave her a hug. "There, there. There, there. It'll be alright." she gently rocked them from side to side as she got the tears to stop. She then pulled back and used her thumb to carefully wipe away the stragglers and tilted the girl's head up to hers. "What's yer name?" she asked.

"Celandine."

Colleen nodded and then stood up. "Okay, Celendine. I'll be righ' back. Don' move." she gave the girl a smile and then went in search of the woman who'd escorted her to the play room. She knew who she wanted her meeting with.

Ember with a drop for you! A Mutated Chimera with smaller wings and tail. This one will never be able to fly ...


Username: Static Impulse
Do Not's: Prefee no cyclopes anything is fine.

Entry: [NPC/Potential Quest Parent]

I write to you in my wishes to do something truely meaningful in my life time. Much of that life has been spent on self gain, and while I do not regret my time focused on work as I have had some truely wonderful experiences with friends and co- workers alike, I want to make more cherrished memories with a family. I have so much to give, a wealth of love, time, and security. It would be such a waste to eventually leave this life without ever knowing the joys of parentood so I would like to give a happy home to a child that can call me mother and likewise a child that I can call daughter or son.

Attached to this letter are identification documents and the nessicary paperwork in order to adopt. I look forward to visiting the Orphanage this Thursday, please have your end of the paperwork finished by that time.

Regards, Argona Pryd

Setting down their quill and leaning back in their chair Argona read over her letter a few more times. Was she coming off as desperate? Was the letter too short and informal? Working for the vast majority of her life has left her feel awkward in affairs that were not entirely formal. The process of adoption let alone parenthood were all uncharted waters for her. Perhaps this is why even now sitting in the comfort of her own home she felt anxtious waiting for her appointment at the orphanage. This whole experience was both exciting, frightful and left her longing to have the child at home and settled.

Rising from her chair she took one last glance at the letter before slipping it in an envelope and sealing it before heading of for bed. She had a lot to prepare for in the upcoming days and she didn't want to have anything left undone that might cause the child added stress upon moving in.

Username: Torvil
Do Not's: There are no mutations which I cannot handle.

Entry: Theon had been, for the longest time, a very lonely man. Most viewed the demon male as well, a bumbling failure. It was true, his somewhat forgetful nature had led to more accidents in the alchemy lab than he'd care to admit. It wasn't that he chose to be forgetful, it was just that... he worried about the future so. Many had told him to get a familiar or three but in truth - such things were horrid conversationalists. And since romantic partners were, well, nonexistent, his future was looking, well, rather grim.

It was this fact, perhaps, that prompted him to write the letter that he did to the orphanage. The following is the missive he penned to the Orphanage:

To whom it may concern,

My name is Theon, and I am an Alchemist of... middling regard. I will be honest, if you were to ask my colleagues (for I have no friends) I am a complete and bumbling fool. But, I have a large heart, and I wish most desperately to pass on my knowledge of the world to the next generation. As I am a man of no romantic prospects (or hope thereof - see above), I am left to but one resort. Adoption.

Know that any freshling tended to my care would be well cared for and loved - and treated just as if they were of my soul. I know it is a difficult decision for you - the placement of these poor orphan freshlings - but know that I will spare no expense to see that they are provided for. My only wish is to care and provide for our future.

- Sincerely, Theon

The letter - a bit more ink blotted and stained than he would have liked, was swiftly placed in an envelope and mailed. There was nothing left to do but wait - and hope.