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 Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 2:34 am
 01.15 Navigation
--Child Narayan--
2.15 -JD commenting on Narayan's "biggness" [Dear Diary]
3.15 - My father is crazy [Dear Diary]
4.15 - School lunch! [PRP]
5.15 - Blue dragons. [PRP]
6.15 - The wind and winged beings. [PRP]
7.15 - The Phone Call [PRP]
8. 15 - Little Boys are little boys...right? [Journal]
9. 15 - Special Skill Test
10. 15 - Libraries are good... right? [PRP]
11.15 - Exhibitionist! 8D [PRP]
Not Written Up Yet
12.15 - Vaccination [PRP]
13.15 - Final letter by JD to DCORP [Journal]
Planned for le future
14.15 - Movies are good. Right? [PRP]
15.15 - Shopping...? [PRP]
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 12:24 am
 02.15 Biggness is a word.
To whom it may concern,
Narayan has certainly grown... larger. He's a little bit taller, which we only noticed because the seamstress had to adjust most of his new clothing. The toddler has turned into a child! And I'm afraid to say, is more trouble too. Do I recieve any insurance, damage costs for the fact that he's a trouble maker? I believe I have the right to.
Narayan is still the same, more or less. He's become more interesting in other areas of his academic life- that is to say, more interested in how to dodge out of his classes. He's not incredibly smart, and these days, even less so.
I blame the heat, myself.
The boy has a very unusual interest in women. Is this healthy? Because if that boy goes through my porn one more time...
...
Not that I have any porn.
Heck, scratch that.
He's healthy, however. Disciplined too when it comes to remembering his sunblock and his shades. He still prefers the sun and less clothing, which can prove to be quite a hassle, as a father.
One of these days I'm going to stick him in a cave, and make him like it.
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 5:32 am
03.15 My father is crazy.
My father is crazy.
Really.
I found a leaf in his room and was going to throw it away, except he put up a big fuss about it. I don't know what he likes about it-- it's just a stupid little green thing. But he's keeping it, and now he's throwing a fuss because he doesn't know what to do with it.
I don't think I'm safe in this house anymore. Can I move? I'm sure some of the models in my magazines want children.
If I pretend to believe him, pretend that the leaf is real... well, then he's probably traumatized the poor soul to death. He's tried to drown it, suffocate it, stab it to death... I wonder. Do you think this is one of those voodoo doll things, and someone out there is suffering?
...
Cooool.
I worry about him a little bit though. He never evem noticed the porn lying around my room the other day!
Huh.
Well, he's gone crazy. Hopefully it's not contagious.
-Rayan
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 8:45 am
 4.15 School lunch and dragon talk.
Narayan and Delta Summary. [PRP]
Dear Diary,
Met a girl today who loves dragons as much as I do. I think, anyways. I don't know much about my blue dragon-- I wish I knew more. And she seems to know alot about hers! She's cute... kind of. A little bit girly. I wonder if she knows anyone who looks like a magazine model? You know, the type of magazine I like to read.
Had lunch together, so maybe I'll see her again soon! She's got alot of pale hair and dark fur. So she's not really hard to spot. Next time I'll bring more food to school. I was hungry.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 11:49 pm
 5.15 Blue Dragons.
JD stifled a yawn, the shades hiding the mess the bags had made of his eyes- but Narayan didn't care. The man could be bleeding out of his pores, and he probably wouldn't be more than a touch concerned.
Because Narayan knew they were here to see something important- and ever since he'd met that pale bat girl, he'd been itching for something like this. A change.
Jeez, this was going to be fantastic!
"JD." he said, exasperated at how long the man as taking. Letting out a little trumpet of annoyance, he walked forewords first- dammit, why couldn't he show the same amount of enthusiasm??
Never mind. No one else was important here.
Wondering if maybe he'll meet another pretty girl, he slowed down. Boobies! Yes, that was a fantastic thought. As long as nothing ugly decided to ruin the day.
"Hello?" Narayan knew that he recognized that kid from... somewhere. Gah. Somewhere good.
"We're here for the egg thing." JD said. Bored, flippant. They were here to see a stupid egg. What could an egg do?
Perilas nodded to the first boy's question. "Yes, yes. You're hear to see your dragon egg." He glanced over at the parent, then at his list. "Ah, yes. Well, you're here now."
Then in came the elephant boy and his parent. Okay, so two of the boys were here... He marked them off on his list and then looked up at the clock. Oh, time to start already. These kids and parents kept missing these things. Did they not realize how important it was for the child to develop a bond with their dragon? Otherwise, they'd probably end up as dragon food.
"Okay, let's start. Rules are no running; no touching unless I say so. You can stay with your egg as long as your parent stays with you. Or you can continue on with the rest of the group to see the other eggs."
The man glanced at his list and started to walk off. "Okay, first egg. This would be Roulette's egg. A white dragon." He stopped at an incubator where a white egg sat nestled in a mound of snow. "It has to stay cold for the dragon to develop healthily. You can hold it for a bit if you'd like." He added the last part to the boy.
"Any questions?" This was directed to both kid and parent. After all, the parents were housing these things. They might want to know something as well..
Narayan nodded. Questions? He had one. "When will it hatch and stuff?" he asked, a shade too eager as his eyes brightened. Dragon eggs... cool! And how come they got only one?
"If I promise to be good, do I get two?" Two was good. Three, better. Quantity was always a good thing, wasn't it? That's what Narayan looked to think. Listening as the man spoke of the first egg (and deciding it wasn't important- who cared? It wasn't HIS egg.) he tuned most of everything out, waiting for an answer.
Or maybe, something exciting to happen. Silly egg.
JD frowned. "Narayan." he chided, and the boy shrugged.
So?
Perilas looked at the elephant boy. "The eggs won't hatch for a while yet. You'll have plenty of time to come in and get it used to you before it does hatch." He tried not to laugh at Nara's next question. "Two? Well, I think one'll be more than enough for you."
Seeing that Roule had no questions, the man gestured for the group to move on. They came upon another incubator, this one completly closed off and with a thermometer on the side of it. "This egg is Narayan's. You won't be able to hold yours. It has to be held at a high temperature for half of the day and then a cooler temperature the other half. Your dragon is a blue dragon. Any questions?"
Narayan was disappointed that he wouldn't be able to hold the egg. Huh? That wasn't fair! Roule got to touch his, didn't he? Why couldn't he...
Pausing, he shrugged, nodding his head. "Blue dragon?" he asked. So, would it be blue, then?
At the unspoken question, JD smirked. "I guess you think redecorating is in other, then?" he asked, and the boy nodded his head, sligtly excited. A blue dragon, was it? And it sounded so special too! What was this about being hot and cold at the same time?
It was coool~~ and so with a excited nod, he beamed at Roule. Look at this!
Perilas nodded at the elephant boy's queston. "Yes, a blue dragon. They love to dig and burrow." The man looked at child and parent. "Well, if there are no more questions, we are done..." He waved the group off.
In his journal, Narayan scratched... Met my dragon today. It's blue! It likes to dig and burrow. It's just an egg, but I can tell it will hold a very pretty dragon. Like me. Maybe it'll have a nose like mine too. That would be nice. And pretty.
I hope the dragon likes painting. Maybe it will help me. I hope it likes girls. Because I like boobies. JD says I can't call them boobies any more.
But what does he know?
Want to see the egg again. Touch it, talk to it. Teach it. But it's too small right now. Maybe later.
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Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 2:34 am
 6.15 The wind and winged beings.
Narayan and Zyanya
Summary
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 5:04 am
 7.15 The Phone Call
Phonecall log (in via PM's)
Quote: Jayoku was fuming, her daughter had just gotten home from god knows where andhad bombarded her with questions about women's breasts, why they were important and most importantly why she didn't have any. The conversation was...a tad earlier that she ahd expected. Knowing that by preteen she would start having the womanly issues like any other female but this wasn't the point that bothered her.
Zyan had told her that she had met a boy today, he had a dirty magazine full of women and jayoku wouldn't stand for that. Besides, what normal young boy would tell her daughter that breasts could grow in 24hrs??
Zyan had protested that she call, but had relunctantly given her the card that held his telephone number on it, she tapped an finger nail on the counter top while she listened to the phone ring and ring...
JD managed to pick up the phone, hoping that whoever was on the other line wouldn't hang up. He hated when people did that-- hang up that is, when he just connected. But he wasn't in any mood to speak to anyone either. The caller id showed a foreign number-- wierd. Who would call him, on his private line?
"Hello?" he picked up the phone, scowling as he saw Narayan try to sneak out again. Pointing straight to the boy's room and then slamming the drawer with the magazine shut, he locked it. "Hello? This is JD. Who'se calling?" Pausing, he hoped it wasn't one of those telemarketers. Finding his son skulking into the house with a magazine like that? Nuh uh. Not a good way to get a strange call right after.
Jayoku paused long enough to gather her thoughts before speaking. "Am I speaking to the Gaurdian of..." she had to look at the card she held in her hand again, "Narayan?" she asked trying to sound professional and yet sounding more impatient than anything. She caught a glimpse of Zyan lurking around trying to over hear her conversation. She shooed the girl off. This was not a conversation she should be listening to.
JD paused. s**t. What had Narayan done this time? The boy hadn't warned him that someone had taken down his name and number... did that mean this was more trouble, or less?
"Yes. You are." he responded cautiously, closing his eyes and rubbing at his temples. How to start this conversation? "What has Narayan done... this time?"
Jayoku was still tapping her finger more in agitation than anything. She always had to be doing something while she was on the phone. Cleaning...organizing ...something!
"My name is Jayoku Emehud I believe your child met my daughter Zyanya the other day.." She started not sure if she should continue on the phone or request to speak with him in person. Phone was probably best.
"I just want to let you know that your son aws showing my daughter...inaapropriate images and was discussing inaapropriate subjects with her." She started and then wasn't exactly sure where to go from that.
"I would like to request a meeting with you to further dicuss the matter."
JD gulped. Aw, s**t! Deciding that the day his son had met this Zyanya must have been THAT day, he decided the boy needed more then a little talk. Maybe he could talk himself out of this. Crap. What if the woman was one of those matronly, stingy people? What if his son had permanently traumatized the ********?" he managed, knowing what kind of images they might have been. Alright. Cutting his sons allowance from NOW. The boy wasn't allowed a cent more then he needed when grocery shopping, or going down to the kiosk on an errand. Heck. The boy wasn't allowed out on his own, ever!
"I'm a busy man." he started, and sighed. Better to get this over and done with. Maybe he could bribe her to keep her mouth shut... it wouldn't do to have DCorp find out that his child was peddling porn?
"Are you busy now?"
Jayoku was a bit shocked to find the man available so quickly. "I could meet you in about twenty mintues if you provide me the directions to your house, or we could meet at a cafe. I don't exactly believe leaving my daughter alone would be a good thing right now. I could have her older brother baby sit, if you wish you can ..." she found herself dreading to say it but if Chath was there...things should be ok right? "Leave your son with him while we talk. I am sure Chath can handle things." She explained wondering what exactly she was setting herself up for.
She didn't exactly want Zyanya to meet this boy again....but at least this time they would be supervised.
"That would be great." deciding that while some might feel more comfortable meeting a parent in their own dominion, JD didn't feel at all comfortable with that idea, he latched onto the coffee shop.
"There's a coffee shop that's pretty near by..." giving her the directions, he waited. "Do you know the place?" it wouldn't do to have the woman lose her way on their first meeting.
Crap.
As Narayan slinked back into the room, JD reached out and tugged him forewords using the boy's trunk.
They were going to have a father and son talk.
Jayoku listened intently finding herself twirling the phone cord around her figners getting the thing terribly tangeled. "Yes I have heard of it. Dont' go there often but I am sure I can find it easily enough. Will you be bringing your son? Or should I jsut bring Chath to look aroudn the kids while we talk?" she asked hoping for once Chth wouldn't be too absorbed in his melee training.
"I'll be bringing Narayan." he said, and the tone made the boy wince. As if he knew something good wasn't going to come out of this. "I'll see you in twenty minutes then?"
Hopefully this would go by easy.
Hopefully.
"Yes twenty minutes will be fine. i will be sure to bring the kids." she relpied as she then said goodbye and hung up the phone. Turning to Zyan who was now trying to sneak out of the room she grabbed the girls shoulder and then called for Chath to come here.
Summary: JD meets up to Jay, and Narayan has a chance to meet Chath and Zyanya again. JD apologizes for Narayans... behavior. And explains that the boy is in trouble. Probably forever too. But he meets a friendly single mother and dicovers the motherlode. A potential BABYSITTER!! Whoo for JD!
On a more somber note, Narayan befriends Chath and the dragon, Keir. And learns about the secret of regeneration.
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Posted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 5:54 am
 08.15 Little boys are little boys...right?
Dear D-Corp
I don't know what I'm supposed to do with the boy. I understand that they're not human. Not really. Narayan's an elephant. I've met one who is half bat, another thats a salamander or something just as squishy and one that seems to be some kind of praying mantis. So I understand that they're unique. But are they all as perverted as my son?
No, that's not a fair thing to say, because Narayan truly doesn't understand. There is an innocence to him that seems contradictory with the fact that his favorite 'book' is a Sports Illustrated magazine, and the fact that no normal boy is supposed to be so fascinated with breasts. I started later then he did, and people say I started early! Is it normal? Or is it just a quirk my son has?
Today we were both called in by a mother who had a complaint. It seems my son had decided to show her little girl a sports illustrated magazine, and had taken it up on himself to explain that breasts grow in one day. And that one she developes breasts, he will paint them for her. Or her. Whatever the case, I don't think this is... normal. I don't know what to do with him at times, but I'm not complaining. Not... really. He is an innocent boy.
Narayan is being punished for this. He will for the rest of the year read one book in two to three days and submit an oral report to either myself, or to one of my sisters. My sisters find this ridiculously funny-- I had to share the reason after all, as to why he is being punished. They are like a pack of hyenas, the way they coddle him. Maybe its their fault. They want him to grow up to be a metropolitan man, unlike his father.
What, is that supposed to mean?
He is being punished, for I do not want to encourage this type of behavior. But it's not fair on the boy, for he doesn't understand. He loves the body of the woman because of the colors, the shape the form and the naked (or perhaps not naked) glory of the swimsuit. He loves the woman because they are beautiful. This is good, right? I really believe that he sees this the way an artist might. Unfortunatly for the both of us, no one else seems to understand this... way of thought.
He seems to really accept this side of himself. I'm signing him up for some art classes, and I've restricted his allowance to the bare minimum. Hopefully this will keep him out of trouble. Hopefully. Do you think there's anything I can get him to talk to? Anyone who would be able to let him understand? For I fear by myself... this is a very very impossible task.
No matter the case. It is almost Christmas, and I have promised him a new paint set. Hopefully this is just a child stage, caused by too many thoughts into too small a brain.
Hopefully.
JD
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Posted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 6:21 am
 09.15 Special Skill Test
Summary: Narayan finished his special skill test, and he has passed... sort of. The frustration of being unable to complete some of his tasks has led to him practicing every day.
Hence, JD has sent off a fax to Tessa Avery reading:
JD wrote To Tessa, Narayan has been practicing, and quite surprisingly I have discovered the boy can be motivated to do things. He has been working with the smaller, thinner objects, such as penciles and crayons and chalk, and while he isn't perfect at it yet, he is improving. The larger objects still cause him some trouble, but I believe this may be because he hasn't developed the force or the strength in his trunk yet. Hopefully this will improve soon too. It has been four days, and so far he has practiced those exercies ever day for about an hour. I'm surprised that he is working this hard. Thank you. Regards, JD.
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Posted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 12:44 pm
 10.15 Libraries are good...right?
Also learns about teamwork.
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Posted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 12:46 pm
 11.15 Exhibitionism! 8D
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 9:28 pm
An Unexpected Call
It seems D-Corp has contacted you and told you to bring your child in for a check up immediately. Very little information was given to you over the phone other than the fact that it was critical that they be brought in as soon as possible.
Once at D-Corp you are directed to Dr. Acklin's office. He's running about writing things down and clicking away at some keyboards. Once he notices you he seats you and your child down immediately to take a blood sample.
The sample is run right away in the back of the office the doctors face in the computer screen the whole while. After almost an hour of being told to wait patiently the test results are finally done and you are told you are free to leave. No information is given as to why you were so urgently called in however you were assured that your child is perfectly healthy and that there is no reason for alarm.
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