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 Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 2:50 am
:EMALTHYA'S JOURNAL:
 :About me:
I was just a normal girl... well one with a fanatical view on anime and magic and all of that. I was routinely depressed and I was very lonely.
:The story so far:
:Chapter One: (A.K.A. What the hell are you?)
My aunt went to the market and found this cute little stone sculpture of a lethargic cat-dog animal thing. She decided to give it to me for a graduation present because it was cheap and fairly unremarkable and I would like it anyway. She put it in a little blue bag with a hideous smile and gave it to me. I smiled and thanked her and took it home.
I put it next to my bed and went to sleep, another unremarkable gift from an unremarkable family member.
I woke up from sleep to find a pair of large blue eyes staring straight at me. I sat bolt upright in bed.
"What the f-" I began, but the little creature cut me off by falling over my legs. He wasn't much bigger than a cat.
"Please don't yell at me," he said softly."
My eyes nearly popped out of my head. “You can talk. Ohkay well you just did so duh. Oh sweetie,” I said when he nearly fell off the bed. “I’m not going to shout at you, love,” I picked him up. “What the… sorry. What are you?”
“I’m a Sanya,” said the Sanya. “I’m called Alston.”
“Okay Alston,” I said, smiling despite myself. “As long as you’re not a cat. I’m allergic to those. I’m Em.”
“Is that all?” asked Alston, settling onto my lap. “Just Em?”
“No, it’s short for something.”
“What?”
“Er… not telling” I said.
“Fine, then,” said Alston. “It’s short for Emalthya.”
“Okay?” said I. “So what are you doing here?”
“I don’t know,” said Alston. "You put me in your room, beside your bed. And you should pick up those posters on the floor."
“I’m waiting to get them laminated,” I told him. “So… er what do you… want to do?”
“I wanna go home,” said Alston sadly.
“Oh Alston,” I said sadly. “Where’s your home?”
“It’s a long way from here.”
“How’d you get here?”
“I was sent through the Keldry from home. But it didn’t work so well. I couldn’t get back.”
“Back home?” I asked Alston, gently stroking his tail.
“Yeah. Back home.”
“Where’s this Keldry?”
“I think you’ll call it a shop… that’s where it is. A shop which is all old and crackly. She lives in there. Well at least that’s where she does her teleporting.”
“A shop that’s old,” I said. “Well we can find it tomorrow. Are you alright to stay here ‘til then?”
Alston borrowed into the crook of my elbow without saying much else so I shrugged, rolled over and fell asleep.
:Capter Two: (A.K.A. How Celeste adopted Emalthaya {then found there was a no return policy})
When I woke up, I got up, had a shower and went off to the city with Alston in a bag. He didn’t like catching the trains in the bag. He wanted to watch the country whipping past. But animals aren’t allowed on the train so I told him ‘Touch biccies’.
He pouted and tried to make a run for it when we got to central but I caught him by his tail and shoved him back in my bag. He insisted on flying the way there but I told him no, because cats don’t have wings in my world.
“I’m not a cat,” he said shortly.
“Yes,” I replied, “but you look close enough like one. In my world, people see what they want to see.”
“But you see me for what I am,” said Alston.
“Because I wanted to believe in something else,” I replied.
“Hmm,” he said finally. And he lead us both into a shop. It was ages away from the train station and my feet ached in my boots, the sun was causing a sheen of sweat across my brow, and my umbrella was gathering flies like honey. I was so grateful to get into the dinginess, even if it was ever so hot inside it.
“So how,” I panted as Alston leapt out of my bag, “do we get you home?”
“We ask the fairy,” he said. Sure enough, a rainbow coloured fairy appeared from the twilight and fluttered around.
“Yeek!” I cried, remembering rainbow fairies from Inkdeath. I put a hand over my hair and hit out at the fairy with my umbrella c** parasol. The fairy dodged my brolly and laughed at me. “Don’t laugh at me you evil little scunge bucket!” I cried. “Stay away from my hair!”
Alston looked at me like I was crazy. “She’s not going near your hair.”
“Oh,” I said, and I stopped brandishing my umbrella around and let go my hair, but I still kept my weapon poised.
Alston looked at the fairy. “I wanna go home,” he said in a voice full of longing and despair.
The fairy looked at him. “I’m afraid you won’t make it on your own, kit. You were sent here to find a familiar, so you’ll have to bring her with you.”
“Wut?” I asked. “I’m not a familiar, if you mean me, that is. I have my own familiar. What are you talking about?”
“Do you wanna come home with me?” asked Alston. “You said you wanted to believe; why not see my world for yourself?”
The fairy giggled again. “Silly Alston, it’s still her world, where you come from. It’s just a long way in the future.”
“The future?” I asked and felt my chest constrict. “But I hate the future. I intend to be dead in at least 15 years!”
“Please, Em,” begged Alston. “I can’t go home without you!”
I looked at the kit sadly. “Do you want to go home that much?” He nodded. “Fine then. I’ll go with you. I don’t think I’ve ever met someone who loved their home.” Alston leapt into my arms and the rainbow fairy giggled in my face.
“Leave this time behind,” she said quietly. “Shhhh.”
“I’m shushing, I’m…” said I as I lost consciousness.
:Chapter Three: (A.K.A. What now?)
So I ended up in the future with Alston. It's nice here, except for people trying to kill me. At least they're not yelling at me.
I was upset at first when I realised we have no anime or manga in this time. Then I discovered that Seto Kaiba's personality and everything that makes him him was cloned into one of these wistas. I was ever so happy and he decided to stick around me.
Seto and Alston and Corehin, who’s the spirit of the storm, and I all lived in this tiny itty bitty shack house on the edge of Fallen lands (Some Fallens hate me because I’m human) and then Seto made me this big big fortress made of dripping stone and gargoyles and awesomeness. We call it Traveller’s Fortress because Emalthya means traveller.
Now I have six wistas in my Harem- tee hee I call it a harem. There’s Alston, you met him. There’s Corehin, who’s very huggy and jealous of Seto. There’s Seto himself, who’s sooooo smexeh! And there are the boys, Turney and Elfy. They remind me of Pippin and Merry. My little green kids. And, definitely not the least, Florence, the ghost of Christmas Yet To Come. She’s awesome and… yeah a little creepy.
We also adopted a little puppy! Her name is Vraal and she’s a hellhound, which means she’s creepy too.
Well, we kind o got Vraal from this guy Fenrir when he and his human, Angel, and his two wista mates came over to stay for a few days. Fenrir isn’t a wista or a human or a Fallen or Daemon (Fallens and Daemons are those people trying to kill me), so he’s pretty rad. Angel is a human, and she’s very nice. She’s so in love with Fenrir it’s depressing. Her two wistas are Skyler and Riko, and they are very rude. They don’t mean it but they seem to think they’re the bosses of everything just because they’re necromancers. Well I have my own necro! Seto!
Tee hee, Seto is a necro- in a non gross sex with dead people way.
So it's not terribly bad, except everyone I cared about is dead. But... whatever. I guess if I get too lonely I can always clone them.
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 3:43 am
I'm Alston. Well it's not really me writing because I have paws and they don't write well. Plus, I'm illiterate.
I am a sanya. I live with Em, who I think is very nice. I like sitting staring at nothing becaue it helps me think. If I stand really still I look like a statue (this only works with my eyes closed).
I'm not very strong, but I do my bit to protect Em, because without her I wouldn't have gotten home.
I like cooking, and I like being in a clean house, so I clean. I don't mind cleaning. I look after the young ones while they're young. I take care of thestuff others are to busy to.
I can run really fast too- they always send me with messages.
Oh and there's a picture of me up on top of this page, see? Isn't it nice? And below this line is my current cert. I think red is a nice colour for it.
 Me now. My butterfly's clearer.
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 4:24 am
I'm a sanya of the intellegent variety and spend my time inventing handy and useful things. Like Blue Eyes White Dragon jets. And pens that work. And big fortresses and games and algorithms.
I live with this idiot called Emalthya and she's an idiot. Not much more to be said.
I also live with five wistas, one called Alston who's useful in a dull sort of way. He can fly, at least. Another is Corehin. He's a little brat. Even worse than that Yugi kid. And he's always breaking my stuff.
There's also Florence. Aparently the Ghost of Christmas Yet To Come. She is the only female sanya here, but she doesn't do much.
N.C.Turnal is some neck-warmer type thing Emalthya keeps around her neck. Elfbark and he are always together. Close as brothers. I tolerate them as long as they stay out of my way.
Here is my identification. I am a legal member of this clan.
Fine. I'm finished now.
Seto Kaiba
Seto Kaiba's Work Journal Extract Log 12:After researching the ability to transmute living things at will, have discovered a point at which the process could be used on a non-magical human. Thus began to study coinciding DNA of wistas and human. Log 13: Donor's DNA appropriate to transmutation. Further tests may indicate that some humans are unable to transmute, similar in statistics to wistas. Human transmutation entirely different to wista transmutation; humans have no base for power. Log 14:Magic replicated with certain threads of electricity when pulsed through at specific rythm. Cannot apply on subject as an incorrect pulse could possibly fatal. Log 15:Pulse defined. Refined for transmutationof human-wista to human. Log 16:Subject prepped for experiment. No anathema given. Pulse applied via lattice grid without contact with subject. Experiment a success. Subject (Human): 75 cm in height Pelt in various shades of brown- dark at the roots, golden at the tips. 50 cm long. Common in humans Brown and green combination eyes White-grey skin Pink nails (Healthy) Subject (Wista): Sanya Mutation- no wings Natural fur pelt with human pelt also. Human length longer than previous. 70cm long. Pelt prominently white with black sections; around ocular rims and paws mainly. Experiment interrupted at close. Log 17:Subject able to function well in wista form. Experiment began to reverse transmutation. Successful. Subject (Human): Pelt has returned to previous length (50cm) Subject describes a sharp stinging pain while transmuting. This is not dangerous. Studies on transmutation of human to wista complete.
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Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 7:43 pm
I bet if Kaiba said that you wouldn't laugh. Stupid Kaiba. He's not really that smart anyway! If he were a stupid you wouldn't take him so serious! Fine, because of that, I'm going to make all his leather pants into shorts. He has really ugly knees.
Anyway, he might be more powerful now, but I'll show him. I'll get better, then I'll crisp him and I'll be clan leader!
Em... I should mention her. She's nice. And she's got these things. They're really soft. So I like it when she hugs me. When I'm clan leader she'll hug me all the time, instead of that stupid Kaiba.
Em's promised not to read these, so I guess I can bad-mouth Kaiba here. I have to remember not to do it in front of her. She says it hurts her feelings. I don't want to do that. I'm trying to remember. But I slip up sometimes. I don't want her to be sad.
Oh, yeah, my information, eh?
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 7:59 pm
Hello! It's actually me writing now! Em taught me letters when I was in the shell one time when she was in the bath and had to keep me occupied so-
She just told me to be quiet about that.
I'm N.C.Turnal, that's Turny to everyone I like. I'm very sparkly and I ued to live around Em's neck. I keep it warm. And her hair smells so nice. Like a gazillion blossoms. It's yummy too.
But she smacks my nose when I eat it. She likes her hair the way it is. On her head.
I also like playing chasings with Florence. She chases me because this one time Corehin was in her room and messed it up and I asked what he was doing and then Florence came. He told her it was me and now when she sees me she floats after me. She's funny.
I also play with Elfy now. He wasn't much fun before because he was in the shell but now he's buckets of fun. He makes a great leapfrog frog.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 5:25 pm
This is Em writing for Florence. See, Florence is the ghost of Christmas Yet to Come. She doesn't have time for writing in a journal, but it's not right to exclude her for that.
I have never seen Florence eat, so maybe she doesn't. She doesn't speak and she walks through... or glides through walls. She especially doesn't like Turny for some reason and haunts him.
Florence is a mystic, so has uber awesome powers... but I've never seen them. The others have, that time we had a raid for me. I heard she was very valiant.
Despite it all, we do afford her respect and all that. I hope she's happy here.
Here's her information:
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Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2008 5:40 am
Hello. I am Elfbark. I am good at making stuff. I am just as much a part of this society as everyone else.
I like hovering behind others, but this makes them think I am spying and they don't like that. I don't spy, but I like to be around people.
I play a lot with Turny. We're both green. We look good standing next to each other.
I think Em is a little silly. We keep it from her, but lots of bad men come to take her away. Seto says he will skin us if we tell her, but only after we've been made to sit there and watch her cry. I don't like seeing Em cry. She only does it sometimes. She knows Seto is keeping something from her. She trusts him so much though, that she lets him. I think Em is so silly.
Here's a picture of what I look like. I may have the lowest stats of the family, but I'm not unfortunate.
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 1:09 am
BLEICHT
I can tak for myself now. I'm Blecht- not Smoochy. Kaiba raised me, here, in the necropolis. I don't go a day without being thankful for his guidance. I can barely remember the fortress. Except, maybe, Emalthya. I remember her, how she smelt, the feeling of my egg wrappd in her arms, watching some stupid anime show with her gigling in the background.
Those things are gone now. And I don't miss them.
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 1:44 am
I am called Timoras. That... is all I know. They found me on the steps of Traveller's Fortress and... All I knew was my name. My name, and the word Emalthya. I know now that is the name of a human. She is insane, a three year old with hormones. But she's kind. As long as you stay on her good side, there's love for everyone.
I have this.. problem. These ribbons n my arms... they're attatched to my forehead and it hurts when thy pull. And sometimes, I see things. Not things, I see beings.
Now I just want to become a necromancer. If I become a necromancer I'll know enough to help myself.
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 10:39 pm
DUKE
Hi... I'm Duke... I... have allergies. And they don't go away. I'm always sniffling and it looks like I'm crying. But I'm not.
They tell methere was another egg here before I hatyched. But he's long gone. I know it hurts Em to talk about that. Em. She's funny. She's nice. She has socks like my legs. She and I sing togther, but I'm not very good.
I think she'd be happier if we had a necro around. There was also a wista called Kaiba here once upon a time. But he's gone too.
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