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 Posted: Thu Feb 19, 2009 10:32 am
Stats, if still needed.
LEVEL UP!
Username: Thornless Rose
Life Dust: Ariol and Renai
Current Level: 2
Current Stats:
(Ariol)
HP: 10
SP: 2
SPD: 3
ATK: 2
(Renai)
HP: 10
SP: 4
SPD: 3
ATK: 1
Next Level: 2 (Ariol)
Distribution:
HP: 10 +1
SP: 2
SPD: 0 +1
ATK: 0 +1
Next Level: 2 (Renai)
Distribution:
HP: 10 +1
SP: 2 +1
SPD: 0 +1
ATK: 0
Notes: Lv.2 for the twins.
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Posted: Thu Feb 19, 2009 10:35 am
The Finding of the Twins
The date is too blurry to read
Off the beaten path of Kana, the girl known as Rose continued her path of "contained destruction", searching underneath every rock, branch and leaf she could find to discover and create her map of the area. Placing the parchment in her knapsack, Rose put a hand to her forehead and adjusted her hat for the harsh rays of the midday light. She hadn't had much success in finding what she had been searching for *besides her map, of course* but with her map getting closer to being finished, that was a satisfying conclusion for the day.
Getting ready to clear out and head back to the nearest town, Rose almost overlooked the crows constant chatter as she packed up her supplies. About to call out to try to gently scare the birds away, their calls drew her closer until she saw what they had been circling. Something shiny was in a nearby, seemingly deserted bird's nest. Of course the birds would be circling...it was a shiny object, so why not? Leaning down to reach, Rose attempted to snatch whatever the birds were so curious about, grabbing instead of a shiny pair of eggs or pieces of glass (her original thoughts of what could be there) ... a pair of bottles?
Turning the items over in her hands, she saw a couple of colored feathers underneath the bottles that she had just picked up. As she reached for them, a strong gust of wind came over the area; blowing dust and grass around. Covering her eyes, Rose grimaced and gripped the bottles tightly. The wind died as soon as it began, and as Rose opened her eyes ... the feathers, nest and crows suddenly vanished!
Standing up, as the rays of the midday sun shone brightly once again, she pulled her hat closer to her face as she stared at the bottles her hands held. Gripping them carefully in her outstretched hands, she started to head back to civilization, unknown to the two feathers flying with the wind in the distance...
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Posted: Thu Feb 19, 2009 10:36 am
Fall Cleaning...of sorts.
The date is hard to make out, scratched through a couple of times.
Rose sat with the dual bottles tied to her hips again as the sunlight filtered through the glass tubes. The shine and shimmer had all but vanished and the tubes had gathered a thin layer of dust but Rose had eagerly spent the day trying to clean and polish them both up, freshening the area.
For it was a fall cleaning of sorts, all the windows were open and a light breeze had been blending in with the room's objects, taking out the dust and small debris and bringing back with it a slight air of change. Rose sneezed on and off because of her allergies but happily dusted and cleaned what she could, hoping that somehow, it would brighten up things. With her mood brightening, so did the bottles; light shining through the newly-cleaned surfaces with a mischievious glimmer.
As the sun began to set, Rose stood back and looked at what she had accomplished; herself covered with gray dust and dirt but overall quite pleased with herself. She gently took the bottles off of her waist and set them near the window and the setting sun, preparing herself...to wash all of the dust off. As she left the room and started the hot steam of the shower, one could have almost swore the bottles moved a bit...but, maybe it was just the wind...
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2009 12:56 pm
RP Post - Inge and Rose [ x] Long way down... Summary : Rose and the twin bottles meet Inge and his bottle (Oxiin) north of the town before a storm. Rose finds out that there are other 'guardians' like herself in this world and promises to Inge that they will meet again to further try and discover the mysteries of the bottles.
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2009 12:58 pm
RP Post - Doctor and Rose
(details coming)
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2009 1:00 pm
reserved for possible RP between Seph and Rose
(details soon?)
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 12:50 pm
The truth is in the Essence
(Dust Spin --> Child Quest*)
Most bottles seem to have to come into contact with what their dust is before they get the final push for their glitter to form into a real life child.. But how will the dual bottles come across a pair of harpy talons? Will Rose simply stumble across some claws like she stumbled across the bottles? Will she feel the scratch of a living harpy's talons?! The answer is up to you, show some creativity in your response! Perhaps coming into contact with those talons will make the winged bottles flutter some real wings?
*Please note, there's a minimum word requirement of 500 words for this quest.
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 1:30 pm
The Storm Subsides (in-progress, I'll let you know when it's done!)
North of the city once again, Rose and her two charges once again are in the fields near the seashore. "It's been awhile, hasn't it?" The girl (commenting to no one in particular) claimed to herself. Laying down on the grass, she pulled out her sketchbook and began to take note of the images around her; grass (of course), some flowers scattered about, a few trees, bird's nests, and down below, an odd tree. The various flora and fauna kept her busy for awhile, her bottles next to her in her familiar knapsack until late in the afternoon.
Rose looked up at the sky and sighed, pulling out a bit of her lunch and beginning to enjoy the packed snack when something caught her eyes. It wasn't very shiny or even valuable-looking, but it caught her eyes more the same. The girl walked over to the oddly placed tree and found the bottom of it surrounded by a thin layer of sand. She placed her hands through the sand until she managed across a piece
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 1:16 pm
The Storm Subsides (in-progress, I'll let you know when it's done!)
North of the city once again, Rose and her two charges once again are in the fields near the seashore. "It's been awhile, hasn't it?" The girl mused to the empty air around her. Laying down on the grass, she pulled out her sketchbook and began to take note of the images around her; grass (of course), some flowers scattered about, a few trees, bird's nests, and down below, an odd tree. The various flora and fauna kept her busy for awhile, her bottles next to her in her familiar knapsack until late in the afternoon.
Rose looked up at the sky and sighed, pulling out a bit of her lunch and beginning to enjoy the packed snack when something caught her eyes. It wasn't very shiny or even valuable-looking, but it caught her eyes more the same. The girl walked over to the oddly placed tree and found the bottom of it surrounded by a thin layer of sand. She placed her hands through the sand until she managed across a couple of soft feathers. Unique in color, they glistened with a pale light in hues of blue and purple in her hands. The female stared at them for a moment before the darkening of the sky around her lead her eyes to quite a large sight.
The sky had turned dark black, gray wisps floating by before a horrible noise pierced the windy afternoon. As if carried among the storm's breezes a creature that could only be called a man-bird suddenly stood before her. Rose blinked, taking in this grand sight before reality quickly set in; these were not normally found around here (more or less anywhere else) and as such, she suddenly felt her skin prickle with sweat. She eyed the creature carefully, studying it before noticing that its attention was not on it, but on something else; her bottles. She looked at the distance between her and the bottles, a few feet but to a flying creature like that bird, it would only take a mere moment to grab them. And so, the female decided to do something that only a reckless person would choose for themselves and dashed towards them.
With those movements, the bird rushed forward and grasped the two bottles within its talons like a flash of lightning and with an out-stretched hand, the girl named Rose jumped into the air to attempt to reclaim her treasures...and failed miserably. The last seconds of her flight were filled with a screeching cry before the dark storm clouds filled her vision and faded into darkness.
Chirp.
Chirp...
The sun was shining as the female opened her eyes. The sky was blue and a quiet breeze blew through the area as Rose sat up and rubbed her eyes curiously. No storm clouds. No gale of wind blowing through. "What in the world happened?" she wondered out-loud as she turned back to her parcel and sketchbook. Her bottles sat still next to her sketchbook and two colored feathers lay between the pages. Still confused, she looked around to see the waving grass in the wind, the odd tree from before and a squirrel beneath it eating a small sandwich.
Rose silently cursed her luck at losing her lunch to a rodent and picked up her pencil to begin sketching again. The sun's light shown down on her work, glistening off of the scratched bottles with a pale light. How long would it take for the unknowning girl to realize that perhaps....her vision was a bit more real then she had imagined...?
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