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 Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 12:42 pm
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 1:08 pm
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 1:11 pm
 Seji's Profile:
Name: Seji
Aliases: unknown
Age: 19 (for purposes of this Profile i am useing his teen idea)
Gender: Male
Height: 5'7"
Weight: unknown
Hair: Dark brown which turns to bright green at the ends
Eyes: chocolate brown
Species: Human
Influence: Harvest (plants and the growing of)
Mother: Unknown.
Father: Unknown.
Powers: He can make flowers grow at will. It requires there is already a seed there, he cant make plants out of nothing
Talents: growing plants, finding lost items
Distinguishing Features: "Fox ears" and a "Fox tail" Both match his hair color
Likes: flowers, vegtables, being outside, his brothers, really soft fabric, dirt
Dislikes: rocks, loud people *coughsistercough*, being stuck inside
Personality: He is extremely kind and loves everyone. He is very protective of his plants, and other plants in general and hates it when people dont think about them. He dosent like when peopel pick flowers and end up tossing them away. He dosent mind if you pick them and keep them but he cant stand it when people take them without thinking. He loves growing fruits and veggies and giving them to Hatter to cook.
He is very protective of his tail and dosent like getting it dirty. After digging around in his garden it is very likly that he will go straight to the shower to make sure that nothing is in his tail.
Mouri's Profile:
Name: Mouri
Aliases:
Age: 19 (for purposes of this Profile i am useing Seji teen idea)
Gender: Female
b[]Weight: 9 lbs
Fur: White
Eyes: Gold
Species: Fox
Influence: Harvest (plants and the growing of)
Powers: unknown
Distinguishing Features: none
Likes: Seji, Hatter, apples, snoozing
Dislikes: people
Personality: Snippy and rather rude. She is the exact oposite of Seji and couldn't care less what everyone else wanted. She does love flowers like him and helps him care for his plants but she has no care for people. She will be the first to tell you, or rather tell Seji to tell you, what she thinks of you
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 1:12 pm
First try at a contest with this FeeDee
Prompt Responce
His fingers drummed on the darkly stained wood of the desk as he looked down at the paper infront of him. It was the first thing taped into the book that he wrote his life down in. A faded piece of paper that had been torn from a book and called him into existance.
You shouldnt stare at that thing so. A familier dark voice spoke to him from down by his side. Mouri, his constant companion looked up at him from where she was napping beside his chair. You know better than to stare at it Her muzzle cracked into a grin. Once as a kid he had fallen asleep on the pages and gotten a few of the words stuck on his cheek.
"Hush you...." He glared down at her though his rimlesss glasses. It wasn't even like he could see what was on the page. Ever time he looked at it now it seemed as if only bits of the words were there. The words werent supose to vanish were they?
Dont be rude The fox sat up and glared at the boy.
"I'm not even looking.....the words arent there anyway." He slammed the book closed and leaned back in his chair. Mouri set her muzzle on his leg and looked up at him waiting for him to continue. "I'm supose to be someone from that story, that's where i came from right? Then why.... why do i know that who i am isnt who that person was. I mean that seems to proper and nice and, well look at me." He flicked a hand though his bangs. "Proper people dont have blue die in their hair or paint their nails colors or draw on their skin cause they arent old enough to get tattoos or wear these cloths." He rested a hand on Mouri's head. "If i am supose to be that person why am i not?" He looked down at her even though he knew she didnt have the answer he wanted.
Because you arent them? The fox shruged and nuzzled at his hand.
Shoving his chair back he stood up, displacing Mouri and getting an annoyed sound fron her, and grabbed one of his hoodies. "Come on, were going for a walk." He stalked out of his room and down the stairs. "I'm going out mom..." He called as he headed for the foryer and the front door.
Hatter, the demon who masqueraded as his mother peeked out of the kitchen, tongue attached to a cake batter covered spatula, and looked at him. "Dont stay out late...you promised you would be home for dinner tonight."
He waved a hand at her and pulled the door closed behind him. Mouri skuttled out the door just before he closed it on her tails and nipped at his fingers. No closing doors on me... She huffed playfully. She hoped to get a rise out of him but he ignored her and stalked though the gardens and out into the street.
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He wandered for at least an hour before he realised what part of town he was in. Grinning he stalked down a side street to a set of stairs he knew well. Taking two steps at a time he made his way up what used to be a fire escape to the only door on this side of the building. Knocking on the door he hoped they were home and he would have someone to talk to.
Shouldn't he be at work?
"No, its too early." A few minuets later, just as He was about to knock again the door opened.
"Seji?!" The silverhaired man blinked at the boy on his doorstep. "What the fu....hell are you doing here?"
"Cant come see my uncle? You werent in the middle of something were you?" He peered at his uncles half dressed state and raised a brow.
"Well i was in the middle of a nap." he stepped aside and motioned for Seji to come inside. "Not that the world wants me to sleep." He grinned as he shut the door behind the teenager. "Want something to drink?"
Seji walked in and droped himself onto one of the chairs in the kitchen without a word. "Sure...." Why had he come to Cian's? Didnt he know that Cian had more things to deal with than an angsty teenager?
Ask him. Mouri nosed Cian's leg as she spoke to Seji. Cian happily handed down a grape from the counter to her.
"Cian....can i ask you something?" He looked at his uncle as he brought over a can of soda for Seji and coffee for himself to the table.
The older man raised a brow and dumped a pile of suger into his coffee. "Sure kiddo."
"You came out of a book didnt you?" He remembered a story from when he was a kid about a man in a teaparty that had always reminded him of Cian.
"Book....well kinda." He took a sip of the coffee, decided it wasnt sweet enough and dumped more cream into it. "I was called from a universe that happened to be created when a man decided to write a book. So technally yea, i came from a book." He shruged. He never really though about it anymore. The man in the book and himself were so completly different that he didnt really call himself that man. He had moved away from being that person long ago. "Not that i think i am him, but sure, in the beginning that is who i was supose to be."
He took a sip of the soda and looked at the table. "So.....you know who you are supose to be but you arent them?" He looked back up at Cian.
"Arent who? I am who i am supose to be."
"But you are the man from the book, but you arent."
"Whoa kid. That's not how it goes."
Seji's eyes took on a desprate look as he stared at his uncle. "But it is. You came from a book, you are that book, so you should be who that is in teh book."
Raising a brow he had a feeling he knew where this was going. Hadn't he had this talk before with someone. "Listen to me kid. I may have been brought into existance by a book. I may have started out as this person. But that is not who i am. I am Cian, bartender, husband, and general freak of nature. Not a crazy hat maker." He reached across the table and poked Seji. "Had to have a kitten tell me that to get it though."
"A Kitt....ohh Chesh..." He remembered Cian's husband. Pretty boy with fushia striped ears and tail. "But isnt he....."
"Yea, technally we both are. But we arent. We're who we made ourselves." He leaned back and sipped at his coffee. "Life is what you make of it."
Seji looked down at his hands. Rings on every finger, nails covered in chipping black polish, and a weird design covering the back of his left hand in fading permenate marker. "Is it?"
Cian got up and ruffled his nephew's hair. "Sure why not? If it wasnt it wouldnt be so much fun."
Seji got up and drained his soda. "I should get home, mom will miss me."
"Tell Hatter i said Hi, and that someone owes me dinner." He grinned and set his cup in the sink.
"Yea...right."
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The demon was still in the kitchen when he got home but now the house smelt like fresh baked cake. "Dinner will be ready in a few minuets!" Hatter called out as he closed the door.
You alright? You have been quiet since we left Cian's
He looked down at Mouri as he headed upstairs. "Yea....im fine." It didnt seem like the fox believed him but he ignore her. He had something he needed to do.
Heading into his room he walked over to his desk and yanked open his journal. Snatching a pen from the empty tin can he used for a holder, tipping the whole can over in the process which he ignored, he put the pen to the page. Glaring at the excerpt he scratched a few words onto the page before tossing the pen down and looking at Mouri. "Lets go eat"
He headed down to the kithen to tell his mother what her other son had said and to eat with the family. Left in the light from the desk lamp the journal seemed to be slighlty upset at what had been done to it. The once faded words of the piece of book that was supose to be Seji we now strong and black against the browning paper. Shimmering in the light 'This is not me' was scrawled across the scrap of paper in glittery pink ink.
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Posted: Tue May 16, 2006 1:27 pm
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 11:22 am
 Name: Hatter
Aliases: Hattie, b***h, Demon,
Age: Unknown. Appears to be in its early twenties.
Gender: N/A (completly without gender but can morph into either at will
Height: 5'7"
Weight: n/a
Hair: Black/purple
Eyes: Violet.
Species:Demon
Influence: Shadow
Mother: Unknown. Deceased
Father: Unknown. Deceased
Powers: Mostly unknown. Shadow demon and High Demon of Hell, so its powers are influenced by evil/shadow. Only known power is creating portals to travel between worlds
Talents: baking
Distinguishing Features: Gnarled horns and a leathery tail
Marital Status: Single
Children: Cian Cappello (non biological)
Likes: Reading, learning, baking and pissing off Skye.
Dislikes: People, judgement and the color pink
Personality: Hatter is a little hard to understand unless you have spent years learning. IT spends most of her time in its library, which has books on EVERY subject there is, reading through things and learning what it dosent already know. The demon prefers its books to the company of most people. Being a Demon, it is not the nicest of people but it can be kind to those it respects and likes.
Hatter has a mind like a steel trap (not rusty and illegal in 48 states) and not much gets past it. The demon had made her life on learning and exploring anywhere and anything. Lately it is the world of Gaia.
Hatter has an affinity for creatures of the Night and other Demons and has a sizable collection of them that it takes care of (at the expense of her fingers).
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Posted: Wed May 17, 2006 11:24 am
heart
last post i will need >.> i think
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