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 Posted: Fri Sep 29, 2006 6:44 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 3:04 pm
Sie + Diae adventure leads to disaster Part I
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 3:05 pm
Sie + Diae adventure leads to Disaster Part II
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 3:06 pm
[[ Jump to september 5th A new sister.]]
[August no longer exists >.>]
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 3:07 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 3:10 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 3:32 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 3:52 pm
[[There are times when eggs may pop in on you.]]
Diae lay flat on his stomach, small yarn sewing needle in his hand poised above a felt cloth. His tongue poked out of the side in concentration as he honed in on the black dot signaling where his needle and thread should enter his third attempt at making a doll.
"I've gotchu this time!" He murmurred, bright blue eyes ablaze with concentration. Yet with a sudden jerk from Diae's hand caused the fat needle to impale the nearby pile of material.
"OW!" The tale exclaimed, rubbing his head to hear a rolling next to him. The boy wiped a forming tear from his eye , biting down on his lip in attempts to keep himself from crying. Sie said that crying was for babies. Sable was a baby.. not him.
"What's this?" Diae asked picking up the rolling object and former projectile object.
"Penguin egg?" Diae looked up to the snickering from his doorway. Sie stood with two more eggs in his hands and threw them both at Diae.
"Sie! No! OW!" The tale exclaimed, managing to only avoid one of the offensive objects, unfortunately the one with the piped chimeny was the one that landed in his stomach.
"They don't break!" Sie exclaimed sitting next to his younger brother. " Mu dropped them a couple times. They're gifts for you."
"From Who?" The boy asked, looking them over. They were all very pretty to him.
"I unno. We found them on the stairs, The cards are still wrapped on there."
Diae fingered the adress cards and glared at the text before him.
"Sie?"
"What?"
"I can't read..."
Sie snorted and picked one of the eggs up. He glanced at the card and read aloud.
"To Diae, from...Many question marks." Sie said, handing Diae the egg once more.
"Oh...I'll put'em bext to my books."
"You go do that...Mu says lunch is ready too." Sie said before bounding out of the room.
Diae placed the eggs in a line on his shelf and looked at the two cribs, Sable and the Dragon resting in one (Nothing woke those two up after lunch) and Pancake and the plush look alike in his own. Alot of weird stuff happened to his family. The tale shrugged and took wobbly steps over to the door.
"Kay!" He called after and made his way to tell Hikari the good news.
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 5:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 5:13 pm
[[oops I wet the bed:: pt 1]]
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 5:16 pm
[[oops I wet the bed:: pt II]]
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 5:34 pm
[[Sable Sable, Mirth and Gable]]
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 2:15 pm
[A Terrible Weakness In My Nature]||Post Metaplot||
What had just happened? It had all happened so fast, the hurricane of emotion and confusion pelted into Diae. He was standing, walking, being ushered away from something terrible. There was a beast, a girl, a boy? And there were birds that had attacked him. Birds weren’t supposed to attack, only dogs. Or at least that is how the young tale perceived it all as. Chai was there, and ‘Vester the girraff. But where were they now?
Diae opened his eyes and squinted outwards. The barren landscape of the unstable world he had entered was changing. It didn’t feel right at first, it was tipsy and turvy, atmosphere rolled in his tummy. He remembered it felt okay, or nearing okay. Was someone fixing it? He shook his head and turned to Chailyn, but she was nowhere to be found. He panicked and twisted to find the girraff-boy but he too had vanished.
“Chai! ‘Vester!” Diae cried out as he clutched harder unto Eain. The air began to literally squirm around him. The tips of his fingers went ice cold and then numb. The tale let out a whimper as he attempted to get a handle back onto this place. But the earth dropped out beneath him and he fell.
Quiet whispers struck his ears like starved vipers. Their words he did not completely understand but it was not kind. They murmured to him in harsh tones, lashing and nipping at his soul. The first seconds of his descent was filled with lashing words that eased into his body. We watched as the air that had been squirming took shape and form. Sentences and paragraphs, one liners and punctuation all entered his prone form. With every tiny black letter he heard a whisper. It felt like something was ripping inside of him.
It hurt and he did not want it,
"Stitcher!"
"Curse you and your forefathers, mothers and beings."
"Vile dolly hunter!"
"You have-"
"Monster! I could have your hea-"
"LEAVE AT ONCE!"
"I now sentence the Rag-"
"STITCHER!"
"-to execution by-"
"Zehnith!"
"I promise, I did nothing!"
"Eain!"
"-by the 113th infantry marksmen. 11 shots to the hea-"
"Run Hijrhim!"
"-Further entrapment of the ragwitch's soul-"
"Kill them all, leave no one living!"
"-salvage it's energy whilst still living-"
"I loved you..."
There were so many. Diae clasped his hands over his ears willing for all to go away. Until finally there was complete silence.
And then there was a shift. The world he had just been in was wavering in the distance. As if a string had snapped, Diae began to plummet downward.
“Aiai!” He cried out gripping his belongings. He saw large glowing globs of snow whizzing past him as he fell. But it didn’t feel like falling anymore. Slowly, Diae uncoiled himself and watched as he descended into the abyss.
He looked down towards his bare toes, were they glowing? The boy tilted his head at the blue luminescence surrounding his feet before he realized that something under him was emitting light.
“What is this?” He mumbled to Eain, the doll now secured in the crook of his elbow. Diae attempted to kick downward to feel the surface he was moving towards. It rippled and he was suddenly thrown into a fit of anxiety. “No no! People drown in things like this!” He cried out but as soon as his toes hit the sparkling surface a calm washed over him.
The tension he had been holding dissipated with each inch of his body that was submerged. Diae felt the water lap at his stomach and watched it slowly crawl up his small body.
The boy was almost comatose, entranced and enthralled with the bubbling surface. The water was sweeping away any ill thoughts, with each ripple a strand of a darkened substance left his body. Upon closer examination Diae noticed letters, like in his alphabet book, tiny strands of writing leaving his body as he was submerged. He almost gasped when the water hit his solar plexus as a burning light shined through him. A ball of energy and it was traveling with the surface of the water, up through his neck, his head until it hovered above the water, making the waves and ripples shimmer as he looked up.
Was that important? Diae did not know nor did he care. The warm water caressed his tresses, dragging him downwards and into a blissful sleep.
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