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 Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 12:10 pm
{ Jian Li }
Type: Human
Owner: peggyli76 this second you is not able to breed
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 3:11 pm
Jian Li
Name: Jian Li
Alias: Jian
Gender: female
Race: Human
Likes: To Cook, practice martial arts, experiment on foods, nature, and meditating
Dislikes: Stupidity...
Personality:
Jian is pretty hardheaded. She decides what she wants to do, and will do it! What most people don't get is the fact that Jian is a hypocrite half the time. She'll tell a person that their outfit is to indeciet, and once a person takes a good look at her, they notice that her clothing isn't exactly innocent either! She's quick to retort and easily angered. But Jian also has a knowlegable side too. She gets very serious when someone asks her a question that she thinks is worthy to answer.
Quick Bio:
Jian was born in a small village of China. Her family were known as the tax collectors of the village. What she did not understand was that because her parents were tax collectors, no matter how kind they were, Jian was mistreated as a child. The other villagers urge their children to not play with Jian. Fearing that their child will succumb to loneliness, Jian's parents moved further up north. There they were considered commoners. Jian had actually lived a happy life as a commner child. But then, a war broke out. The war caused famine like any other war would. But to keep their child alive, Jian's parents gave their food to Jian, only saving a crumb or two to offer to Buddah to protect their child. A month had gone by and Jian would normally walk around the house during the day. But today, a theif was near by.
When she came to, she noticed that she wasn't who she was anymore. Jian couldn't remember who she was anymore. Her mind clouded, the theif lied to her and told her that this girl, a 8 year old child was his niece. Believing this, she has lvied with him for her entire life now. After the war, the theif had taught Jian the martial arts of his family. He revealed to her that she was just a child he had kidnapped so he could pass on his family skills to someone before he too passes away. Understanding this, she stayed by his side until he did die.
Now Jian is 22, she now lives alone in the same hut as she did with the long gone theif. But the after shock of the war was still going on. Her hut was bombed, and that was the last thing Jian could remember. She remembered sitting by the bed reading her new scrolls, when the sound of a cannon went off.
This is her new beginning. Now awaken again, Jian is willing to start a new life. So her journey to be happy begins again, from where she left off.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 3:37 pm
About Peggy
Name: Peggy Li
Alias: Peggy
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Race: Human
Birthday: June 22
Likes: Drawing, Sleeping, Pandas, Playing Games, Net surfing, Sweet stuff, Baking
Dislikes: Bugs of almost any kind, Most Vegtables, bitter tasting stuff
Personality:
Peggy is Childish, very childish. She has a slight perverted streak to her, but a good heart. She tries to seem like a very independant person, but once inawhile her kid side pops in and she'll cling to the nearest thing. Often times she'll let anything go by with a sorry and she'll forgive. But one time to many she'll deem you unworthy to even speak to her! Others say Peggy is to cruel to people, but as a teen how does practically nothing but sleep, eat, work, draw, play games, and sit infront of the computer, what else can you say to her? She doesn't get much contact other then going out once in awhile to meet her friends.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 3:42 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 3:43 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 3:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 3:56 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 4:10 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 4:15 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 4:23 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 4:44 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 5:30 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 7:30 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 7:31 pm
January 12 It was an akward feeling. I had thought that once a person passes away, they would not feel a thing. But when I felt a touch of another person's hand on my cheek, I felt my very own muscles twitch! Am I alive again? But how? Uncle said it was impossible to live after you died again. I believe I heard it was called reincarnation?
But my thoughts were halted, I felt..lost. My mind was becoming jumbled, and whoever it was that was touching me gave off a soothing kii. I do not feel a hate from said person, so I thought I stay still. Was that wrong of me? No, she said it wasn't.
I had opened my eyes, and what laid before me, was a young girl, old enough to wed. But she told me, that in the present time, which must have been over a century from where I was born, a child of her age does not marry until past the age of 20! Could it be true? How can this be? I can hear my breathing escalate. My heart that pumps the living formula into my body sped up as well. What is happening to me?
When I fully awoken, the girl told me her name, Peggy...is she to be my friend? My guardian? My companion? What is she to me? She fed me, she even helped me get use to this new world, and it's only been one day. Looking around me, I noticed, that I still do not understand. Peggy, I decided is my mother, what she calls a guardian or a foster mother. Although she is younger then I, who must be of the age of 22, she is much wiser then me in this time.
I wish to stop now. I wish to find peace again. Why am I here?
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2008 6:16 pm
January 13 I was confused once again. I still do not know why I am here. I had thought that perhaps I did not die, but was dreaming. Fate however was cruel. I was not dreaming, Uncle did die. I am left here, in a world and time I do not know of. Peggy, my guardian, still holds onto me as if I would leave. But I can not.
I learned that she is of the same decent. We are both, as she would say, Chinese. Is that what they call our race? I stand here, holding onto nothing but words that she tells me. Should I believe them?...Yes, I feel no lies, no hate, and only truth and is that love fro her? Does she really love me as a mother would for their own blood child? Or a sister? I asked the question, truth be told, she said she admires me...what is there to admire. I am but..half-dead?
No, answers were given, I am not dead anymore. I'm alive. It hit me...I'M ALIVE?! Thoughts once again rushed to my head! If I do not clear my mind, Peggy will see who the real me is! I do not wish to ruin her image of the Jian she has seen. No, I will not show her the real me, I will not!
Much struggle...I cooked us food, she is hopless...even the easiest food she can cook, but just a small adjustment she burns them...I cooked pork bun, and ramen. I carried some of the ingredients on me. Just incase...
My guardian allowed me to go clear my mind. I had walked to the sound of waves. How calming, I never did see such a large mass of water before. I was never fortunate to live close to a body of water of any kind.
I had sat to meditate, when I saw a boy. I thought him to drown in the water, so I had just about to rush and save him, but he recovered. The waves were kind to him, such a young child would be a waste to die. He calls to me? But why? He tells me I look lonesome...I am not, I just need to think by myself!
He even dared to have the nerve to call me a Bao-Chan! But then I was never good on my japanese, if I remembered correctly he had called me old...not bread...But still! I am not OLD! I just about to hit him! But what would Peggy say? Would she disapprove? I stopped myself in time. I won't hurt him, I won't hurt a child who holds no weapons or hate for me.
His name, Naruto, he was named after food?! Why food? Amazingly he does not mind. He likes Ramen, so I decided to show him a trick I learned. This trick was so that I do not starve on journeys. Uncle taught me how to cook food quickly in what is at a high speed, like magic. I still do not know how I do it though. I just do...but it works...I twist of my hand, and food will be there. It was a godo thing I bought ingredients too.
He is a good boy, but...that was our first meeting. I still can not trust him fully...no matter their age, they could be demons hiding behind that mask...
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