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PostPosted: Sun Aug 21, 2005 5:34 pm


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(Thanks to Sabin for the beautiful headers!)

Emerwyn Achenson

Name: Emerwyn Achenson
Age: 23
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 134 lb.
Physical Description: Of relatively slender build, and moderate curves. Has a rather elongated face with fine features. She has large brown eyes, like the color of chocolate. Gold flecks around the pupil appear when it's stormy. Short red-brown hair that slightly curls out at the end. Thick, but seems to 'float' around her shoulders. Long fingers and toes.
Personality: Above all else, she has a very, very strong will. She will not back down when standing up for something, or someone, even if it is something trivial. Some call this stubbornness, but it most often shows her strong moral character; at least, that's what she says. She is overall very gentle and kind; these characteristics especially shine through when a friend needs a comforting shoulder to cry on. Emerwyn would do anything for these few special people, be it as simple as making a cup of hot tea to lift their spirits, or thrusting herself into harm's way to protect them from danger. Almost seems single-minded when it comes to what's right and what's wrong, but she will wait to listen to both sides before jumping to conclusions...... most of the time.
Interests: Reading, Making Scrapbooks, Photography, Trees
Former Occupation: Book store keeper

Serum: Ezo Sika Deer
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Male Ezo Sika

"If you believe that there's a place beyond what eyes can see,
Beyond that hill, and further still
The wind blows free.
If, for a time, the only sound would be of falling leaves,
Then you would hear true harmony
If only you believe..."
PostPosted: Sun Aug 21, 2005 5:35 pm


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You'll notice some chapters don't have links to the roleplay.

PROLOGUE


All that mattered in her life was him. She completely abandoned the life she once knew; if only it could've saved him from this unknown fate. She would do anything, anything... If only she could...
Emerwyn Achenson?s childhood was of no particular consequence. The only purpose it served was to hide her from the horrors of the world, which would only be thrust upon her full-force when she escaped from under her metaphorical rock. She moved aimlessly through elementary and secondary school, having friends that meant nothing to her. She barely remembers their names. All she retained from her childhood is what she got from books she'd read; she'd read a lot. She also had a large collection of scrap booking materials, which, since she didn't have many memories to record in them, remained unused for many years. After such a sheltered life, Emerwyn didn't have a clue what she wanted to do with herself. So, she searched in the place where she found her only escape as a youth - in books. She got a job at a local, cozy bookstore. She got along well there, making money to support herself while thinking about college. While working at this place, that she soon discovered to be her home, she met the most important people in her life. The first and foremost was Jerrick Millet. He had walked into the shop, and they shared a classic romantic-awkward first meeting. They went on to become very good friends, then more so than that. She met each and every one of her friends at the book store as well, probably since she spent most of her time there. Ketta was introduced to her by Jerrick. The two of them had been friends since childhood. She was of extremely short stature. The next was Lyra, a law-school student, who had found herself sucked into a conversation Emerwyn and Jerrick were sharing one day over tea. Noah came with his adopted son, Garen; they simply loved the atmosphere and came in every day. The group was very diverse in looks, ideas, and personalities, but they quickly became inseparable. The one thing each one of them had in common was a love for the mystical and fantastical. They'd always discus not only the wonderful caliber of the classics, Tolkien, Carroll, and so on, they also discuss the possibility that all of this could actually exist somewhere, even right under their noses. They researched together, and went on trips to Europe, and Asia, to places where Faerie sightings were often reported. Then, they separated. Noah got engaged, and moved away with Garen. Lyra also had to move, for she had finally graduated after eight long years, and was offered a job. Ketta had to go back to England to take care of her ill father. Jerrick and Emerwyn were left alone. They decided to get an apartment and live together for a while. They enjoyed the 'alone time' for a while. . . Then it slowly began to become unbearable. Three years they had been together; the change was too sudden, and so uncanny. Emerwyn took this time to start thinking again about what she wanted to do. In her mind, she felt she was running out of time to go to school. She considered becoming a writer, or a photographer, or perhaps even a journalist. She was so indecisive, she put it of for another few months. That was when Ketta's father died. Jerrick had to go to her. Emerwyn wanted to come, but her boss was on vacation, and the bookstore was left for her to mind. So, Jerrick packed his things and booked a flight across the sea. Emerwyn couldn't bear to watch him leave, so she left him at the gate. They waved one final time and Emerwyn took a picture of him. This was her most cherished photograph. She kept the store for a while, and all thoughts of school flew out of her head again. She began to recede into her books again, her only speech being to her customers in small transactions. Then the headaches started. They began as simple headaches, she figured by lack of fluids. Then they got stronger. She shrugged them off as allergies, and took some medicine. Stronger still. Go to the doctor. Nothing was wrong with her. The doctors were baffled. One suggested she got out more. She called Jerrick. It was disconnected. She called Ketta at her father's house. Ketta had been trying desperately to call Emerwyn, but she had her cell turned off and her phone disconnected as part of her social descent. Jerrick never arrived! He had disappeared. Impossible! The police were involved; they found absolutely no evidence to his disappearance. According to witnesses, he had gotten on the plane. No one recalled whether he'd gotten off, and the pilots would have known if someone was thrown off. No one knew; the police gave up. Half-way through Ketta's fretted story, Emerwyn dropped the phone, barely listening. But she took in everything. Every horrible word echoed through her, slashing at her core. "Jerrick - gone - police - think - dead..."
"I don't."
Emerwyn's resolve hardened. She called back the friends. Noah's wife was pregnant, but he'd do whatever he could. Lyra worked on getting another investigation started, even though Emerwyn thought that would do nothing. Ketta stayed in England to keep up the search there, and Lyra soon joined her. Emerwyn stayed in the states. She quit her job at the bookstore, and devoted all her time and energy to finding Jerrick. Jerrick was what kept her alive. She felt the headaches could only be caused by Jerrick's disappearance. She was sure it was something unnatural. Lyra had suggested these theories were caused by her stress, and that Emerwyn seek psychiatric help. She did not; she couldn't. Jerrick needed her.
A month later, Lyra and Ketta contacted Emerwyn. They thought they had a lead, but they could not say more. Just that Emerwyn get a plane over there immediately. Emerwyn would not tale a plane. She hadn't liked flying to begin with, and now with Jerrick's situation, she would have nothing to do with them. She found a way onto a small transport ship that let her have cheap passage with them, provided she stay out of the way, and bring her own food.
The ship crashed. The irony still sickens her. She was the only survivor.
She was washed up on an Island. And not just any uncharted island...

Emerwyn


Emerwyn

PostPosted: Sun Aug 21, 2005 5:38 pm


PART I


Chapter One: Shipwreck

Chapter Two: Greer. Truth.

Chapter Three: Transformation. Countdown.

Chapter Four: Ill beginnings.

Chapter Five: Voices.

Chapter Six: Seranade.

Chapter Seven: Cafeteria: Emerwyn's encounter with the Cat.

Chapter Eight:Emerwyn starts dying on the cliff

Chapter Nine: Emerwyn's illness is shot down by the cold Doctor

Chapter Ten: Emerwyn Reflects - Psychosomatic
Poetry Jam - Julian

Chapter Eleven: Undesired meeting at the river. Emerwyn's British?!

Chapter Twelve: Jungle: A talk of trees and munches on leaves. Fluffy tails.

Chapter Thirteen: Entertainment Room. Awkward introductions.

Chapter Fourteen: A terrible dream. The White Stag.

Chapter Fifteen: Transformation 1


PART II


Chapter One: The first to see the change. Books.

Chapter Two: Jungle: Inviting the boy up to her room...

Chapter Three: The boy. Tears.

Chapter Four: Isolation.

Chapter Five: Emerwyn emerges. A fellow Brit. Racism.

Chapter Six: A poem. A Cat. A friend.

Chapter Seven I: Doorknobs.
Chapter Seven II: Truth.
Chapter Seven III: Blood.

Chapter Eight: Seeking Aid?

Chapter Nine: You Call This Psychosomatic?

Chapter Ten: Songs From the Trees

Chapter Eleven: Intamacy

Chapter Twelve: Alice

Chapter Thirteen: Camp in the Tulgey Wood

Chapter Fourteen: Revenge

Chapter Fifteen: Identity

Chapter Sixteen: Guilt

Chapter Seventeen: The Jabberwock

Chapter Eighteen: "I did this."

Chapter Nineteen: The Hunter and...

Chapter Twenty: Reminiscing

Chapter Twenty One: Suffocating

Chapter Twenty Two: Shelter

Chapter Twenty Three: Return

Chapter Twenty Four: Shipwrecked again

Chapter Twenty Five: Final Hope Lost

Chapter Twenty Six: The Ghost

Interjection I: Back Home

Chapter Twenty Sever: Once Upon a Dream

Chapter Twenty Eight: Storytelling

Chapter Twenty Nine: Two Songs

Chapter Thirty: An S.O.S.

Chapter Thirty One: Frateranizing with the Enemy

Chapter Thirty Two: Pacing, Pacing...

Chapter Thirty Three: Spread a Little Sunshine

Chapter Thirty Four: Kindred Spirits

Chapter Thirty Five: Needle and Thread

Chapter Thirty Six: Transformation 2

PART III


Chapter One: Acceptance

Chapter Two: Spreading Joy

Chapter Three: A Bloody Develpoment

Chapter Four: The Lost Days

Chapter Five: New Bonds

Chapter Six: Instincts

Chapter Seven: Scalebathing

Chapter Eight: Tavern Songs

Chapter Nine: Awkward Moments

Chapter Ten: The Hunt

Chapter Eleven: Fancy Talkin' Freak

Chapter Twelve: Happy Birthday

Chapter Thirteen: Earth's Reflection

Chapter Fourteen: The Gushing Drugee

Chapter Fifteen: The Letter

Chapter Sixteen: Recoveries...

Chapter Seventeen: First Impressions Aren't Everything

Chapter Eighteen: We'll All Be Okay.

Chapter Nineteen: Renewal

Chapter Twenty: When Nervous Folk do Meet

Chapter Twenty-One: Hope Rekindled

Chapter Twenty-Two I: A Friend in Need...
Chapter Twenty-Two II: ...A Friend in Deed.

Chapter Twenty-Three: Deer and Dragon

Chapter Twenty-Four: Tea for One

Chapter Twenty-Five: Another Day, Another Run

Chapter Twenty-Six:

Chapter Twenty -Seven: Wheels
**This RP disappeared... Basically, Emerwyn found one of her notes under a sedated Billy's wheelchair wheel. An adventure ensues.**

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Photograph
**This RP is also gone. And it was also left imcomplete. Zach finds the cherished photgraph of Jerrick and Emerwyn. Through much riddlings from Emerwyn, he finally realizes that it is her in the photo, and recalls the story she had told him about her lost love.**

Chapter Twenty-Nine A: Friend through Friend

Chapter Twenty-Nine B: Letters from God

Chapter Thirty: Riddles

Chapter Thirty-One: Wedding Bells

Chapter Thirty-Two: Confusion - Halloween 2006

Chapter Thirty-Three: Transformation Three

PART IV


Chapter One: Blue Angel

Chapter Two: Running

Chapter Three: Newton

Chapter Four: Reunited

Chapter Five: Clean

Chapter Six: A New Theme

Chapter Seven: "We Lived."
PostPosted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 12:54 am


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Colche: An interesting girl who lives in the duplex directly below me. She doesn't seem to have had much contact with people before now.

Colche grows, and it is a beautiful thing. While she physically grows into a beautiful creature, she mentally grows in a way I cannot comprehend. Perhaps this experiment is doing more good for her than bad. She is exposed to a natural (or semi-natural) world, and is finding beauty in it.

Greer Cassenwari: A kind, and very honest woman. She is the one who told me what lies in store for me here, and verified my fears about the Doctor.

Greer is like a sister to me. When I was in some of my darkest places, she needed only say a few comforting words and I found myself again.

Amaya Vaughen: A spunky young girl. Too young. Seems a little self-concious, but I envy her spirit. With all the kind people residing here, I'm sure she'll find more confidence yet.

Ian Campbell: It seems I cannot deny it anymore. I have totally and completely fallen in love with him. The memory of Jerrick plagues me still. I cannot love another.

No matter where I go, he follows me still. I cannot hide from him, in my dreams, in my waking hours. When I see him, I feel as though I may die, but when I am without, I know I will.

A transformation stronger than any Moreau could inflict has taken place! I am in love with Ian, and nothing is going to make me deny that any longer. I have come to a realization. I cannot hide from the truth, or it will destroy me. How it feels to love and be loved in return, I can't even express in words!

I need time... I know it sounds a foolish excuse, but there is much yet to do, and until it is done, Ian and I must-

Ambrose Maurlias: I don't feel like I know much about him, only that he is kind and very mature. I hope to see him again. I should take him up on that invitation...

It seems I have found a kindred spirit. He, too, has lost a love in his admittance to the Island. However, he had been reunited with her.
It causes me to wonder. I miss Jerrick so, but would I feel better if he were here with me?
Considering the other option, perhaps I would...

Julian Vorpalle: A kind and sweet young man. I think I'm beginning to get through to him. I feel quite an affinity with him. He's a good friend.

It grows far more difficult for poor Julian. As does it grow harder for me to help him. The Cheshire Cat is strong, and I am not sure I can survive facing him alone again. But I must hold on... for both of us.

My heart is pained. Something happened that I can only blame myself for. How could I act that way toward him without realizing just how he may react? And now, he wants something that I cannot give him...

I feel a guilt deeper than any guilt I have felt before. I left Julian to the dogs - or to the Cat... and he has paid the price. Perhaps the time alone will one day strengthen him, but at the moment he seems only a shadow of his former self.

Lauren (Thorn): I've only met her as "Thorn." She seems to have quite an attitude. The only person I've met so far who actually likes the Doctor. She doesn't seem to even know the meaning of the word compassion.

I have met her again, only to have my dislike and pity for her grow. She suffers something great. I think Doctor Moreau has some sort of connection with her - how else would she feel compassion for that... devil? I fear I have turned her against Julian... and I'm not sure which of them to fear for...

Timothy Matthews: A very sweet young man, and a very talented musician. We had a little "jam session." I hope we'll do it again soon.

Pyroth Ignatius: After more than a shaky first impression, it's surprising that we seem to have hit if off so well. He gave me a lot of courage where I thought I had none. We can beat the Doctor yet.

Awen Zyn: I have met her only on two or three occasions, and didn't get a chance to really talk to her. She seems an amiable person. Very sweet and... colourful - literally.

Emelyn White: A great help when I was desperately in need. She was very, very kind to me, even though she had to trick me to take me to get help. I have suspiscions about how she feels towards Moreau...

Emelyn is another true friend in this dark place. She very aptly brought me back to my senses when I was acting a complete fool. She certainly got the worst end of it, and I am only too grateful that she forgave me.

Emelyn is apparantly in the labs, for she was gravely injured. Lucas and I wrote her a letter. I hope that the doctors will give it to her, and I hope that she finds in it the strength to heal.

Jamal Reedy: Met only in passing. Can't make any judgements at this point. Seemed a very strong personality, though.

Joliette Rigiel: A photographer. That alone opens up for connections, though I never got the chance to talk to her about it. She helped me out a great deal.
I'm starting to see a trend. Am I becoming too dependent? Or was I always like this...?

Dr. Madison: Don't know much. I was mostly unconscious during my 'meeting' with her. Only vague visions tell me that there may be one staff member here who actually wants to help.

Rex Vadnais:
He is an overall sweet person. Though a part of me is warning me against him. Nature is insisting that he is a predator, and I the prey. How can we work together to keep our sanity when so much is fighting to keep us apart?

... It seems that I have taken on the role of "prey" in more than one way with this young man. I do not believe that his - forward - actions toward me were completely intentional. After all, there are more things at play in our minds from these feral transformations. Perhaps we can eventaully mend this tattered 'friendship' we've sewn.

Avery Calder:
Avery is very sensitive. The first time I saw him, he was crying. The next, on the brink of tears.
It is completely understandable. Any grown man has an excuse to act that way face with the fate that Avery is facing. I only wish more people could share their emotions like that.

Bobby Reynolds:
What a wonderful woman! When it seemed I couldn't get any happier, she mad it happen! In these dark times, I shall not soon forget her kindness.
But, what she said about marriage...

Zachary Bloodstone:
Zachary seems to be injured in some way. He seems intent on denying the good in anything, and yet, I find myself attracted toward him. He is by far one of the people I find are the easiest to speak with. Perhaps it is only because he is the only predator who hasn't made some attempt to turn me into dinner.

Nita MacNeal:
I worried for Nita greatly when we first met in the cafeteria. The guards came to administer an injection, and I took her to her room, where I set her to bed to prepare for her coming pain.
It is never fair, especially for one so innocent and kind.

Alec Derring:
I believe Alec and I may have been able to hit it off, if it weren't for our companion frightening the Deer away.

Chana Cohen:
A reality check. That is what Chana offered me, right when I needed it. The reality was this - the world is a gorgeous place. And if one does not take the time to realize it, and revel in it, everything that composes your own world will fall apart.

Billy
We have had many meetings, all of which have ended in varying states of discomfort. First, it ended in his bitter remarks and insults, after I had only offered to help. Next, he spilled his life story to me, leaving us both in awkward silence.
I recently found him in a strange lethargic state outside the village whilst retrieving my notes. He desperately needed water. I wonder if his mental state was an effect of the serum? I pray this is not true...

Kaveri Porter:
An artist. A unique one, yes, but is that not neccessary in a true visionary? I felt a profound sense of irony that my hope should be rekindled and my light renewed in a place that looked and smelled of death and darkness. Kaveri has a light of her own that reflects this same strange essence. It is a powerful thing.

Newt Filinias:


Maryke:

Lucas Wickham:

Richard Harrison:

Liamh:


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Emerwyn's Personal Possesions

All she managed to save from the wreck was her memory book, which was with her at all times. It became damaged in the shipwreck.
In the very first page is the treasured photo of Jerrick, leaning up against a rail at the airport, by an open window. Sunlight streams perfectly over his blonde-brown hair.

Emerwyn


Emerwyn

PostPosted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 1:02 am


The Serum: Shika (or Sika) Deer

Information Credit: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sika_Deer - An awesome free encyclopedia site!

Kingdom: Animalia
Phylum: Chordata
Class: Mammalia
Order: Artiodactyla
Family: Cervidae
Genus: Cervus
Species: C. nippon

The Sika Deer Cervus nippon is a typical member of the family Cervidae. It is native to East Asia, ranging from Siberia to Korea, Manchuria and Eastern China, and Vietnam. It is found also on Taiwan and Japan and some other smaller western Pacific islands. There are several geographically separated subspecies.

(Extra note: Emerwyn is transforming into the Ezo Sika, native to Japan, particularly the island, Hokkaido.)

Sika Deer are widespread in Japan, and readily become tame; at one time they were regarded as sacred. The largest wild populations are in the northern island of Hokkaido. Following Japanese settlement of Hokkaido in the latter half of the 19th century, the deer there were hunted almost to the point of extinction, and were reduced to a few small populations. Legal protection put in place in the mid 20th century was followed by rapid population recovery from the 1950s to the 1980s. In the absence of the natural predators (wolves, now extinct in Japan), some hunting is now encouraged in order to stabilise the population and limit the agricultural damage done by the deer. The present Hokkaido deer population is still concentrated in the eastern half of the island, and many deer that frequent other parts of the island migrate back to this area during the winter months.
Deer are also present in the more populated islands of Japan: for example, in the ancient capital city of Nara, they wander at will among the temples, and are much photographed (and fed) by tourists. In other parts of Asia, the deer have also been extensively hunted, and legal protection has been less effective, so that several populations and subspecies are now endangered.

Sika Deer Photo Gallery
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Large Male Ezo Sika
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Gorgeous Female Sika standing in the tranquil waters
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Two young Sika, snuggling/cleaning each other. *sooo cute*
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Hokkaido, the Sika Deer's main Homeland.
PostPosted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 1:03 am


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Emerwyn, upon arrival at the Island.

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Emerwyn's first change.

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Emerwyn, being dramatic... and pensive.

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Emerwyn, being haplessly attacked by a crazed Pyroth.

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Emerwyn, enticing Ian's fantasies dressed as a tavern wench. (This one didn't happen >.>)

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Emerwyn, now stuck in Julian's... fantasy? More than a little awkward.

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Emerwyn, out in the jungle after her first transformation, struggling through physical and emotional distress.

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Emerwyn, lost in the depths of her illness, drowing in the literal and metaphorical blood of the guilt she cannot escape. ((*Done by Pandara*))

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A portrait of Emerwyn. ((*Done by Antigra*))

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A little edit of Emer. ^^ ((*Done by Emerwyn*))

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Emerwyn's reaction to Lion-Smooch. ((*Done by Antigra*))

Emerwyn's Poetry

Hand of Fate
You are not what you seem

I lost my way down on Broadway
It seems uncanny how often we find ourselves
On Memory Lane.
And how often we can't find
A way out.

What was that?
I couldn't hear you.
Then again, I can't hear at all.
Where I am, no one can hear me, either.
It's strange.
Though I am alone, I am happy.

I am alone...
I am happy?

Now I am confused.
It seems rediculous
How often we find ourselves
Incapacitated.
Inconceivable.
I'm closing in on myself.

What now?
I see your hand.
You want me to take it.
Can I reach?
I strain long and hard.
You're here.

We take the final bow, and lose ourselves together.

Emerwyn


Emerwyn

PostPosted: Sat Sep 17, 2005 8:47 am


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