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 Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 3:12 pm
 Welcome to the journal of Jack and Aaron. As is true of most journals, this one is private and should only be written in by Jack, Aaron, and their designated friends.
If you would like to house your own interplanetary criminal, please visit us at the ICRS.
Interplanetary Criminal's Name: Salthede Mir'Klow Paliv Man'eer
Crime: Transport of living bodies to be used for organ donation
Date of Sentencing: 9/24/08
Guardian: Aaron McCormick (Hikari_of_Genesis)
Stage: Toddler
Gender: Male
Eye Color: Light green
Hair Color: Brownish red
Skin Color: Orangey
Other Distinguishing Features: Tail, two toes, spikes.
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 4:47 pm
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations... When we blindly adopt a religion, a political system, a literary dogma, we become automatons. We cease to grow.... Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.
-Anais Nin 
[01] |Archie Saturn's Post|
[02] |Welcome + Navigation|
[03] |Kalput'ui|
[04] |Salthede|
[05] |The Crime|
[06] |Jack|
[07] |Aaron|
[08] |Family|
[09] |Assets|
[10] |What is Mine|
[11] |Memories|
[12] |Photo Album|
[13] |Rules|
[14] |Credits|
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 5:29 pm
Kalput’ui is a small cluster of five planets that create one empire. The largest is the working class planet, Kalput’ui Major which hosts the government and a few residential areas. Kalput’ui Minor is the smallest of the five, which contains the judicial system and the disciplinary camps. The remaining three planets are residential areas, each equipped with lesser jobs, shops and the schooling systems. The residential planets are simply named, Sec. one, two and three, Sec one holding the wealthy class, two hosting the mediocre families and three housing the poor. Needless to say, Kalpains, the denizens of Kalput’ui, are never on one planet for long. Public commute is available and easy to access for those commuting daily between the planets.
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 5:38 pm
  Name:: Salthede Mir’Klow Paliv Man’eer
Nicknames:: Salthede, Thede.
Gender:: Male
Age:: 5.6 Malisteers {aprox. 28}
Posts in:: Sienna
Race:: Kalpain
Martial Status:: Single and loving it.
Crush:: Everyone.
Best Friend:: Daimur
Eye Color:: Dark carrot-brown
Hair Color:: Bright lavender
Skin Tone:: Dark – Burnt Sienna
Distinguishing Features~ Overall alien-ness. Horns atop his head and joints, resembling a horny toad. Several quill like spikes that are a similar color to his hair, if not more blue.
{ A b i l i t i e s }
Charisma, Charm and Allure::
{ E x t r a N o t e s }
Normal Attire:
For wardrobe, when Salthede actually is dressed, he dresses to please. Sharp suits, acceptable long coats, glamorous vests and designer shoes are the only clothes that clad his body. Yet, while his clothes tend to be classier, they are rather relaxed in his own aspect. Given his profession as a smuggler and a con man he dresses nicely, more in attempts to please the other party into settling an agreement. Salthede, despite his good taste in clothing and stylish jackets, does prefer to be half naked most of the time.
{ P e r s o n a l i t y & Q u i r k s }
Salthede self declared himself as “Lethally charming” while others see him as flirtatious, cunning, clever and harshly blunt. He is relatively light-hearted yet aloof and is careful to observe the reactions in his interested parties and act accordingly to please. As a salesman, con man and smuggler, the ability of eloquent charisma is needed in large demands and luckily enough for his client, he posses as such… in spades.
Yet, Salthede carries more than charisma in his arsenal. At a young age he realized that strangers, friends and enemies had a knack for gravitating towards him. He never had trouble with haggling, lying, cheating, begging or mooching with anyone he had ever known. Sector One housed inhabitants who holstered enough greed to shoot their own grandmothers if given the opportunity for an extra coin to add to their hoard. Needless to say, growing up in Sector One was not easy for a free loader such as Salthede. Yet, he managed to succeed in his endeavors. It was then that he realized that he holds the unmistakable power of Allure. A simple wink and a quick gesture was enough to get anyone jumping into his arms.
Along with his newfound ability, Salthede developed a sort of pansexuality, willing to take and be taken by anyone. This ‘willing to jump anything with a pulse’ was thought to have developed after not getting enough love in his younger years. However that would be a lie as parents, family and friends smothered him with affection. Salthede is attention hungry and enjoys being the object of anyone’s thoughts, which leads to his self righteous, cocky and very narcissistic behavior.
Above all, Salthede cares most for his work. He will do anything to gain an extra client, charm one more unsuspecting soul into his smuggler trap or con one more official to buy his ship that really works this time. He once recalled traveling to a remote planet for a shipment, was caught and sentenced to execution only to wake up the next morning to a bad hangover and sharing a bed with one of his supposed executioners. His morals are painted gray and he will stop at nothing to get what he wants.
When needed he masks his true emotions to the point where he could be flirting fervently, all charming smiles as he holds a gun to his patrons face, in fact incidences such as these are not all that uncommon.
On an awkward side note, Salthede has the odd knack of entering a female’s gestation period. As to how he manages to become impregnated is not thoroughly known. None of the offspring yet have survived. This may have to do with Salthede’s likeness to Kalput’ui’s finest hard liquor.
Salthede: hopeless romantic, greedy S.O.A.B, cold hearted flirt, narcissistic nasty and horny toad.
Likes: Liquor, smexing, con-arts, fine clothing, wining and dining, travel, his ship and Daimur.
Dislikes: Suffocation, being cold, betrayal, being lost, losing cargo, getting caught in the act and getting preggo.
Image Song: I Can’t Decide – The Scissor Sisters
Lyrics: It’s not easy having yourself a good time~
Quote: “You’re pregnant?” "I’m naming it beer. Pass me the liquor?"
Is currently: Not Amused.I CANT DECIDE
The Scissor Sisters
It's not easy having yourself a good time
Greasing up those bets and betters
Watching out they don't ******** and kiss you both at the same time
Smells-like something I've forgotten
Curled up died and now it's rotten
I'm not a gangster tonight
Don't want to be a bad guy
I'm just a loner baby
And now you're gotten in my way
I can't decide
Whether you should live or die
Oh, you'll probably go to heaven
Please don't hang your head and cry
No wonder why
My heart feels dead inside
It's cold and hard and petrified
Lock the doors and close the blinds
We're going for a ride
It's a b***h convincing people to like you
If I stop now call me a quitter
If lies were cats you'd be a litter
Pleasing everyone isn't like you
Dancing jigs until I'm crippled
Slug ten drinks I won't get pickled
I've got to hand it to you
You've played by all the same rules
It takes the truth to fool me
And now you've made me angry
I can't decide
Whether you should live or die
Oh, you'll probably go to heaven
Please don't hang your head and cry
No wonder why
My heart feels dead inside
It's cold and hard and petrified
Lock the doors and close the blinds
We're going for a ride
Oh I could throw you in the lake
Or feed you poisoned birthday cake
I wont deny I'm gonna miss you when you're gone
Oh I could bury you alive
But you might crawl out with a knife
And kill me when I'm sleeping
That's why
I can't decide
Whether you should live or die
Oh, you'll probably go to heaven
Please don't hang your head and cry
No wonder why
My heart feels dead inside
It's cold and hard and petrified
Lock the doors and close the blinds
We're going for a ride
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 5:40 pm
{ T h e S h o r t S t o r y }
A con-man/smuggler who was caught transporting live bodies to be used as organ donations. The ‘goods’, he protests, were not his…. The council was not convinced.
{ T h e L o n g S t o r y }[to be filled in]
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 5:43 pm
  Name:: Jack is his name. It was Aaron who named the youthful criminal, pulling one out of the air and on the spot. The name was probably drifting on the surface of his mind after a heated conversation with colleagues about the movie The Incredibles. The office was talking of superpowers and which ones they would like to have, JakJak’s held Aaron’s interest the most after watching the CG baby turn into a small red demon amongst other shape shifting forms. It was after seeing the odd child that he decided that, shapeshifter or not, Jack would be a good name for the alien child.
Jack has taken his surrogate father's last name of course, thus his full name is Jack McCormick.
Nicknames:: Jackie, JakJak(underattack!), poop, and squish-face.
Guardian Aaron McCormick [Hikari_Of_Genesis]
Gender:: Male
Age:: “Reborn”
Posts in:: Darkorange
Race:: Kalpain with genetic modifications.
Martial Status:: Let’s not think about this…
Crush:: He’s quite the romancer.
Best Friend:: His tail, adequately named Swishy.
Eye Color:: Light bright green, think ‘Inside of a Cucumber’
Hair Color:: The color of a golden brown and red lovechild with highlights of sienna peaking through.
Hair Style:: Parted at the right allowing for a simple, spiky, sweep of bangs to cross over the fore and top of the head, a few strands are guilty to falling into his eyes now and then yet are never long enough to cause any real distraction. The rest is kept moderately trimmed, never falling below his mid-ear.
Skin Tone:: Tangerine-ish
Distinguishing Features~ His ears hold a similar point pattern to what he hosted in his previous life as a criminal, yet more rounded and less of a spike. He is relatively human looking despite his minimal spikes and rounded claws in the place of nails. His short and blunt quills are clustered into small groups on his shoulders and running along his spine in a line. The quills are soft at the touch, almost silicone really, and a periwinkle blue in color, darkening to the same shade as his ‘claws’.
Being bi-pedal, he has only two simple and relatively large toes, each tipped with a dull stub I’ve been respectively labeling as claws. However, the toes are able to move together, in a pincer like movement so that they can fit into a human shoe.
Along with interesting toes and small clusters of pins, Jack is also in possession of a tail, small and short yet will grow long enough to resemble a salamander’s as he ages.
His extraterrestrial characteristics also follow through to the internal side, such as the unfortunate ability to become impregnated (like his former self) and having a 5-chamber heart, the fifth chamber acting as a toxin removal (probably in response to Salthede’s taste in liquor) and two small stomachs, opposed to one.
Markings~ His ‘underside’: belly, chest, neck and underside of his tail, are a bit more yellow and more fair.
{ A b i l i t i e s }
None as of yet. Possibly still holds Allure.
{ Extra Notes }
Normal Attire: Jack’s wardrobe has not lost its class, though this is mainly due to his guardian’s influence. Opting for the classical 40’s wardrobe over graphic tees any day, Jack can be seen in sweater vests to suspenders and long coats with the ability to still look charming within them.
{ Personality }
Jack, while still maintaining his previous personality, is a bit more of a social butterfly, attempting to be sweet, kind and accepting to everyone. Hard sarcasm and wit has replaced his dry and often mean humor, but it’s all in the name of good fun. He'd rather have more friends than enemies, giving him a very happy-go-lucky feel.
He’s still a prankster and is always looking for a way to win, just he’s more cautious of the other party’s feelings opposed to his ‘take no prisoners’ approach. While, he is less active for his goals, at least in his youth, he has a high possibility of falling back onto his old self, full of snark and blunt reactions.
Likes: Music, dancing, extravagant stories, tragedies, books, his friends, coffee, Cons(his cons on others), musicals, getting lost and Irony.
Dislikes: Cold weather, betrayal, no one listening to him, cons(on him), messes, mockery and people pulling his tail.
Image Song: Cosmic Castaway - Electrasy
Lyrics: But I'm all screwed up, a Cosmic Castaway~
Quote: "Aaron, you a disaster 32 years in the making…"
Is currently: Snarkily Amused.
COSMIC CASTAWAY
Electrasy
Lose my head to the chemical freeway
Comin' up on overload
In a mystic new dimension
Purify and sanctify me
What, so I'm in no end game
Move my piece right off the board
Losing sure is easy so I am no more
But I'm not broken, in my dream I win
and here I'm nothing, a Cosmic Castaway
In my head I'm a chemical dreamer
Speed up to burn out mode
Comin' up in the 5th dimension
Beautify, don't crucify me, yeah
So I need no mind game poisoning my lonely soul
Losing sure is easy so I am no more
But I'm not broken, in my dream I win
And I take over, cuz I'm no loser
And I'm in and you're not, bad dreams don't stop
But I'm all screwed up, a Cosmic Castaway
a Cosmic Castaway, a Cosmic Castaway
And I want but have not
Bad dreams, lust thoughts
In here with no pain, you hurt me again
And I want but have none
I should beat the alien
But hell I'm no one, a Cosmic Castaway
a Cosmic Castaway, a Cosmic Castaway
a Cosmic Castaway
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 5:47 pm
Name:: Aaron McCormick
Nicknames:: Aar, A, Ace.
Parents Zachary McCormick & Emily Wells
Gender:: Male
Age:: 32
Posts in:: Black
Race:: Human
Nationality:: British//Gaian
Martial Status:: Single
Crush:: Like he’d tell you.
Best Friend:: Matt Bines
Favourite Song:: Ready for the Floor – Hot Chip
Eye Color:: Carrot brown.
Hair Color:: Brown
Skin Tone:: Fair and peachy.
Distinguishing Features~ His unruly hair for one, and his glasses.
{ History }
Aaron has had a very normal life. He was born to Zachary and Emily, August 11th, 1975 in a lovely town above Durem. From youth he’d have found computers to be amazing, tinkering with his first at the age of 9 and further learning the workings all through his schooling. His parents were at first worried for his social and life skills and for good reason. Aaron was pulled in, keeping his small cluster friends close and refusing to expand. He still is slightly socially awkward, often times not being able to meet someone the first time without accidentally stubbing a tow, losing a sentence or looking like a fool in general.
However, he did make it through his youth. After university, an off and on experience he’d rather not talk about, he joined a small design firm based in Durem. He himself lives but a few blocks away from the building based near the outskirts of the city. He lives alone in a small flat, second floor, with modest furnishings. While not extravagant he lives the life of a small time web designer and still keeps in touch with his mother and father.
{ Extra Notes }
{Profession}: Web Designer/computer programmer
{Employer}: Seedpie Graphics | Marie Cu’loui
{Company Employees}:
Marie Cu’loui :: Co-Owner/designer
David Sheft :: Co-Owner/designer
Toshiko Manto :: designer
Matthew Bines :: designer/computer help
Amy Gable :: designer/coffee & nibblies
Aaron McCormick :: Website manager/photographer/nibblies
Normal Attire: – Generally laid back yet clean. Things that fit nicely.
{ Personality }
Aaron is a free flowing, no boundaries man. He’s happily settled into a simplistic life as a computer programmer and web designer for a growing Design Firm. Despite the pangs of being single Aaron has a happy-go-lucky attitude. He has an odd dry-humor and is known, at work, as the king of deadpanned one-liners. However, as the comic relief in often-tense situations Aaron has the uncanny ability to resolve most issues within the workplace. However, at home he feels most out of his element. One can only wonder how he would react to being tied down to the home, let alone with a child.
Likes: Music, websites that work, his friends, dogs, Chinese, ice cream, hoagies from Sam’s Sandwich Shoppe, iced tea, coffee, Sherlock Holmes and sci-fi.
Dislikes: Screaming, servers failing, the use of Comic Sans ms within a website, being turned down and cold weather.
Image Song: Run On - Moby
Lyrics: ”You’re my number one guy~
Quote: "Hmmmm….I’d say a Dollar."
Is currently: What the puppy?!
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 5:48 pm
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 5:49 pm
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 5:51 pm
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 5:53 pm
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever dooo~
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 5:55 pm
  Another interesting ward under my care. Only this one seems to resemble an orange rubber eraser? Quincy has taken to him like any elder brother would. It's a good thing the boy doesn't know that his favorite biddy sibling was once a high strung criminal.
 It's the eyes. They creep me out the most. Or maybe it's his I know I'm going to win demeanor...
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 5:56 pm
1. Please do not post here unless you are either: a visiting ICR, an ICR's Guardian, the Archie Saturn mule, someone with permission [simply drop off a PM if you're not sure] or someone dropping off a gift [please keep that to one post.]
2. If you'd please turn off your sig while posting, I'd be very grateful.
3. Don't PM me asking if Jack is for sale or anything of that sort. It's simply stupid and only bad things will come from it.
4. Rules, like much else, are susceptible to change ._.'
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 5:59 pm
ICRS (c) Smerdle
Jack/Salthede (c) Hikari_Of_Genesis
Official Art of Jack and Salthede (c) Smerdle
Songs (c) Respective Artists
Banners (c) Hikari_Of_Genesis
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 6:01 pm
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