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 Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 11:43 am
 This Journal belongs to I Am Malkavian Madness, once The Little White Prince who was once The Lady Ravagon (I got hacked, go figure), and her pet Bel Sangue. If you wish to be allowed to post inside this journal then please PM me. Currently there is no one but myself and shop staff are allowed to post in this journal.
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 11:47 am
Table of Contents
1. Introduction Post
2. Table of Contents <--- You are Here
3. About Bel Sangue
4. About Cynge
5. About The Lady Ravagon
6. Family Friends and Enemies
7. Accomodation
8. Interactions
9. Bel Sangue's Toybox
10. Gallery
11. Growing Status
12. Reserved
13. Reserved
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 11:49 am
About Bel Sangue
Post Color: Alizarin Crimson
Name: Bel Sangue
Meaning: Beautiful Blood in Italian
Stage: Undera
Guardian: Cynge
Likes: Dark places, small spaces, Cygne, roses, being outside, night time, winged things
Dislikes: Sudden loud noises, sudden bright lights, having his wings yanked on, being alone for a long period of time
Personality: His personality is still a little bit unknown, as he just grew
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 11:52 am
About Cygne, Bel's Guardian
Name: Cygne
Meaning: Swan in... French? I don't remember anymore
Age: Eighteen
Charge: Bel Sangue
Likes: The color black, peace and quiet, being left alone, dancing, music, looking at the night sky, his fan and parasol, reading twisted fairytales, hexes, Bae
Dislikes: Bright colors, bright lights, noisy and crowded places, being bothered about his fan and parasol, thinking about his parents, thinking about his past, Bae most of the time, Neo
Background: Cynge was the only black swan in the place where he was born. Figured to be an accident, or possibly a random egg left at the pond by another swan, he was treated as the pond's low-life. From the time he was born to the time he was finally able to leave he sustained multiple injuries caused by other swans, including the swans that had accidently thought he was apart of their nest.
When he was finally able to escape he did, unhindered by the other swans as they were all glad to see him go. He taught himself how to fly watching other birds, though because of his injuries that had never fully healed properly he can only fly short distances.
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 11:54 am
About The One Behind Cynge and Bel Sangue
For picture see avatar.
Name: Just call me Madness. Or Mad. Your choice.
Nicknames: Prince, Ko Ko Kitten, Teh Ebil Lap Kitteh of Doom, Lady Ravagon, Lady, Rava, Ravagon, Ashnen, anyone she's ever cosplayed as
Age: Eighteen
Likes: Anime, manga, computers, the internet, yuri and yaoi, roleplaying, reading, writing, pretty things, poetry, things other people would find disturbing or creepy, J-Rock, and much much more!
Dislikes: Mean people, people who use others, insults, her friends being hurt
Note: I am female. Deal with it.
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 11:59 am
Family Friends and Enemies~We keep our friends close...Anthrobreedables
'Tuchai- A fellow ITL pet owner
Tristam- A fellow ITL pet owner~And we keep our enemies just as close...None, and lets keep it that way~But our family will always remainThalael Mol- Bel's Courtesan 'sister'
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 12:00 pm
Accomodations
Cynge and Bel Sangue live in Cynge's room. I'd describe it but.... you really don't want to know what's in his room. It's kinda just a little scary.
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 12:04 pm
Interactions
~This post will contain all interactions that both Cynge and Bel Sangue have~
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 12:08 pm
Bel Sangue's Toybox 
- Cygne got Bel Sangue some kokeshi dolls
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 12:09 pm
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 12:11 pm
Growth and Post Status
Orb to Undera: COMPLETED!!!
Six journal entries needed
Journal entries made: 6
Undera to Corsea: In Progress...
Twelve additional journal entries and regular RP needed
Journal entries made: 12
Roleplays: 0
Corsea to Coursier/Courtesan:
Eighteen additional journal entries and regular RP needed
Journal entries made: 0
Roleplays: 0
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 12:12 pm
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 12:14 pm
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 12:17 pm
Entry One: Is It Fate? Or Does Someone Out There disLike Me? Part 1
It had started out as a rather normal day, Cygne had awakened to Kazuki jumping on his bed, as he usually did to wish him a good morning. Only instead of saying his usual 'Good morning Cy-Cy~' he was telling him to get up. He grumbled, wanting to shove Kazuki away and roll over, wanting to go back to sleep, but Kazuki kept jumping on him.
"Cy-Cy~ Wake up! There's a big marble on your desk!"
"... uh... w-what? Marble?"
Cygne finally gave up on remaining asleep, moving Kazuki off of him just enough so that he could sit up, rubbing his eyes.
"What the hell are you talking about? What big marble?"
"It's on your desk! Lookit!"
Cygne continued to grumble, barely able to keep his head up as he tried to remember where his desk was. What time was it anyway? When he finally did blink over to his desk he did see what Kazuki was talking about. A large-ish sized crystal orb was resting neatly on a stack of his books on his desk; a silver mist swirling about inside the seemingly black orb. What was the oddest thing about it, besides the fact it hadn't rolled off his books and shatter on the floor, was the single red petal that floated lazily about in the center of the cloud of silver. He blinked once, twice, then again.
"..................what the hell..."
Kazuki was practically sitting in his lap, red panda tail swishing back and forth lightly.
"I think it's pretty! Where'd you get it?"
"... I..... have no idea..."
He rubbed his eyes, pushing Kazuki off him as he swung his legs over the side of the bed. Well this was really weird.
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2008 12:19 pm
Entry Two: Is It Fate? Or Does Someone Out There disLike Me? Part 2
Cygne, Kazuki, and Chul sat about the kitchen, all of them watching the orb as it rolled about on the floor. It never stopped, it never slowed, it never ran into anything, it simply rolled about on the floor. Then again, it wasn't all that simple. It wouldn't roll about in just circles, but squares and triangles as well, seemingly picking the design it would complete at random. As they watched it the orb completed a thin figure-eight, before going back into another square.
".... so.... what is it?"
Chul sipped his morning tea lightly, sitting on the kitchen table, one leg dangling as he looked up at Cygne from the orb. Cygne just shrugged, so it was Kazuki who answered.
"It's a big marble! I found it on Cy-Cy's desk while he was sleeping! Someone sent it to him with this!"
The dress wearing male hopped off the counter, heading over to Chul with the note that he had found under the orb, not even noticing as the orb barely missed his foot as it rolled in a oval. Chul took the note from Kazuki as the other male sat down on the table next to him.
".... so... you wished... for an orb that makes patterns on the kitchen floor and can sit on a stack of books without falling over?"
"No, stupid, I didn't WISH for anything."
Kazuki shook his head. "That can't be true, or you wouldn't have gotten the orb in the first place. It's a special orb, which means Cy-Cy made a special wish in order to get it."
Cygne just shrugged, grumbling as he reached down, picking up the rolling orb and looking it over. The silver clouds swirled about around the single red petal inside, while the rest of the orb remained black. A light frown crossed his lips as he looked over at Chul and Kazuki.
"What am I supposed to do with it?"
Kazuki giggled lightly. "Duh! You take care of it! It's like your own little eggie~!"
Cygne would have smacked his forehead if he hadn't been holding the orb with both hands. This was going to be a long... long... few days.
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