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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 7:21 am
UNDER CONSTRUCTIONPresently, only Karo and I may post here.Table of Contents1. You're on it2. Owner Info3. Wild Temeo Info4. Non-wild Temeo Info5. Reserved6. Friends7. RP's8. Beginning of Entries
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 7:29 am
Owner Info Name: Sweet Sweet Dreams Nickname: Sweet Age: 16
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 7:30 am
Wild Temeo Info Name: Kazuma Gender: Male Birthday: October 22, 2008 Type: Wild Generation: ??? Color: Angelic Stage: Teen Personality: Curious, Playful How I Got Him: Cookie Event From: Temeo Parents: ??? Mate: None Children: None Stage 1Current Stage
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 7:31 am
Non-wild Temeo Info Name: Walter Gender: Male Birthday: May 8, 2009 Type: Regular Generation: ??? Color: Fauna Stage: Adult Personality: Loyal, Silent How I Got Him: FS From: Temeo Parents: ??? Mate: None Children: None
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 7:32 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 7:33 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 7:34 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 24, 2008 9:31 am
The liquid, doing a whirlpool-like motion, reminded me of a tie-dye shirt as the blue, purple, and latae colored brown swirled in the whirlpool. In spite of the baby temeo's bottle being wrapped in a dense cloth it gave off a tremendous amount of warmth. The little guy's happy, ain't he? I thought as a smile appeared on my face. I wonder what the little guy will look like. As eager as I was to name him, I couldn't think of an appropiate name. He'll just have to wait till he becomes a solid, and suddenly I thought of a block of ice. He ain't water about to be frozen. I sighed, and put him back on the warm carpet rug; I had moved evrything away from him, since he was my responsibility and I was determined to keep him as sheltered as possible. "Night night," I said as I closed the curtains and walked out of the room, filled with thoughts of all the fun games I was going to play with him.
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Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2008 10:44 am
He sure is restless. He must want to come out, I thought as I watched the bottle shake ever so slightly. I have a feeling he was going to be quite a handful. I picked up and cradled the bottle, wondering if it would soothe him. He stopped shaking, and I felt his calmness in spite of his liquid form. "I'll watch over you, so don't you worry," I whispered to myself. I still had no idea what he'd look like, or what I should name him. And his personality; what would he like? Dislike? He won't hate me, will he,? I thought, but I immediately shook that thought off. Don't think such things, I told myself, why would he hate me? He's just a baby, seeking the warmth and care of a mother, which I'm trying to provide. How dare I even think such thought, I scolded myself. No, even if for some odd reason he disliked me, he definitely wouldn't hate me. Then, I felt a bottle warm up, and I had a feeling he was telling me not to worry, that he liked me. I hugged the bottle, and I whispered, "I'm sure I'll like you too."
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2008 1:22 pm
"Temeo in bottle, I choose you!" and I did a ball-throwing motion. "Charm attack!" In the background you could here a voice talking, "I want a chramander. Let's go find..." It was the tv, and about ten feet from the screen the temeo in the bottle sat. I floped to the carpet floor and asked, "Are you enjoying the tv?" The liquid did a little splash and did a kiss sound. "I'm glad," I cooed, "after all, I don't want you to be unhappy." He began to swirl, something he quite often did. I did a happy sigh and laid on my back, my head resting on a pillow that was on the floor. I pat the bottle and began to move my right index finger in circles on the side of the bottle; the swirling colors moved to where I was circling. The tv show had ended, and another one was coming up. I picked up the clicker and turned it off, and rested on my side facing the bottle. My eyes slowly began to close.
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2008 3:22 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 28, 2008 4:22 pm
"Your name is Kazuma," I cooed, and Kazuma's tails began to thump in happiness on the carpet floor, his little wings fluttering so madly I thought he might actually began to fly; his wings are to small and new for that though, I thought. "You like it don't you," and I tackled him with a bear hug. He cuddled his head against me with a happy look in his eyes. He's gorgeous, I thought, and he's only going to become more so. He looked into my eyes with two bright purple moons. I stroked him, my hand combing his latae fur with highlights of light purple and neon blue. I got up and he immediately followed after me as I headed to another room. "You're a demanding guy aren't you," and I sighed happily as I kneeled and stroked him once more.
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2008 3:42 pm
"C'mon, can't we see it just one more time? Please," Kazuma asked with a poor imitation of puppy eyes. I sighed. While it was nice that he can "talk" and we can have conversations, he was also more annoying. "No," I sternly told him, and he put his head down. Not only did he get annoying, he also constantly got into trouble. Just the other day while I was busy in my bedroom he had jumped on the kitchen table and had attempted to open the Biscotti jar; the result was a cut paw and around two dozen pieces of the jar, both on the floor, and a whole bunch of biscotti's broken inside their wrapers. After treating his wound and listening to his apologies for almost half an hour, he had fallen asleep. He was now lying half asleep on the carpet next to the dvd case of a movie he has seen every day for five days now, and wanting today to be the sixth. I smiled and shook my head. He's just a toddler, I thought. I took the throw blanket on the couch and threw it on Kazuma, waiting for his reaction.
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2008 2:00 pm
"Candy!!!" Kazuma said with glee, watching me a pour a whole bunch of spider gummies in wrappers into a big bowel. "Now now, these are for trick-or-treaters," I told him, taking a bag of dum-dums and pouring those into the bowel too. That filled the bowel to the top. "There. Now, to put on my halloween costume." "Can I see mine, p-l-e-a-s-e?" Kazuma attempted to do puppy eyes. "It's a surprise. You can wait a few more minutes, can't you." He looked down, and with a sigh I went into the bedroom and closed the door. I put on my costume, which was a long dress, which I found sexy-ish, and was red and black. I put on bright red lipstick and black dress shoes with a slight heel. When I left the room I found Kazuma eyeing the candy in the bowel. He looked at me and said, "Is it my turn now?" "Yes, but turn around and keep your eyes closed while I put it on," I said with a smile. He obeyed, and I took out a light purple cloth that I had sewn. I slipped it on him, covering all of his body except for his wings and tails, and just half a foot above the ground. Lastly, I put a headband on him which had a small stick which at the top held a light plastic halo. "There, now you can open your eyes" Kazuma opened them and immediately ran to the mirror. "Do you like it?" I asked, and his tails and wings went wild as he tackled me. "Thank you thank you thank you," he said extremely fast. The doorbell rang. "Now, ready to give out candy?" I asked as I grabbed the bowel and headed over to open thed door.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 9:17 am
"Ready, set, go!" As I finished the last word Kazuma raced forward into the forest. I had hidden a ball with a slight smell of pine to it earlier, and Kazuma had to find it with in half an hour. I was hoping to have him ready for when he'd have to start being with the pack. I felt sad about it; so little time had passed, yet it was almost time for him to leave for a pack. He'd visit, of course, but it just won't be the same...
A little over twenty minutes had passed, and I saw Kazuma coming with a look of triumph, a small black ball in his mouth. He ran up, droped the ball, and began to flutter his wings madly while his tails thumped against my legs. "Did I do well?" "Yes," I cooed, "you did very well." I sat and stroked him, and found myself being attacked with dozens of licks and cuddles. Well, until then, he's here with me, I thought and I began to give him the biggest bear hug I could muster.
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