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 Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 9:50 pm
 Art © [Dg]
Concept © [Dg]This journal is Private and you may only post in it with Samurai_Chopsticks's permission. If you don't have said permission then don't post here. Do not ask Samurai_Chopsticks to sell or give you this kid because it is NOT for sale. If you want one PM [Dg] Assigned: 12/28/08 Name: Aiko Gender: Female Guardian: Zacheus (Samurai_Chopsticks) Power: Love
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 2:11 pm
Navigation
1~ Shop Post
2~ Navigation
3~ Rules
4~ Aiko
5~ Zacheus
6~ Emilie
7~ Siblings
8~ Friends/enemies/others
9~ Gallery
10~ RP Requirements
11~ RP logs
12-14~ Reserved
15~ Credits
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 2:12 pm
Rules 1~ Do not ask for Aiko or any other character here.
2~ Do not steal anything from this thread, art, character concepts etc.
3~ Do not post in this journal unless given the OK by me.
4~ All post in here will be IC unless stated otherwise.
5~ Want to roleplay? Throw a PM my way or catch me in the main thread.
6~ Will add more later on.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 2:13 pm
 AikoName: Aiko
Nickname: None as of yet.
Meaning: The Japanese name for love child.
Gender: Female
Age: Toddler
Goddess of: Love
Unique Physical Attributes: Pink eyes, red hair, pointed ears, freckles, small pink wings, simply adorable (<3)
Personality: Sweet to the point of a tooth ache, Aiko is optimistic beyond understanding. She's a kind girl who's easily excited and some what clingy to those she likes. She's slightly blunt in the sense that she does indeed ask a lot of questions and doesn't always think before asking. None the less this girl knows how to sympathize. She can't stand to see other people angry or upset let alone crying, if she does she herself will burst into tears even if she has no idea what's going on. Aiko's a cheerful, kind, easily excited and hopelessly romantic little girl who can't get enough hugs from both old and new people.
Likes: Her new family, hugs, hearts, pink/red, romance stories/movies/TV shows, meeting new people, cookies and a whole lot of other things.
Dislikes: People being angry/sad/anything but happy and that's all that's known for now.
Post Color: #FF0099
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 2:19 pm
Zacheus  Name: Zacheus
Nickname: Zach
Meaning: Pure, clean, bright
Age: 20
Race: Fairy
Occupation: Artist (Cartooning, and painting mostly)
Romantic Status: Taken...?
Likes: Art, children, his family, pranks, having fun, sunny days, rainy days, positivity, asking questions, learning, a whole lot of other things.
Dislikes: Negativity, Shah when he's angry, being sad/depressed/angry, bullies, being alone, being bored.
Fears: Looking like an idiot in front of the people he "likes", losing family members and friends, not being there for Dion.
Height: 6'9"
Eye Color: Arctic Blue
Hair Color: Blond
Other Physical traits: ALWAYS covered in paint, white beret and apron, light blue wings (rather fragile and slightly transparent).
Personality: Zacheus, or Zach as he is often called, is a blond haired, blue eyed fairy with a deep interest in art. He see's it as one of the most beautiful forms of expression in the world and will not take any bad mouthing on the subject. So, knowing this, you'd assume him to be a deep thinker, a very wise young man who has a powerful and elaborate mind (or something like that). He's far from that.
Sure Zach takes time out of his day to smell the roses and think about certain topics but art is perhaps the only topic that he takes time out to think on. Zach is over dramatic and naive to the point that he comes off looking like a moron when he's not. Zach isn't a genius but he's not idiotic either, he's a curious young man who loves the learn. Zach doesn't see anything wrong with asking questions even if the question has been asked a million times before. He believes that asking questions are the only way to fully learn anything. Despite how Zach has his flaws, like most people there's always the good to balance that out.
Zach is a great motivational speaker whether he knows it or not. As quickly as someone is brought down he can bring them back up. Zach is protective of all his possessions, maybe too protective but he'll always look out for the ones he loves. He loves to talk, work on art and pull pranks. His pranks are an old habit from childhood that hasn't left, Zach can be very sneaky when wanting revenge but this is rather rare. Mostly his pranks are done in good humor but people may not know that until after they've taken their anger out on Zach. Still, Zach is a very positive person and can always be looked for when someone simply needs to be pulled back on their feet.
Brief History:As for his past, it's not as dramatic as he'd make it sound. Zach was adopted by a rather negative fellow named Shah Wallace. The two don't exactly have a father/son relationship but it's as close enough as one as Shah will allow. It wasn't that Shah's not a good father figure, he is...if not a decent one. It's simply that the two are very different, VERY different. Shah made sure that Zach grew up in a happy, safe environment which was much unlike the one he had. Aside from that, Zach was left to his own devices, having a large amount of freedom as long as he didn't get into trouble which he did, ALL the time. Shah is where Zach gained his motivational side despite how, if you know Shah, it's very hard to believe. Shah is prone to verbally abusing those around him, kind of like a defense mechanism. Zach, having grown up with the man, was his target a majority of the time. Because of this experience Zach grew very positive and encouraging to those around him. Shah is the only person that can put Zach in a full blown rage or make him severely depressed.
But aside from Shah, who Zach is very grateful for and will refer to as Pops when he's not around, there are a nice handful of other people in his life who have influenced him. Zach was adopted into a rather large family, at the time Shah wasn't a part of it but they quickly latched onto the small fairy boy. They taught him, loved him, cared for him like any family would despite the lack of blood relation. Each of them are important in their own way but it's best not to go in detail of them right now. Zach's life was happy and peaceful despite the occasional drama. Ask and he'll tell, if you don't ask then you'll learn nothing of it.
Post Color: #5CB3FF
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 2:34 pm
 Emilie Name: Emilie
Nickname: Em, Emmi
Meaning: To Rival/Strive/Excel
Age: Unknown
Race: Human/Rag Doll
Occupation: Geisha
Romantic Status: Taken...?
Likes: Dancing, children, cooking, helping out, art, oriental themed items/areas/etc
Dislikes: Rude people, negativity, revealing clothing, people who "can't dance".
Fears: Sharp objects, not being able to move, small places, bright lights, being overly exposed
Height: 5'8"
Eye Color: Deep amber
Hair Color: Black
Other Physical traits: Stitches and scars across body, mismatched skin tones in stitched areas
Personality: Emilie is a kind, caring, strong willed woman despite her insecurities with her appearance. She will not hesitate to help anyone who ask for her aid and she refuses to leave any belly hungry. Still, she expects a thank you in return, it isn't much but Emilie takes that thank you very seriously. Though she doesn't remember her past life you wouldn't know that without asking. Emilie doesn't allow her lost memories to hold her back, she has created a new personality and life for herself in her new family. Emilie looks to the future with positivity and enthusiasm. With her passion for dancing she can rarely stop herself from moving to the beat as music plays. Emilie enjoys to spend most of her time outdoors, usually in the afternoon or at night. She loves every season though tends to lean more so towards fall and spring then any of the others. Emilie is a woman with a heart of gold, a free spirit and an artistic swing of her hips.
History: Emilie's history is rather unknown.
She doesn’t remember anything past waking up in the large four poster bed in the Manor.
The first faces she ever saw were those of the three most important figures in her short life, thus far.
Two were huddled close to her bed, staring at her curiously, a brown haired woman holding her hand and a green haired one smiling.
The other, a somewhat short curly red haired woman, was in the door way, a small self satisfied smile on her face as she exited.
Emilie would later learn that the red haired woman might as well be her mother.
It had been her blood that had given her life, her hands that had put the final stitches in.
Still, she didn’t know that then.
She hadn’t been allowed a mirror till they were positively sure she would do anything drastic, her ‘sisters’, as they told her to think of them, strangely afraid she would have a bad reaction to her appearance.
It hadn’t been too bad though. She couldn’t remember what she’d looked like before, so it didn’t matter much.
Supposedly, she was the same as before, personality and soul wise.
She acted the same, ate the same, danced the same.
She just…couldn’t remember.
Anything.
Her sisters, her care givers, protectors, providers, they set about to learn everything they could about her.
Using their special ‘skills’ they listened in on conversations by the ones who had been a part of her making.
All they learned, they relayed back to her.
It wasn’t much, but it did help her define herself a bit more.
She had, they said, been a great beauty, with skin like cream and hair like the night.
Some of that, she still had.
They said she’d had blue eyes, though the counterfeit blood, mixed with the Madame’s, that would keep her alive for however long she wished to live, had changed that to an a deep amber color.
They told her she’d been a dancer, an entertainer of the highest quality, much like the Geisha’s from their world.
Many had known of her, many had loved her.
Some though, had loved her to much.
One of the Madams kind had been enamored with her, eventually driving himself mad with lust.
Of course, Emilies nature being the same then as it was now, she rebuked him.
The girl had been shy, afraid. She was intelligent, quiet.
The only time this ever changed was when she danced.
The man, thinking she was leading him on, only got more aggressive in his advances.
The Madame had known of this man, this creature of her kind.
She knew the rumours of things he’d done before, and, on a whim, watched him.
She herself was a fan of the girls dance, though Emilie went by another name at that point.
Amelia, they believed it was.
It seemed fate had been watching her, as one of the nights the Madame had set guard to watch him, he’d lost what little sanity he’d had.
As most men of his type decide, after that final straw had been dropped, if he could not have her, why should anyone else?
He slowly, almost methodically, wounded almost every part of her.
The Guards had been set to watch and report back, but nothing more.
There was, however, one of the guards there who knew better than to take orders so literally at that point.
By another stroke of luck, Serre had been appointed to her guard that night, and as most who’ve met her have learned, Serre has her definition for the phrase ‘Follow Orders”.
By the time she’d ‘convinced’ her comrades to step aside, the girl was almost beyond help.
The man was dealt with, neither Rin nor Num (her "sisters") could supply details for that, though they promised it had most likely been particularly gory, and she was taken, all the pieces of her, to the manor with as much haste as they could.
The Madame had sedated her, and set to work with others who were unknown to them.
Funny enough though, no one would talk of where some of the replacement parts had come from.
She’d been made into something that would strike even Doctor Frankenstein with awe.
Emilie had listened to them, taking it all in without a bit of shock.
She couldn’t remember any of it, so it was almost like listening to a horror story about someone else.
She’d waited till they were done, jokingly called herself a Ragdoll, and asked about the Geisha’s they had mentioned before.
A surprising question, to be sure, but they answered her eagerly, wishing to be on a different subject anyhow. Emilie had taken the information they’d given her, especially liking the idea that the clothing they wore covered most of their body.
She began to practice their customs, fix her hair almost like theirs{only half up, she still needed to cover parts of her back}, and even got the Madame to get her clothing based off theirs.
She adopted their bearing, even, regal without being cold, though she did not paint her face like theirs.
She grew, and slowly became her own person, different from the Dancer Amelia, though she still suffered from minor bouts of depression.
They didn’t last long though, because Num was quick to remind her that her scars and mismatching skin were like her scale markings in a way.
(Thank you Skypriestess for the Bio!! <3 )
As time progressed she met the rest of her family. This included a good handful of "nieces" and "nephews" and some extended family. Shah and Zach were those extended. Emilie hadn't taken a quick liking to Shah though she dealt with him and before long the two were on healthy terms. Zach, however, took a liking to her immediately. At such a young age it was just a childish crush but as time progressed and the young fairy grew older and Emilie stayed young the line began to fade. Emilie helped the little boy get out of trouble, she often took the blame for his mishaps and did her best to prevent the continuous scolding he received from Shah. Zach clung to her, she was his hero and her dancing fueled his love for art. She encouraged him, helped him in every way that she could. And yet, despite her continuous aid Zach never saw her as a mother figure.
As Zach grew older his feelings towards her continued to grow and the two's relationship has changed. Zach now stands a good ten inches taller then her but she still passes him in wisdom and knowledge. Though neither have confessed their feelings for one another it is there and obvious. Whether Emilie is waiting for Zach to make his move or not is unknown but so far their relationship seems to be at a stand still.
Post Color: #663300
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 2:36 pm
Siblings  : Aiko's older brother and all around grouch. They had a bad first encounter but Aiko was quick to forgive him and he seems to have warmed up to her. He doesn't allow her on his bed or to touch his things but he plays with her and watches out for her when asked. Zach knows he'll warm up to her sooner or later so it's all about patience. Aiko likes him very much and pretty much goes where ever he goes, much to Dion's dismay.
Post Color: #330066
Abe
(Image pending): Coming soon!
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 3:43 pm
Friend/enemies/others Friends:
None yet
Enemies:
None yet
Other:
None yet
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 4:36 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 4:37 pm
RP Requirements Child - > Kid
Five Roleplays
One Completed Prompt
Kid - > Teen
Seven Roleplays
Two Completed Prompts
Something of Personal Value Gained
One Minor Power Gained
Teen - > Adult
Nine Roleplays
Two Completed Prompts
Full Powers Gained
Full Memories Gained
A Few Other Significant "Holy Crap I'm a God Now!' Things
Full Deity > Ascended Deity
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 4:44 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 4:48 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 4:49 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 4:57 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 5:08 pm
Credits Art © [Dg]
Concept © [Dg]
Emilie © Skypriestess
Zacheus/Dion © Me
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