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 Posted: Thu May 14, 2009 6:48 pm
This journal belongs to Painted Moose. Do not post unless you have their permission.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 4:35 pm
Here is the down-low, skippy-
-Seven of Seven's post
-Map and the rules.
-Elisabetta
-Guardian
-Connections
-Picture box
-Growth Requirements
Rules of the trade-
-If you are not part of the staff or have not gained permission from myself, please do not post in this journal.
-Do not steal the artz or the concepts pertaining to them. D: Thats super uncool.
-Elisabetta is a happy soul and would love to meet with your little one...or big one, so long as you understand that she may spit in their face.
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 4:51 pm
 Elisabetta Abelia ThorneNicknames- Lissy, Lizzy, Izzy, Pooter, Silver
Arrival date- May 14th, 2009
Gender- Female
Height- 5'6"
Stage- Teenager ( 15 - 18 )
Sin & Virtue- Lust & Diligence
Sexuality- Bi-sexual
Status - Vincent's fiancee
Children - ---
Unique physical features-
Forehead slits - produces 'heat' inducing pheromones.
Fangs
Two tentacles, one's dwarf.
Four 'halos' that seem able to orbit any part of her body.
Dual colored eyes; one's blue and the other is amber.
Personality- An wolf in sheep's clothing. She's deceptively bubbly and dense, hiding her book smart side from the world because she doesn't want to be a nerd. Since the day she left the labs, Lissy's loved reading historical novels and hates television with a passion. One talent she's recently developed is how to run and study at the same time.
All in all, she's a bit ADD. Definitely more manic than the rest of the children in her household, but she tries. At least she's staying home more often.
Likes- Outrageous patterns, candy, nude sunbathing, anything nude, tight clothes, Vincent, reading & studying
Dislikes- Church, fast & greasy food (soda included), motorcycles, alcohol, being called stupid
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 5:31 pm
Name- Charlotte McGee (Moose/Charlie)
Gender- Female
Age- Unknown, but looks early-mid twenties.
Species- Shape shifter. She's able to transfigure herself into anyone and anything, as well as change her own physical appearancce at a price. Her energy is immensely drained the longer she stays shifted and she can never gain the other person's abilities.
Personal info- Moose is a random girl who isn't afraid to voice her opinions. She's really clumsy, often choking on water or tripping over her own feet, but she always seems to roll with it. It's just in her nature.
She thrives in open climates, so the seas of Gambino suit her perfectly. Together with her roommate/friend, Sabra, she lives in an apartment in a mega complex that splits itself into hotel rooms for gamblers. By day she's a hotel receptionist, but after dark no one knows where she drifts.
(Doll as done by a dollmaker that I'm too lazy to link atm.)
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2009 6:43 pm
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2009 6:46 pm
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2009 7:01 pm
Teen -> Young Adult
3 month wait period ( May 19th - August 19th)
5 playdates Natalya/Roman/Kieran, Llujah, Vincent, Vincent(2)/Kaleb/Roman & Bleez
1 Focus Class: Focus class with Pepper and Dritan
2 Melee classes - One & Paid off (25k)
2 Spiritual classes - Paid off (50k)
Journal entry from parent/guardian - Last post
Journal entry from child- Third to last Young Adult -> Adult
(ages 19-23yrs of age)
4 month wait period
10 playdates
5 journal entries from child
2 journal entries from parent/gaurdian
Melee class (optional if done counts as 1 playdate)
Melee class (optional if done counts as 1 playdate)
Interview with Mr. Vampy
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 1:16 pm
Surprise, surprise!
Gabrielle’s shrill alarm clock woke up her way earlier than she had planned. Intense sunlight beamed in through her bedroom curtains, streaming across her pale blonde hair while she tried to bury her face into the pillow. A model’s body was curling in and out of plaid sheets, one perfectly shaped leg hanging off the left side of the bed as the beeping continued.
Grumbling, she opened her soft blue eyes and looked at the annoyance. ‘10:43 am’. Definitely too early for her to be awake. The question was, why was it ringing? Today was Saturday and she never worked on Saturday.
She arched her back up, yawning just as the sheets fell off her. Her hair was sticking up at odd angles, which really didn’t look good when it was curly to begin with. Tossing her legs over the side, Gabrielle laid her forearms on her thighs and curled up there. In all truths, she wasn’t a morning person and that damn alarm clock was really bugging her.
Then it hit her.
The mailbox hadn’t been emptied out this week. One more complaint against her could possibly mean that the postal service wouldn’t deliver to her house anymore. Cursing, Gabrielle shimmied across the room, grabbing up an old pair of jeans and t-shirt before hopping into the hall.
As quickly as possible, she went through her morning routine, albeit the little pit stop to clean up the coffee cup her twitchy hands had dropped onto the kitchen floor. ‘10:55 am’ rolled around faster than she could have counted and even though she still look half-asleep, she was wide awake and scrambling out the front door with a messenger bag tossed over her shoulder just as the truck pulled onto her block.
“Damn it, damn it, damn it-“ Gabrielle whispered fiercely, quickly stuffing all of her mail into the bag while keeping a vigilant watch on the postal worker slowly advancing her way.
“Good morning, Miss. Thorne.”
She screamed. The handful of sales papers in her hands flew across the suburban street as their owner clutched the mailbox with white knuckles. Slightly peeved now, she turned to see a modest red car in her driveway.
The speaker, a dark skinned man in a white lab coat, was opening the door to step out. “I’m so sorry! I should have said something sooner, but you seemed like you were in such a rush. Please, allow me to get those. “
“Oh, don’t bother, its just junk mail. “ Straightening up, Gabrielle smoothed back her white-blonde hair and watched him carefully. “You can make amends by telling me what your doing here. I don’t remember having any visitors planned for today.”
“Well...um, actually, you should have.” He said nervously, turning back around to pull a clipboard out of the driver’s seat. Flipping through the papers, he found what he was looking for her and handed it over to her. “There should have been a letter sent to you sooner explaining all of this and asking for your consent, but because we hadn’t heard anything back we assumed that you had agreed.”
“Agreed to what?” She snatched the clipboard out of his hand and scanned down the paper. “I haven’t gotten any kind of letter from ‘Seven of Seven’ and I must have read this section wrong, because it says that you’ve brought a child here for me to care for.”
“That is what I do, ma’am.” He shrugged and looked at her bulging messenger bag with a frown. “Maybe if you looked through that you’d find it.”
Gabrielle handed the clipboard back to him and tore through the bag anxiously. She had to still be dreaming. That would explain why a strange man in a lab coat was telling her he was going to give her a kid. Usually adoption agencies took months to carefully analyze their prospective parents, so this had to be some kind of messed up hallucination.
Ah, ha! She tore into the ‘Seven of Seven’ envelope and scanned over the letter quickly before snapping a defiant glare up at him. “I never consented and thus this meeting is void.”
Shaking his head, the technician sighed. “I’m afraid not. You’re a mother now, like it or not. Now, let me see if the spawn is awake yet. She fell asleep on the car ride over here, surprisingly enough.”
A crack tore through Gabrielle’s mind. A...a mother? To some kind of demon/angel experiment, if that clipboard was anything to go by. There was no way that someone like her could even possibly attempt to raise that child. She was human and damn proud of it most days, but right now, she thought being anything else might give her an edge.
“You should have seen her yesterday. She was bouncing all over the place.” He laughed, straightening himself and turning around to show Gabrielle the tot. “I mean, you have no idea how happy she is to have a mom. You got off lucky with this one. “ Affectionately, he kissed her forehead and handed her over.
Gabrielle hesitated before reluctantly taking the girl into her arms. Wrapped up in a thin wool blanket, the little girl yawned, flashing off a pair of pearly white fangs. Little raven pyramidic pigtails stuck up on her head, orbited by two charmed halos that brushed across her pointed ears. She didn’t know what to think about it all.
“What are these for?” Shifting the toddler over to her left arm, Gabrielle pointed to the slits on her forehead.
The technician whistled. “You really don’t want to know.”
“If its going to be affecting her, then I-“
“Not until later, it won’t. “ He nodded and looked grave. “Just don’t think about it until she gets older. When it’s a problem, we’ll give you a heads up.”
Gabrielle looked worriedly down at the girl. Her bi-colored eyes were open now, one a gleaming amber and the other a soft shade of blue. She wriggled out of the blanket and her new guardian noticed for the first time that she was naked.
Balking, she wrapped her back up, but not before she noticed the tentacles. “And those?”
The technician rolled his eyes good naturedly before turning back to his car and grabbing another clipboard. “A bi-product, really. She’s got half of Lust’s genes and the rest is Diligence. The tentacles are from Lust, naturally.” He held the clipboard up to her with a pen as well. “Now, if you could just sign here I’ll be on my way.”
“Momma?” Gabrielle turned down to the toddler who was hesitantly hold her hand out, gnawing on her bottom lip. “Why joo fwown?”
She looked at the technician, but he seemed to be waiting for her response as well.
Sighing, she looked down at the little girl and moved her face closer to the hand so that the pale palm would rest on her cheek. “Because momma can’t sign that paper when she has you in her hands.”
The technician smiled when the spawn’s eyes lit up. “ Lets do a switch off, then.”
They did, though the girl’s eyes were trained on her new momma. When everything was signed, Gabrielle took her back a bit more confidently than before and readjusted her blankets after a cool breeze whipped through.
“Ah, I see that you’ve named her already.”
“Name?” The spawn tilted her head, her curled bangs falling over her right eye.
“Yes, your name is Elisabetta now.” Gabrielle brushed the hair away from her face with a smile. “Do you like it?”
She nodded. “Pwetty.”
“Good.”
As the technician hopped back into his car and drove down the block, he looked out the back mirror. A confused mail carrier was chatting with a visibly pleased Gabrielle and an excited Elisabetta, who tentacles were slinging envelopes all over the perfectly trimmed yard. He laughed and flipped on his turn signal, ready for the next appointment.
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 8:58 pm
A,B,C's with Izzy.
As time progressed Elisabetta quickly became Gabrielle's favorite person in the world. The two spent many evenings curled up on the couch talking about the things that they saw on the news, the History Channel, or one of the random educational children's shows that her babysitter showed her. The toddler's mind was progressing rapidly. Even though she still couldn't count up to twenty and her pronounciations weren't up to par, Gabrielle had high hopes.
With her legs tucked underneath her, she leaned back against the arm of the couch and flipped a page in her book. The long curtain of white-blonde hair the toddler so loved to play with was still wrapped up in her work bun, seeing as she hadn't been home very long. She was reading up on a new procedure she'd like to try with her patients. Lasics. It seemed to be all the rage and if it worked, she could very well be set for life.
The house was unusually quiet so naturally Gabrielle was worried. If something was breaking, singing or blowing up then it wasn't home. "Izzy?" She called out, licking her forefinger and thumb before flipping the book to a new page. No reply. "Izzy, what are you into?"
Nothing. Frowning, she closed the book and sat it on the coffee table. Long legs draped in a cheerleader's shorts carried up up the stairs to the landing and around the bend to Elisabetta's room. The green shaded walls took on an odd tint with the white chair railing she'd had put up, but over all it had a pretty sophisticated look. Despite the crayon drawings covering the sandalwood dresser.
She found the toddler in her usual hiding spot; the closet. Pushing the fringed door back, she leaned up against it and crossed her arms, grinning down at the little girl who turned up, mouth agape. Like always she was stark naked, with only her dwarf tentacle to cover her.
The floor infront of her was littered with letter blocks. With her quick wit, Gabrielle figured she must have been trying to spell her name. The E was in the right place, but everything else was amiss. "There's no 'Z' in your name, love."
"Oh." Turning around, she picked up the block and tossed it over her shoulder. It hit Gabrielle's shin and she had to roll her eyes to keep from cursing. The girl had a good arm. "Make name?" Elisa's longer tentacle reached out to grasp her gaurdian's thin calf. It took a bit of wiggling around, but soon both females were seated in the closet.
"How about I do one better?" She grinned and tugged the ends of her tank down to cover her lower back. "Today is as good as any to learn your alphabet."
"YAY!" Elisabetta squeeled and clapped her hands excitedly. She hurriedly pushed as many of the blocks towards her mother as she could in a mad rush to start learning.
Gabrielle picked up a block and twirled it around in her hand. "This is the letter 'A'. Do you know what kind of word starts with 'A'?"
"Aids starts wif 'A'." She said proudly, her grin flashing off her perfectly white fangs.
Gabrielle sputtered, her cheeks darkening with a blush. "Y-yes it does, sweetie, but lets not remember that one. How about we try apple, or even Adelle?" She tried to destract the Lust spawn from anything dealing with sex as much as possible. This time it just happened to be with the friend she'd met at day care.
"Next letter," Gabrielle placed the 'A' block at the start of the line and picked up the next one. " This is 'B'. Do you k-?"
"Bweast cancer!" Elisabetta chirpped happily, holding her arms high above her to clap excitedly as she giggled.
Gabrielle couldn't help wondering if the News station was helping her in educating her child or ruining her.
In any case, this lesson was going to be a long one. She didn't even want to imagine what the toddler had in store for 'C'.
(Homeschool lesson- Toddler)
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 6:27 pm
It would be on a Saturday that you open your mail box (if you have one) and notice there is a rather thick envelope stuffed in there. There is no postage stamp and a very vague return address. But you recognize the font and the company's name. 'Seven of Seven Inc' scrawled in majestic font across the upper left hand corner. As you open it, you may strangely find yourself drawn to the letter, there is a mass of notes inside. They read as follows:
Letter Congratulations! You have managed to succeed in raising your child. (IE: Not killing him or her or getting killed yourself. Haha we kid of course.) We would like an update from you on the following: Guardians Name: Child's Name: Sin: Virtue: Gender: Current Attitude: Likes: Dislikes: Any abnormal growths: (if any, example: Feathers molting, horns growing larger, scars ) Current hair style: Current clothing preferences: Dominant celestial trait: (The sin or virtue) Please summarize in your own words how difficult or easy it was taking care of your child. Did you manage to care for them in a kindly fashion? Or were you forced to discipline them? As well do not be alarmed if you suddenly find your child achieving a massive growth spurt in the next little while. We are finding that the children from our facility have strange growing patterns and are rather unpredictable. Although please let us know if anything unexpected occurs. Sincerely the technicians from Seven of Seven Inc. Ps. Please just leave your letter back in your mail box one you have completed it our courier will pick it up. Thank you.
You would notice the letter seems overly friendly...strange since the scientist were so ...cold before.
(Just take the from Guardians name to Dominant Celestial trait and pm it to the mule, the summarization doesn't have to be long just have fun with it.)
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 7:55 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 8:36 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 1:05 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2009 1:08 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2009 10:27 am
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Roman- Little brother. She's under the impression that she got the bargain barrel deal with this kid.
Kieran- Roman's fraternal twin and a major creepazoid. His staring really bugs Lissy.
Natalya- Her 'sister'. Their parents are roommates, so the girls are pretty close. She calls Tally a 'Lovebug'.
Vincent- Her fiancee! He's so awkward and she thinks he's adorable.
Pepper- Her Dragon Prince. He's a good friend that she likes to hang out with, even though she did bite him.
Adelle- BFF! Like, OMG. She can't live without the kid! 
Vali- Met him at a toy store and had a blast! He's an uber cute kid who liked her tentacles.
