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Posted: Thu May 28, 2009 8:11 pm
Hello to any who happen to chance upon my quest thread. <3 I am earnestly questing my very own child! Is Omirao a Mary-sue..? Totally. His utter Mary-sueness leaves me nauseated. XP 30% [ 3 ] No! He's awesome and origional. <3 40% [ 4 ] Kind of--it's obvious you favor him, but it's workable. ^^ 30% [ 3 ] Other--comment/discussion in the thread! biggrin 0% [ 0 ] Total Votes : 10 " #ff962e #9114bd " " #64a2ce #7414bd " http://www.aacblog.com/?p=3582OOO GUIDE✓I. ....... Intro, guideO II. ...... Brief ProfileO III. ..... Brief HistoryO IV. ..... Form Practice 1O V. ...... Story IncidentO VI. ..... Form Practice 2O VII. .... ArtO VIII. ... Fairy Legends
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 8:46 pm
My Name Is... OmiraoBut I'll Go By... Omi, if you must use a nickname.I Appear To Be A... Strange, never before seen (that I know of) kind of Fairy. I have large blueish wings (To be honest, they look sorta like fins...), bright red hair, and REALLY pointy ears. O.O I'll call myself a Bat-Fish-Fairy! <3 Other physical characteristics are my height (a whopping 3'8"), long-lashed blue eyes, and fine, slow-growing facial-hair. That hair is how (and why! *shudders*) I tend to look very clean shaven even though I only shave about once a week or so. It's a little weird--from what I've noticed, others' hair tends to be the opposite: fine head hair with thick facial... Anyway, moving on~I Am... 31 year old male.I'm Attracted To... Men.I Work As A... Fruit Vendor's accountant. Not exactly glamorous, but it pays, you know? ^^Personality-wise I Am... A little on the emotional side, superficially, but when it comes right down to it all my decisions are made through logic. I'm very absentminded and suspect I may have a tendency to say little with a lot of words... Opening up to the deeper recesses of my being is very difficult for me, and my huge amount of compassion makes others' tagedies my own.I'm Different Because I can... Hover--My wings are too small/weak for long distance/high altitude flight, so I call it hovering. I also shed odd, sparkly dust that, depending on how it's used, can have many beneficial qualities. My spit is good for the complexion, which is why it took me so long to figure out why certain cultures spit on enemies to insult them. XD Also, I've found that my blood is extraordinarily toxic to most other races.GUIDE OOO Intro, guide ....... .I O Brief Profile ...... .II✓ Brief History ..... .III O Form Practice 1 ..... .IV O Story Incident ...... .V O Form Practice 2 ..... .VI O Art .... .VII O Fairy Legends ... .VIII O
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 9:02 pm
My History? Well... I don't remember my parents. My first memories consisted of white rooms with a lot of weirdly-colored squares in the walls... My next memories are of traveling troupe of oddities. I have no idea how the change came about. I was too young, I think, to really pay attention. I stayed with them until my fifteenth year, then left when I accidentally poisoned the doctor by way of my bloody nose... Since then, I attended formal schooling and became an accountant. It can be a little boring, but the hours are even, I can work wherever there's cell phone/internet access, and it pays well considering that I've only had 10 years of education.GUIDE OOO Intro, guide ....... .I O Brief Profile ...... .II O Brief History ..... .III✓ Form Practice 1 ..... .IV O Story Incident ...... .V O Form Practice 2 ..... .VI O Art .... .VII O Fairy Legends ... .VIII O
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 9:20 pm
I needed something to occupy me while I wait and collect, so I decided to fill these out and edit them as I further developed my character. Parent's Info: Name: Omirao ((No known last name. Signs XX if required for forms [Official forms tend to require at least two letters. >.<])) Race: Some kind of fairy. Many particulars unknown. Special Qualities: Minor flight, healing skin, virulently venemous blood, beautifying saliva. Personality: A little on the emotional side, superficially, but when it comes right down to it most of his decisions are made through logic. He's very absentminded and suspects he may have a tendency to say little with a lot of words... Opening up to the deeper recesses of his being is very difficult, and his huge amount of compassion makes others' tagedies his own. Links or References to info about your character: Only This so far... Hair Color: Red Eye Color: Blue Skin Color: Pale/normal 'white' human tone Distinguishing Marks: Brightly multi-colored, fluttery, fin-like wings; Pointed ears with slight 'peach fuzz' fur that, with his slightly squished nose, adds a bit of bat to his appearance. General Info: Are you interested in cloning or egg/sperm donation? No, I'm thinkin up a story for now. May change my mind later. XD If egg/sperm donation: Name of egg/sperm donor: N/A Are you interested in predetermining sex? No Attitude of the Pregnancy? Still recovering from the horrible circumstances, but ecstatic about the baby. GUIDE OOO Intro, guide ....... .I O Brief Profile ...... .II O Brief History ..... .III O Form Practice 1 ..... .IV✓ Story Incident ...... .V O Form Practice 2 ..... .VI O Art .... .VII O Fairy Legends ... .VIII O
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 9:23 pm
Circumstances that would lead to this male to becoming pregnant... The street was fairly quiet. Nothing odd, folks in that neighborhood either stayed in or went so far out you would never hear or see them near home. The asphalt was a little aged--not much used, but obviously old by the many loose pebbles and/or miniscule potholes and cracks. Lining the street were small, faded houses of varying degrees of maintenance. Clearly a cheaper area, though it admittedly held its own charm.
The weather was nice: sunny, with slight cloud cover and a light wind to accent the seemingly perfect spring day.
Most of this, however, went unnoticed by the single inabitant who shuffled hurriedly through. Omirao was frightened.
He'd been walking peacefully through the park earlier, enjoying some nice leisure time on a great, bright day. One of his hobbies--collecting feathers--was adequate reason for him to be there, but also he loved watching others play and have fun. Pets and children running amok, couples bonding, families sharing... He loved it all, and made sure to come down at least once a week. However, this time there were people there he would have spent hours in a dark, dusty office filing bills to avoid. DAYS, even.
The last time he'd seen them had been almost fifteen years ago. He'd been a child, part of a traveling troupe of oddities. They called those fellows 'caretakers' to excuse their frequent contact with the exhibits. The proper term would probably have been 'keepers' or 'wardens'. Their job had been to ensure the cooperation of the performers. They were good at it, apparently, because people payed good money to see these shows and there were few complaints.
There were three of them at this park. He remembered each of them: Zhorm, with his bronze skin and brown dreadlock looking hair; Crage, small and dark, with sunglasses over his non-eyes and a cap covering all but the ends of his fine, curly black hair; and Bennet, pale and slightly sunburnt, buzz-cut strawberry blonde hair showing clearly the small silver rings running up his ears. Not particularly frightening on their own. They looked like arrogant college students taking a break from university, if you didn't know their history.
But Omirao DID know their history. He'd been part of it. They terrified him, and the only thing worse than him seeing them... was the fact that they'd seen him too.
It was that which had him scurrying down his street in fear. They'd seen him, and they probably wouldn't settle for just that from their favorite... ex-co-worker. He was right. As he walked up to his door, who but those three, with an addition--Denise, a half-vampire woman with short-cut, loose brown hair and a nicely oval-with-angles face--was there waiting for him.
How had they known-- "Omi. It's been awhile! In fact... Why, you've grown up! LOOK at you. All bigger and manly in that fancy coat..." Zhorm smiled, stepping forward and rubbing his finger tauntingly over Omirao's shoulder. "And all that black! Why, you must be sweltering! Hm, gloves? In late spring? I see no snow, no weather at all that may cause such thorough covering to be needed..." His face was long, with a faint resemblance to reptiles that looked strangely enticing. If one looked closely in the right kind of light, one might even see a sparkling tinge of red to his skin. Omirao was having trouble maintaining consistent breathing patterns. He wasn't quite panicking, but he was very close...Zhorm was now idly pulling off the offending glove, with several of the other thugs moving around to surround him in case of resistance.
"Oh! Oh, my. What have we here? Bandagesss? Oh, I remember that...""Zhorm. You bore me with this idle chatter. Is there a reason for picking on this pathetic creature?" Denise chimed. Bennet sneered, "What, b***h don't remember this f**ker's high-price flakes? Bet that's what he's doing. Sellin' himself. Bit like you, actually..."There was a brief, slightly hostile silence. As usual, Bennet was picking fights he couldn't win and Denise was bored...It was Crage who broke the silence, and with a thoughtful look at Zhorm, said, "Speaking of f**k... Weren't you sweating over some weird little problem earlier? Perhaps this may be the answer." Despite his tough, if rather small, appearance, Crage had the kind of voice you just HAD to listen to. Light and delicate, with a hint of masculinity that made any who didn't know of his non-caring, unemotional personality feel high attraction to him. Zhorm's irritated glare at Bennet and Denise changed immediately to one of high interest towards Omirao. Probably was far less comfortable than the half-hearted taunting one from earlier, but he didn't really care. Why should he? It was just some dumb fairy-man he used to babysit. Omirao was indeed feeling an acute increase in his discomfort. The subject they were talking about so crudely was making him very nervous..."Hmm... You may be right. I don't normally go for these kind of... But it would certainly fix that... Issue." Zhorm was now toying arrogantly with Omirao's vibrant hair. The little man was tensed up, back stiff, leaning as far away as he could go what-with Denise and Bennet holding his arms. His fear-filled gaze was very satisfying...What happened next, Omirao broke in cold sweats and tears to remember. They'd dragged him, protesting shrilly into his house--HIS house! This had happened in the place meant for safety and comfort! But there was nothing he could have done. He wasn't built very practically for survival. He was small, but the vibrant colors ruined his chances of hiding. He had wings, but they were so small and weak that working as hard as possible would lift him only five feet up and thirty yards far, at a slow pace. He had poisonous blood, but to use it he had to bleed--a task made very difficult, not to mention painful, with healing skin.
The last thing he really remembered was being shoved down onto the linoleum floor of his kitchen and long, smooth fingers pulling at his clothes...Doctor/Scientists Explanation "We've seen this kind of thing before. Well, read reports of them, but still..." "Apparently, there is an exotic species of... Er, "half-lizard" originating from obsure regions of India. They seem to have a long life-cycle, reaching full maturity in their fourties and old age sometime after their five-hundreth birthday..." "When they are close to achieving maturity, that is, in their late twenties to early thirties, they experience odd abdominal pains. They're body, despite male features, is beginning to create an egg. If the egg is not fertilized and implanted, it could be fatal to the creature. These eggs are created about once every fifteen or twenty years after that first." "That egg is the reason Omirao had that alarming abdominal cut. This species doesn't quite seem to understand the concept of, er, 'intimacy'... We don't yet know quite how they're fertilized, but it seems to be very traumatizing for the victims..." "Once planted, the egg will send signals to the brain to begin hormone production. After this initial breakthrough, and the healing of the wound, the egg will act like a tough, hormone inducing womb, and the pregnancy will proceed like any other." GUIDE OOO Intro, guide ....... .I O Brief Profile ...... .II O Brief History ..... .III O Form Practice 1 ..... .IV O Story Incident ...... .V✓ Form Practice 2 ..... .VI O Art .... .VII O Fairy Legends ... .VIII O
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 10:05 pm
PROMPT PLAN <3Do you want lots of prompts, some prompts, or the minimum for each stage?: Some..? Would you like prompts delivered by PM or posted in journals? If you want them posted, what post style/formatting would you like?: Posted, in a narrator's mystical " Meanwhile" tone. XD (I couldn't find a list of acceptable choices. o.o; ) Prompt Flavor: Pregnancy: Chocolate Infant: Chocolate w/ vanilla swirls Toddler: Chocolate w/ nuts Child: Chocolate w/ vanilla swirls Teen: Rocky Road Young Adult: N/A (I'll wait and see how Baby's been affected so far...) Adult: N/A Do Not Want List: 1. Injury by hair *shudders* 2. ... 3. ... 4. ... 5. ... GUIDE OOO Intro, guide ....... .I O Brief Profile ...... .II O Brief History ..... .III O Form Practice 1 ..... .IV O Story Incident ...... .V O Form Practice 2 ..... .VI✓ Art .... .VII O Fairy Legends ... .VIII O
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 10:23 pm
ARTS! <3When I have more here, I shall Url-link them. : )Drawn, Colored By: Meyaira Firespring heart  Drawn, Colored By: Meyaira Firespring heart  Drawn, Colored By: Meyaira Firespring heart  Attempted By: Omirao XO;  GUIDE OOO Intro, guide ....... .I O Brief Profile ...... .II O Brief History ..... .III O Form Practice 1 ..... .IV O Story Incident ...... .V O Form Practice 2 ..... .VI O Art .... .VII✓ Fairy Legends ... .VIII O
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Posted: Fri May 29, 2009 10:25 pm
Legends A collection of Fairy legends and how they apply to Omirao's species Fairies are tiny. Like, REALLY small!Omirao is, indeed, smaller than most. Standing at a mere 3'8", he is actually considered really tall and lanky for his species, whose average is 3'2". Not that he knows that, but still. Fairies can fly! Yes he can! A little. It's not a perfect flight system, but he manages fair enough. XD Fairies give off dust. Yes? It's skin-flakes, actually. Humans shed off a LOT of skin every day. Omirao's species of fairy doesn't shed very well because of their skin's properties; IE, their skin doesn't die and fall off. It just keeps growing. Thus, the fairies' wide, flat nails are a necessary tool for scratching off their excess skin (well, Omi prefers the more efficient, less gross method of using a file). Unlike normal skin, though, it doesn't come off in large slabs. It merely breaks apart once divided from the fairy into a fine, sparkling dust; which is what Omi collects into his little vials. Fairy dust has special properties! Yes, his does. In fact, it heals! Staving off infection, generating growth, closing wounds, etc. It doesn't heal big deal diseases, like cancer or bacterial meningitis, though it usually helps (kind of like a tonic?). Except for cancer. It would actually make cancer worse. o.o; Fairies steal children! Er... Well, he's trying not to. Unfortunately, each passing year the temptations get harder and harder to resist. Fairies can't feel love... Omi isn't sure yet, but I am. ; D Yes, Omi's species of fairie can feel love just as deeply as a human can, though it's far more difficult for them to work through the more intense emotions due to their naturally childlike natures, which can cause them to act in ways that humans don't quite understand. Fairies have a deep bond with nature.Actually, yes, though Omi's species don't have any real nature-related magics. Omi would get inexplicably depressed if there's not enough natural wildness around him, which is why he lives in the suburbs instead of the heart of the city, and within viewing distance of a large park. It's not quite the same, but it works. Please, if you know of any fairy legends please post the effects. Or PM them, if you really don't want to post. ^^ GUIDE OOO Intro, guide ....... .I O Brief Profile ...... .II O Brief History ..... .III O Form Practice 1 ..... .IV O Story Incident ...... .V O Form Practice 2 ..... .VI O Art .... .VII O Fairy Legends ... .VIII✓
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2009 6:29 pm
+++++++++++++++++++++++STORY DIMENSIONS+++++++++++++++++++++++
Omirao + Tenanye:
So far, they've met in the clinic, with Tenanye being surprised at Omi's "foolishness" of not taking proper precautions for his racial flaws.
Dramatics continue, and eventually Tenanye finds herself pregnant! How did THAT happen?! And why is Omi in the picture?
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 9:04 pm
MY EARRINGS ARE IN!!
Oh ya nice thread chico
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 9:12 pm
YAY FOR KAT!! 4laugh
Does he not describe me well, personality-wise, at least? cool
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 9:35 pm
OH I LOVE THEM!! THANK YOU!!
Yes I do smile
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 6:57 pm
Guess What? I'm going to disney world! <3 blaugh
But my phone got taken away... o.o;
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 8:01 pm
I has my phone back. <3 XD
Yay for mom's who get bored with following through on discipline..? o.o;;
^.^;
Uh...
So.
Anyone have an idea what to put in this thing? o.o *never done a breedables thing before*
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2009 9:48 pm
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