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 Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 2:52 pm
 Welcome to the journal of Silver and Baelia. As is true of most journals, this one is private and should only be written in by Silver, Baelia, and their designated friends.
If you would like to house your own interplanetary criminal, please visit us at the ICRS.
Interplanetary Criminal's Name: Jol'tlare
Crime: Killing the sacred cats
Date of Sentencing: 2/18/10
Guardian: Baelia, formerly Mizore Rosaus (Spiritwitch of Awesome)
Stage: Teenager
Gender: Female
Eye Color: White with black sclera and gold pupils.
Hair Color: Black with white tips.
Skin Color: White with black ears, hands and feet.
Other Distinguishing Features: Cat/wolf ears, cat tail, crescent jewel on forehead, golden headwings.
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 6:34 am
Contents 1. Official shop post
2. Table of contents/Rules
3. Silver
4. Lana
5. Mizore
6. Jol'tlare/the past
7. The mansion
8. Family
9. Friends and enemies
10. Stuff
11. RPs
12. Credits
13. Story Rules
1. Do not post in this journal without permission, unless you're dropping off a gift or invitation of some kind.
2. And if it's not a gift from this shop, please PM it to me.
3. Silver is solely my creation, made with Smerdle's art. I did not steal ideas, so don't tell me I did.
4. Don't ask for Silver. She is not yours and never will be.
5. If you have any questions, PM me. I'm nice. Honestly.
6. Rules will be added as needed.
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 6:46 am
 Child's Name: Silver (the child previously known as Umbra Rosaus)
Nicknames: Don't call her a thing, but Silv is fine if you know her. If you don't, she's just going to punch you.
Full Description of Child:
Gender: Female
Hair: Medium thickness. Black with white-gray fade on tips. Reaches to about her waist.
Eyes: Black backgrounds, white with golden pupils.
Skin: White; with some fade to black on her hands and feet. Pink cat-nose.
Body Type: Far too skinny and lanky to be possibly healthy. Has she been starving herself? You can practically see the outlines of her ribs!
Unusual Characteristics:
1. Cat/wolf ears on the top of her head.
2. Long, short-furred cat tail; has gotten shorter in length from shapeshifter stress.
3. Silver has has small demonic golden wings, placed above and behind her traditional human ears.
5. Her nose happens to be mildly cat-like.
6. She has a upside-down crescent made of diamond in her forehead.
7. Claw on the side of her wrists, below the thumb and right before the arm connects to the hand.
8. The only fur on her is on her tail and ears.
9. Long and dexterous fingers, which in no way really helps her with anything except getting her hair into pigtails.
Clothing: Oh, Silver tends to wear the same thing forever; presumably getting it washed or somesuch. What you see is what you get...unless she's wearing a jacket, shoes, or a different shirt.
Child's Personality: Silver seems to be one thing: a mildly angsty jerk, prone to spacing out or having periods of intense coughing. This is only partially true. When she was Umbra, she was deeply traumatized by her former caretaker leaving; and henceforth put up a front to cover it...she's still the same old sweet and reckless girl inside, but Silver hides it away as deep as she can, covering it with layers of jerkass and cold ignorance of those who formerly knew her..
Powers:
Talk to Animals: ...So much. Silver can fluently converse with any animal, especially cats and bats and special creatures.
Blinding Gaze: It goes both ways. By staring intently at someone, Silver can make them incredibly uncomfortable-however, she also knows instantly when someone is staring at her.
Metamorph: Not actually, but she had one real instance of it. She became a teen when her caretaker disappeared after just sitting in the street for hours in shock, and she found a little portable shapeshifter just sitting in the grass where her house had been. She turned it on, but because it was basically out of power, it used some of her energy for one last burst: shifting her to a different appearance.
Anything else:
. Only Silver's ears and tail are furry; but her nose feels like a cat's.
. She refuses to wear jeans. Her clothing is bought from someplace that she won't tell anyone about; probably Hot Topic or something.
. Also, Silver has been reborn twice-once by Jed, once officially.
. Silver is hemophobic. She feels sick and panics at the sight of blood. However, in times of confusion or stress, blood-like substances can also trigger the reaction.
. Silver does not like wearing shoes! Her feet are tough, and if she has to wear shoes, she just goes out and buys a pair of slip-ons.
Kid
TeenMy Goal: I would like Silv to eventually become a Fully Reformed Interplanetary Criminal. She will still be a jerk, but she will be a reformed jerk. Jerk with a heart of gold, if you will.
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 8:35 am
 First Gaian Life Name: Lana
Gender: Female
Approximate physical age when Jed-napped: 14 or so...she was capable of living on her own for many days, in any case!
Physical Description: Lana had creamy white skin covered with brown and black designs.
Her hair was a light blue, her eyes completely dark red with cream pupils.
Her ears were black on the outside and reddish-pink on the inside-floppy dog ears, and her tail was golden and forked like a neko-mata from Japanese mythology.
The gold fur from her tail started as a bright sunshine-yellow on her feet, which were that of an owl, and winded up to her tail, steadily growing darker.
She also had a reddish-orange mane around her neck (more of a ring of fluff, though), and a pair of feathery lower-back wings in the same color! Her hands had a hooked claw or the inner side of the wrist, and the claws themselves are the color of amber-however, her hands were pure white, the brown and black designs fading out at the wrists.
Odds and Ends: Lana loved (here, I refer in the past tense, since she's someone else now with a different personality) to wear brightly colored clothes, and was very good at altering things to wear...she was a very happy and bright person, but also a very independent girl who made friends easily. Lana was also a very creative girl who liked to draw and paint-not easy with claws, but she managed! Her caretaker was Mizore, but she had to go off on a trip and leave Lana by herself-and by herself, Lana was Jed-napped!
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 9:28 am
 Baelia
Baelia is a faerie.
Or used to be, anyway.
She's from an alternate universe; and was stripped of her wings during battle, turning her into what is informally referred to as a grey faerie. Her Queen gave her a chance to start over in a new world, one the faerie gladly accepted.
So she lives in a house with Silver, on the outskirts of the city; they get around somehow.
personality:
Baelia is self-deprecating and quiet, rarely speaking unless she's spoken to. It was her fault she failed as a faerie, and she needs to make up for it by helping people. And Silver is one she's focused on, because the girl was completely devastated by her caretaker's disappearance...the young woman had asked Baelia to take care of her little criminal if she ever disappeared, so the faerie will uphold her promise.
But some people are beyond help.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 
Mizore Rosaus is a 18-year-old girl. She also seems to be a natural metamorphagus, and can change her appearance at will (in truth, this is just because of some handy technology she brought with her when she came to this place).
Lately, it has been discovered that Mizore is not as everyone thinks she is-Umbra, peeking into Mizore's bedroom, discovered that her caretaker has a pair of large white angelic wings that look almost metallic; protruding from her back, in the proper style of wings. As of yet, she has not revealed this to anyone, and Mizore is unaware that her 'daughter' knows of this.
She has only been on Gaia for two years, and it is to leave a message. A message that will mean something. And after that, she will disappear.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 6:39 am
 Three words that describe this character
cold, untrusting, a weapon.
Full name
Jol'tlare
Age in human years at sentencing
Thirteen.
Height at sentencing
4'7.
General build
Petite, muscled.
Family
Jol'tlare does have some, but she's never met them.
Attitude
She is a tool to be used and thrown away...
Greatest fear
Being useless.
What is the worst thing that could happen to him/her?
Being thrown away. Being broken physically and mentally.
What single event would most throw character's life in complete turmoil? Why?
Being told that her thoughts and opinions have value.
Most at ease when
Working on a new spell.
Most ill at ease when
Waiting for a briefing.
Priorities
1. Listen to commanders
2. Work on spells
Personality
She never really developed one.
The Past
Crime
Killing the sacred cats. She was ordered to dispose of one of the priestesses, but killed all the cats as well, as they had seen the murder.
Name of Home Planet
Teur'masa.
Description of home planet
Teur'masa was a large planet, about the size of Earth, but much more technically advanced. There was many races of 'taurs' on the planet, there were also cats and dogs which were believed to tell the future and were very intelligent. Three moons orbited it-unlivable moons, though-and one sun.
There are reptile-taurs and amphibian-taurs, but these are rare. Fish-taurs are similar to merpeople, except their upper bodies are scaled.
Pure cat-taurs are very rare; and are always priests and priestesses to the sacred cats-the same goes for pure dog-taurs, which are always priests and priestesses to the sacred dogs!
Occasionally, there will be a mix between the fish-taurs and mammal-taurs, creating powerful war mages like Jolt, but these taurs are very rare and treated as war weapons. All war mages can control at least one element, although the ones that can control at least three must use spells to do so.
There are only the normal versions of the taurs otherwise-by that, I mean like normal fish, dogs, dolphins, cats, goats, lizards, and horses.
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:05 am
that place where they do happen to live
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 7:54 am
Family "...I don't have any family. They left me. Baelia's made it plain she's here to feed and clothe me, and little else."
But...your caretaker loved you. She wouldn't leave.
"They left me. No-they left because they could, and one day I came home and there was no home.
Well, maybe it disappeared and took them with it...it wasn't a very traditional house, or even from this dimension, I don't think.
I was alone.
Calm down. You're not alone. Baelia cares for you, but you keep shoving her away-
I stay alone! 'Cause nobody cares for anybody else here."
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 6:12 am
Friends and Enemies  She never saw me again after those few times. I don't care. Sweet but dumb-I can't believe I ever thought she was my friend.  Don't like her. Such a silly choice to be intangible...maybe when she's older.  If I'd remained with my old caretaker, perhaps she would have taught me to care more than a faerie can. But no. He's gone, and although he was nice, I can't stand being helpless! But maybe...he meant well...for a second, I loved him. I was a child, prone to stupidity. That moment was an instance of it.  What the hell? She's got some sort of speech problem. Really freaking weird. neutral Very simple-minded, too.  Seems pretty stupid, but very friendly. Hmmm. Can't stand her, I don't know how I managed.  A good kid. ...Out of everyone I met, he's one of two I'd like to bring back. A lifestage younger...but there's something that calls to me.  RP not finished! Silver hasn't met any other criminals yet! More will be added as she meets them.
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 8:40 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 9:31 am
story: three weeks, she sleeps
She stands there in the road, eyes wide and body quaking, because her house is gone.
There's no sign anyone lives there where she left this morning, left to the park and was tied there, and she met a boy who she liked and she rushed home after he rescued her to tell mom-caretaker-sister-Mizore all about it; simply an empty lot where everything she had was.
And she drops to her knees and sobs and digs claws into her legs and arms until she gathers up enough courage to get there, to her house, find what she can-
nothing left why why did you leave me i loved you it doesn't matter why would you leave me on my own-
there's one of the little transformers from the top floor; one that can wrap on your wrist and change you to anything
but it's from the former top floor, now.
Before the girl knows it, she's laughing bitterly, sobbing and holding herself as she shakes because the irony in this is too much to bear and she may be older but she's not who she was in her second life because this is her third and she's abandoned each time and before she knows it her twitching fingers punch buttons on the bracelet because she needs a new life she can't be herself right now she doesn't want to be this person who can't find their friendfamily and is so alone without any warning-
and it scans her in a blast of green light and she changes; taller, thinner, more human and yet less of a person
The device drops to the ground, smoking, and all Umbra-no I can't be Umbra anymore that's not me I can't be her she lost everything-knows is that she's different. The clothes she wore are larger but the same, and the hair which was once so unmanageable is shorter and fades to white. The skin is porcelain, instead of the warm shadows; and the expression on the face that was once so sweet and happy has faded to a blank of shock and pain.
And because it finally catches up to her, through her blaze of shock and fury and sorrow, she crumples in one fluid movement.
And Silver sleeps, undreaming.
three weeks, she sleeps
three weeks
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2012 3:13 pm
story: the end never comes soon enough (not at all)
The end never comes soon enough in these dreams. The worst ones, however, are the ones where she's with Mizore, as her old self (and Silver wants to scream, kick, punch, get the illusion away from her, this is wrong, Mizore left her, it hurts so much), and they're smiling, laughing, just like always - a mother, or perhaps an elder sister, and a younger girl, both alien. Both happy, both smiling, both filled with joy.
Then, as always, Mizore is suddenly gone, and the ground is a wasteland of bricks and dirt, a ruin from far before her time, a ruin of glass and dust and it's almost as if she was never there. And before Umbra[Silver] can turn around, do anything besides whimper in shock, too scared to even cry - Mizore appears, but she's angry, and her eyes are filled with inky black, so like Silver[Umbra's] own. And the wings Umbra only saw once unfurl, and suddenly she's falling and it never stops, never, and she's Umbra[silver silver Silver SILVER] and she's lost and alone, falling, crying, and then something made up of glass reaches up with teeth made up of liquid fire and swallows her-
And then she wakes up, she always wakes up, biting her lip and tensed and shaking, while her caretaker slumbers fitfully, and the pets from her childhood years are curled and dreaming of happier days on the floor. Silver doesn't sleep again that night, or indeed, any of the following ones.
And when the circles under her eyes grow too dark to go unnoticed, she simply masks them with some makeup, a skill she's woefully undertrained at - but Baelia doesn't notice, Baelia never notices, unless it's a case where Silver would rather she didn't. And it's only another reason why the caretaker she's been given to - no, assigned to - is horrible, isn't it, in the long run? The intervention Silver desperately wishes would come never does, and so she continues to dream of glass and dirt and of flame.
...Silver doesn't dream, much.
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