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 Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 6:06 pm
ooooo① Journalooooo② Aboutooooo③ Date Bookooooo④ Family & Petsooooo⑤ Opinionsooooo⑥ Photo Albumooooo⑦ Gifts & Possessionsooooo⑧ Roomooooo⑨ Powers & Abilitiesooooo⑩ Fanartooooo⑪ Journal Entriesooooo⑫ Reservedooooo⑬ Entryooooo⑭ Entryooooo⑮ Entry⋖ ☠ ⋗
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:50 pm
『 About｡ 』 ๑ Name Finn.
๑ Item Given Silver Cord.
๑ Likes Text.
๑ Dislikes Text.
๑ Fears Being forgotten.
๑ Personality He tries to be considerate and prefers to express himself through actions.
He's a bit of a klutz and tends to say the wrong thing, as he isn't good with words.
He always seems to be getting into trouble.Appearance｡◊ Hair Bronze. Short in the back, but with bangs. The wave causes it to curl at the base of his neck.
◊ Eyes Grey. Usually very bright and attentive.
◊ Skintone Average caucasian.
◊ Height Average.
◊ Physique Slender, but not unhealthy.
◊ Style Simple and comfortable, usually with a bandage or two, as he gets injured often.
◊ Other Details Pointed ears. Always seems to be seeing more than what's there.⋖ ☠ ⋗
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:51 pm
『 Date Book｡ 』 May 30, 2010 Adopted into the family with Alastar. ⋖ ☠ ⋗
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:52 pm
『 Family & Pets｡ 』 Mother - Emelie
Alastar ⋖ ☠ ⋗
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:53 pm
『 Opinions｡ 』 Hate. Dislike. Acquaintance. Friend. Affection.
ooooo◊ Alastar. My brother. He's sick and has to stay home a lot. Mother tells me to look after him, but I do it because I want to. I hope he gets better soon.ooooo◊ooooo◊ooooo◊⋖ ☠ ⋗
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:54 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:55 pm
『 Gifts & Possessions｡ 』 ⋖ ☠ ⋗
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:56 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:57 pm
『 Powers & Abilities｡ 』 Astral Projection - can separate his soul from his body.
Lucid Dream - Can enter others' dreams when in spirit form.
Aura - Can sense others' auras.⋖ ☠ ⋗
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:58 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 5:59 pm
『 Journal Entries｡ 』 Date. Title.
Date. Title.
Date. Title.⋖ ☠ ⋗
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 6:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 6:01 pm
『 Entry｡ 』 As he walked down the hallway Finn heard voices, soft and quiet, coming from Alastar's room. Immediately he identified them as those of his brother and their mother. He knew he should keep going, that eavesdropping was rude, but curiosity overcame him. He stopped near the doorway and listened.
Emelie's voice was so soft that he could barely make out what she was saying, but she had that tone to her voice again - that tone infused with false hope that he recognized as the one she used when she was trying to cheer Alastar up, trying to convince him that he wouldn't always be sick. The tone that carried empty promises. Listening to it made Finn feel a peculiar sensation in the pit of his stomach, something that he might identify as guilt, and his pale grey eyes drifted from the wall to the floor. He hated it, Alastar's sickness - how it managed to seep into every aspect of their lives, how he had to just watch it get worse, how he could do nothing to help.
The bronze-haired child didn't notice his mother approach until she opened the door to Alastar's room and gasped in surprise, one thin hand fluttering to her mouth. "Oh, Finn!" she breathed, lowering her hand and furrowing her brow, a nervous smile on her lips. "You scared me." Finn looked up at her silently, a sort of sadness in his eyes as he struggled to find some words of comfort to say to her. When none came, he settled for stepping forward and wrapping his arms around her waist.
Though he couldn't see with his face buried in her dress, Emelie's expression softened as she placed one hand on his head. "Come, now. Let's go."⋖ ☠ ⋗
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 6:02 pm
『 Entry｡ 』 Mom bought this journal for me. She got one for Starry too.
Starry's sick. I hope we can play outside together soon.
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 6:03 pm
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