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 Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 1:53 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 1:54 pm
 The soul lantern..__________________....Orange peel
__________________Having received the lantern by chance - a simple dice rolling
__________________game at a friendly looking event - Platy set the curious object
__________________down on his bedside table... At the base, contained within
__________________perfectly clear and unscratched glass (implying to the British
__________________teen that the lantern was newly made) was a pleasant scented
__________________liquid. Wafting his nose above the lantern revealed the oil to be
__________________citrusy; reminiscent of sunshine and oranges. Overall the Brit
__________________was quite proud of his quirky item and decided to freshen up
__________________the room by lighting the wick and allowing the oil to burn and
__________________release wafts of the zingy scent. However, the teen was
__________________quickly stumped when he found... No wick? How was he meant
__________________to light the lantern if there was no wick? Perplex he set the
__________________oddity aside. Regardless of it being useless it was kinda pretty
__________________and even it’s faint aroma was better than a tacky shop bought
__________________air freshener. It would sit on his desk, a cheerful orangey
__________________companion for the mean time; till he found it a better
__________________home.
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 1:55 pm
 The captured soul..__________________....Bonsai
__________________Generally leaving the lantern be whilst focusing on
__________________other matters – school, girls, attempting to get fit for
__________________summer – Platy very nearly forgot about the curious
__________________item. Yes, it gave off the distinct smell of orange peel...
__________________But when one is exposed to something almost all the
__________________time it gets shoved into the back of your mind. His mum
__________________had quizzed him once over where he had received the
__________________lantern but he had brushed her off and made he stop
__________________fiddling with it – it was his now, did it matter where he
__________________had got it!? However, it didn’t seem as though the
__________________lantern wanted to remain boring forever and one
__________________morning upon waking up Platy found that the lantern
__________________had spontaneously started glowing. Like a flickering fire
__________________light danced within the upper portion of the object and
__________________flooded the room with a pungent zesty scent. Taken
__________________aback at first Platy wanted to investigate what had
__________________caused the change but... school called him away... He
__________________would have to check it out later...
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 1:56 pm
 Child Luxia..__________________....Cuteeeeee!
__________________Nothing had prepared the teenage human for what met him one
__________________day several weeks later... When he had left for school in the
__________________morning it had been a normal – albeit glowing magically –
__________________lantern on his desk, when he walked back into the room a
__________________minuscule child was lying half asleep draped over his computer
__________________mouse. Approaching cautiously Platy roused the creature and it
__________________blinked curiously at him... “Hello?” The Brit said, extending a
__________________hand towards it. “Hello?” It chirped in reply, mirroring the action
__________________so that their hands met – one tiny and orange, the other
__________________tanned and huge in comparison. “What’s your name?” He asked,
__________________dropping his schoolbag and manoeuvring himself into the
__________________computer seet. The child mimicked his voice again... Platy gave
__________________his name but only found it said back at him. Sighing the boy
__________________figured he should establish the different between them. Like
__________________teaching a budgie or a dog their name... Pressing a finger to
__________________the Luxia’s forehead, causing it’s eyes to squeeze shut, he
__________________announced; “You can be... Ivan.” “Ivan?”
_________Name: Ivan.
_________Gender: Male.
_________Oil: Orange.
_________Soul: Bonsai.
_________Personality: Inquisitive, easily spooked, friendly, lazy.
_________Likes: Platy, sunshine, sleep.
_________Dislikes: Scary things, cold, getting hurt.
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 1:57 pm
 Teenage Luxia..__________________....The cool guy
_________________Ivan’s childhood was fairly eventful. Like any small, adorable,
_________________magical creature thrust into the care of a young teenager he
_________________was bounced between friends; many of who fell into a chorus
_________________of “Awws” spooking Ivan at first... but he soon grew to
_________________understand their good intentions and snuggled into them when
__________________they scratched at his head and spoiled him with kisses and
_________________cuddles. His slightly nervous demeanour was eventually eroded
_________________away and replaced with his interest in the world... Despite the
_________________changes to his personality being gradual the curious Luxia was
_________________forced through another odd and sudden change. Just as before
_________________one moment Platy was in ownership of a handheld and cute
_________________Ivan... the next time he looked a teenage Luxia floated in the
_________________air, suspended on magic and outstretched wings. Unfortunately
_________________the change came midway through a school day and Platy was
_________________forced to drag the near naked teen along with him; getting him
_________________kicked out of three classes and resulting in him telling a friend
_________________to quit trying to look and see what Ivan’s leafy shorts covered!
_________________Luckily the Luxia was chilled in nature and didn’t mind being left
_________________at home for school days in the future... He could just play
_________________Platy’s video games after all!
________Name: Ivan.
________Gender: Male.
________Oil: Orange.
________Soul: Bonsai.
________Personality: Relaxed, friendly, smart, slightly favours female attention.
________Likes: Platy, sleep, girls, video games.
________Dislikes: Cold, fire, girls with too much make up, violence.
________Powers: Able to grow any requested tree as a bonsai so long as he has
________the required soil.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 3:09 pm
 Elder Luxia__________________....???
_________________Text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text.
_________________Text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text.
_________________Text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text.
_________________Text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text.
_________________Text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text.
_________________Text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text.
_________________Text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text.
_________________Text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text.
_________________Text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text.
_________________Text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text.
_________________Text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text.
_________________Text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text.
_________________Text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text.
_________________Text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text.
_________________Text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text.
_________________Text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text.
_________________Text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text.
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_________________Text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text.
_________________Text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text, text.
________Name: Ivan.
________Gender: Male. (let's hope this doesn't change)
________Oil: Orange.
________Soul: Bonsai.
________Personality: ???
________Likes: ???
________Dislikes: ???
________Powers: ???
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 3:10 pm
Video games.. Ivan: /floats in playing on one of Platy's video games, twisting through the air and squirming as he batters the controller. P:
Malakai: *glances over to the writhing Luxia with a vague expression of bafflement* . . .
Ivan: /keeps worming around in the air, even twirling upside and arching his back so that he's playing upside down mid-air... Eventually noticed Malakai looking on. "Ahh... uh... hey!" /flips the right way up, but is still glancing at the screen hitting buttons.
Seralyn: -peeks over at the other Luxia-
Malakai: . . . Good day, Gathered. *looks at Ivan with a minutely curious expression, shifting his amethyst eyes towards Seralyn and back again*
Ivan: /swishes tail, has a button mashing frenzy then sighs, dropping the controller.. "I died.." /smiles at Malakai and then waves friendlily at Seralyn. "I'm good thanks... Enjoying Plat's games." B) /paddles in the air towards them slightly before 'laying down' on his front. "I'm getting pretty good.. Wanna have a go?"
Malakai: *his scaled brows knit together slowly* You did die, yes. Twice. *looks at his the Luxia's hands* That is a 'game'? I thought games were more...something humans did, than an object.
Seralyn: -waves back to Ivan then looks up and up and up at Malakai like he's some sort of giant- So tall~
Ivan: /laughs amiably at the other Luxia's confusion. "Well yeah... that too.. But with this you can control the character on the screen and try to beat the game.." /flicks wings and glides through the air to a stack of other games. "There's fighting, racing, adventure, all sorts." C: /holds a few up to show them to Malakai.
Malakai: *simply watches Ivan as he speaks on about things that are rather foreign to him, glancing to Seralyn to see if she understands any of it and instead being told he's tall* . . . you move around a lot. *he remarks to Ivan, clearly not following in the slightest*
Ivan: /looks a bit dejected that his enthusiam falls flat on the purple Luxia. >> << >> "Yeah... I guess I do.." /rolls back to sit on his haunches. "I just get kinda... fidgety playing games.."
Seralyn -has no understanding of what Ivan is talking about- What's a game?
Ivan: /crosses legs and looks at the pair, determined to enlighten them about video games. >O< "Well.. You get a video game and you get a controller." /holds an imaginary controller in his hands. "And you use buttons and control stick to control the character on the screen and beat challenges.. or... well, it depends on the game..." /slumps... having realised that wasn't the best description. "OTL
Malakai: I've noticed. *remarks with dry amusement, glancing again to the female* I thought it may have just been the habits of the Light-Born. *returns his attention to Ivan* What's the point of it?
Ivan: /it's Ivan's turn to be amused.. "The point?" /drops hands.. thinking the answer obvious. "To beat the game and have fun?" /considers... "Maybe you should just have a go... rather than me explaining?" /offers the pair of them a controller, if they want to try it. <:
Malakai: *seems to be lost on the notion of having fun, but accepts one of the controllers, idly rolling the analog sticks beneath his thumbs* ...now what? *pushes a button, satisfied by the yielding pressure beneath his thumbpad*
Ivan: /turns on the console and gets a game up for Malakai.. "You play!" :D /starts him off on an easy level on your generic platformer game. "Uhh, this button is attack, this moves you around... You can jump with this one.." /points out the controls to him.
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Posted: Thu Sep 09, 2010 2:06 pm
Citrus snow. Arana: *lazes* - 3-
Ivan: /lazes in the thread with Arana.. = U =
Yukiko: *curls up by Ivan* - w-
Ivan: /looks at his lil' sister.. "Hey there.." BD
Yukiko: *blinks awake and sits up, seeing Ivan* Oh, hello! :'D
Ivan: /moves himself so that he's floating horizontal, face more or less level with the smaller Luxia. "I've met you before." C:
Yukiko: Yes, I recognize you! 8D It's good to see you again ^ 3^ *with out warning leaps up and hugs him, nuzzling her face in his green neckfur* ~ <3
Ivan: /grins as the cheerful girl leaps for him. "Ahaha." >U< /flips over so that the girl isn't hanging off him and is kinda seated on his neck. = U = "Don't pull too hard on that... It is attached."
Yukiko: *giggles as Ivan flips* >w< *hears what he is saying about the fur Oh, I'm sorry! D: *look of concentration on her face for a few moments, then perks up, tying one of her longer ribbon trails around the top of his arm* There ^w^ *loosens her grip on the fur but pretty much stays where she is* So pretty and soft -w-~
Ivan: /watches with a sense of amusement on his face as she tied a ribbon round him. "Good safety.." /floats a tad higher now that she's safely secured to him. "Thank you.. Don't tell anyone.." /glances around and whispers something to the girl. "I use Platy's mum's conditioner on it.." >u>
Yukiko: It's pretty and soft, nothing wrong with that :'D *now glances around herself* Could I maybe borrow some sometime? ;w; *absentmindedly strokes her own tail fur*
Ivan: "Platy says conditioner is for girls..." /puffs out his chest, pleased that Yukiko agrees. "Sure... I'll give you some in a little tube. Platy's dad is a hairdresser." >u> /raises a hand to gently stroke Yukiko's hair with a few delicate fingers. "But your hair is already lovely and soft.." :'D
Yukiko: Beautiful hair should not be restricted to any one gender *sage nod* *hears the offer* I would love that! 8D *blushes adorably at next comment* R-really? Thank you.... .///w///.;
Ivan: "You would be a good friend to Platy's dad!" /chuckles, resting his hands on his abdomen. "Hmmm." /floats aimlessly around the thread - giving Yukiko a ride. = U =
Yukiko: He does sound nice.... = u = *enjoys the ride, resting contentedly*
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2010 8:16 am
Bonsai for all. Ivan: /floats in holding a plant pot. <:
Limecakey: -watches Ivan- o3o
Ivan: /lowers himself to the ground, puts the plantpot down and take a mini shovel to put some dirt in the pot. >> << >> /pats down the earth in his pot. "Anyone got any tree suggestions?" >U>
Hostel: Lemon treee~ *loves lemons*
Limecakey: * A* /suggests a sycamore.
Ivan: /beams at Hostel. "I like lemons too." :D /places hands on either side of the pot and sit's cross-legged, as if preparing to concentrate.. Glances apologetically at Lethality. "I'll do you a sycamore later." >< /concentrates on the pot, eyes firmly fixed on the soil. A little sprout pushes upwards.
Hostel: *claps* oooh~! (coincidentally, I really have gotten into gardening lately XD *has a pot of lavender, a pot of paperdaisies and a pot of assorted blue/purple flowers growing wt the moment* C: )
Ivan: /continues concentrating... the sprout grows rapidly into a tiny sapling. "Thank you." /wipes his brow, taking a short break before finishing the job.. The sapling, barely a foot tall matures under his influence into a perfect bonsai lemon tree. B)
Hostel: Awww~ *a sucker for miniature /anything/* that's awesome <3
Ivan: /grins lazily, proud someone enjoys his newly discovered skill. "Here, you can have it." /hands the pot to her. C:
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2010 1:02 pm
Lantern party. (AND PROSPEROOOOO!) Lantern!Tris: *....sits*
Ivan: /peers at lantern. o u o
Lethality: *sits Baye!Lantern next to Tris!Lantern and Ivan* o uo?
Baye: 8D *is a nice, unhelpful paper-weight*
Lantern!Tris: *would greet Baye and Ivan, but since she can't just.... sits*
Ivan: /sniffs the lanterns. >u>
Lantern!Kiele: -scoots over to Tris, Baye, and Ivan magically-
Baye: [/smells startingly like a fresh breeze of ... ice. what else can be expected?]
Latern!Tris: *gives off a wonderful vanilla aroma* *silently regards the arrival of Kiele*
Seralyn: -stares at the lanterns, wondering where they could have come from-
Lantern!Kiele: -gives off a subtle rosy scent and twinkles a bit in the sunlight-
Ivan: /likes the refreshingness of Baye's scent and the richness of Tris'. C: /pats them before going to smell Kiele.
Baye!Lantern: [/sits there under pats and stares, like a deceivingly ordinary oil lamp]
Lantern!Kiele: -twinkled more; if she could she'd wiggle a bit as Ivan approached-
Ivan: "I can't wait to get more brothers and sisters!" :'D
Chrys: Your wait is over, Ivan! Take good care of him! >W<
/various threadgoers call him cute.
Prospero: /blinks.. "Uh..." /confused at all these cries of cute.
Ivan: ;U; "Brotherrr!" /snatches him up into a hug.
Prospero: /wiggles around in Ivan's grasp. "Aaahhh~"
Ivan: D8 /loosens grip. "I'm not hurting you am I?!" /looks terrified.
Prospero: /shakes head, clinging to Ivan's neck fur. "No I'm just pleased to see you!" <3 C:
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