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 Posted: Sun Apr 16, 2006 9:08 pm
(( xd Not only does this give me a chance to talk about Sephiroth a lot, but I get to claim him as MY chosen one. twisted )) Date: Who am I to keep by the time of these mortals? I need no pity. Yes, the great 'JENOVA, Crisis from the Skies' as they call me, has been captured, but I am not without plans. Where had this all started? With those foolish beings, 'Cetra' they called themselves. Thinking they could stop me, beat me... Well, they have learned their lesson now, as soon the whole world will learn. Their 'JENOVA' is not one to be trifled with. I will sit here and wait. Wait for whom? My son. Even now, he has been infused with my own cells, making him above all of these pathetic vermin that dare to call my planet their home. He may not be from my womb, but I will be more of a mother to him than anyone else could be. Not out of care for the boy, as I do not have plans for him after his usefulness has run out. But as these mortals have managed to subdue me, I have no choice but to use another vessel for my will. And soon, his time, and our time, will come.
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 3:00 pm
Date: Gradually closer, the time is nigh at hand... They call him Hojo. I call him puppet. Being the major cause of my confinement and inability to travel, he nevertheless is continueing my spread in ways even he cannot comprehend. By injecting my cells into others, he gives me an ever increasing hold upon the mortals of his planet. This seems almost too easy. As they breed my son into a bringer of death, and spread parts of me throughout the population, there is little for me to do but wait. The time will come soon. Sooner than they think, sooner than I think. All is falling into place. But I still sense that there is something I am overlooking. Is there perhaps a greater force influencing the ways of this planet?
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 3:07 pm
Date: My Chosen one cometh... He is coming. I can feel his approach. Already he is yearning for knowledge, power, and soon revenge. I will be the one to supply him with these, and all I ask in return is his devotion, and succombing entirely to my will. The puppet has begun to create more like him. They, too, contain parts of me, but none have the concentration and power that have infused my son. Sephiroth, that is what these beings have called him. Well, soon Sephiroth, you and I will have this world, and many others. My chosen one. Come, my son....
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 8:50 pm
Date: Something doesn't feel right... He is here. It seemed all too short a time, and yet took forever for my son to grow into what he is now. I can feel his presence as his knowledge, even if false, grows greater. He will come to visit me soon. Sephiroth... even now you are consuming all you can from the puppet's notes, and they are leading you to believe that you are more than these humans. That is right. Hate them.... They are the nothing but pawns, puppets, and pointless lifeforms, yet I find such an amusement in manipulating them. Something feels off about his companions, but I need not worry. Continue reading Sephiroth. You are mine already, as you were from the day you were born.
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Posted: Sat May 13, 2006 8:25 am
Date: stare No! This doesn't seem possible. Perhaps my own thinking was my undoing. I underestimated normal human mortals. Sephiroth and I would have had so much power, had everything gone as I had planned. Unfortunately... Those mortal brats with him had to come and make themselves a significant nuisance. First the black haired one, which Sephiroth disposed of easily. But what I was not expecting was the wimpy blonde one taking us by surprise. I suppose I hadn't given any thought to him because he was so insignifigant. Still, he too was easily disposed of, but Sephiroth and I will have to rethink... corection, I will do the thinking, he will be the vessel. Now, here in the scalding lifestream, we can abide our time for eternity if need be. If the planet doesn't disintegrate me first. It seems to have taken quite a dislike to 'mother'. Ha ha ha ha!
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Posted: Mon May 15, 2006 6:05 am
Date: It's impossible to tell the time that has passed My son and I sit here, and at times it feels as if a year passed in a second, while seconds seem years. Perhaps it is the state I am in that is making me so impatient and confused. My head wanders here and there in the lifestream, slowly getting corroded by the pure lifestream. Ha! Correction, the lifestream is nowhere near pure anymore. Even now, I am infecting it. It's almost too easy. In a hundred years, all the mortals existing on earth with have been born of a JENOVA cell infused lifestream. They will ALL be under my control, and all I have to do is stay here. But that way is much to easy, and not as satisfying. So while my head hovers down here, teaching Sephiroth how to project himself and walk and kill without a body, the rest of my body is up there; an object of continued research and experiments. Someday, when Sephiroth has mastered his skills, I will send him to retrieve my body. Then it will lure all those with part of me in them. Perhaps I will fuse with them to become a super being. Or give them as a gift to my loyal son, so that he may have a body. We will wait, and see when the time comes.
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2006 9:27 pm
Date: Pain... The Planet does not appreciate my presence. Even I, a superior being, can feel intense pain caused by it's trying to dispel me from the lifesteam's depths. And now, though my head is alone, my body has the company of my son. It would be incomprehensible to any lesser being as to how I manage to keep one conciousness in two places, since my head is here, and my body with Sephiroth. He even did away with the leader of the company that has been speading my will without realizing the consiquences. The previous puppet is still there, having held my body in captivity for so long, until my son took me away from there. Though now it seems I have another puppet. None other than that silly mortal who has surprisingly survived so long. He is now part of me, and part of many beings that exist only to do my bidding. Ha ha ha. How little they know...and how quickly they grow. Come everyone, come to your Mother. I am calling.
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