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 Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 6:27 am
Faeyas and Ureil's Life Please be respectful to both "pet" and owner by not posting within this thread unless you have their express permission. Failure to do otherwise may result in you and your posts' being reported to the administrators as well as going on DemonTainted's Celibate List.
Thank you for your time. 
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 9:46 pm
[. razz ost #1:..: Where is the Fire?:.]
Navigation
1 . You Are Here 2 . How to light Fire 3 . About the Fire 4 . About the Kindling 5 . To Burn or not to Burn… 6 . Burned Visions 7 . Recent Flame 8 . Path of Destruction 9 . Things that are to be owned, not Burned 10 . Fire 11 . Fae's Corner
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 10:04 pm
[. razz ost #2:..: How to Light Fire :.]
Rules
A few simple rules to allow this journal to function appropriatly.
First off who can post, this may change with time depending, but for the most part its just:
Me
and DT.
Second, you decided to read this journal. With the exception of DT and myself, anyone else here made a consious choice to click my journal and read it. Respect the strangness inside. I wont be breaking any Gaia ToS, but as the shop says, these little boys are gender confused. If you have a problem reading about such things, please, kindly exit your browser now. This will make all of our days brighter.
Thirdly, on the above note, DT is only responsible for his warnings, that hopefully he shall never have to give in this journal, The general shop concept (see his disclaimer), and the images he drew of Ureil. All maddness otherwise written or seen is a product of the individual who created it, should you have a problem with this see rule #2 and if you feel the need for further action, contact that individual. Thanks.
Fourth, If you post here, I do not CARE the reason, and you are not on the above list (see point 1) of allowed posters then I WILL report you to DT if DT has not already been made aware of the post, and your post will be deleted. Lets not waste anyone's time shall we?
Last, I am a kind individual. If you take the time to ask for something, I will do my best to see it done if I consider the request reasonable. PMs are a great way to get ahold of me. Many thanks!
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 10:57 pm
[. razz ost #3:..: About The Fire :.]
About The Boy
Name: Ureil (Your ale)
Nicknames: Uriel (Your E L) [for those who forget]
Age: Kiddlet (5-7)
Gender: Male?
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Yellow
Hair Style: Flopped
Type of Body/Build: Average
Skin Tone: A burned orange, like the shade of dying embers.
Height: 3'5"
Weight: 80lb
General Appearance: A little lost...
Hobbies: Lighting things on fire, shouting fire, and destroying things if fire is not around.
Favorite Color: Red
Favorite Food: Charcoal (Marshmellow WAY over cooked)
Favorite Thing to Say: "Fire"
Abilities: Lighting things on fire, strength.
Likes: Fire, Destruction, Fireworks
Dislikes: Water, Cold
Fears: Winter, Isolation, darkness
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 11:50 pm
[. razz ost #4:..: About the Kindling:.]
About the "Guardian"
Name: Ross
Nicknames: N/A
Age: Adult, 25
Gender: Male
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Light blonde
Hair Style: Pony Tail in back
Type of Body/Build: Average
Skin Tone: Pale
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 175lb
General Appearance: Happy and good natured, if annoyed.
Hobbies: Writting
Favorite Color: Blue
Favorite Food: Pasta
Favorite Thing to Say: Jokes
Abilities: Writting
Likes: Exercize, the outdoors, writting, reading, acting like a hero
Dislikes: People who are unclean, needless boredom, being followed.
Fears: Anyone being in pain, drugs.
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Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2006 10:10 pm
[. razz ost #5:..: To Burn or not To Burn... :.]
Relationships
Ross- He has fire, burn when he has no more fire....
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Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2006 10:13 pm
[. razz ost #6:..: Burned Visions :.]
Growth/Album
Kiddlet
[Ages 5-7]
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Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2006 10:15 pm
[. razz ost #7:..: Recent Flame :.]
Most Recently Faeyas [.: A Trip to the Building :.]
Finding/being followed home by... you get the geist.Ross entered the building and was trying to find the room he was sent to by the strange person on the phone. His hands shook while holding a piece of paper. His eyes glanced from the paper to the walls and back again, attempting to recognize anything familiar from the scribbled directions he had received.
It was going poorly; in fact Ross believed honestly that he had passed that door at least five times now. He took a deep breath and continued on. I mean, you couldn’t get anywhere if you weren’t even moving, right?
That was his first mistake.
His second was staring dumbfounded up at what appeared to be a small orange boy with yellow hair.
Somehow between looking at his map, and the walls, and walking, he had managed to fall, arse first into a hole that was filled with pudding. The sticky gooey, semi gelatin mass gurgled and spat as it started to swallow up Ross. He felt the white goop attempt to enter his clothing and decided shouting would be considered more dignified.
“Hey, kid, can you find a rope or something to get me out? I just fell in here and I’m really late for a meeting an-.”
“Fire?” the boy tilted his head to one side, honestly curious.
“No, no fire, I need you to get me some help here.”
“Fire.” The boy nods.
“No fire! Help!” Ross shouted, thinking that this boy was thicker than the pudding! Of which was tapioca, and was starting to feel quite umm, interesting in his pants.
The boy considered the final words of the man and smiled as though he had finally figured something out. “No fire.” He said which made Ross smile; at least he figured out that much, “No help.”
The last two words drained all life from the face of the man that was Ross. For if he still was Ross, he wouldn’t look like a dead person from complete and utter destruction of his only hope.
But Ross never gave up oh no. So the kid wanted fire eh? Ross didn’t smoke, but he loved candles, and happened to have a lighter in his jacket pocket. Attempting to get to it caused one hand to submerge, and him to fall backwards so that his back was lying on top of the tapioca.
This seemed to be an ideal pose for the other occupant of the room, whom Ross had just noticed, and who heightened Ross’s desire to leave this room forever more and never return. He quickly pulled out the lighter and held it up, flicking it on.
The boy jumped in glee, “Fire Fire!” he shouted. Ross was surprised that no one pulled the fire alarm system with how loud this kid was shouting.
“Yes Fire, now help?” Ross asked, “I can’t give you the fire unless I’m up there.” He hoped the bribe would work, and figured it must have as a rope was flung down at him.
Ross started to reach for the rope when the boy called out, “No light rope on fire!”
….wtf…
Ross decided that this boy was getting to be too much. One good turn deserves another. Smiling Ross called up “It will look cooler if I can light it from a different spot, let me climb up a bit.” He hoped this would work as he pocketed the lighter and attempted to climb the rope as the other occupant slowly swam towards him
He was half way up the rope when the boy shouted, “You aren’t going to light it, you go bye bye!” and reached for the end.
Ross quickly shouted up, “No! No I am I am going to light it! I need to be higher!” the boy looked at him doubting, but didn’t drop the rope. Ross was grateful. Instead in his boredom the boy shook it around, which made climbing more difficult.
The other occupant had made their way to the rope and was beginning to climb just as Ross reached a point on the rope where he could climb out. He paused and smiled. “Watch this.” He said to the boy whose face lit up at the prospect of fire. Ross took out the lighter and lit the rope underneath him; it quickly burned and severed so that the occupant fell into the pudding where it was put out.
Ross climbed up quickly, and the boy helped pull him off the rope so that he had a better view. He had knelt by the hole and was watching the rope burn as if it was his first time ever seeing fire, which Ross highly doubted.
When it finished burning the boy held out his hand, “Fire” He demanded.
Ross fished around his coat and pulled out his map. He lit it on fire. The boy cheered and squealed as he watched the flames dance around the sheet.
As the boy watched the flame until all remained of the paper was little bits of soot, Ross had begun to make his way out of this place. He was done with the meeting, they could do whatever they wanted to him for not attending but NOTHING was worth his continuing to try to find the room they were supposed to meet in.
As he opened the door to the building to exit he noticed he had a companion. He looked back at the strange boy as he looked up at Ross, “You have fire.” The boy explained.
Ross sighed. No matter how he tried to convince the kid, he wouldn’t leave Ross alone. Small price for saving his life I guess, Ross thought to himself. The kid followed him all the way home.
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 10:44 pm
[. razz ost #8:..: Path of Destruction :.]
Historical Notes
Wed Jun 28, 2006 10:39 pm [x]
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 10:45 pm
[. razz ost #9:..: Things that are to be owned, not Burned :.]
Posessions
[None...Yet...]
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 10:46 pm
[. razz ost #10:..: Fire :.]
Notes on an Obsession
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2006 11:06 pm
[. razz ost #11:..: Fae's Corner :.]
A place for my Ramblings and Notices
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 12:27 am
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