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 Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 7:31 pm
This log belongs to Tyven and Jem Reever(Indubitably).
Do not post unless previously okayed by owner. Those who do post without permission will be blacklisted from the shop.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 7:46 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 7:53 pm
 Name: Tyven Gender: Female Animal: Indigo Snake [Drymarchon corais]
Current Stage: Preteen
Abilities/Skills: Poison Resistance, Beserk, Jacobson Glands, Tough Skin.
Height: 5'10"
Personality: Tyven is serious, observant, and sensitive. She keeps herself locked inside, and puts out an icy, reptilian facade, to protect others from the passions inside. At odds with her true, berserker nature, she focuses on control, over herself and others. She's a very sensual creature, and has slowly become calculating, rather than raw. Honest to a fault, and generally blunt, factual.
Likes:
Dislikes:
Hobbies:
Habits:
Favorite Colors: Black, Purple, White, Gold.
Favorite Musician: Lady Gaga
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 7:55 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 7:57 pm
Other Children: In Alphabetical Order  Basilisk// Ai'shern: Tyven's grown somewhat fond of the boy. He's in the care of Turner, the battle teacher she TA's for, and therefore has gotten to know him a little. She does not appreciate his affection for Cleo.  Bandersnatch// Altessa: Used to be the best friends in the world, now they haven't seen each other in ages, though Tyven sometimes wonders about her. The last time they saw each other, they hugged.  Jaguar// Ausleir: Just part of a toddler-set that she and Cleo played water-tag with at the park.  Greek Lion// Cadentau: She has no dislike for the lion, though they sparred and she won in gym.  Newt// Chath: Tyven's curious about the brave newt. She also took action during the dragon revolt, and wanted to get to know him better.  Long-Horned Bull// Cody:  Powder Blue Surgeon Fish// Jewel: Was friendly with her when they met when Tyven was younger, no real feelings now.  Moon Jellyfish// Medusa: Does not like. A sister of Altessa, whom insults her. Snobby, shallow. Tyven views her with distaste.  Gold Sand Scorpion// Nero: She remembers him positively, though it was a long time ago. A bit too shy.  Blue Poison Dart Frog// Nibal: She likes Nibal, though she couldn't tell you why. He's odd, but sweet, and very non-threatening.  Raven// Revon: Cleo liked the girly raven. Tyven has no particular feelings or real memory of the bird.  Least Weasel// Roulette: She liked him a bit, though they were very little when they met.  Jaguar// Sascha: Just part of a toddler-set that she and Cleo played water-tag with at the park.  Mole// Taren: Used to think he was okay, now doesn't think about him at all.  Long-Tailed Sylph// Teal: Dislike.  Black Forest Cobra// Terpsichore: Ambivalence boarding on dislike.  Indian Flower Mantis// Zyanya: Used to play together, then became semi-rivals. Who knows?
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 8:20 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 8:22 pm
Altessa:
Cleo:
Emi:
Jett:
Nero:
Roulette:
Taren:
Zyanya:
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 8:23 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 8:25 pm
Tyven as a snarky, naked toddler.
The snake bonding with her lindworm egg, in training gear as a child.
A supertall preteen with Azucar, her dragon. Still not fond of clothing.
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 8:31 pm
Toddler: 2-4
First stage the child is made, and given to a carefully selected gaian.
Requirements:
Child: 5-7
Second stage, child is assigned an egg to take care of with the help of the lab (it's left in the lab to keep required heating)
Requirements:
Preteen: 8-12
Third stage, the egg has hatched and children begin attending training classes.
Requirements:
3 Months length (January 30th-April 30th)
Another special skill relating to their DNA,
able to give a few facts about their dragon. (1 dragon informational class)
Knowledge of at least 3 battle stances,
Knowledge of at least 3 spells.
5 Playdates
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1 Journal entry from parents perspective
1 from child's perspective
Choice of another 2 Journal entries or two Journal RPs.
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 10:27 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 11:28 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 11:30 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 11:32 pm
A man in a labcoat, arms crossed in front of his chest, an envelope clentched in one hand, the expession on his face... He'd been waiting for her. Poopykins. She swallowed her fear to glanced around, noting that the only thing to be seen was a white van. Was he here to kidnap her? Jem could take him, he was pretty scrawny, but... His eyes narrowed, as if knowing her thoughts, and the van door slid open, another labcoat jumping out. The only sound as she finally approached them, was her thundering music, loud enough to make her deaf by thirty.
"MAKE A SEASONED PASS, TO MOUNT THAT a**, AND BOB HOPE THAT I MIGHT ONE NIGHT STAND A CHANGE. LET'S GO FENG SHUI THE ******** AROUND MY DIGS LIKE A SUPERBALL, BRING THAT SUNNY SIDE UP, AND..."
The 5'2" redhead flashed the labcoat her charming grin, while her eyes quickly assessed him. No visible weapon, strange name tag. What sort of parent gave their child a number for a name? Still, the second one was stranger, with a bag on his head, and a tag that read "182". He jerked his head toward the van, and spoke to the first labcoat, as if explaining himself.
"Toblf cju nf. J cfu uif cptt jt uszjoh up ljmm nf, ps nbzcf ju xbt bopuifs mbcufdi..."
Riiiight. As the man lifted an arm to reveal two bloody puncture wounds, her brows shot sky high, disappearing into long bangs. The first man ignored his companion, and held out the envelope, an almost malicious smile on his face.
"Miss Reever."
Unsure of what to do, she forced a bored expression, and tore open the side envelope, something that generally irritated Rapier, and flicked the letter open, quickly reading it.
"Ya gotta be smokin' some major crack, buddy. ******** no, Jemi don't want no baby."
Get a kid from some lab? Oh hell no. Rapier wouldn't talk to her for a MONTH! The truth was, she actually had no idea where her girlfriend had gotten Cleo from, and hadn't asked, simply because she didn't care. In this dimension, Jem seemed to be at least nineteen, however, in her home dimension, and in years, she was only sixteen, and spent a lot of time dimesion skipping so she could finish her senior year of highschool.
"Toddler, actually... But you may want to reconsider. D-corp... Well, we wouldn't want to let anything slip to the authorities."
Wait, what? Authorities? As in, the five-oh? Looking skeptical, she figured he was bluffing, and scowled up at him, not at all intimidating, and instead rather endearing.
"Let what slip? You ain't got nothin' on me. Best back up off'n me, cuz I gotta get to 'Pier's house, she's expectin' me."
But his smile only widened, and he shared a look with 182, shaking his head slowly.
"Ah, Rapier... It was through her that we found you, actually. You see, when we were investigating her, we noticed that you were in residence at her home part time, and decided to background check you, only... There didn't seem to be any files. How interesting. Still, we set a small team to track you, while also cross-referencing results for 'Reever' until we found a family of three sisters, with red hair, whom... Were missing a younger sister. Nijemi. Who was being raised somewhere with their aunt. Hmm. According to the records of the missing baby... She would be... Sixteen. That would make her, You, Miss Reever, a minor. Are you not in a sexual relationship with Miss ? That would be... Dare I say it? Illegal, wouldn't it?"
Despite her tan skin, Jem looked rather pale, scared, and very young. There was a long silence, as she simply stared up at the man, horrified, then... Her face darkened in anger, and her small fist... Flew for his stomach. Obviously not expecting that physical of a reaction from such a harmless looking creature, The labtech's eyes widened, and he made an 'ooomf!' noise, retreating a few paces, as the short young woman glared at him. <******** you! If I hurt ya bad enough, I betcha won't tell NO ONE."
If it had just been JEM, maybe she would have been more docile, but she wasn't about to let them haul Rapier off to jail, for something she hadn't even known about until recently. 182 stepped forward, and both technicians now seemed wary of her, but the first pulled out a phone.
"D-corp is speed-dial one, Miss Reever. If you refuse again to go along with our demands... Your Rapier will be arrested within minutes."
Which was a lie, but Jem didn't know that. They weren't about to try to rehome Cleo. The techs could be lazy at times, and probably thought it was funny that the hyper child was with a serious woman like Rapier. Breathing hard, the girl forced herself to unclentch her fists, and tore her ipod buds from her ears, shoving the whole mess of wires and hardware into the backpocket of faded, paintsplattered jeans.
"... Fine."
The girl tried desperately to get away with one last thing... Perhaps Rapier could help her come up with a way to weasel out of this if she got home to her...
"But I can't get to D-corp right now, Rapier will freak out, and-"
She was cut off by the labtech, who looked incredibly smug.
"Ah, Miss Reever, we at D-corp seek to accommidate our clientle. We've brought the child to you."
Three pairs of eyes slid over to the van, and 182 scooted away from it, as if unwilling to remove the d-corp, and give it to Jem. Looking highly irritated, the first one tore open the door of the van, and reached in, turning to face her with something curled in his arms. White and purple, and in the fetal position, trying to hide away from the cold of the air. Obviously, the van had been a lot warmer, with the heater probably on. Jem automatically felt the urge to cover the nude critter with her jacket, or something, and scowled at the carelessness of the men.
"Indigo Snake. She was a mistake. Figured you'd do well with her, Miss Reever, considering your perchant for accidents and dangerous beings."
182 flinched when the small toddler lifted her head, and... Hissed at him, black tongue snaking out, as her eyelids slid open, revealing a pale, lavender gaze.
"Awww..."
Jem couldn't help it, and turned pink at the incredulous looks both men gave her, before removing her jacket, and taking the child with a scowl, wrapping the girl in it. At the sudden warmth, the toddler looked more lively, and her tiny, black-clawed hands came up to grip Jem's shoulders. Another flick of the tongue 'scented' the teenager, and apparently found her worthy, a satisfied noise rumbling in her throat. The redhead, not wanting to feel completely defeated, shot a glare at the labtechs.
"I'm takin' 'er. But the second I'm able to hurt you? Don't doubt that I will. That underage thing only works for so long, assholes."
Walking away from them, she paused to throw a very Jem-esque comment over her shoulder, before turning the corner. She figured they'd go back to where ever they'd come from soon enough.
"And I'm telling on you."
Rapier was gonna be pissed, but at least Cleo had someone to play with now...
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Well, considering Tyven was the result of an experiment taken a step too far. Seeking to make a rather violent fighting D-corp, the lab tech took Indigo Snake DNA, and tried to give it human legs, having the tail split into two. Whereas this worked, it unfortunately minimized some of the animal characteristics within the child, and she ended up with a few more human attributes than expected.
So, now to find a caretaker that wouldn't mind the possessiveness, violent tendancies, and odd appearance.
Enter Nijemi Reever, a person D-corp would only find out about when seeking out ways to blackmail Rapier, the guardian of Cleo. Rapier is an ex-slaver with a dark past, and not-so-nice behavior, yet Jem, with her sparkling cheerfulness, doesn't seem to mind. Seems to calm Rapier.
Jem needs no threats to arrive at D-corp, rather, her curiousity would pull her there at the mention of the place. And unlike a lot of people, she finds dangerous things with fangs adorable. Not to mention purple is her favorite color.
Plus, a creature like Tyven might to well with a more helpless sister, and two parents. Spending her time protecting Cleo would stop her from senselessly fighting.
The experiment already took place for this girl, now they're just trying to deal with the result.
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Posted: Fri Nov 10, 2006 11:33 pm
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Goldcrest// Cleo:
Red Panda// Lian:
Mute Swan// Emi:
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