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 Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 8:51 pm
This is the journal for Sreas, as he grows up. Please listen to the rules of the Owner (Atriz.) Also this journal will be watched to see how your pet develops so make sure you update it lots.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2005 5:59 am
She had experience, owning her own mystical creatures herself. I read up on her story. Apparently she and a friend had found these mystical creatures through a mirror. I knew she would be a perfect Fweegu owner, but it wouldn't be fair to burden her like that. Fweegul take time and devotion - a big burden unless you are willing to take care of it. So we made a compromise. I'd take care of Sreas, and she would take care of Gavi.
This morning, I awoke to find an egg in my mailbox. Funny place to put one.
Meru's PostThe BeginningBehind the JournalSiblingsFaces of OthersPictures of PastThe House
A complete list can be found here.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2005 6:01 am
I'm a weird child. Truly weird.
 Name: Adam
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: June 29th, 1989
Age: 16
Favourite Colour: Orange
Favourite Number: 1
Favourite Hobbies: Gaiaing, WarCraft III ing, StarCrafting, singing, swimming, acting, sleeping, eating - normal teenage stuff.
Personality: Fun, maybe a little psychotic. I can get a little out of hand at times, but otherwise I'm fairly normal. Honest, trustworthy, and a little secretive myself. I have no issues meeting new people here, but I do in the real world. I'm mostly an introvert, but aren't we all. (Note: This is Adam, not Atriz. Atriz is the owner of the house and the pets. I'm just the person who plays Gaia.)
Name: Corsel
Gender: Male
Date of Appearance: July 7th, 2005
Stage: Matured (III)
Favourite Colour: Green
Favourite Number: 27
Favourite Hobbies: swimming, reading, talking, sleeping and running.
Personality: Corsel and I like to badger each other playfully. He's not a very good loser, and he's not a very gracious winner, so I try to keep him away from competitive situations. He's friendly, but by no means shy.
Name: Aris
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: July 12th, 2005
Stage: Teen
Favourite Colour: Red
Favourite Number: 4
Favourite Hobbies: computer, World of Warcraft, flying.
Personality: Aris has been fairly shy ever since she hatched. She doesn't enjoy talking to others, and would trade any social situation for time at her computer. You can often find her there, or out for a midnight soar.
Name: Cier
Gender: Male
Date of Growth: June 19th, 2004
Stage: Child (Final Stage)
Favourite Colour: White
Favourite Number: 9
Favourite Hobbies: sleeping, eating, tag.
Personality: Cier is extremely sarcastic. I give him hell for it, sometimes. He's friendly, but not everyone gets his deranged sense of humour. I wouldn't trust him to keep a secret for too long, if you know what I mean. ;]
Name: Sreas
Gender: Male
Date of Growth: July 26th, 2005
Stage: Child
Favourite Colour: Red
Favourite Number: 12
Favourite Hobbies: reading, watching television, relaxing, nature walks.
Personality: Sreas is quiet, and realizes that he doesn't have to be the life of the party. That said, you can only judge a book by its cover. His true personality is hidden by his actions on the outside.
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2005 6:09 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2005 6:10 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2005 6:16 am
Ickle little baby... - Egg - Awww... he's an egg! Click on the icon to see the full picture..
- Child - Woo! Older Sreas! Click on the icon to see the full picture..
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2005 8:47 am
But a chairrrr is not a houseeee...
On the left we see the floorplan for my wonderful house. It's just a small little starter home, but it keeps everyone happy.
Master Bedroom: [x]
This is where I sleep.
Bedroom 2: [x]
This room belongs to Aris.
Bedroom 3: [x]
The room belongs to Corsel, and Sreas.
Great Room: [x]
Our relaxation-station.
Kitchen: [x]
Snackage. Also where Cier sleeps.
Garage: [x]
Where I put the car? WARNING: Enter at your own risk!
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2005 9:11 am
Funny place to put an egg. I must have glanced at the mailbox for about an hour. I couldn't believe it was here. I mean - I knew it was coming... but...
I took him inside and cradled him around like a baby. Despite living in my house my entire life, it felt foreign. I feeled like I was walking into someone else's house, with someone else's egg. I glanced around and noticed many things I had never noticed before. The paint chips, the marks left behind from when Corsel decided to run around the house as fast as he could. It's the simple things that make a house a home.
The egg looks kinda funny. I'm not sure what the symbol on it implies, but it's certainly amusing to guess. Corsel thinks its going to grow up into a giant man-eating snake.
Aris hasn't been around much today.She doesn't seem to care for the little bugger, and she's just kinda of lived in his own little world ever since she grew. Poor kid.
Corsel has taken an almost immediate liking to the egg. I could him reading it a story yesterday. "Alice in Wonderland". Nothing gets the creative juices flowing like that book. I'm planning on taking Corsel and perhaps the egg out for a stroll later this evening. We might have time to go chat with some of the other Mysteria that have inhabited Earth!
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2005 12:45 pm
This is Sreas... FelineOddity Eve looked about nervously, surprised there were more egg holders than just herself. She held her egg close to her heart, still covered in the soft white blanket she had it in at home. The closest stranger seemed to be a male about her age, so she gave him a warm smile and asked, "Where's your egg?" Atriz "Who me?" Atriz said, startled. He was nervously looking around, feeling slightly out of place.
"Uh... it's right here." He was barely able to utter the words out - clearly new things were not his strong point. He unwrapped the red blanket and revealed Sreas.
"His name is Sreas. I found him in my mailbox this morning. Say... do you have any clue what this marking on the egg means?" FelineOddity As Eve gazed at his egg, which was similar in appearance to Ovelia's egg [yet had a different symbol], she was struck by his question. She had never even thought about that. "I have no clue," she admitted, and ran her fingertip along the gilded markings on Ovelia, pleased by the silky texture.
"Perhaps it's another language. Or maybe just nature's scribbles," she mumbled, and tucked her egg back away into her blanket to keep it warm. Bartholomew yawned boredly. "Sreas huh? That's interesting... mine's Ovelia. I sure hope it really is female." Atriz Atriz pondered for a minute.
"Gee, I guess I kind of assumed mine was male. I don't have a female pet, so it seemed kind of natural. Oh crap... I've been calling it a male all this time!"
Atriz took a look at Bartholomew.
"What's that?"
Corsel came walking by, and sat down beside Atriz.
"Dude... what are you up to?" he jeered, whilst poking at the egg.
"Just meeting someone with an egg like mine." FelineOddity "Maybe whatever we think it is, it'll hatch into," Eve replied, optimistically. She smiled sheepishly as Bartholomew was noticed. "Uhhm.. he's my kittypanda. Don't mind him, he's..." Eve stopped dead. "What's that?!" she exclaimed, staring down at Corsel as if he were a cockroach. Atriz "What's what?" He looked at Corsel. "Corsel, are you stepping on a bug again?"
Atriz bent down to look at what she was pointing to, completely and utterly confused. Corsel looked side to side, wondering what he was supposed to be looking at.
"I don't see anything. Maybe it's gone now." FelineOddity Eve realized how rude she appeared and slapped her forehead. "Ahm! Nevermind, yeah it's gone." Her eyes never stopped studying Corsel, however, and she suddenly longed to go back home and see her own pets.
"Oh.. so.. have you seen any other egg owners? Or perhaps a hatched egg? I've yet to see anyone else but you." Atriz "Well... uh... I've only seen one other egg, but it was my breakfast." Atriz gave a little chuckle.
"Lame."
"No one asked you." Atriz replied smugly, and then he focused his attention back on the stranger.
"I wish that it would be whatever we want, but I don't see that happening. Besides, Corsel wouldn't be happy unless I wished it was a giant man-eating snake."
"Damn Straight."
"Say - I didn't catch your name. What was it again?" FelineOddity Eve seemed amazed it could talk.
"Oh, I'm Eve. And Mr. Kittypanda there is Bartholomew or Mew for short. He likes to sit on my head all day, but he's not really a hat." At the mention of his name, a small cloud of gray smoke surrounded him for a moment, and he turned into a little cat-like animal with panda markings. Eve now had to balance herself with the extra weight, but it didn't matter.
"Show off", she scoffed, and Mew stuck his tail in front of her face.
"Gah... well, what's your name?" replied Eve courteously, subtlely trying to shake Mew from her head. Atriz Atriz couldn't keep his eyes off the hat. He was amazed beyong belief.
"I... I'm Atriz, p..p...pleasure to meet you." He said, still partly shaken. Yeah, Corsel can talk, but I wish he couldn't." Atriz smirked, as he got swiped by the cat-like creature.
"Hah."
"He can write too. He's getting pretty good at it. Soon I'll have him doing my taxes." Atriz smirked again, but this time he jumped to the side, dodging the swipe thrown by Corsel.
"Jerk." FelineOddity Mew stared down like a hawk at Corsel, his green eyes unblinking.
"Taxes? Hah, wish I could bribe Mew into doing things like that for me. He won't even set the table."
"Ahem! No thumbs!" he replied defiantly, and threatened to mess her hair.
"Sorry, sorry..." she mumbled, and smiled. "Atriz, huh? Interesting name. Are you from around here?" She shifted her weight from one leg to the other, her egg still held close. Atriz "Yeah. I've got a little house just down the way here. Fairly relaxing - not too bad. A little small, however." Atriz glanced down at Corsel, and then back up to the black and white thing on Eve's head.
"Perhaps Corsel and Bartholomew would like to go play for a while? I wouldn't mind discussing a few things about this egg. I really don't know anything about mine." FelineOddity Eve nodded. "I can relate.. I have a little apartment too." She blinked and shrugged, "If Mew wants to, alright."
Bartholomew raised a brow and looked down at Corsel, a blank look on his face. "Play? Huh.."
Eve picked Mew up and set him on the ground, stroking his fur before trying to fix her hat-hair. "Ahhm yes, go play, Mew." She felt light without the kittypanda on her head.
"I suppose I might," he replied, and approached the green creature slowly. Atriz Atriz watched Corsel go tearing off towards a tree, with Bartholomew close behind.
"Cute." He paused, most likely for effect. "So how did you get your egg, if you don't mind me asking?"
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"I'm bloody faster than you." Corsel said, while running to the tree. "C'mon, just try to catch me!" FelineOddity Eve tried to remember the auction, but couldn't remember much else. "I bought it at an auction, thinking it was a pure gold egg. Then as I left, I found out it was a real egg... pretty weird." She blinked, then asked, "You found yours in a mailbox, huh?"
Bartholomew strode after Corsel, not nearly at a pace suitable for hunting down the green creature yet biding his energy. "Catch you? Why would I catch you? Could I perhaps eat you afterwards? Then maybe I'd chase you," he called, grinning to himself. Atriz "Well, yeah. But I knew it was coming... kind of." He said, clearly trying to recall what had happened. "Well, I thought Sian would make a good owner for a Fweegul - a pet from another world. That's what Corsel is. He came from a world so filled with smog that it has been killing these poor creatures." He paused for a second, realizing he was getting off track. "So, I figured I couldn't just burden her with a pet on her doorstep. That said, I didn't want to get another Fweegu. Corsel wouldn't like it. So we traded. I got my egg this morning."
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Corsel stopped, mid run. "Okay - promise me you will never say that again. That's just... weird." Corsel backed slowly towards the tree, looking Bartholomew dead in the eye. FelineOddity Eve smiled. "What a nice story. I wish mine was that heartwarming," she said, a wistful sigh escaping her lips. "I suppose that means mine is a few days older than yours. I wonder how old they really are, though, since we didn't get them as soon as they were formed. Hm.. I wonder if they were laid by a mother like geese, or.. formed in a different way. Interesting."
Bartholomew slowly stopped as he approached Corsel, getting rid of his creepy grin. "You're just lucky I'm only interested in mice and bamboo leaves," he replied, licking his lips. He stepped closer, turned, and tagged him with his tail. "Tag," he mumbled, and jumped up into the tree. Atriz "What, you think a tree is going to stop me? I may be new to Earth, but I know how to climb a friggin' tree." Corsel lunged towards the tree, scampering up the tree. Upon reaching the first limb, he glared the the Panda...thing.
"Oh you are dead now." He fumbled his away across the branch...
...and slipped. He fell down from the tree, screaming in pain as he landed on his back.
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"Ahhhh!"
Atriz heard the sound, and jumped back into reality. He ran towards the tree, and found Corsel curled up on his back, wincing in pain.
"W..what happened!" Atriz exlaimed in complete shock. "Did you do something stupid?"
"I slipped, is all." FelineOddity Mew's eyes egged Corsel on, wanting him to follow, however, the falling-down-ness was unexpected and he stared down as he fell, in mild concern.
Eve followed Atriz over, and glared up into the tree. "Mew! Did you do this?!" she shouted, and Mew's bright green eyes appeared as he balanced above them.
"Moi? I'd never." Eve looked down at the green creature and sighed. Atriz "I'm sorry Eve, but it seems that Corsel hurt his back a bit. He needs to go home and rest for a while." Atriz waved goodbye, and picked up the injured Fweegu. "Lovely meeting you both. I'm sure I'll see you around sometime."
Atriz walked off, balancing the egg and the Fweegu with his arms. FelineOddity Eve frowned and nodded understandingly. "Hope it's not too serious, I'm sure we'll see each other again soon too. Bye Atriz, bye Corsel!" she called, and looked back down at Bartholomew who had silently come up beside her.
Mew gave Corsel one last "we shall meet again" kind of look and crawled up Feline's side, a cloud of smoke appearing as he turned back into a hat and took a nap atop her head.
"You're more trouble than you're worth sometimes, Mew!" she said, exasperated. She picked her egg back up which she had left on the ground while examining Corsel and headed the other way, back home.
I just got back from taking Corsel and Sreas out for a stroll. We walked over to the Mysteria HQ, and met Eve. She had an egg and knew just about as much as me. I'm thinking these Mysteria are quite mysterious after all.
Poor Corsel. He tells me Bartholomew, Eve's pet, pushed him off the tree when they were playing tag. But I know Corsel. He was probably doing something stupid like trying to actually climb the tree. What can you do.
I've put him on the couch for now, and he's just curled up with Sreas. Personal note: I have to go get him some more ice from the store a little later.
I'm a little worried about Aris - she hasn't come out of his room much all day. I checked on her, and she tells me she's fine, but I know it's not true. I'll have a little talk with her tommorow. Maybe she just needs a day to let off some steam.
Corsel is crying again, so I'm going to put this down for now. Maybe I'll get time to update it tommorow.
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2005 5:59 am
Finally... something shorter than Cier... Ahh... it was a beautiful morning today. Spectacular. I got up early and watched the sky fill with oranges, purples and blues as the sun rose. I figured that Cier would be nice and cold after spending all of yesterday in the freezer. So I opened it up and pulled him up. Man, Cier was freezing! I put him down on the table quickly, and he bounced around for a bit.Atriz "Did you have a good rest, Cier? I've got a surprise for you..." I pulled the egg over. Cier "Sure did.....a surprise? I like surprises!" Cier ran towards the red blanket, taking a few seconds to get there because of his little legs. Atriz I pulled the egg out from the blanket. It seemed a little warmer today. "So what do you think? Watch out, it's fairly warm." Cier "That's sweet! He better not be replacing me or something..." Cier looked at me quizzically. Atriz "No way, dufus. I got him from a friend. She took a Fweegu in return." Cier "I was being sarcastic." Cier rolled his eyes.
I'm not sure what to do about Aris. She's still moping about. She hasn't touched the egg once! I'm going to go have a talk with her later today, see if I can't clear some things up. She's been a little uptight lately - she may just need some time to relax. She's been spending an awful lot of time on World of Warcraft, so I can't help but think that has something to do with it. Darnit. Why did I get her that game for Christmas.
Corsel is still asleep, the poor thing. Hopefully he's feeling a little bit better today. I'll let you know.
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2005 4:14 pm
Not the lamp... I talked to Aris. I didn't want to, but I had to. Talking to girls is bloody hard. She's been a little sad lately, but I think she's just suffering some post-egg depression. She said she doesn't feel like doing much, and that she doesn't think she fits into our family. Being the only female, I can't blame her for feeling this way. But she does fit in. I told her this, many times. Just because we aren't the same doesn't mean she doesn't belong here. I hope she can see that. She's been a little bored lately, so I've decided to take everyone to the water park tommorow. It should be good fun.
And then the crashing in the living room. Corsel tried to blame Cier. Like the 6 inch tall guy could push a lamp. But that's alright. It wasn't important, so we cleaned it up and threw it out.
The egg hasn't had any close calls yet. I've kept it secured near me at all times, and evenif I turn my head for a second, Cier, Corsel and Aris seem to have the egg under control. Aris has been petting the egg ever since we had the talk. She's such a sweetie. I hope she feels a little better when we go to the park tommorow.
I was a little worried that Corsel might still be in pain, but he's been doing fine all day. He hasn't run anywhere yet, but he doesn't seem to have a problem walking. Fingers crossed.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 4:38 am
Whoosh! Wooo! Waterpark day! We woke up this morning an nearly the crack of dawn so that we could get ready. The water park is pretty far away, if you couldn't tell. Everyone was so excited, and hopping around.
Corsel was running again... great. He tore through the house every few seconds as a sign of excitement. Aris was flying around inside the house. Normally I don't allow it, but I figured I could make an exception today. Cier didn't think he was going because it might be hot, but I pulled out the cooler and he nearly jumped for joy.
Atriz "No worries. I'll make you your own little waterpark."
Once we were all set up, I got everyone into the car, and we headed towards the park. Aris carried the egg while she sat in the front seat, and she kept stroking it, making sure to take good care of it.
I hope it's not a mistake, bringing the egg to the waterpark.
We're at the waterpark now, as I write this. I figured why not bring it along. Corsel just went down the Tubular Twister again - that looks like fun, so I'm gonna have to try it next. Aris just went into the wave pool, and Cier is in the cooler, sliding down "Arctic Mountain". And the egg? It's sitting right next to me while I write this.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 7:16 pm
I thought YOU were watching it... Let me regain my sanity....
...okay. So I took a trip down the 'ole Tubular Twister, and left Cier and the egg together. You can't see it right now, but I'm smacking my forehead. Leaving an egg with a 6 foot tall kid who is hiding in the cooler right now, was not one of the brightest things I've ever done.
He's 6 friggin' feet tall. That's like the size of a beachball. He can't even lift the egg.
I came back from the waterslide to find Aris flying around frantically, and Corsel sitting there having a spout with Cier. I tried to break up of the fight - I didn't even know what it was about. And then Aris flew down. And told me they had lost the egg.
Long story short - some kid ran past and took the towel, and Cier went running after him, as fast as his little legs could go. The egg which was wrapped up in the towel rolled down the hill and stopped at the bottom. Luckily no one had seen it, but that sure was close. and now I need to find a new blanket for Sreas.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 9:02 pm
You're not serious... Maybe I haven't quite regained my sanity. But the car is stuck in the garage.
I forget to get bagels for the morning, and I really felt like I needed them for the morning. So I opened the garage door. But the car is stuck. There are boxes, garbage bins... and crap everywhere. How did it get like that!? I'm never out there.
So I'm doing the impossible. I'm going to clean out the garage. I'm thinking on starting right to left.... or left to right. Or maybe I'll start by getting whatever I can get. I'm worried about what kind of junk I have in there. I don't remember any unpacked boxes, but yet there they are.
I'm gonna get Aris and Corsel to help out. It should be much easier that way. I just have to think of a way to get them to do it... maybe if I make it a game?
Simon says take that box.
Simon says go through the box and organize it.
Simon says find another box...
I don't think they'll fly for that.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 11:53 am
It's not like its surprising... I got lazy.
Today has just been too slow to clean out the garage. I woke up, got the paper, ate whatever I could find and accidently fell back asleep. By the time I woke up again, it was way too late to clean the garage. I mean... it was 2:00. I can't clean out the garage at 2:00. That's... like near dinner.
I'll do it tommorow. That said, I should probably get a job soon. My cashflow from the last job will be dry soon. Maybe I could be a drycleaner....
Corsel is playing "roll the egg". I'm not sure if it's a great idea, but he's having fun, and I don't see how it could hurt. As long as he is careful.
Just a short entry today, I'm too tired to write.
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