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 Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 1:14 pm
{: Morpheus Seldasangre :}
Type: Demon boy
Special powers: to be discovered
Owner: Tristam Lockhart SupriseSuprise(certed)
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 3:02 pm
Table of contents
Post1: Post by Raspberry-Tea
Post2: Table of contents.<--------you ish here.
Post3: About Morpheus Seldasangre
Post4: About Tristam Lockhart
Post5: Gallery(photo album)
Post6: Family/Friends/Foes
Post7: Items and such.
Post8 & 9: reserved
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 3:11 pm
.:~ About Morpheus Seldasangre~:.
Name: Morpheus Seldasangre
Type:Demon
Stage:The Child
Gender:Male
Likes:Annoying Lockhart, collecting shiny objects, eating beef jerky.
Dislikes:Not being allowed to do something
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 3:29 pm
.:~ About Tristam Lockhart~:.
Name: Tristam Lockhart
Age18
Day of Birth: March Fourth of 1989
Gender:Male
Likes:Drawing, writing, RPG Games, reading, being silly, cheering up people and a bunch of other things
Dislikes:Stupid people.
Personality:Complicated contradicting kind of sensitive cold-hearted type of male humanoid.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 3:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 3:38 pm
.:~Family~:.
Tristam Lockhart
Caretaker-Owner-Fatherly Figure
.:~Friends~:.
The Lady Ravagon
Fellow Second You Owner .:~Foes~:.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 3:39 pm
.:~Morpheus' Items and Such~:.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 3:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 3:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 4:33 pm
Leaning back on his seat, his eyes shaded by the long locks of hair. Behind the shadows, the eyes glimmer like starry nights as they settle on the vase. Fingers picked up a feather pen and started to write on the pages of a large black leather bound book.
Monday, July 16, 2007
I have come into the possession of a vase. Its rather plain with hues of black, brown and silver. I do not know what to do with it.
It seems Rava has a vase as well that came to her in the same manner as mine, only earlier.
She seems as clueless as I am, which doesn't surprise me one bit.
The plans for starting the school of magic are still going, tho. I need to look over previous entry to see what possess me to agree to do this. Hopefully I don't make a fool of myself, but then again, I am teaching along Madame Rava....
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 4:59 pm
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Today was a bit like every other day.
Madame Ravagon and I fought, of course. I practice my piano and my violin, and then listen to jazz.
As for the vase previous mention, I have come to the habit of keeping an eye on it every time I come into my studio. I guess it would take some times for me to get used to it.
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2007 1:17 am
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Well, I have a student. Suzura(I hope, I am not butchering her name up) and she's mute, but she seems determine, I like that.
To my surprise, once I arrive home, I found the vase had started to spit out little black dots.....I am afraid there is no other way to describe it and I am clueless. Madame Ravangon's seem to be having a similar reaction.
I also find out she's been reading to her vase Anne Rice....I read Neil Gaiman outloud, but...she was actually reading to it.
I am going to need liquor soon...
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 4:09 pm
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Dot Dot Dot Dot Dot Dot Dot
Everytime I come into the house, I have to clean up, just so I don't finish with the whole floor scatter with black dots.
Today, I can't find my broom, thefore there is a growing pile of dots by and on my nightstand(As I have move the vase to my bedroom to keep an eye on it)
There is also a newly half empty bottle of rum on my nightstand...
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 1:28 pm
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Coming into the house, I couldn't help but notice that the vase had stop spewing little dots all over.
And to add to this surprise, there was this little boy walking around. Well, running and hovering to be exact. When I finally caught him and manage to keep him still by giving him a piece of beef jerky. I asked him what his name was. He said Morpheus Seldasangre.
A bit of a mouthful for a creature that fits inside a vase, no?
I'll call him Morphy for now.
He seems to like jerky, it keeps him just hovering slowly or walking around instead of his hectic movement.
His eyes are strange...I can't tell where he's looking at...
I have been looking through my books, trying to figure out what he is. He fits the description of a demon, so I tried to pin point which type he might be. ....So far...I got nothing.......
hmmm...Maybe he's an incubis? He does have a rather mischievous smile
I couldn't help but notice that his horns are broken, I wonder how the hell he manage that one..
Well, anyways, I'll be going now.
P.S.: I think Madame Ravagon stole my broom...
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 12:54 pm
Friday, December 28, 2007
Woah, I haven't wrote anything in this journal for a while...
Let's see...most recent news...
Morpheus is about the size of a child now and getting in more and more trouble. I guess in a way he's the reason I have stop writing since I try to keep up with him.
He seemed rather curious about the whole Christmas thing but didn't ask about it. Now he's curiosity has turned all the way to new years.
I think he thinks he's going to get drink some champagne....
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