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 Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 2:52 am
 Only Gabrielle Diamond or Jynk should be posting here unless you have permission. 7 EXTENDED INVENTORY:-nothing-
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 8:59 pm
About Clove and Gabrielle Diamond
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 9:00 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 9:04 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 9:06 pm
Entry 1:
~ It has been awhile since I first recieved Clove. He is a really bold Beat. He doesn't seem to be afraid of anything! I still have a lot more to learn about him. I will write down information as I discover it. ~
Gabrielle put her white lily plant down on the kitchen counter. The sunlight that peered into the small room shone down softly on the needful plant. Gabrielle sighed and ran her fingers through her hair in an effort of temporary comfort. Things sure have gotten wild here since Clove has come to live with me. It is nice, in a way, but... Gabrielle peeked through the doorway and into the living room to see Clove sitting in front of the t.v. set watching a movie. Her gaze dropped to the mess of soil and leaves on the ground. Amongst the dirt was broken pot pieces. ... I just wish he would be more careful. Gabrielle shook her head one last time. She grabbed a plastic bag and went to clean up the mess.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 7:37 pm
Entry 2
Gabrielle walked through the house. "Clove? Clove, where are you?" She put her hands on her hips as she looked around the living room. Strangely enough, the television was turned off and things looked unscathed. Gabrielle saw a bit of gold poking out of a bush outside in the backyard. Clove? She walked over to the glass sliding door and opened it. As she stepped outside and closed the screen door, she realized that the grass had been somewhat torn up and it was very muddy. As she saw a gold feather fly by her face, she directed her face to look back at the bushes. "Um... Clove?"
"Gabrielle?" Clove slowly emerged from the bushes, his back turned to Gabrielle. Gabrielle blinked with confusion. "What were you doing?" Clove looked at if he focusing on something. He wouldn't turn around to look at Gabrielle. "Um, Gabrielle, I think you should leave for a moment." Gabrielle's face saddened and she sighed. "Why, Clove? You aren't angry at me, right? I am sorry I scolded you for knocking over my plant." Clove shook his head, his back still facing her. "No, no. I understand why you were angry. I should of been more careful, but... uh." Gabrielle slowly inched her way to look over Clove's shoulder. What she met face-to-face caused her to stiffen in fear.
On Clove's shoulder was a huge, black spider. Gabrielle shrieked and started to run to the back door of the house. "CLOVE! What are you doing with... with THAT? UGH!" Gabrielle shuddered with fear. "Let it go! Don't bring it into the house!" Clove whirled around to look at her, his face blanketed with a pouty expression. His new 'friend' was resting in the cup of his hands. "Aw! Cmon' Gabrielle! Just this once!" Gabrielle inwardly scowled at the small insect who was seemingly harmless. "No is no!" And that was that.
(( I DID IT! I finally wrote an entry after all these days of just staring at my journal and having writer's block! Wow. The entry is pretty long too. xd ))
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Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2005 1:49 pm
Entry 3
A large clang rang out through the house. Clove had stacked a few pots and pans out on the kitchen floor neatly. He intended to put them back once he was done, but for now on the cold floor tiles they would remain. Clove stuck his head into the lower cup boards to get a better look into the dark area. He took out a small, green flashlight and lit the small space. "Aha! There it is!" Clove pulled a medium-sized pan used for boiling out of the cupboard. He laid it to the side of him and replaced the unused pots and pans back to their original resting place. Once finished he stood up, pot in hand, and promptly placed it on his head. This just might work out!
Clove smiled as he wandered over to his camo-colored backpack and placed his flashlight in it. Hm... I still need the seeds, though. I don't know where Gabrielle keeps those dried up, old things. Clove snapped his fingers at a sudden idea that came to mind. He hurried over to the dining room table and climbed onto a chair. As he reached across the table, Gabrielle appeared in the doorway and looked at him curiously. She watched as he picked up several apples from the fruit bowl and proceeded to climb down from the dining room chair. "What are you doing, Clove?"
Clove ran over to his backpack and threw the abused apples into it without a care. Then he zipped the backpack shut and swung it onto his back. He walked over the the doorway that lead to the front yard of the house. Gabrielle's face scrunched up in confusion as he turned to look at her with a determined expression. "I have decided, Gabrielle. Gabrielle's expression faltered into somewhat of an amused dread. "What have you decided?" Clove clenched his fist and struck it out into the air. Gabrielle suddenly knew all to well what was coming. She put the palm of her hand onto her forehead in frustration.
"I have decided to follow in the footsteps of Johnny Appleseed!"
(( Ok. I am going to have to think of better titles for these entries. sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2005 5:58 am
Entry 4
Feathered looked around the kitchen of her house. The cupboards were bare. The fridge had been raided. The fruit bowl was empty.
And there was a young Beat with a very full stomach reclining on the couch in front of the television set.
Feathered shook her head. That's it. We are going to have to go to the grocery store... Feathered walked up to Clove, a hand resting on her hip. She looked at him silently until he turned his head to look up at her.
"What is it, Feathered?" Clove fidgeted on the couch. Feathered smiled down at him. "How would you like to come to the grocery store with me?" Clove blinked up at her in confusion. "A grocery store? You mean, a shop with food?" Feathered nodded. That signaled the change in Clove's mood. His face broke out into a smile and he hopped off of the couch onto the floor. "Alright! Lets go! A new adventure awaits us!" Clove swung and jolted his arms out into a power pose. Feathered just laughed and shook her head.
"Alright then, Clove. Lets go!" Feathered picked the house keys up from the kitchen table. Clove was already waiting at the door and bouncing on his heels.
(To be continued...)
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