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 Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 5:15 pm
Rank // [ Eccentric ] [25%]
Current Path Progression // Insanity + Fused
Updated - [ 06.03 ]
[10% G]
[41% I]
Classes //
[three] Core classes - English, Nilyx history, physical science
[one] Homeroom - Lineslieth
[no] study hall
[two] electives - art, feed 101
Inventory //
n/a
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 1:57 am
The Diary of a Madman
hey wait a second, I'm a girl!
00 // about me! :F
01 // diary of a madman
02 // my voice clips
03 // where i came from...
04 // what's mine is MINE
05 // about my dads
06 // insanity's kind of cool.
07 // kitty kitty...
08 // you people are weird.
09 // scrapbook
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 2:02 am
Voice Clips
this thing on?
Numbers only signify multi person RP, goes in numerical order.
Alphabetical implies singular person RP, goes in alphabetical order.
02// encounter...page two-three, Hiro
0F// Truths...page two, Clerise realizes and remembers.
0E// Changes...page two, Clerise copes.
0D// PAIN PAIN PAIN...page one, Clerise wakes up.
0C// darkness...page one, Clerise flashbacks and errors.
0B// exploration...page one, Clerise meets RA in its room
0A// encounter redux...page one, musings of Cerceris
01// encounter...page one, Lineslieth
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 2:04 am
Where I Came From
life sort of used to suck.
[05.31] I remember everything.
I killed my parents.
I killed them and flayed them alive because someone in my head told me to and they were so convincing and i skinned them alive and there was blood and muscle and fat and nerves everywhere I felt the break and then i hung them and then i cleaned myself off and went to bed and went screaming and crying in the morning and i went to astra
i want to go home but it's just covered in blood.
[04.30] I remember red.
I was born on November, 23rd, 30XX Prime Nilyx Era (like you funny people's AD I think). My mum was Dankira, and my da Lectres. I was in the middle. There were three of us.
They died and I don't know why. They had a hard time telling who they were. Their skin was gone. I remember lots of blood and red and orange, and that's when I lost my eye. I cried for a long time.
Hey lady, have you seen my puppy? I think he's dead. His name is Baradara. I think.
I came here after I got my tattoos. I didn't want them, but a nice lady convinced me to get them. I think her name sounded like my mom's, Damkina?
Yea.
I'm here now.
I'm sort of boring. Astra made me an altered people. I'm a kitty. He said it fits.
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 2:08 am
What's Mine is MINE
away from the shinies!
Wilted Flower// Astra gave it to me, before he left for the Academy. That was a week before I arrived. I sorta held on.
Clothes and Stuff// Enough for a month or so, pressurized into my bag. Laundry comes by once a month, so it's okay.
Cerceris// Pretty Aanida. My roommate. MINE.
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 2:09 am
About my Dads
i've got two dads?
Astra Lines// Bright, sporadic, sort of creepy. Loves art and loves me, even if he doesn't know me.
Lineslieth Astrath// A Darikieln who's nice. Gave me food. Then threw me into my room...So...not so nice. But that's okay. He's firekissed like me.
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 2:10 am
Insanity is Kinda Cool
minus all the blackouts...
Stage// 25%
To get to 50%, I need to earn Insanity Points. I can't do those until I get out and start doing...insane people stuff.
Maybe I'll sacrifice a goat.
Does the Academy even have goats?
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 2:12 am
Kitty Kitty...
:F I am skerry
Feral Cats//
They are the 'wild' offspring of domestic cats and are the result of abandonment and failure to spay / neuter animals. Feral cat 'colonies' can be found behind shopping areas or businesses, in alleys, parks, abandoned buildings, and rural areas. They are elusive and do not trust humans.
Many people assume their animals will survive when they move away and leave them behind. Contrary to popular belief, domestic animals do not automatically return to their "natural" instincts and cannot fend for themselves! Many "throwaways" die mercilessly outdoors from starvation, disease, abuse- or as food to a predator.
A pair of breeding cats, which can have two or more litters per year, can exponentially produce 420,000 offspring over a seven-year period.
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 2:13 am
You People are Weird
and i mean totally strange!
Astra// weird.
Cerceris// she likes to do quiet things, but i like her anyway because she brings me things and gives me things quietly and i hope she's okay.
Hiro// What a strange beeface boy. I hope he gets smarter. He's sort of dumb but is nice about it. He likes sugar too much.
Lineslieth// big and dragony and likes to eat people.
RA// really kinda scary but neat. All holoishy. [05.02] ******** YOU YOU BROKE ME WHAT K ddferweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 7:25 pm
Scrapbook
hey...it's me.
0% you dunderbrain.
25% what the hell happened to me?
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 7:47 pm
01: encounter
where clerise meets lineslieth. clerise Clerise shifted awkwardly from foot to foot, her shiny black leather boots squeaking slightly. She had been told by Mr. Lines, her new adoptive father, to wait out front until he, or another teacher, came out and got her.
She'd been outside the gates for a good ten minutes already- and there was no one there to greet her yet.
Clerise was not a happy kitty.
She eyed her luggage bag disdainfully, and crossed her arms to guard herself against the cold, biting wind.
She looked up at the Academy's main building, all gray and dismal. Clerise's left eye twitched. Fifteen minutes.
She calmly stomped forward, as all good eight year olds do, and poked the Keypad viciously. She fumbled in her dress for a pocket that held a single sheet of paper, which had her ID code on it.
Simple enough. She was zero-zero-one.
With feline precision, she tapped in the numbers, and felt a jolt crawl down her spine, causing her to yelp.
"Your feed identification number has been verified. Please enter the Anteroom by following the path before you,"chimed a voice apathetic and cold.
Clerise wondered if that was the RA she had been told about, before yanking viciously on her handle to her luggage, and stomping on the obsidian path before her. Lineslieth
Lineslieth wandered down from his office at the top floor of the dorms to the elevator. He luxuriously spread his wings on the large circular platform, and yawned.
He watched the numbers gently fade from five to one, and upon hearing the small ding, he stepped off the platform, clawed toes against the floor echoing loudly.
Lineslieth turned the corner to the main hallway, and ran into a bundle of red and orange and gray. he fell backwards, letting his tail catch his fall and push him gently upwards again. He eyed the bundle on the floor, which was not quite so lucky.
"You okay, little demon?" he mumbled in his own tongue, before remembering. New student.
In his accented English, he repeated the question again.
" 'M not a demon, big ugly," she said (for the girl had looked up, and her fire branded eyes seared into him violently), and pulled herself up, showing the scuff marks her tiny boots had left on the floor.
"And I'm not ugly, child," he said, tone cold but with a feral grin on his face. A Newblooded- first of many to come, hopefully.
"Come, child. I believe I am your escort," he says thoughtfully, though his eyes are closed. He reaches out a hand, clawed and gray and scarred, and does not expect her to take it.
She does. He cracks open a fire eye, and grins at her. "I am your homeroom teacher, as well as your history professor," he continues, and tugs the small child forward towards the elevator. "Lineslieth Astrath."
They step in, and he looks down at her, full blown.
She has eyes like him: orange and yellow and red, full of fire and hate and instability.
"Normally, I'd be taking you to your dorm room, which you will be sharing with an Aanida your age." she pouts, though her tail flicks in excitement, and her left ear flicks up at 'sharing.' "But for now, you will eat with me," he ends, amused.
The elevator dings softly, and he pulls her off the platform, waiting for her to be typical and jump the whole one foot.clerise Clerise looked up at the tall, strange man. Mr. Lines didn't tell her there was a Darikieln here. She docilely followed the draconic figure into the mess hall, marveling at his tail and his horns and his teeth...and his...eyes?
They were like hers. Mr. Lines had called them "kissed by flames." Or maybe that had been her hair. She allowed the dragon to tug her along to a plush red seat, and told her vaguely to overlook the menu with her feed.
She blinked at him.
He didn't turn at look, just closed his eyes, and after only a brief moment, leaned back into his chair and relaxed, tail swishing lazily.
She closed her eyes, and searched in her mind, asking for a menu. One popped up in her mind's eye, listing various treats and menus.
She ordered white tea with ramen noodles, served in the ancient korean style. She hoped it would be enough, and she needed not to worry: moments later a swarm of electronic bees it seemed had come out of the walls precariously balancing a large glass of blood and a platter of half raw meat for Lineslieth, and her own just-right sized bowl of noodles flavoured with kimchii and onions and another just-right sized cup of tea.
She could get used to this. Lineslieth The two, eerily similar and decidedly fond of each other (well, Lineslieth liked the fire child. She was alive, seemed to christen the building with spitfire heat with every breath) ate in a companionable silence.
Lineslieth leaned back, and eyed Clerise.
"Who put your feed in, child?"
She looked up at him, eyes narrowed. "Mr. Lines. He's my new da." she mumbled, enough that Lineslieth had to listen closely.
"Ah," was all he said before he reached over and ruffled her hair. "Then I suppose that makes me your Uncle, little cat."
She looked at him funny.
"But YOU'RE Lineslieth Astrath, and HE'S Astra Lines..."
she paused.
"...oh. Are you him?" She leaned over her chair, a lightly clawed hand tugging at the leather as she poked him in the forehead.
He shied away from her. "He is one, and I am another. I don't always remember what he does, he hardly remembers I exist." he looked outside, fire eyes dimming. He hauled the now yawning girl up.
"To your dorm with you, demon."
Clerise pouts. She walked the corrider to the female dorms with Lineslieth, and waits for him to point out which one is hers. She looks up at him, and for the first time, her hair parts from her right eye.
"...Demon spawned, why don't you have an eye?"
"I lost it. I don't remember how." she half lied.
The dragon man nodded. "You remember. You just don't want to." is all he says cryptically, before tapping her code into her keypad and letting it read his own Feed, and throws her inside. He calls from the otherside, "Your roommate will be here soon, little devil. Have patience, heated one."
Clerise pounded on the door, to no avail. He had locked her in. She threw her luggage bag at a wall, and watched dumbstruck as the wall parted and absorbed it.
Creepy. "Keep away from scary walls," she says resolutely to herself, and goes to curl up on a bed.
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Posted: Tue Apr 18, 2006 6:51 pm
 0A: encounter redux
in which clerise meets cerceris.
Record start. Clerise thought the two words to herself, lying in bed. With one word said in the right connotation, her Feedwould start recording her dictated thoughts. Sort of like a diary, she guessed.
I have a new roommate to share this hugeass place with. Her name's Cerceris and she pas a dark fushia hair colour and six electric blue eyes. She's got a plush rabbit (sorta like that one kid I've seen around with a black kitty only the rabbit is cooler cuz it has a glowing watch) and tea all over her stuff. Not like...spilled tea. Just tea.
Weird.
She came a few days ago actually, and so we've sorta been hanging out, since classes and stuff haven't started yet. Sometimes Lineslieth teaches me cool things to do on you, my Feed, and I've been passing the knowledge on to Cerceris. She's better than me at it.
Sometimes we'll go outside and play, but unless it's a really complicated game she can usually win, though she's really....nice and lets me win sometimes. She has four extra limbs and she's a lot more coordinated than me. I just recently got my alterations donne cuz Astra took me to a shop and let me choose whatever I wanted and I picked these weird cats from old earth that were once tame but went sorta wild. Neat huh?
I wonder why she lets me win though. If I could win all the time I'd beat everyone's butt and then laugh in their face. And kick them. Unless it was Cerceris cuz she'd look sad and then I'd really feel bad because I can't really take puppy dog eyes much less six of them.
So maybe I'd beat everyone but her. Yea. Sounds like a plan.
...
Record stop.
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 6:33 pm
0B: exploration
in which clerise meets RA.
Record start. Clerise thought the two words to herself, starting the recording process...
I decided it was about time I went ahread and like. Explored. The map Lineslieth gave me before he went to get some kid named Akira that sorta pointed out where stuff was and all. Everything was all nicely labeled cept fer one room.
It's uh. Above the Library. Soo...
I made a point to. Y'know. Try and get it.
Sweet Eris that was such a bad idea. Holymolyyou'vegotnoidea.
I like. Tried sneaking in one of the vents and got snatched by this metal vice thing and got this BIG SCARY VOICE asking me why the ******** was I invading RA's room and I was all WHAT. I am totally not in a ROOM. RA's like, everywhere! The Academy is its room ohmyerislemmegomeanie!
The metal thing like. Dragggged me into the room and stuff and then like the room was all DARK and I was sorta freaking out and thinking I was gonna die cuz RA is scary I've heard.
And so I was confronted by thsi like. NINE FOOT DEMON THINGY! It looked sorta like Lineslieth only a lot uglier. It had a stitched eye, a blank black eye, this dead and sorta almost mottled grey black skin, with a gnarleded left arm that was all black and only had four fingers and then like it opened its mouth and had this lashing tongue!! I scrambled back like, hissing and spitting like crazy when I ran into a wall and sorta fell over sideways and jammed my left arm on somethin. Dunno what. Made me bleeeed all over.
RA sorta stopped being scary then and didn't eat me, instead it shrunk to being like...Two feet tall and came over real fast and reached inside my brain and turned somethin on in my feed.
It feels weird. I wonder what it is.
...
Record stop.
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 9:36 pm
0C: darkness
in which clerise meets fate.
Record start. Clerise's hazy thoughts, pieceed together the words just barely...
Today I fell asleep in the med ward. I'm still there. It's cold and I can't control anything but my mind, and even that sliser93rsdfksdf
slips sometimes.
I don't know what's wriskdfsdf wrong.
I wish i could dfhslkdfhsdgh;e
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figure out what was going on.
I'm scared, daddydkfjfdgf. Can't you make it gosierfslkfnwauuee away?
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Daddy? WHy aren't you ANSWerRung anyMore?1
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Why are you bleeEdinGsdfsfsdfds
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everyone?
All I see is red.
Then there's nothing.
...
Record stop.
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Posted: Tue May 02, 2006 5:34 pm
0D: PAIN PAIN PAIN
in which clerise meets herself.
Record start. Clerise's hazy thoughts, pieced together thoughts into shattered words...
They put me in a tank. I don't know where but I know adkfddf
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why. They had to changemeageme so that I would gro
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grow properly.
Time compression, rapid hormonal whatever. I dont know. I dontknowknowknowknow.
I'm different now.
I burn everywhere.
I see red and I realise it's no longer dreamfire but realblood as i thrash out, covered in cables and wires and tubes as my feed repairs my mind and supplies me with info on how to live now that I'm so
.
...
Record stop.
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