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 Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2005 4:35 am
 Only princesspwrm or Jynk should be posting here unless you have permission. 38 EXTENDED INVENTORY:-nothing-
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 1:19 am
Post 1: Jynk's Post
Post 2: Intro & Contents
Post 3: Necia's Post
Post 4: Pictures
Post 5: Events
Post 6: Family
Post 7: Buddies
Post 8: Gifts
Post 9: Princess' Post
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 1:21 am
-Seems to be quite active, jabbers to herself alot, and is very playful.
-As far as I can tell, she is a bit noisy and very rowdy in lighthearted
situations. She tends to take a more active, assertive role in playing
or exploring. But she also seems to be a bit behind on language....is that
a stage or is it stubborness?
-After a bit of growing, she is still very lively. She loves to play with Coran
and asks about him frequently. She is also displaying an interest in reading
which I think is great!
-She has had trouble sleeping lately, I was very concerned for a while. It
must have been a stage however, she seems to have outgrown it. She
has started to show signs of some quiet behavior, when she is alone, or
while we are reading. I guess being outgoing isn't an all-the-time thing.
-She has been quite moody lately, I'm starting to wonder if it has to do with
a certain someone? Although I can't be sure.
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 1:30 am
Here's what Necia looked like as an egg:
Necia as a hatchling!!!
Necia has become a piggle! *dies*
My little one is growing up....Necia as a child...
Youth doesn't last that long...
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 1:49 am
December 4th
We haven't been to the coffee shop in quite a while. Necia has been a bit moody.
She mopes around the house, complains, and is very irritable. I wonder what
could be wrong? Maybe putting up some Xmas decorations will help cheer her up.
October 20th
I'm so excited about Halloween! So far, Necia has been on good behavior so
I've allowed her to start keeping her own journal entries, though I will still update
her every once in a while. She's growing so fast.....it's almost frightening.
May 9th
A near death experience! Coran and Necia were visiting while Braska and
I were talking and she wandered a bit too close to the road.....I''m so glag
that Braska pulled her out of the street in time. I don't think I'll sleep tonight,
I feel so, so terrible....
May 5th
I was so proud of Necia! She has grown into such a good child. Though she
still possesses a bit of orneryness....
April 17th
After much growing, and alot of longing, Necia finally gained the
begginings of her legs.
March 28th
Necia hatched! surprised I guess I should've expected it, knowing that there
was a beat inside the egg. I was so shocked! She seems pretty happy
so far, but not quite what I expected...
March 23rd
I came across a small coffee shop named simply "The Beat Generation."
I was curious as to what this new shop held, so I entered and found two uniquely
colored eggs setting on the counter. I started to ask someone what they were for,
and was told that if I wanted one I would have to answer this prompt:
Two of your friends have invited you to two different concerts. One
concert is at a stadium for a big well-known rock band. The other concert
is at a small club for a not-so-well-known folk band. You can only go to
one concert, since they're on the same night. Which concert do you decide
to go to? Why? How do you inform the other friend you can't go to with them?
Here is what I wrote:Handed to them on a small piece of paper Name: Necia
Egg: Bukowski
Muse: passion
Prompt: Rae laid the phone down gently. She felt a terrible numbness rise up in her,
like she had woken from a forgotten dream. She stood and walked over to her
mirror, glancing at the sad visage that stared back at her. I'm a terrible friend,
she said guiltily to herself. I don't deserve to go anywhere. She plopped down
into her white, puffy chair and laid her head in her hands sulkily. Remembering
her recent conversation with her closest girlfriend, she frowned again, feeling
a new wave of guilt come over her.
"Chan!" She remembered calling out breathlessly as she had just
answered the phone. "Chan, you're not gonna beleive this!" She
squealed with delight, waiting for her friend's curiosity to get the better of her.
"What?! What?! Oh boy, this sounds good." Chan's voice rung through the
other side of the phone. She could picture her, standing in front of the sink
doing the dishes, as she usually did right after she got home from school.
Dropping the dishes, she would run into her room and lock the
door, waiting for her to share her latest exciting news.
Rae paused for a moment, trying to build effect. This was so important to
her, but would Chan feel the same? Maybe she shouldn't have called her.
She started to feel bad.
"Oh my god, you're speechless. What the hell happened?" Her excitement
turned to concern.
"Well it's just, well Tom called." She said hurriedly, blushing a bit.
Chan groaned. "Oh, Rae! Not again!" She could hear her friend's breath
go out a bit, probably meaning she had just flopped down on her bed dramatically.
"I know, just listen, ok? It was weird we hadn't talked in a week, and all
of the sudden he calls me, and I knew something was up, because he
never calls me first. We talked forever just about junk, I felt like I had
my best friend back!"
Chan interrupted. "Rae, I know how you feel about him, but you've got
to stop jumping to conclusions. Even if he does feel the same way are
you sure you want to go there? I mean, he's your best friend for
God's sake. How do you think he'll react to you telling him something like
that?"
"I'm sorry, I just can't help it." She said quietly.
"I'm not trying to discourage you..."
"I know."
"...."
"...Well anyway, he invited me to go with Cory and him to the club. One
of our favorite bands is playing, and there won't be many people there.
I can't miss it, I told him I'd already go. It's...tonight." She paused,
wincing, knowing what her friend would say, but hoping that she wouldn't.
There was a couple minutes of complete silence. Then Chan spoke again,
this time apparently trying to hide her emotion.
"But Rae...that's-that's tonight...! But we were going to pick you up at 7,
you said you'd go to Aerosmith with us! ...You are still going, aren't you?"
Rae balked. She was trapped. Chan had done exactly what she knew she
would. She always put her on the spot like that, forcing her to choose one
friend over the other. Rae had already chosen, but that was beside the
point. Chan knew how she felt about Tom. Tom and Rae had been
childhood friends since they were very, very young. They had played
together, grown up together, shared the same interest in folk and jazz
music, in art, and in books. They were almost parallel in that respect,
besides Tom was quiet, shy, and neutral; and Rae was talkative,
personable, and strong-willed. Only recently had other feelings developed,
but neither would admit it.
She sighed, trying to stall as much time as possible, though this time,
she really didn't have anything to say. She had hoped Chan would give
her just one more opportunity; Tom and Rae never spent much time
together anymore and Rae was afraid she would loose her best friend.
She knew she had already told Chan she would go with her and Liz weeks
ago, and that Chan's mom had already bought the tickets and arranged rides,
but....she had to stand her ground. Tom was important, and Rae would much
rather go see her favorite band, rather than Chan's.
"I-I....want to go with you Chan. But please, understand...." her voice trailed.
"Well," Chan said stiffly. "If you want to go with them, then go with them. They're
your best friends anyway." She said sarcastically. "It's not like Liz
and I mean anything to you."
Rae felt a sudden pang of guilt. "No, Chan! It's not like that...!"
"Whatever. I'll talk to you at school tomorrow. Gotta go. Bye."
"...but..." Then all she heard was a dial tone. Chan had hung up on her again.
She sighed, feeling guilty and torn. She knew Chan would get over it eventually,
after a week of avoidance and dirty looks, but still felt terrible for letting down
her friend. She had treated her badly, and stepped on her feelings, like they
had been a doormat. Though she felt bad, she knew that nothing would stop
her from doing what she wanted, for Rae was a person who followed her emotions,
and right now they were telling her that she wanted to go with Tom and Cory.
She sighed, looking at the clock. 4 O'Clock. Only 3 and a half more hours till
Tom comes to get me.
She hoped that the time would pass quickly.
won the purple and green colored one.
I named it Necia.
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 2:02 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 2:41 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 2:46 am
I bought this for her last night! whee
Her birth month is purple, birthstone is
amethyst which IS purple.
What a good coincidence.
A teddy that she wanted when
we were shopping. heart
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Posted: Fri Mar 25, 2005 2:48 am
 Name: princesspwrm or "Princess"
Age: 21
Gender: female
Fetish: shoes, new pets, glass, pink, art
Hates: mean or arrogant people, being ignored by her friends
Loves: my beat heart my friends; Lord Braska, littleweirdout, Roni-Jean, bubblie bubbles,
lele sparrow, Liik, Kiodie Raventree, all of my pets, anyone who says my art is good wink , and anyone who draws me for free or...cheap.
<----art by TheFerret
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 12:26 am
~*Journal Entry*~
I visited The Beat cafe a few night ago, and we (Necia an I) met a few
other owners. Lord Braska and his strangely entertaining Coran, and
Relean with her Ginsberg egg. Coran is still just a hatchling, but seems
to show much personality....I wonder if Necia will hatch soon?
And will she be just as personable as Coran?
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2005 3:10 am
~*Journal Entry*~
Ever since Necia hatched, I've done nothing but chase after her! I never
knew taking care of a beat would be so difficult! (Or is it just her...?)
We visited the cafe again last night, and were pleasantly surprised
to find Braska and Coran. Necia spent most of the night, jabbering and
playing with Coran, while Braska and I watched them.
I hope she starts to talk soon, Coran is already saying quite a few words...
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2005 11:41 pm
~*Journal Entry*~
We had the pleasure of meeting Kaliksa, Jynk's sister, and her egg Gromit, at the cafe yesterday.
Necia of course, went off to explore for a while, but came back after she got lonely and tired.
It feels so nice to be needed.
I started to think today as well about how fast she has grown. I'm starting
to miss the small egg, and am dreading her growing again. I know it
sounds strange, but I can't help but want her to stay this way forever...with me...
I'll write more on this later...
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 11:23 am
~*Journal Entry*~
It's been almost two weeks since Necia hatched and she's grown so much. I was a bit concerned at first when she didn't
speak as well as Coran, but she is finally starting to say things like, "hi"
and "bye." Maybe hanging around Coran has helped her a bit, she seems
to try to mimic him as much as possible.
We met Anna and when she had to leave, Necia seemed sad.....it was
the first time she ever felt it, I think, or the first time she showed it.
We said goodbye to Anna and she cheered up after a while.
Necia's poking at my foot so I need to go....maybe I'll go write something...
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 10:52 pm
~*Journal Entry*~Strange, I've developed such an interest in writing
lately...I don't know if it has anything to do with her, though I'm hoping
it does. Scribbled On a Napkin I love none other than myself Constant nagging thoughts of selfishness deck my boredom Angry; justly at myself for being such a fool Every time I see you, I act cool It goes wrong I cry And beat my head against the rocks Realizing-I can't help it All I think of is you.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 11:15 pm
~*Journal Entry*~
Today I was carying Necia home from the cafe.
We had gone in for a bit for a quiet place, so I could show Necia some
picture books. I was hoping that something would stimulate, or even
interest her, but she was bored with everything we went through. The
child is more interested in Coran and exploring than learning how to
speak or read. Not wanting to push her, we left, and the strangest thing
happened! I didn't notice at first, but she had become a bit heavier
and when I looked down at her in my arms she was covered in smoke! My
first instinct was to yell, call out for help, I didn't know what was going on.
But before I had the chance to yell, the smoke cleared. Curious, I held
her away from my body and looked her over. Necia had grown stubs!
I was so shocked, I didn't know what to say. We must have been a sight;
a girl holding a squirming beat out at arms length in complete shock. I'm
sure we probably got a few weird looks. But I didn't care! After the shock
wore off I was so excited!
"Necia," I said, "now you are a big, like Coran!" She flapped her wings
in annoyance, squirming to get out of my grasp. Finally I put her down,
and she wobbled all over the place for a bit. She looked up at me, with
a proud "I can do it!" face, and my heart melted. I am so glad that I have
her....it makes me want to write again....
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