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 Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 8:33 pm
Name: Maria Jones
Stage: Rumored Prophet
God: Izanami
Likes: ???
Dislikes: ???
Personality: ???
Player: Akuma-Neko
This Journal is the property of Akuma-Neko and no one else should post in it without her permission. Her cert is here.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 3:27 pm
This journey could get a little messy, so please use this to help you on your way. Table of Contents
1. Anubis Intro
2. Table of Contents
3. Izanami in a Sushi Roll
4. The Godling
5. Powers
6. A Little History
7. My Screwed Up Family
8. Other Players
9. Photos
10. Status and Level
11. Reserved 10/14
12. Reserved 11/14
13. Reserved 12/14
14. Reserved 13/14
15. Reserved 14/14
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 3:43 pm
The story of the bossy woman in my head. Izanami in a Sushi Roll
-_-Name: Izanami (she who invites)
~*~ Powers over the dead, living, darkness [demons included] and earth
-_-Religion: Shinto
-_-Culture: Japanese
-_-Personality: Dominant, Straight Forward, Trustworthy
-_-Her History (Before she took residents inside my head and became my second mind): Before there was stable land there was chaos- substance without form, action without order. Due to this disorder the original deities or celestial beings, were born into the High Plain of Heaven and were born in pairs, meaning siblings. These pairs were man and woman and would eventually become soul mates. Well, one of these pairs were the gods Izanagi (male who invites) and Izanami (female who invites), and would be the first to have children.
One day the other celestial beings commanded Izanagi and Izanami to create. So the pair went to the Floating Bridge of Heaven and with a jeweled spear the other celestial being gave them, they began to churn the chaos beneath them. When they had churned the chaos they pulled the spear from the chaos and watched as a few drops fell back into the brine. The drops that fell formed the island of Onogoro.
Now, that there was land to live on Izanagi and Izanami descended to the island where the built a palace and a ceremonial pillar, and then devised a wedding ritual. The ritual would consist of them coming from around the pillar from opposite sides, recite a marriage vow, and join to produce children. They carried through the ritual, and when the time came to recite the marriage vows Izanami spoke first. The children produced from this initial union were the islands of Japan and the territorial spirits who governed them. Also born was Hiruko, the Leech-Child, a god that was deformed and rejected. The Celestials decided that because the woman Izanami spoke first at the wedding ritual their union was corrupted. The two performed the marriage again, this time having Izanagi speak first.
The second union produced more gods and goddesses. In giving birth to Kagutsuchi, the fire god, Izanami was severely burned. Through her death more gods and goddesses were produced, and she was sent to Yomi, the underworld. Izanagi, distressed by the loss of his mate, travels down to the underworld in search of her. He finds a castle she had built for herself, and though he does not lay eyes upon her he finds her and convinces her to return with him to the home they had created. She pleads with him not to look at her until they are home, but Izanagi cannot resist and sees what Izanami has become - a rotting corpse. She had eaten the food of the underworld, and had thus become a part of it. Izanami is humiliated at having been seen in her hideous state, and sends a legion of lighting demons after Izanagi. When he is able to foil their pursuit by dropping food to distract them Izanami decides to engage him personally. Izanagi is able to escape and rolls a boulder over the entrance to Yomi, sealing the entrance permanently. The couple, from either side of the rock, declare themselves divorced.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 3:46 pm
It's a new beginning for death.
The Godling
Konichiwa. The name is Merya Jonzu {Maria Jones} or MJ for short. My birthday is October 31, I’m supposed to be like twelve, but whatever the hell my wonderful God did turned me to look like I am 16 years old. A while ago I was suffering from a horrible cough, which was taken care of by Izanami who so gracefully helped take care of it. I'm about 5 feet 7 inches, and roughly 110 pounds during good weeks. That's because I usually don't eat.
I had like reading, but sense leaving home I don't have a good access to any literature. I still write though and sometime sing when I am alone. The dancing I used to do has turned into more of a fighting syle because of Izanami training. I'm pretty graceful and quick thanks to the fact that for when I lived in Uppers. Damn black suits. Yeah, that was the picture in Uppers. Also, I do not like rich people. Yeah, contradicting is not it, but it's the truth. Most of then are snobbish and could careless about others. Another thing I don't like are really bright places, the darkness is way better. Especially at night during a full or new moon.
On the other hand, my personality often reflects depending on my mood and situation. Example if your a rich snob you will usually get the cold shoulder and never learn anything about me. And maybe a bloody nose or broken bone. People in Middling though get everything when it comes to my personality a little bossy, with a side of lack in common sense, but with politeness and humor. When I want to be alone though it usually a bit more laid back. If I snap at you and you aren't from Uppers I am so sorry. It doesn't help having a god who does random stuff to your body, so that she can get an advantage or something.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 3:48 pm
What does this do?
Powers
Okay, damn that woman she can make stuff so complicated at times. She makes the simplest of my powers seem like freakin’ torture – a – thon. Anyway, she has helped me master for the most part my ability to sense people in utter and complete darkness. This same ability comes in handy due to the fact that I can use it to sense others around me and identify them using their soul.
On a newer note though she has evolved my abilities to something a bit more. One thing she has taught me how to use charms, which are held within paper, and by reciting the right phrase or using the right amount of concentration power certain things can happen. Right now the charms can only allow me to control small areas of earth and air space so that I can create light where there is darkness or darkness where there is light. But, these only work at the moment if I have the paper.
And the way she taught me how to meddle with earth was the coolest though. She made this blade appear, and she had me conjure up enough earth to give it a handle. I keep it on me at all times, but it's not noticeable. It sits upon my wrist in the shape of a pink beaded bracelet, when needed I just remove the bracelet, set it upon the ground, and speak a few words. Thank Izanami for such a useful tip. [She finally did something to help me out, because I just hated carrying around a staff all the time. The attention would kill me.]
My favorite power is still being able to detect those around me using their spirits as pin points. The only thing is that I wish I could do more, but Izanami says I should be able to have a bite more fun with that once I gain a bit more control over my other powers, and develop this one to a point where I can use it freely without hindering myself.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 3:49 pm
History happens in the past, no since of bringing it up right. Wrong, becasue my psychatrist said it is all your fault to begin with. So start talking about what you've done to me.
History Well, up to about the age of six I was a good kid for the most part. I obeyed my mother, I never fought her when she tried to give me that icky medicine to help subdue my cough, I never yelled at her, and I never once asked her to buy me anything if I saw something I really wanted. If she offered, I would make suggestions.
My father was the same way I loved him and trusted him, and everything else like a good kid. However, when I started talking to myself the previous year it began to worry him. He did not know what to make of me I would sit outside or the living room or somewhere and carry on full conversation with the voice in my head. My mother would blow it off as my first imaginary friend, but my dad knew it was something more. Therefore, he asked me who I was talking too and I would reply the voices in my head like a good kid.
After that day, I tried to stop talking to the voice because he had told me it was not normal and it was worrying him, but every now and then something would slip and he would ask me what. Therefore, I began to lock myself in my room when the voice starting talking I could respond and each and every time he knew why I was going up there and it just made him worry more and more, and eventually he snapped.
One night he started yelling at my mother and my mother was yelling at him. When the yelling didn’t cease like usually I went to go see what the problem was and as soon as I entered he pointed at me and started stuttering. It started with weird, un normal, and then slowly started to thing and then he ended with, with MONSTER. With those words I broke down the tears welling up in my eyes I fled the house and ran toward the docks, where I sat and cried my eyes out until I saw my mom approaching me.
I prepared to get up and run again, but she seemed just as hurt as I was. So I ran back toward her were I began sobbing again, picking me up she went back to the house where I had saw that my father was there.
As the weeks followed my mother divorced him and we began to live together just the two of us. I would go to school by myself and return home by myself because my mom was always at work early in the morning and late in the evenings, it was no longer leave with daddy and come home with daddy it was come home and leave my herself. When she would get home in the evenings though we would sit and talk as we ate our evening meals, but that changed one evening when she came home and told me to get dress because we were going somewhere.
That night she brought me to the house of Mr. Edward Jones where he lived by himself with just his daughter. He welcomed, both me and my mother to his estate in Uppers or dinner that night. His daughter was a few years older then me, but we seemed to get along for the most part. As we were leaving he had invited us to come over again the following weekend for dinner. Thus started out weekend dinners with the Jones.
A few years later when I was roughly nine my mom married again, and this time I thought it was going to be better. I was wrong. It was worse, he father never laid a hand on me because he loved my mother, this man who wanted me to call him father now would actually hit me if I talked to myself. For a while I stopped talking to the voice because it kept me from getting hit, eventually the pain would never even present itself when I was hit and I resumed talking with the voice.
When I started locking myself in my room again my mom gave me a cat to keep me company, and I loved him because he never asked me who I or what I was. But, that bit of happiness began to dwindle when the talking became worse and the private school kids started picking on me because of my paler skin. The worse part was when I walked home, and every so often someone would follow me home. I soon found out what that was all about when I met a young lady that ran a flower shop not to farm from my old home.
Eventually I got feed up and just left my second home, and thus that is my story to this point.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 3:54 pm
Love. It still confuses me.
My Screwed up Family Mom
Name: Yuki M. Jones
Age: 38
Personality: Friendly, Protective, The normal mother
A Bit of Rambling about them: Don't really have mother daughter bonding, even when we lived in Middling. She was always at work trying to pay for food, rent, a kid. But I love her because she loved me for the most part, but I still thinks she blames me for what happened between her and my father. But, from what I have gathered from a few letters and photos is that when my mom came here she fell in love with Matt. It was one of those business love deals, mom was the employee and Matt was boss. And we all know how those go, and ta-da that was moms happy relationship life. Until I started to do freaky things like talk to myself, and lock myself into my room.
Dad
Name: Matthew Mores
Age: 42
Personality: Caring, Just as Protective as my mother, kind... this changed though when I started doing the weird things
A Bit of Rambling about them: Well, he was the boss of some quaint little business in Middling. After divorcing my mother he packed off and left. From the little bit he told me before he left I found out that he and my mother had named me after his mother who had passed away and that he saw a bit of his moms adventuring self in me. Yeah Right. Well, when he left he totally pissed me off by making her cry. Well, he didn't tell me a whole lot about himself so I only know what had been dropped in some of our family conversations.
Step-Dad
Name: Edward Jones
Age: 41
Personality: Jackass…
A Bit of Rambling about them: I try to avoid him at all cost. He always acts liked he cared for me when my mother was around, and it made me totally sick because she would actually believe it. I never told her about how he used to hit me when I would accidentally talk Inazami while he was around. He hoped that punishment would help prevent future incidences, but the only thing it did was made me start locking myself up in my room and avoiding everyone. The worse one was when he had hit me in the face and when mom came home she asked what happened and I told her it was a kid at school, I pretty much gave up my life to him for the sake of my mother.
Step-Sister
Name: Rena Jones
Age: 17
Personality: Caring, likable, distant, trustworthy
Biography: For being a step-sister I know about as much about her as I do about every other rich snob. She a bit more caring then my step-father, but not much. At least she accepted me and helps me out when she still can.
Kitty
Name: Reki
Age: 2
Personality: Quiet, obedient, helping
Biography: I found him in a box on the side of the street when my mom and me were wandering through Middling one day. Ever since him and I have been pretty much together because he doesn’t yell at me and he stay in my room all the time, and that is where I stay most of the time I’m home.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 3:57 pm
YAY! I am so happy there are others. I think. Other Players
~*~Ciro: He is still a mystery to me, but he seemed pretty bad a**, during the time we tried to save his father.
~*~Crow: She's seems to have an issue with me and probably must of the other female race. But, she would be totally awesome to befriend if possible.
~*~Fish: He seems really skittish, but I don't blame him. Would like to actually have a chance to hang out with him. Poseidon’s Godlings. I hoped I spelled that right. His talisman is a ring of some sort.
~*~Len: He's quiet, and the scary kind of quiet.
~*~Persy: Don't know her to well, but she seems mysterious. She got me into this game I hope I can win it.
~*~Writ: He is fun to be around, really curious, and energetic. Yet I still don't know who his god is. His talisman is an arrowhead.
~*~Justin: Kind of bossy and annoying, doesn't seem to like Seth.
~*~Seth: Does he ever get enough sleep?
~*~Kayla: Another female I hope, but a pretty name none the less.
~*~Vlad: Poor little fellow. Reminds me of a lost puppy, and a Writ with a tail.
~*~Vale: Is he related Vlad? Really, it sounds like a set of twins.
~*~Sarah: What a pretty normal name. I wonder how normal she actually is, but still the same I hope to meet her too.
~*~Koa: Seriously… No offense, but WTF what kind of name is that. I can’t even imagine what this godling will be like.
~*~ Diogenes: O-o A Greek philosopher… Wow the intellect of the game as just gone up.
~*~Shiri: As I say that name I twitch, and see hearts all over the place.
~*~Keeya: Who? African name I believe.
~*~Padma: What a pretty name? I bet her name is as pretty as she is, maybe she is even of Indian decent?
~*~Koa: I have no clue what to even say about this character, except what gender are you to begin with.
~*~Zyanya:She sounds like a priestess of some sort. I wonder if she could get rid of that ghost that is dwelling in my living quarters?
~*~Rafael:He seems like an okay person, but someone who I couldn't hang out with for a prolonged day.
~*~Quinn: He sounds like he's gay or at least a very feminine male. Either way he sounds really fun to hang with.
~*~Keahi:...It sounds Hawaiian, but I have no idea if it is male or female.
~*~Svana: She sounds like she is highly intelligent and carry on a decent conversation.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 4:00 pm
HAHA. There is no black mail. Photos
Well, there has been one piece of black mail ... I mean art spotted of Maria, from the wonderful Nauti.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 4:02 pm
What are these *pokes at them* OMG they bite they have to be numbers. STATUS and LEVEL
*~*I'm still kind of lost with the whole Points deal, but Izanami knows, and after much thinking I finally figure it out no thanks to the voices inside my head. Oh, how sometimes I wish I can strangle the voice, but that seems unlikely.
*~*From other players though I keep hearing about FAME {?} What is it I don't know yet.
$*~* Points ???.??/???
$*~* Fights Wons: 1 out of 1
Overview Score
Roleplay 1
Roleplay 2
Solo RP 1
Roleplay 3
Solo RP 2
Roleplay 4
Solo RP 3
Roleplay 5
Roleplay 6
Solo RP 4-
Solo RP 5-
ALLIANCES
... O-o None ATM
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 4:03 pm
RESERVED Kitten's Steak: A Story of the Less Fortunate Bugs in the World10/14
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 4:04 pm
RESERVED Hmm. What am I going to do for dinner. *Starts to rummages through the cabinets.*11/14
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 4:06 pm
RESERVED *Moves a can of veggies.* Oh my goodness! Is that a cockroach?! *Takes a second glance. 12/14
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 4:07 pm
RESERVED Well, I know something that should take care of it. "Here Kitty, Kitty."13/14
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 4:09 pm
RESERVED Eat! *Points to Roach* Meow *Crunch* Good Kitty, that takes care of that.14/14
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