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 Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2009 8:44 pm
[ S a m a e l ' s . I n f o r m a t i o n ]
››› Name: Samael ‹‹‹
››› Guardian: Elaine ‹‹‹
››› Player: Faithom ‹‹‹
››› Stage: Fallen Star ‹‹‹
››› Type: Life ‹‹‹
››› I Wish: for a guardian angel. ‹‹‹
This is the journal for Faithom's Wish, Samael. Only Staff and those with express permission from the Wish Owner may post in this thread.
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 7:57 pm
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|| Table of Contents || _________01. Sodochi's Post _________02. Contents _________03. Updates _________04. Samael _________05. Elaine_________06. Family _________07. Wishes Met _________08. Memories _________09. Quests _________10. Credits
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 8:03 pm
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|| Updates || _________OCT. 11, 2009 // journal set up.
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 8:07 pm
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|| Samael || _________Name: Samael _________Gender: Unknown _________Age: Unborn _________Origin: Unknown_________Appearance: ??? _________Personality: ??? _________Family: ???
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2009 5:44 pm
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|| Elaine ||  _________Name: Elaine Sanders_________Nick name: Ellie _________Gender: Female _________Age: 17 _________Profession: Student_________Origin: Canada_________Appearance:
Ellie's short and a little bit pudgy. She has a very light dusting of freckles that cannot be seen except in the summer when she tans a bit. She has flaxen hair reaching to her shoulder blades that are often bound in two braids. She loves wearing bright-colored hair clips with her school uniform [which is standard issued by her school, a private institute]. She has dark blue-green eyes that tend to crinkle up when she smiles. Outside of school she likes to wear dresses and skirts regardless of the weather, coupled with cute flats and cardigans. _________Personality:
Ellie's kind of a klutz - she's forgetful, clumsy, and sometimes she just seems to have the world's worst luck. She tries very hard to remain calm despite her circumstances and when she can't manage her stress, she tend to end up bawling in the bathroom. Some people say Ellie is somewhat naive, despite the troubles she has gone through in life. The girl herself says she's just determined to remain upbeat and prevent herself from becoming a pessimist.
She adores her dog and her older brother, the only family she has left. She hates school, saying that institutionalized education is not one worthy of her time but to make Christopher happy she still maintains good grades. She has accepted the loss of her parents but still misses having a full family [since Chris is a graduate student he can't spend too much time with her]. She's kind of a romantic at heart and likes to romanticize situations in her head, often exaggerating things beyond belief before she gets jogged out of her day dreams to be dragged down back to earth. _________Quirks
She like to fidget with her hair when she's nervous. Also, she likes to eat things in certain orders arranged by flavor._________Hobbies Photography, Singing, Dog-walking
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2009 5:48 pm
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|| Family || _________Name: Christopher Sanders_________Gender: Male _________Age: 23 _________Origin: Canada_________Appearance: _________Personality: _________Quirks|| Pets|| _________Name: Caesar_________Species: Dalmation/Fox Hound mix_________Gender: Male _________Age: 4
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2009 6:10 pm
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|| Wishes Met || _________Pizzi_________Eppi_________txt _________txt|| Guardians Met || _________Basil_________Piaoette_________txt _________txt
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2009 6:13 pm
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|| Memories || _________txt_________txt _________txt _________txt|| Photos || _________txt_________txt_________txt _________txt
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2009 6:18 pm
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Star to Bottle:
Reserve the first page of your journal and begin to fill it with information
1 Solo Journal Entries
1-2 PRPs or ORPs
[ORP] Concerto for Piccolo and Violin....
|| Incomplete Tasks ||Star to Bottle:
Reserve the first page of your journal and begin to fill it with information
1 Solo Journal Entries
1-2 PRPs or ORPs
Growth Prompt
Bottle to Baby:
3 Solo Journal Entries
1-2 PRPs or 1 ORP
Growth Prompt
Baby to Teen: 6 Solo Journal Entries
5 PRPs
2 ORPs
Growth Prompt
Teen to Fulfilled or Unfulfilled:
10 Solo Journal Entries
8 PRPs
3 ORPs
Growth Prompt
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2009 6:20 pm
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|| Credits || _________Art @ me_________Character Concept @ me _________Shop cert @ F4llen _________Shop Concept and story as indicated by cert
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 9:10 pm
January 7, 2010
______ It snowed yesterday. It's winter, so I suppose that it's only normal. A thin, little veil of white is now covering everything, but soon it will melt away - it's not cold enough here. Not cold, like home. Every year, at this time, I cannot help but to feel a little sad. After all, mum and dad both left this month. I think Chris thought that it would help to move somewhere, but... it still snows. The memory never dies. I'm trying to be happy and live in the present, but when the snow comes, I really just can't help it!
______ I am as fat as ever. Chris doesn't understand what it's like to go to school with a bunch of twigs! I asked him probably for the 10th time today to see if I could transfer to the other school in the district, and was denied, again. He's always been atheletic, so I guess he doesn't really understand. The other girls have been laughing at me - for my pudginess, for my freckles, for my clumsiness, for my lack of parents, for me simply being... well, me. I'm ashamed to say that I missed Miss Watson's class again today, because I was hiding in the bathroom. I just need to find a little courage. At least Miss Watson understands, somewhat... I think. She hasn't called Christopher yet. Thank god. My grades are still good. You know, I really don't understand, why do teachers call even when you are making good grades? It's not like it really matters if you miss class when you already know what's going to be covered...
______ But you know what was weird today? When I was leaving school, I was just thinking about how I really, really wanted someone around to protect me. Not someone like Chris - I mean he's my big bro and all, but he has his own life. I wanted someone to be here just for me... like a guardian angel or something. Like my parents. And then bam, this shiny little thing fell out of the sky. I think it was a star. I mean, yeah I know scientifically speaking it's probably not a star, since stars are dense celestial bodies [the closest of which is still, like, tons of light-years away] but I think it's a star! Like Eppi and Pizzi, the ones I saw at the fantastic concert in Barton Music Hall. When I saw it, I thought my heart would stop... but then I tripped because I had stepped on my shoe lace. I thought the star had weakly twinkled then, as if in laughter at my clumsiness [so mean].
______ But a star! My very own star! I have no idea what these stars are supposed to do, but at least it took my mind off of those awful girls at school. It was so pretty. I haven't shown it to Christopher yet... maybe I should, but I don't think he would really care either way. For a second I thought that the star was kind of like a wish come true, but how is a star supposed to protect me from the bullying? It's not going to be able to make me prettier or more popular.. unless it can exert some sort of force field. Maybe. Kind of like a mirage shield that makes me look like a model, like one of them, those twigs. But I don't really want to look like one of them anyways. I guess we will see what happens.
______ Oh, Caesar came in! He wants to play. I'm keeping the star a secret from him too - but I think he can smell something weird. Better take him out now.
Peace, Ellie______
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