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Name: Aya Teinade
Age: 20
Sex: Female
History: Since she was a child, she had always thought that knowledge was power. So, when her parents died when she and her little sister were at a young age, she willingly entered a holy temple to study different spells. A few years later, an attack at the temple by undead elves took her little sister away from her. This incident lead her to have a deep hatred for elves. Masking her grief with sarcasm and cold indifference.
After her training, she was sent on many missions. Her objective was always the same; leave no demon alive in the vicinity. It was in one of her missions that she had met Ian, a being that she had learned to care for deeply. The relationship ended in a disaster, causing her to leave the temple permanently and enter the ranks of the Shinigami Clan in hopes of no one discovering her.
Sadly, the temple was able to locate her and was trying hard every year to get her to attend their retreat to get them reacquainted with her. The only problem was that Aya knew what events occurred in the retreat and absolutely refused to be a mindless drone of the temple once again.
Occupation: One of the senior members of the Shinigami Clan.
Interests and Personality: Alchemy and potions brewing are her favorite pass time excluding reading books. She is not a people person but can play the part of a hostess particularly well. Elves get on her nerves faster than a late date so best to stay away from her if you're an elf. Her trust is hard to gain and she is always expecting something to go against her. Always ready for anything but sometimes, she makes horrible decisions that often costs her a lot. An example of this was her meeting with a past lover during which the end caused her to die by his blade and be revived by a soul demon.
silver_halcyon · Sun Feb 05, 2006 @ 12:13pm · 0 Comments |
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The curfew that I had set up for myself is 8 PM. So as usual, I went to sleep at 8 PM. It was cold since my blanket was still missing and there was a storm raging outside. I just got two of my pillows and covered myself. It was no blanket but at least I won't be that cold.
I had a weird dream.
I dreamt that my family was gone and that I was moving in with my friend, Krizia. When I finished moving, Krizia told me that we were out of corn (how important was that?). She told me that to get some corn, I would have to go up the street and keep going until I see the cornfield.
I nodded and got a sack and then I went up the streets. I walked and walked and the scenery changed into a forest, a mountain, a plain, an office, and another street with a lot of cars in it. I was admiring the view and the cars when Krizia, who was supposed to be at home, ran past me and yelled "You can run to your destination!".
So I ran. Over time, I began to notice that there were other people that were running beside me, each of them carrying sacks. I thought to myself, "You people want some corn as well? Well I'm sorry. I'm getting the best ones!" After that, I ran faster, not caring if my legs were already screaming for me to stop.
I saw a mountain up ahead and I hiked it all the way to the top. Trees were so tall that they even reached the sky, or at least I thought they did. A bear had attacked me but I managed to direct it to some honey and I escaped with my life intact. I was so tired that all I wanted was to stop and rest but I kept going. We needed those corns!
When I reached the top, I only saw a field and some kind of paper that was stuck under a rock. I checked it and it turned out to be 1500 pesos (my country's currency). I stared at the money and looked around. It was only then that I noticed that there were other people on the top, each one holding 1500 pesos in their hand.
The came Krizia's voice.
"Good work Faye! You're one of the few who were able to get at the top. Your prize is the money in your hand."
I just looked at Krizia as if she had gone crazy. In all actuality, I think she did go crazy. I was about to turn back around when I remembered something.
"Hey Krizia! Where are the corn?"
That was when I woke up. It was a great dream. It had so many lessons but I'm only going to share one.
Don't ever forget what your goal is. My goal in the dream had been to get some corn and I had almost forgotten it.
As for the other lessons, well you'll just have to examine the story and introduce it to the way life goes. You'll find that there are many things that are in common. I wish you good luck in your search.
silver_halcyon · Thu Jun 09, 2005 @ 03:09am · 2 Comments |
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Peaceful? You've got to be kidding me... |
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Well it all started in the early morning of April 17 (long overdue I know). I was in bed, sleeping and having another one of those weird dreams of mine. This time I dreamt that I was sleeping and that there was a mellow music playing in the background. It would have been peaceful if not for the music breaking. I don't know what that word is called so I'll just explain it.
You know the time when you play a broken CD? It always repeats the same line over and over again. Well that's what happened in my dream. I believe these were the words:
You'll be safe here- You'll be safe here- You'll be- You'll be-
Yes! It kept repeating the you'll be safe here thing! That's when I woke up only to find out that I was at the edge of my bed and ready to fall off. Unfortunately, my brain wasn't functioning at the moment so when I registered my situation, I had already fallen off my bed.
Then my brother comes in and orders me to go and open the water valve located at the backyard. I complied even if his words sounded like "Goopnthewatrvalv" and I hadn't understood a thing. I was still half-asleep mind you.
I went outside the house and opened the watervalve, or at least what I thought was the watervalve and went back to my room to go back to bed. A loud scream of pain woke me up completely. I ran to the kitchen and grabbed a knife, thinking that a robber had gotten in my home. I carefully went back upstairs to check up on my mother. I was about to open the door when someone opened it from the inside. I reacted quickly and raised the knife, ready to stab the person who opened the door.
"Aaahaahhh!!!!" "Aaaaaaahhh!!!"
My mother and I both screamed out of fright. My mother because she saw me, messy hair, menacing looks and most importantly ready to stab her, and me because I was startled at her screaming.
"Haaaaaalll!!!!"
I turned my back on my mother who was clutching her chest, to look at my brother who was coming out of the very steamy bathroom with only a towel on. He looked at me, then at the knife and then at my mother. I was still poised to stab.
"Why did you turn the temperature valve to boiling point? And what the hell are you doing to mom?!"
So yeah. I obtained multiple bruises because of the incident on the bed, scared my mother enough for her to have a heart attack, almost cooked my brother in the shower and got accused of trying to kill the only living parent that I have. All which happened in the space of thirty minutes.
Quite an interesting way to start the day, don't you think?
silver_halcyon · Fri Apr 29, 2005 @ 12:39pm · 7 Comments |
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