Sorry Val (!) and for future reference...

So, this is mainly for me to copy and paste from but here is my OC. Fresh and updated from the old one I posted way back in December...


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Name: Lynxia Lost


Age: looks 14/15, is ???


Magic: Adept, Necromancy and bone breaking


Weapons: bow and arrow, 3 knives strapped to belt with lengths of 9cm, 11cm and 13cm.


Appearance: Waist length almost-black hair. Eyes have white iris's but often wears blue contacts in mortal world so as not to freak them out. Wears a stripy black and white top with black skinnys and deck shoes normally but if on a job wears black short sleeved polar neck made of unknown thin material (makes it light :) ) with white skinnys, bear foot.


History: Is the daughter of Tallulah Vengeance, a psycho who killed loads of people before being locked up. Unknown dad. When she was 6 she ran away to Necromancer Temple to train. However, when she was 10 she hit the High Priest because he degraded her in front of others. She then became apprenticed to Tesseract. Now that Tesseract is dead she has taken over his job and recovered his files and took on any awaiting work.



True Name Form: Lynxia's True Name form is Elaisse who is a heartless bitch who's only purpose is to make Lynxia's life Hell. Whenever Lynxia is thinking something you can bet that Elaisse is there doubting her and saying that if it fails then her friends will die. Naturally, Lynxia hates her. If Lynxia needs help then Elaisse is happy (well, as happy as you can be when you rejoice in killing your host's friends) to help but always tries to kill a friend in the process. More than anyone, she hates Zath as his True Name form is Nagier, the only person to ever fight against her and win - needless to say she loathes him and always wants to kill him. If ever Lynxia is about to be killed then she appears and kicks some ass until Lynxia claws back to the surface, also if Lynxia gets too angry to control Elaisse then she surfaces. However, some emotions do reach Elaisse so she has a slight crush on Nix and thinks of Robin and Sparky as sisters but she would never admit that killing them might cause her some pain. So, yeah, she lives to be powerful and thinks the only way to break Lynxia, making her the one in control, is to kill everybody she cares about.
Lynxia's reaction to all this? She goes bipolar.She feels that Elaisse being a very bad person is her fault and if Elaisse does anything bad she is to blame. She absolutely hates Elaisse and only lets her out if she has no other choice or if it is to save her friends. If she could she would kill Elaisse but she can't (Duh!) because they share the same body and such. Before she had the name sealed, she felt like she was lying to her friends and now she hates herself for it. She also feels like Elaisse has 'corrupted' her and that Elaisse is a weight that she has to carry all her life and nothing anyone can say will make her see that her and Elaisse are different people - she sees it as Elaisse is her but without friends. Sometimes, she wishes she was not magic and had had a normal life but she also loves all of the thrills that go with this life. She's a bit of a psycho, well, maybe more than a bit. She swings from extreme to extreme really. One minute she'll be laughing because she's just killed someone and evaded the police and the next minute she'll want to throw herself off a cliff. All of the bipolar-ness started once Elaisse had emerged for the first time.



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So... There it is. Everyone who reads this has probably seen the power shots so you know vaguely what she looks like...


As for Val... Sorry. Only really saw the post today where you asked me for my OC. I'm SO sorry. Will copy and paste this on the 'Wow...' post. Hope this is OK...




Lynxia x

Sorry Eve and Poke-nerd-ness...

Okay, so when I did the last video on the post below I do believe I said your name wrong - or that's what you said on Derek's blog... So - NEW VIDEO!!! Again no picture, crap quality and this time I say it Ay-va. That right?

Okay... There's the video. See it? Don't see it? I can see it but some people say they can't, sorry...


And because I am a slight bit of a Poke-nerd. Here are some Pokemon related gifs. I got bored, don't judge and you know you loved that time in your childhood when some guy came up to you in class and this happens...


Random Child - Bet I have better Pokemon than you!
Me/You - I seriously doubt it.
RC - Why?! What do you have? A level 5 Pidgy? *laugh*
M/Y - No, I have a level 100 Arceus.
RC - *glares at you like BITCH!!!* *storms off*


Okay, so maybe I am a little sad for going to the convention in London, dressed up just so I could get said Pokemon but it is still really funny when that happens ^^^ Nobody can deny that...

In case you don't know Gary - it's Professor Oak's grandson and he always has to be better than you - he is pretty awesome though but that makes me hate him more...!

Grrr... Everyone hates Zubats and being in a cave with no more Repels...

Who likes Magikarp? Who invented it? When it evolves it's Golden God damn awesome but, seriously. Tackle at level 10? Why?

Inception is confusing... Took me a couple of viewings to understand! (Well, I say a couple - more like 7!!!)

Basically they have this thing to control dreams and you can appear in other peoples dreams and change them and blah blah blah... Darkrai makes it easier to understand. He controls dreams and nightmares. Full stop!

I'm still trying to understand this one. It's f***ing weird!!!

Finally, for my fellow Potter-nerds!

And aslo, before I forget, as we have gone sssooo far back on Derek's blog I still think we should leave the competition post free as Derek requested himself that we do not use it for idle chatter. I believe we should respect his wishes...

'Tis all! No story because I've had so much music-y stuff to do as of late, will right more over Easter holidays, but for now...

Lynxia x

PS - Just because I can I changed my Favicon to this... Let's hope t works...

Feel free to save it and set it as your Favicon and show some Poke-nerd pride!!!


PPS - I'm embracing my full nerdiness today, so...

^^^ My Fandom stuff! ^^^      XD

A Poem for Nixion...

The water rushes, a calming sound,

Yet never as sweet when you're not around.

The trees here remind me of you,

Strong and tall, standing through and through.

I walk between the tangled roots,

I hear them crunch beneath my boots.

I appear in a clear, warm meadow,

I this where we had talked long ago?

I hear your voice, just a memory,

I try to remain standing calmly.

I can feel you arm around me again,

Will you come back? I don't know when.

I turn my face and there you are,

Standing tall against the stars.

You smile and look straight at me,

Just as it is meant to be...

Also, you wanted to know what I sounded like so here...

Again, so picture, just sound...


Really crap quality too. At one point I say Nagier and it sounds like Natier because of the phone... Sorry!   X(

Lynxia x

One For You, Two For Me..., Chapter 6, Part 1 - On The Road Again...

Mild torture scene in this. If you've ever seen the film Taken, it's a bit like that...


       I went back to the room I had woken up in and picked up the bow. It was a dark ebony and felt smooth in my hand. My fingers fitted perfectly with the grooves. I picked up the dark cloth quiver and strapped it to my back. It fitted against my spine like it had grown there. I knew now that I had been a good archer. I counted the arrows. Twenty five and another with a red crusted end. It looked like blood. I decided to ignore it but it still kind of made my skin crawl to think that probably wasn't my blood on there. 
       Just as I was about to open the door to get onto the landing my vision wavered and in stead I saw a man with frightened looking eyes and an arrow being aimed. Before I could get a good look, however, it faded and I realised that the picture I just saw must have been a memory. Something that the magic memory wipe had misssd. I resigned to think about it later and went downstairs. 
       The others were waiting in the hall andwere looking from Sheldon to Ivy. Ivy nodded and everyone linked arms. They let me into the circle and the room spun. I felt like I was being squeezed through a tube and then we were in an alley with people rushing about at either exit.
       I resisted the urge to be sick but Nicholas still through up. 
       "Will you stop that?" said Robin, more demanding than asking. "You do it every time!" Nicholas stared at Robin but didn't say anything. 
       He was a pale green and looked like he didn't want to open his mouth, just in case. 
       "So... Where are we?" asked Eve. Going to the end of the alley and sticking her head into the street so people glared at her as they moved round her.
       "London." replied Ivy, smiling evilly "We found a... Lead, you could say. He was reluctant to share information at first but soon got going." she chuckled darkly. 
       We all shared glances but decided not to say anything. 
       Ivy walked past Eve with purpose and weaved between the mortals carrying briefcases and dressed in suits. Many were talking on phones. The buildings that lined the streets were either old, red brick or shining, grey metal. We reached a squared old building in the outskirts of the main city and went in. 
       Inside it was damp and dark. There was barely any furniture but Ivy walked over to the power bow on the wall and pulled the leaver. Lights flicked on and a scream came up from the basement. 
       "Oops." Ivy shrugged "I guess I forgot to 'unplug' him." 
       "'Unplug?'" echoed Sparky but Ivy was already going down the steps. Down in the basement we all looked at the man in the chair. 
       He had metal spikes in his hands which were connected to the electricity. He was strapped to the chair with rusted barbed wire that had cut deep gashes in his skin. His face was slick with sweat and he looked half starved. A little water dripped through a tube into his mouth. That was what had kept him alive five days. He was still screaming himself hoarse.
       Ivy walked over to him and he looked at her in horror and stopped screaming and just gritted his teeth but she just smiled. "Tell my friends here what you told me and I might think about letting you go." she said sweetly.




Don't forget to click the buttons! I don't need to put a question here any more, so weird...


Anyway, this post is dedicated to Nix because it is his birthday on Tuesday and I don't know if I'll have time to post so...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

*hands over giant cake*

That's all...

Lynxia x

Happy Hunger Games!!!

And may the odds be ever in your favour...


^^^  Wow, I just sounded like someone from the Capitol... Heh heh heh...    :P




So... I went to see it after school and it was EPIC!!!


At nearly 3 hours long they got most of the stuff from the book and if you have read it, GO AND SEE IT!!!


If you haven't read it, GO AND SEE IT ANYWAY!!!


Anyway, me, Caroline and Tamara turned up in full fancy dress. I was a Peacekeeper, Caroline was a mocking jay (yes, she actually went dressed as a bird!!!) and Tamara went as Katniss. So we turned up in full fancy dress and everyone was looking at us like 'WTF???' until one girl who had gone to the showing before us saw me and ran. I laughed... Ha ha ha ha!






Anyway, you want to see some awesome pictures? You know you want to...

That is a stick man picture. It is amazingly awesome. This one is more finished...

I will get one of it when it is more finished. See what you can pick out of the picture though...

Hint: Iron Man and Pac-man are there...

Also...

Gentlemen Eye!!! It has a moustache, top hat and walking stick...

This was Tamara's Valentine's Day poem in French (^^ translated with pics), she took that in stead of German which me and Caroline took.

It says...

'You are my tar grill, and my water of strategy.

You are my cactus selotape, my unleaded petrol.

You are my irritating toilet,

My stainless steel sink.

You are a bucket, my love.'

It rhymes in French but English... It's just weird...

And because I was bored in Maths and we were using calculators...

That is all for now...

Lynxia x

One For You, Two For Me..., Chapter 5, Part 2 - Love's Twisted Heart...

In answer to your question Lorelei, it was leather so it was obvious it was magic. Or maybe it wasn't that obvious then.....




       Over the course of three days the others made different attempts to retrieve my memory. Robin's were jumping out from a cupboard and screaming 'BOO!' and hitting me over the head with a wooden plank. They didn't help. I heard Sparky saying one evening to a troubled Eve that they were wasting time and should just go. I was starting to get incredibly annoyed. Nobody was saying anything to my face, always behind my back. Everyone tried talking to me about simple things though, food, their day - well, everyone except Nix. Every time I saw him we would lock eyes for a moment and then he would walk away. I had caught him a few times about to knock on the door when I was actually on the stairs but he never did.
       As the fourth day passed I was ready to do anything to get out of the house so I went to see Sparky in the study. She sat there looking through a thick book with frail, yellowing pages. She turned round as I came in. "What is going on?" I asked, keeping eye contact "I want to know everything. This magic you talk about. What I was like and what the Hell a Necromancer is." I took the other chair and sat.
       She sighed. "You're not gonna leave until I tell you are you?" she asked.
       I shook my head.
       She sighed again. "Fine. Lynxia, you were, well are, a really good friend..." And she went on. She explained how we had met in somewhere called Blogland. She also explained my past, or what she knew. How I had grew up in a Necromancer Temple and trained in the Necromancer art. Then she said that I had hit the High Priest and became apprenticed to an assassin named Tesseract who had taught me the Adept discipline of bone breaking. She went through books as well telling me things I had known and lots of different stuff that I seemed to absorb. She didn't, however, touch on the subject of me and Nix. Maybe I had imagined that conversation I had heard but this still did not explain why Nix wouldn't talk to me.
       "So, how can I still do Necromancy and this bone breaky thingy when I can't remember them?" I asked.
       "Because the Surge locked you into the powers. Try it. Form a fist in front of you and think about the shadows curling round it." Sparky replied.
       I tried it.
       My hand became laced in curling and coiling streams of shadows. Dense enough to break something but light than air. It was an odd feeling.
       I stared at Sparky. "How - how can I do this?" I stammered.
       Sparky pulled back the left sleeve of my striped top and there on my wrist was a black bracelet with silver beads on it. The shadows seemed to jump from one bead to another like they were alive. I laughed. "I don't think I should try out the other thing though." I said, forming shadows into different shapes.
       "I think you should." she pulled out a chicken bone. "Eve let me have a leg." she said shrugging. Then her eyes grew wide Oh, you wouldn't remember. Eve eats live chickens."
       "Live?!!" I asked.
       Sparky nodded. Then held out the bone. I touched it and it broke in to two halves. "Wow." I breathed staring at my finger, to the bone and then to my finger again.
       Sparky smiled. "Well that's it. I've told you everything I could think of so," she smiled a little wider "We can hit the road and track down Vengeance."






Hmm?


I need to get a 'like' and 'dislike' button - I really do...


I've just been through and I can only add a 'Like?' button because I don't know how to add more buttons... I'm sure I'll find out how soon...


Lynxia x

One For You, Two For Me..., Chapter 5, Part 1 - Love's Twisted Heart...

So this is one of the more sad parts. Nix, in this part you're... Well I can't describe it. Hysterical? Maybe you could say that but not hysterical funny. But, just read...




       After the meeting in the kitchen/dining room I went back upstairs while the others talked. Bits of conversation floated up to me. Stuff about magic, words I couldn't understand and and me forgetting everything. I heard the front door open a number of times, probably the others going to get more 'leads' as Robin had said. Robin had come to see me again, back in that plainly furnished room and asked me questions like 'What was my favourite colour?' and 'When had I first fired my bow?'. All of the answers were a series of 'I don't knows's and Robin went back downstairs. I looked at the bow propped against the wall. I realised this must be mine and a sense of longing drifted through me.
       Later, when the sky had turned deep indigo, I realised I was hungry. I went down to the stairs. Some of the others were still out but I hoped at least one person was still in who I could ask. I went to the kitchen door and pressed my ear against it to hear if anyone was in there. 
       "Just calm down Nix." it sounded like Flame.
       "Don't tell me to calm down! I hoped that we might get back together, but how can that happen now her memory is gone? Hmm?" Nix sounded angry, hurt and miserable.
       "Maybe she had moved on by the time she had come to get you. It has been nine years remember." Flame said in a calm voice.
       "I know that, but I still love her and I hoped she still loved me." he replied, in a forced-calm monotone.
       "And I'm sure she does. And as soon as she gets her memory back you'll be the first person she runs too." said Flame.
       "And what if she has moved on?" asked Nix, in nearly a whisper.
       "Then we'll deal with that when we come to it but for now, let's focus on getting Lynxia's memory back, shall we?" replied Flame soothingly. Something stirred in the little memory I had. Robin had called me Lynxia. 
       They were talking about me.
       I ran back upstairs and into the plainly furnished room, all thoughts of hunger lost. I dropped onto the bed. Nix loved me and I had loved him. Should I tell them I heard? No, they would think I was spying on them. But would I be able to look at Nix now? Now I knew the truth, I didn't think I could.
       I felt like crying but something told me that was not the kind of thing Lynxia did. And after all, I was Lynxia. Or at least I had been.
       When my door opened later and Robin stepped in, I rolled onto my side, faced the wall and refused to talk.




I told you some of it was a bit sad... 
This part isn't very long but dramatic and a little linking part. Very important!
I also have no draft for this so I'm constantly rewriting so the plot may change half way through and totally shock you. I'll try not to but I'm just making this up as I go. So unlike me...


Anyway, are you getting the 'Conflicting Errors' page when you try and comment on Derek's blog? I am and it's really starting to annoy me!


Lynxia x