xena doll outfit look alike for a fairyland 65 cm bjd. next is bead work & skirt. see the computer image for ref
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Monday, January 31, 2011
The Journey Begins
Rotting wood, dead rats decaying in the shadows, and above all the wood and coal burning allowing the steam engines to function was all to be smelt in the basement hull. It was a ship Lucca snuck into to escape her homeland. There was much to be desired traveling on such a luxurious ship to look like an abandoned hole in its lower levels. Did it matter? Considering she was a stowaway not in the least!
Escaping Rerdanthis, her floating ice island in the sky, was an adventure with in itself. Guards were patrolling the outside palace and all she could think of was freedom at her fingertips. She had to dodge into crevices and shadows until she reached the flying ship. There she took refuge inside by entering in through the cargo hold. She had to be extra careful as their were workers loading the hull with food, luggage, and a variety of other things.
It seemed like an eternity had passed waiting for the workers to load up the cargo and finally leave and close the hatch. Then it seemed like another million years just for the ship to begin its journey. Huddled in the corner with her bag of holding and pulling her cloak about her body she sighed. This was a lot of trouble just to get some freedom. The pros nulled out the cons however with her situation. It was be happy, or not be happy. She chose happiness. Granted it was at the expense of her family, but they never seemed to care about anyone but themselves. If she was to marry... she would marry for love. She didn't want to run a country either. She saw all the pain it caused her parents with keeping the populace happy, all the rules, all the treaties, all the damned busy work they had to deal with running a country. She didn't want it. She wanted to be a normal person. There was to be no more servants tending to her bathroom to bathe her, there was to be no more people dressing her, and above all, there was to be no one telling her what she can and can't do that was seen as "un-princess like"
Perhaps she was being a bit hypocritical in regards to her parents. They were selfish except when it came down to their family. There were so many rules and regulations that she had to abide by and being arranged into a marriage was beyond horrendous. She had always wanted to marry and fall in love; true love. It wasn't fair to her to have to endure a false love just for the sake of the people of Rerdanthis and her family. She was being beyond stubborn.
The water hissed as it moved through its intricacies, moving the parts and whirring mechanical gears twisting and turning making movement possible allowing the ship to fly. There didn't seem to be anyone feeding it coal. It just seemed to take it when it needed too, like it was enchanted somehow. Granted magic had to be at hand to allow this beastly cargo ship to move through the skies. How else would it know to take coal when it needed? As far as she was concerned she didn't care. She just wanted to get away and not be caught.
It was a seemingly smooth ride with the occasional bump or turbulence. She didn't know where she would end up. As if she knew she liked to dream of where the ship would dock. Maybe a warm beach with pirates or natives! Her mind wandered more conjuring various situations. It was like her mind turned into a pleasant story book! Any place was a start, on the other hand, thinking of the scenarios she would encounter made it all the more thrilling. She had money, her things within a bag of holding, and of course her self. What more was there to hope for but her freedom!
Amongst her pleasant daydreams a horrendous thunder clapped knocking her back into reality. Wide eyed she looked in horror trying to discern what it was. It erupted again. Frantic she went to stand up and discover the noise but with the thunder giving its third roar also shook the ship knocking her off balance midst midstep. Squeaking, Lucca fell against some of the cargo boxes. Throbbing pain enveloped her side and her upper thigh as she recovered. A hiss drowned out any noise she could of heard then suddenly it stopped. Nothing but silence for only a mere second, then life seemed to take its place once more. Those who were meant to be on that ship were moving about in the upper levels. They must of come to a stop.
Escaping Rerdanthis, her floating ice island in the sky, was an adventure with in itself. Guards were patrolling the outside palace and all she could think of was freedom at her fingertips. She had to dodge into crevices and shadows until she reached the flying ship. There she took refuge inside by entering in through the cargo hold. She had to be extra careful as their were workers loading the hull with food, luggage, and a variety of other things.
It seemed like an eternity had passed waiting for the workers to load up the cargo and finally leave and close the hatch. Then it seemed like another million years just for the ship to begin its journey. Huddled in the corner with her bag of holding and pulling her cloak about her body she sighed. This was a lot of trouble just to get some freedom. The pros nulled out the cons however with her situation. It was be happy, or not be happy. She chose happiness. Granted it was at the expense of her family, but they never seemed to care about anyone but themselves. If she was to marry... she would marry for love. She didn't want to run a country either. She saw all the pain it caused her parents with keeping the populace happy, all the rules, all the treaties, all the damned busy work they had to deal with running a country. She didn't want it. She wanted to be a normal person. There was to be no more servants tending to her bathroom to bathe her, there was to be no more people dressing her, and above all, there was to be no one telling her what she can and can't do that was seen as "un-princess like"
Perhaps she was being a bit hypocritical in regards to her parents. They were selfish except when it came down to their family. There were so many rules and regulations that she had to abide by and being arranged into a marriage was beyond horrendous. She had always wanted to marry and fall in love; true love. It wasn't fair to her to have to endure a false love just for the sake of the people of Rerdanthis and her family. She was being beyond stubborn.
The water hissed as it moved through its intricacies, moving the parts and whirring mechanical gears twisting and turning making movement possible allowing the ship to fly. There didn't seem to be anyone feeding it coal. It just seemed to take it when it needed too, like it was enchanted somehow. Granted magic had to be at hand to allow this beastly cargo ship to move through the skies. How else would it know to take coal when it needed? As far as she was concerned she didn't care. She just wanted to get away and not be caught.
It was a seemingly smooth ride with the occasional bump or turbulence. She didn't know where she would end up. As if she knew she liked to dream of where the ship would dock. Maybe a warm beach with pirates or natives! Her mind wandered more conjuring various situations. It was like her mind turned into a pleasant story book! Any place was a start, on the other hand, thinking of the scenarios she would encounter made it all the more thrilling. She had money, her things within a bag of holding, and of course her self. What more was there to hope for but her freedom!
Amongst her pleasant daydreams a horrendous thunder clapped knocking her back into reality. Wide eyed she looked in horror trying to discern what it was. It erupted again. Frantic she went to stand up and discover the noise but with the thunder giving its third roar also shook the ship knocking her off balance midst midstep. Squeaking, Lucca fell against some of the cargo boxes. Throbbing pain enveloped her side and her upper thigh as she recovered. A hiss drowned out any noise she could of heard then suddenly it stopped. Nothing but silence for only a mere second, then life seemed to take its place once more. Those who were meant to be on that ship were moving about in the upper levels. They must of come to a stop.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Refuge: Luccas Decision
Amongst the chaos of her home and the grand ball and ceremony that was being planned, "running" was going to be hard to do. Guards were rampant and there was no way she can get in and out of areas without being addressed or noticed. She had to escape. She had to run away. Freedom was at her fingertips. She just needed more help then usual this time.
It was a typical day in her home despite the mayhem that had pursued. It was now that she wished she was never born. Her waist long blond hair billowed as she turned the corner. A maid had been stalking her down the hall constantly squeaking at her.
"Mi.. Miss... MISS. Miss Lucca! Miss!"
Lucca came to roaring halt and looked at her straight into her eyes. The maid jolted as she looked at her back, "Mi...Miss all I wanted was your coat your wearing. You didn't take it off when you came back in. Forgive me Mum..."
Lucca sighed softly. All for a coat? She slowly unbuttoned it and then let it slip from her form, catching it, then quietly handing it to the maid.
"T..Thank you mum." She replied and quickly ran the other direction.
Lucca stood there for a second before turning to walk once more, but her reflection caught he eye. She stared at herself. Her full head of blond hair, full bangs, a delicate tattoo on her forehead, usually hidden by her bangs, and the long banshee ears poking from underneath her hair. She had longer lashes then many of the other banshees in her hometown, even longer then her mothers. She was wearing a light pastel blue victorian gown embossed with silver motifs. Slowly she turned to her side to check her profile. Her bustle was still intact and the drapes of her gown carried to the floor. She realized the snow had melted slightly along her hems, but it was inevitable. Carefully she rubbed her corseted stomach and made her way down the hall once again.
Briskly she moved through the castle. As she turned another corner on her way to her sisters room there before her was her mother, her father, and another in dark armor. She pursed her lips recognizing the armor and its details. He was from the realm of dark banshees. There was only one reason why a dark banshee would show his face in the realm of the light banshees. This wasn't good. Her statuesque frame stood rigid in the hallway. Even when her mother noticed her and beckoned her to come forward for meeting this stranger she walked firm and tense.
"Lucca..." her mother sweetly smiled and spoke to her, "This is Ardus Denizen's father, Reamus. He is to be your father in law."
Lucca coldly curtseyed to Reamus and her pupiless blue eyes remained just as cold despite the cool demeanor it held from light hitting her iris'. Why was she getting forced into a marriage? Oh! That was why... Her parents decided a treaty was in order for both of the banshees lands and she was the treat; the bribe. Her hopes and dreams for falling in actual love were squashed and destroyed when she was told of her fate. Even Birdita, her youngest still retained her dreams and wishes. From all the books of reading about royal families and the arranged marriages they were forced into, never once did she think or even remotely consider that she would obtain the same fate.
Reamus took Lucca's hand brashly and kissed it. She jolted a bit from the sudden shock. Out of the corner of her eye she could see her parents watching her. Her heart wanted to end its life in the fiery acid of her stomach. He gently caressed her forearm and her hand. It almost seemed as if he was breathing in the scent of her hand and her perfume. She felt like vomiting. His dark eyes after kissing it went a glow to a deep red and held her hand in mid air for a bit before she slowly took it back. His eyes were still piercing through her own. There was a moment where she actually felt like she would faint.
"It is a pleasure, my dear, to make your acquaintance." Reamus spoke in his thick accent.
Lucca stared at him for a moment. She bit her tongue so that she wouldn't be saying anything she shouldn't have. "Indeed." She said plainly. Everyone stared at her then without prompting her mother broke silence, "Well then why don't we all get acquainted in the office shall we?"
Lucca snorted, "I think I shall pass."
Her mother gave her a look that would kill. "Lucca..." She uttered.
"No mother I wanted to talk to Birdie and then go to bed. It will be a long day tomorrow and I want my rest for the wedding." She plainly said.
"Oh! Well then that is fine dear we will talk later." They all turned down the hall, but Reamus looked back at Lucca with his glowing red eyes. Lucca froze and stared at him. She kept all thoughts from entering her mind as she stood there. She didn't want anyone knowing what she had planned. Anyone would have to be an idiot if they knew she didn't want this to happen. Her body language told all. Her eyes broke his gaze and went straight for Birdies room.
* * *
"Are you sure?" Birdie said calmly.
Lucca quelled tears, "I am positive. Running is the only way."
Birdita stretched her tanned arms from her body and sighed. "I will miss you..." she said sadly.
Lucca quickly pulled her little sister into her arms. Lone tears began to fall from her clenched lids. "I will miss you most of all Birdie" she breathed into her ear.
"Lucca..." she began. "Promise me you will find adventure and most of all love."
Lucca stopped and pulled away slowly. "Adventure and love?"
"Yes!" She giggled. "If your running away you better create a better and more exciting new life for yourself!"
Lucca smiled and laughed. "I shall try." Her hand gently wiped the tears from her sisters face and slowly moved her way out the door. Her body shook as she shut it and leaned up against the door. The adventure was only the beginning. Her eyes glossed over thinking about true love. It was a possibility, but it wasn't a priority. That would have to come in time.
It was a typical day in her home despite the mayhem that had pursued. It was now that she wished she was never born. Her waist long blond hair billowed as she turned the corner. A maid had been stalking her down the hall constantly squeaking at her.
"Mi.. Miss... MISS. Miss Lucca! Miss!"
Lucca came to roaring halt and looked at her straight into her eyes. The maid jolted as she looked at her back, "Mi...Miss all I wanted was your coat your wearing. You didn't take it off when you came back in. Forgive me Mum..."
Lucca sighed softly. All for a coat? She slowly unbuttoned it and then let it slip from her form, catching it, then quietly handing it to the maid.
"T..Thank you mum." She replied and quickly ran the other direction.
Lucca stood there for a second before turning to walk once more, but her reflection caught he eye. She stared at herself. Her full head of blond hair, full bangs, a delicate tattoo on her forehead, usually hidden by her bangs, and the long banshee ears poking from underneath her hair. She had longer lashes then many of the other banshees in her hometown, even longer then her mothers. She was wearing a light pastel blue victorian gown embossed with silver motifs. Slowly she turned to her side to check her profile. Her bustle was still intact and the drapes of her gown carried to the floor. She realized the snow had melted slightly along her hems, but it was inevitable. Carefully she rubbed her corseted stomach and made her way down the hall once again.
Briskly she moved through the castle. As she turned another corner on her way to her sisters room there before her was her mother, her father, and another in dark armor. She pursed her lips recognizing the armor and its details. He was from the realm of dark banshees. There was only one reason why a dark banshee would show his face in the realm of the light banshees. This wasn't good. Her statuesque frame stood rigid in the hallway. Even when her mother noticed her and beckoned her to come forward for meeting this stranger she walked firm and tense.
"Lucca..." her mother sweetly smiled and spoke to her, "This is Ardus Denizen's father, Reamus. He is to be your father in law."
Lucca coldly curtseyed to Reamus and her pupiless blue eyes remained just as cold despite the cool demeanor it held from light hitting her iris'. Why was she getting forced into a marriage? Oh! That was why... Her parents decided a treaty was in order for both of the banshees lands and she was the treat; the bribe. Her hopes and dreams for falling in actual love were squashed and destroyed when she was told of her fate. Even Birdita, her youngest still retained her dreams and wishes. From all the books of reading about royal families and the arranged marriages they were forced into, never once did she think or even remotely consider that she would obtain the same fate.
Reamus took Lucca's hand brashly and kissed it. She jolted a bit from the sudden shock. Out of the corner of her eye she could see her parents watching her. Her heart wanted to end its life in the fiery acid of her stomach. He gently caressed her forearm and her hand. It almost seemed as if he was breathing in the scent of her hand and her perfume. She felt like vomiting. His dark eyes after kissing it went a glow to a deep red and held her hand in mid air for a bit before she slowly took it back. His eyes were still piercing through her own. There was a moment where she actually felt like she would faint.
"It is a pleasure, my dear, to make your acquaintance." Reamus spoke in his thick accent.
Lucca stared at him for a moment. She bit her tongue so that she wouldn't be saying anything she shouldn't have. "Indeed." She said plainly. Everyone stared at her then without prompting her mother broke silence, "Well then why don't we all get acquainted in the office shall we?"
Lucca snorted, "I think I shall pass."
Her mother gave her a look that would kill. "Lucca..." She uttered.
"No mother I wanted to talk to Birdie and then go to bed. It will be a long day tomorrow and I want my rest for the wedding." She plainly said.
"Oh! Well then that is fine dear we will talk later." They all turned down the hall, but Reamus looked back at Lucca with his glowing red eyes. Lucca froze and stared at him. She kept all thoughts from entering her mind as she stood there. She didn't want anyone knowing what she had planned. Anyone would have to be an idiot if they knew she didn't want this to happen. Her body language told all. Her eyes broke his gaze and went straight for Birdies room.
* * *
"Are you sure?" Birdie said calmly.
Lucca quelled tears, "I am positive. Running is the only way."
Birdita stretched her tanned arms from her body and sighed. "I will miss you..." she said sadly.
Lucca quickly pulled her little sister into her arms. Lone tears began to fall from her clenched lids. "I will miss you most of all Birdie" she breathed into her ear.
"Lucca..." she began. "Promise me you will find adventure and most of all love."
Lucca stopped and pulled away slowly. "Adventure and love?"
"Yes!" She giggled. "If your running away you better create a better and more exciting new life for yourself!"
Lucca smiled and laughed. "I shall try." Her hand gently wiped the tears from her sisters face and slowly moved her way out the door. Her body shook as she shut it and leaned up against the door. The adventure was only the beginning. Her eyes glossed over thinking about true love. It was a possibility, but it wasn't a priority. That would have to come in time.
The Beginning: Tormoil
If her wings were clipped this would be what it would feel like; entrapment, forced servitude; tied down; removal of freedom. This was no way to live. One should have the ability to spread her wings, fly wherever the wind would take her. The gusts of air flitting and lifting her soul and spirit just by grazing her feathers with the sun and sky. Only danger loomed in the near distance; the future. There before her stood her mother and father holding the golden shears of an arranged bond that threatened to cut her wings. She would not have it. The memories were still so fresh in her mind it kept repeating in her head over and over like a broken music box.
Her bright blue orbs stared out into the distance. The calm silence of the graveyard brought peace to her when her thoughts got a wry, but this moment in time forgetting what had just happened wasn't being quenched by her savior. What was she to tell her best friend? What was he to think?
The soft rustle of the trees branches billowed about her grazing her soft porcelain cheeks with the cold snow flakes flying from their perch. The cold icicles from some of the branches broke off and hit the ground as she stood there. It was another typical day in Rerdanthis. Snow...snow...snow. It never melted. It never left. Having a graveyard in a constant state of ice was a talent within itself, but it was done. The fur lining of her hood billowed in the breeze and she suddenly felt a presence, the presence no one else saw but her. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him.
His grey toned skin and lithe and tall body stood statuesque amongst the snow. His blackened clothing lay stark amongst the white of the snow. His silvery locks of hair, short and shaggy covered one side of his face. The rest revealed his tattoos and his bright purple glowing eyes. As usual he didn't have a coat on. The mere glimpse of the sun catching his back revealed wings, but they soon disappeared as he moved. He always seemed to have enough energy to traipse wearing barely anything. Even she didn't stand out in the mass of white surrounding her besides her tanned skin and her bright blue pupiless eyes. She turned to him and rather then her typical greeting and smile, she just looked at him forlorn.
"That face doesn't look like the one I normally get Pucca."
She pursed her lips and sighed sagging her head downward. She muttered, "That's because I have bad news."
He moved towards her concerned. "That's... rare..." he said jokingly. "You usually smile despite complaining of your place."
"I am quite serious about this one this time. I assure you this is something I cannot smile or shrug off as I have done before.
"Tell me." He said sternly.
* * *
After the long drown out explanation he merely stared off into the distance at the rolling clouds and mist about the gravestones before them. Lucca turned her head to him watching his expression as he finally looked to her.
She remained quiet but he suddenly pursed his lips and took her hand gently in his before pulling her quickly into his grasp. Lucca gasped and began to blush heavily before returning the embrace. Her head leaned against his shoulder before tears swelled in her eyes. He looks out into the distance, firm and quiet. The energy about him felt like a swarm of electricity. His grasp tightened before whispering lightly in her elegant long ears, "Run."
Her bright blue orbs stared out into the distance. The calm silence of the graveyard brought peace to her when her thoughts got a wry, but this moment in time forgetting what had just happened wasn't being quenched by her savior. What was she to tell her best friend? What was he to think?
The soft rustle of the trees branches billowed about her grazing her soft porcelain cheeks with the cold snow flakes flying from their perch. The cold icicles from some of the branches broke off and hit the ground as she stood there. It was another typical day in Rerdanthis. Snow...snow...snow. It never melted. It never left. Having a graveyard in a constant state of ice was a talent within itself, but it was done. The fur lining of her hood billowed in the breeze and she suddenly felt a presence, the presence no one else saw but her. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him.
His grey toned skin and lithe and tall body stood statuesque amongst the snow. His blackened clothing lay stark amongst the white of the snow. His silvery locks of hair, short and shaggy covered one side of his face. The rest revealed his tattoos and his bright purple glowing eyes. As usual he didn't have a coat on. The mere glimpse of the sun catching his back revealed wings, but they soon disappeared as he moved. He always seemed to have enough energy to traipse wearing barely anything. Even she didn't stand out in the mass of white surrounding her besides her tanned skin and her bright blue pupiless eyes. She turned to him and rather then her typical greeting and smile, she just looked at him forlorn.
"That face doesn't look like the one I normally get Pucca."
She pursed her lips and sighed sagging her head downward. She muttered, "That's because I have bad news."
He moved towards her concerned. "That's... rare..." he said jokingly. "You usually smile despite complaining of your place."
"I am quite serious about this one this time. I assure you this is something I cannot smile or shrug off as I have done before.
"Tell me." He said sternly.
* * *
After the long drown out explanation he merely stared off into the distance at the rolling clouds and mist about the gravestones before them. Lucca turned her head to him watching his expression as he finally looked to her.
She remained quiet but he suddenly pursed his lips and took her hand gently in his before pulling her quickly into his grasp. Lucca gasped and began to blush heavily before returning the embrace. Her head leaned against his shoulder before tears swelled in her eyes. He looks out into the distance, firm and quiet. The energy about him felt like a swarm of electricity. His grasp tightened before whispering lightly in her elegant long ears, "Run."
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Haunted Dolls
Its been a topic that has covered many many years by many many people. To own haunted dolls can be a blessing... or a curse depending on the spirit you may come in contact with.
My brother, Hunter, spent a good week or so here and after being introduced to Meguone's iphone ghost radar...the two of us just had to give it a try in my own home with the particular things that have happened to me, and occasionally him.
We know that whatever lies in my basement, it is indeed male, hes tall, and hes always interested in what we are doing. As thought... his favorite corner is Hunters corner, which used to be mine before I moved into the main basement room. Well...according to him he notices someone looking over his shoulder and it creeps him out sometimes. Who wouldn't get creeped out by someone staring at what your doing over your shoulder? Well he does this to me, and he does this to Brenna. There has also been times where I hear a music box playing, but I haven't hear that lately. He also likes the corner where my movies are.
According to the radar it picked up the entities.... not just one... but several... including my dolls.
No doubt in my mind I got something from Miss Sarah (her real name PROTECTED cause i lurb hers :) ) when i adopted two of her dollies. My other dolls, however, have taken on their own spirits and personalities, and I very much believe they have souls.
I think dolls have always had souls and i think their owners will definitely contribute or destroy that soul. Certainly the creators give them a sense of physicality, but there is something added to them once the owner brings life to them. In some cases the doll doesn't end up being what they expected either, perhaps taking on someone completely new or different then what they intended to be. That has certainly happened to me. I am sure it has happened to others who made plans for a doll and they ended up changing over time.
The biggest link I have to one of my dolls has been Lucca, a limited 30 Dollzone Isabel. The minute I saw the sculpt I needed her. Not want, needed. There was something in the universe calling out to me. I even texted poor Sarah at 3 am in the morning with all my glee and fear of not reserving her in time. I mean come on.... 30. in the WHOLE world. You know how popular Dollzone is? yah. Luckily for me and a very tired RAWR sarah at DDE i was able to get my sweet Lucca along with Paula of awesome, the owner of the store. I was the first to put in my layaway order. When the time came to pick her up, Meguone and I had planned a nice DDE doll meet that turned out to be bigger then we expected. We were just expecting a few people... nope... LOTS came. hehh ^^; This plan to meet up with one another was to get new dollie things and of course to get my Lucca. Opening her up was amazing. I was absolutely ecstatic and she just stuck. There was worry in me that she might change, but the connection she and I had just grew more and more. And to think... the creation of Lucca started from the inspiration of Lady Gaga.
Lucca has become a link to me, much like Jamie, my muse, has become. Shes a side of me. Lucca has pretty much become my vision of myself in doll form. My lover, Trisha, her character has taken form as a doll as well. Lucca and Peavie... they rarely ever let themselves go. When my plan to have Lucca with a male elf a friend and I created as part of a story; things totally changed. Lucca did NOT like any of my male dolls. Infact she kneed Kanoa, shoved Ardus (who was once Zalta and is still... continuing to have multiple personality syndrome), and pretty much kept herself clear of any male in my dolly family. When Peavie came into the picture Lucca never wanted to let go.
My heart never ever wants to let go of Trisha either.
Well... Now that I ranted FOREVER.... Haunted dolls... yeh. Mine are definitely something. If the radar is picking up something in them, there has to be something there right? Of course the radar could not be functioning properly but it does do things that are heavily interesting and surprising to say the least. The fact that it has words that pop up when it detects something is crazy. And it said a word "personal" when i got the radar close to Peavie and Lucca. That... was interesting.
If you have an ipod touch or I phone... give it a try and buy the application. There are free versions of it as well though in the itunes App store.
Now that i just watched a weird ass movie on Syfy... Called Perkins 14.... I am gonna go get my ass to bed. @_@ That was just weird.
My brother, Hunter, spent a good week or so here and after being introduced to Meguone's iphone ghost radar...the two of us just had to give it a try in my own home with the particular things that have happened to me, and occasionally him.
We know that whatever lies in my basement, it is indeed male, hes tall, and hes always interested in what we are doing. As thought... his favorite corner is Hunters corner, which used to be mine before I moved into the main basement room. Well...according to him he notices someone looking over his shoulder and it creeps him out sometimes. Who wouldn't get creeped out by someone staring at what your doing over your shoulder? Well he does this to me, and he does this to Brenna. There has also been times where I hear a music box playing, but I haven't hear that lately. He also likes the corner where my movies are.
According to the radar it picked up the entities.... not just one... but several... including my dolls.
No doubt in my mind I got something from Miss Sarah (her real name PROTECTED cause i lurb hers :) ) when i adopted two of her dollies. My other dolls, however, have taken on their own spirits and personalities, and I very much believe they have souls.
I think dolls have always had souls and i think their owners will definitely contribute or destroy that soul. Certainly the creators give them a sense of physicality, but there is something added to them once the owner brings life to them. In some cases the doll doesn't end up being what they expected either, perhaps taking on someone completely new or different then what they intended to be. That has certainly happened to me. I am sure it has happened to others who made plans for a doll and they ended up changing over time.
The biggest link I have to one of my dolls has been Lucca, a limited 30 Dollzone Isabel. The minute I saw the sculpt I needed her. Not want, needed. There was something in the universe calling out to me. I even texted poor Sarah at 3 am in the morning with all my glee and fear of not reserving her in time. I mean come on.... 30. in the WHOLE world. You know how popular Dollzone is? yah. Luckily for me and a very tired RAWR sarah at DDE i was able to get my sweet Lucca along with Paula of awesome, the owner of the store. I was the first to put in my layaway order. When the time came to pick her up, Meguone and I had planned a nice DDE doll meet that turned out to be bigger then we expected. We were just expecting a few people... nope... LOTS came. hehh ^^; This plan to meet up with one another was to get new dollie things and of course to get my Lucca. Opening her up was amazing. I was absolutely ecstatic and she just stuck. There was worry in me that she might change, but the connection she and I had just grew more and more. And to think... the creation of Lucca started from the inspiration of Lady Gaga.
Lucca has become a link to me, much like Jamie, my muse, has become. Shes a side of me. Lucca has pretty much become my vision of myself in doll form. My lover, Trisha, her character has taken form as a doll as well. Lucca and Peavie... they rarely ever let themselves go. When my plan to have Lucca with a male elf a friend and I created as part of a story; things totally changed. Lucca did NOT like any of my male dolls. Infact she kneed Kanoa, shoved Ardus (who was once Zalta and is still... continuing to have multiple personality syndrome), and pretty much kept herself clear of any male in my dolly family. When Peavie came into the picture Lucca never wanted to let go.
My heart never ever wants to let go of Trisha either.
Well... Now that I ranted FOREVER.... Haunted dolls... yeh. Mine are definitely something. If the radar is picking up something in them, there has to be something there right? Of course the radar could not be functioning properly but it does do things that are heavily interesting and surprising to say the least. The fact that it has words that pop up when it detects something is crazy. And it said a word "personal" when i got the radar close to Peavie and Lucca. That... was interesting.
If you have an ipod touch or I phone... give it a try and buy the application. There are free versions of it as well though in the itunes App store.
Now that i just watched a weird ass movie on Syfy... Called Perkins 14.... I am gonna go get my ass to bed. @_@ That was just weird.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Needing Time for my Dollies...
My blog.... is NOW designed the way I want it to be. Its simple... and it looks nice. I love my logo. I also redid my logo for Jalapeno Sweets. It was time for a change, ya know.
Money is exceptionally tight right now and finding a job hasn't been easy either. I do have an interview for Macy's, but I am REALLY not looking forward to working in that hell hole, but... if I get hired... I need the money. I get frazzled easy so I don't know what else to do. Im at my wits end and want to make money ya know? I also have a meeting tomorrow with a guy who does work from home sort of sales business. I am not so sure I want to do that either. What I do want... is to work at Aaron brothers. Something about working there just seems right. Its small staffed, no sales pressure, it just seems right. I am going to go in tomorrow after a meeting tomorrow. I'm telling the guy that I need to get back to him on this sales business thing, but since its all commission based I just don't think it is stable enough. Its heavily informal and way too sudden. It doesn't feel right in my bones.
I am going to offer digital services online through DOA for doll owners, however. I think people who have dolls need to have the logos and design to represent their stories and photos, or representation for themselves. I want it to be affordable too. I am going to get that up and going tonight. Since Feedblitz takes a while to update posts for people... this post was posted on June 10, 2010.
My arms hurt like helllll. I helped grandpa and Hunter carry up the old 1988 Big screen to upgrade my tv into a high Def one. OMG it was HEAVYYYY. I did not enjoy that one bit. Afterwards my arms were jello and waking today they were stiff and hurt. I could barely take a shower to scrub my scalp. It hurt so bad to raise my arms above my head.
Im going through my new channels on my box and I have this channel called Disney XD. They are playing Naruto Shippuden. Wtf. O_O Since when does Disney play Anime. Man I love the series though. I effing love Anime... especially ninjas... and um... I have an obsession with Naruto. >.> I CAN'T HELP IT!
Anyways... NOW i need to edit My Jalapeno Sweets Blog and add some more stuff to this one. I want to Add facebook updates somehow. We will see how that goes.
Money is exceptionally tight right now and finding a job hasn't been easy either. I do have an interview for Macy's, but I am REALLY not looking forward to working in that hell hole, but... if I get hired... I need the money. I get frazzled easy so I don't know what else to do. Im at my wits end and want to make money ya know? I also have a meeting tomorrow with a guy who does work from home sort of sales business. I am not so sure I want to do that either. What I do want... is to work at Aaron brothers. Something about working there just seems right. Its small staffed, no sales pressure, it just seems right. I am going to go in tomorrow after a meeting tomorrow. I'm telling the guy that I need to get back to him on this sales business thing, but since its all commission based I just don't think it is stable enough. Its heavily informal and way too sudden. It doesn't feel right in my bones.
I am going to offer digital services online through DOA for doll owners, however. I think people who have dolls need to have the logos and design to represent their stories and photos, or representation for themselves. I want it to be affordable too. I am going to get that up and going tonight. Since Feedblitz takes a while to update posts for people... this post was posted on June 10, 2010.
My arms hurt like helllll. I helped grandpa and Hunter carry up the old 1988 Big screen to upgrade my tv into a high Def one. OMG it was HEAVYYYY. I did not enjoy that one bit. Afterwards my arms were jello and waking today they were stiff and hurt. I could barely take a shower to scrub my scalp. It hurt so bad to raise my arms above my head.
Im going through my new channels on my box and I have this channel called Disney XD. They are playing Naruto Shippuden. Wtf. O_O Since when does Disney play Anime. Man I love the series though. I effing love Anime... especially ninjas... and um... I have an obsession with Naruto. >.> I CAN'T HELP IT!
Anyways... NOW i need to edit My Jalapeno Sweets Blog and add some more stuff to this one. I want to Add facebook updates somehow. We will see how that goes.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Doll Updates and Second Life Drama
DISCLAIMER: Do not read on if you are offended by cussing and bad words. IF you can handle it read on!
A lot of things have been going on and Im dead tired and going to take a nap. I thought my sleep schedule got all worked out, but it didn't last long.
Amongst dollieness I am an avid player of Second Life. Its like dressing digital dolls. Well... apparently the RP sim that I am apart of (Crossroads) have screwed my girlfriends best friend over and used me in the process. Not to mention her boyfriend also caused a good bit of shit too. Today was the last straw with everyone continually trying to bring it up when im just trying to enjoy my time AWAY from the sim and build my clothing. Well for fuck sake... I couldn't take it anymore. I snapped. Luv, PV's friend, was the one who got screwed over and everytime it came up no one ever brought up Luv like she didnt mean anything and that pissed me off. I finally just had it snapped with Sy and Drahana and said what about LUV? Luv owns everything. She is the leader of the Tremere. She owned Gothika and Beluved keep. They didn't even seem to fucking care. They didnt give a flying fuck about her. I was like wtf... I talked to Luv today wanting to know if she was going to go back to crossroads. She said she doesnt see herself going back there. I don't want to go back either and the only reason I stuck around... was for PV. I stayed for her. I dealt with the drama... dealt with the shitty ass rps that were there that made absolutely no sense. Its like a beginners RP sim. Nothing matters. Nothing is dark. Everyone whines. On top of that Guin was feigning ignorance and acting innocent like she didnt do shit. She acted like PV and Luv didnt bitch her out on Skype. Im sorry. I trust my girlfriend. She wont lie to me. I wont lie to her. Honesty is the best answer. Pitting others against one another for the sake of your own damn benefit is low and sick and just absolutely immature. Last damn straw. I am sure my girlfriend PV is going to be pissed... but I am not going to suffer and not build and enjoy myself on SL. I want to have fun. I want to enjoy myself. I dont want to sit there and play Perfect world the whole time. Its boring me. Like BADLY. She will be angry im sure for a long time... but you know this is my choice. There were many times I ignored them and they didn't continue to badger. Im done with that place. I don't want to go back. I am not going to be there and be unhappy. I don't know how many times to said to those trying to get answers from me that I was done talking about this and people kept bugging me. PV is so good at just not letting questions or anything get to her when she doesnt want to talk. Me? I am not so good at it. I tried. Drah and Sy didnt cause anything... but their lack of respect of Luv is like disrespecting PV. Guin and Rave? Oh ho ho.... They pulled the guilt trip of Wahhhh QQ im leaving SL im leaving XR. Im sitting there like. Dude... I dont fucking care. Im leaving. Have your shitty ass built sim. I don't want it. The badgering and pressure gets to me and I just cant take it anymore. Im done with the drama.
Now that i got that off my chest... and im sure im gonna have to explain myself later to PV.
As far as dollies.... Ive been writing more to the Peavie and Lucca chronicals... as well as taking pictures of the story with the characters. I need more spray for faceups. Yes I use Krylon Matte finish 1311. It actually works really well. Everyone gets emo about the acetone stuff... i looked up MR super clear... its got the same amount as Krylon and testors. Its not a big deal and people have used it before with no sideaffects. Now that im REALLLLLY tired now... I am going to put myself to bed for a nap and get up around the evening. I think im going to take two of my sleeping pills and go to bed early tonight rather than stay up. I want to be up in time for the anniversary tomorrow granted my Lover wont be mad at me for leaving. I just.... couldnt do it anymore... I should be happy to go on that game and enjoy myself... not getting stressed.
Anyways. Love you guys who actually read this... which is like what... one? LOL :)
<3 Sama
A lot of things have been going on and Im dead tired and going to take a nap. I thought my sleep schedule got all worked out, but it didn't last long.
Amongst dollieness I am an avid player of Second Life. Its like dressing digital dolls. Well... apparently the RP sim that I am apart of (Crossroads) have screwed my girlfriends best friend over and used me in the process. Not to mention her boyfriend also caused a good bit of shit too. Today was the last straw with everyone continually trying to bring it up when im just trying to enjoy my time AWAY from the sim and build my clothing. Well for fuck sake... I couldn't take it anymore. I snapped. Luv, PV's friend, was the one who got screwed over and everytime it came up no one ever brought up Luv like she didnt mean anything and that pissed me off. I finally just had it snapped with Sy and Drahana and said what about LUV? Luv owns everything. She is the leader of the Tremere. She owned Gothika and Beluved keep. They didn't even seem to fucking care. They didnt give a flying fuck about her. I was like wtf... I talked to Luv today wanting to know if she was going to go back to crossroads. She said she doesnt see herself going back there. I don't want to go back either and the only reason I stuck around... was for PV. I stayed for her. I dealt with the drama... dealt with the shitty ass rps that were there that made absolutely no sense. Its like a beginners RP sim. Nothing matters. Nothing is dark. Everyone whines. On top of that Guin was feigning ignorance and acting innocent like she didnt do shit. She acted like PV and Luv didnt bitch her out on Skype. Im sorry. I trust my girlfriend. She wont lie to me. I wont lie to her. Honesty is the best answer. Pitting others against one another for the sake of your own damn benefit is low and sick and just absolutely immature. Last damn straw. I am sure my girlfriend PV is going to be pissed... but I am not going to suffer and not build and enjoy myself on SL. I want to have fun. I want to enjoy myself. I dont want to sit there and play Perfect world the whole time. Its boring me. Like BADLY. She will be angry im sure for a long time... but you know this is my choice. There were many times I ignored them and they didn't continue to badger. Im done with that place. I don't want to go back. I am not going to be there and be unhappy. I don't know how many times to said to those trying to get answers from me that I was done talking about this and people kept bugging me. PV is so good at just not letting questions or anything get to her when she doesnt want to talk. Me? I am not so good at it. I tried. Drah and Sy didnt cause anything... but their lack of respect of Luv is like disrespecting PV. Guin and Rave? Oh ho ho.... They pulled the guilt trip of Wahhhh QQ im leaving SL im leaving XR. Im sitting there like. Dude... I dont fucking care. Im leaving. Have your shitty ass built sim. I don't want it. The badgering and pressure gets to me and I just cant take it anymore. Im done with the drama.
Now that i got that off my chest... and im sure im gonna have to explain myself later to PV.
As far as dollies.... Ive been writing more to the Peavie and Lucca chronicals... as well as taking pictures of the story with the characters. I need more spray for faceups. Yes I use Krylon Matte finish 1311. It actually works really well. Everyone gets emo about the acetone stuff... i looked up MR super clear... its got the same amount as Krylon and testors. Its not a big deal and people have used it before with no sideaffects. Now that im REALLLLLY tired now... I am going to put myself to bed for a nap and get up around the evening. I think im going to take two of my sleeping pills and go to bed early tonight rather than stay up. I want to be up in time for the anniversary tomorrow granted my Lover wont be mad at me for leaving. I just.... couldnt do it anymore... I should be happy to go on that game and enjoy myself... not getting stressed.
Anyways. Love you guys who actually read this... which is like what... one? LOL :)
<3 Sama
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Lucca and Peavie Meet
Disclaimer: This is still in edit mode and I am stilllllll trying to write more! I thought it would be fun to share this with everyone so that they can see what is up between these two!
Days pass one after the other. She had met a few people of crossroads but found her self still far to shy and distressed to connect further with anyone else. She was shy... nervous even. The blond named Aliantha would gaze at her, eyeing her curves and body movements here and there. She only went there for a little while into the tavern, to draw, sketch, eat, and then it was off to explore and back to the inn to sleep. There was no escaping her gaze in the tavern, never. As she finished a sketch, she sighed a bit blushing and set the till for her soup and tea on the counter before venturing off. She left with no words. The eyes… were still all upon her.
Her legs brushed up against the fabric and lace of her skirts as she briskly continued down the stone path past rows and rows of stone buildings. As she traveled along, she came across beautiful greenery, trees and plants that blossomed; the land beyond the city of crossroads. What it was called, she didn't know. All she knew was if felt of magic, felt safe, and welcoming. Hours and hours passed and she didn’t realize the time. Frantic and tired, her heart lurched in agony at leaving the area when it was time to rest to go back to the daunting inn. Even just as she was leaving she saw the graveyard. Cemeteries continued to be a place of inspiration and calm for her. Perhaps it was because she spoke with the dead that stayed behind, or perhaps she got the most peace she ever did when she lived in the palace.
She sighed as she began to get off the stone seat she was sitting upon and began moving back to town, back to the daunting inn. It was a horrendous place. It barely had people residing there. From time to time she would hear screams or muffled cries for help as she lay there in her own bed. The bed was stiff and just as brooding as the room itself. Despite the cries for help she never once got up out of her bed to investigate or to help.
As she moved to the wood bridge on the dock the hair on the back of her neck began to stand on end. There was a horrendous feeling behind her, a feeling of eyes watching her from behind. Quickly she whirled around and saw absolutely nothing. A cold breeze sent chills up her satin gown and blew her blond silvery locks about her shoulders. Quickly her hand shot up to adjust her monocle. Her eyes scanned the trees, shadows, and whatever was in between; still nothing. Fearful for her safety she moved quickly to town for the need of being surrounded by others. Still in a shy state she wandered to the tavern and walked briskly past the door to the seats by the water. There were people inside, and Aliantha. There was no way she wanted to be approached and stared at again. She just wanted to be alone. It was better this way since she can keep an eye on herself and if something bad did happen, they would hear her scream. Despite being tired, she just didn’t want to venture back inside the Inn. She didn’t feel tired enough to fall fast asleep before hearing the sounds the place made. With a shuffle, she slowly sat against the metal grated seat that faced the water.
The ripples of blue swirled and tossed against the sides of the stone walls made for the man made waterways. A few stray green leaves flitted to the water and cascaded down the waterway slowly and delicately. Her eyes watched them as they disappeared into the shadows, never to be seen again. Perhaps that is what she did to herself. She rescued herself from a hell of a life and ran to the shadows. Perhaps only literally; the townspeople talked a lot about the place being cursed in darkness, never once seeing the sun. She wondered why town was that way, but she didn’t dwell on it. She did notice that morning would come about and darkness would still sit in the sky. She was starting to miss the sun. In the shadows, however, she could hide forever. Granted she could hide as long as they didn’t come after her.
By the water she did not dare venture any closer, she just sat there. There was the fear of falling in and drowning loomed. Angrily she shifted on the iron seat; angry with herself for not knowing how to swim, and angry for not being able to stick up for herself against the dangers that would follow her. Weakness, fear, and the lack of knowledge plagued her making things harder and harder for her to travel on her own. She was also angry with the fact that she was far too shy to speak to anyone. Being new was horrible and suffocating. Her corset cinched against her chest constricting her breath. She didn’t realize she had held her breath as she sat there. Gasping she collected herself and slumped against the metal seat more, her head draping against the back of the bench. The trees leaves rustled against one another
As she sat there she had the feeling of being watched again. Nervously her hands began to ring through her dress trying to see whatever it was that was watching her out of the corner of her eyes. Nothing was seemingly there. Frantic and distressed she shot up. Had they come for her already? How had they found her so fast? Quickly she jolted upward and promptly felt her body ram into someone. A squeak escaped her lips and looked up with wide and fearful eyes only to see amber orbs and semi unkempt auburn brown hair attached to an unfamiliar face looking down at her with no expression at all. Lucca stammered a few times before the brown haired individual smiled, easing a bit of her fears.
A gruff strong and prominent voice called out to her, "You okay?"
Her heart beat in her chest over and over again, a pounding sensation pulsing through all of her veins. She stammered again gazing into the strangers eyes. Finally she was able to utter outward to her, “I Uh… yes… Yes I am okay…”
The stranger smiled back at her wider, the eyes glimmering in the moonlight, almost glowing. The prominent voice came out at her again, “Good. You… look new. I haven’t seen you before in town. When did you arrive?”
Lucca looked up a bit taken back and then continued, “I arrived only the other day. “I just haven’t met anyone yet really. No one has been very friendly and the place isn’t exactly very cheerful.” Her eyes looked downward remembering getting off the boat. It was dark and forlorn, like she was a shining beacon trying to shine brightly in the darkness that resided there. Then she had to hide off into the shadows to protect her self. Slowly day by day… her light began to fade. If only she knew… others saw her light even when she didn’t.
“Ah! So you are new! Welcome to Crossroads….er… I am Peavie. And you are?”
Lucca looked up quickly, the cheerful disposition from the stranger throwing her off guard. “I Uh… Oh! Um… I am Lucca. Nice to meet you.” She said finally smiling.
The individual smiled broader. “Nice to make your acquaintance as well, Miss Lucca.”
Lucca laughed a little. “You know sir; I am not used to being addressed in such a way.”
Peavie chuckled and crossed their arms across their chest. “You aren’t used to being addressed as the lady that you are?”
“Well no. As I said…No one has been very nice to me.” She said leaning against the stone railing. Peavie’s eyes began to waver, following her curves, eying her breasts, imagining her legs underneath the satin skirts. Slowly the smile grew more devious as the eyes began memorizing her body. Lucca noticed the silence and looked over quickly noticing the gaze on her bustle. Her eyes twinkled slightly and shifted snapping the attention of Peavie. Peavie stammered quickly coughing and trying to cover their meandering eyes, “I uh… was admiring the details of the motifs in the textiles of your skirts. The bustle is… very pretty, especially the intricacies of the lace and ruffles.”
Peavie’s hand reached over and trailed the soft fabric against her bustle, nearing Lucca’s bottom. Lucca held her breath slightly and looked down at Peavie’s hand. Their gazes met and Peavie happened to move closer to her. Lucca’s breath became slow and her heart began to beat hard in her chest as Peavie’s body brushed up against hers.
‘I Uh…” Lucca breathed softly.
Peavie smiled down at her. Lucca adjusted her monocle and felt her cheeks go red and her heart rush even faster. “Dear me… I called you sir…you’re very much a MISS!” She gasped.
Peavie smiled and chuckled lightly leaning against the railing nonchalantly, her hip brushing up against Lucca’s skirts. “I am mistaken for a man quite often Lucca, it doesn’t bother me.” Her eyes twinkled back at Lucca as she looked to her.
Lucca began to trail her eyes along Peavie’s body watching her leather clad curves. Her heeled boots clacking here and there as she shifted. Peavie noticed her looking, but didn’t say anything. If anything everyone looked at her that way. She couldn’t deny that she was amazingly hot and attractive. Peavie had every girl who liked women swooning over her. She was indeed considered the “ladies man.” The men in town hated her for it. Having Lucca eye her body this way only fueled Peavie’s desire to pursue this one standing next to her. She chuckled softly pushing the back of her leather jacket behind her hips trying to give her more of a show of her body. As expected, Lucca’s eyes began to stare at her hips, her mouth agape in a bit of shock. Peavie smiled and began to undress Lucca with her eyes as she spoke. “So Miss, what brings you to Crossroads?”
Luca looked upward and locked her gaze back with Peavie’s amorous brown orbs. Softly she spoke after collecting herself, “I ran away from home. I managed to hide on a ship that was on its way here, and that is how I ended up in this town. I guess I can move on to other places… I can only assume we are in Europe. I just don’t know enough about the world outside of where I lived to get an idea of where to go, or what to do.” Lucca’s eyes tore away and began to watch the water billow down the stream. “I just don’t know where life will take me right now. I guess I am just… living. I have the freedom to do anything.”
Peavie listened to her quietly and began to ponder why exactly she ran away from home. She mentioned freedom. A girl of her stature surely had more freedom than most of the people in town had. What could possibly be in her way of living? Peavie wanted to ask her more questions, but she could tell the girl was tired, her aura and her eyes were telling her so.
“Lucca? Are you staying in the Inn?” Peavie asked.
“Yes I am. Why do you ask?”
“Do you think its safe there?”
“Well… No.” Lucca replied plainly, hiding her concern for the place.
Peavie watched her carefully, reading her thoughts without her knowing. Apparently Lucca was afraid to go back and wasn’t sleeping at night. She was forcing herself from actually sleeping out of fear. Peavie had a sense of worry now. Lucca was new, and she had a sense of naïveté. She didn’t seem to look like she knew what she was doing. There was a loss in her eyes, fear, worry, and so much more. Peavie…wanted to help her in some way. Someone as beautiful as she was would surely be targets for many people in town. Perhaps Lucca would need to worry about her more than anything.
Peavie shifted and moved up closer to Lucca and slowly loomed and hovered over her. Lucca gasped a little and twisted so that her back was to the railing and pressing up against it uncomfortably. Peavie looked down at her with a basic starry eyed look, gazing into her eyes. Panic arose in Lucca and she whimpered a little unsure of Peavie’s intentions, “Wha-What are you doing?”
Peavie’s face inched towards Lucca’s face till she was mere inches away from her. Lucca swooned slightly smelling the soft feminine cologne against her skin. Lucca’s eyes shot up and locked with Peavie’s. Her eyes were glowing as she moved closer and closer. She felt Peavie press up against her and her heart began to pulse; the blood pumping in her veins. There was a rhythmic pulse in her body; the sounds around her faded to nothing except the thumping of the blood rushing into her ears and the sound of her breathing. Her mind started to race with fear and intrigue all at once. What was she to do now?
Peavie’s leather clad body pressed up against Lucca’s and she had a hard time keeping herself in control. Her senses were on fire, and Lucca’s scent was just so appetizing. She smelled of sweet Sakura blossoms. Peavie began to salivate secretly but didn’t do anything about it, fighting her urge to feed. There was something else keeping her back too. Something told her in time she would have a taste. Peavie growled a little as if she was on the prowl. She smiled as her hands slowly began to wrap around Lucca’s waist and keep her steady.
“Please…don’t…. I…” Lucca shook and stammered.
Peavie froze a second hearing her plea. She blinked a few times trying to understand what Lucca was trying to say in reaction. A chuckle escaped her lips when she discovered what she had done and what it was coming across to Lucca. “Forgive me…” Peavie breathed as she pulled away.
Lucca sighed in relief, but something wasn’t right. As Peavie pulled from her and turned the railing along the edge of the water broke and Lucca cried out feeling her fall backwards. Fear surged in her as she reached out to stop herself and the fear of drowning but failed. Peavie heard her cry out and quickly turned only to see Lucca fall backwards about to plummet into the water. Something told her that if she didn’t save her something bad would happen. With inhuman speed Peavie flashed to Lucca and quickly grabbed her and flickered back with Lucca in her arms. She landed with a thud with one knee on the ground holding her protectively. Peavie breathed in deeply looking at the broken railing and went to look back at Lucca only to find the blond haired girl clinging and shaking against her. Peavie smiled feeling her soft skin along her neck from Lucca holding on to her. Peavie tried to pull away from Lucca, but for some reason the girl just didn’t want to let go. Softly she chuckled and spoke into her elegant and long ears, “Lucca…Are you alright?”
Lucca pulled back slightly with her arms still wrapped around Peavie’s neck and looked up at her blushing. Peavie smiled looking into her beautiful eyes. Lucca couldn’t find the words to say as she looked at her. “Lucca?” Peavie repeated.
“I- Yes I am, thank you so much.” She breathed.
Peavie swooned a little smelling the strong hint of mint and sakura waft into her face. She blinked a few times before asking another question, “Why were you so afraid of falling anyways?” Peavie hadn’t read her mind as she was falling backwards; all that was on her mind was to save her.
Lucca looked away for a second and looked at the dismembered railing before looking back and replied, “I can’t swim. I would drown.”
Peavie’s heart sank as she looked at her. Her arms tightened around Lucca as she stood still cradling her in her arms. Lucca looked at Peavie and wondered if she was too heavy. “You can let me down now.” Her voice shook as she replied.
Peavie shook her head, “No…You are light as a feather. Besides… this town isn’t safe for someone of your stature.”
“What do you mean?” She asked worriedly as Peavie started to walk towards the beautiful green pastures she remembered seeing earlier. Lucca also noticed several women staring at Peavie with jealousy in their eyes. She even felt the gaze of Aliantha from the tavern as Peavie carried her past.
“You’re beautiful.” She said matter of fact. “Everyone would notice you easily and those with bad intentions would follow you wherever you went to get what they want out of you. It’s not a safe town here Miss Lucca. It’s full of darkness, vampires, even monsters and other creatures.”
Days pass one after the other. She had met a few people of crossroads but found her self still far to shy and distressed to connect further with anyone else. She was shy... nervous even. The blond named Aliantha would gaze at her, eyeing her curves and body movements here and there. She only went there for a little while into the tavern, to draw, sketch, eat, and then it was off to explore and back to the inn to sleep. There was no escaping her gaze in the tavern, never. As she finished a sketch, she sighed a bit blushing and set the till for her soup and tea on the counter before venturing off. She left with no words. The eyes… were still all upon her.
Her legs brushed up against the fabric and lace of her skirts as she briskly continued down the stone path past rows and rows of stone buildings. As she traveled along, she came across beautiful greenery, trees and plants that blossomed; the land beyond the city of crossroads. What it was called, she didn't know. All she knew was if felt of magic, felt safe, and welcoming. Hours and hours passed and she didn’t realize the time. Frantic and tired, her heart lurched in agony at leaving the area when it was time to rest to go back to the daunting inn. Even just as she was leaving she saw the graveyard. Cemeteries continued to be a place of inspiration and calm for her. Perhaps it was because she spoke with the dead that stayed behind, or perhaps she got the most peace she ever did when she lived in the palace.
She sighed as she began to get off the stone seat she was sitting upon and began moving back to town, back to the daunting inn. It was a horrendous place. It barely had people residing there. From time to time she would hear screams or muffled cries for help as she lay there in her own bed. The bed was stiff and just as brooding as the room itself. Despite the cries for help she never once got up out of her bed to investigate or to help.
As she moved to the wood bridge on the dock the hair on the back of her neck began to stand on end. There was a horrendous feeling behind her, a feeling of eyes watching her from behind. Quickly she whirled around and saw absolutely nothing. A cold breeze sent chills up her satin gown and blew her blond silvery locks about her shoulders. Quickly her hand shot up to adjust her monocle. Her eyes scanned the trees, shadows, and whatever was in between; still nothing. Fearful for her safety she moved quickly to town for the need of being surrounded by others. Still in a shy state she wandered to the tavern and walked briskly past the door to the seats by the water. There were people inside, and Aliantha. There was no way she wanted to be approached and stared at again. She just wanted to be alone. It was better this way since she can keep an eye on herself and if something bad did happen, they would hear her scream. Despite being tired, she just didn’t want to venture back inside the Inn. She didn’t feel tired enough to fall fast asleep before hearing the sounds the place made. With a shuffle, she slowly sat against the metal grated seat that faced the water.
The ripples of blue swirled and tossed against the sides of the stone walls made for the man made waterways. A few stray green leaves flitted to the water and cascaded down the waterway slowly and delicately. Her eyes watched them as they disappeared into the shadows, never to be seen again. Perhaps that is what she did to herself. She rescued herself from a hell of a life and ran to the shadows. Perhaps only literally; the townspeople talked a lot about the place being cursed in darkness, never once seeing the sun. She wondered why town was that way, but she didn’t dwell on it. She did notice that morning would come about and darkness would still sit in the sky. She was starting to miss the sun. In the shadows, however, she could hide forever. Granted she could hide as long as they didn’t come after her.
By the water she did not dare venture any closer, she just sat there. There was the fear of falling in and drowning loomed. Angrily she shifted on the iron seat; angry with herself for not knowing how to swim, and angry for not being able to stick up for herself against the dangers that would follow her. Weakness, fear, and the lack of knowledge plagued her making things harder and harder for her to travel on her own. She was also angry with the fact that she was far too shy to speak to anyone. Being new was horrible and suffocating. Her corset cinched against her chest constricting her breath. She didn’t realize she had held her breath as she sat there. Gasping she collected herself and slumped against the metal seat more, her head draping against the back of the bench. The trees leaves rustled against one another
As she sat there she had the feeling of being watched again. Nervously her hands began to ring through her dress trying to see whatever it was that was watching her out of the corner of her eyes. Nothing was seemingly there. Frantic and distressed she shot up. Had they come for her already? How had they found her so fast? Quickly she jolted upward and promptly felt her body ram into someone. A squeak escaped her lips and looked up with wide and fearful eyes only to see amber orbs and semi unkempt auburn brown hair attached to an unfamiliar face looking down at her with no expression at all. Lucca stammered a few times before the brown haired individual smiled, easing a bit of her fears.
A gruff strong and prominent voice called out to her, "You okay?"
Her heart beat in her chest over and over again, a pounding sensation pulsing through all of her veins. She stammered again gazing into the strangers eyes. Finally she was able to utter outward to her, “I Uh… yes… Yes I am okay…”
The stranger smiled back at her wider, the eyes glimmering in the moonlight, almost glowing. The prominent voice came out at her again, “Good. You… look new. I haven’t seen you before in town. When did you arrive?”
Lucca looked up a bit taken back and then continued, “I arrived only the other day. “I just haven’t met anyone yet really. No one has been very friendly and the place isn’t exactly very cheerful.” Her eyes looked downward remembering getting off the boat. It was dark and forlorn, like she was a shining beacon trying to shine brightly in the darkness that resided there. Then she had to hide off into the shadows to protect her self. Slowly day by day… her light began to fade. If only she knew… others saw her light even when she didn’t.
“Ah! So you are new! Welcome to Crossroads….er… I am Peavie. And you are?”
Lucca looked up quickly, the cheerful disposition from the stranger throwing her off guard. “I Uh… Oh! Um… I am Lucca. Nice to meet you.” She said finally smiling.
The individual smiled broader. “Nice to make your acquaintance as well, Miss Lucca.”
Lucca laughed a little. “You know sir; I am not used to being addressed in such a way.”
Peavie chuckled and crossed their arms across their chest. “You aren’t used to being addressed as the lady that you are?”
“Well no. As I said…No one has been very nice to me.” She said leaning against the stone railing. Peavie’s eyes began to waver, following her curves, eying her breasts, imagining her legs underneath the satin skirts. Slowly the smile grew more devious as the eyes began memorizing her body. Lucca noticed the silence and looked over quickly noticing the gaze on her bustle. Her eyes twinkled slightly and shifted snapping the attention of Peavie. Peavie stammered quickly coughing and trying to cover their meandering eyes, “I uh… was admiring the details of the motifs in the textiles of your skirts. The bustle is… very pretty, especially the intricacies of the lace and ruffles.”
Peavie’s hand reached over and trailed the soft fabric against her bustle, nearing Lucca’s bottom. Lucca held her breath slightly and looked down at Peavie’s hand. Their gazes met and Peavie happened to move closer to her. Lucca’s breath became slow and her heart began to beat hard in her chest as Peavie’s body brushed up against hers.
‘I Uh…” Lucca breathed softly.
Peavie smiled down at her. Lucca adjusted her monocle and felt her cheeks go red and her heart rush even faster. “Dear me… I called you sir…you’re very much a MISS!” She gasped.
Peavie smiled and chuckled lightly leaning against the railing nonchalantly, her hip brushing up against Lucca’s skirts. “I am mistaken for a man quite often Lucca, it doesn’t bother me.” Her eyes twinkled back at Lucca as she looked to her.
Lucca began to trail her eyes along Peavie’s body watching her leather clad curves. Her heeled boots clacking here and there as she shifted. Peavie noticed her looking, but didn’t say anything. If anything everyone looked at her that way. She couldn’t deny that she was amazingly hot and attractive. Peavie had every girl who liked women swooning over her. She was indeed considered the “ladies man.” The men in town hated her for it. Having Lucca eye her body this way only fueled Peavie’s desire to pursue this one standing next to her. She chuckled softly pushing the back of her leather jacket behind her hips trying to give her more of a show of her body. As expected, Lucca’s eyes began to stare at her hips, her mouth agape in a bit of shock. Peavie smiled and began to undress Lucca with her eyes as she spoke. “So Miss, what brings you to Crossroads?”
Luca looked upward and locked her gaze back with Peavie’s amorous brown orbs. Softly she spoke after collecting herself, “I ran away from home. I managed to hide on a ship that was on its way here, and that is how I ended up in this town. I guess I can move on to other places… I can only assume we are in Europe. I just don’t know enough about the world outside of where I lived to get an idea of where to go, or what to do.” Lucca’s eyes tore away and began to watch the water billow down the stream. “I just don’t know where life will take me right now. I guess I am just… living. I have the freedom to do anything.”
Peavie listened to her quietly and began to ponder why exactly she ran away from home. She mentioned freedom. A girl of her stature surely had more freedom than most of the people in town had. What could possibly be in her way of living? Peavie wanted to ask her more questions, but she could tell the girl was tired, her aura and her eyes were telling her so.
“Lucca? Are you staying in the Inn?” Peavie asked.
“Yes I am. Why do you ask?”
“Do you think its safe there?”
“Well… No.” Lucca replied plainly, hiding her concern for the place.
Peavie watched her carefully, reading her thoughts without her knowing. Apparently Lucca was afraid to go back and wasn’t sleeping at night. She was forcing herself from actually sleeping out of fear. Peavie had a sense of worry now. Lucca was new, and she had a sense of naïveté. She didn’t seem to look like she knew what she was doing. There was a loss in her eyes, fear, worry, and so much more. Peavie…wanted to help her in some way. Someone as beautiful as she was would surely be targets for many people in town. Perhaps Lucca would need to worry about her more than anything.
Peavie shifted and moved up closer to Lucca and slowly loomed and hovered over her. Lucca gasped a little and twisted so that her back was to the railing and pressing up against it uncomfortably. Peavie looked down at her with a basic starry eyed look, gazing into her eyes. Panic arose in Lucca and she whimpered a little unsure of Peavie’s intentions, “Wha-What are you doing?”
Peavie’s face inched towards Lucca’s face till she was mere inches away from her. Lucca swooned slightly smelling the soft feminine cologne against her skin. Lucca’s eyes shot up and locked with Peavie’s. Her eyes were glowing as she moved closer and closer. She felt Peavie press up against her and her heart began to pulse; the blood pumping in her veins. There was a rhythmic pulse in her body; the sounds around her faded to nothing except the thumping of the blood rushing into her ears and the sound of her breathing. Her mind started to race with fear and intrigue all at once. What was she to do now?
Peavie’s leather clad body pressed up against Lucca’s and she had a hard time keeping herself in control. Her senses were on fire, and Lucca’s scent was just so appetizing. She smelled of sweet Sakura blossoms. Peavie began to salivate secretly but didn’t do anything about it, fighting her urge to feed. There was something else keeping her back too. Something told her in time she would have a taste. Peavie growled a little as if she was on the prowl. She smiled as her hands slowly began to wrap around Lucca’s waist and keep her steady.
“Please…don’t…. I…” Lucca shook and stammered.
Peavie froze a second hearing her plea. She blinked a few times trying to understand what Lucca was trying to say in reaction. A chuckle escaped her lips when she discovered what she had done and what it was coming across to Lucca. “Forgive me…” Peavie breathed as she pulled away.
Lucca sighed in relief, but something wasn’t right. As Peavie pulled from her and turned the railing along the edge of the water broke and Lucca cried out feeling her fall backwards. Fear surged in her as she reached out to stop herself and the fear of drowning but failed. Peavie heard her cry out and quickly turned only to see Lucca fall backwards about to plummet into the water. Something told her that if she didn’t save her something bad would happen. With inhuman speed Peavie flashed to Lucca and quickly grabbed her and flickered back with Lucca in her arms. She landed with a thud with one knee on the ground holding her protectively. Peavie breathed in deeply looking at the broken railing and went to look back at Lucca only to find the blond haired girl clinging and shaking against her. Peavie smiled feeling her soft skin along her neck from Lucca holding on to her. Peavie tried to pull away from Lucca, but for some reason the girl just didn’t want to let go. Softly she chuckled and spoke into her elegant and long ears, “Lucca…Are you alright?”
Lucca pulled back slightly with her arms still wrapped around Peavie’s neck and looked up at her blushing. Peavie smiled looking into her beautiful eyes. Lucca couldn’t find the words to say as she looked at her. “Lucca?” Peavie repeated.
“I- Yes I am, thank you so much.” She breathed.
Peavie swooned a little smelling the strong hint of mint and sakura waft into her face. She blinked a few times before asking another question, “Why were you so afraid of falling anyways?” Peavie hadn’t read her mind as she was falling backwards; all that was on her mind was to save her.
Lucca looked away for a second and looked at the dismembered railing before looking back and replied, “I can’t swim. I would drown.”
Peavie’s heart sank as she looked at her. Her arms tightened around Lucca as she stood still cradling her in her arms. Lucca looked at Peavie and wondered if she was too heavy. “You can let me down now.” Her voice shook as she replied.
Peavie shook her head, “No…You are light as a feather. Besides… this town isn’t safe for someone of your stature.”
“What do you mean?” She asked worriedly as Peavie started to walk towards the beautiful green pastures she remembered seeing earlier. Lucca also noticed several women staring at Peavie with jealousy in their eyes. She even felt the gaze of Aliantha from the tavern as Peavie carried her past.
“You’re beautiful.” She said matter of fact. “Everyone would notice you easily and those with bad intentions would follow you wherever you went to get what they want out of you. It’s not a safe town here Miss Lucca. It’s full of darkness, vampires, even monsters and other creatures.”
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Dolls leaving and Dolls entering!
I have told some of my good friends either via texts or messages on facebook and deviantart that I am getting two new dollies to the family.
There has a been a doll from Soom that I have wanted forever. I absolutely LOVED Euclase, but I missed the chance to get him, even through someone selling him. Well I get a link from my friend Shelby and she shows me the new Soom Galena. I went O M G. I went onto the site and checked it out. I couldn't help but go omg... I bought the Grey skin with wig and eyes and face up. I couldn't help it. She had beautiful winged arms and birdy feets! So she will be arriving soon since I just freaking paid for all of her. Freaking 1K. DX That includes the shipping though so luckily it only cost like 900 something.
I have always been a huge fan of Dollzone and huge fan of souldoll. Two Dollzones will be leaving my house however. But one Souldoll will be entering the house. Two days after ordering the Galena I show my gma a blue souldoll Celina. Her eyes bulged and she just out right said in my surprise that I should get her. O_O This threw me off a little, but... I ended up layawaying her. My gma loved her so much and I thought she was so interesting! So two new dolls to the family and two leaving... hopefully. One, Lucious, will be making its way to Shelby for sure. Shes dead set on getting him. I went ahead and hot glue sueded him for her too and he poses a lot better. Jacob on the other hand... not sure if he is going to make it to Misty or not. She hasn't really dedicated herself to get him for money reasons. I hate that excuse. If she doesnt have the money for him for mid January.... I am selling him on Den of Angels. I know no one in the doll group would be interested in him. All of us are all into our own little companies and sculpts ^^;
I do have the character ideas for the bird doll coming in. She will be Izula, a character I made a while back. The doll sculpt was just screaming that it was her. And I will be able to hash out more details when she comes too!
As for what I am working on now... I am making a BJD book of my characters. The book will be sold on blurb and will have photos of my dolls as well as their character information.
Im tired cause the sleepy pill is kicking in. Sooooo nigh night!
There has a been a doll from Soom that I have wanted forever. I absolutely LOVED Euclase, but I missed the chance to get him, even through someone selling him. Well I get a link from my friend Shelby and she shows me the new Soom Galena. I went O M G. I went onto the site and checked it out. I couldn't help but go omg... I bought the Grey skin with wig and eyes and face up. I couldn't help it. She had beautiful winged arms and birdy feets! So she will be arriving soon since I just freaking paid for all of her. Freaking 1K. DX That includes the shipping though so luckily it only cost like 900 something.
I have always been a huge fan of Dollzone and huge fan of souldoll. Two Dollzones will be leaving my house however. But one Souldoll will be entering the house. Two days after ordering the Galena I show my gma a blue souldoll Celina. Her eyes bulged and she just out right said in my surprise that I should get her. O_O This threw me off a little, but... I ended up layawaying her. My gma loved her so much and I thought she was so interesting! So two new dolls to the family and two leaving... hopefully. One, Lucious, will be making its way to Shelby for sure. Shes dead set on getting him. I went ahead and hot glue sueded him for her too and he poses a lot better. Jacob on the other hand... not sure if he is going to make it to Misty or not. She hasn't really dedicated herself to get him for money reasons. I hate that excuse. If she doesnt have the money for him for mid January.... I am selling him on Den of Angels. I know no one in the doll group would be interested in him. All of us are all into our own little companies and sculpts ^^;
I do have the character ideas for the bird doll coming in. She will be Izula, a character I made a while back. The doll sculpt was just screaming that it was her. And I will be able to hash out more details when she comes too!
As for what I am working on now... I am making a BJD book of my characters. The book will be sold on blurb and will have photos of my dolls as well as their character information.
Im tired cause the sleepy pill is kicking in. Sooooo nigh night!
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Dolly Update and MORE!
On the front page I updated my Dolly list! So you will see there are some new additions to the list and some changes coming. Had some hard time trying to figure out what to do with my Ivan, but I figured out what I am going to do with him. :) Since i can't actually make the story I want to happen in the growing story I am in, I plan on making my own sort of branch and creative venue with my dolls and their stories as well. I was originally going to have him be Mateem, but after trying to see what he was and playing with him more and more, he was elusive, evil almost, and possessive. Something that didn't fit one of many of Mateems personalitys. I should know... Mateem is crazy and a shape shifter and allllll over the place. So I had to scratch that. Finally he (DZ Ivan) communicated to me what he was.
My Ivan is going to become a banshee, like Lucca, but hes going to be the prince that was meant to marry her, but never will because she belongs with someone else! >:) That someone else... I will leave you all to interpret. Im going to be taking photos and getting back into the swing of doing my photostories again. I miss doing them and im sure my new dollies want to be spammed a bit around still.
***
Its funny how the universe works. My girlfriend turned out to be a dolly fanatic! Granted she plays with barbies, sews the clothes for them, does photos and stories like all other doll owners do, but really that’s all what we do as BJD owners. I have seen some other doll owners do the same thing. Its just so thrilling to have someone who will be there and understands DOLLS, Period! I have introduced her slowly to the ball jointed dolls and the infamous words “I will probably only ever buy one” came out of her mouth. AHAHAHAHAHA XD
I told her that will be short lived, and what I and mannnnny others have said before, but always ended up being the famous last words. As my friend Penny calls them, “Potatoe Chips”. Damn straight. It’s a tricky thing to avoid the lure of sexy and cute!! She hasn’t seen them in person, only in pictures. I’m sure once she sees them up close, play with them, and just get a feel for them, she will either decide yes or no to the ball jointed dolls.
Although since I am an all round doll lover in general….I’ve been looking at barbies… Yessss I have been sticking my nose into Barbie ville. Im avoiding them at the moment… I was looking at some cute ones, and had to RESIST temptation. I want to either save up for a fashion BJD. Not sure what kind, but I had a Domuya before…. And the heads… the faces… and the floppy ness… just didn’t work for me. And I rarely played with my Domuya, even with the fantastic flexy body and realistic posing they had. Haute Doll for the September/October issue had a feature article on the bodies and I kept finding myself wondering if I should of kept her or not. I loved my light tan Saisha… but I just didn’t play with her, and she was a pain in the ass to dress. :/ Gah Im having second thoughts and wondering if I should order her again someday… I have my heart set on a Sybarite. I know I know… some people call them transgendered crossdressers… but come on… I REALLLLLY like them still and they are fashion dolls. I’ve been wanting one for a while. Only problem is… I don’t know how to do fashion face ups very well on vinyl like dolls. That’s something I am still in the process of learning. IM still attached to my resin friends!
There is a dream doll… A Doll I want sooooo badly still. It’s a Dollmore Piece of winter, and shes limited to 10 in the damned world. I just checked in on her and shes still available. Its killing me cause I know shes getting down there in availability. I don’t have enough for her right now, especially since in the past three weeks I have bought TWO dolls. Yes.. It was my birthday… I splurged. BITE ME. I bought a B&G Aurora, and just on the 17th I got my second birthday present a Leeke Msd Lana. But yet im looking at cute ass Piece of Winter and im pining over her soooooooo badly. Shes gorgeous and shes been on my mind and heart ever since they came out with her. Shes got this gothic edge, but a sweetness to her and she is obviously a fashion doll.
I might sell Lucious. I KNOW THE BANE OF MY FAMILY HAS WRITHED. I love my bird man Luci… but… hes awkward now. I don’t really want to get his twin brother… I don’t want to get his partner, and well I have sort of given up on that story completely. Im going a different route. Valsera is a definite keeper. My mom bought her for me and shes very special. Sentimental value behind her,. Gabriel on the other hand… Eh… Not so sure about him anymore either. I was going to keep him since Alex was doing a story behind her DZ Yuu and her DZ Linlan, but now that she wants to sell them and have a troupe of Feilians, I am still planning to sell Gabiriel. Same with Joseph or as I have aptly named him “no name”. Arthurs wonderous floating head of doom may need a character change here too. Might sell Jacobs head without body and just give Arthur his body instead…. But im not sure. I have to reallllllly think about this. But That Piece of Winter is still… calling my name. Shes gorgeous… Im under the must make vampire lure. Gah everyone and their mother is doing vamps… but come on… Im taking a Vampire the masquerade approach to it. Something a bit different and with my own twists. And NOOOO Twilight has NOT made me WANT to DO vampires. I thought I would throw that out JUST INCASE.
Its time for me to put my ass to bed. Im like…. Sleepy as hell… and im groggy from the dust that has been floating around me lately. Been waking up sick too. Bleh. -_- At least I cleaned! I gotta! Girlfriend, I HOPE, will be arriving this week or next week. Shit is just all over the place right now for her and her mother, whom she takes care of, is paranoid about being alone. I think part of it is her too not wanting to leave her alone either. I don’t blame her. I have the same things sometimes with GMA.
OH! I forgot to mention… Im on… well Celexa. Its for social anxiety and depression. Its working wonders! I can actually sleep on this crap! And socially I have been getting back into swing with things. SLOWLY but surely I will be myself again. I mean I have always been myself, but there has been that missing element of me and my socializing. This shit is better than prozac. On Procrap I had no way of sleeping at night, I was restless, and I still had panic attacks. Granted yes I get lows still on celexa, but I am able to balance out my thought process with it better and calm down. Its been all over the place today tho. A lot of stuff on my mind. Its why I cleaned… kept my mind at ease and kept me from thinking about it. GAH im rambling and I do this when im TIRED LOLL. Night everyone… er… morning? :O
My Ivan is going to become a banshee, like Lucca, but hes going to be the prince that was meant to marry her, but never will because she belongs with someone else! >:) That someone else... I will leave you all to interpret. Im going to be taking photos and getting back into the swing of doing my photostories again. I miss doing them and im sure my new dollies want to be spammed a bit around still.
***
Its funny how the universe works. My girlfriend turned out to be a dolly fanatic! Granted she plays with barbies, sews the clothes for them, does photos and stories like all other doll owners do, but really that’s all what we do as BJD owners. I have seen some other doll owners do the same thing. Its just so thrilling to have someone who will be there and understands DOLLS, Period! I have introduced her slowly to the ball jointed dolls and the infamous words “I will probably only ever buy one” came out of her mouth. AHAHAHAHAHA XD
I told her that will be short lived, and what I and mannnnny others have said before, but always ended up being the famous last words. As my friend Penny calls them, “Potatoe Chips”. Damn straight. It’s a tricky thing to avoid the lure of sexy and cute!! She hasn’t seen them in person, only in pictures. I’m sure once she sees them up close, play with them, and just get a feel for them, she will either decide yes or no to the ball jointed dolls.
Although since I am an all round doll lover in general….I’ve been looking at barbies… Yessss I have been sticking my nose into Barbie ville. Im avoiding them at the moment… I was looking at some cute ones, and had to RESIST temptation. I want to either save up for a fashion BJD. Not sure what kind, but I had a Domuya before…. And the heads… the faces… and the floppy ness… just didn’t work for me. And I rarely played with my Domuya, even with the fantastic flexy body and realistic posing they had. Haute Doll for the September/October issue had a feature article on the bodies and I kept finding myself wondering if I should of kept her or not. I loved my light tan Saisha… but I just didn’t play with her, and she was a pain in the ass to dress. :/ Gah Im having second thoughts and wondering if I should order her again someday… I have my heart set on a Sybarite. I know I know… some people call them transgendered crossdressers… but come on… I REALLLLLY like them still and they are fashion dolls. I’ve been wanting one for a while. Only problem is… I don’t know how to do fashion face ups very well on vinyl like dolls. That’s something I am still in the process of learning. IM still attached to my resin friends!
There is a dream doll… A Doll I want sooooo badly still. It’s a Dollmore Piece of winter, and shes limited to 10 in the damned world. I just checked in on her and shes still available. Its killing me cause I know shes getting down there in availability. I don’t have enough for her right now, especially since in the past three weeks I have bought TWO dolls. Yes.. It was my birthday… I splurged. BITE ME. I bought a B&G Aurora, and just on the 17th I got my second birthday present a Leeke Msd Lana. But yet im looking at cute ass Piece of Winter and im pining over her soooooooo badly. Shes gorgeous and shes been on my mind and heart ever since they came out with her. Shes got this gothic edge, but a sweetness to her and she is obviously a fashion doll.
I might sell Lucious. I KNOW THE BANE OF MY FAMILY HAS WRITHED. I love my bird man Luci… but… hes awkward now. I don’t really want to get his twin brother… I don’t want to get his partner, and well I have sort of given up on that story completely. Im going a different route. Valsera is a definite keeper. My mom bought her for me and shes very special. Sentimental value behind her,. Gabriel on the other hand… Eh… Not so sure about him anymore either. I was going to keep him since Alex was doing a story behind her DZ Yuu and her DZ Linlan, but now that she wants to sell them and have a troupe of Feilians, I am still planning to sell Gabiriel. Same with Joseph or as I have aptly named him “no name”. Arthurs wonderous floating head of doom may need a character change here too. Might sell Jacobs head without body and just give Arthur his body instead…. But im not sure. I have to reallllllly think about this. But That Piece of Winter is still… calling my name. Shes gorgeous… Im under the must make vampire lure. Gah everyone and their mother is doing vamps… but come on… Im taking a Vampire the masquerade approach to it. Something a bit different and with my own twists. And NOOOO Twilight has NOT made me WANT to DO vampires. I thought I would throw that out JUST INCASE.
Its time for me to put my ass to bed. Im like…. Sleepy as hell… and im groggy from the dust that has been floating around me lately. Been waking up sick too. Bleh. -_- At least I cleaned! I gotta! Girlfriend, I HOPE, will be arriving this week or next week. Shit is just all over the place right now for her and her mother, whom she takes care of, is paranoid about being alone. I think part of it is her too not wanting to leave her alone either. I don’t blame her. I have the same things sometimes with GMA.
OH! I forgot to mention… Im on… well Celexa. Its for social anxiety and depression. Its working wonders! I can actually sleep on this crap! And socially I have been getting back into swing with things. SLOWLY but surely I will be myself again. I mean I have always been myself, but there has been that missing element of me and my socializing. This shit is better than prozac. On Procrap I had no way of sleeping at night, I was restless, and I still had panic attacks. Granted yes I get lows still on celexa, but I am able to balance out my thought process with it better and calm down. Its been all over the place today tho. A lot of stuff on my mind. Its why I cleaned… kept my mind at ease and kept me from thinking about it. GAH im rambling and I do this when im TIRED LOLL. Night everyone… er… morning? :O
Monday, January 26, 2009
My Dolls and Me...
...Are going to be infamous. Seriously. I forgot that when I did the brief competition with the rest of my classmates that the photographers there at the Art Directors Club of Denver took a picture of Freya who came along with me for the journey. :3 Ha ha XD Awesome. My classmates were like OMG YOUR DOLL WAS THERE! I was like YUP! XD. Seriously though, I am starting to get known by my dolls, which is pretty damn awesome. :3
http://adcdgraffiti.blogspot.com/2008/10/debrief-wrap-up.html
This was way back in October and our school (Metropolitan State College of Denver) was kicking ass. My group was a finalist, and two others with people from our design department were included in the mess. We didn't out right win, but I don't care. It was a great opportunity to help this awesome lady with getting attention to earn money for her organization.
More about the after effect of the brief: http://adcdgraffiti.blogspot.com/search?q=brief
OKAY! >_> I need to update this blog like WHOA and update the doll profiles and all that jazz.. There are ALOT of dolls not on here. For realz.
On the other hand I think I will be able to take the plunge and get my Mecha Angel Sabik Elf. I have to wait till the fifteenth of Feb to order him, but still! OMG YEY :3 YEY. Im excited. WEEE ZALTA. Ive been browsing and pricing and all that good stuff so I know what I will need for when he comes. I found great eyes from Safrin Eye that fit his character. I am getting his limited outfit so he will have clothes. I plan on making clothes for Mecha Angel boys now because the market on DOA is like DEAD for mecha angels. Its sad. Anyhoo. BOOTS BOOTS. Probably this wig as well. I am really picky about the wig though cause it has to be just right. And its rare to find wigs that aren't short enough, but long enough to fit his appearance. Soom had some nice wigs, but the ones i want are SOLD FREAKING OUT. @_@ Im still on the prowl for the right wig. I might find that one at DDE when he comes. The silverish grey one will be a wig for him of the future maybe. :3
I think that is it for now. Im gonna work on my story! :3 *hugs*
Sama
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
You have a Shot at Love are you Interested?
I have been plotting to make a dress inspired from Tila Tequila for a long time. So with the on going project runway for BJD contest sprung up with Evening wear, I delve in and took the opportunity to do so. :)
Inspiration: Okay. This is going to be cheesy and many people probably don't agree with what I like, but I like Tila Tequila. I really like her fancy style, how mod it is and the overall look she presents herself professionally. I am not talking about her modeling pictures, but when shes on the red carpet or out and about in public. She also has this kind of interesting style in how she dresses on her show that I envy. It's chic. I have been a watcher of her show on MTV for a while and I sort of wanted to make a tribute to her style.
Story: I titled this dress Confetti Dress because it looks like a dress a woman would wear on a night at a club and then traveling off to the next area in New York on New Years Eve to party down some more. I wanted something that would glitz up a scene where ever she may go. I always associate gold and glitz with celebs and New York. There is something about it being so sparkly that it reminds me of a party on New Years too. This dress ultimately is a Cocktail dress. Despite my story going with the New Years Eve Party, I think the dress can be worn anywhere the environment calls for.
Just a note. I did not sew this on the sewing machine. I completely hand sewed it with a needle a thread. I wanted to see if I could make an outfit completely Haute couture. There are no fasteners either. It slips right on to her and stays in place. Took a lot of altering to get it to do so... but it works how I envisioned it. I created the pattern myself as well by using paper towels and artist tape to create the right tight fit for the dress. Since my fabric was stretchy I didn't have to worry much. There are several rows of Fabric I hand Fringed myself and I sewed and used my jewelry skills to apply the chains and sequins to the dress. The Headpiece clips right into the wig. The silver Clip is not the head piece either. Its just there to keep her hair out of her face. The shoes and Stockings were not made by me. Shoes are Leeke World, and Stockings are Dollzone.
Model: Valsera Dollzone Megi Girl
Click on these links to see the larger size on my Flickr Account! :) Mind you they are large files at high res... so they may take a while for those who don't have a fast speed.
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Inspiration: Okay. This is going to be cheesy and many people probably don't agree with what I like, but I like Tila Tequila. I really like her fancy style, how mod it is and the overall look she presents herself professionally. I am not talking about her modeling pictures, but when shes on the red carpet or out and about in public. She also has this kind of interesting style in how she dresses on her show that I envy. It's chic. I have been a watcher of her show on MTV for a while and I sort of wanted to make a tribute to her style.
Story: I titled this dress Confetti Dress because it looks like a dress a woman would wear on a night at a club and then traveling off to the next area in New York on New Years Eve to party down some more. I wanted something that would glitz up a scene where ever she may go. I always associate gold and glitz with celebs and New York. There is something about it being so sparkly that it reminds me of a party on New Years too. This dress ultimately is a Cocktail dress. Despite my story going with the New Years Eve Party, I think the dress can be worn anywhere the environment calls for.Just a note. I did not sew this on the sewing machine. I completely hand sewed it with a needle a thread. I wanted to see if I could make an outfit completely Haute couture. There are no fasteners either. It slips right on to her and stays in place. Took a lot of altering to get it to do so... but it works how I envisioned it. I created the pattern myself as well by using paper towels and artist tape to create the right tight fit for the dress. Since my fabric was stretchy I didn't have to worry much. There are several rows of Fabric I hand Fringed myself and I sewed and used my jewelry skills to apply the chains and sequins to the dress. The Headpiece clips right into the wig. The silver Clip is not the head piece either. Its just there to keep her hair out of her face. The shoes and Stockings were not made by me. Shoes are Leeke World, and Stockings are Dollzone.
Model: Valsera Dollzone Megi Girl
Click on these links to see the larger size on my Flickr Account! :) Mind you they are large files at high res... so they may take a while for those who don't have a fast speed.
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Friday, March 14, 2008
Ruwen Makes a Debut
Ruwen sporting a Leekeworld wig. It used to have ponies, but I didn't like them because they made her look so little girl lolita, and Ruwen is very much a classic victorian woman, and slave. Cortesan posing for her master Kanoa for the Dominators:
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