Leandria Diphée
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Post by Leandria Diphée on Jul 29, 2010 16:48:58 GMT -5
leandria diphée --------------------Lea sat on one of the benches within the park, a sketch book sitting nicely on her lap, a blank page open with a gray
--------------------pencil tip gently brushing against the paper. After two years of solitude, which she didn't particularly mind, she figured it
--------------------was about time to actually leave her apartment during the time most of the other moonsteppers and werewolves
--------------------and whatnot came out. Lea was used to hanging out whenever the sun was going down, and typically she did her best
--------------------to seclude herself anyway. Rarely would somebody catch her at the academy or when she was on a twilight run
--------------------or something.
--------------------Now, to change that wasn't necessarily the purpose of this little sneak out to the park. Initially Lea had wanted to come
--------------------out and find something to sketch, hence the presence of her sketch book and pencil. After staring out your window for so
--------------------many days, searching for something new to draw, one kind of runs out of ideas. Usually things tend to come out more
--------------------during the day, or at least anything that she wouldn't see at Zanzibar, that dreadful place.
--------------------Zanzibar. The thought brought back the memory of her father, Xanzibe. Quickly Lea shook her head. She never was
--------------------one to love him. He'd dragged the family out to the dangerous island of Zanzibar for reasons she still simply could not
--------------------comprehend, and was also the one to suggest her terrible name, Leandria Timpanesque. She couldn't blame him for the
--------------------last part, Diphée, but that made it all the worse whenever he used his Spanish "ah eh ee oh oo" pronunciation to say
--------------------her full name. So instead of Leandria Timpanesque Diphée, it would sound like Lawn Dryer Tea Pot Is 'Kay The
--------------------Fay Uh. Ick. At least it wasn't too bad when her much more pleasurable mother Tessabelle said it in English.
--------------------Ooh, some form of nature. Instantly all of those previous, slightly apodemialgic thoughts evaporated, and
--------------------Lea began to doodle the butterfly which had seemed to quickly become the most peculiar thing she'd ever
--------------------seen.
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Post by Grayson Ryder on Jul 29, 2010 17:04:47 GMT -5
..;;::Grayson Ryder::;;.. Grayson was silently strolling through the park. Earlier that day, Amelia had scolded him for being such a hermit. She had claimed that if he didn't stop staring at his test tubes and clipboards, that's all he'd see when he closed his eyes. That wasn't too far from the trust, to be honest. All he could think about were his experiments, trying to finish them, starting new ones.... He shook his head, snorting softly under his breath. What a way to waste his life, he thought, staring up at the clouds. His blue eyes searched longingly for something; they didn't know what they were looking for, something, anything.... An answer. He chuckled at that. Yes, an answer would be nice. Shaking his head, his eyes lowered back to the ground. A breath silently blew out of his nose, and he kicked at a small pebble with his shiny black shoes. The pebble almost happily bounced off, causing him to wonder whether or not he was that repulsive. [o.c.c.: Sorry it's kind of short! and I can't get the stupid size right. >.>] |
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Post by Leandria Diphée on Jul 29, 2010 19:41:18 GMT -5
--------------------Lea glanced down at the newly created doodle on her sketch pad to discover she'd drawn a flying beetle of some sort.
--------------------Of course, this probably wasn't exactly what it looked like. All she did was quickly capture the outline of its form on the
--------------------paper, and then added details as they seemed fit, like keeping where the light hit its body white as it would slowly fade
--------------------to black on the rest of it, if that makes any sense. Now that she thought about it, it looked like a dragonfly had
--------------------cross bred with a cockroach. Awesome.
--------------------Soon something else caught her eye: a moving pebble, clicking against the ground beneath it. It almost seemed
--------------------to have a cheery hop to its movement, or at least from what Lea could tell once she'd trapped it in her sight. And
--------------------behind it was the cause of its movement: a man, surely a few years older than herself (though not too many). Lea
--------------------was revealed to see somebody other than herself here. She could have sworn there would have been some other
--------------------form of humanoid—or human—form of life at the park, as it was usually the kind of place people would want to go on a
--------------------decent day. Of course, she couldn't say that from experience, as Zanzibar was the last place you'd find a park, but who
--------------------in the world could resist nature at its public best?
--------------------Lea then felt something tickling her arm, only to find a large arachnid looking like it was about ready to constrict her arm
--------------------and disallow its blood flow. Any girl that hadn't lived in her part of Zanzibar for four plus years would have most certainly
--------------------found herself shrieking as she flailed her arms around in desperate search for help. This happened way too much during
--------------------her childhood, though, so all Lea did was rip it off of her limb and lightly dropped it onto the ground on the other side of
--------------------the bench, making sure it was facing the opposite direction before scooting back over to where she had originally been
--------------------sitting, and silently proceeded to give her sketch its final touches.
[It's okie dokie. xD Since the default size on here is two versus Twig's twelve, it does get confusing.] |
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Post by Grayson Ryder on Jul 29, 2010 21:16:21 GMT -5
I created the Sound of Madness.
Wrote the book on pain.
Somehow I'm still here,
To explain---
G.R.A.Y.S.O.N. R.Y.D.E.R. 
He'd never seen a bug like this before! How odd!
Grayson's eyes drifted up to her. "What kind of bug is this, do you know?" he asked her, staring from it to her and back again. He was also asking this question not only for his personal inquiry, but because he wanted to strike up a conversation. He knew it would seem unsettling to her if he just stood there, feet away from her, examining a bug. Normally he didn't mind this, but Amelia had threatened that if he didn't make a friend today, he'd be in big trouble.
He still didn't know why he listened to her.
--that the [ darkest ] hour never comes in the night.
You can sleep with a gun
When you're gonna wake up and fight--for yourself.
{Bwahaha, I fixed it! [: How's it look?} |
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Post by Leandria Diphée on Jul 29, 2010 22:52:20 GMT -5
leandria diphée the truth never set me free
so I did it myself
--------------------Lea added the last little tweaks to the dragon-roach's (or whatever it was) appearance on her sketch pad before
--------------------glancing back down at the final product. Ignoring the oddness of the appearance of a dragonfly hybridized with
--------------------a cockroach, it wasn't all that bad. It might have looked like something that would try to peck your eyes out when in
--------------------Zanzibar, but hey, it was something a little different at the least.
--------------------Then Lea glanced up to see the man from earlier approaching the massive insect she had just detached from her arm.
--------------------Most sane humans—or humanoids—would do everything they could to get the hell out of the way from something as
--------------------creepy seeming as that. Perhaps there were some guys that just really liked that kind of stuff. Kind of like her
--------------------father, a memory she once more quickly demolished. Or, if he had seen what it had tried to do to her arm, maybe he
--------------------was some lunatic that wanted a chance at suicide or attention. Well, nobody was that insane (or at least last she
--------------------checked), so it must have been the former.
--------------------And that was when he had asked his question about the species of the insect. She lifted her gaze again, as it had
--------------------fallen to the mutant insect drawing again, and considered her usual response, being the nonexistent kind. But
--------------------he seemed so interested in the matter. Lea knew she had a thoughtful face on, and hoped he would take
--------------------it as trying to recall the genus and species terms instead of whether or not to respond. Oh, heck, she'd already
--------------------spent all this time thinking about it, so why not? The answer was something her father (why was he in-
--------------------vading her head so much lately?) had repeated to her many a time, anyway, so she knew it nearly by heart.
--------------------Then again, the kind in Zanzibar was about twice the size of the one that had just tried at her arm... Oh well, she
--------------------could make a guess that sounded valid.
--------------------"I want to say that's a Citharischi—" Lea paused very briefly in her tracks. What was the likelihood he was going to be
--------------------able to understand what she meant by genus and species identification? Probably very little, so after about half a
--------------------second she picked back up again. "I mean, it looks like a very young King Baboon Spider, but it's just far too small..." Lea
--------------------shrugged, as if to say she didn't know any further than that. If she lucked out, he would just consider her some insect
--------------------nerd and go on his way. But if he wanted more of an explanation, or wanted to know how she knew that something
--------------------like a King Baboon Spider existed, then she would probably get herself in a little bit of trouble. Well, not quite that,
--------------------but something out of her comfort zone.
you can't be too careful anymore
when all that is waiting for you won't come any closer
you've got to reach a little more
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Post by Grayson Ryder on Jul 30, 2010 11:36:54 GMT -5
I created the Sound of Madness.
Wrote the book on pain.
Somehow I'm still here,
To explain---
G.R.A.Y.S.O.N. R.Y.D.E.R.
"King Baboon Spider. Lovely," he chuckled, his eyes still twinkling. "Madame, what did you say the rest of its genus and species name was?" He cast her a large, brilliant grin before directing his gaze back to the spider. "And, may I inquire, was this insect just sucking your blood? It did seem to be that way."
He poked at it with his finger, waiting for it to react. And, judging that Cyn wrote about the spider first and Heather has no clue to play the spider, he waited for the next post to see how it would react.
If this spider could suck blood, it could potentially help him in his studies. His nerdy heart flourished; he might not have to rush to vampire testing after all! That would be spectacular, especially if the spider's anatomy was similar to that of a vampire's.....
His mind drooled on and on as he gently prodded and stroked the insect.
--that the [ darkest ] hour never comes in the night.
You can sleep with a gun
When you're gonna wake up and fight--for yourself.
Thank you! [: I like your new set up, too! =D the girl who plays Leandria's so pwitty. |
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Post by Leandria Diphée on Jul 31, 2010 2:17:29 GMT -5
[Sorry, replying blandly for iTouch purposes. xP
Lea thanks you for that, and I thank yous too. (; Her play by is an actress from Ohio that's so hard to find appropriate pictures of without extensive cropping and some editing. o.e]
Lea looked up from her bizarre drawing once more as he pushed further. And she could tell very easily he was interested, so this wouldn't be the last words. Oh, how splendid this day was turning out. How one tweak of the daily routine can really change everything...
"Don't ask me to write it down," she implied warningly of ger inability to spell the species' name. "but it's Citharischius crawshayi." Neither her author nor Lea knew how to spell that, considering her author is on an incognito internet browser on her Touch that can't open another tab to look it up, but the pronunciation was near perfect. It just slid off a bit because she'd spoken a little louder so all of the syllables would get heard, but this also let her interesting accent show; one that was prominently British while the slightest hint of something African hid behind it.
The young Moonstepper dropped her gaze a little, this time to the King Baboon Spider, which had magically fallen asleep because its author chose to spare Grayson's face. It appeared to have pincers, so she glanced down at her left arm, the one it had tried to constrict. "While they do bite, I think he was getting ready to before I pried him off," she responded. In one swift scan, Lea tried to estimate the leg span of that spider. Four inches, maybe? That was half the size of the biggest one that had almost bit her as well. She recalled a baby one, just half an inch in leg span, biting her arm which lead to prolonged hallucinations and a five day long stabbing pain in that arm, like a vaccination that wasn't injected straight. Who knew what something octuple the size of that baby could do. "If it really did bite me, I would either be (a) screaming out of tremendous agony, (b) knocked out from the overload of hallucinations, or (c) a combination of the two." And the oddest thing was she was talking about this like it was something she said every day. If they'd been talking about mammals or fish, her tone would have suggested something else, but this was her typical spider here.
(edited it with the correct spelling)
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Post by Grayson Ryder on Jul 31, 2010 13:42:11 GMT -5
I created the Sound of Madness.
Wrote the book on pain.
Somehow I'm still here,
To explain---
G.R.A.Y.S.O.N. R.Y.D.E.R.
"How have I never heard of this insect before?" he murmured, his eyes round. "Really? They do all of that?" He shook his head in disbelief. "They drink your blood though, no? Are they igneous to this area, do you know? Oh, I probably sound so rude." He paused from his mad scribbling with one hand with the other cradled the sleeping spider. "I'm sorry. My name's Grayson Ryder--Dr. Ryder, Dr. Gray, Gray, I really don't care what you call me. What's your name?"
His eyes darted up to her and his brow arched slightly. Curiosity and admiration gleamed in his eyes; she seemed like a quiet little thing, but for the wealth of knowledge she was providing him, (or at least, that he hoped to be provided with), he would definitely have to try this "getting out" thing more often.
--that the [ darkest ] hour never comes in the night.
You can sleep with a gun
When you're gonna wake up and fight--for yourself.
{Hehe, it's fine!}
{Whoa. o.O Gray's actor isn't like that...thankfully...xD} |
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Post by Leandria Diphée on Jul 31, 2010 16:19:59 GMT -5
leandria diphée the truth never set me free
so I did it myself --------------------Binomial nomenclature. That was a very familiar term to her, as whenever she was trapped in her father's "office" she
--------------------would hear him use those words frequently. If Lea remembered correctly, her father had explained to her that it was the
--------------------fancy words used to mean the genus and species name of an animal. That was something else he was going to have
--------------------to spell on his own, which he could probably do well if he was able to spell Citharischius crawshayi by ear.
--------------------"Eh, it's fine," Lea dismissed the doctor's self accusation. Well, on a normal day she wouldn't have been fine with this at
--------------------all, and she was still out of her comfort zone, but it wasn't like he was being overly obnoxious or anything. Besides, she
--------------------was never the type to cause displeasure unless they deserved it, and being curious wasn't a crime in this sense. "I'm just
--------------------making a bit of an educated guess when I say those things, 'cause I've only experienced a couple hallucinations and
--------------------some kind of pain that felt like I didn't get vaccinated cleanly from something, but it was from something about eight
--------------------times smaller than that. And yes, there was blood lost." Lea glanced at the spider in his free hand again before
--------------------answering his other question. "They should only be indigenous to Kenya and Tanzania, including their islands, but
--------------------the boats that move from Zanzibar to around here are pretty loose with the animals that steal a ride, so this probably
--------------------climbed aboard."
--------------------Finally there was one of Lea's least favorite questions: one that asked for her name. Typically she didn't like it because
--------------------whenever someone asked that in her childhood, Xanzibe wouldn't miss a beat when he provided her name, terrible and
--------------------mispronounced with his Spanish tongue. Only Tessabelle and herself could say it right, because almost everyone followed
--------------------her father's suit. Considering she didn't like her full name no matter how anyone said it, she chose to just go with the
--------------------shortened—no, the medium version, just so she could get the nicknaming cleared up. "It's Leandria Diphée, but I usually
--------------------go by Lea or some other variation of my first name." Something just a little bit bitter appeared to have trickled into
--------------------her tone when she spoke of her first name in any shape or form, suggesting she wasn't fond of it. To Lea's benefit, the
--------------------tone change was subtle, so if Gray had been concentrated enough on the spider, his makeshift desk or his notes, then
--------------------he might not have caught it, unless he was also an excellent listener along with being a great speller.you can't be too careful anymore
when all that is waiting for you won't come any closer
you've got to reach a little more[That's good. xD Her picture results make me wonder if I want to see Malice in Wonderland or not (she's Alice in that movie)...] |
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