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Louisae has a minion!

Muffins the Axolityl




Louisae
Legacy Name: Louisae


The Glacier Donadak
Owner: OtakuOokami

Age: 13 years, 7 months, 2 weeks

Born: August 14th, 2010

Adopted: 13 years, 4 months, 3 days ago

Adopted: November 26th, 2010

Statistics


  • Level: 11
     
  • Strength: 19
     
  • Defense: 10
     
  • Speed: 10
     
  • Health: 10
     
  • HP: 10/10
     
  • Intelligence: 0
     
  • Books Read: 0
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed


Personal Stats:
Class: Daydreaming Slacker
Personality: Up-Beat, Friendly, Imaginative, Laid-Back
Strength: Has a Vivid Imagination and Good Writing Skills, Can Make Ice and Snow at will
Weakness: Gets Lost in Her Own Little World A Lot...
Theme Song: "Pure Imagination" by Gene Wilder
Video: Lazy Town - Cooking by the book
Art: ?


The icy November wind whipped around me, blowing my straight, shoulder length, blue-silver hair and my tan overcoat around wildly as I walked dejectedly down the street. This hadn't been my week at all. I had been going from publisher to publisher with this book I wrote, The Lost Prime Number. It's about a cyborg who travels around the galaxy with a band of mutants and freaks in a jacked-up jalopy of a starship searching for the reason why he was created. I'd gotten rejection after rejection, and the money my adoptive parents gave me to live on while I worked on my novel had pretty much run dry. I'd also been trying to get a job writing for one of the big comic book publishers. Again, rejection after rejection...something about my ideas being too "out there" or "stupid." One of those jerks even accused me of writing Sues! I haven't written a Sue since I was 12 years old!! He was just jealous that I thought up an entire alien race that lives by sucking every bit of moisture out of other animal lifeforms instead of him.

Because I couldn't pay my rent, my landlord evicted me while I was out on an interview, leaving me stranded in the street during Fireside, with Luminaire just around the corner, with nothing but the clothes on my back and the writing samples and laptop in my bag to my name. He even left a letter saying he was going to sell all of my stuff to "pay my debt." My desktop, my comics, my keepsakes...everything. I had been hoping that the interview at Wonder Comics would turn things around so I could pay my rent and get my stuff back...but it only ended in another rejection. I was just about to cry as I wearily walked down the street that afternoon when some guy ran into me, snatched my bag, and started running down the street. I chased after him, screaming for him to stop. He didn't understand that my only copy of my whole life's work was in that bag and he was ripping my heart out by stealing it. Thieves like that never do. All they care about is getting cash by any means necessary...never mind how much whatever they stole means to the victim. I could have used my powers to make a patch of ice for him to slip on...but what if he fell right on my computer? What if my bag landed in the street when he fell and a car ran it over? It was just the safer bet to run after him. Maybe someone would call City Guard or something and I'd get my stuff back that way.

I chased the thief into a walled-off alleyway, no sign of police sirens or any help at all. He turned around to face me, looking to get past, but I froze his feet where he stood. "Just give me back my bag, please," I begged, "I promise I won't press charges. It's just that...on that laptop in there are all my stories. I've already lost everything else, I can't loose them too."

The thief just sneered at me and took the laptop out of the bag. "Oh, you mean this laptop? You want it that bad?" he taunted, "Unfreeze my feet, lady...or I'm smashin' it on the ground."

"NO! You can't! Please!" I cried, Icy tears starting to run down my cheeks, "You don't know how much my stories mean to me! They're all I have left right now!"

"Then drop the ice, or I drop the computer," the thief threatened, "I'll give you 'til the count of three. 1...2..."

"Fine!" I cried, thawing the ice around his feet quickly. I couldn't risk it.

Unfortunately, as soon as the thief was free, he started trying to run off again. He didn't get far, though. No sooner had he tried to run past me than a blur moved between us, knocking him down and removing the laptop from his hands. The blur came into focus quickly as soon as it stopped as a Marsh Telenine. He was about five foot eleven or so, with shaggy, dark brown hair. He wore a ratty-looking wide-brimmed hat that smooshed down his large, pointy ears, with corks dangling from the brim on leather chords, and a long, black woolen jacket. He turned around to me and handed me my laptop with a shy smile, then turned to the thief as he struggled back to his feet.

"It's not nice to steal, especially from a lady," the Telenine said, "It's not gentlemanly...or legal, last time I checked... Give her the bag back and go or--"

Before he could finish his sentence, the thief pulled a gun and started shooting. I panicked and ducked, but before I could finish reacting I heard the sound of bullets ricocheting off of something. I looked up and saw a wall of blue, glowing string in front of my face just a second before it disappeared and a glowing crystal on a similar string raced at lighting speed toward the thief's hand and pulled the gun away. "Looks like you don't have any manners, huh?" the Telenine said, starting to get mad now as the gun landed in his hand, then crushed it like an aluminum can and dropped it on the ground, "Looks like I'll have to do it the hard way..." With that, the Telenine charged at the thief and rushed him into the back wall of the alley. The thief countered with a punch in the stomach, then went for a punch in the face...but the Telenine disappeared into a shadow. The thief had only seconds to look around before a crystal and string similar to the ones before, but this time glowing blood red, struck him from a darkened corner repeatedly in both shoulders, an arm, and across his chest before a large, black blur with a similar red glow around it emerged from the opposite corner and knocked him against another wall.

The blur came into focus when it stopped. It was that Telenine again...and he was glowing with an aura of red and black energy, his eyes glowing bright red and his hair and clothes being blown around by some sort of personal wind phenomenon as he held the thief above his head by the throat with one hand. "I asked you nicely, but you pulled a gun on me," the Telenine said, "Now, I'm telling you: Give the girl back her bag...or else."

The thief looked down in terror, struggling vainly to get away as he nodded his head rapidly, and then threw my bag to the ground, where it conveniently slid to my feet. I picked it up and placed my computer in it, still watching the scene unfolding before me in total awe, then slung my bag across my shoulder. I couldn't believe what I was seeing! Who was this guy, and how could he do stuff like that? I mean...teleporting through shadows? Did that mean...was he a vampire?! Was I just saved by a vampire?! If it was true...this was the coolest day of my freaking life!!

The weird aura and personal wind faded from around the Telenine and his eyes changed back to the pale, gray-green that they had been before. His countenance softened and he dropped the thief unceremoniously on the ground. "See? Was that so hard?" he asked, sounding clearly exhausted, "Now get out of here before I call the cops. I know a couple...and one of them's kind of a jerk..."

The thief backed away a few steps and then ran for his life out of the alleyway right past me as the Telenine dropped to his knees, panting like he'd just run a marathon. I approached him as he reached into his coat and pulled out a red bottle. "Thanks for helping me," I said as I walked over to him and knelt down beside him, "I'm Louisae. Are you...alright?"

"You're welcome, I'm...I'm Vexsis. Don't worry...about me," he panted, taking the cork out of the bottle, "I'll be...OK."

"You look pretty worn out, though," I said as he drank a big gulp of...what ever was in that bottle...and put it back in his coat pocket.

"No, I'm good," he said, suddenly much perkier, "See? I just needed a quick drink of--"

"Blood, right?" I interrupted, "Because you're a vampire or something?"

Vexsis froze in shock, then turned to me, eyes wide as he waved his hands frantically. "No, no, no, no, no!!" he said quickly, "I'm not a vampire, I don't have a drop of vampire blood in me! I'm 100% mortal, and that definitely wasn't blood! That was an energy drink! I swear! What would make you think I'm a vampire?! That's silly!"

"OK, then prove it," I said, "Vampires are hurt by sunlight, so if you leave this alley--"

Vexsis got up and walked out of the alley into the full afternoon sun. No burning, no sparkling...nothing. Maybe all that stuff was just my imagination...maybe. "See, no vampires here," he said, "Do you need someone to walk you home? I...I could..."

"That would be nice...if I had a home to go home to," I said, then proceeded to explain my situation. He looked sadly at me, then offered to take me home with him. I know I probably should have been humble and played like I couldn't accept, but instead I took the offer as soon as the words left his mouth.

We walked for a while before we reached a huge house in a nice part of Centropolis...and by huge I mean this place was practically a mansion! Vexsis took me inside, through a cozy living room with a fireplace, a big screen T.V., and three large couches with decorative wood trim and a fancy red and gold print on the fabric and up the stairs, heading for one of the empty rooms. On the way down the long, half wood panel, half pale green wall-papered halls, we heard a male voice screaming loudly, "Damn this modern technology!! Stop freezing my painting!! NO!! DON'T ERASE THE SCREEN!! COME BACK!! CURSE YOU PHOTOSHOP!! CURSE YOU AND YOUR KINSMEN!!!" Vexsis explained that that was just his friend Xanthows having computer trouble again. I tried to go to the room where the screaming was coming from, but Vexsis quickly herded me back on our path, to a room at the end of a long hall with a balcony to the right as we walked into the door and three large windows on the wall before us. The room was all but empty except for a simple, full-sized bed with a nightstand beside it. The walls were off white and completely empty and the floor was simple hardwood...with a nice little coating of dust concealing the sheen.

"It's not much, but it'll be nicer once you paint it and stuff," Vexsis said, "You should get settled in. I'll introduce you to everyone later." With that, he awkwardly slipped past me and walked back down the hall. He looked back at me once, then quickly looked away like a shy little kid and kept walking.

Later on, I did meet everyone else. So many strange and interesting people in that house! Androids and bounty hunters and people with curses and magic powers...It was my wildest dream come true!! On top of that mostly everyone is really nice too! I mean, Zosana, Daemon, and Vincent even got my ex-landlord to give me back all of my stuff the next day and forgive my debt! Granted, he was covered in bruises and walking with crutches and his face was so swollen I didn't even recognize him when I saw him...but I did get everything back! Even if I didn't get anything back, though, I got the best holiday present of all...friends with super powers who will beat people up for me! Who could ask for more?

Pet Treasure


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Pet Friends


DimitriV
But...but you have super shapeshifting powers! How is that a curse?!

Isaac_Slade
Everyone in the world's not mean, you know...

Xanthows
You know what'll take your mind off of your past? Make a comic book with me! X3

Daemon The Priggle
Aw! How can someone so adorable be so sad?! *hugs*

Diagla
What's with all these sad boys! Especially you! You're free now, you should be happy!

Zosana
WOW! You're a total Amazon Warrior Princess!!

Tolla
Oooh! What's it like on your home planet? Are there giant flowers and critters with seven heads and...and...and...

1337-TA
I bet you were created in a top-secret government lab somewhere. Yep, that's where you're from!

Orlena
You know, you should get a metal arm! Then you can turn it into a blade and be all BAM! SHING! POW!

Shichimen
If your guitar turned into a giant robot, I'd love you, like, forever!! XD

VincentLiquidFantasy
Where'd you get a sword that big? Is it magic? Does it shoot lasers and call dragon gods and stuff?! Lemme see it!! X3

Vexsis
What's in that "energy drink" of yours anyway? Is it blood? Are you a vampire? I bet you are, aren't you?!

Leo...Servenuci
You're a total weirdo... FREAKING EPIC!! Let's be buddies! XD