[NRP] Noelle & Lirilei's Journal (235 views)

[Jirachi's Wish]

BABY | CHILD

Name: Noelle Willows

Gender: Female

Pokemon: Mareep/Shiny Woobat/Shiny Eevee Hybrid

Stage: Gen 2 Child

Parents: Cupcake x Cotton Candy

Player: Lirilei

Artist: Orpheus Solon

This journal belongs to Lirilei, please don't post without permission.

[Lirilei]

Updates:
01/18/2015 - Noel is born!
06/28/2015 - Such a pretty child!

Noelle Willows

Name: Noelle Willows

Pronunciation

Gender: Female

Age: Child

Weight:

Height:

Sexuality & Status: Ask again later

Hair Color: Pale pink

Eye Color: Blue

Type(s): Normal/Electric/Psychic/Flying

Moves Known:

Nature:

Likes:

Dislikes:

Personality:

[Lirilei]

Requirements:

Grow to Teen Stage:

2 Months Time: 08/28/2015

1 Response to the growths/changes: growth response

4 PDs:

2 Solo RPs or Journal Entries: solo 1, solo 2, [solo] Show a Little Pride - 1,541 words

1 Skill Learned: Power Gem

1 Evolution: Shiny Flaafy/Shiny Woobat/Shiny Eevee

Growth Form:

[Lirilei]

Miscellaneous:

Family -
Cotton Candy - Mother
Cupcake - Father
Christmas - twin brother
Tulip - Aunt
Dea & her pokemon

Friends -

Foes -

Possessions - Plenty of pretty clothes, toys, etc

[Lirilei]

Noelle was beyond fussy, much like Christmas she was noticing. She didn’t know about him, but her legs hurt, a lot. She was beyond consolable at this point, thrashing and whining as their parents tried in vain to comfort the growing twins. Not that anyone was realizing it was simple growth pains.

Naps didn’t help, it was hard to sleep with aching joints and muscles after all. Bottles and sippy cup only pacified for moments before they were chucked out of cribs with screams of anger and pain. Cupcake, was beyond baffled at what could be wrong, and neither he or Cotton Candy had any clue on what to do.

Finally they decided to give the twins warm baths, using that lavender bath wash they had on hand, that the twins seemed to like, and they were relieved as the pair seemed to calm down, and finally grow drowsy. “I’m thinking, they’re going through growing pains. I imagine there’s going to be some growth spurts going on soon, and we’ll have to get them new clothes.”

This went on off and on for a few days, before one day Noelle went to move in her crib, and found her legs were stuck, and she let out an ear piercing shriek of anger as she tried to kick her leg free of the slats, and no longer was there a small baby/toddler in the crib, but a child. In the other crib she could see her brother still asleep, and oblivious. Well mostly. Her shrieks weren’t helping him to sleep. She didn’t care. This was uncomfortable and she wanted out.

She screamed louder, more insistently until she heard the bedroom door be opened more, and the light be flipped on. Her dad’s voice unheard over her shrill screams of anger as he took in the sight of the twins. “I think…I underestimated how long we had till they grew….as in we need to get them beds today. They’re now kids…should have figured the pokemon genes would mess with things.”

He moved toward her crib, and with a bit of struggling (because why would this be easy? She wasn’t going to make this easy!), before he got her to stop locking her knee so he could carefully bend her leg and work her leg free of the bars, before he was handing her off to Cotton, and moved to free Christmas as well. “So…I’ll call Tulip, to come and bring some clothes for the twins….they don’t fit what they have now. We’ll need to get them beds and…well redo the nursery.”

He rubbed a hand over his eyes. They’d gotten a start on it, but he’d thought they’d have a little more time. Of course that didn’t work out as he’d hoped, and now they were unprepared. Noelle’s face was still red, but he saw Cotton had dried her tears at least, and that was something. “You guys hungry?” He didn’t know what to expect but the sudden “Food!” from his daughter had not been it. Nor her struggling from her moms’ arms, and running off down the stairs. “Oh boy…this is going to take some getting used to.”


(527 words)

[Lirilei]

“Pretty!” her joyful voice rang out at the clothing she was being shown by mommy’s friend, a bright smile on her face as she looked up at the Venasaur with a pleased smile, fingers making the grabby hand motion to be handed the dress that she now desperately wanted to try on. She knew it wouldn't be long before it was handed over to her, and she ducked behind the pretty screen in her room, that was used for moments like this, her current dress carefully pulled off, and hung up on the little hanger for it, a hand smoothing over the pleats of fabric to smooth it, before she was pulling on the new dress.

"It fits!" there was no doubt in her mind that it would. They always fot, each of these gorgeously handmade dresses always fit her exactly as they should, but she liked playing dress up, liked the admiring looks she got from Tulip each time she tried on one of her new creations. She came out from behind the screen then, and did a slow turn so the fit of the dress could be taken in by Tulip, standing still as her vines came out to smooth and tug as well as her hands, before it was pronounced perfect for her.

This of course pleased Noelle immensely and she hugged Tulip with a bright smile. "Thank you Tulip, it's super pretty and I'll wear it soon!" of course she would. She knew the next step in the process was to take it off and hang it up, but she also knew her daddy was close by and she wanted to show him. Even if it meant making Christmas a pouty baby again. He was always pouty when she got a new dress. Not that Tulip didn't make him things, she did. But he didn't have the same appreciation as her for the outfits it seemed. He was weird.

So, she flew from her room, skipping through the house with a "Daddy! Look what Tulip made me!" and burst into the living room where her dad and twin brother were, and proceeded to spin around with a gleeful giggle as Cupcake commented on how pretty the dress was, and how pretty it made her look. Not that she needed the help he said. Which made her giggle even more. She liked being told she was pretty, and some could say she was a shallow child, and just maybe she was. But she didn't care. She liked pretty clothes, and things, and being told she was pretty. Even as her twin crossed his arms in annoyance and pouted, because she was interrupting his time with their dad. "Okaaay pouty face. I'll go change. Spoil sport!" she stuck her tongue out at him and skipped from the room, not even hearing Cupcake chiding her for the names. It didn't matter to her, she just knew she was the favorite even if there wasn't actually a favorite to her parents.

Her world revolved pretty much around herself at this point in her life, and she had no problems letting people know she was the queen bee, it was as simple as that.

(533 words)

[Lirilei]

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[Lirilei]

Power Gem
(The user attacks with a ray of light that sparkles as if it were made of gemstones.)

“YOU LEAVE MY BROTHER ALONE!”

Noelle and Christmas had been playing at the little park near their house with some other kids from the neighborhood that they tended to play with when some new kids arrived, and began to pester the other kids. Some ran home crying. Some tried to ignore them. Noelle was one of the ones who’d been ignoring them. She didn’t have the time or patience for jerks like that honestly.

So, she and a couple of her friends were sitting in the shade on a blanket playing with dolls when she heard rough jeering laughter and looked up to see what poor, unfortunate soul had been caught by the bullies. Only to see they were holding Christmas’ new action figure over his head, and taunting him with it. How dare they! No one but her got to pick on her brother!

Noelle threw her doll down in anger (a rarity, as she treated her things very carefully usually) and stomped over full of fury, and screamed at the trio to leave her brother alone. Which caused the older boys to stop and blink at this maybe eight year old (freaky) looking child. The same reason they’d been teasing Christmas. He looked like a freak. And he had a cool toy. So they wanted it, and he could run home crying and that was that.

They’d somehow overlooked the small group of girls hiding in the shade of the large tree, though now the three that were left there looked terrified themselves and took off running. Not that Noelle saw this. She could somewhat hear her friends ditching her. Wimps. was her only thought as she stared down the three boys. “Give him back his toy. NOW.” Her stomped a foot on the ground in anger, eyes flashing.

“Why don’t you make us? You look too prissy to do anything.” And then, they pushed her. Hard. So hard she fell, and tore her brand new dress. That was the final straw. “First you pick on the other kids. Then you make the mistake of picking on my brother and making him cry, and now you ruined my brand new dress!?” her voice was rising in shrill octaves of angered disbelief, and she was on her feet then, a sparkling light surrounding her then as she reached out and yanked her twin to stand behind her.

She didn’t know what was going on, but she had a feeling it wasn’t a good thing and there was a hissed “Close your eyes.” To him. Just low enough the morons wouldn’t hear, but that she knew he would. It was a good thing she warned him as the light grew brighter, dazzling and gleaming and proceeded to blind the bullies, Christmas’ toy being dropped and she ducking down to pick it up and hand it back to him. “You bullies need to go away, before I do worse than that!”

The three were standing there rubbing their eyes and blinking trying to clear away the sudden blindness she’d inflicted on them, though it was already clearing. Her foot scraped on the ground, a warning sound, and she growled, which is all it took to send the three barely older than them boys running.

She huffed and looked at her now torn dress. “Tulip can probably fix this.” She was sure of her abilities. “Lets get my doll and blanket, and go home. Stupid jerks.” She reached out to hug her brother then. No one was allowed to mess with her brother. No one.

(593 words)

[Lirilei]

[solo] Show a Little Pride - 1,541 words