Friday, June 22, 2018

Isul Caro, Sample Doll Review (with video)

Today I'm opening Caro from the Princess and the frog prince duo. I got him at the sample sale at Yokohama museum during the Pullip Anniversary event's doll carnival. 
You can go check all the videos of that day here:
Part 1 (walk with me in the museum)
Part 2 all the pullip expo pictures
Part 3 (permanent expo)

Caro is a super cute Isul with a frog theme so he has a frog hood and gloves. He is very colorful as his outfit is created with a lot of different fabrics and lace. I think he is adorable and I'll definitely get Dana to go with him some day. 

Here is the video

And here are some pictures

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Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 178

Welcome to a new part of Vampire Heart unedited. Have you been bitten yet?Sign up to be part of our awesome Vampire Friday blog hop team! You know you want to!

Summary of the previous episodes: Viorel has been tortured by his supposed family who wanted to have him burn in the sun. Strangely enough the sun didn't burn him as expected but Viorel has no memory of who he is. Following the advises of his supposed father, he left Sighișoara and is now traveling to the West. After some skirmish in a previous city, he found refuge on a boat. Viorel is now in Vienna. The little problem is that the guy at the inn was a bit of an asshole and helped capture Viorel thinking he was a vampire, which he is but nobody needs to know. Now there is a huge man (which I call the colossi) taking care of Viorel and a priest. They brought a girl. Torture my holy water... Fail. Viorel managed to confuse everyone, now he would like to get out of here. But the girl seems pretty useless. They still managed to escape and he left the girl to the care of the boat lady before going back to have two words with his captors but his power of persuasion were failing him. The priest wanted to crack a deal but Viorel is not really up to help his enemies. He finally got some blood but he can't risk to stay in Vienna. He travel to Linz were he stays a bit to learn German.
Viorel wanted to go to Praha but redirect himself toward Augsburg instead where he wants to get a horse, except that the horses are a bit scared of his vampirism and maybe something else. Viorel is really not a horse expert. Then he comes into an altercation with couple of people, he wants some fear in his blood. The girl Viorel has found seemed to enjoy the game. Viorel prepares for the nightmares that come with a feast of blood, in a rush to leave, he cross the dukedom of Lorrain.
We introduced Sorina, three weeks after the beginning of Viorel's escape.
Viorel dreamed of Sorina and woke up not really remembering anything. Traveling to Paris, he arrives at "La cour des miracles". He is rescued by a stranger who turned out to be Nicolas Flamel, the alchemist he was looking for. Nicolas does some strange experiment without Viorel's agreement. Some people are looking for Nicolas's secrets. On the other side of Europe, Sorina awakes and Viorel's past in haunting him. Viorel discovered that he can change into a wolf but that's not the easiest thing to handle.

Now, let's continue with Vampire Heart, right where we left of last week

“You know long time ago, the wolf tribe was also hunting humans. We were hiding within them during the day, despising them, hating them for being so weak and unable to understand how they could be worthy to live without having the power to change and run. We waited for the full moons and as we changed we were hunting them and killing them, taking as many as we could without asking ourselves a single question about what is wrong and what is right. We had been raised by them and benefited of everything they had build but we never acknowledged it, we were blinded by our own shadow of superiority, but we changed,” she said.
She had gotten me curious. I had never thought that the wolves had been eating from humans too. The wolves were small and looked like dogs, they didn’t seem powerful enough to take on the humans but I still wanted to hear her story.
“What happened, why did you change?” I asked.
“The humans were fearing us and we were ruling. But the main problem was that the human had 25 days to get ready while we had only three to be able to organize ourselves. We could only change during the full moon at that time, and nobody would dare to tell others that they were a werewolf, if you were to tell it to a human, they would have kill you and we had to protect our families. The humans started to organize themselves. They noticed our cycle pattern, they notice where we were coming from, who was never to be seen during the full moon. They locked some of us and as they changed they killed them. Then they went for the rest. It was obvious and we had to move. But the humans weren’t happy enough with chasing us away, they had to chase us and elimitate us until the last. There was nothing we could do except hiding in the forest. We who had once be the master terrorizing them were now reduced to live a savage life deprived from every comfort. The humans had become the master and we were afraid of them. There are a lot of humans and not so many vampires and werewolves, if they really decided to go against us, even with our speed and strength, we would soon be in danger,” she explained.

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Thursday, June 21, 2018

Thursday Fiction 172: Parallel Slip

Welcome back to a new part of Parallel Slip, where we follow the adventures of Frederique through her slip in different parallel universes. 

Let's start right where we left off last week.

"Thanks. It was a rogue and you know I can't say that in front of my brother because he would make a fuse about every thing. Michelle there is something going on, something way above our control and Tucker can't be allowed to roam free on this ship, he will end up killing somebody, or all of us. He'll do everything to stop us from going to Antares, I'm sure he would prefer to have the ship down than to let us reach it."
"I need help Fanny. I sat next to her. I wanted to ask you brother but, I'm not sure I can, he is just so..."
"Righteous?" Fanny said smiling.
"Yeah," I said.
"I know you love him, but there is something bigger at sake here and he can't be involved. But hiding things from him is going to kill us both."
"We can trust the girls," I said.
"The former slaves? I don't think so," Fanny said. "I know they were like your dad's little things but they were still breed to kill, and they'll kill again."
"That might be an advantage," I said.

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Wednesday, June 20, 2018

Wednesday Snippet 175: Blue Angel

Welcome to a new part of Blue Angel unedited, we start right where we left off last time.

“I think I like Nephil girls,” Samira whispered to Torin who couldn't help laughing.
In the Watcher side of town, Taram wouldn't have so much trouble with a girl.
Taram was becoming a little bit more pressing though and the girl moved away in their direction. She threw a strange look at Torin while walking pass them and back to Taram. They were looking alike except that everything in Taram was white, he could almost have looked sick as if the blood had left his checks long ago making his blue eyes almost glow in the middle of his face while Torin face was a little tanned as if he had stayed playing outside too long as a kid.
“Wait,” Taram said, “I didn't mean that actually, I mean I saw you at the school few days ago, you're the girl who lost control of her power during the test for the Earth power and transformed into a tree. I mean I don't know how you did it but that was great.”
The girl stopped for a second as if she was considering answering him but decided other wise and continued moving away. Taram made a move to stop her by the arm.
“Touch her and you're dead, she's mine,” a heavy voice said behind him.
The girl smiled turning around to see Azazel grab the arm of the boy who had been annoying her and twist it behind his back before he could reach her shoulder.
“I'm Evalynn, nice to meet you,” the girl said passing near Taram. He was looking better from above.

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