Azone Review: Piconeemo Koron Snotty Cat IV, Excute 12th series (with video)

Here is the review of the little piconeemo Koron Snotty Cat IV Excute series 12th and yeah I could have just said here is pico Koron but I sort of absolutely love giving all the details of the doll because I think it sounds cool.

This little Koron is the piconeemo version of the regular XS size pure neemo version of excute Koron.

As you can see they are super similar like a down scale. But there are also some difference that I pointed out in this video and I will have a better comparison video later on.

She comes with a sweater including a fake shirt, a skirt, boots, socks, beany and a jacket as well as 4 extra pairs of tiny little hands.

She is really super cute.

Here is the video

And here are some pictures

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Thursday Fiction 150: Parallel Slip

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

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

She went back to her screen and I could see her move her fingers.

"That should be 2.5 hours. It's all gone by know, I'm not sure it has anything to do with the alcohol."

"Hum..."

I continued to check the diary. Except for the one time my mother had forced the pills on me, I had never had any absence of black out for so long.

"What happened with the last one?" Amy said.

"I don't know, why?"

I didn't want to get into details, she was reading her own stuff and my diaries were of limit to her, they were too personal and I didn't want her to go thinking I was crazy with all those "dreams" and my analyse of them and my parallel world theory notes.

"You seemed shaken, I don't know how if is to faint, I never fainted, not even once in my entire life, but you seemed scared. Could you be scared to faint again so that your brain kinda hold on on it until you figure it out? It must have been pretty uncomfortable for you to do it in from of Tamara, I mean she wasn't really happy or understanding about it."

The thing with Amy, she talked a lot and she gave way to different thoughts processes in one go. Now was I scared? Could that be that what I thought was scaring my so much that I subconsciouly didn't want to travel anymore? Or was it that my brain didn't want to have me travel anymore in front of people? Or as it that after last night at the bar I felt like I was in too much danger being far away from home to feel secure again?

"I might be a little scared, just I don't know which scary I should fix," I said.

"Well, what about all of them?" Amy said.

Easier said than done really. Was I too scared to black out because I was at the university and not at home? I had blacked out anywhere before, even in crowded street. It was true that nobody had had the reaction Tamara had last night but I don't think that was it.

"I think I'm ok with blacking out anywhere. I never blacked out in a dangerous place before. The worse trouble I ever got into was blacking out while standing in the street with nobody to catch me and hurting my head nothing more than a bump or a small cut. Or blacking out during exams and well having to retake it the next day if they called my mum which made other kids cringe or losing time if they didn't call my mum which lowered my grades a bit."

"They didn't let you take the exam again?" Amy asked.

 

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Wednesday Snippet: Demon World 154

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

 

Evalynn landed heavily on her left shoulder which made a strange cracking noise. She stood up massaging it before gathering the stones which had felt out of her bag in the fall. There was not Seraf to be seen but there were no traces of Seti or Azazel either. She sighed wondering in which direction they could have been walking. The corridor was dark and almost silent except for the sound of water dripping on the ground. She remembered being in the same kind of annoying, dark, never-ending and extremely boring corridor once before, in the fairy world, just before being captured by the feron and again in the fairy world, just before being almost served for diner to giant mantis. This place was definitely creeping her out. She looked at the vortex, she wasn’t too far, she could still go back if necessary but the idea to see that vampire again and to have him laughing at her was insufferable. She sighed and started to walk toward the dripping water, if she was to leave in a cave, the better place would be somewhere near water. She could always pretend that she had lost her robe in case she was to meet someone. For some reason being in this place still felt better than to be in the destroyed sanctuary, at least she didn’t have to watch familiar death face just yet.

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Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 155

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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. 

The thought made me startle and I woke up in my bed in Praha. The first thing I did was to look at my hands, happy that I was still in my human shape. The second was to check about the key in my pocket. It was still there. The curtains had been closed though so I knew that someone had entered the room. My shoes were tidied near the bed, it was Perenelle’s doing for sure, probably without the agreement of Nicolas and she had no business with the sword or paper. I relaxed a bit thinking that the entire world wasn’t my enemy, I needed to find boundaries. I noticed that the sun was still up. My injury still painful, the blood at spread on the bandage but not on the bed sheet, I deduced that it had stopped. It was going to cure itself soon, as soon as it wasn’t painful anymore I would go down for that discussion with Nicolas. Somehow I felt like his research topic, he was dedicated to it but it was far from being flattering. He didn’t take into account my needs or desire anymore, he only thought about the study and I was almost certain that it was the main reason why he didn’t want me to kill and feed anymore, he wasn’t done with his tests on my digestive system. On the other hand I knew he was scared and even more after seeing the bodies. I took a deep breath trying to force myself to forget about him. I closed my eyes again. I needed to write a letter to the castle in Sighişoara and to send it tonight, if they were without news, they would send more vampire to Praha to verify what was happening and I couldn’t let that happen. Once they would get my letter however they would still send more vampire to Praha to track me but they would not stay too long. I was going to give them the biggest fake clue they had ever had. I had three people in town knowing about my existence, I was going to scare them and make sure they knew I was going to London. I smiled at my perfect plan and took another deep breath trying to calm my racing heart. I could feel the adrenaline from last night coming back. It had been so intense. I stroked my injured arm feeling lucky and went back to sleep hoping to see my mum again. But all I had were nightmares from my last night in Sighişoara, I could see the fire, Dylan, Sorina, we were together and suddenly I was alone with her screaming in my ears as the vampire took her. That’s when it started. I wished to be a wolf I wanted to transform, to slip out of their grip and jump to rescue her.  

 

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