Azone Store Lil'fairy OOAK by Azone Staff Expo (with video)

Last Friday I finally made it to the azone store for the Staff OOAK Lil'fairy expo.
It turns out that they had not only the Lil'fairies there but also some Sahra's a la mode girl, and some Alvastaria.
They were also selling the OOAK Excutes.
Those dolls aren't the same as the artist OOAK dolls. They are doll with recolors hair and/or a change of clothes still in the most recent azone series. 

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Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 199

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. 

She knew I was in a hurry and she was probably convinced that I was going to let her here, safe at home with the cat.

When I entered her house, it seemed even weirder to me that she seemed so used to the carriage. There was no way she could have been. It was a poor house. It was a ground floor house, really small, with one kitchen and two bedroom one not even larger than a closet. The windows were clean and the table had been cleaned as well before going out with fresh water leaving so marks on it. The dishes had been dried and pilled up on a wooden bench between the fire place and the window. The fire place was so small that I couldn’t imagine how they could use it to cook without burning the all house. Even thought there was a box with ashes in the corner. The window was so small that the back of the room was really dark. The girl pulled a key from inside her dress and entered the closet sized bedroom. I knew why she had been locking the door all along she was probably locking herself in when sleeping as well to protect herself from her father.

“He isn’t my father, you know the man from last night, my mother married him when we arrived here,” she said. “I don’t like him.”

She seemed to be feeling a bit better.

“Can you help me? I need to push the bed, I always hide the cat because it always angers him to see it. He says it’s a waste to give food to animals and wanted to kill it.”

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Thursday Fiction 193: 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.

"I tried to explain why I wanted more classes, dad didn't listen, I told him it was my life and my choice and that he had to deal with it," Amy said.

She was smiling between her tears and wiped her eyes.

"No you didn't," Alex said smiling too.

Amy nodded.

"I did, I totally did and it was awesome," she answered.

Alex's phone rung again and I could hear some yelling on the other side as he picked it up.

He held it far from his ears until the yelling stop.

"Don't yell at me, I didn't do anything wrong," he said.

Whoever was on the other side of the line seemed to calm down as Alex placed his phone near is ear.

"I think it's fine actually," Alex said. "I think she can make it."

There was a long tirade from the other side as Alex listen. I noticed how patient he was with his parents when he didn't seem to have that kind of patience with Amy before.

"Just let her try, it's too late to do anything about it, it could be a nice surprise."

Pause.

"No, I don't know which class. Maybe you should call her and ask, Mum."

Pause.

"No, she won't call you back."

Pause.

"No, because you have her number and if you want to talk to her you should call her."

Pause.

"I know but I can't do anything about it."

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Wednesday Snippet 196: Blue Angel

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

Isakael was praying and waiting. His legs hurt but he couldn't move, he was hungry, he had lost all track of time, all he knew that it was day now because the light was passing through the stained glasses giving the floor beautiful colors. The voice of the prayer was far from monotonous in Isakael's hears, from time to time he would have sworn that a girl was singing but he knew that wasn't possible. His mind seemed to be wondering more than usual, he was seeing things in the colored shaped on the floor he was hearing things and it seemed that he wasn't the only one. People stood up, started to tremble. His wings were to heavy to carry or he knew he would have been up too, he was shaking. There was a blue light in his mind, stars exploding, all sorts of light and all sorts of colors. He remembered wanting to yell that he didn't believe in God but that would have sounded to wrong, he could feel god inside of him and then nothing. Everything turned black.

“Awake, awake to your own power, this is nothing compare to who you really are!” the voice was terrifying.

Isakael forced his eyes open and looked around, the place wasn't so ordered anymore. The voice was still there, angels praying letting the few of them who had reached the trance do whatever was needed of them before getting back to their prayer. He took him wings in his hand as smoothly as possible trying not to attract attention. They were still white, he sighed in relive and reassumed the position diverting himself as much as possible not to fall in trance again.

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