3. Mojo & Me: The Life and Rantings of Cera Amalith

Mojo & Me: The Life and Rantings of Cera Amalith


  • ::another charred to swiss-cheese scrape::

    ::The handwritiing has denerated so much so only a letter here and there may be made out::

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  • ::the parchment ot even a scrap is made so by charrring, swiss cheeese effect, leaving little writing space…but little is needed for what there is of the barely deicipherable manurscript...calling it shaky wold be an understatement::

    Mommy….hopes... Mister Coin....hopes..scared... Us..scared..tired... Blue Man.....Kind Lady....is hope.. Daddy......Aunt..Jade..... Devon...Mojo..go..... no boom..Family.... boom .Devon...Mojo.. boom Devon...after...sleep..go...boom Devon... find first.. boom Devon...not Family.


  • ::agaiin the parchment is pocked by charred holes, the manuscript greatly unsteady and barely dechipherable.::

    Mojo ..we met another new friend…Cithrandor..well as usual you met him for us..hims and his kitty. talking about Mommy and Daddy and..Spellhold... He dun like Amn either...but he dun hear of the Cowled Ones..oh if they sawed us now... Mojo we know the Man in Blue said nots to be scared and know he and the Kind Lady will probablly find something..but we dun wanna go boom.. we dun want Mister Coin to go boom with us.. or make go boom beacuses of us.. We wanna see Cithrandor and his kitty again all our new friendses like Xixia and RedJack ..o and Vilmar.. that was fun with the Grape Juice ...even if makes the world turn around on us. Mojo.. we gets more tired and the more silver lightning all the timeses We wanna see all our Family and new friends again...but...we also can'ts stay in the Tree much longers... we dun wanna make them go boom with us... Mojo...


  • (( 8/ I never really thought I'd reach this point in Cera's story arc. But with that last wild surge in Norwick… and already weakened from her planar powers being "on" in aconstant if low grade stae since her little trip to Atol... the wild surge kicked it up another notch... and that brings me to the point I built into Cera from the day I created her for Narfell. and so her story ends..I'm not quite ready to give up playing Cera yet...so I do have a second more open ended story arc for Cera to follow this one.. but only if I can get her to survive the end of this one.. ^.^))

    ::a scrap of parchment. torn irregullarly just as the others before it only...this one is marred by small holes.. charring centering around the couple of them would indicate they were burned inperhaps by the arcing energies like electricity..the child-like handwriting somehow more..unsteady tahn even usual::

    I'm…..so...scared, Mojo.. so tired..and scared.. TheWell...it did more than make us tired agin.. We helped the Kind Lady look in her bowl...to..see..if..we coulds sees what's wrong..with us..... and BOOOM. we're going to go boom!, MOjo! Mojo...I dun wanna die.. Mojo we...we...dun even have time to plot agsint the demon...or..the nasty Devon anymores... no die.. we gaves the Kind Lady a hug after we saws this.. She was very sad, Mojo... do we tells, Mister Coin? Why did we ha to go to Norwick? oh we made so many new good friendses..but..now...now...we dun wanna die.. dun wanna die oh so tired, Mojo..rest..yes..rest...


  • ((Phew! Finally all cuaght up.. ^.^))

    ::yet anaother scrap of parchment bearing the seemingly child-like handwriting::

    I do not know if it all this learning…this planeawalking yesyes tha we is learning from the Man in Blue or if it still the cave... I thnks it is the cave, Mojo OSome times it feelsl ike we are not so tired andothers ..like today we feel so much more tired so..so tired Mojo... And the cave..we saw daddy finally! He was back! But..we as stil too scared to ask him if he was still mad at us. Mommy saids he was not... But we should asks him, Mojo. we should asks Daddy. Daddy and Mommy tit seems they found this man in black Mommy had told us about in a riddle.... a Caleb? Was he not the big scary red one so long ago when mommy still had her special necklace? or are just saying things again, Mojo? The one after Aunt Jade for that nasty wizard Devon... He just won't go away... Why won't that mist plane demon and Devon learn.. You dun mess with Mojo. We hopes the bandit king learned it... or did we learns not mess with the bandit king? 'casue we nots going to..if he stil here.. The w Niether the demon nore the Devon will leave my Mister Coin or Family alone.. Mojo we must go the Kind Lady and do some checking up on the Devon. But first the misty plane demon... Uncle Call he willhelp us..if we needs it.. we wil needs all our Family though even with the Man in Blue and what he is teaching us... we will needs them all..but Mojo how can we keep all our Family safe and happy when we are so tired all the time? mm More sleep, Mojo.. then we thinks about some mores...maybe we won't be so tired when we wakes up.. oh Sakura where ares you? You has not been home either for awhiles..probably out unstuck in other times again..Mojo let's pray to Corellon before we sleeps' otay? He will helps her back home...and maybe keep our Family safe while figures this outs


  • ::parchment scrap all misshapen torn::

    Mojo! Mjo! Mojo! Mojo! Mommy is NOT mad! She is nots! Hmm and she is all happy again.. Her Tyr founds her again. yesyes! But still we brokes her special necklace…her handle...but Mommy say we are her handle. yesyes.. We hopes she is rights... And demons... has days she leaves Mister Coin alone for a little while it seems... maybe she afraids of Mojo. she knows Mojo means business. Don't you come back nasty demon! You know what will happen if you does. Hmm that reminds us Mojo we has decided.. to take the Man in Blue up on his offers to help us yes we dids.. But you knew that.. And you know what.. yes you do! We ..went walking he called its. It was not very far...but a blue mist you and me became in that place he calls Wind.. Wind such a pretty... calm place.. and his Nara.. is it a friend of yours we has not mets? The Man in Blue says he picked Nara but you picked us.. why did you pick us, Mojo? Then again there are so many of you, Mojo... it's hard to know which one of you did the picking.. Mojo learned lots.. Lots did we learn... at... not so at one with you did we feels before.... You were loud but not so noisy..or is that noisy but not so loud? whatevers it did not hurts our head so much... but... still it was hard getting theres. to the place called wind. yes the wind let's see. Mommy has her handle again... she is a whole Teapot again... I hopes Mommy knows she is a handle for us too.. Mister Coin is our handle so much our handle...and Sakura ..Uncle Call...Aunt Ari... all our Family....how many handles can a teapot have? hmm maybe Mommy and Daddy must be the hinged handle on tops for carrying. Or maybe they are our lid. the Kind Lady is our spout yes she is... so much she teaches us.. hmm does that mean the Man in Blue is tipping and pouring us out?


  • ::::parchment scrapness::

    We lefts the Tree today.. Mojo…which is good.. You guesses. you being Mojo. But stil we are tired. Still we cannot finds Mommy OR Daddy... ..They musts be REALLY mad at us, Mojo.. What dowe does? Hmm so sad Mojo. No thinks about that.. Thinks about Mister Coin... we fianlly gots up the courage to talks to him about not telling hims of our plan.. about Mommy's special necklace and the bandit king. He is not.. he is not mad at us! But..Mojo...not so yay..that demon..the one from the misty plane. She still haunts us.. What she did to Mister Coin and Mommy.. She holds on making our Mister Coin sick.. We cannot lets her haves him.Nopenope. so tired thoug .. we go sleep now, Mojo seeses you theres in dreamlands...and on the way too. But then you are always there, Mojo.. yepyep.


  • ((Ya know.. playing a charaact who bummed and has nothing to do but sit around and be bummed can kinda get to ya…. -.-'))

    ::parchment...most obssesively torn into a most irregular piece::

    No, Mojo…we aren't going to talk about that today. Nopenope We did ses the Man in Blue again..yesyes you did...so much he knows about everyones..... even Uncle Kanen it seemses. yes..we are trying not to thinks on that ...but allways it comes back tous when the Kind Lady and Jeni or Mister Coin are busy like they is today..oh what now... we needs to talk to Uncle Reg yes...a party..our Pashtiva! That is what..we keeps saying so but we forgets...Mojo..we wish we coulds forgets the other stuff like thatses. But no luck...nopenopenope. nope. There we can show them the new trick yesyes we should practise this.. the pretty lights we learned to draw on us and make sparkly in the air....it is all we can do when so tired ...thirsty now, Mojo hot talk after we gets a drink... then the lights..yes draw more lights..


  • ((hmm..I wll have to get around to Sakura's background at least if not a on going log… Cera's is probably bad enough. ^.^....::cricket chirp:: SPLAT eww...anyway))

    Still…still so....so tired, Mojo and thristy....but I can get my water now. YAY! When theys is not...looking.. The Kind Lady seems to worrieds and does so Jeni and Jonni when I gets up ... but.. I cans...though...w is even more tired and thirsty when we gets back, Mojo from the water pool.....least its' not so fars from the fire. And you saw Sakura agains.. yes you ...you didses. Mojo what can we do? She is nots happy no..no.. I think she is worried about her mommy... I knows we would be about our Mommy..like we is alreadies.. and since we are Sakura's mommy it us she is worried about. Like the Kind Lady and Mister Coin is..but we is okay..see? See.. Mojo? only tired and hot...It's why you went for us..to Norwick.. but you always know this stuffs... You were there. Unstuck in time, Sakura seems to be from what she tellls uses... and our faults in the future it seems...oh Mojo..what canwe do? That funny man in blue knew so much of us and everyones....everyones it seemed even Mommy's troubles. He said Mommy's special amulet was gone and that we are the ones who broke it... we are sorry, Mommy.. we are sorry..and Daddy we are sory..sorry...we thoughts you were Father before...Mojo is sorry... Mojowe done not so good..leaving without telling Mister Coin...dear Mister Coin..staying by us all this time we loves him so....Mojo we all those things like not telling Mister Coin our planses...accsuing Daddy of being Father...breaking Mommy's special necklace and still we do not know what happened to the bandit king after he hurts us..I hopes he gones too...we dun wanna see him ever again, Mojo..what do we do?


  • ::parchment..torn and scrapish::

    So tired…Mojo..this must be what Carnival felt like..and awarm and we afiled..we failed Mommy... we did not gets it...and Mister Coin. we should tolds him of our plan.. Fahter...he fooled us.. he fooled us, Mojo.. He was never Daddy and and Daddy was never him....we are sorry... Mojo is sorry....sorry... Sakura was sad but we saws her suc prettypink hair..it made Jenihapy...and the Kind Lady.. Mojo .we so thirsty and tired...


  • ::scrap, scrap, scrap, parchment, parchment, parchment. handwriting as kid-like as ever::

    Mojo…remind us to look iinto live forever spells oh? yes Immortaility yepyepyep tha's wordses we are looking for. Hum Never shall we be as asad as we were today. or so it seemmses rightnow. But it was not a long sad. Nopenope It UP and down...feeling Mister Coin ripped away from us ..and given and taken away.... Mojo... if not for Mommy. I do nots think we would be alright... it was Mommy that hlp-ed stay even if we do nots know why Corellon would send us back from Carni's Pashtiva Camp just so we can lose our Mister Coin. And when we finally went to go after Mister Coin in Norwick... thankses to Uncle Imphras.. he tooks me and Mommy there.. But you knew that. Yesyesyes you did.. Mister Coin was not so happy..isnot so happy. Nopenopenope. Not so happyat hall we feels. But..still we is SO happy he stayed. he is not happy though..Mojo thinks it is because trips to the misty plane can do that to you. yesyes.. so close together...it scrambled uses just feeling his tug to join hims both times. Mojo...what do we do? hmm just be there Corellon said... Mommy saidso too. She saids we cannot gives up hope..No matter whats. We needs that party, Mojo.. weneeds it NOW! Everybody needs that Pashtiva. both reasons why you and me founds a way and insisted she and Uncle Reg have a talk. adn youwere rights, Mojo...they dids need to... Mommy seemed happier afters...I think..she does now... Ihopes Uncle Reg is okkie too...maybe the party will help we has to talk to hims about rescheduling it..and hope nothing mores gets in the way.


  • ((Thankya all. ^.^ I have fun doing this. And sometimes it's the only place I get to RP Cera. When ICly she's been removed by her accursed powers to places unknown. I just hipe she can staya little longer this time between rifting events. ^.^ I mean they ge worse each time….even as she gains a little control each time one happens... and no thanks to reent evetns it's reached the point that if anyone is tanding too close to her when she goes..they'll get sucked along right withher. Hm just a little warning that maybe I should be giving but....I trust you people))

    ::scrap of parchment...yes it also has been obessively torn into the scrap it is::

    Oh wow! Oh wow! Oh WOW! Can you believe it, Mojo? Neither can I! Corellon came Carnival and us..IN person. You know. You saws him too, Mojo. He came to our Pashtiva. Yes he did! Now, we was all having much fun when he came so we invited hims to stay and have fun with us. And he did! But as we did he wanted to talk yous?so we lefts everybody for a lil while, You, me and Carnival. Yes we did and wents with Corellon. Hmm but Mojo what do you think about whats he said? He reminded uses of what he told us after our plan to make Mister Coin all ours fizzled and he left Carnival to be with us. That Mister Coin needed us to be with him. Oh, Mojo so confusing ti can be to be us sometimes. Somehow the Mister Coin at the Pashtiva is not the Mister Coin who needs us. The Mister Coin at the Pashtiva has Carnival now..so we dun have to stay here. But everybody is finally so happy. And we woulds miss Carnival who the Most Generous Corellon told you how he helped Carnival get from the misty plane to the Pashtiva. So we do not have to be sads. She is not deads no more. Just living here. I guess we has to go back to the Mister Coin who needs us? but the Most Generous Corellon also said we could come backs to se Carnival any time we wanteds. Oh yes he did! So it will not be so bad. We can visit the Pashtiva on our own now. It will be good. Also he tolds us of how that Mommy and Daddy also neededs us too. Our Family neds us. This our Family has Carnival now. She is happy now. It is good. Now tt?s time go now, Mojo. Time to go be with out other Family. They needs us


  • Cera's diary is my favorite to read. It's fun attempting to piece together what goes on in her mind. And scarily enough, I think I have a fairly good idea! Even so, there are many times when Cera throws me a curve ball.

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    I agree! It's like reading an episode of Twin Peaks. Strange and twisted, I peel away the layers to try and see what really happened. Hell, sometimes I don't even know whats going on in the posts I'm involved with… 😄

  • Peltarch Far Scouts

    Keep it up! Cera's journal is fun to read 😉


  • ((Again…italics represent a kid-loke handwriting, certain letters sketched out backwards, only reitterated the viewers convenience.. going through my collage of entries here for such info when you do not know it exists...woud..not happen..cause you wouldnot be looking for it because you donot know it..exists.. Yay me! WEll know I know and knowing is half the ahh forget it.. ))

    ::torn parchment::

    Yay! We are back at the Pashtiva, Mojo! We are backses! YepYepyep! Happy..sad..happy.. it does get confusing to keep tracks of what peoples are and if there are spiders and doggie beasts out in the woods or just the mists of Mojo.. but guess what.. Carnival is here! YaY! No more arguing or fighting or anything. Mojo…we are home.


  • ::parchment torn here::

    SO happy…so sad...so happy..so sad, Mojo. We is back from teh Pasthtiva... it seemses Carnival did not makes it and took Mister Coin and us wit hers to the misty plane... Everybody was happy again, Mojo back at the Pashtiva...but ehn... we dids miss Carni.. only she was not there where the spiders were gone and no one left the Gypsy Camp. But the mists of Mojo you're friends they were closingin and ruining everyones fun just as we ...found ourselves in the misty plane, Mojo. IT was alright though...after we decied Corellian would look after us. He gave us Mister Coin to be part of you, Mojo. he would not lets us down. But then... just as we were saying we would miss MOmmy and Daddy and all our Family... POOF! There we wents!, Mojo There we wents! Mommy ogts us back! But there was no Pashtiva. Hmm Mister Coin saids it was not even there. MOmmy was sad..the Daddy came.. so sad..so happy... MOmmy and Daddy they found their happy again.. agin? But ehy arleady did...so confusing but they are happy again, Mojo...and so was Mister Coin..once we founds that Carnival had found her happy ..we used one of those scrying things the Kind Ladytaught us..and we found her..at the Pashtiva..maybe Corelien helped her find it... She was SO happy she was. still Mojo. I misses her.


  • ::but a corner of a parahment in a shaky formerly flowing handwriting…the smiley's gone and the words themselves smudeged::

    Mojo….no more strength....no...no more jokes....no moe plans...

    ((This'l lteach me to rely on dice.. >.


  • ((At least I can still lay Cera here for now. Yay. ^.^ -.- ))

    ::le parchment..italics, a cild's looking handwritting::

    Oh, Mojo, I'ms so gladses . It was funny at firsts but everything is better now. The spiders are gones from the forest outoide of camp. We thinks your friends are out there now. We here's them whispering in the shadowses at the edge of camp. But guess what, Mojo! We is not the only one who hearses them! Mommy and Daddy! And…Mister Coin everybody... ALL our Family hearses them. So we do nots stay at teh dge of Camp. The Kind Lady says its' not good to go outside the camp anyway. But it is alright, Mojo. There is no needs togo outside camp. Uncle Reg has arragned a neverending Pashtiva! Now that everybody can be happy agains! Why was anyne sad to begin with, Mojo? Oh well no matters. WE is home. All the peoles we love is home. and happy. Maybe..we wills just go on having this Pashtiva forevers, Mojo. We'ld mightlikes that. Next up is the stor teeling. Last storytlling.. Heee that was funny, Mojo..even Uncle Kanen gots up and ids the new song you taughts me..the 'Hokey Pokey'? He put his whole self in. He put his whole self out and then di the hokey pokey. Because Mojo that IS what it's all about.

    ::Meanwhile..back in Narfell on a completely different scrap of parchment this loopy, smiley-ridden script was written by Carnival:
    :

    Why did you not wake me, Mojo? we were supposed to put Cera's plan iinto action and finsih up my back-up one. Oh well soso tired. We will play our jokes later. Maybe then the Kind Lady will help us with my plan. Good night, Mojo.


  • That morning, the day had been as promising as any other. The birds sang and the dew glistened in a few shafts of sunlight breaking through the forest canopy. The Camp was so beautiful first thing in the morning, its smells and music. It was always something Cera welcomed as she emerged from Katya?s Tree, now also her own home. Little did she realize that her whole world would shatter before her eyes in only a matter of mere moments. It would not be the first time and not the last; however, her fragile world found itself under such assaults at an alarming rate these days.

    Playing, that is what her love and stability had promised. Her Mommy and Mister Coin were only going to have a little play fight. When metal met metal though and she saw the blood lust in her Mommy?s eyes it soon seemed to be anything but a game. Her ?mother? (only in Cera?s fractured mind) and her Coin (himself one of the strongest voices of Mojo within her head since their elven bonding) exchanged vicious blows. Each Coin and her Mommy, beating the other down the forest soil at least once. Her Uncle Reginald was also no where to be seen, maybe he went for help. San thought such as that was fleeting and only in the back of her din filled mind. Mojo, the voices that never ever left her alone, voices from extraplanar beings great and small, grew ever louder as things spiraled out of control..

    Her world already laid threadbare in those few moments of battle between Kara and Coin when not soon after word did Braeth, her daddy by delusion (as Kara was her mommy by delusion), stormed upon them. The others around seemed so distant to her, she was barely aware they even existed. She did not hear their words, not even her Mommy?s or Daddy?s angry words registered past the opening volleys. Only their angry tones resonated among the racket already crowding what little conscious thought she was allowed day to day. Then it happened, Daddy through off the Bracelet that Grows, the symbol of his connection to Mommy. She knew this well, her own wrists donned with her own Bracelet that grows.

    Little else mattered after that, nothing else got through the head splitting noise broadcast out to Coin and reflected back to her as a sensation of being overwhelmed. Perhaps a brief reaction the fire between Kara and Braeth on Coin?s part, yet the magic had been already flowing through her. Now it was allowed to flood her body. The raw power of the Weave found its way through her very being as it had before and every time her world delicately constructed world fell apart. As the silver energy and lightning of raw magic wracked her form, all went black and she was swallowed into shadow. The place with no color. The Plane of Shadow.

    This was but the first of many places she would pass through and not a one would she remember, consumed as she was by each plane?s raw magic. When she did awake, she found herself in a very familiar place but not Narfell. It was a place that had been with her no matter where she went. But it was quite a bit more real then ever. There was no dreamy fog, no odd disembodiment or detachment of simply reliving a memory. It was real. It had smell and texture and scery just as the forest had that morning?.and then?there was the forest molding itself out of the surroundings.. What been cold dark stone of a dank cavern was now a sunny forest glen. Cera smiled up at the trees and sky and then she heard laughing. It was NOT Mojo. For once it was not Mojo. A quick glance around brought into view, her Family. Those she had just left behind. And they were happy, playing, running. Mommy, Daddy, Mister Coin?even Uncle Kanen was happy and playing. Tag was it called? Yes?she was going to like this place. She was going to like this place A LOT.