A Bright Light
and a time shift
You feel the touch of a paw upon your shoulder, but as you turn to look everything gets brighter-- much brighter.
All of a sudden you're scared, horrified even, and running for your life. He's going to get you, and he's already gotten your brother.
Where did this knowledge from from? Is this all happening? Regardless of the questions, you cannot stop running. The fear is too strong, too real, too vivid to be ignored. It is your life your running for, or is it her life?
Who is this her that keeps coming to your mind?
Your head just keeps filling up with questions. Why do the present and past tenses seem to be unclear in your mind? Are you running now, or are you reliving something you did earlier on in your life?
The only thing that seems to make any sense is the need to run, or does it make sense?
What's going on?
Do you keep running or do you stop?
Keep Running
Keep Breathing
Your breath grows heavier in your chest, and the sky grows darker within an instant. It is almost as though time has been fast-forwarded through the hours of running, and now you have slowed your pace to a gradual stop.
Why didn't you just fly?
Since when did you even have wings? With full effort, you try to stretch out your wings. Long coal feathers extend upon your left wing, but your right wing wont move. It is dislocated.
Well at least it doesn't hurt anymore.
If he had been chasing you, you tell yourself, he would have caught you by now.
He has Yado. In this hazy reality you can be sure of few things, and your love for Yado is one of those things.
Catching your breath, you allow yourself to take a look at your surroundings. You've been here before. You came here when you were a pup. You came here with Yado. There's a pond.
Go to the pond or turn back
Not a Refreshing
Reflection
All the minor details of travelling through the assorted foliage to the pond, the aching of your muscles, practically collapsing out of exhaustion, and actually lowering your head to the water and lapping up the liquid, furiously, seemed to be, yet again, fast-forwarded in your mind. What could have taken twenty minutes had seemingly taken two seconds, and now here you are enjoying the refuge of the cool liquid slipping through your mouth and down your previously dry throat.
You continue drinking for a few minutes before you realize what lay right in front of your face.
Is that your face? You remain still, gazing at your reflection, confused at what is going on.
You know that is your face, at least.. you think you do. Your name is Deja, and you've always looked this way.
But wait... that's not your name. This isn't you, this isn't your memory. This all started with that bright light... whatever touched you must be causing this. What's going on?
Something is happening to you.
What?
You're Trapped
In Her Memory
You examine the reflection for a little longer, panic filling you as questions whirl around. Maybe this is really happening, and you've switched bodies with whoever this Deja is, and she's off in your body right now? Or maybe you're hallucinating. You're dreaming. You've been drugged. You're being hypnotized.
So many explanations keep coming to your mind, but none of them seem to stick. None of them feel as though they are right. None of them are right.
Not sure if you should be angry, sad, or mortified you frantically begin to look around as though you may see a way out, but there is nothing; all you see is the sky, the stars, the trees, the grass, and the pond. You are alone, and you are, well, not you. The feelings and thoughts of Deja are still strong.
Maybe if you learn about this lupess, that you have seemingly become, you can find a way to undo whatever all of this is.
Takng a deep breath, you approach the pond again. Something inside of you (or is it you?) knows what to do.
Touch the pond.
The Water
A Liquid Storyboard
Just as your (or Deja's) paw touches the water, a tingling feeling surges through you. Starting from the tips of your toes and travelling through your entire body. With a single deep breath in, the air seems to change. It's much more humid now. Blinking open your eyes you notice the same bright light as before flooding out from the very paw that you're touching the water with; furthermore, the reflection in the water begins to change... filling you with knowledge and memories of the lupess whom you seem to have become.
General Knowledge
Name: Dejavuh [Day-szha-voo]
Alias: Deja
Species: Lupe
Gender: Female
Age: Forever 21
Born: January 21, 1921
Preferences
LIKES AND DISLIKES RAWWWR
♥ Puzzles, observing, learning, falling, flying, spiderwebs, intertwining, dreaming
X Storms, Swimming, Cloudy nights, smoke, greed, negligence, closed off characters, nightmares
Reference
What Happened To Her?
The Tale
Of Dejavuh
The rippled water began to show moving images, like a dream in liquid, of the lupess that you have seemingly become. Not only did the pictures move, but you could smell, taste, feel, and hear all the things as though they were really happening to you.
This either had to be some weird dream, or some sort of magic... either way, you seemed unable to avoid it.
Puppyhood
To be done.
VERY soon.
Destruction
notes notes notes.
Options
To be done.
VERY soon.
Switching Fates
To be done.
VERY soon.
New World
To be done.
VERY soon.
Reunited
HASN'T HAPPENED YET.
Suddenly, the water, the forest, and the foreign feelings that you had been feeling disappeared. You feel dizzy, confused, and that bright blue light from before began to fade away-- leaving your vision to be slightly impared with floating dots.
In front of you there is this lupess. Her fur mainly of a white coloring, each of her paws, and her muzzle, were dipped with coal coloring; furthermore, upon her back, there sat large dark feathered wings.
You look familiar....
You Look Familiar
...Have We Met?
Will be done after story is completely noted.
Connections
Connected
Through Blood, Past, Path
Currently being worked on. As of June 2, 2009.
Will be done soon
Friends
Good Bonds Are Hard To Find
And Harder To Keep
No friends yet, how sad D:
Memories
The Past Should Not Be Clung To
But Used As A Guide
Roleplay memories will be put up here once I start an enjoyable roleplay.
If you are interested in a quad lupe roleplay, and you are fairly literate, feel free to neomail me.
Information about my roleplaying can be found here
Intelligence is something I treasure in a roleplay partner. :3
Miniature Imitations
Miniature Imitations
Gazing Adoptables
Welcome to the adoptable section of Deja's page. I doubt you've read the whole page (by all means, if you have, tell me-- aha), but regardless you've made it to the adoptables (which is probably why you came here anyway..)
I only make customs, so you'll never see the normal colors.
I'll only make a custom adoptable for a design I like, and if I think it will actually be put to good use on a page or whatnot.
I can always reject making a custom. If requests are open, and you feel as though you qualify, feel free to neomail me for a custom.
For a custom, neomail me on my main account ( here)
Just make sure you've read the rules first.
Status
Requests: Friends Only
Trades: Yes please (:
Reference:
Waiting for my half from :
Hartrope
Niural
To Do:
Sorrel
(Waiting for my half first):
Hartrope
Rules
No editing them yourself.
No using a custom that is not yours.
Title the neomail "Dejadopt"
No stealing them and claiming them as your own
No entering them in the Beauty Contest, or any other contest.
They are for the use on NEOPETS. Having an off-site neopets is OK, but I don't want to find them on any other virtual pet site or anything like that.
Neomail my main account. Mails to this account will be ignored.
No removing my username. EVER. Disregard the third rule, and instead title the neomail "Have We Met?"
You must link back to this page
Customs
Custom count thus far: 22 (7 of my own characters)
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Look Alikes
So Familiar
They Could Be Me
Gallery
Pretty Pictures
Beautiful Moments
Artwork by Others
--None yet.. D:--
Artwork by Jessika
--Under construction--
Trophies
Life Has Prizes
To Be Cherished
Memorable Shine Award
--Under Construction--
Awards I've Won
Award Count:
0
--None yet.. D:--
The Free Prizes
Award Count:
5
Places To Visit
Places I've Discovered
That Are Worth The Visit
Credits
Credits
Respect The Effort
Everything on this website, unless otherwise stated, was created by Jessika {Jepawsbo, tr0pz, trompz, tropzi2, siikka}.
I spent a lot of time on the art and layout on this page, so please don't steal any of my HTML/CSS, design, or my art. If you would like help in making art or layouts I would much rather you ASK than steal.
Theft is mean... D:
Any art seen on this page, that was made by me, can be found on my DA account {Jepawsbo} where I (usually) have information about how I made the art/what brushes I used/etc.
The character, and design, of Deja belong to me-- stealing or copying any of my ideas is rude and down right evil.
Feel free to neomail me with any questions you have. I do not find curiosity an insult. Thievery is an insult, not a compliment.
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