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 come from? Is this all happening? Regardless of the questions, you cannot stop running. The fear is too strong, too real, and too vivid to be ignored. It is your life you're 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

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 with Yado. There's a pond.


Go to the pond or turn back





Not a Refreshing
Reflection

All the minor details of traveling 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.
Taking 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 paw touches the water, a tingling feeling surges through you. Starting from the tips of your toes and traveling 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, 1821


Preferences

Puzzles, observing, learning, falling, flying, spider webs, intertwining, dreaming
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, and feel 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


Warmth. Safety. Love. The image of two newborn lupe pups swirled into life upon the liquid surface. One pup was grey with gold and navy stars covering his legs, and the other was white with dark feathered wings upon her small back. They were barely an hour old, cuddling into the belly of what was presumably their mother; a white starry lupess with stunning green eyes. Another canine sat nearby, observing the new small life forms, he was grey with his own pair of feathered wings resting at his side.


-insert image to be drawn-

.."We were born January 21st 1821,".. a calm feminine voice fluttered into your mind as you watched the moving picture of the small canine family, .."A litter of two, Ayado and I. Our parents always wanted a family, but we were nothing like what they expected."..

The voice almost felt as though it was your own. As though your own thoughts were explaining the images you were watching. Explaining memories that you had seemingly lost. In fact, as soon as the words were spoken there were little 'aha' moments. As though you just remembered something that was at the edge of your mind. Like finding the word that was just at the tip of your tongue.

The liquid movie changed, to reveal the same two pups. A few months older. Their eyes unnaturally gazing out at you. The white winged female, oddly looking like a young version of the creature you had become, had horizontal lines for pupils. No irises at all. The grey male, also without irises, had star-shaped pupils.


-insert image to be drawn. Half full body of them sitting, half up close of their bizarre eyes-

.."The instant our eyes opened, our parents thought something was off about us.. and only a few months after we were born were they absolutely sure that we were not like other pups.".. Suspense filled your gut. As though you were getting tests done to find out what kind of disease you had.

-insert image of glowing Yado eyes, and bright blue light-

.."Things started happening with us. Ayado's eyes would glow red as he painfully would get visions of the past and future. If I touched someone with my skin, and something like a memory was heavily on my mind they would instantly be pulled into vivid dreams. Or if someone else had a memory on their mind, and I touched them, I would be pulled into it."..

Is that what's happening? Before you really get a chance to contemplate it, feelings of alienation overcome you. You're strange. You're not natural. Your parents think something is wrong with you. They can deny it all they want, but when you see their deepest memorable thoughts -- you know that they think you somehow don't belong.

.."They loved us, they just couldn't grasp that we were gifted. Things like that didn't happen in real life. Only in fairy tales did magic exist. My parents were unaware of the reality of mystical power, until the day they found that Ayado and I were special, not freaks of nature."..
The image changed, showing new faces outside of the small canine family. Faces of snowy white canines with blue markings over them. The scenery changed too. Northern. Mountains.
.."Our parents, trying to find out why we were such peculiar pups, searched miles for anyone who believed in magic. They followed a trail of rumors to a pack of canines in the mountains. That's when I met Frost and his family.".. Frost? Who is Frost? Something about the name, brought strange remorseful--yet grateful-- feelings to the pit of your stomach.

.."While our parents were busy talking with Frost's parents, Ayado and I got to spend some time with Frost and his siblings.".. The feeling of finally belonging erupted inside you, as you watched the small liquid image of the four pups playing with strange gifted abilities. .."Cure could heal any cut, Keen had super senses, Shift could seemingly teleport since he traveled so quickly, and Frost could manipulate and create ice out of thin air. To discover we weren't alone in having magical abilities, made us feel like we belonged somewhere; furthermore, our parents discovered that some creatures are just chosen to have abilities -- through some higher power -- and they began to accept us. In fact, they saw us as some sort of miraculous blessing. It was much better to feel overly praised, than it was to feel unwanted."..

.."Since Frost's family lived so far north from our homeland, and our parents were not fond of the cold (and neither were we) we said goodbye to them. In the last few moments before we left their home, Ayado was bombarded with the strangest vision. A vision that remained a mystery to us for many years."..


-insert image of vision-

The liquid swirled with a horrified image of an older Frost. His body surrounded by blood and he lay dead on the frozen rocky earth. A strange, unfamiliar voice echoed.. almost drowned in water.. and said .."He is the answer. He is the soul of the savior"..


Simplest Times

The liquid movie began to move in fast forward. Speeding through moments into the future. .."Growing up we never really had much to worry about. We were naïve and used our gifts for selfish reasons. I would vividly tattle on Ayado, by showing my parents moments in memory. Ayado would play 'fortune teller' by trying to force the oncoming of a premonition (which was always ridiculous, since he could not control when he got one) for praise.".. You watched as years and years passed in the reflective surface.


Playing With Time

The fast-moving images gradually came to steady real-time movement showing Deja and Yado when they were young adults.
THIS IS UNDER CONSTRUCTION.
IT IS BEING WORKED ON NOW-- FEBRUARY 2011.
IT WILL BE DONE SOON.

-21... something?!?... they accidently traveled in time. Made a discovery that they could do that. HAPPENED AT THE VERY POND THAT THEY WERE AT NOW.
-This was her and Yado's place. They had promised that they would always meet up here if they got separated.
-when they returned into the present, the only thing that had changed was ___. This was lucky, because they could have seriously messed something up. "We were stupid, messing with time." All that happened, happened to us.
-Promised never to tell anyone of what we could do.


Consequences

-It didn't take long after returning from our time travel experience, that we had lost our scents. Both of us, like we didn't exist, had no aromas. It was as though we had lost part of our existence. Part of our natural being. Everything in the world has a scent, but after that moment of time travel, we no longer did.
-Ayado loved this. He saw it as an advantage. It helped him to be stealthier. He always was looking at things in life as an advantage to him. Call me a pessimist, but I saw it as a loss of existence. Like I was just a little less real.

-Years had passed before we realized that we no longer aged past 21. Somehow, as a consequence of going back in time, we had lost 'aging'. Forever 21.
-Living forever means living and watching others die.


Brewing Darkness

-tales of the beast -- fairy tales, horror stories, spread like a virus for years. Speaking of the beast who called himself Devil. Taking many forms. Always massive. Etc, etc. Most saw these as silly and false tales, but being a creature that had powers-- and witnessed power of the world, I knew that if it was possible to have good powers, it was certainly possible to have bad ones.
-Yado wanted to time travel at times, but since he couldn't without me, we never did. I knew it was wrong.
-not aging, witnessed parents age.. and die. In a way, their deaths came at the perfect time. Before the beast came...


Destruction

-death destruction. Up north. Creatures sought sanctuary. Flames. Death. Smoke in the air, always. Etc. Death. Death. Death.
-Then Ayado and Deja went after the beast. Yiore's body.
-When the beast touched Deja, Deja got swarmed with the memories of Yiore-- the creature who Devil had possessed. Seeing Frost in the memory. Yiore's voice talking to Frost as a pup-- telling him he was chosen before his birth. He was part of the promised ones -- he was given powers. He was going to be the answer. The resistance against evil in the world. He had the soul of a savior.
-Ayado, risking his life to save Deja, jumped on Devil's back. All happened so fast, they both ran.
-THIS IS WHERE THE MEMORY FLASHBACK OF WHAT THE PAGE STARTS OFF WITH, STARTS.
-Made it to the pond, the same pond where they originally did the time shift back when they were 21.
-waited at the pond, wing dislocated. This was her and Yado's place. They had promised that they would always meet up here if they got separated.
-waited. Heart pounding. Fear overcoming her. He wasn't chasing her. Was he chasing Yado. Did he have Yado? He had to of had him. He did the last moment you saw him.
-Miraculously, out of no where, Ayado showed up. Something about the beast having a slight inner battle.


Only Option

-smoke. Destruction. Death. This world was not what it used to be. Connecting the dots. Frost-- savior. Yiore.. the one possessed knew Frost before she was possessed. It all had to add up.
-didn't matter if they died, lose something else. What other option did they have? So much death and destruction.
-time travel again.


Changing Fates

-back in time, to Yiore and Frost. Before Yiore ran off to go after the beast herself. Small instance. Causing the onset of Yiore and Frost to fall in love. Distracting her with him, the mortal feelings she had.
-complete time shift/warp.


New World

-beast-- took over Frost. Strong.. he fights, suppresses him. He is tortured for life, but for his torture the whole world lives happier.
-Deja now carries scents of old memories.
-cannot find Ayado. Always had a connection when they were younger. Always travels back to this pond, hoping to find him there. Never is.


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 impaired 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?

Dizzy, and disoriented, you stare at the oddly familiar canine who's life you just completely were consumed by. .."I am sorry for intruding your mind with vivid images of my past,".. her sweet voice was encompassed with sincerity, .."just no one ever believes the story if I just tell them it with just my words."..
Not sure how you feel about the entire situation, you remain quiet as she gazes at you with her strange eyes. .."I guess I should formally introduce myself now,".. she offered you a weak smile, .."My name is Deja"..




Connections





Connected
Through Blood, Past, Path


Currently being worked on. 'Tis Feb. 2011.
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 role-playing 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 :
  • Zekas
  • Delehara
  • Gletsjers


    To Do:
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    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.
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  • No removing my username. EVER. Disregard the third rule, and instead title the neomail "Have We Met?"
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  • Customs

    Custom count thus far: 27 (7 of my own characters)



    Gletsjers



    Delahara


    Thomaslav


    Zekas


    Seirill


    Revieon


    _Mortality_


    Dakotahh_


    Twistted


    x_Striider_x


    Intoxicable


    Inqoaj


    Ayado


    Iglupe


    Niural


    Dalner


    Auths


    Sacrafiice


    Yiore


    Kinneth


    Rhaust


    Koumpounophobia_


    Xiethner


    Astroza


    Draviuz


    _Kilama_


    Dejavuh


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    Trickery is an art form, my friend.


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    Artwork by Jessika

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    Credits

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    Everything on this website, unless otherwise stated, was created by Jessika {Jepawsbo, tr0pz, trompz, tropzi2, siikka}.
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    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.
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