Eclipse Plumie Readopt Form

[Quillington]

         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         
         

 

Roughly half of my life is spent asleep, the reward of the day. Mistakes and obstacles in life are ineluctable, but so are dreams. I have many skills in my life I've adopted, one of which is to be able to control these flawless sleep ramifications. I am the eclipse between these two contradictory worlds. Despite the world's differences, one like myself could find them almost the same. Don't get me wrong, the outside world has it's wonders. I still find myself surrounded with a couple close friends and I live my life with a shy smile rather than false reality and quelling depression. My significant other, Castor, is enveloped in his own work and studies, which has rubbed off on me, giving my mind a taste for the science field. We occasionally work together to some day create a device that allows two people to share and control dreams. He usually wants to be alone, which I respect, and it gives me the freedom to perform what I do second best, write. The theory is authors should write about what they are already knowledgeable about. What better knowledge is there than my own subconscious? The rest of my time is spent with friends or reading novels written by other authors, awaiting the day I can make dreams more than a story or illusion using my and my mate's collaborative knowledge in our scientific endeavors.

[Quillington]

      What is Lucid Dreaming?
Lucid dreaming is the ability to be conscious of a dream while it is taking place and be able to control it. Most can rarely achieve this, and is pure accident. However, with the proper mindset and practice, it is a skill that can be ameliorated upon as if any other skill. Senses are as active as if in reality and a lucid dream provides a method for achieving any wish the mind has.
 
 
      Bridge a Dream into Reality
Ever since I was small, I found myself keeping a diary of my dreams. It was a challenge to remember them, a game to play, a secret life behind the ever-resiting inevitable laws of reality. The more I kept the journal, the more I recalled, and the more I wanted to explore this alternate dimension inside my mind. I began to study books and articles located on the Internet on dream stories. What could I do, to bring this world into reach? One night, I remember listening to a symphony. The music spread through the room in such a musical aurora, I felt my heartbeat proliferate and my soul demanded the need to play along. At the time, string instruments were unfamiliar to me, so I couldn't play the violin in the normal fashion, by holding down my paw pads on different locations on the neck of the violin over the strings and slowly gliding my bow right above the bridge of the violin. Instead, I manipulated the music around me by just wishing what I desired. At that moment I realised what I was doing; I was controlling a dream. That was the day I began playing instruments in reality and dreaming my reality at night.
 

 

      A True Gift
A common saying is "sleep it off" or "Sleep fixes everything". In my scenario, the phrases can't be more accurate. Sleep is just another way to improve on what I know. I can't learn what I do not know previously, but I can improve upon my existing skills. Lucid dreams also allow for me to have a vent. My life is relatively calm, but my dreams can be as eccentric and my creativity desires. Entire stories I have indefatigably written can be designed and contrived through mapping them in lucid dreams. Many procrastinate through sleeping, where in my case, it can be more efficient than reality.

[Quillington]

 
 
 
 

 
 

Dream Journal
It's a commonality for lucid dreamers to keep track of their dream contingencies. This aids us in remembering more of our inverse realities which we visit in sleep. My dream journal was initiated as a child when I wished to record the beautiful stories my subconscious conjured. When I would wake up, I would record the full wonder of the dream. As time progressed, the journal became more of a test ground. I would attempt to relive the same dream or live a recent story I have read. Slowly, I would just try to be able to manipulate more and more. The journal shows progression in both skill and control. I'm found with it around me most of the time.The book is more than words on a page, it tells half of my life that many can't see the divine beauty of.
 


Castor's Dream
Castor was always a realist over dreamer. His field of study is chemistry and neurobiology, so stories and fantasy were implausible. However, as we committed to a relationship after college graduation, he found himself trying to understand neuroscience in another perspective. Castor lacked the ability to steadily control a lucid dream, but I managed to convince him to write down his natural dream, hoping it would aid him in his research.

"Dr. Castor Stronkbo entry 17 November 2005,
Dreams used to confuse and scare me as a child. I used to think of them as possible prophecies in the future or a foreboding omen. The confusion pressured me into finding what the visions of the night were. Even during youth, I had a burning curiosity for knowledge augmenting everyday.

I began researching whatever I could find in books or articles, finding myself avoiding sleep, not necessarily because I feared dreams, but also because I felt they were pointless and limiting. There could be so much more accomplished during the day learning and changing the reality for the better. However after studying dreams and the brain for years and getting to know Eclipse, I realised that not everything could explained through books. A lot of knowledge in life is obtained through first-hand experience. So Eclipse told me to write in her journal and attempt to dream.

The dream was intricate and exquisite. I don't remember much, but I remember running through a forest with Eclipse and somebody else small and young. She was strong and bold yet intelligent and playful. Thinking back on it now, that child was my daughter I do not have. I wonder if it is my subconscious telling me something?
End entry."
Days later Castor and I discussed his dream, which is a part of the reason our outstanding daughter, Iri exists today.

[Quillington]

 
 

 
 
      With Iridescense

      

I am a stay-at-home mother, which has allowed me to obtain a very close relationship with Iri. She can be narcissistic at points and prefers not to be helped most of the time. However, as her mother, I can usually ascertain when she is troubled and assist her. Most of Iri's school STEAM (Science, Technology, Engineering, Art, and Math) we work together on. Iri follows Castor and I in the way of academics, but is more social than either of us. After hearing enough of my dream stories and watching Castor work, she began to love technology and inventions as much as the rest of the family. Iridescence enjoys drawing and painting with watercolors and ink pens as well as digitally, which she picked up from Devant, but claims inventing is the true freedom of the mind and soul without any limits of a canvas.
 
 

      

     With Castor
Castor and I are looked at as the "imperfect" couple. Many say that we don't interact well enough to really know each other, but what they fail to comprehend is the simple fact that we associate in a way that we can understand one another without verbal communication. Our interests and lifestyle puzzle pieces match perfectly; we are both placid and secluded, trying to be a more adventurous couple would only lead to a forced relationship and eventual splitting apart. However we do work together often on technological projects and spend incredible amounts of time together with Iri, especially when she was younger. We enjoy each other's company, but we don't feel it necessary to drown in adventure. Castor as assists me in increasing my writing's visibility through his success in his work and spends a lot of his time watching me rehearse, especially with piano. It's amusing to watch him attempt to play a song when I try to teach him, which is very mnemonic to the times of grade school.
 
 
      With Devant

      

Devant has always loved the elegance of ballet. I myself, have always enjoyed the opulent nature of my string instruments. Occasionally, when we have the time, he will come over to dance when I am practicing playing harp or violin. Most don't accept his avocation for the performing arts. They say it isn't right for a male to dance to such a "girly" dance. Devant and I first met when Castor and I attended a small theatrical performance with Iridescense. We let Iri meet the dancers backstage after the marvelous show was completed. Iri was young at the time, but worked up the courage to declare how cool she thought it was that guy was dancing in the show and how she thought his dancing was superlative compared to the other dancers. Later, when Castor and I had a last-minute art show, we needed somebody to watch over our precious daughter. After contacting close relatives and friends, who were all unavailable, we resorted to finding a babysitter online. One of the results to come up was Devant, and after that he would watch Iri occasionally for us and became a close friend. Iri over time grew up close to Devant as a mentor of the arts.
 
 
       With Parents

Ever since I was small, my parents were always there. I remember hundreds of stories being read to me and times we visited the park or went on vacation. They were the type of parents that found an obsession with photographing every moment found adorable and precious. My old highschool school had no problem finding a baby picture for my senior yer in the yearbook. Assuming this, my childhood would be perfect, however there were many flaws in the perfect plastic plan. My parents wanted to give me everything I ever wanted and more, yet failed to understand what I desired was less. The more I began to spend alone in with dream journal, the more my parents demanded to be social and travel. I was trapped in the world my parents wished they had. They thought I was lonely, when in reality I wanted to be alone in solitary. It wasn't until late in highschool when my relationship mended.

After bringing it up in a serious conversation and proving with Castor it is conceivable to make money off writing, my parents finally understood what I desired to do and bestowed upon me me another writing journal and laptop before college instead of extravagant clothing or jewelry as I would expect if I was gifted by their past selves.

[Quillington]

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◘ Music (violin, harp, and piano)
◙Reading/Writing
◘Inventing and Upgrading Electronics
◙Sleep Analysis
◘Visiting Theatrical Performances
◙Spending Time with Family and Friends
◘Mathematics and Problem Solving

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 Introduction to Piano and Castor

I was introduced to violin during the midst of my initial lucid dream. However, I didn't have the funds to incur a full sized violin. I confiding to Castor, who was only a close friend at the time. He enjoyed my stories and would regularly ask for my recent writings and dream journal. Castor shared multiple classes of mine at school, including science and convinced me that I should attempt earning an income from writing in order to afford my dream instrument. Castor was usually apathetic to people, but he was significantly more amicable towards me over the years of knowing him, which lead to me trusting him vastly and taking his advice to heart. He aided me in disseminating the word and allowing me to be publically known. After weeks of spending more and more of my time writing, recording, and sleeping with my controlled symphony, my eventual goal neared the horizon of success. The longer time I spent asleep, the more time Castor and I seemed to spend with each other in reality. Others read and enjoy my writing, but Castor was the only one to sit down and critique it. When we finally saved the funds for a violin, I caught his lone of sight dart in the direction of the celestial grand piano, gleaming into the corner of the store. It soon became my internal obligation to return the favor of helping Castor with the favor he guided me on. I would purchase the piano, the violin could wait until my piano skill flourished to save up again. Besides, my dream symphony already had an affluence of violins.

A Musical Vent
I am relatively serene and secluded, however music allows a vent. Dreams were most of my vent, however I had no way to disperse my anger during the day time. Piano allows me to express how I felt, and play notes louder and faster when I feel annoyed, or a sweet, soft melody when I feel at peace. Violin is the same way. Harp was an instrument I was inaugurated to after finding I needed an instrument between a piano and a violin. The instruments I play reflect my personality at the time. Because I am usually quiet, the sounds I play are usually eloquent and lullaby-like.

"нαяρ ιş şσмεтнιηℊ ι ςσυℓ∂ ησт ℓιѵε ωιтнσυт. ιт ιş şσ ρυяε αη∂ ғяεε. εαςн şтяιηℊ ιş αттαтςнε∂ тσ тнε şσυℓ. ωнεη үσυ ρℓαү тнεм, тнε мεℓσ∂ү яεғℓεςтş үσυя ρεяşσηαℓιтү αт ρεαςε."

[Quillington]

Mercury is my genetically engineered fish raised from birth. He is a goldfish, angelfish, jellyfish mix, that allows for him to glow yet retain the shape of an angelfish. Iridescense loved pets as a kid, but wished for a pet from my chimera world. In one story, Shimmering Soul, a young girl bought a glowing fish from the land of Korisona. When the western griffin tribe attacked, the girl risked her life and saved her fish from the fire on her house. The girl was later disappointed when she dropped the fish tank and the fish swam away in the river, without an visual representation of gratitude. The girl was exasperated, she endangered her life for this fish. A few days later, the girl was walking across the bridge at midnight to cross the same river the fish fell in, when the bridge collapsed. It was dark, and the girl didn't know which way was up when she fell in the water. Darkness was all around, the day was fading in the suffocating pitch colored water.

The girl couldn't breath or see and every movement in the water only seemed to pull her away from the surface. Suddenly, within her peripheral vision, a glow appeared. It was traversing in an eloquent, flowing fashion, and shined it's way, lighting the way to the surface. Instantly the girl propelled herself to the light and took a breath that filled her lungs with air that felt like an angel's breath. It made the girl realize she has been taking such an essential act as breathing for granted. The girl gave a heart-felt smile as she recognised the glowing flow as the fish she rescued. Iridescense seemed to cherish that fish and story. She would implore for the little glowing fish as a pet. It was heart-breaking to tell her the dream she wanted did not exist outside of dreams. Because of that, Castor and I decided to create her dream pet with genetic engineering. Iri named it Mercury, because mercury is a liquid metal, seeming to be impossible like how the fish is an impossible living in reality.

"мσм? ∂α∂? уσυ ѕαι∂ ιт ∂ι∂и'т єχιѕт? тнιѕ ιѕ єχα¢тℓу ℓιкє тнє ѕтσяу! тнє ƒιѕн мυѕт вє мαℊι¢ αи∂ σиє σƒ α кιи∂. נυѕт ℓιкє ℓιкє уσυ тωσ. . ." -ιяι∂єѕ¢єиѕє

[Quillington]

Dreams are a personal contract between the dream and the reality; they portray what is currently on the mind. However, not everyone wants to find out what is on their subconscious. I believe denying your subconscious is equivalent to denying yourself and I have accepted my subconscious and am free enough to share whatever is on it. I feel other lucid dreamers or creative dreamers would share the same beliefs about sharing their exclusive dream experiences. Because of this, Castor and I have been devoted on working on a dream sharing device, or DSD. We're both obsessed in figuring out the hidden truths of neurobiology, and it would be an amazing accomplishment to allow those who cannot usually lucid dream control dreams. The project idea was started when Castor began trying to dream as I do, but didn't have the dream memory or skill to control the dreams. Most of the time he stays up late, which upsets his dream patterns as well as dream patterns. We decided together completing DSD would be an amazing accomplishment that incorporated both of our interests.

Later we found that Iridescence was also particularly interested in our work, She would sneak down late and night and watch our work. I pretended not to notice most of the time, knowing it was better to let her creativity bubble.

Afterall, the invention is for her as well. Now that she is older, we can let her take over and make it her own. She can rise above the rest and take full credit for everything. It's more than just because she is our daughter, it's all she has worked on and inspired Castor and I to do.

[Quillington]

•ғear ιѕ noт a мonѕтer тнaт eхιѕтѕ ιn тнree-dιмenѕιonal ѕpace, and yeт ιт нaѕ тнe aвιlιтy тo ѕcare and conтrol people мore тнan anyтнιng vιѕιвle. мoѕт oғ мy lιғe ιѕ вegυιled wιтн тнeѕe ιnтangιвle мonѕтerѕ, вecaυѕe ι worĸ wιтн a dreaм and ѕleep ғιlled envιronмenт. ι lιve ιn a ғalѕe realιтy ѕoмe oғ мy lιғe, ѕo ιт only мaĸeѕ ѕenѕe тo нave мυlтιple ғearѕ.•

•Pɦǿþɨąȿ•
◘Losing a family member
◙Not waking up
◘Ghosts and Spirits
◙Not having the chance to say goodbye when death takes it's toll
◘That other people think of me differently and more negatively than I believe I act

These fears can be easily detected through dreams, or nightmares rather. One of the reasons why Castor began avoiding dreams is because he disliked the nightmares. He would always say, "You can never have a nightmare if you fail to dream." However, I have found that nightmares can be good in small doses. They show a piece of who you are and possibly what you to try to face in reality. Avoiding and suppressing bad thoughts only leads to a bottled up pain that could explode at any time. However, some nightmares of mine are reoccurring and never seem to go away. One of which is the dream of my biggest phobia; the fact that people think of me as a cruel person but act nice to me because they want to ensure I am not mean to them. The dream always starts out the same. I find myself in a blue and green pastel area I cannot control. After exploring for a bit, my nose smacks into thick glass.

When I look up, I see Myself. However, she is not the same as me. Myself has a devilish grin and a sinister poise. She flicks her tail back and forth in a taunting manner. Then, she turns around and begins talking with Castor, Devant and Iri, who all looks mortified. They are shaking and merely accepting what Myself says. I want to scream, "Stop! This is not the persona I am! That is not me!" however, the glass is too thick to penetrate with my fists or vocals.
 
• ȡɨȿŁɨƙƹȿ •

•ι conѕιder мyѕelғ an open мιnded perѕon, нowever everyone нaѕ тнeιr ιndιvιdυal lιĸeѕ and dιѕlιĸeѕ. dιғғerenceѕ can вe lιĸe wallѕ, ѕeparaтιng тwo wнo coυld eaѕιly geт along aparт вecaυѕe oғ perѕonalιтy. ι ғoυnd мyѕelғ geттιng along wιтн тнoѕe wнoѕe perѕonalιтιeѕ are dιғғerenт тнan мιne. dιғғerenceѕ ѕнoυldn'т вe тreaтed aѕ вarrιerѕ υѕed тo ѕeparaтe plυмerιanѕ, вυт ιnѕтead a way тo ιnтrodυce new тraιтѕ and ιnтereѕтѕ. people wнo are тoo ѕιмιlar мay never тry anyтнιng new.•

 
 
 
◘Heavy Metal Music
◙Spicy Food
◘Horror Movies
◙Fire (includes candles and campfires)
◘The colors yellow and red (not a strong dislike)
◙Plumies who stay up all night and create commotion
◘Mirrors (because of dreamsona Myself)
◙Fish eaten as food
 
 
 
 
 
 

Fire Story
Fire is a lovely sight. It's orange and golden flicks shimmer in the dark, giving a amiable glow. The emitting warmth can pull one closer to the bright-lit flickering. However, every rose has it's thorn. Books and writing are my prized possession. I fear my clumsiness would get the best of me and cause flame to be set upon the fragile papers with hundreds of hours of writing on them. All the ideas and concepts can be burned in a single instant. The theories of thermodynamics state that no energy is lost, it only changes form; but does the heat produced from burning a book equal the amount of energy to write it? The thought of that lead me to avoid fire and hate it's greedy, rapacious flames. Mercury, Iri's glowing fish, is used as a light source that gives a similar flickering light effect as candlelight.

He is usually near me when I am found reading or writing books. Water is much kinder than it's counterpart. It may inundate the pages and warp the shape, however water does not strip the paper of it's ink and personality. It is possible to dry water, but ashes cannot be brought back into their original form. So many pets can cause destruction to an author's work such as dogs or cats. The quote is, "Dog is a man's best friend," but I always felt pity and comradeship for fish. Fish reflect my calm nature and can be wonderful writing companions. Iridescence has more of a flaming personality than anybody else. She's bold and bright, and not afraid to show her true colors. Iri can be the one fire I love in my life.

[Quillington]

Hi, Quill here. For a while I've always adored the Plume species. I had an art shop about a year ago where I was to draw many of these beautiful creatures. However, most of the art I do is animation. My personal belief growing up is that a picture is worth at thousand words, but an animation is worth millions. I always animated flipbooks as a kid and started digital animation 4 years ago. At school I will find myself doodling animations on the corners of my notebooks and post-it notes. When my friends in the community asked me about joining in, I was hesitant. Many plumies are gorgeous, but so many are too complicated and arduous. Animating patterns such as spots, gradients, glow, tabby stripes, or high numbers of colors can end up making the coloring process redundant. Eclipse however is simple, yet divine. Her design reminds me of the first official OC I had years back named Curiosity that I loved for years and still draw occasionally. Because of this, she is the first Plumerian I have tried out for or truly wished to own. As you may see I have animated Eclipse a little bit, and her design is incredibly fun to work with. I plan on animating a full-scale animation if her ownership happens to fall in my hands. Little pixels are quick and fun, but long vector animation is true expression that makes a person feel almost the same way about a character as a pet.

 
 
 
 The friends that encouraged me to tryout drew art for me, so I really need to thank Moon, Tigressa, Mogwai, Roxy, Starbucks, and 2 more who are not active in the plume community but still drew art. They also proofread and encouraged me through Skype for this entire project. We've been drawing art until 4 a.m. since day 1. I'd love to win a plume my friends and I devoted together towards! Not only that, but so many people were willing to do last minute commissions on both Deviantart and Chickensmoothie. Please make sure to check them all out, because the art they did is amazing.

 
 

 

 Art Credits ♥
◘MoonX X X X X
◙Tigressa X X X X X X X X X X
◘Mogwai X X X
◙Starbucks X X X X X X
◘Sunny X X X X X X X X
◙Splatter X
◘Sky X
◙Sheer X X
◘Lady Sif X
◙Shykal X
◘Airaly94 X

 
 
◙12QuillInk12 X
◘Yellowstar89331 X
◙vjg321 X X X X X X
◘Beatnik X
◙Trisha X X
◘Grymund X X
◙Ironic X
◘FlixtheFox X
◙Ricecatkyo X
◘Kiokami X

[Quillington]

The amount of art I received from the community is amazing. Some of it was commissions, but a lot of it was just art trades or free gifts. I would have never, ever reached the quantity or quality of art without their help. I was not expecting this sort of support, considering I have never tried for a plume before.
TOTAL COUNT IN ALL  69
 
 

Mogwai:I've been good friends with Mogwai for a while now, and she was more than willing to not only draw for me but even develop the RPG game! She is online any time I need her for an idea consultant, and was able to fact check me on any portion with lucid dreaming involved. Some of Eclipse's personality is even slightly based on this girl.
 
Tigressa:10+ pieces of quality art. This enough should say how devoted she has been to helping me develop art for Eclipse and is one of the people who have stayed up until 4 in the morning working on art with me. She was also a great help by letting me use Devant as a close relationship to Eclipse!
 
Sunny:Sunny is also one of the girls who have stayed up and produced almost a dozen art pieces. She also would assist me with concepts, including the one including Myself. She also stayed up late and helped collect and keep track of art.
 
Starbucks:Speaking of keeping track of art, Star would always pursue to create more and more art and kept track of the dozens I would get a week. She also created a game, going above and beyond with Mogwai.
 
Moon:Moon has done so much art and has continued through the end. She is the one who has carefully read through my form numerous times to find spelling and grammar errors. She has stayed up pretty late and can be online during my school hours to help.
 
Splatter:Splatter can be referred to as the "Commission finder." I am not sure where she finds these people, but she worked hard to gather people who were willing to complete art in a day. Splatter also worked on art with everyone else and produced some marvelous pieces.

Sky + White Noise:Sky made a cute chibi, bit for the most part these two weren't art support but rather an amazing inspiring idea crew. They would critique and help with character ideas.