Post by Kitty Love on Jan 29, 2011 18:35:21 GMT -7
Hehe, tried to get a little creative and make this like an actual journal entry.... hope this is quite alright.
Prompt One:
Almost everyone was affected by the amuni/euclides war during the prophecy. You would have been just a bebe during this time, but surely you didn't get out of it unscathed? Describe a dire situation you had to face during this period, how you overcame it, and if it still affects you now.
Since they all arrived on this new world, the triple-breed had taken up writing his musings in an old, leather-bound journal. The cover is blank, cracked and black with a silver border. You have seen the mix write in this journal almost nightly and could not help but feel intrigue as to what could be contained in it’s pages. You decide to begin with the very first entry, not realizing that this was the only one you needed to read to know almost anything about this seemingly lost soul and how the location change had quite possibly saved his life. You hesitate to lift the book, but there wasn’t any harm in reading someone’s musings, was there?
While the hybrid sleeps you slowly creep toward his bedside table and sneak the book, flipping it open and reading quietly to yourself by the light of a candle. You keep one ear twisted in the direction of the Pope’s bed while your eyes dance across the pages.
“All I can really remember from my childhood is pressure and tension. I, Jukaestus, son of probably the most influential Amuni to have ever lived ….. Am a heretic. I hold this title in the eyes of not only my kind, but my family as well. I can probably also call myself a great disappointment as I am quite certain that my father, Kaerjius, had the hopes that I would follow in his pawsteps one day. A part of me has always believed his views on our Euclide brethren have been unfair and unwise and these beliefs have only strengthened since I have grown. You see, when I was on the cusp of my adolescence I ran away from home and unofficially joined a Cast. This was a necessity caused by a monumental occurrence in my youth.
I can remember that first trip with my mother to the city, it was a meeting she set up to try and show me the true nature of the Euclide. We encountered a pair of them; a poor old sod who seemed to be falling apart by the minute and a beautiful avian mix. The meeting backfired, they were kind and wished only to chat with us and quench my growing curiosity. On this first meeting she gifted me with a silver bangle that was adorned with two small, purple bells. This seemed to agitate my mother and she put on a great, aggressive display before rushing me home. I wasn’t permitted to leave on my own for quite some time, but I knew what needed to be done. One night I snuck out of my father’s Church and returned to the city. I needed to speak to Dayobi again, I needed to learn more. I was attacked by another Euclide, but she saved me and took me home with her. There she bestowed upon me two more gifts to match my original. Her kindness far outshined even that of my dear mother or sister’s. I felt so welcome and accepted…. I knew I was home.
I will never forget Dayobi and all the things she taught me. I have lived amongst the ‘enemy’ for many years, fought with them, slept side by side with them and loved them like my own kin. They are not all the monsters my father would like to make his poor, blind followers believe they are and thus it is my wish that this tolerance gets spread across the world. There will be no peace if we continue to live in a world divided with hatred and violence. If I am a heretic for this belief of peaceful world, then so be it. I accept my title with no shame or regrets.
This resolve came when the final battle on earth started. I was forced to watch as my comrades fell, endured their screams of agony at the claws and fangs of my fellow Amuni. At this point I was still too small to be of any use; I could do nothing but watch them die all around me. A few even fell trying to defend me….. their tears were the worst for me to endure and I felt a part of my heart grow cold and numb. To this day I still wake in tears as these memories replay in my dreams time and time again. The sights, the smells, the sounds and the looks in their eyes still haunt me even years after this horrible event. I will not let their sacrifices be in vain.
This new world offers me new hope and I fully intend to spread my message to every province, or die trying. In fact, if you are reading this now I have probably already drawn my last breath …. I knew this would happen one day and that is why I began with this brief history. But I cannot allow my message to die with me.
Kaerjius may be a lost cause, but please, brothers, do not give up hope as you cast aside the chains of your birth. We are not so different from one another that we cannot produce children; we have been shown this, and we are not so different that blood must be shed over such trivial things as whether you born an Euclide or Amuni. I am not a fool though, I know a perfect sort of peace is impossible due to the very nature of our souls, but the majority would certainly make an ample enough change to make my dream a reality.
Do not let my death be an end to a new era. I have faith in you and I implore you to read the following pages so you may see the world through my eyes as well. This new beginning was meant to embrace change…. The kind I can see so clearly in my most vivid dreams ….”
You freeze and peer over to the Pope’s bed as murmuring and the soft tinkling of bells comes to your ears. The Amuni was dreaming, and in his sleeping state you can hear him mutter “Please father….. I beg you to understand, I beg you to see them as I do…. Even for a short time. I ….” His muttering lowers into a grown before he flops back to his side. You take this opportunity and close the journal, quietly slipping it back onto its rightful place before taking your leave.
Pic I drew with a little example of the gifts he received back in the day. He's got the one on his tail, and one on each of his front ankles. The ankle ones only have 2 bells. <3
smg.photobucket.com/albums/v290/TotalRiotKennels/?action=view¤t=StandAlone391.jpg
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Prompt One:
Almost everyone was affected by the amuni/euclides war during the prophecy. You would have been just a bebe during this time, but surely you didn't get out of it unscathed? Describe a dire situation you had to face during this period, how you overcame it, and if it still affects you now.
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Since they all arrived on this new world, the triple-breed had taken up writing his musings in an old, leather-bound journal. The cover is blank, cracked and black with a silver border. You have seen the mix write in this journal almost nightly and could not help but feel intrigue as to what could be contained in it’s pages. You decide to begin with the very first entry, not realizing that this was the only one you needed to read to know almost anything about this seemingly lost soul and how the location change had quite possibly saved his life. You hesitate to lift the book, but there wasn’t any harm in reading someone’s musings, was there?
While the hybrid sleeps you slowly creep toward his bedside table and sneak the book, flipping it open and reading quietly to yourself by the light of a candle. You keep one ear twisted in the direction of the Pope’s bed while your eyes dance across the pages.
“All I can really remember from my childhood is pressure and tension. I, Jukaestus, son of probably the most influential Amuni to have ever lived ….. Am a heretic. I hold this title in the eyes of not only my kind, but my family as well. I can probably also call myself a great disappointment as I am quite certain that my father, Kaerjius, had the hopes that I would follow in his pawsteps one day. A part of me has always believed his views on our Euclide brethren have been unfair and unwise and these beliefs have only strengthened since I have grown. You see, when I was on the cusp of my adolescence I ran away from home and unofficially joined a Cast. This was a necessity caused by a monumental occurrence in my youth.
I can remember that first trip with my mother to the city, it was a meeting she set up to try and show me the true nature of the Euclide. We encountered a pair of them; a poor old sod who seemed to be falling apart by the minute and a beautiful avian mix. The meeting backfired, they were kind and wished only to chat with us and quench my growing curiosity. On this first meeting she gifted me with a silver bangle that was adorned with two small, purple bells. This seemed to agitate my mother and she put on a great, aggressive display before rushing me home. I wasn’t permitted to leave on my own for quite some time, but I knew what needed to be done. One night I snuck out of my father’s Church and returned to the city. I needed to speak to Dayobi again, I needed to learn more. I was attacked by another Euclide, but she saved me and took me home with her. There she bestowed upon me two more gifts to match my original. Her kindness far outshined even that of my dear mother or sister’s. I felt so welcome and accepted…. I knew I was home.
I will never forget Dayobi and all the things she taught me. I have lived amongst the ‘enemy’ for many years, fought with them, slept side by side with them and loved them like my own kin. They are not all the monsters my father would like to make his poor, blind followers believe they are and thus it is my wish that this tolerance gets spread across the world. There will be no peace if we continue to live in a world divided with hatred and violence. If I am a heretic for this belief of peaceful world, then so be it. I accept my title with no shame or regrets.
This resolve came when the final battle on earth started. I was forced to watch as my comrades fell, endured their screams of agony at the claws and fangs of my fellow Amuni. At this point I was still too small to be of any use; I could do nothing but watch them die all around me. A few even fell trying to defend me….. their tears were the worst for me to endure and I felt a part of my heart grow cold and numb. To this day I still wake in tears as these memories replay in my dreams time and time again. The sights, the smells, the sounds and the looks in their eyes still haunt me even years after this horrible event. I will not let their sacrifices be in vain.
This new world offers me new hope and I fully intend to spread my message to every province, or die trying. In fact, if you are reading this now I have probably already drawn my last breath …. I knew this would happen one day and that is why I began with this brief history. But I cannot allow my message to die with me.
Kaerjius may be a lost cause, but please, brothers, do not give up hope as you cast aside the chains of your birth. We are not so different from one another that we cannot produce children; we have been shown this, and we are not so different that blood must be shed over such trivial things as whether you born an Euclide or Amuni. I am not a fool though, I know a perfect sort of peace is impossible due to the very nature of our souls, but the majority would certainly make an ample enough change to make my dream a reality.
Do not let my death be an end to a new era. I have faith in you and I implore you to read the following pages so you may see the world through my eyes as well. This new beginning was meant to embrace change…. The kind I can see so clearly in my most vivid dreams ….”
You freeze and peer over to the Pope’s bed as murmuring and the soft tinkling of bells comes to your ears. The Amuni was dreaming, and in his sleeping state you can hear him mutter “Please father….. I beg you to understand, I beg you to see them as I do…. Even for a short time. I ….” His muttering lowers into a grown before he flops back to his side. You take this opportunity and close the journal, quietly slipping it back onto its rightful place before taking your leave.
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Pic I drew with a little example of the gifts he received back in the day. He's got the one on his tail, and one on each of his front ankles. The ankle ones only have 2 bells. <3
smg.photobucket.com/albums/v290/TotalRiotKennels/?action=view¤t=StandAlone391.jpg