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Anything Goes / Re: The Cutopian Writers' Guild
« on: June 04, 2014, 03:19:28 AM »
i wrote something for a friend today because birthday and i was like 'lol why not' so here you guys go
i'm proud of it
in short: roleplay leads to weirdly complex and sometimes out of character moments that everyone likes for some reason
i'm proud of it
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"Here, come closer. I wish to show you something."
Gentle arms wrapped around you, picking you up and bringing you close to their owner, who placed you in his lap and smiled down at you. His black and green eyes, while normally cold and cruel, are warm, and his smile is even more so.
"Up there." He pointed towards the heavens, to a cluster of stars that twinkled serenely. "That is where I come from. From here, it looks beautiful, doesn't it? Away from the strife, the chaos..."
He sighed, gently running his fingers through your hair, idly braiding it. "You Earthlings are a very violent species at heart, but... there are those like you who are kind, and happy. Who wish to make others feel better. That is an honorable trait, young one. Never forget that, and never give it up."
He sighed quietly, shaking his head, warm green hair waving as a cold breeze blew by. "You are a gift to this world, and a gift it so desperately needs. You have talents that you don't even realize you have, and with those, you can make your planet a better place. You may be one, but if one can rule a planet, then one can change a planet, as well. You may very well be the hero this planet needs."
He pulled you closer, a loose but neat braid draped carefully over your shoulder, his own mane shaken out a bit as he sat up straighter. "There will be beings who wish to bring you down, and you will meet more than once obstacle in your life. But, remember, never give up. Those are merely temporary. They will not stay, not for long."
He allowed the early morning ambience to play its symphony now, the cluster of stars he had pointed out fading as the sun slowly rose, painting the landscape below with soft pastel hues. A small bird perches nearby on the very edge of the cliff, warbling jovially before flittering off in search of food.
"So, sixteen Earth years old today? That's quite the accomplishment." He chuckled softly, ruffling your hair again. "I may have to bring you some of the finest filtered Rytingei nectar, perhaps even invite the rest of the platoon. This calls for a celebration, and a feast that you will remember fondly for the rest of your life."
Another chuckle. "Where I am from, what you call 'Birth Days' are symbolic of making it through the numerous tests that surround our lifestyle. A single orbital cycle, or year on our planet, is thousands and thousands of Earth years long. I am one thousand five hundred orbital cycles old, one of the oldest beings on our planet. Perhaps you will live to be my age, one day? You are certainly worthy of the wisdom."
He gently picked you up, standing to his full height and putting you on his shoulders, mane draping over you like a warm blanket, carefully parted by the Stardroid so it was out of your face.
"Come, now. We must get ready for the celebration!"
Gentle arms wrapped around you, picking you up and bringing you close to their owner, who placed you in his lap and smiled down at you. His black and green eyes, while normally cold and cruel, are warm, and his smile is even more so.
"Up there." He pointed towards the heavens, to a cluster of stars that twinkled serenely. "That is where I come from. From here, it looks beautiful, doesn't it? Away from the strife, the chaos..."
He sighed, gently running his fingers through your hair, idly braiding it. "You Earthlings are a very violent species at heart, but... there are those like you who are kind, and happy. Who wish to make others feel better. That is an honorable trait, young one. Never forget that, and never give it up."
He sighed quietly, shaking his head, warm green hair waving as a cold breeze blew by. "You are a gift to this world, and a gift it so desperately needs. You have talents that you don't even realize you have, and with those, you can make your planet a better place. You may be one, but if one can rule a planet, then one can change a planet, as well. You may very well be the hero this planet needs."
He pulled you closer, a loose but neat braid draped carefully over your shoulder, his own mane shaken out a bit as he sat up straighter. "There will be beings who wish to bring you down, and you will meet more than once obstacle in your life. But, remember, never give up. Those are merely temporary. They will not stay, not for long."
He allowed the early morning ambience to play its symphony now, the cluster of stars he had pointed out fading as the sun slowly rose, painting the landscape below with soft pastel hues. A small bird perches nearby on the very edge of the cliff, warbling jovially before flittering off in search of food.
"So, sixteen Earth years old today? That's quite the accomplishment." He chuckled softly, ruffling your hair again. "I may have to bring you some of the finest filtered Rytingei nectar, perhaps even invite the rest of the platoon. This calls for a celebration, and a feast that you will remember fondly for the rest of your life."
Another chuckle. "Where I am from, what you call 'Birth Days' are symbolic of making it through the numerous tests that surround our lifestyle. A single orbital cycle, or year on our planet, is thousands and thousands of Earth years long. I am one thousand five hundred orbital cycles old, one of the oldest beings on our planet. Perhaps you will live to be my age, one day? You are certainly worthy of the wisdom."
He gently picked you up, standing to his full height and putting you on his shoulders, mane draping over you like a warm blanket, carefully parted by the Stardroid so it was out of your face.
"Come, now. We must get ready for the celebration!"
