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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 8:01 pm
Evil blinked.
"Beast was being suppressed before? I wonder how strong it is now.." She shivered at the thought, but Beast had been tamed and was no longer a threat. To her anyway.
"I have learned so much here, about what Werewolves actually are, and why things are the way the are." And it was true, she had learned of so many things. She thought back to how much she had changed since she had stumbled here.
"Good." Both said in unison as the looked at each other and nodded "Look underneath what you're sitting on...." Kazi said grinning as he pointed to a little piece of dark black cloth that stuck out from underneath the floor pillow "That should meld with your fur, and come back as clothing... My own invention."
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 8:48 pm
Evil picked it up and held it out in front of her. She squealed in excitement.
"Ohohoh! Thank you! It's perfect! It's been forever since anyone has given me anything like this." She said, fiddling with the cloth.
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 7:31 pm
[PRP: Truth of the Werewolf; End]
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 7:32 pm
[Story: Origin of the Wolf Gods will start in the next Post. ]
*Note: This is purely fictitious. I'm sure you all have heard Evil mutter 'by the Wolf Gods' or something to that effect. Well, I've decided to go into that now. ^^
This is how the Werewolves believed they came into being, before Evil found out what had really happened with Kisuke and kazi. ^^
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Posted: Wed Jan 28, 2009 8:04 pm
In the beginning, there was only Darkness. A deep, choking nothingness that pervaded everywhere. No Life existed, just the nothing...
Then, one day, a spark appeared in the Darkness. It was small at first, tiny, but glowing with a fierce determination. The spark grew and grew until it began to take shape.
The Nothingness retreated, backing away from this new, bright thing that had invaded it's quietness.
There was a brilliant flash, and the Darkness was momentarily vanished by a white light.
When the glow of this tremendous flash had faded, things were different. There was mass in the Darkness now, little fragmentary rocks floating all about.
In the center of this newly created chaos, there stood a Being.
It was a brilliant she-wolf. She was absolutely magnificent, breathtaking in fact. She had long lustrous dark blue fur. Stars danced all around her, her paws, her coat, everywhere.
Her eyes were the stars themselves, glowing brightly. Around her neck, on an ornamental looking rope, hung a large golden bell, which chimed softly with her every movement. There were intricate shapes etched into her fur, varying in shape and hue of blue.
At first, she was content with this existence, molding the rock fragments into whatever she wished.
After and unknown period of time later, she realized that she had created a huge circular object.
She descended closer to this planet she had made, looking at it closley. It was completley barren, just rock.
At this she began to feel more lonely. So, scooping a piece of her heart out, she molded it into a shape much like herself, but different.
She created a male Wolf. he was handsome, with blood red fur. His eyes glowed with stars, as hers did, but his were blue. Small flames danced around him, and he had a long sword strapped to his side. He had a thick mane of fur along his neck and he was a stunning creature.
The she-wolf was overjoyed, christening him "Nushi" her lover. Nushi in turn, named her Blue, for her beautiful pelt. They loved each other deeply, beyond a level that mere mortals could comprehend.
Nushi was very strong willed, but always gentle and loving around his mate. He did not like the bits of rock that floated all about them, but began to love the barren planets Blue had made, because she loved them.
They decided one day to bring Life to these planets, to make this place less cold and lonely. They created a bright yellow Sun, which shined brightly and provided warmth and light.
They gently placed the planets around the newborn Sun, sending them into orbit around it.
On one planet, Earth, they called it, they formed oceans and shaped continents, filling it with lush plant life.
Then, they created creatures modeled after them.
Wolves, in fact.
They were abundant and happy, living there lives under the guidance of Blue and Nushi. They lived for many years like this.
Then, one day, the Wolves began to wish for creatures other than themselves, and they begged their creators to make more new life.
Blue and Nushi agreed, making Man. In the beginning of their lives, Man was clumsy and dumb. The Wolves looked after them, helping them grow and gain intelligence.
But Man, grew cunning, and began to dislike the Wolves. They resented the fact that the Wolves were created first.
One day, a group of them snuck into Blue's and Nushi's home as they slept. They stole Blue's Golden Bell, which had given Life to Man.
With it, the fled from their home, ringing the Bell loudly. From it issued all manner of beasts, sending the Earth into chaos.
The beasts attacked one another, causing a bloodbath, and made a great fire and danced around it, joyous that they had deceived the Wolves.
Blue and Nushi looked on with dismay as their world was put into choas by the folly of Man. They descended to Earth, determined to destroy Man. They struck down many Men, until the Wolves begged them to stop, asking for the gods to forgive them.
They did, but the damage the beasts had done to the Earth couldn't be undone, so Blue and Nushi conceived an order with which all the creatures would live.
They brought Man and Wolf together, hoping to stop this jealously by combining a few of the two; thus, they created the Werewolf, a creature that could go in either form.
For some time this contented Man, and they lived in coexistence for a long time. But, once again, Man became jealous of this new breed, and they sought to destroy them.
This is how it's been up until the present day, where the Werewolves number dwindle, and all are dead in the Mortal World. Now, Evil is the only true Werewolf left, with various fledglings come from her, and other Werewolf type creatures have arisen. But, in truth, the species is practically extinct, and Evil mourns their loss every day of her life.
[End]
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