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 Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 5:02 pm
[ This is for the Acajou family. (Sig, Evr, the four kids and Lock-Stock when I finish him.
Gonna start with two posts in their minds, then go on thereafter with one post of them together, even if they're not in the same area. ]
From a corner not exactly somewhere but everywhere in the slightly less dense area of foliage on the mountain's less rigid area, laid a very confused and very bothered creature. He was considering his options, and with a shake of his head, he closed his eyes quickly.
Five.
Four.
Seven.
Two..
Six hundred and fourty nine thousand, eight hundred and twenty two!
With a quick start, he opened his eyes and looked in the direction he had tried to shy away. Yep. It was still there. The kitsusagi, who was well known as Everard, had been staring at his paws for the last few hours, repeating the steps he had just finished for the seven hundreth and fifty second time. He wasn't counting, but it felt like a good number to bullshit about in future reference.
What had the older Kitsusagi bothered, was the fact that, due to complications and a really, really hard drink, he was a father again. Again... again, again. Something deep in his mind, attempted to settle down on the option that it was a good time to stop everytime he had children, but that blasted woman always seemed to find ways to lure him into the idea. Or it could be the booze. Never the less, something was off with this time.
His paws weren't missing any new flesh from them. Up until now, he had believed that everytime he had children, they woul replace a part of his paw that would subsequentially go missing thereafter. Lock Stock, he reminded himself, had replaced his fourth digit of his right paw, and the other two were other digits that he didn't use quite as much. But, after counting once more, everything seemed to be right.
Another thing that seemed off was...
He had daughters.
Many of them.
To any other, this would be a blessing, but to him, it was more of a pain. He was afraid of little girls. Especially the vicious kind. It had been good that he hadn't met Siggy any younger, for she was a force to be reckoned with, and child her just felt like it would have been something akin to a world being destroyed.
And he knew what this felt like.
From outside his little thicket he had created to hide away from others as a kit, the well recognized voice of his.. whatever she was to him, Siggy, he stuck his head out, chaos shaded eyes widening in regards towards her.
"... Yee~es?" he asked, his voice dripping with usual insanity as he regarded her.
"I'm taking off towards the main area, to check up on other Kitsusagi and listen in for any news, don't.. eat anyone, allright?" she prosed, before turning tails and limping off towards the main area, a place he was not entirely fond of.
Incase he was hungry. But the prospect of Siggy being gone for the rest of the day meant he would have time to just.. think. And chase terrible creatures like rabbits and such to devour. What fun, lo.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 5:17 pm
Somedays she wondered what she saw in him. In fact, most of the time she wondered what she saw in him, and she had been taking care of him for almost half of her lifetime. Well that was a lie, but it certainly did make her feel better about all this. It was definitally no lie that she alwasys supported the feeling she had for him, he wasn't always a bad father, or a bad creature, he was just..
Conflicted. But deep inside she knew he was originally created to be that way, and there wsa not much she could do about it. Never the less, as a mother once again, she knew that she would have to balance between being a mother, and a caretaker until the time that they were old enough to support themselves (or find themselves lost in the voids of space..), the latter she was not really hoping would happen again.
She had lost three kids already to the unknowns of space and time, ever unsure of where they were, and if she would ever see them again. Sure some days she wondered WHY she stayed with Everard, and HOW she possibly had children with him, but everytime she did, she swore she saw something deep inside that made her stay with him.
Maybe it was just old Everard's charm. Whatever.
As her oversized, and yet remaining forepaw dug into the ground infront of Everard's little abode, the large and intimidating woman lifted her head to search for him, before opening her maw, and bellowing out for him.
"Ev'rard, where th' 'ell are ye?" She asked, her thick irish voice travelling through the air, intent of pain and uncomfortable times to follow if whomever heard it's pointed question did not answer in a prompt moment. Upon the time whence he popped his head out of the thicket infront of him, an almost childish curiousity enveloped by his insanity on his features, she gave a softer scowl, before announcing her daily plans to him.
"I'm taking off t'wards the main area, t'check up on other Kitsusagi and listen in for any news, don't.. eat anyone, allright?" That woudl keep him for the day, she figured, as she turned towards the main lodge's direction.
She honestly hoped he wouldn't eat anyone.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 6:00 pm
Jabril crouched in the long grasses, tails twisting back and forth to the rhythm of his heartbeat. He'd learned to jump by infiltrating the rabbit warren at the top of the mountain; he'd translated the fluttering motions of the butterflies into swift horizontal dodges; and he'd watched the mer-kitsu swim until he could slip through the green fields as deftly as any fish. A dusty brown coat helped him blend into the underbrush. Jabril made sure his target was downwind.
Everything would go according to plan.
The Acajou kits had never met their mysterious older siblings. Privately, Jabril had decided that their Da must have eaten them, like he'd eaten their Ma's arm. But JABRIL wasn't about to be lunch. He was going to build his strength by targeting great warriors and learning their ways, until he could he surpass his father. From there it would be easy to crush all other threats.
The strong culled the weak. That was the way of survival. He was a big boy now. It was time to stop hiding in his Ma's tails.
And so, when Sigourney-Sigfried loped down the path past his ambush point, Jabril pounced at her back with a mighty war cry.
"Faer tha Clan Acajou!!!"
Jabril's Ma wasn't weak - she was awesome - so this was probably going to hurt. But he was convinced that his training would be worth it. Once Jabril was better than Everard, Ma would surely hang out with him way more often. They would eat his favorite foods all the time and he'd never have to do anything dumb like cleaning his sleeping area.
HAHAHA. YES.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 6:46 pm
Unlike her bother Jabril and other siblings, Lime had planted herself within the tall as she laid low- ears laying flat against her head as her fluffy tails curled around her.
Her mind was severed and lost in a world that was fantasy ridden and illusionary and one that simply kept her almost in the wake of a dream that none could ever wake her up from. She wasn't like the rest of her family- ooooooh no! Rather than the light browns, orange and simply array with a hint of a turqouise green, Lime was... well pure turquoise with brown swirls and cladded with bands upon her arms and a simple, mischievious grin that seemed to never waiver. And once again, there she sat. Lime laid upon the ground hiding from everyone and everything (which was futile).
"Stupid-stupid-stupid!" She grumbled with a small snort as she mindlessly drew strange figures and symbols in the dirt over and over again. No matter how hard she tried, Lime kept erasing them with a wipe of her paw and even scorning low and shaking her head while her eyes glanced over to her friend.
"Wasn't it alpha, epsilon, delta, phi....omgea?"
Lime looked towards her fellow compaion and friend and it remained silent. Truth be told, it was simply a rock. But if one was to call it a rock, you could expect quite a beating from Optimus Lime. It DID have a name and it spoke its mind quite frequently or... well, at least to Lime and Lime only or so she said. She furrowed her brows and grumbled slightly.
"Right, Emmit- it ends with zeta. My bad." Her ears suddenly perked upwards and the hair raising upon her back slightly as her eyes narrowed towards Emmit the rock.
"I DIDN'T ASK FOR SASS, EMMIT! SASS WAS NOT INCLUDED!" The young kit exclaimed with a loud, fierce scorn and with a simple huff she tunred away from 'him' with her head high. Emmit always seemed to get upset or make her feel like she wasn't smart but sometimes her 'friend' did make her feel like a true intellect and rather a master mind of all that was nonsense and surreal to those who couldn't fathome such knowlege. But this time Emmit had gone a little too far.
"I'm not talking to you Emitt. I dont' care Emiit- This is me not talking to you Emmit," she spat.
And it seemed that her 'friend' went a bit further.
Lime gasped. "OH NO YOU DEEEEEEEEDN'T! I KNOW YOU DID NOT JUST SAY THAT!"
Frantically she looked around as she bit her lip. Mommy was gone and ventured off elsewhere, Jabril was...doing something that seemed important and where was everyone else? The turquoise and brown arrayed female staggered up to her feet as her tail curled around her and seemed to rely on one person at the moment.
"DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADDY!" She wept, rather loudly as small tears began to course down her tiny cheeks as she couldn't help but run around in a small circle rather frantically.
Lime hated being alone, she hated the strange black thing on the ground that looked sort of like her that continued to follow her, colors that had weird names, chocolate, and, for the moment, she hated Emmit the rock.
"DADDY, DADDY, DADDY!"
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