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 Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 2:44 pm
Dear Diary,
Yes, I'm writing in a diary. Mum somehow tricked me into doing it. She says it'll be good for me.
I don't even know why I call her my mother in the first place. She is only my protector, not my biological mother. Maybe it's because she's the closest thing I have to a mother. My biological one in the Old Kingdom died when I was only a baby.
Well, I asked mum to hire a couple of doctors for me. We need someone to look after all of the children, and I'm incapable of doing medical examinations, let alone diagnose someone with something. They haven't arrived yet, but they should within hours.
Perhaps I should have them examine the twins when they arrive. I fear that they might be a bit unhealthy due to not being bound to the correct amount of their element.
I also bound another child last night, to the element fried catfish. My brother, Solo got rather angry at me for that, since he had been planning on eating it. He's been eating a lot recently, and I don't know what the problem is. Perhaps I should ask the doctors if they'll examine him.
Drat, Tabansi is crying again. She does that a lot. I'll write more later.
Farewell,
Chaco Shiroko.
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 2:48 pm
Chaco flipped through some of the books Aylee had been given along with her protectorship of Chaco. He'd never seen half of them before, and his mother had only just remembered that she had them.
That had been a little unnerving. Chaco knew his mother was absent minded, but how did you forget about a pile of books this large for four months?! It made no logical sense.
Most of the books were on breeding that past breeders had written. Chaco didn't see why he had been given them. Did the High Council thing that he was going to just forget everything he had been taught? Well, he was thumbing through them anyway. He wanted to see if any of them contained the ressurection spell, in case something bad happened. So far he was coming up with nothing, however.
Sighing, Chaco tossed aside the book and picked up another one. THIS one he recognized. Glancing around, he spotted a binder, too. By th-- Nevermind. Well, he might as well... refresh his memory. On WHY he didn't want to remember.
Pulling open to the first page of the book he read:
The Goddess of the Kingdom
Attia (Old Soketin; meaning: Wise one)
Attia is the last remaining Goddess of the Kingdom. Many of the citizens in the kingdom wondered why she was the last to survive (as most could no longer remember the other gods), so they assume she must have been the most sane.
It is more to the truth to say that she was the most remembered. This was because parents would always go around telling their children to remember to not listen to anything their friends might tell them about the Goddess Attia and her Abominations. And thus, the memory of Attia lived on.
Now, most of the things kids would say about the Goddess, were actually true. It was very hard to get things wrong about the Goddess, especially when trying to come up with the most cockamamy thing you could. This is because it was well known that the Goddess Attia was the equivalent of the man in the insane asylum with his underpants on his head. She was flat out insane.
However, she was an active Goddess, and she took a role in the lives of all those in the country. She was best known for doing this through her abominations. They were like most abominations Gods or Goddesses might have, in the respect that they were things she did not like. The actual abominations in themselves, however, were more... Odd. If Attia was the person with underpants on their head, then the abominations were like her scribblings on said underpants.
For those curious of mind, here is an incomplete* list of her Abominations:
Rocks
Water flowing in a North Eastern direction
Numbers containing the number 8
Fish that are colored yellow
Cats
Lettuce
Caterpillars
Men
Things made with the element Lucitan**
Glasses
Farmers
People with four toes
Women with red hair
Statues
Garden Gnomes
Medicine
Pink flowers
Men with White Hair***
Fire
Downbeat Music
Reading
Spoons
Yellow Rice
Turtleneck Sweaters
Plaid
Wool
Rabbits named Sunshine
Time telling devices
Hunger
Shoes
Chips too small to reach the cheese in the bottom of the jar without getting your hand cheesy.
Shampoo
Orange Soda
Pink Candles
Seashells
Black metal pots
Dishwashers
Curly light bulbs
Ceiling fans
This is, of course, an incomplete list. However, only the people who ever upheld all of the abominations were the most steadfast of priests. And they were usually ignored and/or stoned. Most priests, like most of the people in the Kingdom, learned to just ignore the more obviously nuts of the abominations. For some reason this did not make the Goddess mad. Some priests even went so far to assume that the Goddess was perfectly sane and there was an invisible rule written before the Abominations that said 'Ignore Everything Here, You Fools." No-one has ever been able to prove this fact, though.
* - It is largely incomplete due to the fact that Attia was ALWAYS adding more Abominations. Things were added on an almost monthly basis.
** Lucitan was an element found only in the Kingdom. Many of the other countries would attempt takeovers because of this rare mineral.
*** It is unknown as to why Attia added this to the list, as she already had Men in general down.
Oh by the GODS alive! Did she still exist? Chaco had always done his best, even as Prince of the kingdom, to ignore that they even HAD a Goddess. She was the most annoying god you could ever hope for. Or not hope for.
He groaned and picked up the black binder. Sure enough, there were new Abominations that he'd never seen before.
Things with Teeth
Paper
Playstation 2s
He could tell the last had been added while he was in this world. Back in the Old Kingdom, nothing even CLOSE to a PS2 existed.
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 2:49 pm
Dear Diary,
The Doctors arrived the other day, although a little late. I'm having them look after the fried catfish child for me. They named him Dante, so they don't seem to mind the extra work.
Yukito seems really interested in the doctors and their work. I wish I knew what his job was, but He won't tell me. He says it's up to the children to figure it out for themselves. He won't even give me hints. I can't tell if Yuki's enthusiasm has to do with his job or not! Either way, Yukito has been spending time down in the clinic.
This mansion seems to keep growing. Every time someone new comes in, something seems to be added. Mum compared it to the castles in the Suikoden Games.
I hate it when she brings those games up. I'm not exactly proud to know that I was named after a character who would willingly steal someone's dinner right out from underneath them. And she says I kinda look like him, too. I mean, sure I like to steal things, but not like THAT. I never steal anything important. It gave me something to do when I was in castle back home. Er, I mean back in the Old Kingdom, sorry.
Anyway, He's been getting on my back again, telling me more stuff to write down. I know why they had to send one with me, but why Him? He's the most obnoxious one in the world.
Well, whatever. I'll get over it. But for now I'm not going to listen to Him. I think I'm going to do some more bindings soon, instead. It'll piss Him off a bit, I'm sure.
And I found a book on Attia recently. It seems that she has been brought over to this dimension as well. She must have come over when they brought me here. I can't even stand the thought of her, let alone the sight of her abominations! But even so, I posted them up in the foyer for everyone to see, along with a small explination of them. And I included a few blank pieces of paper. Hopefully she won't feel like adding anything to the list any time soon, though.
The babies probably need some food by now. I've spent too much time writing in here.
Farewell,
Chaco Shiroko.
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 2:52 pm
Chaco yawned as he dragged himself into his room. It was only the afternoon, but he'd barely gotten any sleep the night before. Tabansi had kept him up late the night before, wailing her head off. And then his mother had had him run errands for her around the house, what with Solo ill and all.
Why did his brother have to fall ill NOW? Not that it was any different from other times, but for some reason Chaco felt busier. But Solo wasn't waking up. Other than an odd appetite, the kitsune boy hadn't shown anything wrong, and now he seemed to be in some sort of a coma...
What a bother.
Yawning again, Chaco tossed himself onto his bed and rolled onto his side, prepared for a good nap.
"Hey. You condecending punk. Are you planning on listening to me yet?"
Chaco groaned and rolled onto his back, glaring at the ceiling. After a moment of hesitation, he spoke, "What do you WANT, Illesi?" He didn't even bother looking at the source of the voice.
"You know damn well what I want. It's part of your job description to listen to me, brat." Had anyone come into the room, they probably would have raised an eyebrow. The conversation was obviously not in english, but in something... Much more complicated.
"It is NOT part of my job description, nor am I going to listen to you. I'm too busy to run your errands right now, Illesi."
"Too busy? Too BUSY? Do you have any idea what your predecessors would say if they heard that?!" The voice sounded like it was snarling, angry. Chaco picked up a pillow and put it over his head. After a second, the voice continued, "You're not going to get away from it. I WILL get you to do this... Ariadn."
At the last word, Chaco took the pillow off his face and threw it violently in the direction the voice was coming from. The pile of odd crystals that were lying of a shelf were knocked off, and a few other knicknacks Chaco seemed to have picked up from places scattered about.
The winged boy glared at the spot for a moment, then laid back down and shut his eyes, "It's not Ariadn... Not anymore." He didn't even bother to say it in the old language. Illesi wasn't listening anymore, he knew. Yawning slightly, Chaco rolled back over onto his side, and was asleep in moments.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 12:33 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 12:35 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 12:38 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2007 12:39 am
Chaco stared at the calendar on the wall. At the current point in time he was in the kitchen, making sure his mother didn’t burn the house down as she cooked.
“Why do all holidays in this world revolve around food?”
“They do not. Just look at St. Patrick’s Day.”
“Or around a color.”
“St. Patrick’s Day does NOT revolve around a color.”
Chaco gave his mother a look, “Yes it does. Anyway, other than that, they all do.”
Setting down the wooden spoon she was using to stir the potatos, Aylee cocked her head to the side, “What about Father’s and Mother’s day?”
“Mum, that’s NOT THE POINT.”
“Alright fine,” she picked the spoon back up again, “Anyway, it’s because whoever created the holidays in the first place probably couldn’t make them popular without attaching some sort of event to it,” the spoon waived in the air as she talked, “Like Christmas. People never woulda cared, had it not been that they GOT stuff. And they couldn’t popularize V-day without chocolate. Who doesn’t like chocolate?”
Of course, Chaco HAD to concede that last point.
“Anyway. You’re wondering about Easter, right?”
The teen Sin’aeis nodded, “Yeah. Why is it, that when a holiday DOES revolve around food, it’s always chocolate? Or sweets?”
“...Probably because people like that stuff, and on those days they can indulge even if they normally can’t.”
Sighing, Chaco shook his head, “Where I come from holidays were usually about worship, or taking a break from work. Food never really entered into it.” He took a look at the pan in front of his mother, “Your potatos are burning.”
Glancing down, Aylee pushed the potatos around a bit, though very few of them actually got turned over. “Anyway, this year I’m thinking of holding some sort of Easter celebration. Whaddya think?”
“...What?”
“Well, you could invite all your Sin’aeis friends and whatever, and we can have an Easter Egg hunt and stuff. And you can create a special Sin for it or something.”
Chaco grimaced, “Muuum, Sin’aeis aren’t like party favors or something. They’re not something I give away.”
His mother stared at him for a second before pushing the potatos around a bit more, “Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just do it. An egg or something.”
At this Chaco couldn’t help but roll his eyes. His mother never took the ‘recreating the race’ thing seriously.
“And I have something to add to the mix. I’ve been working on something I think your friends’ll like. And I can rent a nearby park so that it can be outdoors and no one’ll get lost.”
Rent a park? Sometimes Chaco couldn’t help but wonder what his mother was ON. “Mum... Your experiments aren’t always... safe...”
“Oh don’t worry,” she was waving the spoon again, “These ones are completely safe. I’ve double checked everything. Since they’re biological and not mechanical, they can’t explode.” She paused for a moment, “Probably.”
That ‘probably’ was what always made Chaco nervous. He wished that Solo hadn’t moved out, because he was the only voice of reason for their mother.
Aylee moved the potatos around a bit more, then turned off the burner and poured the contents of the skillet onto a nearby plate. “So get on that, will ya? I’ll have everything set up by Tuesday, so make sure you send out all the invitations and everything.”
And with that, she left the Sin’aeis boy alone in the kitchen.
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 4:06 pm
Chaco stared at the paper in front of him, a pen in his mouth. The Easter event had ended successfully, although he wasn’t particularly fond of the... eggs... that his mother had distributed. They now had five bunny things running around the house, causing general annoyance. He didn’t like it.
So he was writing a mix of a thank you and apologetic letter to all of the participants. He knew some of the protectors wouldn’t be... very happy about the rabbit people.
But he didn’t know where to start.
Sighing, he set the pen down and stared at the ceiling, thinking. This whole writing thing wasn’t easy, and he didn’t know how Solo had done it on a daily basis.
And then a strange feeling came over him.
...
Something was...
Something was wrong. Chaco could FEEL it. Something with one of the Sin’aeis. As though... Someone had... died...?
Akilah.
The feeling was getting more powerful and more... obvious. He was positive Kilah was dead, although he didn’t know how.
Standing, he looked over at the stack of crystals on the shelf that had been strangely silent all day, “Hey, Illesi.”
“Hmmm?” came a voice from them, sounding rather tired.
“Could you do me a favor and tell me Akilah’s job?”
Illesi’s face came into view, reflected in the crystals, “Why the ******** would I do that?”
“...She’s dead. I can feel it.”
Illesi tilted his head to the side, “So?”
Sighing, Chaco say back down, rubbing his head, “Well, see, I know there’s a way to bring the dead back. I was almost done learning it back... in the old kingdom. Anyway,” he paused staring at the crystals again, “It takes a lot out of me. I’ll probably be out of it for days, if I do it. If I can.”
“And?”
“AND. I need to know if it’s... worth it.”
“...”
“What?”
“You... are stupid.”
Chaco glared at his ‘twin’, “I don’t need to hear that right now. If you won’t tell me her job, at least tell me if it’s absolutely required for the re-creation of the kingdom.”
The figure in the crystals let out a sigh, “Yeah, yeah it is. It’s damn important. Good enough?”
Nodding, Chaco stood, “I suppose I should find her body. Or see if I can get them to bring her to me. Or something.” And with that he left the room, trying to figure out the best course of action.
After a few minutes, Illesi muttered, “I swear he'd even stupider now than he was back then...”
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