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Lord Andvarinaut Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2008 4:04 pm
PromptCompose an RP response based on ONE of the following prompts: Prompt 1 The God of Andvari created the first two Fafners, Adam and Eve, to live in the paradise known as Shikai's Garden. However, He wanted to ensure that they were worthy of living in this paradise. So He created you, the sly and cunning snake Fafner to go and test Adam and Eve.
You are currently lounging on a branch of Shikai's Tree, watching as Adam and Eve walk towards you. The God of Andvari had instructed them never to eat from the Tree, but He wants you to entice them to do so. How do you go about doing that? Prompt 2 You are taking a walk through Hreidmar Forest, for whatever reason that pleases you. And somehow, you manage to fall into a very deep pit. Filled with snakes! What do you do now? Your response can start from any point of the prompt. You must use one of the prize Fafners from this Contest (aka the Slithering Scales), but you may also include any of the other three or any that you currently own. For Prompt 1, you are allowed to RP Adam and Eve. Rules1. One entry per person only. You have until the Deadline to edit your response. 2. Maximum of 5,000 words in length. 3. Use the following form to respond: [b]Fafner Wanted:[/b]
[b]Name for Fafner:[/b]
[b]Rank:[/b]
[b]Clan:[/b]
[b]Persona:[/b]
[b]RP Response:[/b]
[b]Word Count:[/b] Deadline: SUNDAY, April 27 @ MIDNIGHT
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Posted: Tue Apr 15, 2008 7:09 pm
Fafner Wanted: Ball Python
Name for Fafner: Erivien
Rank: Hunter
Clan: Hreidmar
Persona: Intelligent
RP Response: Prompt 2
Erivien couldn't help his sly little grin that spread across his green-scaled face. "Well, well well...What do we have heeeere?" He hissed devilishly at the two below. Adam and Eve seemed mystified by the creature that snidely spoke to them. "Aaaaare you hunggggry by any chance, little ones?" Erivien said, the hissing of his voice a chilling effect to the otherwise warm surroundings. "We were told by Him never to eat the apples." Eve stated in a quiet, feminine voice. Adam nodded in agreement to the fact. The Snake just shook his head, tsking them silently. "Tut tut, where is your sense of freedom? Your sense of adventure?" He grinned, showing off sharp pointy teeth. They looked at him with genuine interest. They had never heard such words before, yet their minds registered the words. It was the promise of something amazing. "Adventure?" Adam repeated, his mouth seeming to savor the strange word like a candy. Erivien nodded. "Oh yes, eating the apples will give you something good." Little did the two know, that it was in defiance to His will. The male Fafner stepped forward, curious. "Good? Will they?" He asked. The snake chuckled throatily, "Yessssss....." He hissed. The female stared at him suspiciously, but said nothing. It was as inticing to her as it was to the curious male. Erivien grinned widely as he shook the branch he laid leisurely upon. Red and green apples fell like small rocks to the cushioning green grass below. "They are good, very goooood." His bright yellow eyes seemed to glow sinisterly as Eve took the green apple into her mouth and bit down....
Word Count: 273
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2008 3:16 pm
Fafner Wanted: Scarlet King Snake
Name for Fafner: Slythe
Rank:Hunter
Clan: Loki
Persona: Charming
RP Response: Slythe slithered about the trees, once again watching over Adam and Eve, hoping to catch them at a venerable moment. Just as the thought entered his mind, he saw Eve look longingly at the fruit. Slythe, taking advantage of the opportunity, slithered down and hissed, “Those fruit look delicious don’t they? Ripe, and juicy. Why don’t you have one? Slythe said, trying to coax her to the fruit.
But then Eve retorted, “No, the god told us not to eat this fruit and if we were caught with it-”
“Ah!!!” Slythe cried out, “If you were caught with the fruit, but you see, my dear Eve, you won’t get caught. The trees don’t have a tongue! They can’t tell the god anything. Now eat up my dear, the fruit tastes so good, it caresses your tongue with the flavor of a banquet!” Slythe's yellow eyes concentrated on Eve as her eyebrows knotted together in thought.
Eve was now brainwashed by the snake’s words, but just when she was going to take a bite, she stopped, much to Slythe’s dismay. “I think I’ll ask Adam for advice first…” Eve sounded unsure, and her mouth was watering something fierce, but she left anyways.
Adam and Eve talked the whole night, whether or not they should eat the fruit, and right when dawn broke they decided it was just a fruit and it was no big deal, anyways, who would find out?
So they snuck to the tree, and they each had a fruit. Right then, they heard a sigh. They stiffened and whipped around, it was the god! “W-w-what are you doing here?” Adam and Eve gasped in unison, shocked by his sudden presence.
“The trees do not have tongues, maybe that is true,” the god said, with wisdom, “But they do have eyes and ears, and the eyes and ears they posses, are one with mine.” And with that, he banished Adam and Eve from his garden for good, leaving them awed and bewildered.
Word Count: 320
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 8:18 am
Fafner Wanted: Emerald Tree Boa
Name for Fafner: Carther
Rank: Hunter
Clan: Loki or Hreidmar
Persona: Sweet, Bored Easy, Clingy
RP Response: Prompt 2
Hreidmar Forest, green and lush. The wind ran through her soft green mane, her feet barley touched the soft emerald ground as she seemingly flew thought this forest never thinking about anything to do if she fell in a pit. Her paws kept up the pace, never a reason to stop. The soft impounding noise of her feet on that ground was a noise you would hear from that of a pin hitting the ground, almost silence. Suddenly that noise came to abrupt stop as the Fafner was now hitting the side of a dirt ledge that formed one side of a large ditch which the green, snake designed Fafner was now falling into.
After the Fafner fell into the muddy, dank pit she had a black out around a ten second time limit. When she awoke she knew she tasted blood in her mouth, she knew that it had been from the ledge, she knew that it was going to be hard to get out of here. Almost as soon as she moved she felt the feeling that the ground was moving, turning and tumbling under her. She got up, her deep yellow eyes now adjusted to the dark, she peered around, and she saw snakes, hundreds of dark moving snakes along the ground. Now she knew she looked like one, and even felt like one but it was too odd. She now knew that what was now sinking into her toes was mud and some blood from dead snakes around her. As soon as she took this in the snakes had turned there dark eyes toward her, their tongues flicked in and out, they knew that she wasn’t one of their own.
The Fafner mumbled something to herself and she backed up to where two walls met to make a type of corner. Her eyes darted as she tried to think straight, more snakes were dead now for the cause of her stepping on the heads, she could feel the cold blood seep through her paws along with cold earth. She knew that these snakes in here weren’t poisonous, or that she could see weren’t, they were mostly those other ones… She couldn’t think of the name at the moment and she didn’t really care about that. She looked up, nothing was around she could climb and nothing around the ledge she could grab onto. The snakes were still looking at her, their bodies twisting and they were making a horrid noise.
A snake plunged at her fast trying to entangle her foot, but as quick as the snake was the Fafner had moved faster. The brown snake now dangled in the air. The Fafner stared at the rest of the snakes, her yellow eyes burned as she threw the dead snake into the crowd. The other snakes sat there and looked at her, tongues flicked an then there heads drooped as did the rest of there body an started to slide towards the Fafner. The Fafner mumble something else to herself, turned around and tried to scale the wall, her claws grasped at the mud, but she slowly started to slide out of place and the Fafner slid down the wall lacing herself with a new brown coat. When she hit the ground she bounced back up, only to have the same thing happen again, but as she slid down she felt her back to paws hit a flat, cold surface just big enough for her back feet to stand on. It slowly state to rise in the air, loads of mud started to drop of the walls as the Fafners fore paws were still dug into the wall. Suddenly she was only two feet from the opening. She bent her strong back legs and jumped with all her might. Half her body was soon thrust over the side of the deep hole, she dug her paws into the grass, and her back legs into the muddy wall and pulled herself forward. She flopped over onto her back and realized that a snake had saved her, she sighed, looked around, and found a long stick.
She stuck the long stick into the pit and watched as the snakes got the idea and slithered up the stick and climbed into the light and went off. The Fafner collapsed onto the ground and she looked to the sky.
Word Count: 729
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 2:29 pm
Fafner Wanted: Blue Malayan Coral Snake
Name for Fafner: Merope
Rank: Sentinel, if allowed, or Harvester if not
Clan: Attila
Persona: Duplicitous
RP Response:
Dawn rose, roasting and red in colour, to bake the garden. The plants and animals, at first rejoicing in the fresh heat, soon began to slow, then to stop and still, when the searing warmth had not abated by noon. All through noon, the sun hung in the sky like a great, pulsing yolk. Its sickly orange rays coaxed a jungle-like steam from the dark earth and deepened the greenery of the garden in the same way a persistent suitor drew shell pink to his maiden love’s cheek. No wind stirred the leaves or the branches to create whispering, clattering song. Without the breeze, the perfume of exotic flowers hung with a heavy mugginess that made air unpleasant to breathe. It was a wickedly hot, moist day.
Escaping the worst of the heat, Adam and Eve rested separately in the shade of trees and bushes. They lay as close to the sparkling, ice-fed stream as possible, trying to collect its chilly spray in their fur. But the mist rising from its surface was as tepid and cloying as the mist of warm, wet earth, and only succeeded in making them thoroughly wet and miserable. They slept uneasily, shifting and turning in attempts to cool their fronts, backs, and sides. Eve was experiencing the worst of it. Having chosen, perhaps unwisely, to sleep under a flowering tree, she kept waking to sneeze from the powdery scent of the blossoms. Having woken for the sixth time in as many minutes to sneeze, she rolled over and began to walk, following the stream.
“It is lovely hot, is it not?”
The melodious voice, much to Eve’s surprise, came from far over her head. When she craned her face upwards, she was caught most off-guard to see a creature much like and much unlike her in many ways, luxuriating on a branch. The creature was smiling down at her, appearing and disappearing in flashes as the intensity of its coat demanded. Not waiting for an answer, it tapped downwards on nimble paws. The stranger landed with a squelch in the mulched leaves, sniffing at Eve’s delicate face in a friendly way. Eve, being startled, flinched away. Only once the new creature had stopped did she cautiously sniff the stranger, but the new female – its voice had announced it as female – possessed no distinct smell beyond the vegetation befuddling Eve’s nose.
The creature did not seem to find Eve nearly so strange as Eve found the creature. She seemed to know, in her own fashion, that there should be others. Strutting forward, the bright-faced female rubbed her shoulder against her new companion. She spoke in words drizzled by oil and honey, equal parts sweet and slippery.
“For me, perhaps, but not perhaps for you? Would you like me to show you where it is coolest?”
“I – I couldn’t,” stammered Eve, her honest voice a dulcet trumpet’s call. “Adam said I – “
“Oh, Adam said, Adam said. What is Adam?”
“Adam is Adam, as I am Eve.”
“And I Merope. Wake your Adam, and I will show you both this place.”
Eve was frightened. She had never seen this Merope in the garden, though Adam had introduced her to all of the creatures of the garden. He had taught her of its plenties and luxuries, and of the one kind enough to grant them the paradise. But he had shown her no creature such as herself. But she was not so frightened as she was curious, and it was terribly, bakingly hot. The twinkling of cold stream water only seemed to make her fur itch with muggy warmth, until she felt she must grow moss as the trees around her did.
Merope had done nothing to prove herself a wicked beast yet. She had been nothing but friendly. Eve took her to Adam, and Merope led them both through the decadence of the garden.
She did not let them stop, though they wanted badly to, nor to drink from the water or bite into the succulent fruit tempting their parched mouths.
“They will spoil your mouths for what is to come,” she warned over her shoulder, sensing for the umpteenth time that Eve had veered for the stream they followed, and Adam for a patch of leafy melons. “Only wait a while, and you will be glad I kept you.”
They emerged into blazing, buttery sunshine, and a field of long, verdant grass that felt like strips of silk beneath the paws. The flowers that dotted the rippling grass – rippling, for here and here alone a kissing breeze was trapped and circulating – smelled ripe and fresh. Dominating the field was a huge, gnarled tree. It was slender like a dancer, with long, trailing limbs. Its leaves were young and soft, and dabbled into water that smelled roundly of apples and nectar. The water ran deep, cold, and clear, filling the field with a gentle shushing.
Adam stopped, his eyes blazing as his tail shot out. Eve, catching his distress, froze, and looked at him. Her questions must have brimmed in her eyes, for he spat his words like poison at the waiting Merope, who had stopped when she realized they no longer trailed behind her.
“No! We are not allowed to eat from that tree.”
“Not allowed to eat?” asked Merope, clearly surprised.
“Not to eat,” repeated Adam sternly, “not even to touch.”
“Not even to touch?”
“We may not even touch.”
Merope turned to face them, a thoughtful expression stealing across her face. Eve grew quite nervous as she walked toward them, then behind them. Both she and Adam moved to follow the movements of their guides. They focused on her clear, guiltless blue eyes and striking, distracting orange face. They did not notice her dark legs, or how she approached them slowly. They did not notice their own legs moving backwards, responding to her careful sheperding.
“If you touch the tree,” she began.
“We won’t,” interrupted Eve.
“If you touch the tree, what will happen?” Merope asked.
“We will die,” said Adam.
Merope smiled prettily. “If you touch – “
“We won’t!”
“If you even touch – “
“If we even touch the tree – “
“If you even touch the tree, what will happen?”
Adam frowned, uncomfortable. The God had explained what would happen if they ate from the tree. He had made it sound a terrible fate, so Adam had worked to keep himself and Eve from ever even approaching it. It was not a threat he understood, but one he recognized. When he spoke, it was in a dry rasp.
“We will die.”
“If you even touch the tree, you will die?”
“Yes.”
Merope advanced one tiny step further. Adam and Eve both took a corresponding step backwards, only to find they could retreat no more. Eve let out a choked, scraping sob as she felt bark biting through her fur. Without even noticing, they had been backed directly into the tree. She waited; for what, she knew not. She only knew that it did not come. Merope rubbed her cheek affectionately, smiling in the way a mother smiled at silly infants.
“Have you died?”
“I – I don’t know,” she stuttered. Beside her, Adam’s heavy breathing slowly evened out. She felt her own breathing calm in response.
“You seem the same to me,” promised Merope. “Come swim; the water is coldest here, and sweet.”
They followed like ducklings, sure in their trust. They slipped into the water after their friend – for she had proven they need not fear the tree, and was indeed a friend – into the icy water. It was as sweet as she promised, and refreshing besides. They frolicked and played in the clear, babbling liquid, unaware of time until the water blazed gold with a setting sun, and the world grew quiet in response. Only the rumbling of their hungry bellies, deprived of food, broke the taboo on noise as Adam and Eve slipped from the water.
Merope’s ear twitched, and without warning, she dove like an otter beneath the flickering surface. When she emerged, she held a small, pouched fruit in her mouth. She held it very gently, so that her teeth did not break through the thin, vulnerable skin to the juicy ruby flesh within. So relaxed were Adam and Eve that, at first, they did not connect the tempting fruit to the fruit of the tree they lounged against, until Merope announced it as such.
“Here. This is the fruit of the tree. The water has cooled it; it will refresh you.”
“No!” cried Eve in horror. “Did you not listen to Adam? We cannot eat the fruit of this tree, or we will – “
“Die,” finished her new companion simply. Between the leaves, her orange face caught the intense colours of the sun warmly. The shifting glares and shadows were soothing, lulling. “But is the tree not good?”
“We have been told not to eat the fruit, or we will die.”
“You were also told you would die if you even touched the tree, and you have touched the tree. But yet you are as you were.”
“The God said we could not.”
“Did not the God make all in this garden?” asked Merope. The sunlight dazzled on her face. “And is this garden not good? Are its trees not friendly? Do they not provide a bounty of food? Are they not fed on the same good water as we ourselves are?”
“The garden is good,” ventured Eve, only to be interrupted by gentle Merope, nudging the fruit closer. Her friend still floated in the water, and her face was kind and beloved in companionship already.
“Yes, the garden is good. The God made this garden good. It was made good for your happiness, to suit you. Why, then, would you say the God would make this one tree bad, only this one poison?”
“… I don’t know,” answered Adam, almost dazed.
“Why spurn this good food the God has given you? You only show ungratefulness to not taste that which is provided for you.”
Merope brought her paw down on the fruit. The edge of her claws caught it, and it split open with a fresh, crisp, silky pulling. The flesh inside caught the molten light as her bright face did, in lush, round sweeps. It was the colour of rubies, and its scent was like nothing Adam and Eve had sampled before. It caused water to pool in their mouths, and hunger to cramp in their bellies. They could not pull their eyes from the promise of its sweet, cold flesh, and drew close under the watchful eyes of their friend.
Eve arrived first. This close, she could practically feel the flavour of the fruit bursting to a satisfying and lingering finish on her tongue. She lowered her head, opening her mouth with slow hesitance. Adam followed likewise, nudging his respective half. The motion drew his eyes to something: Merope’s back, dark and jarring in the water. Her fur spread like ink, and he suddenly broke from his bedazzlement. Before Eve could even lick the fruit, he bit her harshly on the ear and drew her away, kicking the fruit into the river. It bobbed forlornly on the surface for a moment, and then dipped and sank without a sound.
“The God said do not eat the fruit; we will obey the God, for He would not give us instructions that could harm us!”
With that, he butted and shoved Eve until she took flight in front of him, too scared to look back lest she face his wrath. They disappeared into the dark bushes, and soon all sounds of their flight had faded from hearing. In the cold, clear water, Merope smiled.
“I am glad you did not taste the fruit.”
Through the bushes, she thought she spied a head. It looked graceful and feminine; she thought she could detect a gleam of deep longing in the invisible eyes, before it pulled sharply from her sight again. Merope drew herself from the water, and her fur glistened wetly in the fading, oily light, capturing the brightness in drips.
“I am glad,” she repeated, “you did not taste the fruit. But seeds planted will lead to the same end, I fear.”
She shook out her pelt, and disappeared into the branches of the tree as dusk swept softly in, fading her presence in the garden to only a misty memory.
Word Count: 2, 075
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 12:01 pm
Fafner Wanted: Emerald tree Boa
Name for Fafner: Serena
Rank: Hunter
Clan: Loki
Persona: Sly
RP Response: Prompt 2
Serena was walking through the forest just as she did every day. But, for an unknown reason, Serena was extremely careless today. As she walked along, she hummed a tune to herself. She was struggling to remember a verse, when she suddenly was falling. She had a strange sensation flowing through her. Almost as if by command, she slowed herself in mid air, landing her gently in a pit of snakes. She introduced herself, not one bit startled by the evil glares she was given.
"Hello, I am Serena," she hissed.
The glares did not cease. She smiled slyly and removed herself from the snakes she had landed on.
"Well, looks like we have a fresh kill for us today," a snake named Cryol said.
"If I were you, I wouldn't do that...." Selena grimaced.
All the snakes were taken aback by this reply. They had not expected a fight. Their glares intensified.
"Can it Cryol! Before you get all of us killed!" a snake exclaimed.
"Maybe you should warned your little buddy about that earlier," Selena said.
Slowly, she turned around facing the snake who had yelled at Cryol. In that instant, she asked him his name.
"You, you are the one who had warned him, yes?"
"Ye-yes."
"What is your name, foolish one?"
"M-my name? My-my name is Borris..."
"Come over here Borris,"
Frightened, Borris approached Selena. He looked down at the ground, studying the rocks, to avoid her gaze. She lifted Borris's head. He was still avoiding her gaze.
"Dear Borris, look me in the eyes," her velvet voice caressed.
Borris had now figured out it was no use to stop avoiding her liquid gold eyes. he looked up. Selena no longer had a hold on him. Quickly, Borris looked down. Selena kicked something aside.
"What did you kick?!" Borris demanded.
"Oh, that? You actually care about imbecile?"
"Who- who are you referring to?"
Selena held up a dead snake she dragged from behind her with one paw.
"This little fellow."
"Cryol? Cryol? Cryol!"
"It's no use now. He's dead."
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?! You- you DEVIL!!
"You must understand Borris, I did nothing. He was a victim of his own actions."
Borris looked through her liquid gold eyes, searching for an answer. Serena acknowledged his confusion.
She sighed. "Borris, he looked me in the eyes, just as you are now. He died a few short minutes later. He was a victim of his own actions. Just like you will be.
Don't blame me. You are not a friend or anyone important to me. That is why, no matter how hard you may try, you cannot break my gaze. The ones that are important to me can break away from my gaze. It doesn't even harm them in the first place. I can also control if I hurt who looks at me. I guess I'm pretty careless today. Aren't I?"
Borris took all that in, right before he died. After he died, Serena turned, looking around at the dead snakes before her. Then she gathered her strength, building a ladder out of the dead snakes. She climbed out of the pit, and took one last glance at the pit of dead snakes.
"They really shouldn't have looked me in the eyes."
Word Count: 547
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 2:34 pm
Fafner Wanted: Emerald Tree Boa
Name for Fafner: Lorelai
Rank: Harvester
Clan: Hreidmar
Persona: Creative, fun and witty
RP Response:
Leaning back against the trunk of Shikai’s Tree on a particularly wide, high branch, Lorelai felt completely relaxed. There was no better way to spend the day! A cool breeze was blowing, keeping her both refreshed and hidden behind the shifting leaves of the foliage. All was calm and quiet besides the slight howl from the wind, and it was a wonderful time for a nap. Closing her eyes, it took but a moment for Lorelai to fall asleep
…only to be promptly woken by a booming voice in her head.
“Ah, Lorelai, my favorite Temptress,” it said, the words casually spoken yet dripping with sarcasm. “I see you’re busy at work on the task I’ve given you.”
Smiling, the Fafner formulated her response. It felt a little weird whenever the God of Andvari spoke with her privately like this, since it was almost like having a conversation with herself.
“Oh, not now, my Master,” Lorelai responded slyly, “but earlier, yes.” She shifted her weight to a more comfortable position, letting her tail wrap around the side of her body.
It took a moment for God to reply. “So it has been completed, I assume? Surely, you would not rest until the job was finished.”
“No,” said Lorelai, “but I have done my part.”
This time, the answer came almost right away, and the casual tone was replaced with one of building anger. “You say you have done your part, yet Adam and Eve have not yet eaten the forbidden fruit? I fail to see your logic, Lorelai.”
Normally such harsh words would cut the listener to humiliated pieces, but the Fafner was prepared. “Just give it time. All we need now is for Adam and Eve to…ah! There they are, coming this way!”
Indeed, the humans were walking along the path towards the tree, though they were still quite far away. Lorelai’s position high in the tree had not been unintentional, for she could see for miles from her current location.
“Now watch, Master, and I can assure you, you won’t be disappointed.”
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The day was pleasant – perfect for a mid-afternoon stroll. Adam and Eve enjoyed walking together, so today was no exception. They decided to take the road that went by Shikai’s Tree, for it was the most beautiful tree in the Garden, and they hadn’t gone by for a while. A lovely sight on a lovely day…it just seemed to fit.
Their tails entwined, the two stepped casually on the smooth stone pathway. They had come this way before many times, and knew the way well. But today, they found, was different.
“What’s that?” questioned Adam, pointing to something large and white, a bit further ahead and to the right-hand side of the path.
“I don’t know, Adam, but it’s never been there before.” Eve bit her lip, feeling a little worried about the mystery object. Things normally stayed the same here in Shikai’s Garden.
“I know, it’s…strange,” he replied. “But we should see what it is. If it is in this Garden, it was put here by God, and if God has placed it here it must be meant for us.”
Still unsure, Eve hesitated, but Adam’s confidence in the matter finally convinced her. He seemed right – God was the creator, and He would not let any harm fall upon them. So she nodded, and the two went to investigate.
As they got closer, they found that strange symbols were painted on the white object. Never before had they seen anything like it, however, they were somehow able to pull meaning from the seemingly random lines. They did not know that words could be seen, but God had created them with the ability to read built in.
“Eve, can you see the message, too?” Adam asked. It came as a total shock that he could understand this white object, and thought maybe it was his mind playing tricks on him. But Eve nodded once more, and together they said what was written on the sign: “I changed my mind.”
They stood in silence for a moment, bedazzled by the magic that had just taken place. Finally, Eve spoke.
“What does it mean, Adam?”
“I…I don’t know. But if God wants us to know, we will know in time. Let’s keep walking, and not waste such a beautiful day trying to figure this out.”
Eve smiled and took Adam’s hand again. They got back on the path and continued to walk towards the Tree. Not much later, however, they came upon another of the white magic boards.
“You may eat the fruit,” read Eve, slowly. She then looked at Adam, whose confused face mimicked her own.
“But we eat fruit already,” Adam stated. “Lots of it!”
“Yes, the fruit here is delicious. Does God think we have not tried any?” Eve wondered.
“No…God knows us, Eve. He knows we have eaten the fruit here. Maybe there will be another sign along the pathway?”
“Maybe,” Eve replied, frowning. “I suppose we’ll just have to see.”
Indeed, there was another sign. A few more, actually, all equally spaced along the path as they got closer and closer to Shikai’s Tree. In order, the signs said:
“It is very tasty.”
“I want to share the experience with you both.”
“Forgive me for restricting you.”
“Please, rest now and fill your stomachs.”
The final sign was placed directly underneath Shikai’s Tree, and by then, Adam and Eve had caught on to the meaning. Not knowing any other intelligent being existed in the Garden besides themselves and God, they could only believe the signs were created by Him. So they believed, and they happily ate from the forbidden tree.
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The God of Andvari watched Adam and Eve’s progress in awe. His little Temptress had completed her job in a unique, creative way that He Himself would not have thought of.
“You have done well, Lorelai,” He complimented the Fafner.
“I thought you’d say that, my Master,” Lorelai replied, her smile growing larger. “Thank you. You know, it was pretty easy to fool those two. You may want to do something about that, if you wish for our race to survive.”
Contemplating the Fafner’s words, God let out a slight sigh. “I think I see your point. Maybe I’ll toss in a bit of knowledge as a consolation prize when I boot ‘em out…”
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 1:49 am
And the Winner is... Koozle!
Congratulations!
Blue Malayan Coral Snake
Name: Merope
Rank: Sentinel
Clan: Attila
Persona: Duplicitous
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Lord Andvarinaut Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 5:49 pm
I suppose I should repost the information, as per the announcement made in the board...
So!:
Blue Malayan Coral Snake
Name: Merope
Rank: Sentinel
Clan: Attila
Persona: Duplicitous http://i251.photobucket.com/albums/gg284/AndvariShop/01/Koozle-Merope.png
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