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 Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 5:57 am
// THE MASK
When: Oct 5th
Closes: Oct 31st
::RP Story::
Write me a spooky story that involves this unique adahy.
ex. It was a dark and eerie night..blah blah blah
::Character development::
Who's entering: (your name)
Her Name: (what would you name her)
Personality: (tell me a bit about what she's going to be like..)
History:-how she became to look like that,where she lives, did she get exiled? does she know her parents? what ever extra details you can think of!)
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 8:27 am
Your fine :3 -Pan ---------------- I'm not sure if this is ok, as there is no time as to when this starts. If it is not, then I will delete and repost when it is happening, unless I get disqualified of course ^^'''
::RP Story::
Cold nights are even colder when following the bitter hatred of one's mother. Mu'katii could feel the hate surrounding her, worming its way under her skin. She despised the large beast she followed, not understanding how this was her supposed mother. She looked not at all like this female, all sweet curves and kind expression. Mu'katii could feel she was unloved, unwanted; however it did not bother her to the extent she begged for forgiveness for the pain she brought, or the hatred she elicited. No... She was what she was, and it was not in her nature to apologise for that! Though young, she was already aware of her right to be herself. Who else, after all, could she be?
The path was a desolate one, and the female ahead was clearly on edge. The young one continued to follow, head low, glowing red eyes peering from her striped face to the behind of the beast in front. Why was she being made to walk so long on such an empty stomach? Her mother had not fed her from the moment she had hatched from her egg to this moment. It pained her stomach and chest, and Mu'katii nearly cried out for some sort of recognition, but the ground was getting steeper beneath her feet, and concentration on her steps alleviated some of the pangs that were making her grumpy and frustrated. The Adahy in front slowed, as did Mu'katii. She looked to the beast, then to the direction she stared.
A vast lake spread before them. Its shore was lapped by black waves, small, glowing, blue-white bugs giving it an eerie, self-contained feel. Its rocky shores were all shades of silvery grey, and ahead was a vast island, its black trees rising up to the sky. Mu'katii looked up at those trees with a sense of deep-seated dread. What was this place her so-called mother had brought her? The smell was unusual, a mix of Adahy and some other, musky scent. Beside her, her mother sighed, straigthened, and, stiff legged, started to cross the natural rocky bridge that lead to the island. Mu'katii, ears lowering as well as her body, followed behind. To either side, strange fish glowed beneath the waters' edge, and when she stopped to bend closer to look, a swift thump to the head was all the warning she got that she was not to touch for the fatal end it might bring. She mumbled something incomprehensible, and continued to follow, getting edgier and edgier as they neared the place of foreboding.
All around, the blue-white glow-bugs drifted. One landed on Mu'katii's nose, and she smiled a little. Was it comforting her? Who knew, it was just a bug! She stopped just behind her mother, and what greeted her vision was terrifying. A large beast stood before them, his blood red feathery manes tipped in black and white splatters. Eerily black, glowing eyes glared from beneath the multi-pocked mask of the Di'taki it had been taken from. Each eye held a white pupil that seemed to look straight into their souls', and Mu'katii couldn't help but feel intimidated. The pale skin held deeply tattooed scars, trinkets of another age perhaps, magical in their image. Saliva dribbled from the large teeth of the male beast, pooling between his fore claws; massive black and red antlers tipped in white glistened in the glow of the bugs that were settling within his mantles of feathers. Mu'katii looked to her mother's terrified face and smirked somewhat. She sat and listened as the grumbling roll of the Di'taki's voice filled the little grove of trees.
"You seek something, traitorous being of the Grimshaw Forest?" The voice was dripping in venom, and it sent a shiver of fear down the young one's spine. She backed up a little, shuffling back as innocently as she could. Those black eyes settled on her frame and she felt pinioned to the ground. "You bring another to be outcast from your perfect lives? Pity."
"She is none of your business, beast!" Mu'katii looked up as her mother finally came out of whatever stupor she had been in on the sight of this ferocious beast. His sneer showed his complete disinterest in her blabbing, instead, coming to focus on the young one that trailed her to this place of long past... solidarity amongst the Grimshaw creatures.
"She is my business! I will be taking her from here, Adahy." His words stunned her mother into silence once more, and her face became dark. A male Di'taki? Wanting an Adahy reject? Whatever reasons he had, the female could not stand his presence further.
"Take her. She is an abomination, just like your whole kind! I cannot stand her image. Take her, eat her for all I care! She's yours!" The female turned and started to leave. Mu'katii started to panic. Leave her? Why was she being left here with this beast? He was going to eat her!? She bolted, following the female she was beginning to hate so much.
Her incoherent cried echoed out over the black waters, and without meaning to, tears began to fall from her eyes. Behind her, movement froze her to the spot. She heard a sigh and another utterance of the word 'pity', before she was unceremoniously lifted by her ears and lifted from the ground. She felt claws or teeth, she couldn't tell which, scrape the skin of her ears before she was dropped, this time on a tree stump in the center of the glade. The glow-bugs were circling her, casting obscuring shadows over her new captor.
"You cry, little one? Over that beast's departure? You believe her lying words when she says I will eat you?" Mu'katii shivered and nodded slowly. "Then perhaps you are as fool as she, and I should leave you here also?" He turned to go, and Mu'katii cried out a little, a whimper of fear. The giant turned once more and looked at her, those eerie, glowing black eyes with the white pupil making her fear down to her stomach. "Then stop your whimpering. You are no longer Adahy, but nor are you Di'kati. You are outcast, but that is ok. I will teach you, young one. I wanted to find myself an heir to my knowledge, if you will, a child to call my own, to learn from me, so my lessons to others do not go wasted forever when my body is laid to rest." The great beast stepped into the light of the glow-bugs, and the white-blue light revealed to Mu'katii a face similar to her own, though very different. In his claws, he carried a skull, much like his own, though less pocked with eye sockets as his. She looked at it, confused, and he lifted it. In the light of the glow-bugs, which seemed completely unaware of his scary image as they landed in his mantles, he did not seem so intimidating. He brought the skull down over her head.
"This will show you as my disciple. Come. Let us leave this place. We are not welcomed her for long, and it is time for our departure. Do not worry little one, she will not return here for you. You are mine now." The young Adahy stopped her curious glancing to the Adahy entrance, and instead, nodded in response to his words and leapt down from the stump, following him as the great Di'taki lead the was toward the path of retrieval. Tonight, she thought to herself; tonight, I am starting my new life.
::Character development::
Who's entering: Malhyanth
Child's Name: Mu'katii
Personality: A somewhat 'natural born villain'; Mu'katii is a twisted individual that harbours great distrust to her own kind. Her life started out poorly, as one could imagine for one so young to have such an appearance. She hates her own kind, and will willingly bring harm to them if met in her travels. She does not fully understand her differences, for her father told her never to remove her skull, for it hid her shame, and would stop other Di'taki looking at her bizarrely. She accepted his ways, noting his own skull covered face, and learnt well under his guidance. She is calculating and somewhat manipulative, but her soul is revealed as one somewhat empty of emotion, unable to feel the emotions of others, apathetic to their ways and their life. As far as she is aware, they are simply another being to increase her strength. A somewhat unwanted side-effect of his teachings, however, the father was not wholly disappointed in the turn of events!
History:Her supposed mother abandoned this weird looking hatchling by Lake Ha'tama, however, at the other end, it was not a female Di'taki that took her on. The male Di'taki that claimed her saw her beauty, and vowed to take her under his wing and teach her rightly the ways of the world. Little did the mother at that time realise she released her unwanted offspring to the charge of one most villainous male, hidden beneath the skull of another Di'taki as he so was. The Di'taki taught the young one well, hid her face to hide her shame amongst his own kind, and told her of the truth of the Di'taki. The young one vowed never to trust the Adahy, and to constantly follow in his footsteps. He was her father! He taught her to be a skillful hunter, to gain strength from the meat she ate, and to understand that the life she took into herself through eating their prey gave her strength over those that ate all manner of edible matter. She spends her time with the Di'taki, hoping that one day she may grow to be as feared as they, and perhaps even stronger!
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2009 6:45 am
**I took a few liberties, I hope they are okay**
::RP Story::
She'd barely opened her eyes to the light of day and she already knew that she was different. Things were warm and wet but there was a distinct and solid heat beside her and when she looked and snuggled against it she instinctively was aware that the adahy next to her was her brother. He blinked a matched red eye back at her and there was nothing but affection behind it. She looked over this male, her brother, and saw that they were almost identical in every way. With no frame of reference and no experience of the real world, this newborn adahy lived her first few moments in utter peace. She didn't know that the ridge of spikes down her back and over her brother's brow would be their undoing. This child, just a baby, had no idea that these warm and tender times may be the last she ever had. This poor unfortunate babe had no idea what the words she unconsciously overheard would actually mean for her through her entire life.
"What do we do?"
"What can we do?"
"They are our children, Shadow... Our only children."
"We can have more."
"I'm not getting any younger."
"I can have more."
There was a silence then and something that sounded like angry growls.
"I should take you down where you stand."
"They can't stay here, River. The problems between us are not the important thing. You will have to take them. They will not be accepted."
"I can't! I.. people will judge us! We have to keep this secret!"
"I can speak to an elder.. You know at least one of them may help us. The signal fires must be lit for the exchange."
Another silence from the dark.
"They are not Di'taki. That much is clear! I don't want to just hand my children over to those... mutants!"
"They are not normal. Besides the fact that twins are strange enough... I will go and speak to them. I will do my best to have this be a secret. When you see the fires lit, you must leave. If I can follow at a distance, I will."
The hatchlings were barely aware of the talking coming from outside of their cave. They had no idea what words like "di'taki" or "mutant" meant. Even in their newborn state they could sense the anger, sadness and worry from their parents' voices. The strain of being born, being alive, was still too new to the twins and sleep quickly overtook them.
The next thing they saw was their mother. Her skin was crimson and they both, in an unspoken way, already knew that they adored her. She had come and brought them food and told them that they were taking a journey. She was going to show them something special, she said, and they had no reason not to believe her.
"You have to keep up, children...” Riversedge nudged them softly and the pair stuck close together. The twins moved faster as they got more accustomed to their legs. Their eyes, though it was night, adjusted gradually to the light of the outside world. They still had no names and even though the female of the pair was aware that the adult with them was 'mother', she wondered what to call her brother.
"Mother... where are we going? What is going on?" Her voice was weak, timid, confused and new. Her brother still remained silent.
"Shhh..." Riversedge looked on high alert but the twins couldn't pay much attention to her because the wide open world was so interesting... and scary. Shadows danced in the foliage and strange sounds came from all around. The small family seemed even smaller amongst the towering, ancient gnarled trees. Up in the hills behind them three large fires burned ominously. The children felt like they were being watched, stared at, by the burning gaze of a giant monster. A bird's screech shot out in the night and the female twin tripped when she jumped in fear. Her brother paused, helping to nudge her up with his muzzle. His crimson eyes darted around the surrounding bushes. Beings lurked in the darkness, he was sure of it. He'd thought something was following them anyway and now it was getting ready to pounce, waiting for them to just get a little far from the mother....
"Come now!" Riversedge hadn't stopped when her child had stumbled. Clearly something was keeping her on edge and it only made the newborns more frightened. The children hurried along as fast as their wobbly legs would take them. The trees seemed to grow more densely here. The sounds got more strange, more frightening as they continued on. The children were too scared to say anything more and instead just did their best to stay side by side.
The smell of water hit their noses and through the trees was the sight of moonlight on the surface of a lake. Both twins wanted to ask what, why, or anything from their mother but she was hurrying and very serious. Suddenly there was a crack in the sky, thunder they would learn later, and the surroundings around them lit up with a cold white glow.
Riversedge stopped in her tracks as the eerie light faded. The brief flash revealed a stark clearing in the trees several yards ahead. Rain droplets began to fall, the twins flinching in surprise as the first few hit their muzzles. They hadn't been looking ahead, only around, when the sky lit. They didn't see the jagged forms in the slight distance. Riversedge was no fool. She had found what she was looking for and she called to her children gently.
"To me."
Another crack of thunder and a longer, extended bolt of lightning revealed to the twins their first vision of Di'taki. The mutated beasts were the scariest things they had ever seen in their short lives. A large male stood behind a larger female. His horns twisted upwards, scarred in signs of battle. The female eyed the twins greedily, like a beggar with buffet laid out teasingly before their many eyes.
"My children." Riversedge found her voice to address the frightening pair. "They will not be accepted." The twins crowded under their mother's front legs as the rain began to fall harder.
"Let me see them." The female di'taki was a bright green, smattered with white markings. There was a desperate look in her many pale blue eyes. She stepped forward, as did Riversedge. While the words did not seem ceremonial, the matched steps of the two females felt like an ancient and dangerously well practiced dance. The children scrambled under their mother's legs as she moved, she and the other female circling closer and closer to one another.
The twins finally got a good look at the male and he was enough to make their blood run cold. His masses of feathers were black as the night and his body was violet and sinewy. The tip of one of his horns was broken and he had strange red markings around his mouth that made it look like blood seeped from his maw. When Riversedge circled nearer to him his feathers rose up and he hissed viciously at the sight of the children.
"They are not di'taki!" His voice was raspy and he moved towards them quickly.
"They are not di'taki!" The mutated female echoed his words exactly, her own feathers rising up in alarm and a similar hiss escaping her mouth.
As the rain began to pour down Riversedge stamped the ground in desperation. The twins struggled, frightened beyond belief, to stay under their mother. They were confused, soaked, and not understanding at all what was going on.
"Please! They are twins, very ominous for adahy! And look... please... their spikes!" Riversedge began to raise her voice. She moved deliberately away from her children, leaving them in the open for view as another bolt of lightning lit the sky. The twins huddled together, the female hiding her eyes in fright against her brother's side.
"Mother..?" The first words spoken by the male child were silenced by a hiss from both females. His mother shoved them with her nose towards the mutated ones.
"Take them! Please! They have nowhere else to go!" Riversedge had gotten to a point of mania. Perhaps it was the disregard by her mate or the strange nature of her brood. Perhaps it was the thought that these would be the only children she had. It could have just been the nature of the cold and stormy night combined with any of these reasons. Whatever it was, she ignored the ancient pact, the strict rules of both their species.
River ran towards the di'taki female, circling behind her in an attempt to push the mutant towards her children. The male, a member of the di'taki patrol, let out a growl, "No violence! No blood shall be shed!"
His words went unheeded. The female di'taki whirled away, trying to make a break for the safety of her own border, but the manic mother struck out against her in anger. Her claws slashed the other female across the haunches and the mutant howled in pain. With the first blow struck, the male barreled forward with his horns lowered. With the pact broken, his duty was to punish the offender. Any adahy would do the same.
Riversedge, though larger, could not escape her punishment. She had betrayed the pact and she sealed her fate the moment she had struck a di'taki on sacred ground. Perhaps her fate had already been decided from the moment she birthed her cursed twins. Either way, she fell under the male's quick strikes, crying out in madness, desperation and sadness.
Her twins cried out as well, watching in fear as their mother went mad with rage and was quickly downed. The male twin, though a child, could not ignore his instinct to defend his female family. He would be no match against a full grown mutant male.
"No!" The girl screamed as her brother charged the large male. The male, not entirely aware of it, turned quickly to face the children. His horns struck the child inadvertently and his tiny body crumpled into the mud. His scarlet eyes stared, lifeless, at his cowering and whimpering sister who remained alone in the center of the sacred clearing.
The rain continued to fall and thunder growled overhead. The girl felt like she sat in the cold mud forever as the di'taki female, wounded, sniffed the corpses in disgust before disappearing into the Deep Woods.
The male di'taki remained and looked at the child cowering in fear in the center of the clearing. With no words he blocked her brother from her view with his body. She could hear ripping and tearing, disgusting fleshy sounds that she would never forget for the rest of her life. She closed her eyes tightly, putting her claws across her head until the noise stopped.
"I do not slay children and so I will not slay you. What happened to your brother was an unfortunate accident. He was a fool to attack me anyway." The male was closer when she opened her eyes and pushed something white across the mud at her. "I will not slay you, girl child. But you do not belong here. You do not belong anywhere. Wear this as a mark of your shame."
The girl looked in horror at the white thing he shoved at her. She looked in horror at her twin brother's skull.
"If you come to our lands, you will be slain. You must live alone, an outcast." The adult lifted the skull with his jaws and pushed onto her head. It squeezed and hurt but fit into place. All she could do was whimper and submit.
"Take your mother's body and leave." He backed away, closer to the Deep Woods, and watched her.
It took several moments before she could will her legs to move. Her feet sunk into the mud as she stood and her knees wobbled and shook. Where would she go? What would she do? She did not even remember the path they had taken to get here. Where was her father?
She finally stumbled to her mother's body, scarlet eyes staring at the corpse of the one who had given birth to her. Her brother's body seemed to be gone and the spot in which it lay was now just a puddle of blood and earth. She looked back to the male who seemed about to leave, satisfied that the child was finally listening.
"I don't even have a name..."
The rain slowed suddenly as the male turned, "You are no one. You have no identity. You wear a mask of shame and shall for the rest of your life. You are nothing. You have nothing. Your identity is null."
The only word she could cry to herself as the male finally left her was, "Null..."
::Character development::
Who's entering: iloveyouDIE
Child's Name: Null
Personality: lonely, desperate, starved for attention, desires strongly to be accepted.
History: Her parents names are Riversedge (mother) and Shadowhusk (father). Her father is alive, existing somewhere. Her story and her mother's fate are detailed in the entry. As an adult she would wear her mother's skull instead of her brother's, as she dragged the body (slowly and painstakingly) away from the island and into the woods where she would make her home.
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 8:11 pm
::RP Story::
“Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.”
“Don't be a mouse. You agreed to come.”
“Yeah, don't be such a girl.”
The three young Adahy followed the faint trail through the dark woods. The full moon lit their way as they tread quietly. The largest youngster, Lowash, a dark muddy colored male, led the trio. The newest member of their ritual, Saphazel , a young fawn colored female, followed next. Bringing up the rear was Weedbark, an oddly-striped blue male. Animals of the night quieted as they noted the passing of the strangers in their midst.
Saphazel's ears twisted back and forth trying to identify the sounds around her. During the day, she would have never noticed the sounds of tiny scurrying feet or the rustling of undergrowth. Now, with this tale of the no-face demon in her head and the trek through the dark woods, each new sound made her skin crawl. She hadn't believed Lowash when he'd told her about the legend of the no-face demon that ate young Adahy. She'd scoffed at him when he dared her to come see the demon for herself. She had jokingly agreed to his silly challenge.
Now, here she was traipsing through the dark woods in the dead of night. Poor choice of words, she thought to herself. The bright moon helped to shed light on their path, but it also cast frightening shadows in the trees on either side of the faint trail. A branch snapped loudly.
“What was that?” Saphazel asked quickly, a touch of fear in her voice.
“She's getting scared, Lowash,” said Weedbark, tauntingly.
“It's probably the no-face demon. He watches those that come to see him,” Lowash said warningly. “He might be looking for a tasty young morsel tonight.” Lowash stopped and looked at girl behind him. “..and you are the youngest one here,” he added menacingly.
Saphzael began to wonder if maybe she had more to fear from the two scoundrels that dared her to come with them tonight, or the no-face demon himself. She knew they were having fun at her expense and she was determined to prove to them that she wasn't afraid of their little game.
Lowash stopped and stared straight ahead.
Saphazel stepped up beside Lowash and looked up at an ancient gnarled tree in front of them. Hanging from the branches, shining bright and eery in the moonlight, were many Adahy skulls. Saphazel thought she was going to lose the berries and mushrooms she'd eaten earlier. She concentrated on not throwing up in front of the boys. She had to hold steady and show them she was not a squeak mouse.
“You guys went to a lot of trouble to try to scare me.” Saphazel was glad her voice remained steady, despite how uneasy she felt. “You should be ashamed of yourselves for disturbing the bones of the dead.”
Weedbark walked up to the other side of Lowash and stood staring at the tree. Saphazel could see that he was shaken by the sight as well. Then she heard him whisper to Lowash, “I thought there was only one skull.”
Saphazel looked at Lowash when he didn't answer. The dark Adahy's eyes were wide as they moved from one skull to another. “There was,” he replied simply.
Wow, you guys are good, she thought. They looked as scared as she felt.
“Then where did all the other ones come from?” Weedbark looked at Lowash with fear in his eyes. His expression begged the larger youngster to give him a rational explanation. Saphazel could see that he wasn't pretending. Weedbark wasn't that good at telling lies. The young male's green eyes grew as wide as the moon when a low wailing came from behind the tree. “Lowash?” he asked plaintively.
The dark colored Adahy spun on his heels and with a spray of dirt, lunged back down the way they'd come. Weedbark hesitated barely a moment before he followed suit and left Saphazel behind. Shocked that they'd left her, she felt stunned, too scared to move. A low growl close to her loosen her paws and she spun around. She could hear a crashing of branches behind her as she dug her claws into the soil to propel herself forward and leave the tree of skulls behind. Her front feet were barely off the ground when she felt a searing pain rake down her flank. Saphazel scrambled to push away with her hind legs, but the pain made her stumble and she felt a weight on her back. She screamed when something long and sharp clamped on to her neck and wrenched her off her feet. Pinned to the ground, she twisted her head around to see bloody fangs beneath a faceless mask rise above her before they sank deep into her life's blood.
She'd seen them hang the single skull in the tree and heard their plan to bring someone back to show them the tree. She'd had plenty of time to bring her own collection of skulls back and hang them as well. Then she waited. She knew which one she would take when they arrived. The smallest and youngest would have the tenderest meat.
::Character development::
Who's entering: Cricket2008
Child's Name: Bone Spirit
Personality:
Bone Spirit feels betrayed by the Adahy for forcing her mother to abandon her and is angry with the Di'Taki for killing both adults that were the only ones that had shown any care for her. While living with the Di'Taki female, she learned to kill to eat. The adopted mother also taught Bone Spirit to rub herself in the blood of the dead animal to mask her Adahy scent. Later, she discovered a peculiar sense of satisfaction in the slaying. After being forced to survive on her own, Bone Spirit continued the rolling in her kills to a higher extent, finding that it allowed her to stalk closer to her prey. While she avoids direct contact with either species, she does spend time watching them and hating them.
History:
As a baby, Bone Spirit appeared normal. As she grew, small deformities grew along her back and Bone Spirit was eventually determined by the tribe to be cursed. Bone Spirit could not understand why she was beginning to be shunned by those she thought were her friends. One day, her mother took her for a walk and Bone Spirit found herself being led to the Di'Taki borders.
Bone Spirit's mother's love did not lessen because of the deformity growing on her child. But she knew that she would continue to be shunned along with her child as long as Bone Spirit remained with her. Her mother chose to ignore the ritual and found a place to cross the border to leave Bone Spirit to find her own way. Bone Spirit and her mother had gone only a short way across the border when they were discovered and challenged by a female Di'Taki. Bone Spirit's mother tried to explain that she was only bringing one of their kind to live where she would be accepted. This angered the Di'Taki who had never forgiven her own mother for abandoning her because of her abnormalities. The female Di'Taki attacked quickly and relentlessly, killing Bone Spirit's mother. The Di'Taki dipped her paw in the blood of the dead Adahy and smeared it on the cursed child telling her, “Remember where you are not wanted.”
Rather than leave the child to fend for herself, the Di'Taki female reluctantly took the child home with her. The youngster's abnormalities were so slight, she could easily be mistaken for a normal Adahy in the wilds of the Deep Woods and would not be safe if seen by other Di'Taki. The female Di'Taki kept Bone Spirit hidden, hoping more of the curse would eventually show itself as she grew.
A male Di'Taki visited the female unexpectedly one night and discovered Bone Spirit. Thinking the Di'Taki female had taken in a common Adahy, he accused her of betrayal. Despite her denials, the male became so enraged, he killed the female. Splattered in the blood of the killing blow, Bone Spirit fled the scene of the murder.
Abandoned again and this time on her own, Bone 's hatred of both Adahy and Di'Taki grew and festered. With her first Adahy kill, Bone Spirit began wearing the skulls as trophies.
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Posted: Sat Oct 31, 2009 4:49 pm
::RP Story::
The walk of the lost is not a pleasant trudge for any mother Adahy. The shame of having birthed a mutant is one tragedy, but to arrive at this dark land where the wind is cold, the water deadly, and the air stenches of the Di'taki... it was enough to send chills up any Adahy's spine. But there has been word of more to fear in the past hatching seasons. They say there is a creature that cries on the island; a dark, small and fast demon, stained in the blood of the young and eggs it devours. A cruel fate for Di’Taki that do not find a home soon enough. They say it’s a monster, a Di'taki demon that hunts its way down the land of those wretched mutants, they say it wears the skulls of the young that it kills. Tthe fear and unknown surrounding this creature causes much hesitance to approach the island, always in the shadows, always just beyond a clear eyesight. No one knows where it came from and no one knows what it is. No one, no one but me....
It was an unholy conception, unwanted, and unfathomable. The Di'taki bloodline should never have been able to take root in the Adahy, but through some cruel turn of fate I found myself with egg.
I was never a strong young female, from hatching I was always small and fragile. Now that I found myself carrying, I could only hope that the child growing within the egg was not going to favor its Di'taki blood. I even hoped for a more merciful fate; my unhealthy genes would allow it to pass onto the next world without even seeing the light of the sky beyond the inside of its shell.
When the egg was laid, I remember it looked normal, it looked healthy and Adahy, it did not favor any of the light colors that I possessed, instead it was dark hued... I remember scouring it carefully, looking for any sign that would give away its impurity, anything that the other females might notice, anything that would bring shame and suspicion upon me. I never knew what to feel for the egg. While I tried not to appear any less proud of my egg than the other females felt for theirs, I couldn't help but have a gnawing uncertainty and an uncomfortable shame for this offspring.
The real shame came when the egg hatched. I wasn't sure what I was expecting, but as I slid off of the shell, feeling it start to fracture under my skin, I laid beside it, cradled in the nest I had built. I gasped, flinching back in horror at the small being that tumbled out of the egg, squawking fragilely in need for her mother as innocently as I have observed other young in the hatchery. Only this was not like any other Adahy child. She was dark, with gray stripes. Sprawled and panting on her side, her skin gleaned from the nutrient slime that still covered her body. I was able to see that all along her back, trailing down her spine, were ridges that poking up under her flesh. Clearly not normal. And then there was her face... it was far more mutated then any Di'taki could be. The skin was raw, red, and covered in deforming welts, no surface was smooth, and looked quite unpleasant to touch. Her eyes opened... horrible red eyes disturbingly larger than normal ones, with a smaller pair just below them that were unnaturally small and that same bright red color. There was something not right about the soul behind those eyes. She was a monster.
The gasps of terror from my fellow nesting mother did not come close to expressing the tragedy that I felt. This child was not just mutated, she was repulsive. It was odd as I stared down at her, my heart clenched in fear at what I had birthed. I felt... sad, perhaps even disappointed that she could not have been just a normal Adahy. The cruelty of fate once again stepped in.
There was much discussion afterwards with the other females. They were supportive, sympathetic, and they knew it was nothing like a Di'taki. It was uncertain if the Di'taki would even take the child. But she could not stay here. The group that knew about the young female that had hatched from my egg kept the information to themselves, something I was grateful for, not spreading my shame any further. I remember she acted like a normal child, a normal baby who needed her mother, but I was not going to keep her. So on that late night, I slipped away from the hatchery quietly, taking the female's advice and bringing my hatchling to the island of the lost.
They had assured me that it was not my fault. How could it have been? I didn't want her to turn out this way, she would have been better off dead... that was something I should have considered... but
instead I left her there. Losing any control of her fate, and for months I was left in the dark as to what happened to her…
I knew what the creature was the moment the stories surfaced. I said nothing, however, and each cold night I spent in my burrow I was unable to sleep. There had been tension and talk surrounding the Di'taki. They were voicing their displeasure with the lack of offspring being delivered, as well as how the eggs they were presented were cracked into and devoured. But that is not what kept me up; it was guilt, thinking about what could have happened... how had she survived, was she alone? Was someone looking out for her on the island?
Still, I had doubts, questions... was it really my child? Could it be? If the creature on the island was really the little female that hatched out of the egg that I laid, was I still responsible? The uncertainty, the indecisiveness and questions were killing me. I had to know, I had to find out. So, in the cover of night, with the rumbling of a storm in the distance and ominous clouds billowing, I once again made the trek to the path of the lost... a walk I hoped never to take again. But something compelled me forward, I needed to know.
I hadn't been thinking, it only occurred to me when it started to rain that I should have paid closer attention to the clouds. Perhaps it would have been better coming here tomorrow, but by the time the first drops struck my back, I was already slipping onto the island. The island was dark enough, but now with a falling curtain of rain all around me, my visibility was cut even further. But still, something in me wouldn't let me turn back.
I had no idea where to start as I gazed around desperately trying to find any hint of where to go, where to find one small creature hidden somewhere on this forsaken place. I began to shiver, I tried to blame it on the rain, but this chill ran much deeper then that. The island was still, the darkness solid. Nothing could be seen, not even the existence of other abandoned Di'Taki.
I dared not call out. In all honesty, I wasn't sure I wanted to find my child. I don't recall how long I had been there, wandering aimlessly. Many times I considered giving up. I was ready to turn around, go back to my burrow and never think about this again. I just wanted to convince myself that she must have died a long time ago when I first left here here.
Somewhere in my thoughts as I concentrated on trying to convince myself to go home, the world came crashing up to remind me of just where I was. My claw crushed something, and it splintered beneath my toes. Looking down, I found myself staring at an offerings nest. The place where eggs were left for the Di'Taki to find. Not a single egg was left unbroken and a sinking feeling in my heart told me that they had not hatched naturally. My panic began to build. I tried to move back, but couldn't, the sight before me only paralyzing me further as a mass amidst the egg shells began to shift and rise. The thunder cracked, and all I could see were two large red eyes gleaming at me from under an ivory skull around its dark form. Large, wide, staring. It was staring at me!
It saw me and I didn't like that. Despite its small stature, the act of rising to its feet sent tremors of paralyzing terror though my legs. It growled, snarled, and threatened. I began to weep, scared for my life. Another crack and I got one more look... the dark body, striped, and stained with blood, a skull was placed over her face... who knows how she got it, the skin along her back and splitand the ridges were now a line of bone spikes that glistened in the rain.
I don't remember dropping. I just felt my body hit the mud, the stinging cold was nothing to the horror rippling through my nerves. Those eyes... those eyes were staring back at me. I knew those eyes... the other two were covered by the skull, but I could feel there scorch. There was a new level of madness in those eyes since the first time I saw them from her time is solitude, in survival. There was no question... this was my child. She had survived.
For a moment she just stood there. I could not read her intentions, though at the moment all I remember was laying there, staring at my monster offspring. I began to beg, pleading with her. I don't remember what I pleaded for... but for some reason I recall speaking most desperately, “I'm sorry.” She heard none of it, though. Her backed was arched and she was making a horrible yowling noise as she bared those teeth at me... rows of spiked, deformed teeth. I squealed in terror, begging to not be harmed. But with one last flash of light... she was suddenly gone.
It suddenly became very difficult to catch my breath,as if she had taken the air with her when the compression of evil and fear had bolted. The rain pounded harder, like a constant howl in my hears, and soon my own gasping was drowned out.
I stayed in my borrow for days after that night, still caked In mud and feeling quite ill, both from nerves, and from my usual poor health. But it gave me time to think. I don't know if she knew who I was... I don't know if she understood the words that I spoke to her... she will grow up bigger and stronger than I ever will. I don't know what will happen to her, and I fear the day she comes looking for me... I could not help but feel that my crimes will one day be paid for, either by her claw, or another means.
I should have killed her when I had the chance, it would have been better thsn the life she is going to have to live now... But how could I have? Deformed or not, fear or not, I don't know if I would ever be able to raise my claw to her. I have to live with this... live with this alone. The thoughts will constantly haunt me, and I can never... never speak of the monster of the lost island.... the monster that I birthed.
::Character development:: Living on the island in Lake Ha’tama, she is just surviving, growing up as nothing more then an animal. through RP and plotting, her life will go either way, to good or bad. depending on who she meets, what she learns and how she is treated. though there will always be that since of untrusting and madness.
her presence on the island, while rumored, more of a ghost story since most can't be sure she even exists, but it is causing some stress to the Di'taki, since some of the eggs they find are devoured, they don't know if its some kind of animal or this "demon" thats rumored. it could lead to her discovery however
Who's entering: Blood_Goddess
Child's Name: The ones that speculate of her rumored existence call her "The Devourer"
she was never given a proper name, and might acquire one in future plotting
Personality: She is Feral, Raised with no mother or father, having to reply on only herself to stay alive. since she had never had perental guidance, she does not understand th concept of right and wrong. this however doe not mean that she does not have the capability of learning or intellect, in future plotting I hope to see where her development takes her.
History:her mother is a sickly weak Adahy, generally kind and quiet, though with a dark secret. through a series of cruel unwanted fates she laid the egg that was fathered by a Di'Taki, something that should -never- have happened. not only is it rare for a Di'taki male to be able to breed, but that she herself would be able to have a child in the physical condition she was in.
the child born was an Adahy, but with sever mutations.
conflicted, but knowing she could not, nor wanted to keep the child, so she abandoned it on the island where she had to survive on her own.
no one knows who her mother and father are, and the mother will never speak of it, for it is her shame.
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