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Seiana_ZI rolled 2 10-sided dice:
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Total: 10 (2-20)
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 Posted: Fri Aug 23, 2013 3:54 pm
It was warm.
When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was light. Unlike some of the beating light she had experienced during the goddesses' tasks, this light was warm, inviting, and comforted her. She wanted to be here. This place did not make her feel like she needed to run away, and rather, Nkosazana wanted to get closer to it. The mare, oddly relaxed in comparison to how she had been over the past few experiences, moved forward, following the beckoning of the light until she arrived at a large, beautiful silve tree. It was wondrous, but on closer inspection, she realized that ...
It was in trouble.
It looked sickly, and there was nothing on its leaves. Nkosazana felt a twinge of pain at the ruined appearance of the tree, and moved yet closer, placing a hand against the bark. The voice she heard then surprised her, and she looked around, for a source, before she realized it was coming from the tree.
It seemed that ... she? She was rather blatant about her feelings of the matter, but it would all be okay, she said, so long as her children were able to carry on. Would she help this silver tree fulfill their last wish? Nkosazana could never find it in herself to deny the tree, feeling more sympathy and respect for her than any of the others that she had seen so far. Perhaps, though, that was because this one had not put her into a literally heart-stopping situation in an attempt to rip help from her body...
Nkosazana moves away from the tree, observing her surroundings. She knew she was with other trees, but that all seemed insignificant to her. What she wanted to do involved going to the water, arriving at a bright, almost glowing lake of pure white. It was nearly blinding.
... Was that singing?
Nkosazana edged closer to the lake, deciding to stick her head part of the way in, listening for the increased sound of what turned out to be rather haunting singing.
"Heal my children. And when you do I will give you a gift of immeasurable value. That is my only wish and my only desire. Take these waters and carry them to my children."
The waters?
There was only one way to carry the waters, and so, she scooped it up in her hands, moving towards the tree as quickly as possible so as to not drop them. When she arrived, she tipped her cupped hands, pouring water for the tree to be nourished by.
"Thank you."
That was what it wished for, and in turn, it gave her a small acorn she picked up. The acorn is 10mm.
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Posted: Fri Aug 23, 2013 4:02 pm
She was drawn into the lake, this time, following what pulled at her heart.
"My children need time to grow, to move on from my Grief. Help them create their own Legacy and feed them each unique memories."
Nkosazana found that her request made sense, and nodded her agreement, moving her arms around her to keep herself steady where she was in the water. How would she give the children more memories? Did she need to sacrifice her own, as she had done so foolishly for the goddesses? Perhaps they were children of sorts, too--
Her eyes opened in surprise at the swimming she saw all around her, looking around at the shadowy figures she saw floating in the water. Were these what she was supposed to get? Carefully, she swam to one that looked familiar, placing her hand against it.
Yes, this was right.
She began to pull the shadowy figures in.
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Seiana_ZI rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 9 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Aug 23, 2013 4:03 pm
Every day was the same.
Day in and day out, she fought in the arena. It would never change ... or so it seemed. She knew that, one day, she would no longer be a slave to the arena. Those who hit ninety-nine kills were allowed to leave the arena and become citizens of the society. Never again would she have to wake up to bars and watch heads roll off during the day, brutally efficient in what she did now that she had been doing it for what seemed like forever.
After every victory, Nkosazana scratched another tally on the wall. She knew what was coming after all the tallies she had seen, her heart hammering in her chest. Ninety-nine. It was almost over. She was almost free from her cage, free to go and join society like all the normal people and the most brutal victors were able to.
Nkosazana had never thought she, too, would be capable of such brutality. It may have been all she ever knew, but there was so much hesitance in her heart, afraid to truly do it ... until she had done it.
And the end was so close.
She woke up that day, ready to fight. She stood in the door, holding tightly onto her weapon, ready to attack.
But when she saw who she was to fight, she froze.
"...Brother?"
Her world collapsed around her.
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Seiana_ZI rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Aug 23, 2013 4:26 pm
Being a minipet was hard.
This world was so big in comparison to her, a tiny little fluffy foxfire. Some people seemed to value foxfire as a purse pet, but that was not her dream in life! She had gone to the Minipet Battle School and was eager to make use of her skills ... if she was ever able to...
People kept picking her up from the pound, because somehow Nkosazana kept stumbling her way back there one way or the other. Perhaps she was not a very smart foxfire, at least direction-sense wise. She probably should have learned by now that ending up in the pound was not a very good place to be, especially since she couldn't utilize her abilities very well here...
But other people knew she could.
Every time someone adopted her from the pound, her eyes sparkled in excitement. She was ready! She was ready for a new owner who would take them to the next level! Nkosazana would love on her owner affectionately, making happy sounds and excited dances to attempt to win their hearts over to make her one of their main pets. It always ended up the same, though. They had too many minipets and she was ignored, put in a storage place somewhere ... and then taken out when they realized they had a double, returned to the pound or, even worse...
The Black Market.
Nkosazana shuddered, glad she was safe from there this time. She was in the pound again. She didn't like being there, and she was certain the pound's owners were getting tired of seeing her by now, but she was excited. Today would be the day!
Eagerly, she bounced up and down, waiting for another person to come by.
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Seiana_ZI rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Aug 23, 2013 4:35 pm
It was all a shade of grey.
home home home home home
The voices consumed her, like they had consumed everyone else. Mindless, she was driven by the drive, hopelessly trying to find where she belonged with a desperate drive for nothing but home HOME--
Nkosazana screamed.
Or, the remnants of what she was screamed, a shadowed mare with no solid form any longer. Her tall form had been daunting, but now she was even more daunting, tall, strong, and hunched over, arms that seemed a bit too long, with a neigh that echoed through the air every time she opened her mouth. Her eyes were wild, darting from left to right as she attempted to look for her home
She shambled on.
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Seiana_ZI rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 10 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Aug 23, 2013 4:42 pm
Nkosazana was not quite a Zodiacal Animal, but she was close.
Not a snake, but a lizard. That was her creature form. It was a quiet, calculating time, perhaps balancing out her own tendencies to be a bit louder and a bit less logical, more ruled by her emotions where her counterpart was more ruled by his logic. It was almost like the two of them had separated at some point, and he was a reflection of her mind, while she was a reflection of her own heart.
It was a fine existence for her. She was average. She was not a lesser, and she was not a greater. She was in a position where she could associate with most of the others, and that was alright with her. Nkosazana was always willing to lend a helping hand, which kept her out of trouble for the most part, that was, unless she was helping someone those of the Greater Zodiac did not appreciate her helping out.
Nkosazana attempted to avoid that much.
Summoning her lizard, she bent down, uncurling her hand to let the lizard climb up. It worked her way up her arm, sitting itself on her shoulders and hissing in greeting in her ear.
"Would you like to see whom we can help today?" asked Nkosazana, quietly, petting her lizard.
The lizard snorted.
"I'd like to become a snake."
Nkosazana offered a sad smile at her companion. "Perhaps one day, but for now, we'll do what we can. Perhaps we can win favor."
And that would have to be enough to appease.
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Seiana_ZI rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Aug 23, 2013 4:49 pm
[ Already got 2, so I'm doing 1 ]
It had come true.
The apocalypse was something the horsemen were always preparing for, but one day, their preparations had finally been complete. Their takeover was decisive. Those of the human world never stood a chance, completely tumbled by the sheer power of the horsemen and their FEAR. There was nothing that the humans could have done, not even their Hunters who attempted to build a resistance.
They were all underneath them.
Nkosazana would have thought she would be happy after all of this, but she was not, necessarily. The atrocities that were committed, even on those lower than them, made Nkosazana wince in the way she winced when the minipets were brought to harm. Perhaps the humans were not of any particular use other than food, but they could at least be humane in the way they were treating them, could they not?
Of course, that required being of a human form. She was a horseman, and she had performed her part for the Apocalypse as she was expected. As a priestess, that expectation never quite ended. Humans were a dime a dozen as much as she flinched, and more and more of them came through every day, it seemed.
And every day she performed the Rites of Death as expected, as one of the Death Clan. Death was not something to fear, it was part of life. And it was part of being at the top of the food chain, too.
... Though it was sometimes hard to convince herself of such.
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The seed seemed delighted when she returned to give it the memories it requested.
And it blossomed.
Excitement filled her heart. What would it become?
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Posted: Fri Aug 23, 2013 5:05 pm
Her sapling sprouted.
It was small, it was delicate, but she had raised it. Nkosazana felt a burst of pride at the job she had done, a smile forming on her face.
But she heard the voice.
It wasn't quite right.
When she returned to the lake on instinct, the place she saw was no longer the same. There was a castle she could see in the distance, now, out of reach. The lake was no longer truly a lake, water pouring out from many locations onto rocks, and forming pools of many sorts.
Then, she heard the voice again, and her eyes lifted to listen to it.
"Take some of this water, and my blessing. This is my last request. Show my children your world so they will grow each unique and different."
She looked at her options, taking each one in. One was dark, another was light. One seemed empty, and another seemed cold. A final one seemed to give off warmth. How had the waters become so different? After observing each pool individually, she felt herself drawn to the pool of light, placing her hands in it to discover the sensations it gave her. They brought to her memories of tenderness, of happiness, of gentleness and care.
This was the right pool.
Nkosazana scooped up the light water, moving to the tree and pouring it as appropriately.
The tree bloomed.
"Are you happy with what I have become?"
The voice surprised her, but she couldn't help breaking out into a grin at the pride she felt in her tree. This was what she had wanted to create. It was a fully blossomed silver tree, with leaves that looked healthy. This tree would be okay. This tree was exactly what it should have been, and she would have made the gentle voice proud of what she had done for her children.
"Yes," murmured Nkosazana, smiling. "I am very happy with what you have become."
The affection she projected towards the tree hit her, memories stumbling into her mind about a younger one of her Order she remembered feeling responsibility for. She thought of how she lended a hand and offered to nurture her, developing the talents that the young girl clearly appeared to possess. Her abilities blossomed, and she eventually grew to become a powerful one of the Order in their own right.
And she had caused that, like how she had caused this.
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