Post by Chloe on Mar 9, 2008 14:47:41 GMT -5
Skinnier than normal was Eden, his black eyes seemed a little tired. His skin was blotchy, and hair was messy. He looked like he had just rolled down a dirt hill into a river and nearly drowned to death. Well, that was pretty close to what nearly happened.
He had come here to pray to the God, since it seemed that all the other ones did not seem.... qualified in their powers to help him with this question. The God of Wisdom was not the God of truth, and there was no truth in either light or darkness or love. Hope would only give him a small column of strength to set upon another tiring and long journey once again.
As he stepped into the large temple, he bowed his head and spoke loud and clear.
"Please, Liakale, help me find my friend or help me find some inner peace."
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Liakale viewed down on the temple from his realm of existence. He wasn't in the mood to come down to the world. Besides, what was the point? He could see, hear, and control just as well from up here.
He watched as a human, no, shifter came into his temple. He could tell that he was having trouble. He listened to the words the person said. He thought briefly on what he said, then came to the decision to not do what he asked. Besides, what was the fun in that? Standing up, he paced for a moment, trying to come up with something completely random. Something that no one else in the entire world would image would happen to the poor shifter that was now praying to him.
After a few minutes, Liakale's mind did come up with a brilliant idea. A smile appeared on his face as he looked back down at the world bellow. With a wave of a hand, Liakale's best messenger appeared by his side. The creature was an odd one. It looked much like a large, furry, yellow cat, but it had several pairs of green wings on it's back and legs. He gave the creature, who's name was Sulaim, his directions, then Sulaim disappeared once more.
Back on the world, the strange cat creature appeared, in a puff of purple smoke, right in front of the shifters face. He gave him an odd stare, and then handed him a small scroll. It had a few words hand written in green ink.
"To the shifter Eden,
You have prayed in the temple, asking wishes of me. You may have known that I do not grant what others want. Instead, I grant them what they would never expect. This is to happen to you.
From the second you read this, you will be pregnant with a child who shares your genes and my own.
Enjoy your child!
Liakale"
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Black eyes looked over the scroll, reading it twice to verify that that was what he had read. He was going to have a baby.... that was impossible. He didn't have a vagina!
He looked down at his skinny self, touching his stomach quickly for a second or two, then shaking his head and crumpling the note up. This God was absolutely crazy! He wondered if the God of hope would have been a better choice. Sure, there'd only be some moral support and stuff, but at least he could have maybe felt his spirits uprise from the moral support.
Feeling tired, he strode over towards one of the sofas and sat on it for a while, if the time and energy he spent into this trip here were going to be wasted being told he was pregnant and having some joke played on him, he would at least take every little thing that was pleasant he could.
A snooze of the soft couch included.
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Liakale watched Eden's response to the scroll. It could only be expected, he thought. Who would believe such a thing anyway? He laughed slightly, then continued to sit around and be bored. This all had been quite interesting, but still, the fun only lasted so long. Especially when Eden didn't even believe it.
Sulaim hadn't left yet. He knew that Liakale would want all the details later. He would expect his creator to get bored and daze off for a while. Sulaim was not the most patient of creatures, nor what he the most loving, nice, or fun to be around. But he was reliable. He waited for a time as Eden slept on the couch. He had been hoping that he would wake up sometime soon. Sulaim stood where he had appeared, waiting, and slowly growing annoyed. Finally he couldn't take it anymore, went over to Eden, and poked him in the head.
You have anything to say for yourself?
He didn't bother to hide the annoyance in his voice. He disliked being on this world and wanted out as soon as possible. And this shifter person wasn't helping too much.
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Eden woke up suddenly, but did not budge an inch as the God poked him in the head, just a look of annoyance came into his features. He was obviously not a happy person when woken up.
"For myself? I believe it wouldn't hurt for you to speak a verse or two on your God's behalf," he snapped back before sitting up. "Sorry, I'm just tired."
He rubbed his black eyes then looked up closely at the small cattish creature with green wings. Orange and green never were a complimentary color put together, but it looked nice on the little servant.
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Sulaim shrugged. He found that all that Eden said could have been expected. Yet, he did not leave the shifter alone, as much as he wanted to get out of here. He thought for a moment and doubted that Liakale was still watching. And he knew the God well enough to be right.
Hey, you try being his servant. Yeah, it was kinda entertaining at first, but after a while it just made me sick. One can only take so much of this. I mean, you got it pretty bad, I'll give you that. But seriously, he's going to ask me exactly what happened after he stopped watching as soon as I get back. He always does. I hate to have to tell him it, every single time, but I have to. So there ya go.
He gave Eden an odd stare, then waited for his response, all the while tapping one of his claws on the floor.
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"So... this guy is arrogant, and because he's a God, is feared? So no one ever tells him how annoying he can get?" Eden questioned, eyebrows raised at the little creature's description of the God he was serving. "If you ask me, Liakale needs a punch in the face or something to make him float back into reality."
Eden decided that it would be very, very annoying if he were to live here for a while.
"I say you stay down here for a while. He would be pretty angry, but I think he'd realize how much of an ass he is being."
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No, no one ever tells him. I guess they fear him. He is all powerful ya know. I wish I could just leave, but he created me so it'd be kinda hard.
He thought for a moment. Maybe he should stay down here. He never had a reason to before, but talking to Eden wasn't bad. Finally he nodded his head.
Yeah, I think I'll stay down here. I never thought I would, but I guess I could talk to ya or something.
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"I just hope he throws down something to eat, I'm famished," he complained with a slightly annoying whiny voice, but caught himself on it. "Sorry about that, I haven't eaten in a while."
Then the shifter laid his head down upon the arm of the couch and rubbed it's fluffy armholder. He missed the feel of human furniture, he never felt like a true animal. The feel of the hard, dirt ground made him ache for the comforts of his old home, despite if it may be lived in by surviving government soldiers.
"What does this God look like?" he asked the cattish creature boredly. "Is he fat and ugly with two chins and a mole on his enormous nose?"
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OOC: Very, very sorry to be butting in here, but I HAVE to put in a few words. First: I am a strong supporter of both Yaoi and Male Pregnancy in Role Plays and Stories, even though that this is only one of the two I fell in love with the role play instantly. Second: Great execution of the idea, most people make it exist in the world, but you gave it a reason for being. I'll be following this very avidly, hope the best of luck to both of ya and I'd love to see this kinda thing prosper. Just continue on as if I hadn't posted, and I'll probably hound you guys if you stop posting.
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Sulaim was tired of standing now, and being a cat, simply sat down on the floor near Eden. On the topic of food he shrugged. He was barely ever hungry. And for him, there was always something to eat back at home. He never enjoyed food that much, so it didn't really matter to him.
Naw, he's not fat. And probably not real ugly either, but I never paid any attention to that factor. Anyway, he's middle aged looking, medium height. He has shortish black hair with... green highlights. Yes, odd, but it can be expected.
He rolled his eyes and looked back to Eden.
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Eden just laid back on the couch, then, suddenly... stood up and began jumping on it with his dirty, dirty shoes. He raised his fist to the ceiling and shook it irritably.
"Ha ha, now you will pay WITH A DIRTY COUCH," he knew the risks of this, turkeys falling on his head, blah blah blah... but it was worth it. He jumped off the couch and headed over to the pink fuzzy love seat to dirty it up next. "I just hope it rains sometime, so I can re-muddy my shoes."
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Sulaim stood up in surprise as Eden started being... weird. Then, being himself, he say back down on the floor to watch Eden. He could careless if Liakale wanted him to stop Eden. He doubted that he'd get in trouble. Though, Eden might very well get in trouble if Liakale were to look down now. Sulaim gazed off to see if that was to happen or not, only to find that it was. Without moving at all, without caring, he waited to see exactly what would transpire.
He stared at Eden, interested in what was going on. And to his entertainment, yet also annoyance from seeing too many of this type of thing, something did happen. The nose of the shifter suddenly turned brown. It started to grow and become squishy. After a few moments, it was clear what the odd thing was.
It's a bean burrito...
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Despite the horrible fact that his nose was turning into a burrito, he still continued to track mud everywhere, then in a sort of energy crash, fell asleep on the floor with a clean squishy green pillow.
After a short nap, he sat there with his head on the pillow day dreaming about soda. He missed soda, he missed a lot of human things.
"... Have you ever had soda?" he asked Sulaim, turning his head in the direction of the cattish creature.
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Sulaim had watched as Eden continued to destroy the room. He watched, and didn't care. It was Liakale's fault. Sulaim could not be blamed for it. Wait... no, was it Eden's fault? No... it was definitely Liakale's fault. Anyway, during the time Eden slept, Sulaim paced about the room. He did not feel the need, nor see reason, to return home where he could hear his God complain on and on about these events.
The main room was basically destroyed. Mud covered everything. The other rooms, of course, were fine. He wandered into one of them, and looked at the odd assortments of items. Finally, when Eden awoke, he returned to the main room. He looked at the poor shifter and grimaced. Not only was he pregnant, but his nose had also been turned into a burrito.
He shock his head in response to Eden's question, having known nothing about soda, then asked a question himself.
Seriously, what are you going to do about your nose? I highly doubt Liakale'll help you.
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"I don't know.... I think eating it is out of the question, though," he mumbled wearily as he stood up and went to go check his nose out in a mirror and rubbed the tortilla and poked at it. It felt like plastic. "Oh no... I'm turning into a Ken doll! Hey, I thought Talincraw was the evil god."
After that statement, he grabbed his hair and started pulling at it wildly. He didn't want to wear plastic briefs that were attached to his body! No! He also didn't want the silly little plastic six pack and unmoving arms either.
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He didn't normally find anything that Liakale does funny. And he didn't now. Until Eden started running around worrying that he was going to turn into a ken doll with a burrito for a nose. That wasn't exactly all the God's doing, but it still was pretty darn funny. And as Sulaim watched him break down about this, he burst into laughter.
After a few moments of rolling on the floor laughing, he was able to regain himself and calm down. Now, he had to try and calm Eden down. That may take a bit longer, he thought.
Okay, look, you're not going to turn into a ken doll. But if you keep saying that, I bet someone else will eventually. You seriously need to worry about your nose, considering that I have no idea what you should do, and I've seen a whole lot of crazy things before.
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"I have an idea.... does Liakale like any sort of items? Maybe I could offer him something, like.................... I don't know, really, but we can get that figured out," he said hopefully, looking at Sulaim, now covering half of his face with the soft brown knitted scarf. "I hope it's nothing too complicated, though."
Eden sighed and looked around the temple, curious as to what the place looked like. Despite that he usually stuck his nose out of other's business, he had full right to look through Liakale's stuff! Especially with all the mean things he's been doing.
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Sulaim thought for a moment. He came up with an idea, not perfect, but fairly good.
I don't know an exact item, but he does like green. Basically anything green. He stopped for a second, then continued. What are you going to do?
Sulaim looked around also. The temple seriously looked like one of those websites that are badly colored and make one's eyes bleed and scream for the back button when they go there. It was so colorful. There were so many random things around, much of it was now dirt covered though. But even with that, it was still really bright.
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"I am going to give him something so green and awesome, he'll stop being so mean," he said, running outside to gather some grass and leaves. He got green glue and made a collage of green stuff, then sprinkled some MORE green on it. Green glitter, yay! He then held it up and screamed really loudly. "HERE'S A GIFT FOR YOU, LIAKALE."
Most of the glitter fell all on him and the floor, but of well. He shook it around to grab the God's attention. He didn't want to be a Ken doll!
He had come here to pray to the God, since it seemed that all the other ones did not seem.... qualified in their powers to help him with this question. The God of Wisdom was not the God of truth, and there was no truth in either light or darkness or love. Hope would only give him a small column of strength to set upon another tiring and long journey once again.
As he stepped into the large temple, he bowed his head and spoke loud and clear.
"Please, Liakale, help me find my friend or help me find some inner peace."
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Liakale viewed down on the temple from his realm of existence. He wasn't in the mood to come down to the world. Besides, what was the point? He could see, hear, and control just as well from up here.
He watched as a human, no, shifter came into his temple. He could tell that he was having trouble. He listened to the words the person said. He thought briefly on what he said, then came to the decision to not do what he asked. Besides, what was the fun in that? Standing up, he paced for a moment, trying to come up with something completely random. Something that no one else in the entire world would image would happen to the poor shifter that was now praying to him.
After a few minutes, Liakale's mind did come up with a brilliant idea. A smile appeared on his face as he looked back down at the world bellow. With a wave of a hand, Liakale's best messenger appeared by his side. The creature was an odd one. It looked much like a large, furry, yellow cat, but it had several pairs of green wings on it's back and legs. He gave the creature, who's name was Sulaim, his directions, then Sulaim disappeared once more.
Back on the world, the strange cat creature appeared, in a puff of purple smoke, right in front of the shifters face. He gave him an odd stare, and then handed him a small scroll. It had a few words hand written in green ink.
"To the shifter Eden,
You have prayed in the temple, asking wishes of me. You may have known that I do not grant what others want. Instead, I grant them what they would never expect. This is to happen to you.
From the second you read this, you will be pregnant with a child who shares your genes and my own.
Enjoy your child!
Liakale"
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Black eyes looked over the scroll, reading it twice to verify that that was what he had read. He was going to have a baby.... that was impossible. He didn't have a vagina!
He looked down at his skinny self, touching his stomach quickly for a second or two, then shaking his head and crumpling the note up. This God was absolutely crazy! He wondered if the God of hope would have been a better choice. Sure, there'd only be some moral support and stuff, but at least he could have maybe felt his spirits uprise from the moral support.
Feeling tired, he strode over towards one of the sofas and sat on it for a while, if the time and energy he spent into this trip here were going to be wasted being told he was pregnant and having some joke played on him, he would at least take every little thing that was pleasant he could.
A snooze of the soft couch included.
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Liakale watched Eden's response to the scroll. It could only be expected, he thought. Who would believe such a thing anyway? He laughed slightly, then continued to sit around and be bored. This all had been quite interesting, but still, the fun only lasted so long. Especially when Eden didn't even believe it.
Sulaim hadn't left yet. He knew that Liakale would want all the details later. He would expect his creator to get bored and daze off for a while. Sulaim was not the most patient of creatures, nor what he the most loving, nice, or fun to be around. But he was reliable. He waited for a time as Eden slept on the couch. He had been hoping that he would wake up sometime soon. Sulaim stood where he had appeared, waiting, and slowly growing annoyed. Finally he couldn't take it anymore, went over to Eden, and poked him in the head.
You have anything to say for yourself?
He didn't bother to hide the annoyance in his voice. He disliked being on this world and wanted out as soon as possible. And this shifter person wasn't helping too much.
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Eden woke up suddenly, but did not budge an inch as the God poked him in the head, just a look of annoyance came into his features. He was obviously not a happy person when woken up.
"For myself? I believe it wouldn't hurt for you to speak a verse or two on your God's behalf," he snapped back before sitting up. "Sorry, I'm just tired."
He rubbed his black eyes then looked up closely at the small cattish creature with green wings. Orange and green never were a complimentary color put together, but it looked nice on the little servant.
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Sulaim shrugged. He found that all that Eden said could have been expected. Yet, he did not leave the shifter alone, as much as he wanted to get out of here. He thought for a moment and doubted that Liakale was still watching. And he knew the God well enough to be right.
Hey, you try being his servant. Yeah, it was kinda entertaining at first, but after a while it just made me sick. One can only take so much of this. I mean, you got it pretty bad, I'll give you that. But seriously, he's going to ask me exactly what happened after he stopped watching as soon as I get back. He always does. I hate to have to tell him it, every single time, but I have to. So there ya go.
He gave Eden an odd stare, then waited for his response, all the while tapping one of his claws on the floor.
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"So... this guy is arrogant, and because he's a God, is feared? So no one ever tells him how annoying he can get?" Eden questioned, eyebrows raised at the little creature's description of the God he was serving. "If you ask me, Liakale needs a punch in the face or something to make him float back into reality."
Eden decided that it would be very, very annoying if he were to live here for a while.
"I say you stay down here for a while. He would be pretty angry, but I think he'd realize how much of an ass he is being."
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No, no one ever tells him. I guess they fear him. He is all powerful ya know. I wish I could just leave, but he created me so it'd be kinda hard.
He thought for a moment. Maybe he should stay down here. He never had a reason to before, but talking to Eden wasn't bad. Finally he nodded his head.
Yeah, I think I'll stay down here. I never thought I would, but I guess I could talk to ya or something.
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"I just hope he throws down something to eat, I'm famished," he complained with a slightly annoying whiny voice, but caught himself on it. "Sorry about that, I haven't eaten in a while."
Then the shifter laid his head down upon the arm of the couch and rubbed it's fluffy armholder. He missed the feel of human furniture, he never felt like a true animal. The feel of the hard, dirt ground made him ache for the comforts of his old home, despite if it may be lived in by surviving government soldiers.
"What does this God look like?" he asked the cattish creature boredly. "Is he fat and ugly with two chins and a mole on his enormous nose?"
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OOC: Very, very sorry to be butting in here, but I HAVE to put in a few words. First: I am a strong supporter of both Yaoi and Male Pregnancy in Role Plays and Stories, even though that this is only one of the two I fell in love with the role play instantly. Second: Great execution of the idea, most people make it exist in the world, but you gave it a reason for being. I'll be following this very avidly, hope the best of luck to both of ya and I'd love to see this kinda thing prosper. Just continue on as if I hadn't posted, and I'll probably hound you guys if you stop posting.
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Sulaim was tired of standing now, and being a cat, simply sat down on the floor near Eden. On the topic of food he shrugged. He was barely ever hungry. And for him, there was always something to eat back at home. He never enjoyed food that much, so it didn't really matter to him.
Naw, he's not fat. And probably not real ugly either, but I never paid any attention to that factor. Anyway, he's middle aged looking, medium height. He has shortish black hair with... green highlights. Yes, odd, but it can be expected.
He rolled his eyes and looked back to Eden.
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Eden just laid back on the couch, then, suddenly... stood up and began jumping on it with his dirty, dirty shoes. He raised his fist to the ceiling and shook it irritably.
"Ha ha, now you will pay WITH A DIRTY COUCH," he knew the risks of this, turkeys falling on his head, blah blah blah... but it was worth it. He jumped off the couch and headed over to the pink fuzzy love seat to dirty it up next. "I just hope it rains sometime, so I can re-muddy my shoes."
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Sulaim stood up in surprise as Eden started being... weird. Then, being himself, he say back down on the floor to watch Eden. He could careless if Liakale wanted him to stop Eden. He doubted that he'd get in trouble. Though, Eden might very well get in trouble if Liakale were to look down now. Sulaim gazed off to see if that was to happen or not, only to find that it was. Without moving at all, without caring, he waited to see exactly what would transpire.
He stared at Eden, interested in what was going on. And to his entertainment, yet also annoyance from seeing too many of this type of thing, something did happen. The nose of the shifter suddenly turned brown. It started to grow and become squishy. After a few moments, it was clear what the odd thing was.
It's a bean burrito...
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Despite the horrible fact that his nose was turning into a burrito, he still continued to track mud everywhere, then in a sort of energy crash, fell asleep on the floor with a clean squishy green pillow.
After a short nap, he sat there with his head on the pillow day dreaming about soda. He missed soda, he missed a lot of human things.
"... Have you ever had soda?" he asked Sulaim, turning his head in the direction of the cattish creature.
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Sulaim had watched as Eden continued to destroy the room. He watched, and didn't care. It was Liakale's fault. Sulaim could not be blamed for it. Wait... no, was it Eden's fault? No... it was definitely Liakale's fault. Anyway, during the time Eden slept, Sulaim paced about the room. He did not feel the need, nor see reason, to return home where he could hear his God complain on and on about these events.
The main room was basically destroyed. Mud covered everything. The other rooms, of course, were fine. He wandered into one of them, and looked at the odd assortments of items. Finally, when Eden awoke, he returned to the main room. He looked at the poor shifter and grimaced. Not only was he pregnant, but his nose had also been turned into a burrito.
He shock his head in response to Eden's question, having known nothing about soda, then asked a question himself.
Seriously, what are you going to do about your nose? I highly doubt Liakale'll help you.
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"I don't know.... I think eating it is out of the question, though," he mumbled wearily as he stood up and went to go check his nose out in a mirror and rubbed the tortilla and poked at it. It felt like plastic. "Oh no... I'm turning into a Ken doll! Hey, I thought Talincraw was the evil god."
After that statement, he grabbed his hair and started pulling at it wildly. He didn't want to wear plastic briefs that were attached to his body! No! He also didn't want the silly little plastic six pack and unmoving arms either.
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He didn't normally find anything that Liakale does funny. And he didn't now. Until Eden started running around worrying that he was going to turn into a ken doll with a burrito for a nose. That wasn't exactly all the God's doing, but it still was pretty darn funny. And as Sulaim watched him break down about this, he burst into laughter.
After a few moments of rolling on the floor laughing, he was able to regain himself and calm down. Now, he had to try and calm Eden down. That may take a bit longer, he thought.
Okay, look, you're not going to turn into a ken doll. But if you keep saying that, I bet someone else will eventually. You seriously need to worry about your nose, considering that I have no idea what you should do, and I've seen a whole lot of crazy things before.
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"I have an idea.... does Liakale like any sort of items? Maybe I could offer him something, like.................... I don't know, really, but we can get that figured out," he said hopefully, looking at Sulaim, now covering half of his face with the soft brown knitted scarf. "I hope it's nothing too complicated, though."
Eden sighed and looked around the temple, curious as to what the place looked like. Despite that he usually stuck his nose out of other's business, he had full right to look through Liakale's stuff! Especially with all the mean things he's been doing.
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Sulaim thought for a moment. He came up with an idea, not perfect, but fairly good.
I don't know an exact item, but he does like green. Basically anything green. He stopped for a second, then continued. What are you going to do?
Sulaim looked around also. The temple seriously looked like one of those websites that are badly colored and make one's eyes bleed and scream for the back button when they go there. It was so colorful. There were so many random things around, much of it was now dirt covered though. But even with that, it was still really bright.
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"I am going to give him something so green and awesome, he'll stop being so mean," he said, running outside to gather some grass and leaves. He got green glue and made a collage of green stuff, then sprinkled some MORE green on it. Green glitter, yay! He then held it up and screamed really loudly. "HERE'S A GIFT FOR YOU, LIAKALE."
Most of the glitter fell all on him and the floor, but of well. He shook it around to grab the God's attention. He didn't want to be a Ken doll!