Post by ¤ Shark ¤ on Oct 16, 2009 23:13:58 GMT -5
(( Anyone may join ^_^ I couldn't decide between two titles I thought about so I picked both XD Both are parts from two different songs. Care to take a guess? ))
Shaggy trees loomed over a medium size house made from oak. It's finish gave a brilliant shine like a jewel. The shadows swayed like the ocean of grass surrounding the vacinity. Small patches of golden flowers grew here and there, also swaying. The front door opened and two figures walk out carrying baskets containing many different fruits, vegetables, and berries. The male had vibrant feathers covering his lower arms and brown horns sprouting from his forehead and curving over his green spikey hair. His golden eyes glanced back at the door as he closed it. Then he walks down the stairs, meeting with the red-haired female who also had something sprouting from her forehead: atennas. The female had long spikes poking out from under her arms. She even haves blue translucent wings folded on her back.
The two casually walked away from the house, baskets full of edibles in their arms. And dark green cloaks that reached to their knees and the hoods over their heads.
In the streets of Taikai Ueki, the two known as Trafalgar Espen and Tabia Espen makes their way towards their food stand, their livelyhood. The food stand has been a family business for many decades. The profit wasn't huge but it was still a good amount. Enough for them to buy needed supplies and a few desired gifts. They remembered their mother, Wisteria Espen, telling stories of when she was a young girl. How she stood at that stand all day communicating with the townsfolk as they picked out their food. How they used to stare at her because she looked different. But most of all: In time, they ignored her unusual body parts like her butterfly wings and antennas and made her feel good about herself.
Trafalgar always hated those stories because he thought they were lies. He thinks the people around here are disgusted by their appearance. And they know the entire Espen family is made up of humanoid chimeras. When he and his little sister Tabia were growing up, the kids would either run away from them or throw stones or whatever was in reach.
"Go away freaks!"
"You're not wanted around here!!"
"Go live in the forest where you belong!"
Trafalgar remembers his parents telling him and Tabia that the children didn't understand the chimeras because their parents never had the chance to explain about them. In time the children will grow. When their grown, they will know about the chimeras and won't hate or be repulsed by them. To this day, Trafalgar believes the children they grew up around are still the same. They still hate the chimeras.
"Being different is a blessing. Take pride in being a chimera. An Espen. If someone doesn't like us for who we are, then they are weak. They are selfish. Just plain fools." Their father, Giovanni Espen, had once told him and his younger sister.
"Trafalgar, hurry up and place the food down. Customers will be coming soon." Tabia's soft voice chimed in Trafalgar's subconciousness.
The Espen set the basket down and rubbed his eyes with both hands, releasing a sigh.
"Ugh, I hate waking up and having to stand at this damned thing all day." He said without much of a tone.
"I do not enjoy this myself but it needs to be done." Tabia replied as she walked behind the stand. She sits down in a chair with a blue and white striped blanked folded over it. Then she took out a book from under the chair, crossed her leg over the other and began to read.
Trafalgar grunted as he slumped down in his own chair that was draped with a pure red blanket. He would doze off here and there but Tabia would smack him with her book.
A child with his mother came by but came extremely afraid when he saw Trafalgar's horns. So the mother apologized and walked her son away after she quickly paid for a few apples and peaches.
"Spasiba!!" Tabia thanked her, ignoring the boy's reaction.
Trafalgar, however, took it quite personally. He folded his arms and lowered his head, dropping the "F-bomb" about the boy. He wanted to leap over that counter and smash the boy's face into the ground. But he kept that potential reaction under control. Besides, Tabia would have yanked him back before he could even lay a finger on the kid.
Shaggy trees loomed over a medium size house made from oak. It's finish gave a brilliant shine like a jewel. The shadows swayed like the ocean of grass surrounding the vacinity. Small patches of golden flowers grew here and there, also swaying. The front door opened and two figures walk out carrying baskets containing many different fruits, vegetables, and berries. The male had vibrant feathers covering his lower arms and brown horns sprouting from his forehead and curving over his green spikey hair. His golden eyes glanced back at the door as he closed it. Then he walks down the stairs, meeting with the red-haired female who also had something sprouting from her forehead: atennas. The female had long spikes poking out from under her arms. She even haves blue translucent wings folded on her back.
The two casually walked away from the house, baskets full of edibles in their arms. And dark green cloaks that reached to their knees and the hoods over their heads.
In the streets of Taikai Ueki, the two known as Trafalgar Espen and Tabia Espen makes their way towards their food stand, their livelyhood. The food stand has been a family business for many decades. The profit wasn't huge but it was still a good amount. Enough for them to buy needed supplies and a few desired gifts. They remembered their mother, Wisteria Espen, telling stories of when she was a young girl. How she stood at that stand all day communicating with the townsfolk as they picked out their food. How they used to stare at her because she looked different. But most of all: In time, they ignored her unusual body parts like her butterfly wings and antennas and made her feel good about herself.
Trafalgar always hated those stories because he thought they were lies. He thinks the people around here are disgusted by their appearance. And they know the entire Espen family is made up of humanoid chimeras. When he and his little sister Tabia were growing up, the kids would either run away from them or throw stones or whatever was in reach.
"Go away freaks!"
"You're not wanted around here!!"
"Go live in the forest where you belong!"
Trafalgar remembers his parents telling him and Tabia that the children didn't understand the chimeras because their parents never had the chance to explain about them. In time the children will grow. When their grown, they will know about the chimeras and won't hate or be repulsed by them. To this day, Trafalgar believes the children they grew up around are still the same. They still hate the chimeras.
"Being different is a blessing. Take pride in being a chimera. An Espen. If someone doesn't like us for who we are, then they are weak. They are selfish. Just plain fools." Their father, Giovanni Espen, had once told him and his younger sister.
"Trafalgar, hurry up and place the food down. Customers will be coming soon." Tabia's soft voice chimed in Trafalgar's subconciousness.
The Espen set the basket down and rubbed his eyes with both hands, releasing a sigh.
"Ugh, I hate waking up and having to stand at this damned thing all day." He said without much of a tone.
"I do not enjoy this myself but it needs to be done." Tabia replied as she walked behind the stand. She sits down in a chair with a blue and white striped blanked folded over it. Then she took out a book from under the chair, crossed her leg over the other and began to read.
Trafalgar grunted as he slumped down in his own chair that was draped with a pure red blanket. He would doze off here and there but Tabia would smack him with her book.
A child with his mother came by but came extremely afraid when he saw Trafalgar's horns. So the mother apologized and walked her son away after she quickly paid for a few apples and peaches.
"Spasiba!!" Tabia thanked her, ignoring the boy's reaction.
Trafalgar, however, took it quite personally. He folded his arms and lowered his head, dropping the "F-bomb" about the boy. He wanted to leap over that counter and smash the boy's face into the ground. But he kept that potential reaction under control. Besides, Tabia would have yanked him back before he could even lay a finger on the kid.
