Dis body iz 2 gewd 4 u.
lol
It's true, we're all a little insane
but its so clear
now that I'm unchained
fear is only in our minds
taking over all the time
fear is only in our minds but its taking over all the time
you poor sweet innocent thing
dry your eyes and testify
you know you live to break me- don't deny
sweet sacrifice
One day I'm gonna forget your name
and one sweet day, you're gonna drown in my lost pain
fear is only in our minds
taking over all the time
fear is only in our minds but its taking over all the time
you poor sweet innocent thing
dry your eyes and testify
and oh you love to hate me don't you, honey?
I'm your sacrifice.
[I dream in darkness, I sleep to die,
erase the silence erase my life, our burning ashes
blacken the day, world of nothingness blow away]
do you wonder why you hate?
are you still too weak to survive your mistakes?
you poor sweet innocent thing
dry your eyes and testify
you know you live to break me- don't deny
sweet sacrifice
I_N_T_R_O_D_U_C_T_I_O_N_________________________________
Warm streams broken from the clouds... Golden auras fell across the floors of the temple; the placid, open hands of Theresa-Allia rested on delicate marble legs, her face bore a smile full of depth, full of complexity-- a Mona Lisa smile, I suppose. Her eyes were perpetually open, and on some days, She gazed down at a human pair of eyes-- pale, glassy blue irises. It was there that the perennial youth would live and break-- would have her soul scattered across the pale, white walls, would stain the long velveteen carpet draped at Her elegant feet. It was there that a pair of sky-blue eyes would gaze at the statue of Her-- and it would be a damning look: her lashes flutter as angels' wings as the eyes follow the twisting constellations of twilight, a fleeting last glimpse. As daylight falls from lackluster pupils...she would bear the still face that gazed out in condemnation. And betrayal. And there it would be.. A face contorted by pain and compunction, still lingering on the eaves of her lips and the undeniable curve of her brows-- would have answered softly...
And you? You? Where is my God now?-- Dead. On the steps to Cicero.
------
It was as if she stood with the titans, great stones that stretched across the hills. And still I can not believe my fate when I saw her walk towards us, with the light of Theresa-Allia on her shoulders. But we could love her for only as much as we knew of her, a gray piece of something-- and everything else was nebulous, for she was such a mystery.
Standing in the abby, I had only to look to the right to see the tall black columns stretching across the mountain-side. And to my left were the granite tiles that at once stopped at the feet of the bronze statue of Theresa-Allia, "Madra Terra," God. These were the walls that held the quiet church where I thought I might have found the answer. I had believed, once, that I,
guest, had come here because I saw the grave of that beautiful girl-- that because I had seen the grave carved out from end to end, I would have wanted to know who it was that so desperately wanted to rob her body, horde it such a distance to hold that cold, pale face. And it was here that I knew, without a doubt, that had I seen her, I would have done the same. It was as I had heard her story a thousand times, I suddenly wished to hear it a thousand times more-- for in each tale there was something new. But in each tale her face prevailed as something vague and undecipherable, though it was always seraphic and yet deviously arousing, in a wicked sort of way.
Waiting with the eerily taciturn, quiet demeanor of all of the abbots here, he turned to me with a conservative, grim smile as he continued,
She arrived a long time ago-- but back then I had not been too long in the convent. I was, perhaps, a little younger, a little older... But we were young. Now my hair is gray, and I am old, but I know that when she came, she brought something very different. Of course, we were all passionate, but she was passionate with ambition and something beyond our means of knowledge, dear guest. She was nefarious and lovely, cruel and sweet.
This, I knew, and I nodded sympathetically as the rain continued to boil outside in the preternatural darkness. By now, having sat here for a day or more, I had become less tranquil, and it must have been more than the empty quarters and narrow hallways-- there was also... the air, the invisible...the damning silence. I asked the good abbot, 'What was wrong with her?' and he eyed me with an animal-like -disallowed_word-parasitic occupier)
Height: Tall, lanky, gaunt, thin
Weight: Emaciatingly light, ghostly
Love: Free-falling angel of Hell
Desire: I can't help temptation
Friend: I hate everyone
Host animal: Danniaiea of Jaheb
Pack: I have no friends, no support
Status: Ex-paladin; black mage;
Fur color: Charcoal black
Eye color: Blind, blue on right eye
Markings: Olive green stripe, mane
Two light green dots on forehead.
Blue ears, blue lining around eyes,
Green stripe across face and brows
Blue stripe across thin, wire tail
Powers/elements: Dark, earth elemental
Character: Silent, Vindictive, Dark
Children: Metty,
Jue,
Mikki
[ H o s t B o d y ]
Name: Danni Aiea
Gender: Female
Birthday: Birth of Jaheb
Species: Wolf/Robot (Genetic Warrior)
Height: Considerably tall
Weight: Average, well-toned female
Love: It cannot be done..
Desire: But I know you don't feel the same
Loyalty: The patriarchs of Jaheb
Parasite: Mahault de Theresa Allia
Homeland: Formerly Shukumei
Status: Beta female, Jaheban General
Fur color: Aquamarine blue
Eye color: Olive/forest green
Markings: Green crescent moon on back
White "socks" and border on tail-tip
Green hair, tail tip, and feathers
Green stripe across face and brows
Cream white stomach, white neck
Powers/elements: Ice elemental, machine-power
Character: Moody, deliberate, tenacious
Sister-guardian: Tahn D'Arabie
C_H_A_R_A_C_T_E_R_S_____________________________________
(inspired by Corgi's "Cast List"; see Ostonar)
These are family members and other characters involved in this long, winding saga fondly called The Chupacabran Plot. May this story live on and on in eternity, its stories, morals, lessons to be told perennially, like the yearly flowering of the winter blossom. And as we move on from generation to generation, we won't forget the ones who started it all: Cofi and Mahault.
Cofi
Originally a mysterious young fellow on the brink of his fame as the greatest prodigy magician. A mage who sealed his fate the moment he met Mahault at the doors of the Tower. From there the story would jump from conflict to conflict, angst to angst, but nonetheless, he would begin a flood of bitter history that would live forever on.
Ostonar
Nothing even near mundane. In fact, he is exuberantly dynamic. By far, the most eccentric wizard and the easily most liked man. A charismatic man to begin with, an unrecognizable creature to end with-- all because he chose to apprentice the young Cofi. But throughout all this was a loyalty that had, from a long shot, seemed impossible. But it was possible. And he would follow this story into its dreadful ends.
Danovi
The unimaginably horrendous beast, but one that was also strangely sympathetic and charismatic.. (in a strange, creepy way) The roamer of the dark graveyards in the proximity of the Tower. Hardly a creature to be ignored, for he also plays a part in the crime and the drama and the sin that unfolds. And in the wake of "The Resurrection," he would again get entangled.
The Hybrids
The products of two mistakes. Ironic as it was, the sheer intensity of desire was the exact same that drove Cofi and Mahault apart. So they approached, with wild abandonment, their vulnerable partners, Jiniri and Danovi. And, as a result, the tragedy was two children who would be despised and unloved for the rest of their living days. And what's more, they're unmistakable mutants-- half wolf half felines.
The Twins
Poor children that never should've existed. Accidents are what you can call them. Their parents, Cofi and Mahault, needless to say, are recklessly unheeding of anything but their own selfish compulsions. And here are these two sons who deserve a living chance, but are now tossed to the will of the demigods. And loving though they may be, they are not blood parents, and are far from normal.
Extras
Jiniri, Panzer Riven, Eschere/Claver, Ynsi, Selavere
These are the wonderful characters that will unravel and make you blind with jealousy. Their lives are eccentric, ecstatic, interesting, and dramatic beyond all measures. But they are not all what they seem to be, for they are also, within each one of them, human-like beings with hearts that make them love and weep and everything that we do. So it is with great pleasure that I present to you-- the story that is astonishingly tragic, repulsive, and shocking. The story of the chupacabrans. Story of Cofi and Mahault, and ever after.
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By: Jenryu
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Yes, unfortunately because of the knucklehead n00bs playing around on Neopets, I've had to make a Wall of Shame to make people aware of the pages that are stolen. I never thought I'd have to do this, but I have to. Sorry. So I hope that prevents any others from stealing this page. Yes-- if you have the urge to steal my page, please don't!
1. Actually, I've decided to take this off for reasons. :)
Shoo! There's no one to accuse so there's nothing to look at!
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