A/N: i NEVER thought that i would get this serious with the characters, but nonetheless, inspiration for this story hit me. I'll probably end up re-writing this into actual story format, but for now, i'm just keeping it in the normal script format. if they're are any typos or inconsistencies, just drop a comment and i'll get to it. my brains kinda fried right now from all the typing and reading i've done. not to mention math homework.
Before you read: in this, i am not this omnipotent or the divine ruler of this reality, here, i think of me more as embodiment of artistry; as in, i'm not immortal or anything, i can just do things that a normal person can't really do.
And as the title dictates, this about Daiyori. Please leave a comment at the end so i'll know where and what i should fix.
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(the day is late and Daiyori and Roake have gone of to the store to get miscellaneous supplies. they are now headed back to the apartment)
Roake: you know, i'm sure Durithyll could give you arms; make you more of a Naga than a snake.
Daiyori: (doesn't turn to face Roake) appreciate the concern, but no.
Roake: please tell me this isn't just foolish pride. not having arms--
Daiyori: You live in a southern, primitive country. Modern medicine is a mystery to you and technology hasn't gotten past simple machines. a guy walks up to you, he has magical abilities of sorts. He has a total of four arms and four legs. He says that "not having two sets of arms and legs is a real handicap" and he offers to give you the extra set of both. You turn him down though.
Roake: (looks back ahead) i see. i wouldn't want an extra set, so why--
Daiyori: (ignores Roake and continues) You have never accepted the help of others before, why change now? he gets mad and says, "Why do you not accept this gift i have offered you?!"
Roake: (turns back to Daiyori swiftly and realizes: this isn't a parable. this is true.)
Daiyori: you try to reason with him saying that, "you don't need his help, or an extra set of limbs." he replies, yelling that, "I have been watching you! though you lead the pack, you never accept help from them! your foolish pride will be your downfall! i have offered you a gift, yet you throw it back in my face! mocking me, and what i have to offer! you are arrogant, and i will teach you humility! you will learn to respect the help that others have to give!"
Roake: Daiyori, i don't need to hear this!
Daiyori: So he takes away what you do have: your ability to hunt, and your pack. He tells you, "Only I can give you back your true form. Only I can give you you're pack. And I will only do that once you can prove to me you are worthy to retain them, and that you can only do by humbling yourself and accepting help from others.
When you can finally speak coherently again, you try to tell him to take away his curse, that this test was unfair. you try to tell him that no one would want to change their body so drastically. he only scoffs you, "This was only the last of many. Every time someone tried to offer you help, it was me, and you threw it back in my face!"
you pitifully try to defend yourself, "i didn't know!"
"You shouldn't have had to, Daiyori! you need to learn to respect the help of others, and better i do it this way, than the Others do it their way. "
(finally turns to Roake) Then he vanishes; you're pack is gone, and you are left, as a snake.
Roake: (just stares back, a horrified look on his face)
Daiyori: (looks ahead) for the next two years, you live as humbly as you can, but it's hard. you look, and look, for the man who stole your form. And after getting a tip from a small mountain village, you find him. He's in an isolated, empty, forgotten, temple on the top of some random mountain. But he's just a shell of the man he used to be. You try to convince him that you've humbled yourself now, that he should restore you and your pack. But he says "the voices are telling him not to. that they'll be angry with him." He went insane. you have know idea why or how, but it happened.
you then spend the next four weeks trying to coax him into returning you to your true form. But again, he refuses, and then he refuses to eat. He eventually dies. You stay at the temple for another two weeks, until you eventually run out of supplies and venture down the mountain into the small village.
You move on shortly there after, scouring the country for a wizard, shaman, anyone who could help you. You think you find one, a powerful shaman who had been known to pull of miraculous things. He tells you that he can help you, and that he will, but first you must gather the necessary tools for the ritual. You do, and quickly return. Only to find that the villagers are preparing to give their shaman a "cleansing." You ask what they mean, and they say that demons have possessed the shaman, and that the only way to cleanse him, is to drive a nail through his head, thus giving the demons a way out of him
Luckily, they have not performed the ritual yet, so you push past the crowds and find the shaman, strapped to a bed, a villager leaning over him with a hammer and nail. You rush him and tell him to restore you, that you have the ingredients. He only stares at you and says, "No... the voices say not too." you are than pushed aside by the villagers and they perform the "cleansing."
The villagers were kind anthros and humans though, and they offer you a home among them. you turn them down, refusing yet another gift.
Then you leave your primitive little home country by stowing away on a random ship and then wind up here. (turns to face Roake)
I don't know what drove the wizard and the shaman mad, but i dare not risk Durithyll's sanity by asking her to help me. I'll find some other way.
Roake: (speechless)
(they walk in companionable silence, having taken multiple detours to finish the story, it'll be late before they get back.)
Roake: you didn't need to tell--
Daiyori: yes i did. i haven't told a single person about what happened. not one, that's still alive that is. it feels, well, it feels lighter. if that makes any sense.
Roake: it does actually.
Daiyori: i don't have a phone, did you happen to bring yours?
Roake: nope. (looks up at the darkening sky) i can never remember it. heh. Durithyll will chew us out won't she?
Daiyori: probably.... probably....
2 Comments
Kete
4/30/2008 06:57:45 am
Oh...wow...
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Durithyll
4/30/2008 07:58:26 am
thanks! i never thought i'd get so serious either!
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