[Saikiyo]

this is a very oddly shaped egg, if even is an egg. it's very hevy for it's small size


growth tracker

the some of the old bandages have fallen off from being held so much, underneath you can see what looks like....gold! there is something caved in it but it's too coved to make out

all the bandages have fallen off! underneath is a golden sarcophagus! on the sarcophagus is written in ancient emption is "child of Amuut"


your name: *Hawky*
pet's gender: Female
pet's name: Bast
species name: Can I tell you later? I need to think about it
pet's favourite game: chasing paper balls that crumble, Tag, she's interested in different noises and has sensitive senses
pet's favourite food: Salty stuff.
pet's personality: Bast is interested in the world and a very inquisitive feline, she's quiet, shy, and impatient



based off the suggestion by Wild♥` for an egyptian mummy cat


i did use some hieroglyphs refs, but it would be spoilers if i showed them to you, i will show when they appear on the egg (all i did was type in the words i need and used the best pic on google images i coud find) and used as a ref
also used as refs

it's a story adopt 8D you have 3 days (23)

[Firazon]

About 1000 years ago, there was a queen. The queen was everything the egyptians wanted, except she was a cat. They slaved and did work for her, in return for food and protection. But they had one rule. She could never have a kit. One day while out enjoying the sunshine she met a tom. She asked if he would return when the moon was full and he replied he would. After many visits the queen was distraught when she learned she was to have a kit. She began to starve herself to stay skinny and drank little. On the day it was born a healthy she kit, she wrapped it up in cloth and put it by the bank in the weeds. A week ago. "Your just a crybaby"! A boy said pushing a young girl. "I am not!" She said running into the woods. She sat on the secret bank. She had made this her very own special hiding place. "Get over here!" The boy sneered. She cringed and hid in the weeds barley breathing. The boy went past. She then turned as something was jabbing her. She grabbed it. "Cool a mummy"! She whispered. She wondered if she should unwrap it. Until then she stuck the heavy egg in her pants pocket.

[Sora-]

Should the story be about how the egg was made/born or how the person found the egg?

[Saikiyo]

i'm going to leave this one up to you

[Sora-]

will try tomorrow, right now I have a huge writer's block from writing the moss egg story. : P

[SilverKitsune]

*Traveling alone in the vast desserts of Egypt alone was of course considered a suicide mission yet why did that girl, Alex agree to the project?*, thought a young man in his twenties. The man combs his fingers through the matted birds nest he calls hair. He groans and looks at the pictures his wife Alex sent him from her travel to Egypt, in search of some mummy. His fingers graze one of the letters she sent, the man pushes up his glasses which seemed to keep tilting down the bridge of his nose. The man looks at the last letter he received from his wife, the letter seemed to draw in his mind what his wife had just discovered in one of the old pyramids she stumbled across.
Alex, a fiery red head girl with adventure brimming through her cold blue eyes would never back down from traveling. Traveling was her life, a passion and dream. The fiery girl just couldn't pass down the offer to travel to Egypt, traveling to the vast sandy desserts, meeting the civilians that lived there along with site seeing and digging for treasure was plain and simply a dream come true for her. Alex had just recently traveled into an old pyramid, she was lucky enough to gain the assistance of the locals in the area who pointed out the century old traps left to keep tomb robbers away. Soon Alex found herself deep in the center of the pyramid where she found a door with Hieroglyphs all over. *Hmmm...*, she thought, running her hand down the stone. She could feel each and every picture like words that have been curved into the stone, though some were wittered away from age.
One of the locals lightly grabs her hand speaking in Arabic about how they felt what ever was in the room was cursed. Luckily Alex knew the language they spoke, being a traveler meant she had to learn at least five to six different languages. Alex shook her head and explains to the people on how she must explore every part and if they didn't want to join her in exploring the room they did not have to. The locals nod and stay back from the door as Alex tries pushing it open. Soon the old stone door slowly started to open, clouds of dust poured out from behind the door. Alex coughs, covering her mouth and nose with her handkerchief. She squints a bit, trying to fan the dust away with her hand as she tries to see what was hidden in the so called cursed room.
The room it self was plain with rubble and dust decorating it, in the center of the room had a small stone shaped coffin covered in layers of dust piling from centuries ago. Alex gasps softly and approaches the coffin like structure. She uses the sleeve of her shirt to wipe off the layer of dust, Alex frowns at the mess on her sleeves and dusts herself off. She peers at the coffin wondering if she should dare to open it. With a grin she pushes the top of the coffin off, her grin was soon replaced with a confused frown. Inside the coffin laid some sort of mummified animal, as it seemed. Alex mumbles ,"Is this some sort of joke?". She touches the bandages but then jerks her hand back, the 'mummy' felt alive somehow and it did not even seem that old. Alex frowns mumbling some more only this time about what was wrapped under the cloth like bandages. She finally comes to a conclusion believing what ever was wrapped under must have been a feline , knowing how the Egyptians worshiped felines highly along with their animal like gods and goddesses. This mummy being a cat wouldn't really be much of a surprise but to Alex, the fact it did not seem as old as the pyramid made her feel suspicious of foul play. Nevertheless she ordered one of the locals to help her carry the mummified body outside.
The locals gaze at the small mummified body in fear but not wanting to stay around it any longer they help the strange red haired girl, as soon as they were out in the hot sandy dessert the locals decide to leave Alex. Alex frowns at them but says nothing more then a small thank you for helping her drag the body out, she boxes up the body in a wooden crate filled with foam to keep it from getting damaged. "This better be worth something", Alex mumbled packing up the crate before getting onto her rented camel. She soon traveled to a small city which luckily had a private plane to fly letters or items to other countries. Alex asks the locals to ship the crate along with a few letters she had written recently to her husbands address, knowing he will watch over what ever that thing she found was till she gets home. Wiping the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hands she sighs, hoping for a better find next time.
Alex's husband puts down the letter after reading last bits about the crate and mummy Alex had found. He jumps out of the leather couch he was sitting on and slowly walks over to the crate that he left in the middle of the living room. The white carpet already had a hint of gray dust around the crate, he sighs mumbling "Great, now I need to clean that up". Knowing there would be a bigger mess after opening the crate up, he decides opening it first and moving the body to the basement of the house. The house was just plain gray and white, stone like but at the same time it would remind one of being almost buried alive. He digs through the foam in the crate, spotting the body under a thin layer of the subsistence. "Good, it's still in one piece", he mutters to himself. His relief was soon cut short as soon as he felt the mummy twitch, it was a small twitch but he still felt it. He jumps back and stares at the figure in the crate saying in panic "Oh god...what did Alex send me". He quickly re-closed the crate and started dragging it to the basement, soon after he left the body in the basement he realizes the creature was not a mummy at all. Alex's husband takes another peek at the bandage warped creature, his suspicions were correct. "This thing...it's an egg", he mumbles with a slight shiver. Though he felt frightened by what ever the creature was, a part of him nagged to see what this 'egg' would hatch into.
Soon Alex's husband gives into his desires, vowing silently to himself that he would watch what ever it was that his wife sent him but only till it hatches. *After this creature hatches it will be Alex's responsibility*, he thought as he gazed at the strange egg. For the rest of the day he watched the twitching egg, at times jumping back at the sudden movements. The egg looked so dead yet, it was alive and moving. The man sighs and mumbles a prayer to god in hopes it was not something out of nightmares or a demon, he still couldn't believe his own eyes but he kept his mind open. Surprises were something he never liked and the egg was no exception but the voice in the back of his head wanted him to wait and see, the voice he couldn't block out. Just like his wife he mumbles to the egg ,"This better be worth it...".
Strangely enough a few weeks before the crate arrived to Alex's husbands house, she mysteriously vanished. Alex was just returning to the civilization she has traveled with but a sand storm rose, causing her to take shelter behind the ruins of the houses which once stood in the area. She closes her bright blue eyes, trying to keep dust out of them. Alex soon uses her handkerchief to cover her nostrils and mouth, all she could hear were the roaring winds of the storm. Soon the winds died down, Alex struggles to move realizing she was partly buried in the sand. Luckily the storm was not a major one, she escaped unharmed. Alex looks around noticing her camel was missing, along with her belongings. Everything looked different now, as if she were in a sea of sand stretching towards the horizon. Alex bites her lip trying not to panic, she was stranded in the dessert. Pulling herself together she starts walking through the hot sand, the sun practically roasting her alive. What she didn't realize was the pack of strange feline like creatures, wrapped in bandages. When Alex turned around after finally feeling the stares of something behind her, it was too late. The creatures pounced her, biting onto her limbs but not devouring her. Alex started to scream as she felt something sharp pierce her flesh and dig into her bone, the sharpness of the creatures teeth. As soon as Alex screamed a cloud of scarabs appeared from the empty skies as if they came out of nowhere. They completely covered both her and the creatures, muting her screams of agony and panic. As fast as the swarm appeared it vanished back into the skies leaving nothing, not even bone. It was the curse of which the locals spoke off, now the swarm headed towards Alex's husband who was next in line to suffer from the cursed egg.


(ANNNNND finished! =3 oh and helllllllo sai! X3 <3 x.x gah i ended up with such a long story!, edited a few parts o3o and left it in a cliff hanger XD)

[Hawkfire.]

warning:
when i say long i mean lonnngggg
An egyptain god/goddess story including the egg ^^ beware its looonnnnggg
i do hope this doesn't interfere with anyone's religion-wise, i respect all the religions and myself am Christain~if i get anything wrong with the egyptain mythology correct me please ^^ i have a lot to learn
and it is called
The New Legend
Sunlight peered through the window, shining on my beadspread. Slowly I opened an eye, and closed it. Opened the other. I grumbled, closing both eyes, begging the sun to go away so I could sleep. But I was forced to wake up when there was a knock on the door, and Jeremy, my brother, walked in. Sighing I sat up, wiped the sleep out of my eyes, and grabbed a clean-sweat shirt. Pulling it over my head I turned to Jeremy, angry at him for waking me up. Sure, it was the first day of school, but heck, he couldn't let me sleep in for 5 more minutes?
"Seriously, Germ, I can get up on my own," I told him, even though that was a total lie. One time my parents let me get up on my own, but I ended up sleeping through the whole day. Pffft. They would never let me do that again. I shuffled past my older brother, eager to start the day without Germ bullying and ruining my life. I call him Germ because it's like Jerm, which is short for Jeremy. It's nice to imagine spelling it that way. When I got downstairs, I turned the corner into the kitchen, where my father and mother were eating pancakes. I can't believe it was pancakes again. I shoved a full piece into my mouth messily, then ran out the door, grabbing my backpack on the way. I jumped on my bike and started peddling my fastest. A new school means a new life; I couldn't risk being late. We had recently moved to Egypt and I was going to be the new kid. Suddenly I stopped peddling, seeing a sight which scared the broad daylight out of me. Our new school looked like a haunted house; it's windows were shattered, and the wood was moldy and old. The wind made the door creak open and close, and it seemed everything was dark and dusty inside. My new friend, which I had made during the short time I had been here in summer, saw me and stood up in her seat, waving. I wearily looked around. This did not look like a school...at all. I shivered. I turned back to Ginger (my friend). She looked like this was normal...she wasn't taking any notice of the odd school at all. I wearily sat next to her and jumped as something slimy touched my back; disgusted, I turned around to see the chair had growing mushrooms on it. I grabbed a stray stick that was on the floor and pushed them off of the chair, then sat down. "Is school usually like this?" I asked Ginger. She shook her freckled head, her fizzy orange hair flying up. "Nope. But the new school..." she coughed, and I realized there was something she wasn't telling me. "The new school had to...well...be...um..." Suddenly the door whipped open and a tall, black haired woman walked in. She wrote something in white chalk on the old chalkboard. I covered my ears, hearing a screeching sound from the chalk. When the tall, black-haired woman stepped back, we knew her name. It said
"I am Mrs. Sekhmet ."
It seemed I had heard the name 'Sekhmet' before, but I couldn't get my mind on it, and I didn't have much time anyway because Mrs. Sekhmet examined the class, looking all the kids in the eye. When she saw me, her eyes turned a burning red color, and she exposed red fangs. Okay, so, I don't believe in vampires, but this was creeping me out. Mrs. Sekhmet continued observing the class before she sat down on her own chair. "We have a new kid in class," she announced. "Would you please stand up, Jades?"
I stood up, wondering how in the world she knew my name.
Mrs. Sekhmet bared her red fangs at me, and told me to come to the front of the class. I stood, shivering, staring at all the kids. Something about Mrs. Sekhmet didn't feel right...
When I got to the front of the class, Mrs. Sekhmet wrapped her thin arms around me and leaned over, whispering in my ear;
"I have my eyes on you, Legend of Jades!"
It was like a bull roaring in my ear. Even though it was a whisper, it was like a hissing sound. It was like, louder than the chalk screeching on the chalk-board. She pushed me back to my so-called desk, which looked more like a stool in a shape of a table. I tumbled first-face into it, and heard other kids laughing at me.
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After school, I had a lot to think about. What was up with our haunted school? What was Ginger not telling me? And most importantly, what was wrong with Mrs. Sekhmet ? She said `I have my eyes on you, Legend of Jades!`
Legend? I don't think I'm any kind of legend... According to Jeremy, anyway.
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The next day of school was worse. Everyone kept glaring at me. At one point Mrs. Sekhmet asked us who our favorite Egyptian Goddess was. Everyone said 'The Eye of Ra', except me. I told Mrs. Sekhmet it was Bastet, cause she is a cat and I love cats. When I said that Mrs. Sekhmet took me into the hallway, where everyone could see me. She yelled some curse words and punched me in the gut, then told me to get back to the class and stay there. I have no idea what I did wrong, but it must had been bad because no one would talk to me. Ginger looked like she was guilty, but not even her would talk to me.
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When I got home, I did some research about Egyptian mythology. Here's some:
`Hathor was the goddess of joy, motherhood, and love. She looked after all women. She was the goddess of music and dancing, as well. Dead women were identified with Hathor, as men were identified with Osiris. She has a sun disk on her head and cow horns. Sometimes she had cow's ears or was a whole cow.

But she had another side as well, as Sekhmet, the Eye of Ra, the destructive Sun Goddess. The Egyptians knew that the Sun brought life, but they also knew that the desert Sun could kill you.

Ra, the Sun God, was angry with mankind, because they laughed at him. He said that he'd send down his anger as Sekhmet, the Eye of Ra. She went down to Earth, killing men, and drinking their blood. She started to frighten Ra, who only wanted to punish Mankind, not destroy them all. So he dyed some beer red, to look like blood. When Sekhmet saw the beer, she was thristy for blood, so she drank it all, got drunk and went to sleep. When she woke up, Ra persuaded her to stop killing Mankind.`

Wait, was her name Sekhmet? Isn't that our teacher's name? I am seriously worried now.
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That night, I couldn't sleep at all. Sometimes my eye-lids would close on me and Mrs. Sekhmet would be there in a dream, hissing and baring her red fangs. Every time it was the same message:
"Beware, Legend of Jades!"
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At morning, I wouldn't get up. Even when Jeremy called my parents and they scolded me. I had my head dug into my pillow. I didn't want to get beat up by Mrs. Sekhmet again, especially if she was the Eye of Ra. Was that why she had beaten me up; for saying Bastet was my favorite Goddess? Pfffttt. Like I'd ever say she was my favorite...I hate vampires, especially the Twilight saga.
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But I didn't have much choice; my father lifted me off of the bed and looked me in the eye. With that killing stare I grumpily got out of bed, brushed my teeth, ate some pancakes (again!) and put on a Bastet T-shirt. Then I biked to school, and was stopped by Ginger 10 feet away from the schoolyard. "What is it, Ginger?!" I asked, confused. My freckled friend looked frightened, maybe even aghast of something. "S-s-s-s-she's coming..." she whispered frightfully. Before I had time to reply, she grabbed me by the arm and plunged around the shabby school, diving into a hole in the back of it. We tumbled down stairs that were slick with fungi; one broke underneath my weight and I fell on top of some case. Confused, I edged off of the case, looking down I saw a golden plate with letters engraved;
"BASTET"
Figuring it must be some type of burial ground, I dipped my head to the case, knowing it was rude to step on a dead person-or at least where they were buried. "Sorry, Bastet." I said, then realized what I was saying.
Bastet? The Goddess of cats?
My eyes widened. I stared at the mummy case, memorized. I read the gold plate over and over again; the fifth time I saw small, black letters:
DAUGHTER OF RA
It must be Bastet The Great. My jaw dropped. "Really sorry Bastet!" I wish I had flowers!
Suddenly an arm pulled me away from the mummy case, into a dark corner. Ginger sat next to me.
"I am so sorry Jades. I should of told you everything before, but the Eye of Ra threatened to kill me if I did."
I gazed at my friend, baffled. "You mean Sekhmet?"
Ginger slapped my mouth with her hand. "SHH! Don't you know not to say her true name? She'll kill you!"
I wriggled uncomfortably, "but she wrote it on the chalk-board!"
"Wrote it, not said it. That's why we only call her Eye of Ra, because that's who she is. Boy, you have a lot to learn..."
When Ginger said that, I realized how much learning I was taking in right now. Was there more?!
Ginger went on, stating there was more to learn.
"She hate's Ra's daughter, Bastet. That's why she punished you so harshly when you said she was your favorite Goddess...though it would be about the same if you said someone else that wasn't Eye of Ra! That's why everyone else said Eye of Ra. Anyway, about the old school, the Eye of Ra destroyed it. She told everyone to come to that school...some kids refused and died under her fangs." Ginger paused, shivering. My mind was buzzing; my teacher is Sekhmet! My teacher is Sekhmet!
Ginger continued,
"So she hyptoized the parents so they didn't really know what they were doing-when your's moved here they were hyptoizied to. Also, she ordered everyone to eat pancakes for breakfast."
"What?!" I exclaimed.
Ginger shrugged, "it's her favorite food."
Okay, that is just stupid. But it makes sense...ever since we moved here I've been eating pancakes...
"And it was also said in the legend you would love Bastet, that being said, another legendary warrior was born in the basement Eye of Ra's school. That's why I hid you here...so we might find it. Eye of Ra was chasing me because she knew I was going to tell you, Jades, and warn you," explained Ginger.
My eyes sparked. My friend had risked her life for me. That meant a lot to me, and I bet if this happened to you it would mean a lot also. A warm feeling quaked inside me and our friendship grew stronger. I leaped at my freckled friend, hugging her tightly.
Ginger pushed me off. "Thanks for the hug," she said sarcastically, brushing dust off. "Your welcome," I replied, ignoring her sarcasm. I then looked around the old basement. Ginger said we needed to find the legendary warrior who would help me, so find him we do. But...what did that have to do with me liking Bastet? I stood up, and brushed dust off of myself.
I suppose this 'legendary warrior' thing would be hiding from Eye of Ra, but then that made it harder for us to find it...
I wondered around, and eventually Ginger got the idea and started to help. We looked in every corner, under each abandoned table. I even had the gut to lift up Bastet's mummy case to see if the legendary warrior was under her. Nope.
Then of course I kept on boasting to Ginger on how I touched Bastet's case.
"Not exactly a good thing..." she said.
After a while, I realized Ginger was pretty skittish down here... It was like she was doing something wrong.
Then again I guess we were...not exactly supposed to be down here....
I continued looking, in case we missed the legendary warrior. Then it hit me; shouldn't Ginger know since she had known all that other stuff? I turned around and shouted for her;
"GINGER!"
She didn't come. I had a queasy feeling inside my stomach, like something bad was about to happen. Didn't enough stuff already happen?
I wandered around, nearly petrified to bone of what was about to happen. Don't ask me why, but I just knew it wasn't good....
I finally bumped into something, and looked up to see something I never expected to see.
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There was a tall woman (my guess Sekhmet) except she had a lion's head. I covered my mouth, but it only made the scream louder. Instead of covering my mouth, I cupped my mouth.
I don't think anyone has ever expected to see a lady that has a lion head.
Sekhmet was holding Ginger close to her chest. Her frizzy orange hair was frizzier than usual; what happens when Ginger gets scared. Her eyes looked terrified; she was staring at me, and deep inside her eyes was more guilt. Was there something else Ginger wasn't telling me?

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Pffft, well, Sekhmet was certainly not happy. Her lion eyes were furious; she opened her mouth and did a ear-drum busting roar. In fact, her eyes were red. She bared her bloody fangs at me. I winced.
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"Any last words before you die, daughter?" roared Sekhmet. She was talking to Ginger. My eyes widened like a full harvest moon. Ginger was Sekhmet's daughter?!
Ginger managed to nod under her mother's grip. So Sekhmet released her hold of Ginger's mouth.
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"Legendary...warrior...is...Bastet's...daughter..." panted Ginger, her eyes full of fear.
Looks like I'll be touching Bastet's case again.
Sekhmet pulled Ginger's neck up so her daughter could look her in the eye; "You weren't supposed to say anything useful!" she snarled. Then they dissapeared with a white dust; I could hear Ginger's voice echoeing right after;
"I'll be in the underworld if you need me..."
So my best friend was dead. Great.
I looked around frantically until I saw Bastet's case. It took me about an hour to find it again...this basement must be bigger than I realized.
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I wasn't sure what to do...but mother's protect their babies, right? So maybe the legendary warrior was with Bastet.
I wish Ginger would of told me if the baby was a boy or girl! It would be rude to mistake Bastet's child.
I would have to open her case.
Okay, you may not think this is a big deal, but opening someone's case feels wrong, and very disrespectful. I winced, and let my hand touch the case. I lifted it up...
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I screamed again. And this time it was quieter than before...I manged to cover my mouth, not cup it. There were two cat forms...wrapped in whatever you wrap mummy's in. I gazed at it, memorized. Suddenly I felt a finger tap my shoulder, and, astounded, I turned around. A tall man stood with a falcon head, and I could tell he was smiling. "Hello, Legend of Jades, I am Ra, King of the Gods," the falcon announced, looking me in the eye. "Come with me, I shall help you along with my daughter's child," he chirped. I remembered reading some research that said Bastet was Ra's daughter. So that must be who he was talking about. I met his gaze; he looked nice enough. Well, Bastet was nice, so why not her father? Smiling, I picked up Bastet's child carefully, only to drop it under it's heavy weight. Ra glanced at me, "I would help, but it's best for you to do it...you'll grow stronger. Besides, Legend of Jades, there will be harder things than carrying that. Oh, much, much, more."
I glared at him, slightly annoyed at him for panicking me. But I figured not to argue with the King of the Gods, and tried again at picking up Bastet's child. Ra chirped and walked away, gliding gracefully up the stairs. He hopped over the one I had broke as if it was easy. I waddled after him, already sweating from the mummy case's weight. Before I got to the stairs I fell over from it's heaviness. I glared at Ra again who was waiting at the top of the stairs for me, and had to force myself not to curse at him. How dare he make me carry this heavy case all the way up those heavy stairs! Bracing myself, I stepped on the slippery step, almost instantly slipping under the weight and the moldy moss. But something studied me, and I turned to see that the mummy case was gone. Confused, I frantically looked around. How had it just dissapeared? And who studied me? I glanced at Ra; he had his back turned and was tapping his foot impatiently at the top of the stairs. Suddenly something swept me off my feet, and I did a face-plant on the stairs. I nearly threw up at how close the mold was to my face. It was rubbing against me. Then I heard a meow; managing to crane my neck I saw that the mummy case had unwrapped itself and birthed a cat.
Bastet's daughter was born.
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I suppose there would be more...but I only wanted to go up to the point when she finds the egg, because heck, it's already long as is ^^! If you want to read what happens next, I'll be making a full story out of it and posting the link sometime later.

[BadDogAlliance]

oh sweet let me think a little about a story

[Hawkfire.]

I'm editing the story a little bit ^^

[Saikiyo]

the end is near

judging starts in 6 hours