by frobischer » Sun Apr 08, 2012 6:26 am
Username: Dark Hearted
Name of the daeet: Koxec
Desired new name? Smith
Personality: Smith is a very scared young daeet, the consequence of a particularly dark past. He feels that humans are the enemy and won't go near one unless they give him a very good reason to be trusted.
Smith, being young and scared, can lash out with the wrong idea. If someone says they did something that would negatively affect him, he won't give them the chance to explain. He still experiences, in his dreams, the nightmare of his past.
History: The italics are Smith's point of view:
I guess it started when my parents died. There was a great mass of water that came through our lands, and it killed many. Including Mother and Father. We (my siblings and I) reached Father too late, but Mother's dying wish was, "Smith, you must take care. You are the eldest. Defend them to the death."
My siblings and I tried to find a place warm to stay the night, but we could only find a small cave that was partially dry.They piled on top of each other while I stood guard. A few times, I thought I'd heard humans on horses, but it was just elk passing through. I was too depressed to try to catch any.
The next morning, I was woken by rustling in the trees. I got up to investigate. My siblings were still asleep, so I was careful not to wake them. What I found was a small bird caught in a snare. What events followed were the start of the most grim years of my life.
The humans that caught the bird took me too. We seemed to be going to the same place, and made some small talk here and there. Its name was Lunar, and it was the most extrordinary creature I had ever seen. Light, twilight purple with black and gold vine markings, this bird was beautiful. She and I became friends.
It's a good thing we did, because if you endured what we did, you'd need a friend too. Hours of painful tests, spoonfuls of colourful, foul-tasting liquid, dismal living quarters, all of this every day for three straight years. Finally, we grew too weary of it, and decided we wanted one thing: out.
Lasers, search lights, and tranquilizers followed. The escape was tough, and I suffered a broken leg and Lunar a lost wing. That was nothing to me. We came to where we were both trapped, but no one was there. I felt a twinge of pain.
Lunar, forever crippled, now rides on my back. And I still relive that time. But that isn't the worst. The worst is that I still don't know what happened to my siblings.
I failed.
Last edited by
frobischer on Sun Apr 08, 2012 7:01 am, edited 1 time in total.
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--my name is levi, i am a wiccan, and i typically like to be referred to as they. i like night vale, steam powered giraffe, bear ghost, most music, youtube, video games (especially dishonored, outlast, and overwatch), preacher (the AMC show), drawing, writing, creepypasta, and movies. feel free to pm! my goal is to get every pet on CS, trades are very welcome but still not guaranteed!--