by Honu » Wed Aug 14, 2013 7:51 am
Possible reserve? Nahhhh...
Reseerrrrvvveeeeeee :D
Username ;; Honu
Name ;; Matrix Nada. I originally chos ehis name for two main reasons- the only reason, actually. And it's extremely odd how the two are linked.
So here I was, borwsing Google Translate for a decent name. Searching up all these different things when I come upon...something. I've already narrowed it down to three English names- Rise Against, Fiht Back or Rebellion. I go to Basque, my friend's favorite language, and lo and behold...
Rebellion pops up.
With a name.
Not just a name.
The perfect name.
………
It's Matxinada.
Naturally, when I first see the 'matx' part, I think, 'Matrix'. Leaving 'nada'. Which actually makes perfect sense. Because nada is nothing.
...So his name means 'Matrix? Nothing'.
Secret ;;
Oh, so you want to hear a secret, do you? Well, I'm Matrix, but I prefer the name Skri {SKREE}. But you said you wanted a secret? Fine. Come very close, lie very still, and I will tell you my secret.
We were brutal- ruthless, merciless kilking machines. We were hellish...we were demons.
My secret, listener? Are you listening closely? Good, I will tell you, then.
Because of my black jewel, strongest of strong, I felt powerful. I felt like I belonged somewhere. So we ganged up. Fierce, destructive black jewels, all 6 of us. We hid out, silent devils lying in wait at the mouth of a cave system we all knew very well. I remember everything from that horrid place...the stench of blood, of despair, of smoke and flames; the terrified looks in every imprisoned jewel's eyes; the mournful, lonely cries, begging for their freedom. It was horrible, but for me, it was just a life- I was an ordinary black jewel, encapturing and imprisoning, never even realizing it was wrong. Then one day, we stumbled upon a protective
mother, also surprisingly a black jewel, with 2 young'uns. We tried to take all 3 back, and that was when I realized everything we had done and the horribleness of it all...I helped the mother escape- oh, what a fighter she was!- and then I left them too...except for one critical thing. I had left the gang, and I had disobeyed them; the only way they could think of to retaliate as I left was to attack me. A red jewel assisted them, and I escaped with absolutely miserable burns, that were fortunately healed by my friend, a brown jewel, several days later.
But never listener, never will I forget the days spent innthe dank and hazy caves.
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Honu on Thu Aug 15, 2013 11:43 pm, edited 2 times in total.
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