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| Artist | Alkene [gallery] |
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by Alkene » Mon Mar 10, 2014 11:33 am
by Koryu » Tue Mar 11, 2014 5:08 am
✘A name, sharp as his inevitably deceiving personality.
✘Not quite the dull sword after all.
Dagger is a boy, suiting none the less.
Personality wise, hes not the nicest of musos.
He is deceptive, foggy minded and quite rude to be honest.
He doesnt make a good friend, and he lies about almost anything. He enjoys hunting for helpless prey,
and exploring fruitful villages finding ways to ransack them.
He's never had a human, despite the fact that Musokas exist solely for their human counterparts.
He has never seen the point of it. He avoids contact with most other musokas unless he is challenged to a fight, as he prefers to sit, relax, and feast on liver.
As im sure you could have gathered he is rather...
Cold hearted.
Quiet days are more of his thing, but Dagger had heard of treasure.
Of course, he detested how much it made him seem almost like a pirate that he was always out treasure hunting, but how else was he supposed to bribe villagers into handing over their children..?
Of course, he himself had no need for gold, and ruby's, but the humans sure did, and that was reason enough.
So one cold, sort of blustery afternoon, he went for a dive. He was searching for the treasure from the wreckage of a recent boat that crashed, called the Mordra, which had been a top class cruise ship for an all boys boarding school.
He swam, flicking his tail through the water and allowing his dorsal fin to kiss the waves above as the wind picked up.
The water was a deep grey, and the currents were strong by the time he saw the first glint of a diamond.
He dove, a devious smile stretching his face as he approached, more glints and glimmers coming into his field of vision.
He was tucking gold and diamonds into a small burlap pouch he kept strapped to his side when he felt a pinch and a bit of a tug on his fin. Turning, he saw a large shadow up above, washing in the waves and pulling him along die to the rope that now seemed to be attached to him.
Fishers. They must have been looking for the wreckage too and wanted to get whatever was down here out of the way.
Dagger pulled at the string, trying as hard as he could to swim back the way he came, but he was reeled closer to the boat with each hopeless paddle of his paws.
A net was thrown down into the water, tangling him helplessly. He gurgled as he sucked in water in a panic, thinking "I'm being attacked... Worthless...HUMANS!!!!".
He jumped from the water, clawing at the side of the boat angrily, the hook slightly tearing at him as the net attempted to weigh him down. The humans, afraid of what they had dragged up from the deep, decided to cut the net. Screaming frantically as the waves smashed against the boat threatening to push Dagger up onto the deck.
As quickly as it had began, the net was cut along with the fishing line and the boat had no choice but to let the waves push it as far away from the creature that left claw and bite marks in the side of their boat. The creature they will write story's about in old fairy tale books. A creature that they had mistaken for a simple large fish, in the way of their treasure.
Dagger, now tired, lazily swam under water back to the shallows, and then just let the waves push him the rest of the way to shore. He had done it. A few scars meant nothing to him, and the hook was now just a memento of his adventure. All that mattered to him was that he had treasure now, and could get food... Bribe the humans with their fears, promise to kill them if they don't sacrifice their children to him as food...
It was just another successful mission, in the day and life of the deceitful, deceiving, dangerous Dagger.
by Simonpet » Wed Mar 12, 2014 12:02 pm
by Alkene » Fri Mar 21, 2014 1:03 pm
by qraphic » Mon Mar 24, 2014 3:43 pm
Getting to know Taru wrote:Name: "Hello there. I am Taru."
Gender: "As you can see, i am a male of course."
Personality: "Im more of the strong and silent type. Im told to be very intelligent, as well as protecting towards those i love. I very much enjoy solitude, for i believe there is nothing better for the body and the mind than silence and rest."
Whats with the hooked fin, Taru?: "Hahaha… thats quite a story. Lets see…
The story behind the hook wrote:I was always a mischevious youthling. I spent most of time doing the craziest things with my friends. But one night, at about 1:00㏂, my best friend Lukas woke me. He said that him and the others were going down to Crag Cavern - a dangerous abandoned cave, covered in daggery crags and rocks. It was the most feared place of any Musoka - especially young ones such as myself. I was hesitant, but immaturely chose to sneak out with them.
As the cave came into sight, all of us felt chills. The pure water even felt scary, as it turned murky and gray. At that point, a few others backed out. They were too scared to even step foot into Crag Cavern. But even so, i was not one of them. I was idiotic, and continued into the cavern with Lukas and the rest of us who stayed.
It was easy for us to get injured, for the sharp rocks that Crag Cavern was known for stuck out at every corner. I was careless. I walked along the ground as if i knew what i was doing, when suddenly there was a sharp pain in my paw. I looked down, and my eyes were met with blood. Blood pouring from my paw like water from a waterfall. "L-lukas…" i stammered, starting to feel dizzy. I knew i was loosing a lot of blood and would probably black out at any second. "Lukas… Lukas… Lukas…!" And then i felt the ground slipping out from underneath me. I had lost my balance, and was quickly sinking. Sinking. Sinking.
I saw Lukas' blurred figure in my dreary vision, trying to keep my eyes open. "Taru! Taru, your paw!" He screeched. I could feel his muzzle prying at my stomach, trying to lift my bloodied body off of the seafloor. When he had finally lifted me with the help of a few others, he pulled, trying to swim as fast as he could towards the exit of the cave. But i only felt a slit in my back fin, and pain jolted through my entire body. "Lukas…" I mumbled, my vision starting to go black. "Im stuck…" With the small amount of strength i had left, i turned my head to see a hook in my fin. The fishing line was tangled up in one of the crags. It had probably gotten here from a fish that had been hooked, and swam through the cavern, where the hook got caught on the rock and was released from the fishes scaly body. Lukas just stared at me, tears pouring from his eyes, and i was convinced this would be the end.
Thats when Reed, Lukas' sister, sprinted up to me. She snapped the fishing line in her jaws, biting hard. Finally, after a countless effort, i heard a SNAP! and i was free - but only for the most part. I could tell by the pain that the hook was still in me, and had only embedded itself deeper. It wasnt coming out. I knew Lukas, Reed and the others realized this too, but they hurried me out of Crag Cavern nonetheless.
Its amazing that i survived that trauma. I was in horrible shape for almost a year, going through a rough recovery. Lukas always blamed himself for the mishap, no matter how many time i tried to tell him otherwise. Reed was finally able to talk some sense into him, thank god. I couldnt stand seeing him that way. None of us who were involved in that experience ever did anything disobedient again unless we had good reason, and we stayed as far away from Crag Cavern as we could. As much as i want to forget that night, the hook scarred into my fin is a constant reminder. But, even so, i live cautiously today, and that hook is the one thing i can thank for that. It reminds me also that things can be dangerous, and you have to be careful. Very careful."
by Alkene » Mon Mar 24, 2014 9:20 pm
by qraphic » Tue Mar 25, 2014 8:55 am
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