by SodapopQueen » Tue May 07, 2013 1:30 pm
Username: SodapopQueen
Daku name: Elmendorf "Ellie"
Gender: Male
Personality: Elmendorf, while serves humankind willingly, is less than affectionate towards them. He believes he is above them, and that his "stooping down" to clean up their bad dreams is something to be heavily rewarded. Ellie is used to the high life living off the offerings given to him by humans. Anything below top notch will put this Daku in a bad mood.
Among his own kind, Ellie is still rather callous, but at least he sees fellow Dakus as equal beings to himself. He's also noticeably more well-tempered around female Dakus. Not by any means a ladies' man, Ellie at least tries to impress the females and win a few points.
Story:
"Mama, I don't like it."
Elmendorf looked up from his place sprawled across his pitiful excuse of a bed--a flattened cardboard box--at the small, sickly human child peering at him over the edge of her bed sheet. Her pale eyes in her pale face gawked at him as if he was the only thing in the room that looked ghastly.
"I know, sweetie, but the nice doggie will keep your bad dreams away," the human mother said, tucking her child in. Elmendorf felt his lip curl. He was not a dog.
The mother lowered the electric lights and slipped out of the room. Ellie squirmed on his "bed" in attempt to get comfortable. These people had no idea how to treat one of his kind. He should have realized; this family was paler than the usual type of humans he served. They talked differently, too. But a storm was coming and Ellie needed a place to stay. At least this house had heating.
He couldn't take the cardboard anymore. He got up and started pacing the room. The child started wheezing nervously and watched as Elmendorf went back and forth not far from the foot of her bed. Good, he thought. The more nightmares, the better.
The first of the rain was pattering against the roof when the child finally fell asleep. Ellie's pacing had probably delayed it, but how else could he be sure he got nightmares? Children were fickle, sticky creatures. For all he knew, he could have tolerated that cardboard mat on the floor for nothing.
A flash and a wirrring sound brought him out of his reverie. The orb floating between Elmendorf's ears had come to life with a vengeance. Nightmares. He could smell them now, invisible prey. Just a dimension over. This sent Ellie's orb into such a tizzy he was surprised it didn't shatter. If orbs could shatter.
In a heave of nightmare-hunting muscle, Elmendorf leapt onto the bed. He looked down at the sickly human child, her pasty face scrunched up with bad dreams. He felt a squirming in his guts and knew what was coming. This was the worst part. For a second and a half Ellie felt like he was being squeezed through a hole the size of a pinhead and stretched around the world at the same time. And then he was in the nightmare.
Looming over him, a thousand feet tall, was himself. Elmendorf tilted his head. He knew the humans thought his kind was ugly, but come on. He did not look like some deformed Shar Pei dog. How insulting.
In the dimension-wide distance a boom sounded and gigantic Shar Pei Elmendorf morphed into a bolt of searing white light that came crashing down on Ellie. But he was no inexperienced hunter, Elmendorf knew the plasticity of nightmares, easily molded by fear. Whirling with power and grace unbecoming to such an odd-looking creature, Elmendorf dodged the lightning bolt as it smashed into the formless ground. It pooled in molten light and slowly rose... forming a--a clown?
"You've got to be kidding me." Ellie was serving a child afraid of clowns? Next the Easter Bunny would be throwing pink eggs at his head.
The clown gave a maniacal guffaw and ran at Elmendorf with gloved hands outstretched. Ellie's outward hooked teeth dug into the stinking palm of the clown and he yanked, unbalancing the insidiously goofy-looking beast. After it was down, Ellie made quick work of the nightmare. Clowns weren't known for their fighting abilities.
One gut-wrenching ride back to Elmendorf's dimension later, the Daku curled up on the bedroom floor. The hunt had worn him out, but Elmendorf was filled with the strength that came from defeating nightmares. He felt his eyelids droop, and Ellie fell asleep to the crash bang of the thunderstorm outside.
