On Mon, Dec 1, 2014 at 6:42 PM, Jack Moore <[email protected]> wrote:
> [...] > > "If there are any gods out there, I ask you to relieve me." I looked up at > the stars. > "Please! I am begging you!" No response. > > The fact that I couldn't name any of them didn't help. > I know I've never acknowledged your existence, or even bothered to learn your names, but just ignore that and HELP ME!!! > > A mass of golden curls with a fat girl growing out of them plopped down > beside > me. > I can tell by your description that you hold this person in high esteem. > > "You've been avoiding me all day." I forced a grin. > > "What in the world gave you that idea…uh…" I seem to have forgotten > something. > Maybe the fact that it's true. > [...] > > You see this girl was…unique. Rather than being nobility, she came from a > wealthy merchant family. My father believed money would be power in the > future and > merchants would supplant the nobles. > > I suspect he's right. > It might take the better part of a millennium, but we need to get in on the ground floor. > > Unsurprisingly this lead to an arranged marriage to a girl I barely knew. > Somewhat more surprisingly, I did not know her name. > Why am I surprised. So far that seems par for the course. > [...] > > Well I couldn't refer to her as trollop, > Not with that attitude > > so instead I took to calling her by a pet > name. > > "Of course I'm not avoiding you Muffin." I said. "Why would I ever do > that?" > It's not like I hate you or anything. > > Muffin's eyes lit with joy. "I've just been busy with other things." > Like avoiding you. > > "Like what Jay-Ames?" I winced. At the time this girl had a way of > speaking > that made me despise my own name. I don't mind it now. > Certainly not avoiding you. > [...] > > "I'm excited Jay-Ames. What do you think the cursed people are like?" How > in > the world would I know, I'd never met them. > > "Not a clue." I said. "I don't want to meet one." > > "I bet they're fuzzy." Muffin said. "I've heard they're monsters. > > "They are monsters." I said. "They're not human anymore." > That's a pretty broad definition of monster. > [...] > > "I don't want to be here." I said. "I mean…I like being out of Isenport. I > even > wanna see this Keep! It's the cursed part; I am scared of cursed places. > Maybe that > makes me a fool, but I think the smart thing to do is avoid curses." > I see Nemo's particular brand of wisdom is finally rubbing off on you. > > "Is that all?" > > "Is that all!?" I cried. "To me it's plenty. I don't want to be out here, > especially > when I don't know why I'm here. I just know something's going to go wrong > for me." > Blatant foreshadowing. You've just doomed yourself, kid. > [...] > > "So where's your father?" Muffin asked. > > "In his tent with a serving girl." I said. "She's providing…moral support > to him." > The kind of moral support that can only be gained by corrupting the morals of society. > > "Maybe we should head too our tent then." Muffin grinned. My manhood > shriveled. > > "Thanks but I'm not feeling…up to it." I had three mistresses at home who > I > planned to remain loyal to. I would do this by not touching Muffin with a > glaive, much > less a part of my anatomy. > I imagine you'll have a very fulfilling marriage. > > "That's okay; we can sit here and talk." She leaned in closer to me as I > prayed to > gods I didn't believe in for a miracle. > Because there's no way appealing to unknown forces beyond your comprehension can turn out badly. > > Without warning it began raining. Sometimes the Divine can be quite kind. > See, now you're confined to your tent with Muffin. Good going narrator. > > March 3rd, 707 > > [...] > > "You are my legacy; you will have to be sharper than that." My father > sipped and > continued. "Why do we Ecclesia and Lothanasi priests on the pay?" > ^have > [...] > > "When you decide, I will give you my countenance." Nemo said. > > "My father pays you. You'll do what he says." > > "I'm sorry you believe that." Nemo crouched down. I stood. > Yeah, I thought we already established this. Nemo does whatever he feels like doing. > > "I need to…I need some time alone." > > "Your father will want to leave when he is done." Nemo said. "I can give > you an > hour delay, possibly two." I paused. > > "Why?" > > "We all need it sometimes James." Nemo said. "Have fun." > And don't die. > > "Thanks." > > AN: If any one sees this please say so > Sees what? __________________________________________________ WARNING: The preceding email contained scenes of extreme sarcasm and should not have been read by individuals of a sensitive disposition. -AlexSurikat
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