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Post by Ladelle Cosmosis on Jan 12, 2008 20:37:06 GMT -2
Tending to work again, he had something new to do this time: help the residences of Ladelle. Maybe, just maybe, he could still be a God of Light sometimes, maybe the Darkness wouldn't always take over him. Without any other way to help all of this wonderful world, being too conflicted within himself, he decided he'd do what little he could. Flying around in the light sky, the Lollio God was nearly unseen. Currently, his pelt was almost near pure white, the lightest it had been in a good while. Slung around his neck was a leather pouch made small clinking sounds as he tumbled across the sky on his feathery wings. This looked like a good place to start... Azac dove down a little closer to the ground. As he flew over the town, he tossed the contents of his pouch through the air, all left to glitter as they caught the light of the sun and scattered across the ground. Maybe, just maybe, this would help a few... [[ That's right, Azac is tossing Skor around the town to help people. The first three to roleplay in here will gain a random amount of Skor. In this case, you are allowed to roleplay here even if you are 'stuck' in another roleplay. Just make sure to post around here five times before heading out.]]
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Post by FireHeart on Jan 12, 2008 20:59:36 GMT -2
"Oh, it's so nice to finally get out and about, Re!" A Lollia said, smiling as she fluttered her wings. The purple Lollio next to her chuckled as he said, "Yes... I'm glad we finally got to get out of the house, Sala. Mother and Father are always so nice to us, but..." "...but sometimes we just need to get out and about, right?" Salacia said to her brother. They looked up to the skies, admiring the clouds. "It's always nice to get away from Keta and A'unia from time to time as well, y'know?" She said. Re laughed. "Indeed it is." He said.
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Post by Terri on Jan 12, 2008 22:37:50 GMT -2
The Grape Ootle that wandered into the are was nameless. In fact, she was even ownerless. She was bent, however, on being taken in by Vinya. The particular trainer was new to this land, the Ootle knew, and was reluctant to take in more pets than she could handle. However, the small creature didn't care. She wanted a good home, and Vinya's habitat seemed like it would provide just that. Which brings us to why she's here. Skor would be falling from the sky, hmm? Well, she'd get some. She'd find some. She'd take it to Vinya. Surely the human would take her in then. She shuffled along the ground, peering curiously around her. She'd seen the coins fall, she'd seen the reflection the sun had off their surfaces. She knew the Skor would have landed somewhere around here...
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Post by Draizie-cake on Jan 12, 2008 22:41:29 GMT -2
A falling piece of skor landed on the Lollia Priestess's head, and instantly there was only one being that came to her mind. The God of Mischief was usually around her, and if she wasn't stopping him from doing something he was either pranking her or some innocent creature. "Chrno!!!" she exclaimed, ears twitching. No reply came. Usually Chrno would own up to the troubles he caused, but why wasn't he doing so now. Rosette let out a small sigh. "Well... I guess it really wasn't him..."
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Post by ToxicShadow on Jan 12, 2008 23:03:47 GMT -2
An empty bag. He'd tossed away all of the Skor onto the unsuspecting beings below. Then came a decision: should he go about leaving or spend a little time around the town? The choices, the choices. He hardly was ever able to get out while in such a pleasant mood, so maybe he should appear.
As Azac lowered down even further, he spotted four other creatures that had been going about their business during his tosses. Surely, they'd gain from his gift. His ears flicked, catching a female's voice calling out. Calling out the name of one of the other Gods. Mischief. Yes, that was correct. He shook his head. No, he wasn't mischief. Quite the opposite, at the very moment.
He landed down behind the Priestess, causing a wind to pick up from the beats of his wings. The folded back once his four paws were on the ground. He was quick to chuck the now empty pouch that was around his neck as he spoke, his voice oddly light and gentlemanly. "Sorry Miss. Those antics were my own. Are you unharmed?"
Fallen before the twin Lollies was a grand total sum of 22 Skor. Before the Ootle, 31 Skor made itself known. Last but not least, 34 Skor had appeared before the Priestess.
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Post by FireHeart on Jan 13, 2008 18:50:06 GMT -2
Sala and Re looked at the God in surprise. "Re, do you think...?" Sala asked, looking at the Lollio God in awe. Re shook his head. "No, Sala; it couldn't be him... Keta said his fur was black, remember? Or brown." He whispered. "No matter," Sala whispered back. She walked up to the God and bowed, her dual wings holding themselves close to her body. "Thank you, kind sir." She said, a smile tugging at her lips. Re shook his head. His sister had most interesting tactics, did she not?
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Post by Terri on Jan 13, 2008 20:54:06 GMT -2
The Ootle greedily scooped up the Skor, the scuffled around looking for a place to bury the money. She couldn't veyr well carry it all back in one trip, could she? It was more than a single Ootle could manage.
After a few moments of searching, she found a sizeable bush with some relatively soft soil beneath it. She began to dig, a slow and painful venture, until there was a hole big enough to stuff in all the Skor. When she'd done so, she covered the hole back up and was about to go inform Vinya of her discovery when she detected a few voice. Lollies, they sounded like. Yes, decidedly Lollies.
She scooted closer, eavesdropping. She stayed hidden behind the odd shrub or popsicle stand, taking care not to be noticed. Her eyes widened, however, when she caught sight of the alabaster Lolli. Ooooh, he looked cool. Maybe he had something important to say? The Ootle just sat there, listening intently. Perhaps this would satisfy her curiosity for a little while.
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Post by Draizie-cake on Feb 11, 2008 20:05:27 GMT -2
Rosette froze, unable to speak for a moment. Was this... the God of light? A blush passed under her thick blue fur, unable to be seen. "O-Oh I'm quite alright." she finally managed to stammer out. Why was she so fluttered? Seeing a god shouldn't upset her so. After all, had she not been around Chrno many times now? Still... she hadn't ever seen any of the other gods.
She forced herself into a short, small bow. "Sorry for calling you by that wretched little demon's name. I can see that your intention wasn't to harm anyone at all." Demon... She always called Chrno that. Of course he sorta was, what with all the trouble he caused for others.
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Post by ToxicShadow on Feb 12, 2008 1:48:18 GMT -2
Azac smiled to Rosette in good humor, at her calling the God of Mischief a demon. In some senses, that accusation wasn't too far from many of the Lolli Gods. Often said, Odel looked exactly like a walking demon, horns, pointed tail and all. Then, Azac personally viewed the Darkness that rested within himself much like a demon as well. What else could it be called when it tried to consume his body as it did? It was trying to take over his body, to his dismay, interfering with his goals as a God of Light. "No harm done." She had made an honest mistake. "I'm pleased to see such, like wise." He wouldn't have been very happy with himself if he had accidentally injured her.
Soon, his teal hued eyes shifted to the dual-winged twins. Specifically to Sala, who had greeted him. "There no reason for either of you to bow to me." Both Rosette and Sala had bowed; they didn't have to. In fact, in return, the Lollio God lowered his own head in a respectful bow to them all. "It's a pleasure to meet your acquaintances, Rosette, Salacia, Re'elmorin. Two of you, once again." The twins were probably to young to recall, but he was known for working alongside Toxic. He'd been around when the two were young. Then again, all the Gods had been around for ages, so that wasn't anything to be surprised about. As for why he knew the other female's name, well, she was the first deemed worthy of becoming a priestess. From what he understood, however, she still had to undergo her training.
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Post by FireHeart on Feb 14, 2008 22:28:45 GMT -2
Sala smiled; she had indeed just barely remembered the God from her Lolli-pup days. "If you insist that we need not bow, then who are we to argue you?" She said, letting her wings settle themselves into place. Re'elmorin chuckled as he said, "It is an honor to see you again, although my sister and I just barely remember you. Yes, we remember you and your companion-of-sorts from our days in the Nursery." He said. Sala chuckled. "You're babbling, Re." She teased. Re shook his head and took to the skies. "I'll be seeing you, Sala. Have fun!" He said.
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Post by Terri on Mar 15, 2008 15:38:35 GMT -2
The little Ootle continued to sit silently, observing, though occasionally her eyes would widen at an interesting comment made by one of the Lollies. She wondered with mild interest why the big white one was getting so much attention -- in her eyes, they were all equally interesting, with pelts and shapes that intrigued her when compared with her own dull, flat round shell.
In any case, she held her cover, listening contentedly to the conversation while keeping a safe, comfortable distance from the other creatures.
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Post by Draizie-cake on May 10, 2008 21:01:18 GMT -2
(Wow. Long wait. @_@ You guys should've poked me.)
Rossette's ears gave a small flick, hearing the Lollio God speak her name. Then it struck her that being a god he'd probably know such things, so she let it slide. No use in making a scene over someone knowing your name without you having to tell them. That would just be pathetic.
Her eyes shifted over to Sala and she gave a soft smile. "Looks like I'm not the only one that decided to have a little chat. It's nice to meet you.. Sala? My name's Rosette."
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Post by ToxicShadow on May 21, 2008 1:51:35 GMT -2
One of the God's long, slender ears flicked, as Re'elmorin suddenly announced his leave. "I suppose I'll be seeing you." Were his last words. Rather or not Re ever laid eyes on Azac again, didn't have effect on rather or not Azac would see him again. Out of all the Gods, being one who remembered everything, he made the attempt to still keep to his duties. In all reality, this world was still very young, needed support. "It's very nice to know that I've been remembered at all. Can't say that many think of me in a good light, any longer." Internally, he laughed bitterly at the truthful, yet ironic, comment he made.
As it was only polite, he didn't interrupt as the females got acquainted with one another. But, instead, turned his gaze elsewhere. "Why don't you join us?" Seeming, his kind words were directed at the air, no one else there to hear them. However, he held the suspicion of being watched.
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Post by FireHeart on Jun 21, 2008 14:17:35 GMT -2
Sala tilted her head as the Priestess approached her. "Yes, my name's Sala. Actually, it's Salacia, but people call me Sala for short." She said, smiling. "So... you are a Priestess? Or... you'll be one?" She asked. She remembered hearing from the other Lollio at her home that the training had not yet begun, so they could not become Priests or Priestesses until the training began.
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Post by Draizie-cake on Jun 21, 2008 23:19:37 GMT -2
A small blush spread over her face for some reason, moving a paw to rub the back of her head. "Yeah... That's what I plan to do... but I'm still not sure which God I could like to serve under." Her eyes slid over to look over at Azac. Maybe... she would decide to follow his path? Sure, he was the God of darkness as well... but right now he seemed so kind. "It's going to be a rather tough choice for me..."
Her ears then gave a small flick, picking up on the Lollio God's words. Join us? Who was he talking to? Her eyes darted about, trying to catch sight of anyone else that might have been around. She didn't blurt anything out though, knowing it'd be rude to interrupt when he'd gone out of his way not to interrupt her talk with Sala.
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