Name: Amaerie
Gender: female
Relationships? (1000 word maximum/300 word minimum):
Scowling, the tall female viscet snapped at the bone covered male sitting
across from her. "For once, could you just actually think of a
good idea instead of blurting out tons of bad ones?" The
male scowled. "Just because you are of a higher rank than me
doesn't mean you may speak to me like that." Amaerie rose,
furious. "Actually, yes! Yes it does! Now shut up Bane, we've
already established that all of your ideas are trash." Bane's jaw
dropped in shock. "H-how DARE you!" He also rose, matching the
female viscet's movements. Amaerie tilted her head upwards,
glaring at Bane. As he advanced, she crouched down, ready for
a fight. "Maybe if you weren't so stupid, I wouldn't of insulted
you!"
"Well, maybe if you weren't so bossy, I wouldn't of wanted to
fight you!"
They continued to hurl verbal insults at each other from across
the room, much to the amusement of the other gods. This was
a routine by now, and happened at every single council meeting.
Amaerie would insult Bane, Bane would get mad, Amaerie
wouldn't back down, and so on. However, although they
threatened to, both Gods never actually physically fought together.
The other gods found it hilarious to listen to their empty threats
over and over again, because they all knew that nothing would
ever actually happen between them. It was just a continuous
dance of sharp words and blunt insults.
"If you actually had good ideas," Amaerie started, "maybe I
wouldn't-"
"SILENCE!" High King Cien roared, interrupting the two. The
room was dead silent, only filled with the deafening sound of
Cien's annoyance. He huffed, glaring at both of them. "Would
you to stop bickering like children for ONE second?"
"We don't bicker like childre-" They both started up, indignant.
"Yes you do." Cien quickly shut them down, raising his eyebrows.
Bane stared at the floor, while Amaerie rubbed the back of her
neck in shame. "Please, I'm BEGGING you, no more of this. Take
your fighting elsewhere, someplace that ISN'T the Gods council
meeting."
Mumbling, Bane and Amaerie spoke in unison. "Yes sir." They
trudged out of the council room together, feeling the eyes of all
of the other gods on their backs. They stared at the floor, then
stepped outside.
Cien sighed in relief, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Okay, now
where were we? Ah yes, we were discussing the casualtie-"
"You see? That's what happens when you say stupid things!"
"Oh, so this is my fault now!"
"Yes it's your fault! You were the one that..."
Cien groaned as the two viscets resumed their bickering, now
outside the council room. The orange and black viscet covered his
face with his hands in agony.
"You've gotta be kidding me."
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Extras: [animated art piece by me]
Gender: female
Relationships? (1000 word maximum/300 word minimum):
Scowling, the tall female viscet snapped at the bone covered male sitting
across from her. "For once, could you just actually think of a
good idea instead of blurting out tons of bad ones?" The
male scowled. "Just because you are of a higher rank than me
doesn't mean you may speak to me like that." Amaerie rose,
furious. "Actually, yes! Yes it does! Now shut up Bane, we've
already established that all of your ideas are trash." Bane's jaw
dropped in shock. "H-how DARE you!" He also rose, matching the
female viscet's movements. Amaerie tilted her head upwards,
glaring at Bane. As he advanced, she crouched down, ready for
a fight. "Maybe if you weren't so stupid, I wouldn't of insulted
you!"
"Well, maybe if you weren't so bossy, I wouldn't of wanted to
fight you!"
They continued to hurl verbal insults at each other from across
the room, much to the amusement of the other gods. This was
a routine by now, and happened at every single council meeting.
Amaerie would insult Bane, Bane would get mad, Amaerie
wouldn't back down, and so on. However, although they
threatened to, both Gods never actually physically fought together.
The other gods found it hilarious to listen to their empty threats
over and over again, because they all knew that nothing would
ever actually happen between them. It was just a continuous
dance of sharp words and blunt insults.
"If you actually had good ideas," Amaerie started, "maybe I
wouldn't-"
"SILENCE!" High King Cien roared, interrupting the two. The
room was dead silent, only filled with the deafening sound of
Cien's annoyance. He huffed, glaring at both of them. "Would
you to stop bickering like children for ONE second?"
"We don't bicker like childre-" They both started up, indignant.
"Yes you do." Cien quickly shut them down, raising his eyebrows.
Bane stared at the floor, while Amaerie rubbed the back of her
neck in shame. "Please, I'm BEGGING you, no more of this. Take
your fighting elsewhere, someplace that ISN'T the Gods council
meeting."
Mumbling, Bane and Amaerie spoke in unison. "Yes sir." They
trudged out of the council room together, feeling the eyes of all
of the other gods on their backs. They stared at the floor, then
stepped outside.
Cien sighed in relief, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Okay, now
where were we? Ah yes, we were discussing the casualtie-"
"You see? That's what happens when you say stupid things!"
"Oh, so this is my fault now!"
"Yes it's your fault! You were the one that..."
Cien groaned as the two viscets resumed their bickering, now
outside the council room. The orange and black viscet covered his
face with his hands in agony.
"You've gotta be kidding me."
[456/1000]
Extras: [animated art piece by me]
