Post by Megaera Breed on Aug 9, 2011 15:47:37 GMT -5
Hakuna Matata, What a wonderful phrase
Hakuna Matata, Ain't no passin' craze...
Hakuna Matata, Ain't no passin' craze...
<<Narrated>>Megaera Queen Breed. Sixteen years old. Daughter of the roman god, Vulcan. Red hair. Long scar over right eyelid down to her lower cheek. Creepy, golden mechanical eyes. Yup, that was me. My perfect life as a popular girl vanished when I found out I was a Demi-god. Yeah, I wish. Where I had lived, there was no such thing as perfect... Only because we all were to outsiders. Beautiful, smart, talented... That all meant nothing to everyone but me. I had wanted to see the world. But, that was a big no-no from my parents. Or, mother and stepfather I should say. They were so absorbed in their over-intelligent and over-informative lives that they believed the outsiders were imbeciles. That they were savages. That was, until I had ran away to America. Their inventions are good for some things at least, and their Fighter jets did just the trick. Got ne right to America from Greece in under thirty minutes. That was before I found camp. Now, I'm a fugitive among foolish half mortals who think they can outsmart and outfight me. Hah, I'd like to see them try...
Megaera was resting on her steampunk, circle couch in the center of the room. She had her legs crossed and resting on a matching steampunk foot rest. With her long red hair done perfectly and her eyes shut, but she could still see.
The story behind her eyes: She was born without eyes in her sockets. Technology where she had grown up, a secret town called Nocte in Greece, was so advanced, they were able to create artificial eyes for her. The small machines were hooked up to her brain so that they would work, and they ended working perfectly. More than perfect dare I say. She is able to zoom in and out to see at different distances, can transfer the view from the eyes to any functional viewing device, and can adapt to any level of light in milliseconds.
The cabin, Vulcan cabin, was designed by her. Being the only one there had it's perks, afterall.
She knew people would want to come see her, so she enjoyed her relaxation an peace. Even though she was just resting, he had on her golden spaulder and rerebrace on he right side. The only thing missing was her "cape" as people called it, and her golden blaster that would appear over her right hand. She was, however, holding her giant, blood-red sword across her lower chest and stomach with it's metals and leather hilt held by her left hand.
The last thing she did before she heard the knock on the cabin door was open her eyelids. Her eyes were golden, and where it would normally be white was a dark grey with little grooves showing how they were put together. After opening her eyes, she opened her mouth and let out slight clicks too quiet for any normal person or demigod to hear, and from the back of the room came a giant creature that appeared to be a cross between a bat and a wyvern, and was about the same height of a full grown man, with a wingspan of almost the length of the center room. It shrieked, and bounded toward the door.
<<Narrated>> Cerebro. That was my Chiropter's name. It suited him well. Cerebro was a Chiroptera Draconis; A giant, ancient breed of Bat. This Chitoper breed was believed to be the missing link between Wyverns, Dragons, and Bats of all kinds. They were extremely intelligent, smarter than the average person with a physics Ph.D. But Cerebro, he had a higher intelligence. His IQ was 378, the average if his kind is between 240 and 300. That's why I named him Cerebro. Spanish for Brain, mastermind. But, the only problem with that was, with his intel, came an over-protective nature for me. He had attacked my... lover when he came for a surprise visit. Cerebro had killed him, and I had obtained my scar trying to stop the ancient beast. Smooth. Real Smooth. That was a huge incident that wasn't really in my favour. Relationship-wise.
It means no worries, for the rest of your days
It's our problem free philosophy, Hakuna Matata...
It's our problem free philosophy, Hakuna Matata...
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