Daydream
[b]Boo.[/b]
- 702
- Posts
- 14
- Years
- Age 30
- That thar Kingdom. The United one.
- Seen Jul 2, 2020
Prologue
For the fifth time, Arres readjusted the laurel resting atop his head, the thin rigid crown of Hondew leaves was irritating the portion of his head that was left bare as it sloped downward to make his forehead. He silently cursed Katacus, yes, do go as an ancient emperor the subjects will find it most amusing, Arres should have known that in matters like these the creature would humbly subject to any suggestion he had made; considering such matters superficial and beneath his position. Arres straightened the rumples that had gathered around the bottom of the garment and sat back up in his chair. If his expression hadn't been one of accepting boredom, the simian being would have been far more imposing. A lean, dark brown furred Slaking with longer than average lower canines protruding from his lower lip, Arres could be a terrifying sight and when angered many a lesser being would run from him.
Sighting his advisor making an eventual entrance Arres called out, "Katacus? I request your company," Katacus having already been making his way towards the throne inclined his head at quickened his pace, "Where have you been? You were expected a quarter curl of the petal ago."
"Your highness, there was a problem with some of our workers," Katacus stated,his voice dropping in an undertone "I assume you know which ones?"
Arres sighed, it had been getting worse lately. He eyed his trusted advisor with a look of great irritation, that seemed to express a thought he was rapidly tiring of; and you still cannot deal with it? Katacus waited for a verbal response from the king who continued to watch him in a weary, frustrated manner. The advisor's appearance was much diminished by the whimsical costume he had chosen, a pointy hat with a long flowing robe. On other Ampharos it would have made for an amusing gait but Katacus was pure white, an albino, and often bore a solemn expression.
"Find my son, and bring him with us. He needs to break away from his mother's protective shield and learn some harsh realities."
"Are you certain? The boy is still young it-" the Ampharos began to testify.
"I do not ask for your council on this, Katacus," the king harshly interjected, " And he is no younger than I was."
"Very well, your majesty."
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"Katacus, where are we going? I'd rather not leave the party for too long, I was having such-"
"Sawl, your father wishes to address you on important matters, those which you will most likely inherit when you take your role as king."
The young Vigoroth gazed ahead, dreamily content, it was clear he relished the idea of power and would be a king after his own father's heart. Katacus lead him to a small chamber that was poorly furnished; a straw sleeping palette in the right corner, a poorly constructed, wooden chair and table stood adjacent to the left wall and the dank, earthy smell of a ground type clung to the air. Sawl sniffed the air indignantly and turned his gaze upon the almost spectral form that Katacus had become in the dark, "Where is my father?"
"He shall not be long," the Ampharos explained, "But there is something he would like me to tell you about, a story if you will," Katacus stopped a moment noticing the prince's huffy face, " Not a bedtime story I am afraid. Now, I'm sure you know a lot of the main history of our people, but what I have to tell you is not something ordinary citizens know. Now, there are some tasks a pokémon simply does not have the… Dexterity to do. Which is why we keep a group of workers to do some… Of our tasks," the older male took a moment's pause to gauge the prince's expression. Like his father he was never one to express shock or surprise, for they considered it a sign of weakness, "No if we hadn't… Helped this race they could have gained some sort of primitive intelligence and sought to attack us," Katacus paused he found it difficult to tell a tale he didn't fully believe, these… Animals could never be more intelligent than a common pidgey, " So we took control of them… Made them a more… Manageable number," at this point the King entered behind his son, Katacus gave a small inclination of his head before continuing , "And to this day we monitor their breeding and use them as a… Workforce. Otherwise they would have no other reason to be," the advisor concluded.
Arres tapped his son on the shoulder and silently motioned for him to follow. He was lead into what appeared to be a dungeon of sorts. Sawl stared with somewhat distaste at the creatures he found in the cells. The were hairless, skin a pale, pink-tinged colour, apart from shaggy masses atop their heads, thin and gangly bodies that looked about ready to snap. They were segregated into groups, of what appeared to be sexes; the females having even more slender and delicate bodies and the males with a stockier build.
Father and son reached an end cell, somewhat smaller that the rest, the Slaking inserted a wrought iron key into the door and pulled it open. A male and female of the creatures were inside, embracing one another, thin arms looping around the others back. Sawl wondered what significance it could have for beings such as these but didn't have time to make a guess before his father grabbed the female.
Arres raised a glowing fist. It connected with the creature's skull. A sickening crunch. The male screamed. "Do the same."
Sawl knew better than to question his father, and what were these animals but pathetic beasts of burden?
The Vigoroth's claw began to glow white.
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My brain made me do it. >.> I swear, I took no part in it!
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