Fluffypuppy77
I is a raptor hat, moo
- Joined
- Jun 4, 2018
- Location
- Magic Tree House
"The Kings of the land bow only to us god. They want to make sure they dont get destroyed along with their people." A mighty voice told him a long time ago; when he was but a chick. "If we do not show our might as a god or a goddess they will hunt us down. "Though some still try, they are feeble." This was his father as he stood perched on the dial in the front of the room.
This chick was surrounded by many other chicks...some of them didn't look like him at all. Too many limbs, two head, different tails... His father was a god of sorts.... but he kept every gift that the creatures below sent to his kingdom. Most of the time it was woman... These chicks were father by him and many of the 'gifts' that resided in the lower parts of the house... in all stages of pregnancy as this 'god' kept his harem well stocked with new lives.
This set of chicks didn't stay long in this room as he sent them out in to a pit. "To take the throne, one must top." he told them and dropped child sized weapons in and sat back to watch. When the arena was littered in bodies and two wounded child remained; the 'god' spoke again. "Good enough." and a fluttered wrist had the remaining two children picked up and broken apart. One a female that he sent to his harem.... the other a male that was swept away and washed up.....
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"You summoned?" came a calm but fierce tone announced his arrival as the once chick stood before the 'god'- now ailing with age.
"Yes." and though he was not his once grand feathered self- this bird god stood up off his throne. "Begin yours." he ordered as he gestured to the muted woman that had been attending to him.
"No. Not with these." the voice spoke and was given a glare.
"Then conquer your own town and get your own."
A silent head lowered in a yes and the younger 'god' left the room.
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It only took a few days to get through a screening and the harpy, now hidden in a human disguise, was a soldier and was easily the better of this small group of humans...
The years flickered by to the beast and he had his own territory in this base camp, no partners and that was fine, he wasn't like his father. Two people knew his form... and they didnt dare try to do anything about it..
"Hunter." The word held a click, old remains of his true tongue as it was still hard to form this speech. Said soldier looked up from his desk. "We need more recruits... they keep jumping off the ledges." and the man nodded and went back to his papers..
This chick was surrounded by many other chicks...some of them didn't look like him at all. Too many limbs, two head, different tails... His father was a god of sorts.... but he kept every gift that the creatures below sent to his kingdom. Most of the time it was woman... These chicks were father by him and many of the 'gifts' that resided in the lower parts of the house... in all stages of pregnancy as this 'god' kept his harem well stocked with new lives.
This set of chicks didn't stay long in this room as he sent them out in to a pit. "To take the throne, one must top." he told them and dropped child sized weapons in and sat back to watch. When the arena was littered in bodies and two wounded child remained; the 'god' spoke again. "Good enough." and a fluttered wrist had the remaining two children picked up and broken apart. One a female that he sent to his harem.... the other a male that was swept away and washed up.....
-----
"You summoned?" came a calm but fierce tone announced his arrival as the once chick stood before the 'god'- now ailing with age.
"Yes." and though he was not his once grand feathered self- this bird god stood up off his throne. "Begin yours." he ordered as he gestured to the muted woman that had been attending to him.
"No. Not with these." the voice spoke and was given a glare.
"Then conquer your own town and get your own."
A silent head lowered in a yes and the younger 'god' left the room.
---
It only took a few days to get through a screening and the harpy, now hidden in a human disguise, was a soldier and was easily the better of this small group of humans...
The years flickered by to the beast and he had his own territory in this base camp, no partners and that was fine, he wasn't like his father. Two people knew his form... and they didnt dare try to do anything about it..
"Hunter." The word held a click, old remains of his true tongue as it was still hard to form this speech. Said soldier looked up from his desk. "We need more recruits... they keep jumping off the ledges." and the man nodded and went back to his papers..