Posted by Failed Empowered character of Nepenthe/Criseinur on April 18, 2000 at 19:37:35:
OK, this was for a LE healer of Nepenthe. Any suggestions on how to correct what must have been a screwed up, bad, shitty, and worthless role/desc are more than welcome as I honestly really don't know what was so wrong with it. I'm no award-winning writer, but I though I put enough effort into it. I guess not, though. DESC: “143” Prominently tattooed upon a bald, pallid head, this number is the most striking feature of this 5’ 8” man. On what would otherwise be a handsome face, reptile with a strong, square jaw and a strong, energetic countenance, black, sunken eyes that have receded deeply into their sockets inspire fear and open a portal to a dark, angry mind. Unnaturally pale and ashy skin conjure up images of a fresh zombie, hungry for fresh life to feed upon. Wincing in the light, he nonetheless seems quite content to simply walk unconstrained, with every step and movement a new, enrapturing experience. Unadorned black clothing, well made but exceptional only in their austerity appear to be the robes of a simple, petty, and unimportant monk, causing others to discount and ignore this insignificant creature. ROLE: Subject: #143 Subject #143 is a 6-year-old male, with black hair, black eyes and exhibits the high constitution and spirit indicative of farm raised children and will thusly prove more difficult to break. His village of origin if Ofcol (cross/ref raid #16 for current yr.) and was taken with little struggle from a local widow. An insignificant trinket was found to be on the subjets’ person and the subject was allowed to keep it as unrequited hope in a non-existent salvation is found to be especially useful in facilitating the transition to the requite hopelessness necessitated in Afskyelige. Standard light/sleep/food deprivations shall commence immediately upon internment of all subjects in The Hall of Testing. Subject: #143 Intriguing developments have occurred in the development of the subject’s current mental state as he has organized a small survival society among his peers, sharing food, mutual defense against cannibalism, ect. What was rather interesting was the fact that said subject is NOT one of the larger or stronger subjects, but seemed to have the most organized and developed mind. One could say the current status of this particular herd, is a microcasim of societal development in reaction to limited resources. Yes, the evolutionary, animalistic desire to survive remains, but is checked by an understanding of the strength in numbers. To see this with such a young age group is unusual. Permission was requested, and duly granted, to relax the regimen of deprivation to observe the Herd’s reaction. Subject: #143 While one of the guards was sliding the daily rations through the Portal of Life, he found his arms seized and was ordered to surrender the keys. Despite his refusal to do so, and decapitation of the right arm, he was subsequently executed for gross negligence. Though food intake had not exceeded 10% of normal starvation rations, the involved subjects were unusually strong. The reason for this was discovered as Subject #143 had developed spontaneous clerical powers, though to have only existed in the earliest days of societal and religious evolution. Apparently a small cult has sprung up around a small crown trinket that the subject had been allowed to keep, thought to have been given to him by his mother. This seems to have been the source of his faith and extra food. To salvage this Herd, subject #143 was removed and enrolled into the Jaette academy, where his skills may be of use to the Shaman’s guild. Upon his removal, the remaining 42 subjects reverted to the standard reaction of hopelessness and will serve well as flesh for the Afskyelige. Subject: #143 (REDEEMED) Upon re-adjustment to “normal” existence, subject #143 has demonstrated exceptional aptitude in the academy training, with the physical requirements paling next to what he had endured as an Afskyelige. Showing exceptional dedication and desire to thrive physically and survival, has been the hallmark of this subject’s personality as he continues to hide food, sleep with one eye open, ect. However, due to his several years of brushing with death, a small irreverent streak has developed in this candidate, as punishment seems to have little effect on one who was resigned to death, and has nothing to loose. Responding to criticism of his refusal to enter the Shaman’s guild and his desire to enter the Healer’s instead was met with the following comment: “Good commanders talk about tactics, brilliant ones talk about logistics. What damn good is a soldier if he is not clothed and fed? Not only that but we, greedy fucks that we are, are in this for ourselves, right? Don’t gimme that shit about the greater glory of Udguarrd! A healer can control more people by keeping them alive, then a shaman can by threatening to kill one!” Upon graduation, subject was given to the custody of the head Chaplain of the Afskyelige temple, in hope that some usefulness can be gleamed from what is, admittedly, en exceptional and disciplined soldier. PRIVATE DAIRY I never thought I’d ever feel pride and love for anyone, save myself. When I first saw this boy, I just brushed him off as just another little shit that we had to break for his Lordship’s amusement. Yes, amusement, as there’s no fucking reason to have these sick little bastards doing what grown men could do better. But then, I saw him grow. Actually grow! Normally the weak ones just whimper like sheep until they die, or get eaten, and the strong ones just survive until their soul’s gone, but this one actually SURVIVED and grew! In some sick twist of fate, my brutality and harshness actually nurtured someone? What the fuck is that shit? Over time, I had pride to watch him live, when he fought off attempts of sodomy, cannibalism, I was impressed with his spirit. Dammit, a part of me even felt sympathy, burn me for it. I even allowed more food to be given to his herd in hope of just keeping him alive a little while longer. But the faith he had, spontaneous clerical abilities? Now I had an excuse to free him. I’ve never let up on him or even smiled at him, but I hope he does well. When I gave him a name, he actually smiled at me for which I had to strike him but he continued to do so, as if knowing what I really felt why. I never thought I’d leave a legacy. With this one, I have. JOURNAL ENTRY Father gave me this book and told me to write words in it. Words like how I feel and the stuff that happens to me. I will do it. I feel weird as what is the point to writing what I already know? The sun is bright and hurts my eyes. I see many weird a new things and wonder how they can be used so I never get hurt again. I know little. I need to know much.
Afskyelige Herd: #47 (198/200)
Topic: Initial appraisal
Afskyelige Herd: #47 (75/200)
Topic: Unexpected developments
Afskyelige Herd: #47 (43/200)
Topic: Escape attempt
Jaette academy class: #125
Topic: Final graduation.
Asmodai Indelmoor, Lord Chaplain