Yuudai, Den's familiar (Private)
Wed Apr 24, 2013 6:25 pm
Denkiteki sat atop his cloud, though it was not truly a cloud. The construct Den stood upon, miles in the sky above his grand city in Sanctuary, merely looked like a cloud. It was perfectly solid, though comfortable to lie down on whenever Den felt tired.
Den’s legs hung off the edge, though Den possessed no fears of falling. Even if we did, he could simply control Sanctuary to stop falling, or even simulate flying. Den was the Lord and Master of Sanctuary, it was a realm created by his very chakra. It was a part of him, and followed his commands. He had used it to create his great city, the only city currentl in Sanctuary. He had made a few towns and villages, as well as farms so food could be grown, but the city was his grandest achievement. There was no crime here, despite having a population of more than a few million, and the city covering the ground as far as the eye could see.
Den was not content with this achievement, not because he thought it had all been worthless, but because it wasn’t very creative, it didn’t strike him as something he could truly be proud of. He as a god without imagination it would seem. He sighed, before disappearing in a white light. To the people below, a light would be seen near one of the clouds passing over the city, but they would not know it was their god leaving for a while.
Den would appear in another realm, disconnected form the one in which his city had been constructed. He pondered for awhile, wondering what he should create. He stood atop a flat grass land, extending all around him for an infinite distance. This realm was untouched, a fresh canvas for Den to do with as he willed. He sat in the tall grasses as he waited for inspiration to take a hold of him, the ground constantly changing around him, mountains being built, forests growing. Animals began to appear as thoughts passed through his head, he wanted to create something grand, noble, and powerful. A beast unlike that of the real world, that could be seen as fearsome by his enemies, and useful in combat.
The first thing that came to Den’s mind was his snakes, fast creatures with fangs that dripped with poison, if they managed to bite someone they proved to be deadly. However, they were not versatile, being a head and a tail made it difficult for them to do much other than bite and occasionally coil around a person. Den imagined a beast like a snake, however it had legs as well. It appeared to be a fierce lizard as the creature appeared in front of Den, unmoving and lifeless. The beast grew in size until it towered over Den, however he did not want it to be to large. An easy target was not something he wanted, but a large and powerful beast. He gave it sharp claws, and instead of simple fangs it had razor sharp teeth.
Realizing Den had simply created a giant lizard, he gave the thing wings. Now it was a dragon, though not like the ones he learned from mythology. These dragons were more ‘western’ four strong legs, and powerful wings that allowed it to fly. It wasn’t Den’s most original idea, but the fact that he created a dragon seemed fairly impressive to him. With a snap of his fingers, the eyes of the beats opened, and the first dragon of sanctuary was born.
The great black creature turned it’s head towards Den, intelligent golden eyes staring at him, “Hello, Denkiteki-sama.” the beast bowed it’s great neck to him in servitude, Den smiling as he placed his hand on the beast, “You are Ichiro, first born son. The first of the Dragons of Sanctuary.” And with that, the realm was suddenly filled with life. Dragons and other animals appeared, filing the realm with life. Den smiled, at least this was interesting, having dragons occupy an entire realm of his.
Den spent much of the next few hours altering the dragons, making them look unique and altering their organs. He managed to allow them access to chakra, and built them to be strong, and their scales to be tough. He gave them unique organ systems, his knowledge of anatomy was not limited solely to humans so he managed to make them creatures that, if bought to the real world, would be able to live and move and be powerful.
As much as Den wanted to bring Ichiro into the real world, his first dragon, he knew that the great beast would draw attention and perhaps strike fear into the people of Tengakure. He decided instead to create a young dragon, one that could grow up in the village in order to allow the people to get used to the dragons. Perhaps he would even sell dragon eggs, he knew their was a pet store in Tengakure, perhaps people would enjoy raising a dragon and perhaps having it fight alongside them. He could help strengthen the village, as well as allow his dragons to make their way into the world and become an achievement Denkiteki would feel proud of.
He found a red egg that caught his eye while he was looking through a nest that had been created, it had begun to move. The dragon was about to be born, Den had not caused the egg to hatch, t had begun to crack open on it’s own. He found that amusing, and walked over as the head of the small creature burst forth. It looked at him curiously, and Den smiled. Because he was in Sanctuary, and the creature was from it, he understood immediately that is was a boy, and that he would be a kind beast, but at the same time he would have a fierce temper when provoked, and be a dangerous enemy to have if his friends or innocent people were ever hurt or threatened.
“I’m Den, it’s nice to meet you. Does Yuudai sound like a good name?” the small dragon nodded as den picked him up from the remains of the broken shell, holding the small beast in his arms. The dragon nuzzled against his neck, summoning a grin to Den’s face. He liked the young dragon, and believed they would be good friends.
It seemed that Yuudai, even though he was just born, had a lot of energy. He actually jumped out of Den’s arms and began running, looking back at Den as if challenging him to try and catch up. The dragon was small, and still a baby so Den had to pretend he was extremely slow as he chased the little beast. The nest was on a field of grass similar to how the realm had originally worked before Den had altered it, and if it wasn’t for the fact that Den could sense everything in his dimension he would not have been able to keep track of his small dragon, who was so much shorter than the grass that he could barely be seen despite his red scales.
Eventually though, Den caught the little guy, after running around with him a few minutes. It was fun, the little dragon definitely had some spirit. He wondered what Min would think of him, or Toma and Takehiko, “Let’s go little buddy, we’ve got some people to meet. You’re going to make some new friends.” Shortly after speaking the dragon and Den would disappear in a blinding white light, he was taking him to the real world to see how well he did there before he showed him to Minorin and the others. He knew the dragon would be fine, but he wnted to be sure before he started sending eggs to the pet shop.
TWC: 1312
1000 words with my familiar, allowing me to use him in combat
+6 stats for Yuudai, and 300 ryo for me
+13 JP for both of us.
Den’s legs hung off the edge, though Den possessed no fears of falling. Even if we did, he could simply control Sanctuary to stop falling, or even simulate flying. Den was the Lord and Master of Sanctuary, it was a realm created by his very chakra. It was a part of him, and followed his commands. He had used it to create his great city, the only city currentl in Sanctuary. He had made a few towns and villages, as well as farms so food could be grown, but the city was his grandest achievement. There was no crime here, despite having a population of more than a few million, and the city covering the ground as far as the eye could see.
Den was not content with this achievement, not because he thought it had all been worthless, but because it wasn’t very creative, it didn’t strike him as something he could truly be proud of. He as a god without imagination it would seem. He sighed, before disappearing in a white light. To the people below, a light would be seen near one of the clouds passing over the city, but they would not know it was their god leaving for a while.
Den would appear in another realm, disconnected form the one in which his city had been constructed. He pondered for awhile, wondering what he should create. He stood atop a flat grass land, extending all around him for an infinite distance. This realm was untouched, a fresh canvas for Den to do with as he willed. He sat in the tall grasses as he waited for inspiration to take a hold of him, the ground constantly changing around him, mountains being built, forests growing. Animals began to appear as thoughts passed through his head, he wanted to create something grand, noble, and powerful. A beast unlike that of the real world, that could be seen as fearsome by his enemies, and useful in combat.
The first thing that came to Den’s mind was his snakes, fast creatures with fangs that dripped with poison, if they managed to bite someone they proved to be deadly. However, they were not versatile, being a head and a tail made it difficult for them to do much other than bite and occasionally coil around a person. Den imagined a beast like a snake, however it had legs as well. It appeared to be a fierce lizard as the creature appeared in front of Den, unmoving and lifeless. The beast grew in size until it towered over Den, however he did not want it to be to large. An easy target was not something he wanted, but a large and powerful beast. He gave it sharp claws, and instead of simple fangs it had razor sharp teeth.
Realizing Den had simply created a giant lizard, he gave the thing wings. Now it was a dragon, though not like the ones he learned from mythology. These dragons were more ‘western’ four strong legs, and powerful wings that allowed it to fly. It wasn’t Den’s most original idea, but the fact that he created a dragon seemed fairly impressive to him. With a snap of his fingers, the eyes of the beats opened, and the first dragon of sanctuary was born.
The great black creature turned it’s head towards Den, intelligent golden eyes staring at him, “Hello, Denkiteki-sama.” the beast bowed it’s great neck to him in servitude, Den smiling as he placed his hand on the beast, “You are Ichiro, first born son. The first of the Dragons of Sanctuary.” And with that, the realm was suddenly filled with life. Dragons and other animals appeared, filing the realm with life. Den smiled, at least this was interesting, having dragons occupy an entire realm of his.
Den spent much of the next few hours altering the dragons, making them look unique and altering their organs. He managed to allow them access to chakra, and built them to be strong, and their scales to be tough. He gave them unique organ systems, his knowledge of anatomy was not limited solely to humans so he managed to make them creatures that, if bought to the real world, would be able to live and move and be powerful.
As much as Den wanted to bring Ichiro into the real world, his first dragon, he knew that the great beast would draw attention and perhaps strike fear into the people of Tengakure. He decided instead to create a young dragon, one that could grow up in the village in order to allow the people to get used to the dragons. Perhaps he would even sell dragon eggs, he knew their was a pet store in Tengakure, perhaps people would enjoy raising a dragon and perhaps having it fight alongside them. He could help strengthen the village, as well as allow his dragons to make their way into the world and become an achievement Denkiteki would feel proud of.
He found a red egg that caught his eye while he was looking through a nest that had been created, it had begun to move. The dragon was about to be born, Den had not caused the egg to hatch, t had begun to crack open on it’s own. He found that amusing, and walked over as the head of the small creature burst forth. It looked at him curiously, and Den smiled. Because he was in Sanctuary, and the creature was from it, he understood immediately that is was a boy, and that he would be a kind beast, but at the same time he would have a fierce temper when provoked, and be a dangerous enemy to have if his friends or innocent people were ever hurt or threatened.
“I’m Den, it’s nice to meet you. Does Yuudai sound like a good name?” the small dragon nodded as den picked him up from the remains of the broken shell, holding the small beast in his arms. The dragon nuzzled against his neck, summoning a grin to Den’s face. He liked the young dragon, and believed they would be good friends.
It seemed that Yuudai, even though he was just born, had a lot of energy. He actually jumped out of Den’s arms and began running, looking back at Den as if challenging him to try and catch up. The dragon was small, and still a baby so Den had to pretend he was extremely slow as he chased the little beast. The nest was on a field of grass similar to how the realm had originally worked before Den had altered it, and if it wasn’t for the fact that Den could sense everything in his dimension he would not have been able to keep track of his small dragon, who was so much shorter than the grass that he could barely be seen despite his red scales.
Eventually though, Den caught the little guy, after running around with him a few minutes. It was fun, the little dragon definitely had some spirit. He wondered what Min would think of him, or Toma and Takehiko, “Let’s go little buddy, we’ve got some people to meet. You’re going to make some new friends.” Shortly after speaking the dragon and Den would disappear in a blinding white light, he was taking him to the real world to see how well he did there before he showed him to Minorin and the others. He knew the dragon would be fine, but he wnted to be sure before he started sending eggs to the pet shop.
TWC: 1312
1000 words with my familiar, allowing me to use him in combat
+6 stats for Yuudai, and 300 ryo for me
+13 JP for both of us.
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