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"STOP!"
The voice brought the scene to a dead silence. Kanasta's laughter was suddenly hushed, and all eyes went to the pale young girl who had just barged in.
"What are you doing to her? Stop it right now!" she scolded, albeit in a fearful, quiet voice. She began to blush more than she already was, and a light sweat appeared on her forehead. She worried if she was in trouble, and if she could get her friend out of here unharmed. "Kanasta? Are you okay??"
Kanasta opened her eyes at long last after having being tormented for what seemed like hours. Her eyes were filled with tears of laughter, but she could just make out her best friend in the distance. Her snow-white hair was a dead giveaway. "... Lilliana."
"I.. I couldn't find you back at the camp... I came into the jungle because I knew you weren't anywhere on the beach. Then I followed your laughter, and.. well.. here I am."
The woman at Kanasta's feet relaxed her grip on her feather, nearly letting the wind carry it off. Her jaw dropped and her eyes widened as she stared in awe at the lovely young albino girl who had stumbled into their home. "It.. It CAN'T be... Seijou..."
Every woman in the area gasped in revelation and began whispering to one another. Some of them fell to the ground in kowtow fashion. Others simply froze. The chieftain was part of the latter. But eventually she left her captive and approached the white beauty. "I never imagined you would come to us so... so SOON, your grace."
Lilliana stepped back shyly in confusion. "Have we... Do I know you?"
"No, no, I imagine you don't... Someone of such stature shouldn't acknowledge a lowly mortal such as myself... I have long prayed to you, O Purest Goddess. It is a priviledge to have you standing before me." She bowed before her, but much more seriously than she had for Kanasta. She took note of the girl's petite pigeon-toed feet, and grinned broadly as she realized what would soon transpire.
"... Um... Please, please don't do that. You can stand up." She knelt before the chieftain and forced her upright again, and looked into her eyes only to see the now smiling face grinning cunningly at her.
"You certainly took your time coming here. Now at last we can begin the ritual. Sora! Haruko! San! Fei! See to it that Seijou is placed in her rightful throne. It's been centuries since she's sat in it!"
Lilliana was immediately lifted off of her feet and placed before Kanasta in the stone throne, just below the statue of the great deity that looked stunningly like her. It was then that she realized what was happening; these women had mistaken her as their goddess. But before she could begin to object, her wrist and ankles were shackled to the seat, and she was forced to remain there. "Hey, wait..! What are you doing!?"
The four ladies who had just thrown her into the chair took out their implements and were ready to go to work. Lilliana looked at Kanasta, who was still catching her breath from before, and knew she was going to be here for awhile.
"And now," shouted the chieftain, "let the ritual begin!"
This piece managed to make it in on time, lucky for me. I wanted to debut my new character in this project, and I was very glad to do so in such a manner. I hope you all quickly become fond of my latest lovely, the beautiful albinistic Lilliana. Because of her condition, she can't be out in the sun with the rest of her friends unless she's got plenty of sunscreen, a large sunhat, and sunglasses to protect her. But at night, she's perfectly safe. Or is she?
Ganjuro concept courtesy of ~CheshireCatNY. Lilliana Wiesel © Zach Mansfield.
Also, just to make you guys sit and ask yourself "WTF", here's a little tidbit I feel you guys should know. Lilliana is more closely related to Chaz than you know. How close? She's his sister.
HAVE FUN PLAYING WITH THAT NEW REVELATION :D!
The voice brought the scene to a dead silence. Kanasta's laughter was suddenly hushed, and all eyes went to the pale young girl who had just barged in.
"What are you doing to her? Stop it right now!" she scolded, albeit in a fearful, quiet voice. She began to blush more than she already was, and a light sweat appeared on her forehead. She worried if she was in trouble, and if she could get her friend out of here unharmed. "Kanasta? Are you okay??"
Kanasta opened her eyes at long last after having being tormented for what seemed like hours. Her eyes were filled with tears of laughter, but she could just make out her best friend in the distance. Her snow-white hair was a dead giveaway. "... Lilliana."
"I.. I couldn't find you back at the camp... I came into the jungle because I knew you weren't anywhere on the beach. Then I followed your laughter, and.. well.. here I am."
The woman at Kanasta's feet relaxed her grip on her feather, nearly letting the wind carry it off. Her jaw dropped and her eyes widened as she stared in awe at the lovely young albino girl who had stumbled into their home. "It.. It CAN'T be... Seijou..."
Every woman in the area gasped in revelation and began whispering to one another. Some of them fell to the ground in kowtow fashion. Others simply froze. The chieftain was part of the latter. But eventually she left her captive and approached the white beauty. "I never imagined you would come to us so... so SOON, your grace."
Lilliana stepped back shyly in confusion. "Have we... Do I know you?"
"No, no, I imagine you don't... Someone of such stature shouldn't acknowledge a lowly mortal such as myself... I have long prayed to you, O Purest Goddess. It is a priviledge to have you standing before me." She bowed before her, but much more seriously than she had for Kanasta. She took note of the girl's petite pigeon-toed feet, and grinned broadly as she realized what would soon transpire.
"... Um... Please, please don't do that. You can stand up." She knelt before the chieftain and forced her upright again, and looked into her eyes only to see the now smiling face grinning cunningly at her.
"You certainly took your time coming here. Now at last we can begin the ritual. Sora! Haruko! San! Fei! See to it that Seijou is placed in her rightful throne. It's been centuries since she's sat in it!"
Lilliana was immediately lifted off of her feet and placed before Kanasta in the stone throne, just below the statue of the great deity that looked stunningly like her. It was then that she realized what was happening; these women had mistaken her as their goddess. But before she could begin to object, her wrist and ankles were shackled to the seat, and she was forced to remain there. "Hey, wait..! What are you doing!?"
The four ladies who had just thrown her into the chair took out their implements and were ready to go to work. Lilliana looked at Kanasta, who was still catching her breath from before, and knew she was going to be here for awhile.
"And now," shouted the chieftain, "let the ritual begin!"
This piece managed to make it in on time, lucky for me. I wanted to debut my new character in this project, and I was very glad to do so in such a manner. I hope you all quickly become fond of my latest lovely, the beautiful albinistic Lilliana. Because of her condition, she can't be out in the sun with the rest of her friends unless she's got plenty of sunscreen, a large sunhat, and sunglasses to protect her. But at night, she's perfectly safe. Or is she?
Ganjuro concept courtesy of ~CheshireCatNY. Lilliana Wiesel © Zach Mansfield.
Also, just to make you guys sit and ask yourself "WTF", here's a little tidbit I feel you guys should know. Lilliana is more closely related to Chaz than you know. How close? She's his sister.
HAVE FUN PLAYING WITH THAT NEW REVELATION :D!
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I'm Religious so I MUST be a Discriminating BIGOT who hates anyone who does'nt agree with my beliefs and I MUST hate gays and damn people to hell.
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Obvious bias aside, this is a great pic. The perspective you've chosen seems like it would be difficult to pull off, and yet you've done it quite well. The statue, for being freehand as you've mentioned, is also impressive. A much as I like your Kanasta, please, do more with this character.
Ah! Good job on the story too!
If she was a real goddess I would be one of her most eager followers * wiggles fingers*
As you might've figured, the picture being in the project is fuckawesome (this word is addicting > > ). The picture alone is fuckawesome. The term pigeon-toed, though... the hell's that about?
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