Wednesday, September 7, 2005

   My Hair. . .

Time of Post: 10:06 PM(MT) I just noticed. . . my hair is getting really long. It's about an inch past my shoulderblades now. I didn't realize that it had gotten that long. Not that I have any intention of cutting, oh no. My goal is to have a braid like Duo's!! Okay, maybe not that long, but longer than it is now. I also need to re-dye my hair. It's faded from the dark brown I love to a muddy regular brown. I don't like it. Mayhap I'll do that this weekend. Uhm, anyway, judging by yesterday's comments, I don't need to bribe you guys to check out my art. (you still get cookies today anyway! *hands out chocolate-chip oatmeal cookies*)Yay! ^_^ That's a really good thing because I have another pic today. Just one, but for some odd reason the thing took nearly an hour to do. Its just a pen drawing, but it gave me issues. Not to mention I had half my attention on the teacher I was supposed to be focusing on. . . hmmm. . . Okies, I said I'd post my English paper and I will! It's kinda long, so you don't have to read it if you don't want to, but I'd love any feedback, good or bad. If it sucks, tell me, but make sure to tell me why it sucks or I will ignore your comment and laugh at it. ^_^ Here it is! The Creation of a World I’m bored. Ichiro thought with a sigh. Most would consider being a God of life and death interesting and exciting. Most were wrong. True, Ichiro was a God, but he was still considered too ‘young’ to create his own world. You’d think that 1,800 years would be enough, but noooooo. He thought irritably, squirming to get comfortable on his cushion. This meditation his father had proposed wasn’t helping much either. Sure it relaxed his body, but nothing could ease Ichi’s restless mind. Well, almost nothing. Tonight. I’ll make my move tonight. I know I’m old enough and I will take whatever punishment Father can throw at me. I will do it tonight. And with that satisfying thought, he tossed his long, black braid over his shoulder and stood, his impossibly green eyes glinting with anticipation. He had preparations to make. Nighttime found Ichiro standing over a circle, all of his preparations having been done perfectly. So why isn’t it working? He thought, scowling at the lifeless body of the woman he’d created. She might as well be an oversized doll for all my effort. He couldn’t keep the confused frown from creasing his brow. “You forgot to give her a soul.” A voice said softly. Ichi let out what could only be called a squeak and whirled around. A curvy young woman stood in his doorway, a knowing smile on her lips. “Hanako!” She bowed exaggeratedly. “The one and only, my dear brother.” She straightened from her bow and came to stand next to him. “She’s pretty.” She commented, nodding at the still figure on the floor before them. She was indeed very pretty, with long black hair and a slender build. She had high cheekbones and pale skin, accented by her full red lips. “Yeah,” Ichi glanced at his older sister. “You think I’d make my first human ugly?” Hanako gave him a look, at the same time smoothing her wispy blonde hair. “No, I suppose not. Where are you going to keep her? Have you made a world yet?” Ichi rolled his eyes. “Of course, Hanako, I’m not stupid.” He said, indicating the glass globe next to his desk. It was large, and inside there was a round ball of dirt that was suspended in mid-air. Hanako stared at it disdainfully. “That is your world?” “Yes.” “That dingy little dirt ball?” “Yes.” She arched a graceful brow. “What about water? Plants? Animals?” He let out an exasperated sigh. He knew he’d never get away with a half-finished world. Still, it was worth a shot. “But those are so much work! I was thinking I could feed her and take care of her on my own.” “Humans are not pets!” Hanako shrieked. “The whole reason we create them is to see how they do on their own! Not to coddle them! You know that, Ichi!” Ichi threw up his hands in defeat. “Fine! I’ll fix it; I’ll fix it! Yeesh!” With as much grace as he could muster, he stalked over to his desk to get the necessary items; a full eye dropper for the water, a special seed for the plants, and a hair from his own head for the animals. Carefully he removed the glass covering from the ball and took it in his hands, carving pathways and basins for the water. “You need mountains for the rivers to work.” Hanako remarked over his shoulder. His eye twitched. “I know.” He growled, embarrassed that he’d almost forgotten about the mountains. Annoyed, he roughly scraped at the earth until it was dotted with mountains. Then he re-carved the rivers. “There.” He said, smiling as he placed a drop of water at the top of one of the mountains. It ran down, following the many paths he’d carved to pool in what was supposed to be an ocean. There it grew, filling in the basin then running out through all of the other paths, making a working water system. “Plants?” Hanako asked. “I was getting to that!” He snapped. Using a pair of silver tweezers, he took the small seed and dipped it into the water. After letting it soak for several seconds, he pulled it out and set it on one of the flat plains of his earth. It was a treat watch it unfurl and spread like wildfire over the ground. Within the space of a minute, the once-bare dirt ball was covered in greenery; everything from stands of evergreen trees to lush rainforests to deserts of spiny cacti. “Oh! Nice variety!” Hanako grinned. “Now animals! I want to see those silly designs of yours come to life!” Ichi huffed at her, deciding not to dignify that with a comment. He took a glossy black hair from his braid and ran it through his fingers, murmuring softly the spell he had written to bring life to his creations. He set the hair on the earth and the moment his fingers left it, it seemed to shatter, transforming into thousands of animals and spreading them all over the planet. His sister peered intently at them, cooing at the cute ones and making noises of disgust at the less attractive species. “Ugh. Well, points for creativity with that squirmy looking one there.” She grimaced. “Ah, that’s a snake, Hanako.” He answered. She shuddered. “Why make something like that?” “Not all worlds are meant to be pink and fluffy like yours, sister.” He said with a raised eyebrow. She flushed slightly. “Oh, hush. I like what I like. Anyway, you still have a problem.” Ichi glanced at the still form on the floor. “I know.” He sighed. “I just don’t know how to give her a soul. Father said I had to figure that out on my own.” Hanako smiled impishly at him. “So you shall.” Ichi frowned. “Sister, please? Just a hint?” She shook a finger at him. “Uh-uh-uh! Just experiment, you’ll figure it out.” And with that she left, her fair hair floating behind her. “Sister!” He whined at the closing door. “Humph!” He yanked his braid over his shoulder and twisted it around, trying desperately to think of what could make a good soul. Tears, maybe? No, that would make a sad soul. He thought. Hmm, not hair, I used that already for the animals. Saliva? Ugh, no, definitely not. Then I’d have to deal with a glutton. He frowned, running his hands so furiously over his braid that the tie at the end popped off and flew across the room, leaving his hair to unravel into silky waves. “Curse it!” He snapped as it cascaded down to his waist. “Why do I bother keeping it this long!” Quickly he strode to his desk and began rummaging around in one of the drawers for a replacement tie. A sudden sharp pain caused him to pull his hand from the drawer with a hiss. His finger had caught on a letter opener. He held his hand up to see a drop of blood well up out of the cut and dribble down his finger. His eyes widened. “Of course!” He exclaimed. “Blood! The perfect mix of good and evil!” Eagerly he opened the girl’s mouth and held his dripping finger above it. Three fat drops fell between her lips before her eyes suddenly flew open, revealing pale blue irises. “Ah, just the shade of blue I like!” Ichi grinned at her. “Uh-um-hello?” The girl was clearly confused. “Oh! You can speak already?” Ichi clapped his hand together. “That saves us some time.” “Huh?” “Hmm, perhaps I should’ve put you in there before I brought you to life.” He nodded at the small planet beside his desk. She blinked. “There? But I won’t fit. It’s too small.” “Its not that it’s too small, it’s that you’re too big.” “Hey!” She exclaimed, blushing. “Huh?” He blinked at her. “Oh! That’s not what I meant! Sorry.” He smiled sheepishly. Wow, she even has a personality already. I’ve never heard of a soul forming this completely on the first try before. Either I’m really good, or no one’s used blood before. Ah well, better get her in there and start work on a companion. “Okay!” He said, clapping his hands again. “Time to go in! Don’t worry, I’ll send more people in a little bit. C’mere.” With that he grabbed her around the waist and tossed her at the hovering planet. She let out a shriek and braced herself for the impact. But it never came. Suddenly she found herself curled up on the ground next to a small stream, soft grass beneath her. She barely had time to blink before a man appeared next to her, looking as dazed as she felt. They blinked at each other, then another person appeared; and another; and another. One after another five more people popped out of thin air. They all stared at each other, trying to figure out what had happened and why they were here. Suddenly a loud resounding voice sounded. “Okay, you’re here, my people, now live!” It cried. And so, the world began. There, whatcha think? Oyasuminasai all!

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