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Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
By: Selena ~Goddess~ Date: November 8, 2013, 10:11 am
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The two children had fallen asleep outside high in a tree it was
Ajala's idea he thought it would be best to be above so they
weren't in harms way. Ajala put an arm around his sister and
fell asleep right before putting up a small force feild around
them. He protected and loved his sister but he could feel that
the cold was getting to her so he positioned himself around her
so that her body could warm up. He whispered calming words to
her because she was twitching in her sleep.
Abana was having a nightmare in which Ajala had joined forces
with a somewhat evil man and was planing something that would
wipe everyone out but then abana felt the warmth of ajala around
her and her nightmares went away but she worried a lot about him
he has always had an evil side to him and one day that would
divide them form one another because abana has always been a
good natured person and very peaceful they have always been like
yin and yang.
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Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
By: LacyMarieKennard Date: November 8, 2013, 12:06 pm
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Oya laughed as he brought up the cat again. It was certainly in
the back of her mind but she was not going to be the first to
bring it back up.
"I'm waiting to see if it will be revived," she murmured, her
voice suddenly soft and sensual.
Doubting he would get the point she was hinting at, Oya dropped
the dead cat and smiled dangerously. The goddess was not one to
be challenged and then lose. In this case though, it really did
not matter considering her hands were tied. At the turn of the
subject, the woman's eyebrows arched in consideration. What had
he expected would happen? Goddesses by nature were proud and
driven by emotions, like human women but on steroids. Oya
propped up her legs onto the bed, her knees bent near her chest
with her toes digging into the mattress as she shook her head.
"E u, you can not undo the years of abuse or emotional
destruction that woman has obviously been through," she said,
her voice regaining its prior seriousness. "You can't be
agitated at her for not learning what you had attempted to teach
her. It was at a college level and she is still in kindergarten.
We both know if I had offered such a thing she would have turned
me down. Since it was a handsome god who wanted her to do the
best she could, of course she agreed!"
Oya stood up and crossed the room to reach him. Cupping his
cheek within the palm of her hand, the goddess smiled.
"I think you taught her far more than you know. Do not be
irritated with the child. I believe her priorities are exactly
where they should be."
The tone of her voice implied more wisdom than her words
actually told. However, the goddess dropped her hand, as well as
the matter about the other goddess, and stood aside allowing him
a polite amount of room. At the mention of her being odd, Oya
dropped her gaze, pretending to tighten the sheets around her
body.
"You and I both know, Esu, that you are more than welcome to
stay or go as you please," she said, with a small smile. "I know
Olorun is fine, he's strong and takes on more responsibility
over us than he should."
Acting on his question, the goddess's smile became weighed down
by emotions stirring the new expression written in her large,
bambi eyes which were now piercing into his. The tips of her
eyelashes that were lengthy and defined the soulful chocolate
eyes, brushed against the skin beneath her eyebrows when she
looked up at him. Running the pads of her fingertips down his
chest, she leaned into him.
"Yes," she whispered in a slightly higher pitched voice that
reflected longing.
Oya glanced down at his chest as a hand mirror appeared in her
grasp. Pulling back she assessed the woman in its reflection
with an abrupt nod.
"Yes, I do like what I see," Oya said playfully, allowing the
mirror to vanish.
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Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
By: Olorun Date: November 8, 2013, 2:16 pm
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Between heaven and earth this is where Olorun place himself when
difficult decision had to be made, this area of ultimate
meditation was only known by himself and Esu only. Answers had
to be seek, he had question but being the farther of all the
god's he had to find the answers instead of seeking help from
others.
It was a challenge being a god and a father figure, Trying to
know which one to be confuse him at times. He swore to protect
the humans from themselves but lately he hasn't been the father
figure his kids needed . Every time there was a debate about
humans he always took there side because they where helpless .
He thought he was helping the humans but instead he was giving
them pity.
Under deep thought he found answers .Yes, the human race had
needs and yes, they needed there help at times to survive but
gods had needs to . Olorun always over rule the other gods
punishments towards the creature and cause of his position they
said no words. It was time to let go of his children and let
them be gods. He finally understood now , he was being the
problem , he was taking up all the responsibility and wasn't
really letting his kids do what they feel was right for the
human kind.
He had found inner peace and was once again Olorun , under
peaceful meditation the heaven's brighten and the sun cast it's
beautiful smile upon the earth. The clouds pace its self on the
pavement sky . A gentle breeze flirted with the area . Even
though The god had found himself once more he would not return
to either world . It was better this way, with his absence his
children could finally be gods and take on the task he knew they
could do . If he was needed for anything Esu would know where to
find him.
The ebony god laugh under his on thought, being as old as he is
and how everyone seek him for wisdom the god himself was still
had a lot to learn himself..
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Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
By: Eshu Date: November 9, 2013, 9:47 am
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Oya's statement was one that would normally bring about
Èṣù's signature Chesire Cat grin. But this time was
different. Soft, suggestive eyes settled on the woman as he
approached her slowly. "Well that brings about an issue that I
wonder if you're prepared to deal with?" Every words brought him
a bit closer to the woman until his statement finished, and then
he suddenly appeared, seated directly behind Oya a large, warm
hand settled on the side of her arm. "If the cat isn't revived,
you have the grief of a dead cat on your hands. And if it is,
you now have a cat in your possession to care for." The words
were whispered softly into the woman's ear, a cool breath
running down the side of her neck as the words permeated her
skull and invaded her brain. The thing Èṣù loved most
about Oya was that his words wouldn't be wasted on her. Even if
he spoke in riddles, as he so loved to do, she would be able to
keep up, with no questions asked.
Among the Orisha Gods, Èṣù had many roles. He was a guide
and a messenger. But most importantly, he was known as the best
teacher among the Gods. The reason for that was that, instead of
telling people what they needed to know, he lead them to realize
it for themselves. Upon the new conversation, the God of
Crossroads abandonned his position beside Oya, and appeared
sitting on the edge of the bed. I'm well aware of what I can and
can't do for someone. But if someone were to tell me of
immediate danger facing myself and my family, I would take them
a little more seriously."
When the woman cupped his cheek, his eyes met with hers. They
both knew well what was happening here, but how far would they
allow it to go? When the woman did her little act, she actually
caught Èṣù off guard. His muscled instinctively tensened
as her fingers dragged down his chest, but the confidence in his
face never wavered. There was an undertone in her voice that
couldn't be denied, or covered up by playful jokes. "Well my
view isn't half bad either." The God rebutted. But unlike her,
he didn't avert his eyes. He looked directly at Oya. Her eyes,
her body that she had covered in fabric. It was all beautiful.
He then stood to her feet. "But I -do- have to go check on
something." He said. "You're more than free to come along. if
you wish. If she decided to come along, he would wait for her to
gather herself before placing his hand on her shoulder, and
transporting them to his destination.
In a tree above, he found the twins sleeping, which brought a
smile to his face. Should Oya have accompanied him, he would ask
her. "Do you know about the twins?" He took a seat on a large
rock, making room for his companion to sit as well. "Their names
are Abana and Ajala. They carry a signature similar to that of
Gods, but I'm not really sure they are. I've been watching over
them for Generations, but curiosity has stopped me from ever
approaching them. They are mortal. In fact, if one dies, the
other will immediately die as well. But they'll always be born
back into the world. Sometimes as two boys, sometimes as two
girls, but more often than not, it's one of each." He shook his
head as his pipe appeared in his hand and he took a puff,
exhaling the smoke away from Oya before continuing. "They're
polar opposites. Every reincarnation since I began watching
them, their lack of balance has lead them to perish before
reaching adulthood. But due to this, There's no way of knowing
how long their existence truly has been. They very well could
have existed even before Olorun."
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Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
By: Selena ~Goddess~ Date: November 11, 2013, 3:42 pm
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Ajala awoke and could feel the presence of someone watching him,
he peered down and caught the eye of Èṣù he looked over
at abana and watched as she awoke "I'll be right back you stay
here" he jumped from branch to branch untill he reached the
ground. Ajala studied Èṣù and bowed lowly "Hello im
Ajala" his voice sounded confident but he trembled inside.
Then out of nowhere Abana had jumped from the top of the tree
and landed next to ajala with a smirk. she giggled and waved
happily at Èṣù "Hello sir, Im abana whats your name?" she
smiled over at ajala and he glared back. she giggled at his
serious expression and looked at the strange man before them
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Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
By: LacyMarieKennard Date: November 11, 2013, 7:28 pm
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Oya nodded in consideration of his words. They were spoken well
and out of wisdom but that was not any surprise considering his
title. It was easier to speak so freely when the one speaking
was free. Tucking her tongue against the roof of her mouth, the
goddess stayed still as his breath collided with the sensation
of his hand against her skin. Giving a subtle suck, her tongue
pulled back and then snapped down against the back bottom set of
teeth, making a soft 'cluck' behind her lips. While in thought,
she also intertwined her spread fingers.
Oya shrugged. "Cats do have their perks but I'm not much
interested in a pet."
After he had moved to the edge of the bed, the woman glanced
down and ran her fingertips across the sheet covering her thigh.
The fun of the back and forth jibes was starting to run out.
Before, the words easily left her tongue, but now her throat was
tight. Soulful eyes watched the man while he spoke once more but
she was still stuck on the starving feline. A dead cat would be
better than to never have had one. When he stood and prepared to
leave, the woman also stood and allowed the sheets to drop.
However, as they slipped from her body, a red outfit peeked out
beneath them. The top was cut short, showing off the flat
stomach as well as the top of her pelvis.
Arriving at their destination, her hands busied themselves with
the wrinkles along her skirt. Standing straight, the goddess
gave up the attempt to make the attire perfect and she listened
to E u as he spoke about the twins. Curious beings, but nearly
impossible to come up with anything that would surprise Oya.
Watching the twins, the goddess stayed silent while she watched
the two.
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Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
By: Eshu Date: November 15, 2013, 5:57 pm
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An eyebrow raised and a smirk on his face as Oya spoke of her
lack of interest. But Èṣù couldn't help but wonder if the
woman was still speaking figuratively, or had switched to a
literal statement to throw him off her scent. "Funny, your
expressions says otherwise." The statement was rhetorical. He
wouldn't continue to press the matter for now, but he knew it
was something the two would return to eventually.Things had
started to get interesting. That was for sure.
When the twins awoke, and approached them, Èṣù hesitated.
He hadn't intended to awake them or attract their attention. But
now that they were there, it couldn't be helped. He smiled at
the two young ones, and bent down so that he was closer to their
height, and less overbearing. He wouldn't give away his identity
though. There was a dangerous confidence that came with knowint
there was a God watching over you; Especially if that God was
Èṣù. " Hello Abana and Ajala. My name is Dakarai." He
told them. "I'm a wandering Magician. This is my wife, Aamori."
He gestured to Oya by putting his arm around her shoulder,
simulating the image of a loving husband to the young ones.
"What are you two doing all alone?" Perhaps he would help them
out a bit. He had watched the two perish and be reborn over and
over. They couldn't seem to find the balance they needed to
mature into adults, no matter how many times they tried. They
could never remember having a life before the present one.
Perhaps a little guidance would be good for them.
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Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
By: Selena ~Goddess~ Date: November 16, 2013, 12:27 pm
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Ajala studied the man looking over him in a such a manner that
made abana uncomfortable "Dont stare" She whispered. Ajala stood
there and nodded to the man. they had never been asked this
question before and so he didnt really know the answer he just
looked at him then his wife who didn't show any interest. "We
have always been alone, nobody really cares much for two young
children i guess..." Abana said looking up at the man then
kicking at the dirt Ajala held her hand "But we have always been
together" Abana and ajala shared a similar look both twins
looked saddened by his question but they held some hope, a hope
that this man might let them stay with him because they had
grown quite sick by staying outside last night abana looked pale
and ajala was drained of his energy from trying to keep her warm
with his magic.
Ajala looked at the man and frowned slightly "Dakarai would you
like to help us.. Abana and I have no where to stay.. and if its
ok with you and your wife.. Could we bunk with you tonight...
Just one night and we will be gone by sunrise i promise" He said
kind of hoping that Dakarai would agree. abana glared at ajala
"NO we dont need there help i wont go!" She jumped back up into
the tree and pouted. Ajala sighed and went up the tree to his
sister "We need there help, your sick and we havent ate in 3
days, please sister they could help us" he said putting a on her
arm. "Ok.. I am kinda hungry" She said smiling and they both
jumped down and looked up at the man and woman and smiled
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Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
By: LacyMarieKennard Date: November 16, 2013, 1:23 pm
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Her gaze tripped over the trickery and landed on it's god who
remained unabashed by the words escaping his lose lips. Touching
her bottom lip, thoughtfully, the goddess dared to wonder what
he hoped to gain out of this. Oya was not swayed by his attempt,
however, and stiffened as his arm followed suit with his
charade. Now close enough to smell the type of aftershave he
used, the goddess allowed herself to look at the curious set of
gods before them. The visage reflected every bit of children
resemblance and even childish play but it was clear they were
descendents of something far more important than her existence.
If what E u said was true, for whatever reason, the universe
found their presence so profoundly essential that it continually
sought their souls out after death had passed and revived them.
Which begged many questions but one question lingered before
them all. Could the children gods quench her thirst for such
resourceful knowledge? Or like their bodies, did the memories
die as well after each cycle?
Hearing their words of uncomfortable truth, Oya finally relaxed
in E u's embrace. However, her hand found his only to give it a
firm squeeze with one simple meaning lurking within her fisted
clutch.
'Hurt them, and I won't be so quick to forgive you.'
His intentions were justly understood, however, the faulty
family he portrayed could get hopes up and hurt them more than
the lack of three days worth of nutrition could. With a quick
rise and flick of her extended wrist, the woman dropped her hand
from the male beside her before returning a stray wisp of Auburn
hair into the updo on top of her hair. The brown color had never
really settled right with Oya. Finding it too ordinary and drab,
she had always craved dark red hair. The goddess would never see
how the lively, chocolate brown reflected that of tree bark
after a spring rain. Each curl and wave was complimented with
horizontal zig-zags of relentless shine, which displayed the
health belonging to the locks of hair. Such health, in fact,
that the goddess before her was deprived of in spite of her
youth.
Saddened, Oya knelt at eye level with the gods and offered each
of them a bar of chocolate that transpired the moment her arms
left her side. The chocolate was to promote natural stimulants
that would hopefully help prevent the horrid 'rumblings of the
tummies'.
"Even if you don't care for the treat, I ask that you consume it
before we travel so you won't become light headed or weak." Oya
smiled at the two.
After they ate or declined to eat the food, stood back beside E
u and adopted a silent demeanor as she waited on the god to
choose their destination. The goddess withheld no objections to
her place, but considering she was playing along, she did not
want to assume wrongly. With a hidden smirk, Oya placed her arm
under his and wrapped it around his waist but only after she
pinched his lower buttocks. It was clear she was going to tease
him as much as the situation would permit her to.
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Re: Kingdom of Yoruba Gods
By: Selena ~Goddess~ Date: November 16, 2013, 2:04 pm
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Ajala Watched her and was delighted when she gave them both a
chocolate bar. Abana had slowly taken it from Oya's hand and
smiled up at her "Thank you" they said in unison. they quickly
consumed the chocolate and smiled at her. Abana giggled and went
up to oya and garbed her hand "Me and you should have girl time
away from the boys.. You wanna?" She asked with a large smile
::~(Sorry its short i have writers block)~::
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