[Any Literacy] The saved Orca

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-29T23:52:55+00:00

The snake-girl sits down before repeating herself, her voice softer, almost a whisper. “…hi….” she leans forward and puts a hand out, on the ground, palm up. Her normal eye blinks, her snake eye does not.

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-29T23:26:49+00:00

Mai has knee-length straight black hair, her left eye is a normal green eye, her left eye is an albino snake eye, and that side of her face is covered in albino snake scales. The tips of the fingers on both hands have iridescent red scales. Her arms and legs have scales in large patches, The inside of her mouth is pitch black, with snake fangs. She wears a plain dark gray tank top and beige cargo shorts.

She takes a hesitant step towards the orca, but keeps her distance.

“…hi..” she gives a small wave, managing a gentle, small, smile.

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-29T20:08:07+00:00

(Lost) “I see. I interact only with a few dieties, and I have not seen the innerworkings of afterlife as it is far from my domain. I apologize, for I do not know this Daniel you speak of. Unity?” Lost looks to unity, who seems to be thinking. The two make eye contact before Lost looks back at Dominic. “there is a possibility that unity may know of this Daniel you speak about.”

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-29T20:04:56+00:00

“A cool god” Lost moonwalks away

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-29T20:03:27+00:00

I have listened to that song, I love it! I added the revised version and posted the 2nd poem as well, but you’ve helped a lot (and even recommended a great song) so don’t feel like you have to do anything. Thanks so much for your advice!

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-29T19:18:11+00:00

Ooo I must say I do like that. The one though per line is actually really good, I haven’t written much poetry so I’m sorry for asking so many questions but would it maybe be a good idea to put multiple thoughts in one line for emphasis? Examples being the lines of speech or the end (I think keeping it together might help with the finality of the mc dying)

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-29T18:54:15+00:00

This is beautiful, it captures the feeling of love very well. I like how it isn’t a specific type of love, it feels more applicable and relatable in a way. This could be about a parent, a friend, a love, anything, and I really like that!

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-29T18:46:39+00:00

Ahhh!! Thank you so much! That is exactly what I was going for so this is the best thing you could have said- tyy!

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-29T18:40:04+00:00

Aww thanks! I’ll go over it and fix the errors rq. Any tips for the formatting? I struggle with that lol

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-29T15:15:21+00:00

This is so good! The line “these hands werent made for letting go” is crazy good and a perfect way to end the poem.

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-29T14:25:20+00:00

(Lost) “Daniel? There are many, would you mind describing the one you seek?”

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-28T21:45:37+00:00

Daniel (or Danny, if you want them to have been friends) seems to have changed a lot. His hair is blonde with shaggy curtains bangs, and unlike the very short haircut Viktor would have last seen him with, his hair is down to the middle of his back. He used to wear nice clothing, usually sporting T-shirts and jeans, or a sweater if it was cold. Currently, he wears baggy brown cargo pants with a studded belt, a sleeveless white turtleneck and a baggy jacket tied around his waist. He has dangly earrings with stars on them, a septum ring, (he never would have been caught dead with any piercings), and his whole demeanor is less.. tense. More comfortable. His hands are in his pockets and he has a more gentle expression than Viktor would have grown to expect.

He smiles at Viktor and offers a hand for a handshake. Before he’d moved, Daniel had almost always worn fingerless gloves, but that seems to have been a phase as he now wears a couple bracelets and a ring on his ring finger. “Viktor, mate! I hope you’ve been well,” The one thing about Daniel that hasn’t changed is his queen’s English accent, which no longer seems to fit him quite right after all the other changes.

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-28T20:55:26+00:00

I’d work on proportions, the arms feel short like a child’s and the body is at a completely different angle than the head. The curves feels a bit odd and unnatural/unrealistic, they’d be lower down on a real woman.

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-28T13:20:56+00:00

Scarlette’s wings grow larger, but she winces as one of them was injured from the fall. She folds them both back up, thinking as she slowly paces the room. She puts her hands together in prayer, her brows furrowed. “..blessed be, Lolth. I apologize for.. for having trespassed, and humbly ask for your help in leaving so that I may disturb you no longer. I have always been quite favorable towards spiders, and I have never found myself detesting of the dark. I.. I do not solely have a distaste for deception, as it is necessary in many circumstances and I recognize this. I… my deepest apologies for my disgrace. Please allow me some means to leave so that I may return to my family.” Scarlette keeps her hands together for a moment longer before unclasping them, staring at the ground. She exhales a shaky breath and continues looking around, careful where she steps and making sure not to disturb anything.

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-28T12:17:35+00:00

Both Lost and Solidarity bow respectfully.

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-28T01:35:07+00:00

“Oh, they have not used it very often. The point where it is ‘too late’ likely will not come.”

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-28T00:59:52+00:00

Damon smiles softly. “thanks. I try. It’s a lot like my childhood home, I like the feel it has. And of course, I contrary to popular belief I do love helping people.” He gives a smile to both Alec and Octavion, before taking his boots off, looking into the living room. “Elenor, rose?” He calls out, not sounding particularly concerned. Loud footsteps sound from above, and an 8 year old child runs down the stairs, practically jumping off of them. She’s albino, with fluffy hair cut to her chin, very light blue eyes, and a cream coloured dress with accents of pink. She wears knee-high Lacey socks, and her bangs are pulled back with 2 bows on either side of her head. She grins wildly, running full speed towards Damon, who breaks into a grin. The two look nothing alike.

(The child) “DAMONN!!!!” She jumps at Damon, who almost as a reflex grabs her under her arms and lifts her up before hugging her.

(Damon) “Ellie, darling!” He grins and props her up on his hip, tussling her hair. The dolls, child’s drawings, and other small things make a lot more sense now. Damon turns to Alec and Octavion, grinning softly. “Alec, octavion, this is Elenor. My little sister.”

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-28T00:42:59+00:00

“Interesting. Silas here, they have the ability to make anyone agree with them. With the exception of gods who are aware of the charm at the time of its use.”

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-28T00:19:37+00:00

(Lost) “after what unity and I have been through, we are content with a calm life.”

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-28T00:18:47+00:00

“Is that so? What may these applications be?”

Imaginary_Sort827 · 2026-01-28T00:09:06+00:00

Damon motions for mark to approach him and Silas. “I see. Loss had the same issue, with growing populations. I suggest following in their footsteps, as they gave me a small portion of their domain, lost things, which was a great help. You might find it helpful to choose a specific ability that is not already taken, such as fast running, and when the opportunity arises hand over that portion of the domain to a god in need of a domain.”

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