[Event Post]

[ancient_prophecy]

::You'll find an abnormally tall woman, a giantess, per say, sitting at a bench, hands weaved together at her mouth, hunched over. And staring at a tree.::

Comments

[ancient_prophecy]

Good boy.

::Rustles your hair like a loving aunt or mother or dog owner.::

[beastkingnaoma]

I am terrified right now but at least it's mostly over.

[ancient_prophecy]

And what happens if you say bad things about how I look~?

[beastkingnaoma]

"I. Suffer?"

[ancient_prophecy]

You're a quick learner.

So, I suggest meat, honey and sugar to capture the insect.

[beastkingnaoma]

"I will use those."

[ancient_prophecy]

::Turns around and goes to sit.::

If you gaze, you die.

[beastkingnaoma]

"I won't, I won't!"

[ancient_prophecy]

::Sits back down, stretching.::

[beastkingnaoma]

"Can I look up now."

[ancient_prophecy]

Yes. If you're a gentleman.

[beastkingnaoma]

He looks up. Eyes on face eyes on face.

[ancient_prophecy]

That's very good, yes.

[beastkingnaoma]

"It's. Difficult but I can do it.

[ancient_prophecy]

And why is difficult?

[beastkingnaoma]

"Well. Glory. And. Awe. And such."

[ancient_prophecy]

And glory and awe make you wish to look down, like a disgusting little cretin?

[beastkingnaoma]

"It makes me want to take in everything."

[ancient_prophecy]

But if you do, you'll be admiring me for my body, and not my glory, and that's bad, Whelp.

[beastkingnaoma]

"It's part of the glory. Like aphrodite and the clamshell and the cherubs and all that."

[ancient_prophecy]

I don't know what you're referring to.

[beastkingnaoma]

"..You know. Aphrodite. The greek goddess."

[ancient_prophecy]

Who?

[beastkingnaoma]

"Never. Mind."

[ancient_prophecy]

Still, you do not get to look at my body below the neck until you respect my glory, Whelp.