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trans_92010-08-11 05:13 pm
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Pimp That Ship (open)
Amaterasu could feel her heart sink upon seeing the “Plant Temple”. It had brightened her spirit thinking that there was some life on this meat ship. This was not what she was picturing at all when she heard ‘temple’! She imagined it to be a shine of lush green foliage with little song birds and colorful flowers, a refuge of untouched nature, but It was just a sea of vines and scruffy undergrowth. Even so, this was far better than having no growth at all. The condition of the rest of the ship was far worse than this place.
As she journeyed across the ship to reach the temple the sun goddess witnessed the extent of the defoliation. Amongst the twisted, mismatched buildings and houses were patches of brown scraggily grass and shabby shrubs. Hardly anything to rave about and it did nothing to brighten up the place. The ship felt so dull and stagnate. There was a river to break up the vast expanse of brown. Well if you wanted to call that a river. Sure, it flowed like one, but where were the cattails and the water lilies? It was just as barren as the rest of the ship. She wondered if the inhabitants could remember the feel of fresh green grass between their toes or the sweet aroma of a flower.
This was not expectable in the least. Something had to be done. The condition of this place was far worse than that of Nippon. The goddess would have to make everything herself. That was going to require great amount of her spiritual power, but she could do it. She had to.
Amaterasu narrowed her eyes with new found determination and she set off to work, starting with this river. With a flick of her tail there was an eruption of flora. The once barren shore was now covered in reeds, cattails, and weeping willows that gracefully arced over the water casting their shadows. This was only the beginning. Ammy raced through the ship as a tidal wave of green was left in her wake. Tirelessly she worked through the late hours. When the inhabitant woke up it must have been quite a sight. Seemingly over the night the ship had exploded with color. Where there were once bare patches of earth was now covered with grassland and trees of all shapes and sizes. And the flowers! Oh there were flowers everywhere! Around a nearly formed meadow was a ringlet of trees and sitting in the middle was an enormous cherry tree in full bloom. Its soft pink petals fell like snow in the breeze. Sitting at the base was one very tired looking white wolf. It had taken everything the deity had, but she did it. She panted happily as she lay in the grass, she just needed to close her eyes for a bit...
As she journeyed across the ship to reach the temple the sun goddess witnessed the extent of the defoliation. Amongst the twisted, mismatched buildings and houses were patches of brown scraggily grass and shabby shrubs. Hardly anything to rave about and it did nothing to brighten up the place. The ship felt so dull and stagnate. There was a river to break up the vast expanse of brown. Well if you wanted to call that a river. Sure, it flowed like one, but where were the cattails and the water lilies? It was just as barren as the rest of the ship. She wondered if the inhabitants could remember the feel of fresh green grass between their toes or the sweet aroma of a flower.
This was not expectable in the least. Something had to be done. The condition of this place was far worse than that of Nippon. The goddess would have to make everything herself. That was going to require great amount of her spiritual power, but she could do it. She had to.
Amaterasu narrowed her eyes with new found determination and she set off to work, starting with this river. With a flick of her tail there was an eruption of flora. The once barren shore was now covered in reeds, cattails, and weeping willows that gracefully arced over the water casting their shadows. This was only the beginning. Ammy raced through the ship as a tidal wave of green was left in her wake. Tirelessly she worked through the late hours. When the inhabitant woke up it must have been quite a sight. Seemingly over the night the ship had exploded with color. Where there were once bare patches of earth was now covered with grassland and trees of all shapes and sizes. And the flowers! Oh there were flowers everywhere! Around a nearly formed meadow was a ringlet of trees and sitting in the middle was an enormous cherry tree in full bloom. Its soft pink petals fell like snow in the breeze. Sitting at the base was one very tired looking white wolf. It had taken everything the deity had, but she did it. She panted happily as she lay in the grass, she just needed to close her eyes for a bit...
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"Ah, I wonder what caused this?" she wondered allowed, her eyes landing on the tree Amaterasu rested under.
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"Hello," she greeted.