SweetFloatsFlats Posted February 2, 2015 Share Posted February 2, 2015 Please Register/ Sign In, in order to see the links. A young Merman was born in the sea off of the coast of America (The Pacific). Male mers are very limited, and their birth was believed to be a sign of a holy or plentiful year. Because of their significance they are often named after precious things. Because of this, he was named 'Saffierblau', meaning 'Sapphire', because the only colour on him was his very stunning blue eyes. And as he grew up, that colour grew more and more beautiful, while the rest of him stayed pale and pearl coloured. This worried many, as they had never seen such a colorless mer, but over the years they found a lot more things to worry about. The young man was very unlike the regular male. Matter of fact, he acted almost identical to the female. Male mers are like lions, they rule and mate with all the wemon in their group and kill off other older males or abandon them. They're very violent and demanding, behaving and expecting treatment as if they were gods. On the other hand, girls tend to be very gentle and caring for each other, though they are harsh competitors for mates, only the 'head wives' tend to stoop too any sort of violence towards other females, unless the male says so. Women also do all the work, unlike the man who is very able to coordinate and control, women are usually uncomfortable giving orders. They usually tended to be more brilliant then the male because of their large amounts curiosity. Saffierblau, or 'Safivar' as some of the littler girls called him, seemed to have no leading skills at all, he was quiet and didn't enjoy being bossy or cruel. The head male considered it nothing, though suspicions grew and rumors spread, then finally when he turned 18 his father couldn't dismiss it as 'he's just growing' sent someone to watch him to see how he acted when he thought no one was looking. And they eventually caught him doing something they would've never expected. Women possess beautiful singing voices, to lure men under the water, so they can violate and eat them. Safivar, had went to the shore to watch a human dock, just far enough if someone saw they could brush it off as 'nothing'... and he sung. He was quiet, but it was still rung in the ears and made the merwoman who heard it feel faint, and look Safivar gave when tore his eyes away from the shore and onto her was something shed never forget. Boys weren't by suppose to be curious about humans. And they certainly weren't suppose to sing. Later that day, Safiver Sat quietly against the coral brushing his hair through his fingers. Today was just like any other day, so it seemed, he could do what he pleased when he pleased but he chooses to stay close to the shores just out of the eyesight of the beautiful creatures who wades around in the sun and sand. It seemed very normal, but it wasn't. Because soon other's began to come up. He blinked, swimming up as they came near, knowing what was to become of him now. Mermaids never came this close to the shore in a group like that unless hunting... or, they were attacking. He stared glancing behind him up where the water and the sand met. Up on land he knew he would be poked and prodded, not being treated very kindly at all too say the least. Then again, he knew the hoard coming towards him wasn't much better So he swam, his tail booing as fast as it could manage but of course it was always the girls who had the upper hand in speed. He got close to shore, nearly grazing a boat before one finally grabbed his hair and yanked him back. A mass tails and hands and hair wrapped around him and yanked at him. He gave a shrill scream before a hand covered his mouth, dragging him back into the deeper part of the water. While normally he felt nothing with the temperature with the water he couldn't help but shiver as he was dragged down and away from the surface of the water. The ripped out strands of hair. They bit his skin. They cut his tail. They choked, strangled and mangled him, tossing his limp body too and fro, one after the other. He kept his eyes closed and mouthed clenched, taking every hit trying just not to struggle, knowing it would only end in more pain. When most of them got bored, which they often did attacking a limp body, the leader simply shoved him onto a empty beach, leaving him to dry out, unaware just how close humans were. He was very tired when he reached the shore, while the sand ground into his cuts and breathing the air burned his lungs, he was very happy with the stillness. He sighed a tiny bit, closing his eyes. He could see red seeping into the sand. He started to doze off, red in his eyes and mouth. He laid on the shore for almost 3 hours, his body never drying up though his back had gotten a red sunburn. His tail, while seemingly glimmery to someone who'd never seen it while he was swimming, was actually beginning to shrivel. His breath was raspy and his throat sore. Sand was in his face and mouth and the sand around him was pink from where blooded drained do it and where the tide would sweep it away. He was far from alright, but he stayed completely still, making loud screeches when a bird would get to close. He almost missed the humans, gawking at him silently. They wandered over in an awkward but unbreakable quiet, from all angles they examined him. They scribbled notes and talked, and while Safiver was not deaf he was just enough loopy from blood loss to not think much of it. Though they broke his fragile ease when a man, a very idiotic scientist, gently rested his callous and cold hand on his shoulder, planning on turing him over to see the wound. But, his eyes shot open, the brilliant blue frightening them and making them jump back. Not only that be he screamed, shrill and horrified. They jumped back, one pulling a stun gun, not thinking then they probably scared him more then he scared them. He was surrounded by odd people who wobbled on two legs, who wore white coats gloves and goggles, who touched and stared at him with no shame. He shook a bit from fear and his eyes glanced nervously at anything nearby that moved. He sniffled and hiccuped a tiny bit, and every little movement from that caused pain in his throat. He was burning energy trying to keep himself awake incase the scientists, tried to hurt him. But what did come was not a pruned old man with grubby hands and frightening attire. It was a much easier sight to handle... He can be a smart ass to people he just met but after a really long time of getting to know him, he is a really smart guy. [/center] Mer: Human: He's a very curious type, a quick learner. He's stubborn too, brave too the point of being fool-hearty most times. It's rare he will choose to run instead of fight. That being said he's very needy and is a bit of a slave to emotion- he'd be the kind who would die of sadness or lonliness. His logic isn't very well. He likes to touch things. His singing is hypnotic like a serins and can make the average person fall in love with him briefly. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Icookies Posted February 2, 2015 Share Posted February 2, 2015 He walked closer to the mer as he pulled up his goggles, his silverish blue eyes piercing. He raised his hand to tell the other scientist to lower his weapon," Dont hurt him" He said as he walked closer to the mer. Aoba took off his gloves as she kneeled down to the mer. His eyes never leaving the mer's beautiful sapphire eyes," Can you understand me" He asked slowly just in case the Mer didnt understand him," My name is Aoba, And I am a scientist, a person who study science. " He said slowly as he pulled off his white coat, as he laid it over the mer's body to keep him from shriveling up from the sun, " I am not going to hurt you" He said with a sweet smile as he moved back to stand up. Aoba Looked down at the mer as he stood up fully. His hair was a gorgeous white color that fit the color of his eyes. He had a few pierecings on his face and ears but other then that he was a good look man," We'll take him back to the lab to run some tests on him..And get his wounds taken care of "He said as he watched as his other scientist lifted up the mer off of the ground as he turned back to the mer as they all walked back up the pier to their lab. He would look back once in a while to make sure the mer hadn't died yet. They finally walked to the lab after a half an hour, " Take him to an empty water room and take care of his wounds..He dont want him dying on us."He whispered into of his men's ear to make sure they got it the first time. He turned to look at the mer and smiled," They are going to take care of you and then ill come back and check on you after you have healed up" He said as he turned his back on him once again as he walked to his office to take notes on the mer. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SweetFloatsFlats Posted February 2, 2015 Author Share Posted February 2, 2015 Safivar stared back at him, still choking a bit on dry tears. Of course, he had no idea the stun gun was any danger to him, but seeing it lowered was a bit of a relief. He found his voice soothing but his presence and closeness just as horrific as the others- he had no idea what was happening to him and and was in extreme discomfort. His trust in the people around him was piratically non-existent. He didn't speak english, merpeople used clicks and squeaks like dolphins to communicate, so he hadn't had the slightest idea what Aoba was saying. The words he said went over his head, the comfort meant for him when given the jacket was lost on him. He found nothing but fear and discomfort in the bright whiteness of the jacket and stretcher he was put onto. He looked around for a few minuets, letting out toneless breaths of air meant to carry a melody he couldn't create in such a broken state. Eventually he gave up, letting himself go limp, his head lolling back to stare up and the bright blue sky. Blue and black faded out of his vision for the remainder of his trip. When they walked into the lab his attitude changed. He didn't hold nearly enough energy for excitement but his eyes darted around the room with uncanny speed when he was stirred from his daze. The words Aoba said were once again lost on him but they had a purpose now...He was taken and put into a shallow bath-tub like thing, the gills on his side bursting open as soon as they hit the water and he himself taking a deep gasp- had he been out of the water for too much longer he would've already transformed... His tails and arms were restrained gently, bloodloss still prominent enough too make these things too obscure too be frightening- but they did get really frightening really quickly. They started to sew him up without giving him medicine or pain killers for fear they might accidentally hurt or kill him. He gave a silent scream and starts to thrash his head and wiggles what he could. He looked, terrified at the doctor stitching him up. His breathing turned shallow and he whimpered helplessly, even after he'd had medical tape put over the stitches. Afterwards he was brought too the tank. The tank was a story high and opened at the 2nd floor. It was meant to hold sharks and rare creatures for observation, the tank could be divided into several other tanks but after word of the mer reached the head quarters the walls were taken out making it on big tank. He was gently lowered in and he floated gently too the bottom. His tank was in the center of the 1st floor main research area. Offices and meeting rooms were attached to this room. His tank was reflective of 3 sides, the 4th faced an empty section of the room, different from the rest. Instead of white walls and tile this part of the room had a blue wall and a light tan rug. He stared at the blue wall and the various plant life in his tank for a long time, hardly moving anymore then how ever much the tiny current of the tank pushed. Most of the time in his tank he spent drifting in and out of a fitful sleep. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Icookies Posted February 2, 2015 Share Posted February 2, 2015 Aoba sat in his office as he studied the mer's charts. He was nothing like the other Mer's he studied before. He let out a sigh and leaned back in his chair as he closed his eyes, running his hands through his white hair. Standing up, he walked to the tank to check on his little mer friend. e let out another sigh as he walked through the halls, the female nurses and female scientists gawking at him, 'Why the hell do I look like this..' He thought to himself as he continued to walk to the tank. He arrived at the tank after an hour of walking. His office was on the other side of the building, same goes for the tank. Aoba pushed open the doors as he saw the mer at the bottom of the tank. He walked over to the tank, he placed his hand on the tank wall as he studied the mer with his eyes. Aoba was very fascinated with the mer by the coloring of him. He let out a smile and continued to watch the mer, hoping the mer would realize he was standing there, watching him. Aoba heard the door open behind him as he turned around, taking his hand off of the glass,"What is it" He asked as he walked to one of his nurses. The nurse handed him a clip-board with test results from the mer. He let out a grin and looked back at the mer." After he is healed enough, let's run some more tests on him" He said to his nurse. She nodded as she walked away, leaving Aoba and the mer in the room by themselves.He continued to study the mer as he pulled a chair close to the tank as he watched the mer's coloring. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SweetFloatsFlats Posted February 4, 2015 Author Share Posted February 4, 2015 He laid at the bottom sullen. He curled in, staring up at the blinding white lights of the tank. Mers didn't really have a term for this, they weren't really ever aware it was a thing as most mers with genetic defects were obandonded or died very quickly, but Saffierblau was an albino. He was different from other because of this... he had never thought of his colour as a barrier of any sort, but this isolation was literally four walls and a sea floow of imprisonment. He had almost attmpted to swim up through the top of the tank but he felt no will to move. He barely heard a noise, as he was under observation for a few hours. And then he heard a pitch her recognize. He looked up too the glass that was transparent too the outside world. No onem Aoba and the nurse stood on a side that has the one-way mirrors. He listened and turned his head repesctably towards the noise- sluggishly and slow from the time laying but still with the speed on interest. He eventually noticed a faint outlining of a hand. He swore it was so faint it might've not even be there- he felt even more unsure of the illision when the hand had dissapered. He paused, swimming over too his reflection. He stared at himself for a while. Mers didnt often see thier reflection too often, and thier beaty standards were more based off colour, the loction and intensity of certain colours. Eyes were especially important, which is why even though Safivar was colourless he was still considered pretty, though he looked at his reflection and found an odd sense of emptiness. Of course no one would ever dare pick on him for being the colour he because of his gender is but he couldn't help but feel a bit odd and lonely. The voices he heard caught his attention breifly but he eventually gave up since he saw nothing but himself, and he floated to the center of the tank, looking around... (just incase it isnt clear, the tank has 4 sides, 3 of those sides are like one way mirros so people can observe him and he cant see them. There is one side that is like normal glass where he can see people. The side of the room that that side of the tank is facing, the transparent side, is decorated blue and white and exists to see how fish, or in this case mermaids, react to a person in a neautral and not crowded environment while he can still be stuided on 3 sides, this also exists so they wont see the equipment in the room and be scared) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Icookies Posted February 5, 2015 Share Posted February 5, 2015 Aoba continued to look at the mer as he continued to stay in his seat. He let out a sigh and stood up from the chair to walk towards the glass before putting his hand out to tap on it slightly to see if the mer would respond to his taping. He stopped his taping for a few seconds and waited to hear a response. Aoba smiled a little happy that he finally caught something his parents told him he would never catch in a million years. Aoba felt his smile fading away think back to that hard time where he was beaten and bruised by his father while his mother just sat there and watched. He left his hand placed against the glass as he continued to wait for a reply from the mer. Aoba then heard the door open once more, he turned around and took the clipboard once more,"Lets take him out of the tank and run some tests."He said to his teammates as he walked to the experiment room to get ready to run the tests on the mer trophy that he caught. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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