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Janka
Legacy Name: Janka
The
Chibi HikeiOwner: Snowfalls
Age: 16 years, 5 months, 3 weeks
Born: September 27th, 2009
Adopted: 12 years, 9 months, 1 day ago
Adopted: June 18th, 2013
Statistics
- Level: 1
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 0/10
- Intelligence: 0
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Beach Comber
Oober rude, glares a ton, and is just... nasty.
Holding a cup of warm tea beneath her face, so as to let the steam warm her body, the elder woman looked out into the day.
She was sitting in a rocking chair on her old wooden porch, bundled up in layers of green and blue blankets. Her piles of soft brown, leathery wrinkles allowed her flesh to blend in with the blankets, making her look like a blob of color.
Around the corner, a group of three children peered through the overgrown hedges into the yard of the dreaded Old Woman Janka.
“There she is!â€
“She actually exists!â€
“I thought she was a fairy tale.â€
Old Woman Janka had lived in the small village since childhood, but had become known among the elders as a rude, cruel lady. She rarely ventured away from her own yard, allowing the adults to turn her into a myth of sorts in order to scare their children and keep them in line.
“You better eat your vegetables, or I’m going to tell Old Woman Janka!â€
“It’s lights out! You best go to sleep now, or Old Woman Janka will come get you!â€
The house was made of dark wood, which probably shone brilliantly in the sun a long time ago, but since it had been allowed to fall into disrepair, it simply served to make the house seem full of evil.
Inspired by the house, one of the children came up with a brilliant idea. She turned to the others and whispered excitedly, “I dare you to go up to the porch and poke her.â€
The others gasped in shock. “No way, Ella!†the boy told her. The other girl nodded in agreement. “As soon as you get close enough to touch her, she’ll reach out and eat you!â€
Ella giggled and narrowed her eyes to mock them. “I bet she’s dead. Look at her.†All three peeked through the hedges again. “She hasn’t moved in ages.â€
Well, if that was the case, then surely, one of them could go. Since Ella made the dare, the other two children played a game of Rock, Paper, Scissors to decide who would follow it through.
The boy lost, and he pushed through the hedges in order to make his way toward Old Woman Janka. He crawled forward, his arms gathering dirt already. “You can do it, Jacob!†The girls whispered encouragements from the hedges, neither of them daring to follow.
Panting with terror, he finally broke from the battle of the overgrown lawn and reached the porch steps. Just two paces away from him, there she sat. Her glazed-over eyes looked like they were frozen in a perpetual glare, and Jacob could swear that she followed his every move without ever moving or even blinking herself.
He climbed onto the bottom step, which creaked loudly enough to echo around the quiet neighborhood. He flinched at the sound, but Old Woman Janka hadn’t moved at all. He stretched upward, attempting to touch the woman’s leg without having to get too close to her.
Stretching as far as he could, his fingers finally brushed against her flesh, and –
The girls ran into town crying and screaming, “She got Jacob! She got Jacob!†When they found their parents, they would swear that the woman had hooves for hands, and a jaw that opened wide enough to swallow him whole!
While the parents chuckled at the girls’ imagination, when they went hunting for the young boy, they couldn’t locate him.
Holding a cup of warm, lemon tea beneath her face, the mounds of flesh moved, and a small smile could be found among them.
Story by the amazing @twocents
Old Woman Janka
Holding a cup of warm tea beneath her face, so as to let the steam warm her body, the elder woman looked out into the day.
She was sitting in a rocking chair on her old wooden porch, bundled up in layers of green and blue blankets. Her piles of soft brown, leathery wrinkles allowed her flesh to blend in with the blankets, making her look like a blob of color.Around the corner, a group of three children peered through the overgrown hedges into the yard of the dreaded Old Woman Janka.
“There she is!â€
“She actually exists!â€
“I thought she was a fairy tale.â€
Old Woman Janka had lived in the small village since childhood, but had become known among the elders as a rude, cruel lady. She rarely ventured away from her own yard, allowing the adults to turn her into a myth of sorts in order to scare their children and keep them in line.
“You better eat your vegetables, or I’m going to tell Old Woman Janka!â€
“It’s lights out! You best go to sleep now, or Old Woman Janka will come get you!â€
The house was made of dark wood, which probably shone brilliantly in the sun a long time ago, but since it had been allowed to fall into disrepair, it simply served to make the house seem full of evil.
Inspired by the house, one of the children came up with a brilliant idea. She turned to the others and whispered excitedly, “I dare you to go up to the porch and poke her.â€
The others gasped in shock. “No way, Ella!†the boy told her. The other girl nodded in agreement. “As soon as you get close enough to touch her, she’ll reach out and eat you!â€
Ella giggled and narrowed her eyes to mock them. “I bet she’s dead. Look at her.†All three peeked through the hedges again. “She hasn’t moved in ages.â€
Well, if that was the case, then surely, one of them could go. Since Ella made the dare, the other two children played a game of Rock, Paper, Scissors to decide who would follow it through.
The boy lost, and he pushed through the hedges in order to make his way toward Old Woman Janka. He crawled forward, his arms gathering dirt already. “You can do it, Jacob!†The girls whispered encouragements from the hedges, neither of them daring to follow.
Panting with terror, he finally broke from the battle of the overgrown lawn and reached the porch steps. Just two paces away from him, there she sat. Her glazed-over eyes looked like they were frozen in a perpetual glare, and Jacob could swear that she followed his every move without ever moving or even blinking herself.
He climbed onto the bottom step, which creaked loudly enough to echo around the quiet neighborhood. He flinched at the sound, but Old Woman Janka hadn’t moved at all. He stretched upward, attempting to touch the woman’s leg without having to get too close to her.
Stretching as far as he could, his fingers finally brushed against her flesh, and –
The girls ran into town crying and screaming, “She got Jacob! She got Jacob!†When they found their parents, they would swear that the woman had hooves for hands, and a jaw that opened wide enough to swallow him whole!
While the parents chuckled at the girls’ imagination, when they went hunting for the young boy, they couldn’t locate him.
Holding a cup of warm, lemon tea beneath her face, the mounds of flesh moved, and a small smile could be found among them.
Story by the amazing @twocents