Kapitel 34: Chapter 34: Wake (Part 2)
[Clock - 13:23 | 01:22 PM]
[Calendar - 18/02/2003]
[Location - Croc Kingdom (Name Pending) - Old Gotham, Gotham City, New Jersey]
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3rd Person POV
"Hello, good morning Pamela!" Atlas greeted the green skinned lady that was wearing a black throny crown, tending to a small potted plant while also wearing a leaf necklace, she was sitting on this small stone table in front of the home she received, eating a small plate of salad. Atlas, however, was wearing different clothes from when he went to sleep and woke up wearing cleaner and different clothes. In particular, he was wearing a big black leather jacket, and a big shirt that looked like it wasn't exactly made for him but for a man bigger than him. "Good to see you in this beautiful, awesome morning where nothing will go wrong!" He sounded and looked like he was very nervous and embarrassed about something- And the reason behind his nervousness and shy embarrassment was following right behind him.
"...it's afternoon." Waylon was back to wearing only a black leather jacket, the jade golden crown on his head with the big emerald seemed to sink deeper into his skull than before. Differently from before, however, Waylon wore a completely new and different leather jacket- It had a small green crocodile embroidered on it, very badly embroidered I might add. But the leather was of excellent quality! And it had this rather interesting lustrous ever so faint glow: "...Hello, Pamela." Awkwardly, Waylon greeted Pamela- he didn't exactly know how to act around her, seeing as the person (stuck up fucking bitch) he knew before turned out to be a puppet to a greater and much worse council of entities that sought out the rebirth of the great green. "Sorry, this guy has been... Well, excited to go back to work, fuckin' workaholic..."
"Hey! Are you the one spending loads of magic energy making a kingdom?" Atlas asked, indignantly. Seriously, he was very excited to build the big pool he wanted for the Croc Kingdom- It would be a public one, so everyone can use it, but he will also make sure to make one on the King's palace- which he is considering making it a pyramid. Why? Because he had the idea of making the first floor be the place where the throne would be and where people could find council from wise king... That is, if Waylon wants to do that kind of thing. "And even if you did, I'd doubt you'd be good at it like me."
"No, but I can put loads on you." With a cocky smirk, Waylon pulled Atlas in his arms- That was enough to reveal the rather glaring red mark on the younger man's shoulder, a big mark that looked like teeth. Holding Atlas' chin with a one of his hands, Waylon made him look at him as he pulled him closer and whispered right by hjs ear: "And I do that good, don't I?" Atlas couldn't help but shiver, and that made Waylon want to lick him up and eat him-
"...boys, right in front of my salad?" With an eyebrow lifted, Poison Iv- No, Pamela Isley looked at the rather unusual couple. The boy who had saved her and the man who was the king of this place, the place that when she was invited to, the voices in her head screamed at her to just go- this was golden opportunity, as they were saying, all because Killer Croc (or should she refer to him as King Croc now?) said a few fancy words that related to the Green... And remembering the conversation she had with the floating boy beside him, clearly he was the one who told King Croc what to say. "I certainly hope you didn't come to meet me just to... do this in front of me, whatever kink you two have, I'd rather not ne involved with."
"I apologize for him-" Regal and elegant, Atlas pushed Waylon's face away from him ("Gah! Not the nostrils!") as he smiled politely to Pamela: "Have you considered my proposal? I already have prepared on my end, should you wish to participate in this small endeavor of mine." He was really excited because yesterday (today? It was in the early, early morning, do I guess today) after Atlas told her in extreme detail what the Green had been doing to her mind and gave her the crown she now wears (it had a similar effect to Waylon's crown too!) they discussed about magic and how it could affect plant life. As a favor (subtly putting her in debt to him, I know, very Fey of him), he gave her a book. This is where the function [Manifest] of the System comes in play- When activated, he can make the mental book that he is reading become physical, and he gets to choose the language, the size, cape, and other details about the book except what was written on it. "Also- How do you like that book? I hope it's seving you well?"
"Ah, the [Book About Magical Botany, Not From That Stupid Fucking Universe Where Wizards Use Wands and Speak Latin, by Real Magical Botanist 69?], it's an... interesting read, I'd say." Blinking at the green book on the table, she suppressed the urge to sigh- it was a good book, the knowledge within was something she never even thought of before! Magic was not something she was able to use, or not yet, as Atlas did say if she agreed to become part of the Croc Kingdom, not only would she receive support from them but would also learn magic herself, albeit one that is slightly different from his by its very nature (he laughed after saying that, for some reason). He also offered her a title, a place to make her experiments, and responsibilities. "And about your proposal... Let me ask you again. My responsibilities are providing plant matter to the kingdom, protecting the kingdom in its time of need, and worship one of the six Guardian Gods of the Kingdom?"
"Well, these are just the basic responsibilities, of course." Atlas seemed to stop for a few moments to think before he began to count on his fingers: "Well, there are a few things you'll need to do- like, if we need help to do something and you can help, it'll be expected from you. There are a few other things that will probably become something that you'll be like 'Peace Out' and I won't judge you- We will probably fight the Justice League or one of their associates, but that's for the future." Atlas didn't see the small confusion on Pamela's face (she was way more expressive than before, having her own mind back meant having her own emotioms back too) as he listed: "Perhaps we will need to deal with magical threats too in the future, like evil gods, evil spirits, otherworldly invasions, making trade routes with otherworldly beings, and probably expanding the empire... But that's for the future you to worry about, if you accept my proposal."
"...I accept it." Well, Pamela shrugged- Let her future self deal with her future problems!
(Sometime in the future, Future Pamela: Fuck past me!)
"Good- shake my hand, let's make it official then!" Atlas offered Pamela his palm- She hesitated for a moment, but shook it nonetheless: "Yes... ARE YOU READ-" There was a sharp contrast of a shock of color, purple, black and white alongside sharp poisonous green colors flashed and drums began to play- "Nope, wrong script- Welcome to the Croc Kingdom!"
...did that just happen or...? You know what, better to ignore it.
"It's... great to be here?" Pamela was still deciding if she was happy to be here or if it was great to be here, but she was here regardless. And she was thankful that Atlas released her mind from the cage of roots and branches that those assholes had put on her: "So, you're going to show me what you wanted to...?"
"Oh! Right-" Atlas shoved his hand on his Bag of Holding and pulled out this intricately weaved and twisted small seed: "I took an ordinary seed that I found, and inserted as much magic inside as I could- I mean, a few ended up exploding, but this one didn't explode! I can guess I did something with it, because I was enchanting it like it was a magical item, and I filled it with a lot of Abjuration magic- oh, that one is defensive sort of magic, and also kinda disruptive too, but mostly protective, defensive, evasive, and other aspects -and it got like this! Cool, right? I'm pretty sure it'll grown into thorny vines or something like that, maybe? It's really cool, right!?"
Taken aback by enthusiasm of the boy that shoved this bundle of tied small weeds together, she was about to ask what he was talking about (this didn't look like any seed she had ever seen) but she held herself back as curiosity filled her mind. "Curious... This is something-" She could feel it. Even though her connection to the Green was weaker, it wasn't completely gone, and Atlas told her it could be strengthened if she practiced what he would teach her later. "-its weirdly adorable, like a small child."
"Well, you can ask my little assistant Jax to get you dirt if you wanna plant it- I'd reccomend magical soil, so it can grow healthy and strong!" Atlas floated a few inches above Waylon's head (was he growing taller?) as he looked at a list, a notebook on his hands that seemingly came out of nowhere: "Crossing out this section here... Let's see-"
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List
1: Build Foundation
2: Get a King
3: Get a Queen (?)
4: Get land
5: Establish military power
6: Establish monetary power
7: Make Waylon a Shazam
8: Make Waylon a Demigod
9: Get stronger.
10: Get memories back?
11: Lose Virginity
12: Enchant Items (Progress!)
13: Make a pocket space (Bag of Holding?)
14: Find out how to make safe drugs. Gotta legalize weed!
15: Get the city in the sky!
16: Get the gods more worshippers
17: Make a Roman pool, make it magical too because I want it to be.
18: Get Pamela her little gift.
19: Make temples (Turn special buildings into temples?)
20: Learn about Transmuter's Stone (Make one!)
21: Magical herbal drugs?
22: Train more in Metamagic, can't only know Transmute Spell!
23: Learn Sorcery?
24: Test more things on Immortal Test Dummy (Solomon)
25: Make magical school
26: Drinking age is 16! Buying is 18.
27: Get magical teachers... Constantine?
28: Leylines, study them.
29: Develop currency? (Not likely)
30: Plane Shift! Trip to the Elemental Plane Of Air?
31: Make Sobek a little hat
32: ...is it possible to get pregnant from a Werecreature?
33: Develop Teleportation Circles, to where? (Make various floating islands?)
34: GET GAYER
35: More Awakened Animals!
36: Get more Werecreatures, need diversity.
37: Maybe become THE magical empire?
38: Get a dragon. Preferably a metallic one.
39: Make new life (magical, not pregnancy)
40: Annoy Batman
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"And, one less thing crossed off!" Atlas smiled cheerfully: "Time to go make a Roman pool!" With that, Atlas flew away to go exactly as he said- He had a beautiful design already! He would make it for Hathor in the name of Ptah, then he'll allow all crocodiles to swim on it too! It's a public pool after all. He has the idea of letting the water come from the fountain and have this beautiful waterfall on the top into another statue that will be covered by the thin veil of water from the waterfall, and that statue will be Hathor sitting on a egyptian lotus flower-
"...seriously, you dick down a guy once because he looked really sad and adorable, and he suddenly gets a lot of energy... I was pretty sure he didn't have that much energy with me." Waylon didn't know if he should feel relieved or disappointed, to be honest.
"..." She silently entered back into the home she got from Atlas. Right behind the book she got, was a small note, she opened it and sighed- Well, this place doesn't seem that bad...
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Congratulations! Under my authority, I hereby grant thee, Pamela Isley, the title of-
Lady of the Immaculate Garden
-please use this title as you seem fit, with great regards, Atlas - The Jester.
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-Auhor-
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