alliriyan
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Post by alliriyan on Mar 15, 2010 16:24:02 GMT -5
THE ANCESTOR'S TEMPLE The very instant Shang and Mulan left the family temple there was an explosion of glittering blue light as every ghost in residence sprang into action. The ranks of the deceased went from resting-in-peace to all-out verbal war in the blink of a see-through eyelid. "What is this FARCE?" roared Shang's father, the esteemed General Li. "Two hundred years of loyalty to the Emperor's military for THIS?" His formerly red cloak of office swirled in the air dangerously. "A pint-sized tablet in the pagoda of an impersonator?" "Yo! Hey! Guys! There're more pressin' issues at hand here!" The new voice cut through the bickering like...the voice of someone very used to talking over others. Mushu peered over the edge of his hard-won pedestal, spitting a fireball to catch their attention. "What? O...promoted one?" asked Fa Lao dangerously. "Is there another invasion?" suggested General Li, it being the only thing he could think of more important than the insult to his honour. "No! Waaay worse than that!" Mushu waved his arms around wildly. "There's twennyfour guardians now and only one position open! Your guys are all gonna have to fight to the death over it!" One of the Fa farmer ancestors blinked at him through her thick glasses. "I thought all the positions were full, Abe... did ya get fired agin?" "Nope! Sheesh, lady, I'm the hero of China...'s guardian!" Mushu pulled himself up to his full serpentine length and stroked his whiskers dramatically. "Unless your lot are all good-looking enough to share perches, I'm afraid there's only one thing for it." The dragon grinned, sharp white teeth flashing out of the shadowy ceiling. "Gong ringer." An angry chirruping came from below as the residents, both old and new, were silenced by shock. Mushu held his claws over his heart and looked ashamed, ears drooping. "Aw man, I'm sorry lucky bug. Of course it's your place." He looked up and clapped imperiously. "Okay, okay, it's decided. You guys're all sleeping on the floor." The pagoda shook down to its foundations at the following uproar. ~
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levy120
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Post by levy120 on Mar 15, 2010 16:48:42 GMT -5
“Who in the emperor’s name, DO you think you are?“ the great Ancestor hollered as he throttled Mushu’s neck with a rich swing that didn’t even give him a chance to answer, until the dragon curled his tail around the pedestal and snapped out of the ghost’s hands. A low growl escaped the dragon’s throat, as he clung to his pedestal, pulling the worst grimace he’d given the Ancestor in a long time. However rather to be interpreted with an aggressive behaviour, Mushu merely, or rather as well, mimicked his petrified colleagues – and the once that were not.
The group of animals had gathered where Mushu tried to keep them permanently.
A male gray rabbit shook off some dust and hopped a little closer, pinning one of his ears up straight, to muster the already annoying loudmouth. “Timeout!” it called, and the dragon gave it a dismissive and superior glance downwards, quickly and fluently pulling himself straight up again. “What’s that, Master Hare?”
“Who is this so-called, Hero of China?” the bunny questioned, an ever resting glare not leaving his face. Mushu’s feature however beamed, and he prepared the possibly longest retelling of his side of the story, when one of the grannies came and snatched him from behind, shutting the dragon’s mouth.
“Don’t give him any attention!” the female ghost slightly panicked, as the dragon attempted to pull himself free from the transparent hand, some sounds of protests escaping his covered throat, “Really! Don’t!”
In attempt of quick support a whole bunch of ancestors flooded the view of the newcomers, however this proofed to be rather futile with the lack of a solid body.
The general detested to be left out of things, even more than he hated to be ignored and in one moment of bewilderment he scowled. “I can’t believe you’re making such a fuss over such a little-“ “DON’T SAY IT!”
(You wanted a rabbit, I give you a rabbit %D)
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alliriyan
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Post by alliriyan on Mar 19, 2010 13:26:01 GMT -5
Mushu wrestled free, and shouted out loud and proud: "I'm the best thing that ever happened to the Fa family!"
Surrounded completely by disbelieving stares, even the dauntless dragon was slightly put back. "Actions speak louder, right? Lookit this!" Vanishing into the dark of the ceiling for a moment, more than a few of the assembled wished he would never reappear. But return he did, staggering under the weight of a heavy golden crest with a five-clawed dragon emblazoned across it.
"That's...the Emperor's own..." stammered General Li, pointing at it with a shaking finger. For the Emperor to relinquish such a thing spoke of unbelievable honour.
"Yeah," croaked Mushu, grinning through the pain of lifting the solid gold medallion. "It's my official mark of awesome guardianship. And it also means my little Mulan is worth keeping in the family temple, right? She took out the Hun army with one rocket! And Shan Yu with a fan, and another rocket! ...She has this thing for explosives, ya know..."
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levy120
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Post by levy120 on Apr 14, 2010 4:44:37 GMT -5
(*is specifically waiting for the amount of participation to increase and totally NOT obvious about it*)
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Post by bookwormgal on Apr 14, 2010 8:55:36 GMT -5
"As does the crimson lizard," murmered one of the Fa ancestors, rolling her eyes at the dragon's bragging. "He has to be the center of attention and be as flashy as the sky during the New Year celebrations."
"The point is," Mushu continued, deliberately ignoring the comment, "this dragon and his little girl has done more to promote this family than any of these guardian losers."
One of the Li family guardians, the rooster, grumbled softly, "All in favor of launching that lizard out of the temple, say I."
The crimson dragon finished his moment of bragging by grinning confidently, "Which means that now the Li family gets to enjoy my awesome skills at guiding for the future generations. So I don't see what the problem is if a few of these lesser guardians have to sleep on the floor." "I'm sure that they will truly appreciate your presence for generations to come," Fa Deng muttered, his head tucked under his arm. "I know I am."
As the serpentine creature tried to argue that he's allowed at least one mistake, he failed to notice that the other twenty-three guardians were whispering together. And their expressions were not completely pleasant.
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Post by levy120 on Apr 14, 2010 9:57:15 GMT -5
(It worked ) “You can’t kick me out!“ the dragon yelled back into the building, still as he skidded over the steps. “This arrangement was made especially for me!” “Keep on dreaming!” the Li oxen barked and behind him several miniature animals roared in laughter. Mushu huffed, got onto his feet and deliberately headed for the Fa household. At least there he would get the appreciation he deserved. Guests were still filling the place, so the dragon had to be very careful not to be seen. Logically the temple was the safest place to stay at, but practically Mushu’s sense of safety was more than abstract. Hiding behind the remaining platform of where the Great Stone Dragon once used to reside, the red dragon kept an open eye on the scenario, his eyes particularly searching for a specific – presumably busy – pair of people. As soon as he spotted them his guardian senses tingled in alarm and Mushu ducked from eyesight, just to spot how Granny Fa was just passing him on her way to the Ancestors’ Temple a handful of gifts in her skinny arms. “Oh come on!” Mushu complained, crossing his own. Those newcomers deserved NOTHING of that stuff, what did they do to bring the Fa-family honor? Huh? What? Huh? Huh?!
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Post by bookwormgal on Nov 2, 2010 21:46:33 GMT -5
As the eldest living member of the Fa family stepped inside the shrine, a certain lucky cricket hopped out. The insect made his way to the still-sulking Mushu and gave an inquiring chirp.
"Oh, I'm fine," grumbled the crimson guardian. "It isn't like this will be permanent. You'll see. I give them a couple of hours, a day at max, before they all coming crawling back to beg for forgiveness. They'll realize how much they need me and how none of those other guardians can even hold a candle to my talent."
Another chirp greeted this statement, this one sounding unconvinced by Mushu's words.
"You know I'm the greatest thing since the invention of the egg roll. I'd like to hear one of those whimpering losers claim to have lead their charge to a victory as impressive as Mulan's. Go ahead. I can wait."
The insect didn't even try to reply this time. He simply rolled his eyes.
After a moment, the serpentine creature remarked, "You know, I bet I can prove my extreme superiority to those twenty-three fools fairly easily. After all, if they saw me in action... they would have to admit I'm the best and I wouldn't have to wait for them to start begging for my return."
Cri-Kee tilted his head and produced a suspicious chirp. He did not like where Mushu's thoughts seemed to be heading.
"On the other hand, large invasions of Huns are hard to come by on a moment's notice. And I need something fast and flashy, but close by, in order for them to watch. Still, after my last attempt to mess with Mulan, I should probably keep her out of it..."
He paused, reflecting on how his last interference in her life almost ruined it. Suppressing a shudder, he decided he would find a way to prove to the others his awesomeness while keeping her involvement to a minimum.
With a grin, the crimson dragon was suddenly struck with a moment of pure genius. While the Fa family all spent some time in the shrine at different points (and, undoubtedly Pretty-boy would now be showing up there too), the one that all the shrine inhabitants paid the most attention to would be Grandmother Fa herself. She was, after all, next in line for the glowing blue group of spirits. Anything that happened to her was noticed by even the most oblivious guardian or sleepy ghost. If he was able to guide her somehow and demonstrate how he was vastly greater than any other guardian, then all those newcomers would treat him with the respect he deserved.
Of course, since he was technically Mulan's guardian, he wasn't really supposed to be seen by anyone else (like Shang, but he couldn't fix that now...). That would make guiding the old woman difficult, but he would find a way. And he would have to figure out what he would be guiding her to do. She wasn't trying to join the army or save China, but the crimson dragon felt confident he could find something.
Cri-Kee glanced at him uneasily, certain whatever was in Mushu's head was going to equal trouble in the near future.
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