I'm Weird. But A Good Weird.

'Ello there! You may know me, you my not know me! My name is Kodak, the Father of the Oceans! Depending on who you ask, I started life on earth, so try and be respectful, eh? It doesn't matter who you ask when it comes to my age, though; I'm about as old as dirt. So, seriously, be respectful.

22 hours ago on September 17th | J | 74,818 notes

roachpatrol:

NOW YOU CAN GET ANDALITE STICKERS

also they are transparent so please feel free to drag them around your dashboard and go ‘whee!’

1 day ago on September 16th | J | 445 notes
Tagged as: #baby #babies 

All Ye Hallows // mynameiskodak + life—in—the—caverns

a-london-dragon:

A feeling of wonder swept through Limey. To see an actual live Andalite. It was amazing! Even if this one seemed to be giving her a death-glare. 

"That’s really cool", she said. The concept of ‘religious development’ kind of swept over her head, but she figured being a liaison had to be a damn important job too. Looking over to the Andalite, she gave him a polite bow of the head. "It’s a pleasure to meet you, Nytig."

<Behave, my child.> Kodak said privately to Nytig. As he was doing so, he also spoke with his voice. “I can show you inside, if you’d like. Nytig can accompany us, but I’m afraid you won’t see any other Andalites today unless you stay overnight. You can meet my Caretaker though!”

Kodak’s face lit up when he mentioned his Caretaker. “She nursed my growing body after my old one died, and she’s also the person who discovered my children! If it wasn’t for her I’d still thin they had died out.”

6 days ago on September 11th | J | 17 notes

All Ye Hallows // mynameiskodak + life—in—the—caverns

life—in—the—caverns:

mynameiskodak:

It was grand and breathtaking, Kodak was sure. But to the God himself, the sight before them both was, if anything, lackluster and depressing. The star stone cradled by the tallest tower was cracked and dim compared to its former glory. The portal hub tower, once alight wth glowing lines and runes all over its surface, was dead and dull. Insde it there was no buzz of activity, the marble was moss covered and cracked, the portal arches were empty and the fountains were rife with mold. The city was inhabited, now, but the populace was a fraction of the size it once was, and wasn’t varied in the least.

"It’s beautiful, isn’t it?" He said with a hint of sadness in his voice. "You should have seen it just a few million years ago." But then he wiped the sad smile from his face and replaced it with an earnest one. "Now how about we go talk to some Andalites? Nytig is the only one who will talk to us right now, all of the others will ignore us so they can do their work. It’s not easy, rebuilding a city."

As if on cue, there was a frenzied pattering of delicate hooves from inside the temple, as the Andalite Kodak had just mentioned came running out. In these warmer weathers, the hoodie he wore was unzipped and so flapped around in an ungainly manner. Not that he minded of course.

<Father Kodak, I felt a foreign mind and - >, Nytig’s thoughts stopped short as he caught sight of Limey. Four eyes scanned over the halfa, the eye-stalks narrowing in suspicion as he saw how she was holding Kodak.

<Is she an intruder?> he queried, his thoughts purely directed at the God. <Should I call for Priestess Ailbe?>

Nytig’s sudden appearance drew a smile out of the ancient God. “Limey, this is Nytig,” Kodak said with his mouth and lungs as he said <She’s a guest, don’t worry.> directly to Nytig with his mind.

"Nytig here is in charge of religious development among his brethren. Which is to say he’s my liaison because all of the other Andalites are too respectful of me to actually have a conversation with me. They try, they really do, but it’s way too stressful for everybody. Cept for Nytig!" He finished with a smile. 

6 days ago on September 11th | J | 17 notes

All Ye Hallows // mynameiskodak + life—in—the—caverns

a-london-dragon:

mynameiskodak:

Kodak saw the drop of blood, and he decided to heal it before they left. Well, before he left. Once Limey had a firm enough grip on his arm, he sent a spark of energy out from his core, through his body, along his arm, up Limey’s arm, and into the tear in her lip. Said tear was immediately healed. Unfortunately, undamaging hurt the same amount as damaging. 

Before she could yelp or even react, Kodak stepped onto the moss patch just outside his temple. Limey was taken with, because her grip was tight enough that when Kodak’s arm was suddenly thousands of miles away it wasn’t yanked out of her grip, nor did she fall off during the journey. Which was a very good thing indeed. 

"You okay?"

Limey barely noticed the nip being healed, seeing as suddenly everything was not how it had been. One second her feet were on the concrete of a pavement. And yet all it took was a step to reach this enormous cavern. It was gobsmackingly huge. And this temple - it almost as large as her house. Slowly, the halfa turned her head around, taking in the sight below them, from the top of this hill. 

Such a vast city sprawled beneath them. Flat-roofed houses mixed with domed buildings, and two tall towers jutted out from the small crowds. It was nothing she’d ever seen before.

She promptly realised she was holding Kodak’s arm in a death grip. 

"I-I’m okay", she hissed, although she wasn’t planning on letting go any time soon. "It’s just - just a lot to take in right now."

It was grand and breathtaking, Kodak was sure. But to the God himself, the sight before them both was, if anything, lackluster and depressing. The star stone cradled by the tallest tower was cracked and dim compared to its former glory. The portal hub tower, once alight wth glowing lines and runes all over its surface, was dead and dull. Insde it there was no buzz of activity, the marble was moss covered and cracked, the portal arches were empty and the fountains were rife with mold. The city was inhabited, now, but the populace was a fraction of the size it once was, and wasn’t varied in the least.

"It’s beautiful, isn’t it?" He said with a hint of sadness in his voice. "You should have seen it just a few million years ago." But then he wiped the sad smile from his face and replaced it with an earnest one. "Now how about we go talk to some Andalites? Nytig is the only one who will talk to us right now, all of the others will ignore us so they can do their work. It’s not easy, rebuilding a city."

6 days ago on September 11th | J | 17 notes

All Ye Hallows // mynameiskodak + life—in—the—caverns

a-london-dragon:

mynameiskodak:

"Tattoo it is!" Kodak said jubilantly from where he was standing next to Limey. He had been sitting just a second before. "Now, tr not to yell, as this might hurt a bit. Or it might not, who knows?" Then Kodak pressed the open palm of his hand over Limey’s shoulder and dragged his hand down her arm. The image of a caduceus was then forever imprinted on her upper arm in a vibrant blue ink.

"That should do it," he said happily. Then he stood back and held out his arm. "You’ll wanna hold on very tight, now. What’ll happen if you lose your grip between here and the cavern is something you wanna know even less than what the wads do to intruders.”

Again Limey jumped, as Kodak moved very quickly to stand next to her. It was like seeing a small animal move after digesting a lot of sugar. Then she bit her lip and waited for the tattoo to be marked on.

The process hurt. It was quick and free of mess, but it felt like dozens of needles zapping her shoulder, and a drop of blood fell from her lip as she bit down to hold back the outcry. Damned canines. 

Standing up and inspecting the tattoo, a grin reappeared smoothly. “It looks amazing”, she stated, flexing her arm and showing it off. Once that was done, she took the proffered arm and held on tightly. “Let’s roll.”

Kodak saw the drop of blood, and he decided to heal it before they left. Well, before he left. Once Limey had a firm enough grip on his arm, he sent a spark of energy out from his core, through his body, along his arm, up Limey’s arm, and into the tear in her lip. Said tear was immediately healed. Unfortunately, undamaging hurt the same amount as damaging. 

Before she could yelp or even react, Kodak stepped onto the moss patch just outside his temple. Limey was taken with, because her grip was tight enough that when Kodak’s arm was suddenly thousands of miles away it wasn’t yanked out of her grip, nor did she fall off during the journey. Which was a very good thing indeed. 

"You okay?"

6 days ago on September 11th | J | 17 notes

All Ye Hallows // mynameiskodak + life—in—the—caverns

a-london-dragon:

mynameiskodak:

"Nah, I didn’t die. Body did. Far as I know it’s impossible for Me to die.” He frowned, then, but only briefly. True immortality was something Kodak possessed, and it was truly a curse. Although the God did not want to die at the time, he always craved the ability to pass on. To be denied the release of death for all eternity was a curse that none should ever bear.

But he perked up quickly, and Limey’s desire to meet his children made him smile. “Oh yeah, of course!” He said with a grin. “Just gotta lay down a few ground rules about the cavern, then I gotta give you a pendant or a tattoo or something so the wards won’t. Uh.” He paused. “Actually it’s probably best you don’t know.”

"Sweet!" With this outcry Limey rocked back in her chair as she double-punched the air. And promptly wobbled in the uncertainty of balance and lunged for the table edge, holding on until she knew she wasn’t going to fall. "….next time I get a seat indoors."

Rules were fine, those she could deal with. The pendant sounded cool but oh wait - there was an even cooler choice. 

"A tattoo would be so freaking sweet", she whispered excitedly. Figuring it was best just to stay hyped up about going to this cavern instead of thinking what said wards could do to her. Because if they made Kodak blanch then they were probably sticky.

"Tattoo it is!" Kodak said jubilantly from where he was standing next to Limey. He had been sitting just a second before. "Now, tr not to yell, as this might hurt a bit. Or it might not, who knows?" Then Kodak pressed the open palm of his hand over Limey’s shoulder and dragged his hand down her arm. The image of a caduceus was then forever imprinted on her upper arm in a vibrant blue ink.

"That should do it," he said happily. Then he stood back and held out his arm. "You’ll wanna hold on very tight, now. What’ll happen if you lose your grip between here and the cavern is something you wanna know even less than what the wads do to intruders.”

6 days ago on September 11th | J | 17 notes

All Ye Hallows // mynameiskodak + life—in—the—caverns

a-london-dragon:

mynameiskodak:

Kodak saw Limey’s aura flicker and shift with her words, and he could See that she had a hidden thought related to the embarrassing incident. He paid it no mind, and focused instead on answering her question.

"My condolences on not making much profit," he said sincerely, "and as for the changes there’s been a lot of them. My body got terminally ill, it died, then I grew a new one. Also I discovered that not all of my original creations died out. Found one of my child species still alive and well. The rest were as extinct as I thought they were, though."

"It’s funny," he continued with a small little smirk, "but by some random coincidence a fictional book series came up with an alien species identical to my little darlings. You might have heard of them; Andalites."

"You died?!" The statement burst out of her, full of worry. But then Limey nodded. "No. Your body did. Sorry. At least you got a new one." Though she grinned, her stomach twisted in a nasty way. Poor Kodak. 

At least the rest of the news was brighter. Even if a little hard to believe. “Your child species is the Andalites? That is so cool!” It was Limey’s turn to lean forward on the table, although making sure she didn’t lean too far. “Hey, uh, do you think I could meet them?”

"Nah, I didn’t die. Body did. Far as I know it’s impossible for Me to die.” He frowned, then, but only briefly. True immortality was something Kodak possessed, and it was truly a curse. Although the God did not want to die at the time, he always craved the ability to pass on. To be denied the release of death for all eternity was a curse that none should ever bear.

But he perked up quickly, and Limey’s desire to meet his children made him smile. “Oh yeah, of course!” He said with a grin. “Just gotta lay down a few ground rules about the cavern, then I gotta give you a pendant or a tattoo or something so the wards won’t. Uh.” He paused. “Actually it’s probably best you don’t know.”

6 days ago on September 11th | J | 17 notes

All Ye Hallows // mynameiskodak + life—in—the—caverns

a-london-dragon:

mynameiskodak:

"Mostly boredom," he said as he leaned forwards and folded his arms on the table. He also shifted his body weight onto his arms more than on his rear, which would have been fine if the table wasn’t a cheap piece of crap at a coffee shop. Since it was a cheap piece of crap the weight caused the table to tip, and Kodak jerked backwards into his chair which almost tipped over as well. 

"Okay so you didn’t see that," he said once he got settled again. "And also, I’ve missed you. I’ve been so damn BUSY lately. Not, not with work, mind you, I’ve. Retired." He frowned through that word, like it was foreign and unwelcome to him. "I’ve been dealing with a lot of changes at home. Welcome changes, but a LOT of them. The way things are going I might even have to create a new sun stone for the main tower." He was mostly talking to himself at that point. 

"How’re you?"

Muffling a giggle at the slight mishap, Limey nodded in agreement and covered her eyes. “Never saw a thing.” She would totally remember it though.

As Kodak talked, her eyes widened a little in curiosity. Kodak, retired? And changes? It all sounded pretty interesting. 

"Me? Oh, same old, still alive. Did a handful of globe-trotting excursions. Sold ice-pops in London over summer, but seeing as the weather was a bit pants we didn’t make much profit. But really it’s been mostly quiet ‘n’ boring." ‘Mostly’ being the key word, not ‘completely’. 

"What kinds of changes do you mean?", she blurted out the question, curiosity finally dropping the bomb.

Kodak saw Limey’s aura flicker and shift with her words, and he could See that she had a hidden thought related to the embarrassing incident. He paid it no mind, and focused instead on answering her question.

"My condolences on not making much profit," he said sincerely, "and as for the changes there’s been a lot of them. My body got terminally ill, it died, then I grew a new one. Also I discovered that not all of my original creations died out. Found one of my child species still alive and well. The rest were as extinct as I thought they were, though."

"It’s funny," he continued with a small little smirk, "but by some random coincidence a fictional book series came up with an alien species identical to my little darlings. You might have heard of them; Andalites."

6 days ago on September 11th | J | 17 notes

All Ye Hallows // mynameiskodak + life—in—the—caverns

a-london-dragon:

mynameiskodak:

Life in the cavern that Kodak, Ailbe and his children called home was quiet and reserved. Well, for the most part. Actually not at all, life in the cavern they called home was hectic and adventurous, especially with the summer’s flood receding and revealing the fact that the feline like plant creatures had evolved to lay eggs like frogs, in clutches of thousands and tucked in hard to reach spaces under water. When the water left the eggs were endangered and everybody had their own opinions about whether or not they should save the eggs. On one hand life was sacred and on the other hand a dozen thousand more of the quick little bastards was not good.

With all the arguments and action going on Kodak decided to go out for a bit, get some fresh air. He contemplated visiting Eternal but it was night in that part of the world and also Aeon was still snooty as hell and he’d rather Not right now. Tumb was also living in night time, as was every other mortal Kodak knew. Except for….

"Ello Limey!" Kodak said from where he sat in the chair across from the halfa on the other side of the small little table. He had not been sitting there a second before. 

"Heya Kodak", Limey replied, not glancing up from her menu as she recognised the God’s voice. 

Two seconds later she looked up proper and jumped in her seat. “YEEEokay! You were not there a couple seconds ago!” Despite all this time, she still hadn’t gotten a hand on the range of Kodak’s powers. 

Still, it didn’t put a dampener on her happy smile once the shock was out of her system. It’d really been quite some time since she’d spoken with him, and now that they were together again, she realised she’d missed him a lot. 

"So, what brings you to the mortal realm?"

"Mostly boredom," he said as he leaned forwards and folded his arms on the table. He also shifted his body weight onto his arms more than on his rear, which would have been fine if the table wasn’t a cheap piece of crap at a coffee shop. Since it was a cheap piece of crap the weight caused the table to tip, and Kodak jerked backwards into his chair which almost tipped over as well. 

"Okay so you didn’t see that," he said once he got settled again. "And also, I’ve missed you. I’ve been so damn BUSY lately. Not, not with work, mind you, I’ve. Retired." He frowned through that word, like it was foreign and unwelcome to him. "I’ve been dealing with a lot of changes at home. Welcome changes, but a LOT of them. The way things are going I might even have to create a new sun stone for the main tower." He was mostly talking to himself at that point. 

"How’re you?"

6 days ago on September 11th | J | 17 notes