>>1132387
This.
Its perfect.

How extra-blessed are these nuns?

How extra-blessed are these nuns?

Yamelle-Dama 2026/10/04(Sun)20:52 No. 1132598 ID: 330254
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The last song is sung, and the preacher flips through several printed pages. Seats have quietly been filled. The choir reduces their chiming to a hum as to not overshadow Zimir’s projected voice. As he speaks, his voice resonates through the spacious chapel.

Zimir: Thank you all for being here today; as do the sister goddesses smile upon you for your strong faith and communion. Every day brings something new and often spectacular to our humble village-in-the-highland gifted by our creators; from their hearts to ours.

Zimir: Thus begin the announcements--

Zimir: We’re nearing the birthday of one of our oldest residents! Boh Ky-Petri will turn 137 years next week! Join this coming day—of-rendil to celebrate and learn about her life story. Cake and wine will be provided.

Nummax: That’s old!

Yamelle: Yes it is! Can you imagine living that long, honey?

Nummax: You’re old, too!

Zimir: We’re 30 days from the Village Bamesiana, one of the four festivals in honor of Bames. Plenty of wine and spirits will be provided by Daringh’s for the 5th year in a row!

Zimir: The temple is looking for volunteers to help chaperone and set up the event. Please apply within the next tenday!

Dama: Hmm. I’m sure I’ll need to chaperone my drinking buddies. I should make a contribution as well.

Zimir: Children must be with a parent or guardian and may only stay in alcohol-free zones. We’re inviting a guest speaker to teach the days of yore! Mr. Lam-Mako is a descendant of a long line of menders and has made a career in studying the history of ancient practices.

The audience murmurs about what a mender could possibly be. All except maybe one in the crowd.

Zimir: For more information on future events please refer to our town’s bulletins.

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He brings out the Good Book.

Zimir: Now, then.

Zimir: Children of Amama, I woke up in the morning of last day-of-kyne to a beautiful village with nary a cloud obfuscating the dawn sky. And I thought about how grateful I was to live in Du-Gar after fifteen long and peaceful years.

Zimir: And it was that particular morning which made me reflect on the journey I took when I began as a missionary: traveling town to town, city to city. It was here I felt this village could be the last bastion of a calm, simple living.

Zimir: There’s a yearning within each and every chupian being for good, simpler times--times before life outside our world made first contact.

Zimir: For I had returned from the enclave of Avyndim. Cities are unsurprisingly a different beast, especially when it’s a port for planet-hoppers, so I don’t blame the culture that manifests within their steel highlands. And we are thankful for the amount of innovation the galaxy brings to our blue marble. The gifts brought by innovation are a double-edged sword, however: The first who experience it define ingenuity--but the second define depravity.

Zimir: And it’s natural that such innovation bleeds into the outskirts; like a spill of yam milk it soaks into dirt. It reaches out further and further like a dark hand. Yet by the time it reaches a humble town like ours, it has been filtered like a spring. The time it took to reach us has excised the pollutants it carries.

Zimir: But when you rush its influence, driven by depravity and eager convenience, that’s when it threatens our livelihood.

Zimir: Yes, convenience! Towns are adopting an unnecessary convenience, let me coin that, unnecessary convenience that whittles away their traditional values! It is a dangerous cloud that slowly looms over the minds of simple folk.

Zimir: And convenience is an unsung whisper! And those whispers are tricky, devious--but they disguise themselves to sound pleasing and agreeable--

Zimir: And the reason these murmurs sound pleasing and agreeable is because they are a reflection of you! Engineered convenience being the worst of all! And the more you feed into convenience the more it learns about you. And the more you’ll succumb to its enticing counsel.

Zimir: Sound familiar? Of course, if you’ve been reading our Good Book! If we’re not careful, then we’re doomed to repeat Susurrations.

Zimir: We shall read a parable from the Dagan Hums--

Del: Wow. The Dagan Hums. Daring today, aren’t we?

Sashi: SH!

Zimir: --about an Amulet of Insinuation, in our chapter of Susurrations!

Vikta 2026/10/04(Sun)20:55 No. 1132600 ID: 330254
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There’s a careful whispering behind the children; one of their bored friends pops his head over the pew.

Aytem: Psst. Hey. Hey Del.

Zimir: Please turn to your book and read along with me.

Aytem: So your mom and dad forced you to come to church too?

Del: Yeah. I’d rather scrub the bathhouse.

Vikta: And we have daycare later...

Zimir: Our story begins with Emperor Kamura-Freth, who conquered the Okharans and ruled the Kamuraad Lands...

Aytem: Come on, let’s go somewhere else. Me and Lam are gonna sneak away.

Del: Whoa, really?

Aytem: Yeah. You wanna come?

Zimir: Kamura-Freth ransacked the vaults of the Okharans and uprooted many treasures on his conquest. He desired a vessel which contained a nymph of Uaris...

Del: It’s better than this. C’mon, Vik.

Vikta: Deemus, nooo. We’ll get in trouble.

Del: Come oooooon.

Dama is sitting at the far end of the bench. Stoic, he either stares ahead or skims along in his book. Del seems set on sneaking off no matter the protest.
>Vikta sneaks away. She can't ground us all, right?
>We listen to the parable, there's a good lesson in this.

Vikta may as well sneak out as well. Less they be classified as a scaredy cat or the chupian equivalent.

Dama is deep in thought about the bathhouse.

Aytem on the way out ask Vikta and Del if their mom was a nun ever. She looks to be as blessed as them if not more.

Sinful as convenience is... sickness cowers before convenience.

Leave. This luddite wants to teach you to plow in the dirt when you could just rent a combine tractor.

sneak away, mom will appreciate how you keep from being bored without bothering the churchgoers

Vikta 2026/10/10(Sat)19:26 No. 1132848 ID: 330254
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Del: You don’t wanna be a thin-haired woolsy do ya?

Vikta: I’m not thin-haired...

Vikta: ...or a woolsy.

Del: Just on my mark okay?

Vikta: Ugh. Fine.

Zimir: ...and the nymph of Uaris offered an earring for her release, a saturnaz charm that dangled on a strand of Uaris’ silvery-white fur. It was the Aie-Iae that, when worn, whispers in the wearer’s ear its best advice, always in the form of “Better for you if you...“.

Yamelle starts to (in her own words) rest her eyes for a minute. Dama was reading along at first, but starts to use the Dagan Hums as a platform to write notes on some scrap paper. Sashi reads just fine, she seems to like parables. Nummax is already napping.

Zimir: And the enchanted earring was always right. It may not solve the world’s miseries or make one the richest in all the land; but its advice is always better than what the wearer would come up with.

Del taps his middle-brother as a signal to scoot. Slowly, they slink off with Aytem.

Zimir: Emperor Kamura-Freth was eager, and promptly wore the earring and listened. The earring gave its guidance: “Better for you if you take me off.”

Vikta 2026/10/10(Sat)19:28 No. 1132849 ID: 330254
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Aytem: Hey Vik or Del, did your mom--uh was your mom a nun once?

Vikta: I‘unno.

Del: I think she sang in choir class when she was young. She sings sometimes in the kitchen. And shower.

Vikta: Why?

Aytem: Nothin’ I wuz jus’ askin’.

The boys footpad their way into a secluded chamber. They’re met by two other children. Same age between the Dama boys. All were acquainted from past play dates.

Del: Oh hey Enko.

Enko: Hey.

Vik: What’s uh, what’s up?

Lam: We were just playing Yrena’s Arrow.

Vik: How’s that go?

Enko: You point in a direction and if you--uh--if you trick the, um, other person to look the same way, you win.

Del: Well now what? There’s gotta be something to do in this boring temple.

It’s Del, Vik, Aytem, Lam, and Enko; what do these rascals do now?
•Explore the temple
•Look at some statues and paintings, especially the naked ones
•Play a different made-up game
•Talk about:
→ I dunno, kid stuff
→ How much parents suck
→ Make fun of other kids
→ Aliens

Explore temple, areas you are not allowed to enter.

Maybe see how high up you can climb, using whatever structures, statues, or columns you can find, the temple is your jungle gym. Basically do dumb stupid reckless kid stuff that could get you hurt.

If you manage not to get hurt, maybe try to reach the top of the temple, and enjoy the view (but how do you get down from there?

Explore the temple!

Aytem is always looking at the naked statues and paintings. His parents use the private family baths at another bathing house. He is very much looking forward to the day he can be trusted to go take his baths himself.

Vik and Del are nonplussed as they have been doing chores in the bathhouse since forever.

Explore the forbidden areas of the temple!

temple secrets

Exploring the temple and seeing all the naked people art seem to go hand in hand. Temples love naked people art. Maybe there'll even be legends, hidden in the temple!

>>1132867
Wonder how detailed they make the pussy on the statues like the minimal smooth curve with the divot with everything in or some with the edges of like a flat bathtowel peeling and hanging out type of hamsandeich or would it be boiled tuber slice sandwich in this case.

>>1132849
Aliens!
Pretend to be hideous flat faced primates with piggy little eyes, tiny mouths, weird sticky out noses and freaky round ears...
all smooth except for long fluff on their head
and theyve got weird wiggly long fingers.
FOUR of them and a thumb!
Why so long and wiggly?
Because they come to you when you sleep and STEAL your boogers for weird alien reasons
And if they dont find boogers, they take a peice of your brain!

Uncover the hidden slave trafficking ring beneath the Temple grounds

>>1132872
Oh the nose is like the mouth retracted with the lower jaw but the about did not shrink as much bending and pointing it downwards

>>1132849

Explore the temple, but along the way make a point that you don't get why the others are so interested in the naked paintings and stuff. You see naked people all the time (not that mom or dad know you've been sneaking looks), so it's not a big deal.

Also complain about how all the parables sound made up.

Vikta 2026/10/13(Tue)03:12 No. 1132943 ID: 330254
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>explore the temple!
>maybe try to reach the top
>Temples love naked people art. Maybe there'll even be legends, hidden in the temple!
Enko: My mam says this temple is really really old. Like from ancient times where it was, uh, was only monks and uhm, yuh-nucks! There’s perb-ably a--uhm a secret room somewhere.

Vikta: We could try to reach the top to see the village. There’s some stairs tucked away somewhere... the one where a piece of rope blocks it.

Del: No piece of rope is gonna stop me.

Lam: But that means we’re not allowed there!

Enko: We can just take a peek! This could be our only chance. C’mon!

No nuns are patrolling the galleries. The troupe walks around the quiet halls as ambiance of preaching can be heard down yonder. Turning round another hall shows an ingress that indicates where modern additions to the building connect much older stonework from the far past. It’s there were some crevasses are roped off.

Not too far are the stone stairs that spiral up into the mysterious beyond. The rope fails to repel the curious chupian kiddos.

Aytem: So uh. Do you guys look at naked people all the time?

Vikta: Not a whole lot, I guess. Dad doesn’t let us in the main bathroom when adults are there.

Aytem: I see.

Aytem: And like, do you see their butts and stuff?

Vikta: Sometimes maybe. I dunno, we don’t think about it.

Aytem: I was jus’ wonderin’.

Aytem: Do you see your mom and dad naked?

Vikta: Uhm, when the house is closed to the public we swim or bathe together. Dad doesn’t want us in the sauna.

Aytem: I see.

Aytem: What’s a sar-na?

Del: SAUN-a. It’s like a bath but with steam. It gets really hot and you can pass out.

Aytem: I see...

Aytem: My mom and dad have their own private bath and I always take my bath there. But one time... when my mom was in the shower--

Lam: Why do boys always think about old people’s butts?

Enko: We don’t do that!

Del: Shh! I can kind of see the top.

Enko: Well what do you see?

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Vikta: Whoa. This must be a storage room or something.

Del: I wonder if this is where the teachers put all the toys they take from other kids.

Enko: Or a secret door behind a bookshelf.

Lam: It’s not much of an attic. This can’t be the very top!

Aytem: Why are there statues here? How do they even get them up here?

Del: They probably cut a hole in the floor and raise it...

The floorboards creak. Shelves of faded scrolls. Several things of interest are covered in dusty blankets. Furniture? Paintings? What church-ly relics of the past lie before them to check out?

Are there old vestments to put on? Gotta do an impression of the priest. I bet that kills

creepy abandoned doll
also writing desk overlooking the town with a mysterious and ominous letter
and of course the unsettling statue under cloth

Who is who in the picture? Which is mask, square ears, and pointy ears?

Oh crap they're getting into the vicar's porn

>>1132944

Someone left a doll by that statue-looking thing. Also hey, a bunch of old trunks that are probably filled with weird old-people clothes!

Aytem, being Aytem, notices that covered up statue has breast shapes under the cloth.

Aytem investigate that statue.

Vikta 2026/10/16(Fri)04:33 No. 1133061 ID: 330254
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Aytem looks underneath the blanket to peek at the statue.

Aytem: Whooooa...

Lam: Oh no, someone left their dolly!

She picks up the doll. It’s a crude depiction of a chupian with no eyes. Doesn’t seem manufactured, only knitted together by someone’s mother or grandmother. Its threads are quite frayed. Some straw pokes out of it.

Lam: I wonder who it belonged to. It’s probably a hundred years old!

Peering through the window the Dama boys spy upon a courtyard. There are patches of rock gardens, sensories and zen gardens. They have been through the courtyard once or twice before but gardens are boring. Who wants to look at clumped-up sand? Near the window is a writing desk; the ink has since dried up.

Their snouts press against the chilled glass.

Del: Whoa neat. You can see a lot up here.

Vikta: I wonder if a spy lived here. He could’ve learned secrets of the village or assassinated a high priest!

Del: There could even be a secret compartment in this desk! Come on!

He sifts through the antique drawers. Most of them empty save for dust. He scratches in search of a false bottom. He shakes the desk a lil. He gives up.

Del: Eh. Nothing.

Enko: Stand ready for my arrival, plebs.

Vikta 2026/10/16(Fri)04:35 No. 1133063 ID: 330254
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>Are there old vestments to put on? Gotta do an impression of the priest.
>hey, a bunch of old trunks that are probably filled with weird old-people clothes
Enko: It is I, Vicar of Avyndim to, uh, guide you to the holy mountains of Amama and rule a new land I shall call... Enkodim!

Del: Hey, where’d you find that? Gimmie that hat! Let me try it on.

Enko: Nay! For you are lowly followers and must thereby follow my decree of a new civilization. It’s in the name.

Enko: Now don’t insult your master and greet him with a kiss to his feet.

Del: Never in a million years.

Enko: Treachery! Henceforth I declare you the title of... uh...

Aytem: A yunnick!

Enko: A eunuch!

Enko: Take away his balls, boys!

A Vicar must make new decrees for his people, unless his scheming eunuchs plot something up.

Do we really need two eunuchs? Lam already is missing their balls.

Enkodim needs a central statue. Unveil sculptor Aytem's newest work.

Aytem petition your new ruler to declare the statue's state of dress the default in the land.

>>1133064
If you don't have more than one how are you gonna make them scheme against each other? Otherwise I agree with the rest!

>>1133063
The loathsome peons shall carry you wherever you go so your sacred flesh doesn't touch the ground.

Scheming eunuch Del, time to grovel at your master's feet.

While you bend down grab the hem of Enko's robe and pull it up around his head. Long live King Enko.

King *Del

Lam shoots down Aytem’s weird petition by daring him that he has to go first on the new dress code if it passes. That should make him lose his nerve and shut him up.

Vikta does not partake in this silly game, he is too focused on investigating the room, and looking for a way to get higher up the temple. Maybe if he can find an attic door in the ceiling, they’ll be able to find a good hiding place if the parents start looking for them. He’s got that heart of a curious investigator even at this young age.

>>1133063

... wait, why would they even have eunuchs in the first place? Like, how is that even helpful?

This is something Very Important for our suppsoed Great Leader to explain to the masses (and for Del to show them who the real Great Leader is by knowing some stuff).

>>1133085
This, cause some ruckus and show this false prophet who the real leader around here is!

>>1133153
While another kid shouts SCHISM SCHISM SCHISM in the same way as they would fight fight fight.

Vikta 2026/10/27(Tue)23:36 No. 1133486 ID: 330254
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Vikta: We already have a eunuch. Lam has no balls.

Lam: Heeeey. Why would you need eunuchs anyway?

Enko: To serve Your Prophet’s whim of course. Bathing. Teeth brushing. Collecting my holy lungwater for the muses to wash feet. Testing food for poison. Carrying me in my pala-uh-palangin—ing… uhm… chair box!

Enko: And their loyalty is guaranteed--as they won’t have a family to pass their dynasty on to, if they plot to overthrow the top priest that is! Otherwise what would be the reason?

Enko: Now Deemus shall go on his hands and knees and carry me so my feet won’t be scraped on the ground!

Vikta: Do it, Del.

Aytem: DO IT!

Del grovels and is nudged down on all fours by the flanking boys; Enko hops and sits on his back with air escaping Del’s lungs.

Aytem: Master Lord Priest! As your sculptor I shall uncover the central statue of your holy city!

Enko: Very well. Proceed.

He taps Del to scoot closer to the unveiling.

Enko: This better be good.

The statue is uncovered; ancient sculptors may or may not have exaggerated some features here and there. The venus is without chunks of stone, either withered or perhaps unfinished. Unbeknownst to the children as history is boring, the starving sculptor had chiseled this magnum opus after glimpsing a beautiful chupian grace herself across a festival of romance after her robes were drenched. He did his best to craft from memory, but a stranger knocked on the door and broke his concentration.

Aytem: I present to you the goddess of... uh... bareness! Which I suggest to be the dress code of your land.

Vikta 2026/10/27(Tue)23:38 No. 1133487 ID: 330254
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Lam: Heeey!

Lam: If you wanna see butts so much, how about you go first!

Aytem: Uh. Well. You see...

Lam: Go on--you take your robes off!

Aytem: Uh.

Del: I have a better idea!

Del rears up like a horse, shaking Enko off balance. He grabs the hem of his many robes to pull one over the current King Priest’s head.

Enko: Heretics!

Aytem joins the tussle for control of the hat; all wrestle but Lam who shakes her head. However--during the commotion of claiming the throne of Enkodim (or potentially to Deemusdim or Aytemdim)--Lam pipes up.

Lam: Hey wait? Where did Vikta go?

Del: Vik!

Del: Where'd you go, runt?

No answer.

Del: You're adopteeeeed! I know you were switched at birth!

There's still no answer.

the church ghost got him!

the church ghost is of course Vikta, waiting to jump out at them when they go look for him.

Aww heck, you can't lose a brother. That is like rule 1 of sneaking away.

Who saw him last? Was this the highest room? Did he go higher? Were his legs too short to go up all the steps?

Vitka found a staircase hidden behind some shelves. Luckily he was small enough to squeeze behind the shelves.

The place is messy, but among the mess, he finds a weird thing up there that catches his eye. Something with animal bones and beads tied up in string and has a little bit of oil(?) on it. Might get a splinter from the sharp bones if he isn’t careful…

>>1133487

oh man, he's gonna lick ALL the brittle-chips then jump out at us from behind something when we least expect it, isn't he?

He found the secret entrance to the slave pit

Well, Del, time to earn the respect of your little siblings!

Lead by example and go investigate where Vikta went.
Take Enko with you, he is the King Priest, after all, and also blind. That means he is impervious to seeing anything spooky! :D

Try to remember the last time you saw him.