{Disclaimer-My African terminology is a bit jumbled, I'm using Nigerian references along with Ethiopian and a few others, and I'm pretty sure I probably used a few of these out of connotation. I just felt like saying this in order to prevent getting flamed and all by people with a great deal of pride in their culture :) )
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SNK vs Capcom: There is no Medicine to cure Hatred
"There is no medicine to cure hatred" -Ashanti
The sun burns down upon the grassy savanna with an unforgiving gaze; an intense penetration upon the land that can also be so nurturing and so giving. The sun is paramount for the life of the world; it is the father of all there is, the Chionesu for all that follow it.
Solomon Bakari has always believed in following the sun. Though he is the leader of his people, he chooses to let it's brilliance be his guide. Because of that, he believed that is why he is considered a grand chief by his people, a loving husband by his wife, and a good father by his only child, Elena.
His thoughts turn for a moment to his daughter, who was following in his footsteps and studying abroad like he did so long ago. He had earned his doctorate in France, and used his learned skills to help his people even further, and his daughter planed to do the same. She made him so proud, his dear Urbi.
As the sun starts to set upon the golden land his daughter was raised on, he remembered a time when an almost unbearable fate came near to befalling his daughter, when she was young. He went to great lengths to help her, as far as to make a bargain with the trickster himself. For that, he almost had to pay a price higher than the reward. Solomon remembered that day, causing a hollowness to grow in his gut, and a rock hard pit is once again felt in sternum. He would not forgive himself for what he almost did, and under his breath, he cursed the Trickster; if he ever saw him again, he would pay dearly.
The chief was so lost in his thoughts, that he didn't even notice his loving wife approaching with a look of concern on her face along with a guest. "Thandiwe, there is a strange man here to see you."
As Solomon turned around to meet the man, his face turned pale as used ash, and the pit in his chest got larger. "Anansi," the chief spoke with a bile that he could barely contain.
"Ah, I see you remember me fondly," laughed the taller man, as his guide to the chief took her leave.
"What is it you want, I am already wanting to kill you outright; have you came back, after all these years, for your revenge? I will fight you to even beyond my grave to ensure that you NEVER come near my family again."
"Please, there is no such need for drama," the tall black man replied with a raised hand to placate, "I only came to see how my such good friend is fairing right now."
"So you have come to mock me," Solomon said, "well if that is what I have to bear in order to never have to see you again, so be it."
"My dear Solomon! How it wounds me to see you so vindictive and spiteful against me! Must I remind you that if not for me, you would not even have an *only* child?"
The proud chief's eyes narrowed as he raised his left hand to clutch his heart, after being reminded of such was a scar that cannot ever heal. Every time it is brought back to the forefront of his mind, the gash feels larger.
"Anyhow, as pleasureful as this trip may be, at least for me, I must digress back to business. Since you saw fit to ruin my plans so many years ago, I just came to say, I forgive you."
Solomon eyes widened slightly after Anansi's words settled into his mind.
"After all, if you hadn't stopped me then, the schemes I have this day would never be realized. I am up to my greatest and boldest accomplishment, and I have you to thank," said the tall gentleman. "But.... if you once again see reason to interfere with me, I won't let you, your wife, your tribe, or your precious and lovely daughter be without paying a grievous price."
"I stopped you before, and I can do so again," Vowed the doctor as he sunk into his fighting stance and began to sway in rhythm. Anansi just cocked his head slightly, and looked at the man with one of contempt mixed with an almost admiration, and then said a single word..."Haste." Before the good chief even comprehended he had been attacked, he was on the ground gasping for his lost air.
"I only allowed you to live before because you.....amused me; willing to sacrifice all for your outdated morals and good intentions. I have been out in the greater world, I have seen what you and many others have repeatedly restricted me from seeing. Upon meeting it, I was for once in my long life, awed. But then, a realization dawned upon me, I could rule it ALL! With such a great ambition came an even greater power to me. Unfortunately with this great power, has also grown in me a much more brittle patience." Anansi's eyes narrowed, before continuing, "I will not tolerate your interference, and even if you attempted, you are not the Lutalo you were any longer."
Solomon just glared, as the gentleman started to take his leave, "Oh it wouldn't be so bad to live on this land with me as your sole ruler, I can be just as just a ruler as you are. Of course I won't make any pacts with devils myself; after all... aren't I a devil already?"
Anansi's laughter rang for moments in the chief's ears, even after the devil took his leave. He is a believer in following the sun's guiding light, and for that he believed that is why he is considered a grand chief by his people, a loving husband by his wife, and a good father by his only child, Elena. But, he wonders, if they knew of the time he had once shaded himself from it's warmth for selfishness, would they still praise him?
Chionesu; Ethiopian-A Guiding Light
Bakari; Ethiopian-With Great Promise
Urbi; Ethi...heh, nevermind-Princess
Thandiwe; beloved
Lutalo; warrior
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SNK vs Capcom: There is no Medicine to cure Hatred
"There is no medicine to cure hatred" -Ashanti
The sun burns down upon the grassy savanna with an unforgiving gaze; an intense penetration upon the land that can also be so nurturing and so giving. The sun is paramount for the life of the world; it is the father of all there is, the Chionesu for all that follow it.
Solomon Bakari has always believed in following the sun. Though he is the leader of his people, he chooses to let it's brilliance be his guide. Because of that, he believed that is why he is considered a grand chief by his people, a loving husband by his wife, and a good father by his only child, Elena.
His thoughts turn for a moment to his daughter, who was following in his footsteps and studying abroad like he did so long ago. He had earned his doctorate in France, and used his learned skills to help his people even further, and his daughter planed to do the same. She made him so proud, his dear Urbi.
As the sun starts to set upon the golden land his daughter was raised on, he remembered a time when an almost unbearable fate came near to befalling his daughter, when she was young. He went to great lengths to help her, as far as to make a bargain with the trickster himself. For that, he almost had to pay a price higher than the reward. Solomon remembered that day, causing a hollowness to grow in his gut, and a rock hard pit is once again felt in sternum. He would not forgive himself for what he almost did, and under his breath, he cursed the Trickster; if he ever saw him again, he would pay dearly.
The chief was so lost in his thoughts, that he didn't even notice his loving wife approaching with a look of concern on her face along with a guest. "Thandiwe, there is a strange man here to see you."
As Solomon turned around to meet the man, his face turned pale as used ash, and the pit in his chest got larger. "Anansi," the chief spoke with a bile that he could barely contain.
"Ah, I see you remember me fondly," laughed the taller man, as his guide to the chief took her leave.
"What is it you want, I am already wanting to kill you outright; have you came back, after all these years, for your revenge? I will fight you to even beyond my grave to ensure that you NEVER come near my family again."
"Please, there is no such need for drama," the tall black man replied with a raised hand to placate, "I only came to see how my such good friend is fairing right now."
"So you have come to mock me," Solomon said, "well if that is what I have to bear in order to never have to see you again, so be it."
"My dear Solomon! How it wounds me to see you so vindictive and spiteful against me! Must I remind you that if not for me, you would not even have an *only* child?"
The proud chief's eyes narrowed as he raised his left hand to clutch his heart, after being reminded of such was a scar that cannot ever heal. Every time it is brought back to the forefront of his mind, the gash feels larger.
"Anyhow, as pleasureful as this trip may be, at least for me, I must digress back to business. Since you saw fit to ruin my plans so many years ago, I just came to say, I forgive you."
Solomon eyes widened slightly after Anansi's words settled into his mind.
"After all, if you hadn't stopped me then, the schemes I have this day would never be realized. I am up to my greatest and boldest accomplishment, and I have you to thank," said the tall gentleman. "But.... if you once again see reason to interfere with me, I won't let you, your wife, your tribe, or your precious and lovely daughter be without paying a grievous price."
"I stopped you before, and I can do so again," Vowed the doctor as he sunk into his fighting stance and began to sway in rhythm. Anansi just cocked his head slightly, and looked at the man with one of contempt mixed with an almost admiration, and then said a single word..."Haste." Before the good chief even comprehended he had been attacked, he was on the ground gasping for his lost air.
"I only allowed you to live before because you.....amused me; willing to sacrifice all for your outdated morals and good intentions. I have been out in the greater world, I have seen what you and many others have repeatedly restricted me from seeing. Upon meeting it, I was for once in my long life, awed. But then, a realization dawned upon me, I could rule it ALL! With such a great ambition came an even greater power to me. Unfortunately with this great power, has also grown in me a much more brittle patience." Anansi's eyes narrowed, before continuing, "I will not tolerate your interference, and even if you attempted, you are not the Lutalo you were any longer."
Solomon just glared, as the gentleman started to take his leave, "Oh it wouldn't be so bad to live on this land with me as your sole ruler, I can be just as just a ruler as you are. Of course I won't make any pacts with devils myself; after all... aren't I a devil already?"
Anansi's laughter rang for moments in the chief's ears, even after the devil took his leave. He is a believer in following the sun's guiding light, and for that he believed that is why he is considered a grand chief by his people, a loving husband by his wife, and a good father by his only child, Elena. But, he wonders, if they knew of the time he had once shaded himself from it's warmth for selfishness, would they still praise him?
Chionesu; Ethiopian-A Guiding Light
Bakari; Ethiopian-With Great Promise
Urbi; Ethi...heh, nevermind-Princess
Thandiwe; beloved
Lutalo; warrior