Celestial Games

 I sit tapping my nails on the table, patiently waiting for my next group of victims.

Staring into my diamond crystal ball, I envision the return of Sir Ram Twin. It has been close to a year since his last appearance; I can almost smell his presence. He will be expecting a collection of fears along with a selection of other mixed emotions. One must prepare!

For decades the descendants of the King on planet Geminion have journeyed to Earth in search of human emotions. Emotions are considered an edible delicacy on their planet. Fear appears to be the most potent and highly requested.

The Geminian’s target certain individuals, such as myself, that have perfected the art of seduction. This advantage inevitably provokes a host of sentiment. Humans that consent are rewarded lavishly. Rejectors are taken against their will and transported back to Geminion to be drained of all emotion before falling victim to a lonely, soulless succumber.

Harvesting emotions is evident for a Hunter, not so much for the Prey.

A Hunter must use an object that they themselves are emotionally attached to for ingestion. Once an emotion is extracted from a soul, the Prey instantly feels a sense of relief and clarity. Twenty-Four hours later, their memory is replaced with false memories intended to bring back that same emotion, tenfold, until they are completely consumed by it.

I step outside of my carnival booth into plain view and commence my luring belly dance tactic.

The tail of the magenta colored scarf wrapped around my hips sways in the wind. The attached bells jingle in the wind creating a magnetic serenade. My cerulean blue skin radiates under the blazing New England sun. Vibrant reds, purples and yellows in my long, free flowing dress redirects the eyes of all nearby.

“Buy one, get 1 free!

Celestial Games, 2 players required for thee. Take a chance, play my game

Is your destiny fame or shame?”

A family of four approach the majestic stand.

“Greetings Wanderers, Please call me Esmeralda. Let’s play a game, shall we?”

The wife analyzes my booth as her husband analyzes my bulging cleavage. Both young children, a boy and a girl, appear uninterested.

“Ugh!” screams the wife. “We’ve barely gotten to the carnival rides and already you can’t keep your eyes off of another woman, pathetic. Plus Esme-whatever, all of these gaudy beads and stones look tacky. Kids, let’s go!”

Jackpot! I sense resentment from the husband and unfulfillment from the wife.

I quickly grab her hand and place a gentle kiss. Her eyes descend to the back of her head as hypnosis possesses her being. She is now under my spell and ready to follow orders.

“Jackie is your name, yes?” I ask.

She answers in monotone, “Yes, Esmeralda.”

 “Very good. Place your hands on this crystal ball.”

Now making direct eye contact, I tell her to visualize every unfilling aspect of her life.

I then do the same for her partner; him focusing on his resentment issues.

Newly weds approach next. The gray haired man appears about 20 years older than his beautiful, busty, younger wife. Insecurity is raging through their veins.

What a fearful delight for Sir Ram Twin! Perhaps he will reward me even more favorably. Upon arrival, he shall feast as a King!

She turns to her mate.

“Baby, please! You know my aunt Murium is a Connector of the Spiritual realm and has relations on like 9 other planets. I want to see if my future husband is living on one of them. Ha, ha, Just kidding! Can we do it? You want me to be happy, right?”

She bounces her perky double D bosoms while speaking and bats her extensive lashes. I’m impressed, she would’ve been a good Hunter candidate. Too bad she will never know either fates.

He strokes her platinum plum hair. “A wise gentleman always keeps their wife happy.” I nod in agreement.

“Intelligent and handsome. How lucky you are Ms. Andi.”

“How did you know that was my last name?” She asks.

I quickly grab both of their hands and bestow a gentle kiss. Hypnosis has begun.

Crystal ball begins to cloud with intensity. Vibrant colors fill the delicate globe. “Envision the most fearful situation you have encountered and the Ram Twins will free your mind of that prison. Speak aloud your most prominent fear and rid yourself.”

Manipulation forms a greedy grin on my face.

By the end of the night, I have enough emotions to satisfy an entire community of Geminian’s! I intend to sleep heavenly after such a progressive day of hunting and knowing I have a surplus of what is expected from me.

As I gather my belongings and prepare to make an exit, I am halted by bright, emerald green and raspberry pink lights.

Sir Ram Twin has arrived!

I drop to my knees in submission and raise my hands to the sky.

Draped in golden chains, a 10 foot tall being appears. His upper portion resembles a

ram with horns 7 feet long. His bottom half consists of 2 pairs of mighty horse legs.

The double diamond staff he yields has endless powers. Most likely resulting in murder.

Geez, he appears larger than I remember.

“Rise my child.” He speaks in a deep, thunderous voice.

“It is I, Sir Ram Twin, heir to the Geminion throne. Come forth with your offerings.”

Shakily and half blind, I advance forward and present Crystal Ball.

 “Sir Ram Twin, please accept my offerings. You will see that I have collected the best for you and your people and in return be awarded graciously.”

Laughter begins to violently rumble the floor beneath me.

“You lazy, pathetic Earthling. Has this crystal ball shown you nothing?! Do you not see the massive growth of my people? These puny emotions are not enough to feed even my young.” I began to feel disgraced and defeated. I have never failed to meet quota, ever!

My emotions began to stir and Sir Ram Twin has noticed. GULP.