ORIGIN

Twisted was wandering through Polaris as she always did. As she always was doing, day after day. Each filled with pent up anger and impatience, a desire for social interaction yet with the knowledge that all the ones she's had end in hostility or violence. She was alone, along in a prison she built herself. Safe to say it wasn't exactly a good time to be Twisted.

Well, walking always helped. And Polaris was where she spent most of her time. The siamese cat paced back and forth along the banks of the river, watching the Spire beyond in the corner of her vision. The snow storms had long passed (unfortunately she wasn't awake at the time) and were instead replaced by brand new tunnels leading... somewhere. She didn't trust them enough to check. The generator was in front, chugging along like it nothing had ever happened.

An idea grew in her mind. What would happen if she tried to mess with those moving parts, or with the wires that stretched up into the ceiling? Well, it'd probably end with her chrysalization, but that was fine by her. Maybe she could get a good laugh at what happens before going under.

And so Twisted stepped atop the ancient machine, black paws struggling to keep a grip on it's vibrating hull.

Twisted felt a prick of annoyance rise as someone called out to her. Couldn't they see she didn't want to talk? No wait, she did want interaction-- but did she really want that? Gah, why were these feelings so confusing? Either way, the wolf did succeed in halting the siamese's climb, although she was not exactly happy about it.

"What do you want?" she hissed, furrowing her brows down at the pup. The she-wolf sent up magic bubbles, which floated in the air pleasingly-- and which she immediately popped with a swipe of her broken tail. "Stop it with those dumb bubbles. Everyone know magic's useless anyways." Her gaze lifted back to the top of the generator. "And, uh, I dunno. 'Wanna see if I can fff--" 'No, no cursing, remember? Last time it didn't go well.' "--mess some things up. See if I can turn off the lights for a moment."

One moment Twisted had turned her back to the wolf and continued her hike up the hull, and the next moment a pitter of rain fell on her nose. Well, that by itself wasn't too concerning. Large rooms like Polaris did have a tendency to form low clouds, and sometimes those clouds let out all their rain. The moisture gathered far too quickly to be natural, droplets seeping from the air itself and forming a cloud just above her. She barely had a moment to mouth "What?" before the drizzle increased to a torrent, clicking the metal until she could no longer get a grip.

"Wh- oof!" Twisted's black paws came out from under her and the cat slid, rather humiliated, down to the wolf. She whipped around to glare at the wolf, convinced that she had somehow done this, and was surprised to see she barely looked fazed at all. That was a genuine rain cloud, how could she--?! No. God no.

"Y-you... you just did Maddy's magic!" She sputtered. It never really crossed her mind before that two gembounds can do the same spell, apparently. "How did you--" her green eyes narrowed accusingly. "Are you affiliated with her?! That stupid cat! Did she send one of her friends just to mess with me?"

Twisted kept her eyes firmly on the white wolf, even as she shook the raindrops out of her fur. She did not trust this pup, no matter how benign her face was. After a moment of rapidly licking the moisture out of her fur and listening to her words, she turned to respond.

"Of course I mean Madhukar! That little, good for nothing... huh?" Ah, so Madhukar tried to hurt this one? Sure enough, her green eyes could make out the faint scars along her back. So much for her being all high-and-mighty. "Well, I think you'll be glad to know I beat her up real good before. You know that scar on her face? I gave it to her. 'Did put up a nasty fight, though." To this day the insides of her throat still hurt from that electroball.

"And magic? Ha!" Twisted laughed. "Everybody with a brain knows that stuff's useless." Without a moment of hesitation she unsheathed a paw and swiped at the bubbles, popping a good number of them. "It only benefits the cool guys, while the rest of us are left with almost nothing. Just look at this--!

Twisted halfheartedly tried to do the only magic she could: summoning a couple dumb mushrooms. Nothing happened at first, but then a searing pain started in her outstretched paw as creeping fungi began growing out of it. She hissed, surprised, and tried to tear out the buds with her teeth. Rivulets of blood ran from the stunted roots. "See?!" she spat out the truffle in her mouth. "It just harms anyone that it doesn't decide to give a 'special talent' to. Absolutely unfair, absolutely oppressive, and I'm absolutely gonna be unable to walk on this paw for a while."

Still bleeding from her paw, Twisted watched the wolf pup talk. And caves, she was such a pacifist. Talking about "not beating up people for no reason" and other nonsense. She didn't like pacifists. Life was about the battle! It was a cat-eat-cat world out here! Still, she managed to keep her mouth shut until the pup was done with his comments.

"Of course I've tried physical fighting, that's how I beat people." She skipped right past her words on beating people up. It was a cat-eat-cat world out here, and the thought of someone openly challenging that was confusing. "And, well, most of us have that dumb sparkly magic, it's what makes us 'alive' or whatever. Just it simply only does useful stuff for a few of us, and then they use it to stomp all over everyone else! Doing such horrible things like shooting electricity up your throat or rupturing your eardrums just for spitting at them!"


Well, safe to say Twisted was twisting the truth a bit. And being oddly specific. But chances were this one random pup wouldn't figure out how it really went down, so no need to worry, right? "But yeah, I do physical. And I'm good at it. N' I can prove it if you want, see how good your rainstorms face against sharp claws." Not an aggressive offer, but the pride was dripping from her voice. The Cat, unfortunately, wasn't aware of how powerful this Comet really was.