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E m e r g e n c e - Fortune - May 06 2015
Ｅｍｅｒｇｅｎｃｅ
Deep, deep in the backmost corner of the backmost wall, far from the rush of life in Origin Cave's central hub, a different sort of precious stone stood unseen. It's sharp edges and jet black color hid it well from sight, as it grew, spread and gleamed with a lightless glow. It had taken quite some time to reach this size, this impressive, sharp-edged shape. Now, it looked rather imposing- if one could be bothered to notice it tucked away, out of sight, out of mind. Oh, such a lonely, precious stone- but inside, something stirs. Life born into darkness.
It would be some many cycles later until the jet black stone would bear its secret fruit. It would be days after the first emergence, at an undetermined time to be certain, that the body inside the chrysalis would free itself from its stone prison. It would emerge as silently as it came into the world.
Cloven hooves would suddenly swing out amongst shattered ore, and from it's hollowed core, a fawn would slip gently to the ground below, amongst the shards of its broken womb. For a moment, all would be still again. The tiny fawn, its fur damp from humidity, or perhaps some sort of prenatal ooze, would take only a moment before tiny sides would heave with effort, and oversized head would swing up in surprise.
For a moment, only her short, rapid breaths would give tell that she'd indeed survived the ordeal. Then, quite a few long minutes later, she would raise her head again. Big, very blue eyes blinked and took in her colorful- abliet dark- surroundings. Her world was beautiful.
Next, those long, unsteady legs would, one at a time, find footing and, with a stumble, she'd bring herself to stand. Well, that certainly seemed like enough work for one day. The calf teetered to the side, then whirled clumsily to face the real beauty of her new home. Until that moment, she'd only seen the dark, but decorated walls of her dark corner... but before her, a dazzling wonderland of colored crystals and glowing plantlife, all seemingly welcoming her to life. She gasped.
The nameless fawn took her first wobbly steps then, towards her new, and amazing, surroundings. As she stepped from the dark shadows cast into her corner of the cave, and into the fractal lights of the main chambers, she would not know to remember this place, and soon she would be so far removed from her safety net, she'd never be able to find her way back.
Which seemed to suit the bouncy fawn just fine. She hopped away on wobbly but energetic legs, and soon found herself amongst the dazzling growths of crystals that lined the great stone walls, where light danced across them from the soft glow of the plant life that grew between the cracks. Oh, such a beautiful wonderful place! Why would she ever want to go back to her dreary, dark corner?
It would be some many cycles later until the jet black stone would bear its secret fruit. It would be days after the first emergence, at an undetermined time to be certain, that the body inside the chrysalis would free itself from its stone prison. It would emerge as silently as it came into the world.
Cloven hooves would suddenly swing out amongst shattered ore, and from it's hollowed core, a fawn would slip gently to the ground below, amongst the shards of its broken womb. For a moment, all would be still again. The tiny fawn, its fur damp from humidity, or perhaps some sort of prenatal ooze, would take only a moment before tiny sides would heave with effort, and oversized head would swing up in surprise.
For a moment, only her short, rapid breaths would give tell that she'd indeed survived the ordeal. Then, quite a few long minutes later, she would raise her head again. Big, very blue eyes blinked and took in her colorful- abliet dark- surroundings. Her world was beautiful.
Next, those long, unsteady legs would, one at a time, find footing and, with a stumble, she'd bring herself to stand. Well, that certainly seemed like enough work for one day. The calf teetered to the side, then whirled clumsily to face the real beauty of her new home. Until that moment, she'd only seen the dark, but decorated walls of her dark corner... but before her, a dazzling wonderland of colored crystals and glowing plantlife, all seemingly welcoming her to life. She gasped.
The nameless fawn took her first wobbly steps then, towards her new, and amazing, surroundings. As she stepped from the dark shadows cast into her corner of the cave, and into the fractal lights of the main chambers, she would not know to remember this place, and soon she would be so far removed from her safety net, she'd never be able to find her way back.
Which seemed to suit the bouncy fawn just fine. She hopped away on wobbly but energetic legs, and soon found herself amongst the dazzling growths of crystals that lined the great stone walls, where light danced across them from the soft glow of the plant life that grew between the cracks. Oh, such a beautiful wonderful place! Why would she ever want to go back to her dreary, dark corner?
RE: Ｅｍｅｒｇｅｎｃｅ - Teyouma - May 06 2015
Teyouma did not linger too long by the Tower, although he made a brief mental note to return to it some day and continue his exploration. He wanted to find Leon again - the warm, fuzzy, friendly bear that had been his companion for the initial days of life. On his way out of Orion and through the tunnels, the monkey had been carefully scrutinizing the cave floor, then the walls, and the various ridges and jagged changes in the cavern surface; he didn't know what he sought, not really. Still too young to determine what the feeling of hunger meant in his belly, he only knew that there was something vital to be found along the walls. Aside from the faintly glowing mosses and the occasional gem-like stone glittering, which always caught his attention. By the time he returned to Polaris he had amassed a sort of collection; nondescript chunks of shale, a few round pebbles of various sizes, and some shiny gems which he had found scattered on the ground. A few he had pried free of the dirt, and when Teyouma reached Polaris, he was nursing a few sore fingers. Suckling at the small cuts and scrapes he had accidentally given to himself in the process. One arm held the collection - almost like a mother holding a newborn baby.
Teyouma walked with the aid of his tail. It was slow going, trying to balance himself upright like Leon always did, since he didn't have much mass or strength to do so. He could go a few steps at a time before wobbling, in which moments he would grip tightly to his collection. A few of the smaller bits and pieces fell from his hold and trailed behind him, but the translucent creature was preoccupied with his aching fingers to notice - until one miss-step on his own tail caused him to yelp loudly, and drop everything. He tripped and rolled forwards, scattering his collection in every direction, and tried to brace himself with his front limbs in the hope that he'd save his face the same pain his fingers were in.
(POST-ROLL EDIT:)
He was quick enough to brace himself, and was on all fours so fast that no harm could be done. His tail stood straight up, but then it drooped as he looked around - his big dark eyes examining all of his scattered treasures, while his heart felt heavy at all the mess he had made. Now he had to start collecting all over again! With a murmured sound (like a tiny sob, I suppose) Teyouma hunched over his favorite specimens and began to cherry-pick the best stuff all over again.
Teyouma walked with the aid of his tail. It was slow going, trying to balance himself upright like Leon always did, since he didn't have much mass or strength to do so. He could go a few steps at a time before wobbling, in which moments he would grip tightly to his collection. A few of the smaller bits and pieces fell from his hold and trailed behind him, but the translucent creature was preoccupied with his aching fingers to notice - until one miss-step on his own tail caused him to yelp loudly, and drop everything. He tripped and rolled forwards, scattering his collection in every direction, and tried to brace himself with his front limbs in the hope that he'd save his face the same pain his fingers were in.
(POST-ROLL EDIT:)
He was quick enough to brace himself, and was on all fours so fast that no harm could be done. His tail stood straight up, but then it drooped as he looked around - his big dark eyes examining all of his scattered treasures, while his heart felt heavy at all the mess he had made. Now he had to start collecting all over again! With a murmured sound (like a tiny sob, I suppose) Teyouma hunched over his favorite specimens and began to cherry-pick the best stuff all over again.
RE: Ｅｍｅｒｇｅｎｃｅ - Bevy - May 06 2015
Somewhere not so far away, among all of the beautiful, glistening crystals and glowing shrooms, another gembound was growing inside of her chrysalis. This one stood out amongst the bright crystals, which mostly were blue and yellow and green. The small, egg like gem was mostly a vibrant, neon red with flashes of green and all sorts of shades of the rainbow in between, changing colors in different angles. It seemed to reveal in the glow of the nearby illumination, and seemed quite happy to be all in the light in an otherwise dark and shadowy cavern.
Inside of this chrysalis, however, something was growing, and eager to escape. The small pod was growing uncomfortable for the creature trapped inside, and with a sharp cracking noise, a small egg tooth poked through the crystal structure. It took such a great effort to press against the edges, but inside of the rainbow egg was dark, scary, and cramped. This gembound's casing did not shatter as the one in the shadows had, and instead only grew small cracks until a section broke off and let the fluffy, feathered creature spill forth from the cocoon.
The world was bright, at least where the small gembound had been born. The light didn't carry far, however, and outside of the small patch of crystals was oppressive, terrifying darkness. The tiny being lifted her head, which was covered in an assortment of dark feathers, and blinked her multicolored eyes as she took in her surroundings. Her black fledgling feathers were sticky from her pod, and although she stretched and shook them out, a nasty substance seemed to cling to them.
Not thinking too much, the bird acted on instinct and scurried to the edge of her light source, taking shelter under a tall mushroom. Her vision started to pick up movement, and a glistening gem caught her eye. There was another creature in the darkness, coming closer-- and then it stumbled and fell, and... And the bird watched as many, many glistening things came pouring out everywhere. They were shiny and glowed once they escaped the furry arms of the upright-walking creature, and one even rolled close enough that the bird dared hop forward into the shadows where she could barely see.
Her bright red torso flashed with vibrancy, like a warning light, as she moved through the darkness to the pretty gems that caught all sorts of light. She pecked at it with her black beak, and deciding she liked it, she picked it up and then looked at the bigger, fuzzy, hard to see animal. Had it seen her? Suddenly frightened, she backed away, only to see an even more intimidating creature bound forth from the shadows. The fawn danced across her vision and she found herself frightened beyond belief, being hardly able to see in the shadows. Fleeing with her prize, the red feathers fluttered as her black wings tried to take her back to the patch of brightness where she had been born. Unfortunately, they couldn't seem to grab the air just right, so she was reduced to a flapping, noisy sort of hop back to her birthplace.
RE: E m e r g e n c e - Fortune - May 06 2015
Thump.
The little fawn jumped at the soft thud behind her, and whirled her head around on that long, gangly neck to investigate what the problem way. Something smaller, and white? Her tail flashed upwards, flaring out, flashing that white undercoat in warning.
But the tiny thing seemed to pose no threat. It squawked in protest to it's stumble, and no wonder. Such flimsy, clumsy looking legs couldn't support a silly looking creature like this. She almost scoffed- except, she didn't quite have any reason to. To the tiny fawn, this silly looking thing was just a sad lump of weird fur.
And so, cautiously, she stepped forward.
She kept her nose close to the ground, but that white tail plumed upwards, as she slowly creeped her way over to stand a few feet from the baby thing. She watched it scoop its fallen treasures back into its arms, then glanced over at a few that had fallen further.
The fawn stepped quietly over to one such pebble and gently rolled it with her nose, until it sat within the monkey's reach. Then again with another. After a few, she stopped to look up at the baby thing, ears perked, curious. Was the little monkey alright? What even was this thing, with it's weird branchy limbs and long tail? The fawn tilted her head to the side with a deep-set look of concern on her face. Was it even healthy?
So preoccupied with the monkey, the fawn totally failed to notice the brightly colored bird zipping past. Perhaps in a moment, but small minds can become so easily claimed by one thing at a time.
The little fawn jumped at the soft thud behind her, and whirled her head around on that long, gangly neck to investigate what the problem way. Something smaller, and white? Her tail flashed upwards, flaring out, flashing that white undercoat in warning.
But the tiny thing seemed to pose no threat. It squawked in protest to it's stumble, and no wonder. Such flimsy, clumsy looking legs couldn't support a silly looking creature like this. She almost scoffed- except, she didn't quite have any reason to. To the tiny fawn, this silly looking thing was just a sad lump of weird fur.
And so, cautiously, she stepped forward.
She kept her nose close to the ground, but that white tail plumed upwards, as she slowly creeped her way over to stand a few feet from the baby thing. She watched it scoop its fallen treasures back into its arms, then glanced over at a few that had fallen further.
The fawn stepped quietly over to one such pebble and gently rolled it with her nose, until it sat within the monkey's reach. Then again with another. After a few, she stopped to look up at the baby thing, ears perked, curious. Was the little monkey alright? What even was this thing, with it's weird branchy limbs and long tail? The fawn tilted her head to the side with a deep-set look of concern on her face. Was it even healthy?
So preoccupied with the monkey, the fawn totally failed to notice the brightly colored bird zipping past. Perhaps in a moment, but small minds can become so easily claimed by one thing at a time.
RE: E m e r g e n c e - Teyouma - May 06 2015
One by one, the trinkets were gathered. He was quick to grab the shiniest of the rocks or the smoothest of the stones, and those that did not meet his scrutiny were forgotten. In the darkness of Polaris, Teyouma could only see the most virulent of shines - and thus his collection became far smaller, but far better. A few of the little gems took on new colors because of the glowing stones beyond him, and Teyouma found that he disliked this change in them. So those too were ignored or tossed aside. For each stone he picked up, two more were dropped; it seemed as if the baby could not make up his mind.
And then, there was movement in front of him. So focused was the monkey on his task - like a little fey beast picking up grains of salt - that he didn't notice the duiker until her nose was very close to one of his four-fingered hands. The movement beside him was frightening, and fear was not something Teyouma had experienced before. Not to the degree he now felt it. Nearly jumping out of his skin, the creature vaulted backwards and scattered his collection a second time - shrieking loudly with a piercing, pitchy note. His translucent fur stood on end, as if he had been sparked by magic. With a flustered little groan, Teyouma rolled forwards again and tried to pick through the dirt for his prized treasures - this time, keeping himself alert to his surroundings, and trying to watch the little deer-thing where it stood.
"Not nice!" He grumbled sourly. "Not nice! So.. So not nice!" One pebble, two pebbles, he didn't even know if they were the right ones, because he had to watch the strange animal before him. "Tey'ma get pretties and.. And little baby scare Tey'ma! Not nice." He hastily gathered a few more, using sweeping grabs to lift handfuls of dirt and gems from the floor. When he glanced down at his collection (very briefly, because he didn't want to be surprised by the creature again), he noticed that most of his treasures were just rocks. Boring little chunks of the cave, and not at all as pretty as the shiny gems he had collected before. With another shriek, Teyouma threw the pile to the ground and then flopped back on to his butt, crossing his arms indignantly. "Not nice!"
And then, there was movement in front of him. So focused was the monkey on his task - like a little fey beast picking up grains of salt - that he didn't notice the duiker until her nose was very close to one of his four-fingered hands. The movement beside him was frightening, and fear was not something Teyouma had experienced before. Not to the degree he now felt it. Nearly jumping out of his skin, the creature vaulted backwards and scattered his collection a second time - shrieking loudly with a piercing, pitchy note. His translucent fur stood on end, as if he had been sparked by magic. With a flustered little groan, Teyouma rolled forwards again and tried to pick through the dirt for his prized treasures - this time, keeping himself alert to his surroundings, and trying to watch the little deer-thing where it stood.
"Not nice!" He grumbled sourly. "Not nice! So.. So not nice!" One pebble, two pebbles, he didn't even know if they were the right ones, because he had to watch the strange animal before him. "Tey'ma get pretties and.. And little baby scare Tey'ma! Not nice." He hastily gathered a few more, using sweeping grabs to lift handfuls of dirt and gems from the floor. When he glanced down at his collection (very briefly, because he didn't want to be surprised by the creature again), he noticed that most of his treasures were just rocks. Boring little chunks of the cave, and not at all as pretty as the shiny gems he had collected before. With another shriek, Teyouma threw the pile to the ground and then flopped back on to his butt, crossing his arms indignantly. "Not nice!"
RE: E m e r g e n c e - Bevy - May 06 2015
The small bird had made it back to the half-broken shell of her chrysalis, and had just about started to put down the gem she had captured, when the creature who had brought the gems and rocks made a horrible, awful noise. The screech hurt the black and orange-red bird's delicate ears, and the noise only seemed to echo off of the crystals around her. Such a terrible, painful noise!
The bird threw her wings over her body and collapsed to the floor in the most dramatic of fashions, and might have accidentally swallowed the stolen pebble if it wasn't too big for her beak-hole. She spat it out and quivered on the ground, hoping that the noise would stop, and eventually it did. A rise of words, words that didn't mean much to the young mind of a newly hatched chick, came cascading after it from the same screechy voice. Not nice, not nice! She didn't like the yelling one bit, so she didn't dare look up from behind her wings, her legs splayed out each way on the floor quivering. She should have never taken the gem.
There was a scrabbling noise, and for a while the monkey stopped for a moment. They were picking up the rocks, and for a moment, it was quiet. The chick dared take a peek beyond her black downy wings. Her bright, multicolored eyes had a hard time seeing through the darkness, but they seemed to be adjusting just slightly as she focused. There was the tall animal, with weird legs, next to the furrier one who was collecting everything. They seemed to not have even noticed the bird.
With that in mind, the feathered baby picked herself up and poked at her stolen present. It had a faint, icy blue light to it, and looked almost like ice-- not that this bird knew what ice was yet-- flecked with white, starry flecks. She settled down on her talons and moved the rock around, keeping half a glance on the pair of strange animals. This shiny was a wonderfully pretty shiny, but she thought maybe the monkey might have more pretty shinies and she wanted one with a bit more... color, she supposed.
Unfortunately, a fit of shyness has overtaken her, so she simply kept her wings over her blue gem and watched the two for a bit longer. Part of her hoped they wouldn't even realize she was there so she could run away with her present, but where would she go? Furthermore, the monkey let out another Not Nice! and she was afraid that the poor thing was hurt or something. The bird realized she had a gem in her chest, and what if all the shinies were part of the fluffy stranger? Had she taken a piece of them that they needed? She could hardly bare the thought-- she hadn't meant to do anything as awful as hurt someone else! She had just gotten a need to take the shiny and now... Now she had done something bad, and she just knew it.
Picking up the gem with her beak once more, the red and black bird slowly hopped closer, a reproachful look in her mostly crimson eyes. She was so dearly sorry for doing the bad thing. Surely she could fix it?
RE: E m e r g e n c e - Fortune - May 07 2015
The Fawn's efforts were wasted. The baby thing started to scream again, and tossed his rocks all about the floor in turn. She jumped back from him in surprise, bleating her complaint wordlessly as she put space between the two.
Then, after some more tantrum-tossing, the monkey started to make a different kind of noise. He even looked at her while grumbling his own complaints- and rather than look scorned, the tiny doe tilted her head to the side and perked up those ears in a curious stare. What sort of sounds were those? They sounded different, interesting.
At the end of his scolding, the monkey threw his rocks down again and seemed to give up. The doe, looking very perturbed now, decided after a moment it was time to try again. So, hesitantly this time, she started nudging the little rocks back towards the baby monkey. It was as she moved the first rock along the ground with her nose that she finally spotted the silly bird.
She stopped long enough to perk that head up again and examine the thing. Tiny and brightly colored, this little fuzzy creature couldn't be a threat. It moved too slowly, too quietly- and in its mouth, it carried another stone. So it was helping? Yes, that's what it was doing.
And back to her task she went, rolling the pebbles towards the monkey ever so carefully, in hopes the little guy would be happy for it. Yes, she was doing a good thing. Surely she deserved some sort of reward for her troubles- like a tiny monkey smile, or a new sort of weird monkey sound.
Maybe something less screechy this time, though.
Then, after some more tantrum-tossing, the monkey started to make a different kind of noise. He even looked at her while grumbling his own complaints- and rather than look scorned, the tiny doe tilted her head to the side and perked up those ears in a curious stare. What sort of sounds were those? They sounded different, interesting.
At the end of his scolding, the monkey threw his rocks down again and seemed to give up. The doe, looking very perturbed now, decided after a moment it was time to try again. So, hesitantly this time, she started nudging the little rocks back towards the baby monkey. It was as she moved the first rock along the ground with her nose that she finally spotted the silly bird.
She stopped long enough to perk that head up again and examine the thing. Tiny and brightly colored, this little fuzzy creature couldn't be a threat. It moved too slowly, too quietly- and in its mouth, it carried another stone. So it was helping? Yes, that's what it was doing.
And back to her task she went, rolling the pebbles towards the monkey ever so carefully, in hopes the little guy would be happy for it. Yes, she was doing a good thing. Surely she deserved some sort of reward for her troubles- like a tiny monkey smile, or a new sort of weird monkey sound.
Maybe something less screechy this time, though.
RE: E m e r g e n c e - Teyouma - May 07 2015
The monkey's squawking voice was met with nothing but a blank stare, or so he thought, since the duiker did not speak at all. Teyouma fumed like an indignant toddler, his arms remaining tightly crossed over his chest, and his legs drawn up to his body; he rested his chin on his knees very briefly until the pinch of his tailbone began to bother him (it was uncomfortable to sit on a stone floor, especially with a long tail in the way). So he stood up, using his tail as a balancing rod, but did not unfold his arms. He partly wanted to glower at the duiker, but he also wanted to just forget all about what had happened - forget that he'd lost all his treasures, or even met this silly baby. He was conflicted. His dark eyes flit between Fortune and not-Fortune, and this was when he noticed the little bird.
And in her beak, there was a shining pebble. One of his shining pebbles. A new rage set forth from the monkey in the next moment - his hands tensing as they gripped at his forearms, then releasing, as he fell forward and took a lurching, flailing bounce towards the tiny creature. He didn't know what their intention was - he didn't care really - but Teyouma was furious, thinking that the bird had tried to steal one of his things! While the deer creature was trying to shuffle some of the other stones in to a pile, Teyouma's attention was focused on the little bird with the vibrant feathers; he watched the shining point of light caught in the gem held in her beak, and felt his entire body thrum with angry magic.
It was a good thing he didn't have any other spells, or else the poor little bird might have been zapped by something dangerous. All Teyouma had was his sensing ability, and that wouldn't help him here. Still, he was too agitated to be in total control, thus the magic flowed through his veins and illuminated his pale skin. A minute later the monkey was glowing a faint pink-purple hue, like an old bruise, and stomping towards the bird.
"That mine! He bellowed, or tried to bellow, imagining himself as a big scary bear like Leon for just a moment. "Why you have that? That mine you... You meanie! You.. Ugly little fluff!" His insults were lacking, but made more menacing perhaps by the glow in his skin, and the vitriol in his pitiless black eyes; he may have been only a few days older than these Gembounds, but Teyouma was making leaps and bounds towards a new adult self in these kinds of moments. "Ugly, stupid, sneak-bird!"
RE: E m e r g e n c e - Bevy - May 07 2015
Bevy thought she was a reasonable bird. She had done a bad thing, but she was going to make it better and maybe these big creatures would be less loud and scary. Yet, as the two creatures' eyes glinted in the pale light, focusing on her small, vibrant form, tiny Bevy was certain she was going to be in quite a bit of trouble.
First of all, she had the worst feeling she had ever felt in her first few minutes of life. It was a sensation that started in her tail feathers and crawled up her skin, spreading to a pain in her wings and a pressure in the center of her forehead. Those big, solid black eyes just hung on her tiny form and she felt she could not look away. Her wings grew heavy as the creature, now standing, started to glow under their disturbing see-through skin. Run! A little voice in her head demanded, but she couldn't look away. The monkey bellowed at her and the noise made her small ears feel like they had to pop. It wasn't until the tall beast made its way towards her that she remembered her feet and decided she had to get away.
Her wings, even if they had her flight feathers, refused to move from her sides, and the feathers along her neck and back rose up like hair on goosebumps. Her black talons scrambled along the earth as she nearly fell over from lack of balance, but the putihui bird managed to scurry over to the four-legged, oddly tall creature who had not made one single loud scary noise.
While Bevy might have liked to explain herself, she had a shiny treasure in her beak and she did not want to drop it. She simply couldn't bring herself to let it go, and that meant she could not talk. Instead, she simply bumped her silly black head right into the doe's hind foot, and promptly fell over like an absolute clutz. To be honest, she was a bit like a chicken with her head cut off at the moment, Teyouma was just that frightening.
Thankfully for Fortune-- aptly named, wasn't she?-- Bevy's feathers may have been mucky but they had not gained their stunning poison yet. The young bird would only obtain that special defense once she started eating the poisonous insects and fungi of the cave. So without her toxic protection, the poor thing was absolutely vulnerable and quite, quite afraid. With the monkey radiating magick and young Bevy having just bumped right into the deer and possibly bruising her soft, delicate skin, an interesting thing occurred. In her fright, and without meaning to, the chick's innate magick activated as well, like a chain reaction was set off.
post roll: Unfortunately, being so young, the poor birdy's magick fizzled off immediately. She still felt awful in just about every way, except now she felt quite tired on top of being frantic. Her head spun and spun and she could only hope that the other beast would not be as angry as the glowing monkey. All of her defenses had failed her, and if the monkey really wanted to they could probably hurt Bevy quite a bit.
RE: E m e r g e n c e - Fortune - May 11 2015
And in her beak, there was a shining pebble. One of his shining pebbles. A new rage set forth from the monkey in the next moment - his hands tensing as they gripped at his forearms, then releasing, as he fell forward and took a lurching, flailing bounce towards the tiny creature. He didn't know what their intention was - he didn't care really - but Teyouma was furious, thinking that the bird had tried to steal one of his things! While the deer creature was trying to shuffle some of the other stones in to a pile, Teyouma's attention was focused on the little bird with the vibrant feathers; he watched the shining point of light caught in the gem held in her beak, and felt his entire body thrum with angry magic.
It was a good thing he didn't have any other spells, or else the poor little bird might have been zapped by something dangerous. All Teyouma had was his sensing ability, and that wouldn't help him here. Still, he was too agitated to be in total control, thus the magic flowed through his veins and illuminated his pale skin. A minute later the monkey was glowing a faint pink-purple hue, like an old bruise, and stomping towards the bird.
"That mine! He bellowed, or tried to bellow, imagining himself as a big scary bear like Leon for just a moment. "Why you have that? That mine you... You meanie! You.. Ugly little fluff!" His insults were lacking, but made more menacing perhaps by the glow in his skin, and the vitriol in his pitiless black eyes; he may have been only a few days older than these Gembounds, but Teyouma was making leaps and bounds towards a new adult self in these kinds of moments. "Ugly, stupid, sneak-bird!"
RE: E m e r g e n c e - Bevy - May 07 2015
Bevy thought she was a reasonable bird. She had done a bad thing, but she was going to make it better and maybe these big creatures would be less loud and scary. Yet, as the two creatures' eyes glinted in the pale light, focusing on her small, vibrant form, tiny Bevy was certain she was going to be in quite a bit of trouble.
First of all, she had the worst feeling she had ever felt in her first few minutes of life. It was a sensation that started in her tail feathers and crawled up her skin, spreading to a pain in her wings and a pressure in the center of her forehead. Those big, solid black eyes just hung on her tiny form and she felt she could not look away. Her wings grew heavy as the creature, now standing, started to glow under their disturbing see-through skin. Run! A little voice in her head demanded, but she couldn't look away. The monkey bellowed at her and the noise made her small ears feel like they had to pop. It wasn't until the tall beast made its way towards her that she remembered her feet and decided she had to get away.
Her wings, even if they had her flight feathers, refused to move from her sides, and the feathers along her neck and back rose up like hair on goosebumps. Her black talons scrambled along the earth as she nearly fell over from lack of balance, but the putihui bird managed to scurry over to the four-legged, oddly tall creature who had not made one single loud scary noise.
While Bevy might have liked to explain herself, she had a shiny treasure in her beak and she did not want to drop it. She simply couldn't bring herself to let it go, and that meant she could not talk. Instead, she simply bumped her silly black head right into the doe's hind foot, and promptly fell over like an absolute clutz. To be honest, she was a bit like a chicken with her head cut off at the moment, Teyouma was just that frightening.
Thankfully for Fortune-- aptly named, wasn't she?-- Bevy's feathers may have been mucky but they had not gained their stunning poison yet. The young bird would only obtain that special defense once she started eating the poisonous insects and fungi of the cave. So without her toxic protection, the poor thing was absolutely vulnerable and quite, quite afraid. With the monkey radiating magick and young Bevy having just bumped right into the deer and possibly bruising her soft, delicate skin, an interesting thing occurred. In her fright, and without meaning to, the chick's innate magick activated as well, like a chain reaction was set off.
post roll: Unfortunately, being so young, the poor birdy's magick fizzled off immediately. She still felt awful in just about every way, except now she felt quite tired on top of being frantic. Her head spun and spun and she could only hope that the other beast would not be as angry as the glowing monkey. All of her defenses had failed her, and if the monkey really wanted to they could probably hurt Bevy quite a bit.
RE: E m e r g e n c e - Fortune - May 11 2015
Poor Fortune. She hadn't signed up for any of this.
Suddenly, as the monkey spotted the bird with its treasure in its mouth, chaos errupted. The monkey started screaming, glowing and slamming himself about- and the bird came crashing into one knobby leg on the tiny doe. The do bleated in response, unsettled for a moment until the bird moved underneath her legs. The monkey made a move towards her. That was quite enough, thank you!
"STOP!" She rose onto her hind legs and slammed her front hooves down hard a inch forward- careful not to stomp on either monkey or bird in the process. The sound that came from her and her hooves was loud and echoed sharply for a moment before she lifted her head again, looking rather stern and soured.
"Bird good! You bad! Bad baby!" She snorted at him now, scolding him like a toddler might a smaller toddler- for that was what this was, really. "Not nice." Mimicry was all she could manage at this point. Someday, she'd be able to get her point across better, but now she flustered about trying to put an end to the fighting- she'd only just got here. Was this really all there was to her world? Pretty sights but ugly sounds?
Suddenly, as the monkey spotted the bird with its treasure in its mouth, chaos errupted. The monkey started screaming, glowing and slamming himself about- and the bird came crashing into one knobby leg on the tiny doe. The do bleated in response, unsettled for a moment until the bird moved underneath her legs. The monkey made a move towards her. That was quite enough, thank you!
"STOP!" She rose onto her hind legs and slammed her front hooves down hard a inch forward- careful not to stomp on either monkey or bird in the process. The sound that came from her and her hooves was loud and echoed sharply for a moment before she lifted her head again, looking rather stern and soured.
"Bird good! You bad! Bad baby!" She snorted at him now, scolding him like a toddler might a smaller toddler- for that was what this was, really. "Not nice." Mimicry was all she could manage at this point. Someday, she'd be able to get her point across better, but now she flustered about trying to put an end to the fighting- she'd only just got here. Was this really all there was to her world? Pretty sights but ugly sounds?