((IF BRIAR SEES THIS – THIS IS SET BEFORE THEY MET, SO DON’T ACT LIKE YOU KNOW MACAWI))

Macawi had absolutely, positively no idea what was going on in Polaris when she stumbled in happily. All she knew was that it was dark in here, and she loved the dark! She wagged her tail happily as she pranced about, sniffing for others. There were a lot of others. Oh, good! She liked others! She tried not to stumble into anything as she found a seat, and she partially succeeded. While she didn’t hit anything that could talk, she did trip over a relatively large rock, and tumbled head over heels until she landed with an “Oof!” on her back. She laughed, unharmed, and amused at herself.

‘Trick or treat?’ came a jaunty, feminine voice from somewhere above her. She squinted in the darkness, and saw a little light somewhere. In the ceiling? She shrugged, not caring where it came from. She laughed like she was insane, snorting half the time, and shouted back to the voice, “Trick! Where is the fun in treats? They are so predictable!” Macawi was a prankster. What could anyone expect? She lived for the unexpected, the daring!

She continued to lay on her back, trusting, perhaps a bit stupidly, that no one would step on her in the darkness. Her tan eyes would twinkle if there were more light, and if anyone could see in such darkness, they would notice the mischievous grin plastered on her silly-happy face.

"Speech"

[Origin Cave]

She only heard one voice answer her question - a quiet voice, bled out from the lynx that had nearly jumped out of her own skin when the dragon had come up to sit near her. In the darkness, Nemean waited further. She saw the dragon move, gesturing what she assumed to mean treat, then that was it. If they could see her, they'd see her little kitten eyebrows rising with surprise. Maybe they had all remained silent in preference of not choosing one or the other, knowing that an answer either way would net them some trouble. Well... they sure liked to think they knew better, didn't they!

Another three had appeared out of nowhere, attracting her attention for a brief moment. Of course, one of them was daring enough to say that he wanted a trick. The second one, having come running in laughing like a maniac, also claimed that she wanted a trick. The third one kind of ambled in and put on a demure sexy face before drawling that he wanted both.

"Tut tut... I suppose its a trick for all of you then!" She giggled through the shadows. Silence stretched on for only another half second before a blinding flash erupted from the generator. In an instant, the generator whirred to life again, and as the gathered Gembounds would slowly regain their vision, the lights in Polaris would begin to flicker back to life. They will feel themselves with a new kind of magic flowing through them, one that feels somewhat unpredictable...

@Fallah has learned the spell Witch Cackle !
@Baratheon has learned the spell Jack-o-Spawn !
@Cure has learned the spell Vampire Gaze !
@Magdalena has learned the spell Jawn-o-Spawn !
@Cancer has learned the spell Witch Cackle !
@Macawi has learned the spell Vampire Gaze !
@Louie has learned the spell Jack-O-Spawn !
@Damian has learned the spell Witch Cackle !

Exit Nemean. Characters are now free to exit this thread.

There had been an interesting thing going on. The lights had shut off, shrouding the cavern into complete and utter darkneses... and Damian could not be more pleased about it. He had prowled and lurked, moving all over and even testing the movement of the many golems that still lumbered around the Dam. He had been enjoying himself immensely, but much to his disappointment a light had shown and a giggling began to persist. He would have found it annoying had it not been for the fact a few other gembounds began to gather. Not just any gembounds, but Baratheon had wandered in himself as well! A dark smirk curled across his features as he dropped to all fours and began his prowl towards the great beast.

His intention was quickly foiled when a cat suddenly spazzed out when Bara plopped next to her and he was left to stand back and laugh over it. Before he could move again a voice came in, inquiring if theey would want a trick or a treat. All the others answered first so he took this time to bring himself closer towards the group and stepping into view. A sultry smirk slid across his features as he stepped up closer and crossed his arms across his chest. "I want both," His purred out, his voice low and alluring.

Soon enough a voice responded and then a bright flash off light. A snarl of annoyance escaped the lycanthrope as the flash caused his eyes to hurt. He rubbed his eyes for a moment before looking around with a frown. Well that didn't go as anything he expected. Oh well. He popped his jowls, gave one last annoyed look to the dragon before he slipped away, finding his way back towards the spire. Maybe that thing had just been all talk. Either way, he needed to get away just in case that light flashed again. He'd rather not go blind because of some trick.

-ENTER AND EXIT DAMI WOO-

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Macawi felt the energy of the spell flow into her body a few seconds after the invisible creature above her spoke again. The invisible speaker decided they would all get tricks, and Macawi barked happily and wagged her tail. Yes! Tricks were good and fun, never mean or nasty! Perhaps one day, Macawi would learn that not everyone was nice like her. Somewhere in the back of her head, she already knew this, but she didn’t like to think about it. She liked to hope that everyone was like her: happy and only playing pranks for fun, and to start interesting conversations later.

The coyote’s body stilled (an odd thing, for one who wriggled and moved around so often) as she tried to concentrate on the spell she had just received. But the more she tried to Reach Out for the Magic, the more it evaded her. With a shrug, she flipped onto her paws. So the Magic didn’t feel like working today. That was fine! Magic could be finicky like that. Magic was like playing pranks. Sometimes you got away with it and sometimes you were caught. Either way, it was all as it should be. You just couldn’t rush Magic.

She stared up at the Generator, which she could see again, and called out, “Thank you, Mysterious Spell Bringer!” Then she grinned around at everyone who was there, “Hello, fellow Gembounds! Macawi would love to meet you all, but today is not the day! She will see you again!” The coyote gave a laugh, a mock bow, and then turned and bounded away, disappearing into the long grass as if she’d never been there in the first place.

[Exit Macawi]

"Speech"