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    -Symbiosis V2- (CLOSED)

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    12 minutes ago, Chiyanna said:

    Prisidon couldn't sleep. He was too busy being worried. He figured he might as well stop trying, so he opened his eyes. He went to check on his brother and Brimstone @Cookboi who was guarding both Ruta and the camp.

    Brimstone stifled a yawn as the sky-blue male crossed her sights.

    ”Ruta fell asleep just a bit ago. Do you think someone else could take second watch?”

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    -Symbiosis V2- (CLOSED)

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    1 minute ago, Chiyanna said:

    Rata decided to sleep there, where he would be safe...hopefully.

    You slip into a uneasy doze, drifting from nightmare to nightmare. One was of a nicheling dying in your paws, another was of your son’s disgusted face. But the worst one of all? Meadow’s terrified expression as she was swallowed over and over again by the killer plant, shrieking for help that couldn’t be delivered. 

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    -Symbiosis V2- (CLOSED)

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    2 hours ago, Modiano said:

    Oh, maybe it like won your trust to do... Whatever it did"

    (You realize they can’t hear you-)

    The moment the words leave your mouth, the forest begins to melt around you as you slip into a deeper, dreamless sleep. 

    -Symbiosis V2- (CLOSED)

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    3 hours ago, Modiano said:

    "So there's a disease."

    Your thoughts were interrupted by a hiss. 

    “It made us stronger before!” The female hissed “why would it start killing us now?”

    ”I don’t know, Nutmeg. I don’t know.”

    -Symbiosis V2- (CLOSED)

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    16 hours ago, Chiyanna said:

    Ruta was upset Kirlur didn't take him with her, or at least tell him she'd be gone. She was out exploring and roaming the jungle looking for the lost nichelings, while he was stuck here with his stressed out brother gathering berries and grass to prepare to sleep. He thought perhaps he could sneak away too, but Prisidon watched him like a hawk, and had told Brimstone to do so when he couldn't. Then again, he was getting tired, maybe he'd have more energy to run off and explore tomorrow.

    Your eyelids begin to feel heavy.

    -Symbiosis V2- (CLOSED)

    in Roleplay section

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    On 4/11/2021 at 4:43 PM, da1sy said:
    On 4/11/2021 at 8:24 AM, Chiyanna said:

     

    She thought Prisidon was supposed to be here.. Kirlur scanned the area, searching for her brother. She had just looked away for a minute..

    You could hear faint footsteps. Prisidon?

    -Symbiosis V2- (CLOSED)

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    3 hours ago, Chiyanna said:

    Oh well, thought Rata, shaking his head to clear his thoughts, I have to find the others. But the sun was setting. It would be dark soon, and he wouldn't see much of anything and would have to rely on his other senses. They were trained too, but never-the-less the thought of loosing a sense made him nervous. He was getting tired too, especially after the ordeal. Perhaps he would find a place to camp for the night. He listened, looked, and smelled, trying to figure which way would be best to find food and avoid danger.

     Although you didn’t see any food, you did manage to find a small gap in the roots of a nearby tree.

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    -Symbiosis V2- (CLOSED)

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    15 minutes ago, Modiano said:

    Who? Does it have to do with the weird plants?"

    The male opened his scream something else, before a pale brown nicheling lifted paw to touch his shoulder.

    ”The war is over, they’ll find a cure.” She soothed.

    ”If it’s possible,” another voice added. “it’s not like anything else makes sense about this ‘disease’.”

    -Symbiosis V2- (CLOSED)

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    Just now, Modiano said:

    She nudged him, trying to understand what was wrong

    Your paw slipped right through him as he continued to sob and squirm. But, now that you were focusing on him, you realized that he was trying to say something.

    ”They’re gonna kill me... they’re gonna find me... THEY'RE ALREADY HERE!” 

    -Symbiosis V2- (CLOSED)

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    3 minutes ago, Polly said:

    Alright."

    Meadow silently panicked, What if they did exile her? It would be better if she left herself, but she would probably die a worst death!

    (You’re lucky that Terracotta is pretty chill and probably wouldn’t tell. Anyways, we’ll have to wait for Chiyanna to continue.)

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    -Symbiosis V2- (CLOSED)

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    2 hours ago, Modiano said:

    Rikyuma tried to find the missing nichelings' scent trail, but was too tired to focus on anything. She placed all the roots she had dug up in a pile and went to sleep

    (It’s ominously prophetic dream time! Ps: you can see)

    You were in a clearing, surrounded by wheezing, gasping nichelings. Most of the nichelings had small, grayish, “plants” painfully bursting out of their skin. The smell of death and decay was so strong you could taste it. 

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    -Symbiosis V2- (CLOSED)

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    On 4/2/2021 at 10:50 AM, Polly said:

    Meadow took a few steps back, a bit startled,

    "I have no idea." 

    that is.. she did know where Rata is, but she knew she'd be exiled from the group if she told them.

    Terracotta nodded, but his eyes were doubtful.

    ”The group should be just past those trees...”

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    The Ice Age

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    12 minutes ago, Chiyanna said:

    Very cool and good writing! Can't wait to see how it all comes together. Also, if this background or actual gameplay atm?)

    (Background, actual gameplay will have pictures. I plan to do two more of these to cover all the other characters.)

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    The Ice Age

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    Day 0 - Flashfoot & Oak

    The spotted male’s pace had slowed from terrified sprint to a limping trot as the steppingstones scraped his pads raw. 

    Maybe I deserve this...

    Flashfoot thought dismally, wincing as he stepped on the freezing stones.

    Flashfoot lifted his paw in preparation to make the next step, but instead of frigid rock it was...

    Grass...

    Flowers...

    Soil...

    Flashfoot looked up.

    Frostbitten grasses neatly edged the ports and wind whistled through the evergreens, howling eerily. 

    Flashfoot let out a sigh of relief, and collapsed against the ports with a pant. He spread his fingers, carefully examining the pinkish-red cracks that traced his palms.

    And then a horrible, ear-piercing shrill hit him.

    For a paralyzing moment, Flashfoot was frozen with fear. His skin felt hot-yet-cold at the same time, and his heart was was thundering so fast he thought it would burst out of his chest.

    But, the longer he listened, he realized that it didn’t quite sound like a hungry bearyena readying itself to tear him apart. It sounded like...crying...? A cub crying, to be more exact.

    Good. Flashfoot thought, relieved. It’s parents will come along and everything will be fine again.

    Flashfoot lifted his (now trembling) paw and resumed examining it. Still, there was something...off...about the wails. They sounded more like pleas for help then a fussy child.

    It’s none of your business anyway. Flashfoot thought firmly, ignoring the familiar twist of guilt in his belly.

    Still, something deep inside of his bones, made him rise to his paws. 

     Whatever attacked it will be nearby! What if it’s a predator trying to lure you in?! What if-

     Flashfoot’s mind shrilled so loudly that it felt like someone was yelling it right in his ear. But even if his legs felt like they were going to give out beneath him, he still, quivering step by quivering step, made his way into the forest.

     Every muscle in Flashfoot’s body screamed for him to run away, but the progressively louder shrieks kept him on course. The sharp tang of nicheling blood hit his nose, and Flashfoot recoiled with such terror his bones might as well of jumped out of his skin and hid under the nearest boulder for the next month. 

    Flashfoot reached out a shaking paw to push away the next patch of grass and-

    Oh.

    The patch of grass lead into a small, snowcapped clearing. In the center of the clearing, a brown (or at least he seemed to brown, considering all the dry blood caked into his fur.) cub lay, sobbing softly. Vicious talon marks were slashed across his shoulders and one leg was bent at an odd angle. 

    How does one interact with children again? Particularly injured ones? 

    “Uh...what’s your name? Mine’s Flashfoot.”

    The cub let out a yelp of surprise before returning to his senses and whimpering: 

    “O-oak...”

    “Do you think I can carry you?”

    “T-o were?”

    The question hit like a bag of rocks. To be honest, Flashfoot didn’t exactly have a plan of what to do after he saved the cub. 

    “To the ports,” Flashfoot responded, hoping he sounded more confident then he was. “Do you think I can carry you?”

    “Maybe...” Oak murmured, attempting to stand. He looked steady at first, but then his twisted leg buckled beneath him and he yelped with pain.

    ”I guess we don’t have much of a choice.” Flashfoot said, dipping his head down to scoop up Oak. Oak yapped in his jaws for a bit, before settling down for the long trek back to the shore. 

     

     

     

     

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    The Ice Age

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     At first it was barely noticeable. Colder days, a chill wind. Nothing out of the ordinary.

    Then came the frost, and with it came famine. Most tribes survived, although it was becoming concerning.

    And then came the snow.

    And then came the blizzards. 

    And then came the whiteouts.

     And soon enough, entire tribes were dropping like flies.

     But even in the desolate wastelands it left behind, pockets of warmth still existed, just hot enough to cultivate life, even for a short while...

    Welcome to the Ice Age!

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    @polly

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