Through the Living Wrath he/him Posted December 20, 2024 Posted December 20, 2024 1 hour ago, BlueWildRye said: "I definitely would win," the Greenspine affirmed, "But when you're a spore eater sea monster, you can afford to pass on some food if its being annoying." @The Stormfather The little girl looked down, pouting. Berin stirred. “Death?” He shook himself. “Woah. I was in a dark place there… why’d I have to wake up…”
Through the Living Hope Posted December 20, 2024 Posted December 20, 2024 4 hours ago, The Stormfather said: The wave stopped beneath them. They were hit with salty spray. The waters very slowly began to recede. 4 hours ago, Ookla the Deltahedron said: Murr walked over to a nearby tree and examined it apprehensively. His short stature would make this difficult.
The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns Posted December 20, 2024 Posted December 20, 2024 Just now, Spark of Hope said: The wave stopped beneath them. They were hit with salty spray. The waters very slowly began to recede. Murr flinched at the spray, then watched the water go down, occasionally glancing up at Maj. @The Stormfather
The Stormfather He/Him Posted December 20, 2024 Posted December 20, 2024 9 hours ago, Spark of Hope said: The wave stopped beneath them. They were hit with salty spray. The waters very slowly began to recede. Maj let out a heavy sigh of relief before pulling himself down from the tree. 9 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said: Murr flinched at the spray, then watched the water go down, occasionally glancing up at Maj. @The Stormfather "Murr, I-" What would Mark say? "Thanks for not, like, attacking me back there. I think I would've been dead without your help, what with Berin and the Greenspine." Definitely not what Adris would say. Maj's feet thumped down on the ground. He stretched, pulling his pack off of his shoulder. He felt... content. Somehow. After almost dying three times, he had been in a hours long state of pure panic, running off of adrenaline. Now, he probably had time to rest for a bit, and had access to a bit more food. Which he promptly ate. All of it. He was very hungry. Probably from running away from the Greenspine for that long.
BlueWildRye he/him Posted December 20, 2024 Posted December 20, 2024 1 hour ago, The Stormfather said: Maj let out a heavy sigh of relief before pulling himself down from the tree. "Murr, I-" What would Mark say? "Thanks for not, like, attacking me back there. I think I would've been dead without your help, what with Berin and the Greenspine." Definitely not what Adris would say. Maj's feet thumped down on the ground. He stretched, pulling his pack off of his shoulder. He felt... content. Somehow. After almost dying three times, he had been in a hours long state of pure panic, running off of adrenaline. Now, he probably had time to rest for a bit, and had access to a bit more food. Which he promptly ate. All of it. He was very hungry. Probably from running away from the Greenspine for that long. If Maj looks at the water, he might see a ridge of verdant spikes rising and falling. Moving ever closer to his position.
The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns Posted December 20, 2024 Posted December 20, 2024 3 hours ago, The Stormfather said: Maj let out a heavy sigh of relief before pulling himself down from the tree. "Murr, I-" What would Mark say? "Thanks for not, like, attacking me back there. I think I would've been dead without your help, what with Berin and the Greenspine." Definitely not what Adris would say. Maj's feet thumped down on the ground. He stretched, pulling his pack off of his shoulder. He felt... content. Somehow. After almost dying three times, he had been in a hours long state of pure panic, running off of adrenaline. Now, he probably had time to rest for a bit, and had access to a bit more food. Which he promptly ate. All of it. He was very hungry. Probably from running away from the Greenspine for that long. Murr kept his focus on Mak once he was down from the tree. "I... You're welcome?" It's not like I had much choice, you have a machete and I have no weapon at all. 1 hour ago, BlueWildRye said: If Maj looks at the water, he might see a ridge of verdant spikes rising and falling. Moving ever closer to his position. One of Murr's new birds, the one which improved his physical perception, sent a warning in his mind. He glanced back to look at the spikes in the water, which he had seen before but not been able to register on his own. He moved further inland on the patch of land they had remaining. "Maj. In the water."
Through the Living Wrath he/him Posted December 20, 2024 Posted December 20, 2024 5 hours ago, BlueWildRye said: If Maj looks at the water, he might see a ridge of verdant spikes rising and falling. Moving ever closer to his position. Berin and his sister were chanting in unison. ”Death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, …”
BlueWildRye he/him Posted December 20, 2024 Posted December 20, 2024 1 hour ago, SpiritOfWrath said: Berin and his sister were chanting in unison. ”Death, death, death, death, death, death, death, death, …” "That's one thing we can agree upon."
Through the Living Wrath he/him Posted December 20, 2024 Posted December 20, 2024 1 hour ago, BlueWildRye said: "That's one thing we can agree upon." “Yep yep Yeppity yep yep!”
Mags she/they Posted December 22, 2024 Posted December 22, 2024 On 12/19/2024 at 10:20 AM, Magi said: Sharlin reached in her bag and pulled out some of the rope that had been in the fishing supplies on the boat. She tied one end around the sturdiest branch she could find, and then dropped the rest of the length. "Try that!" @Ookla de los cuervos @Lord Spirit On 12/19/2024 at 8:16 PM, Spark of Hope said: The wave stopped beneath them. They were hit with salty spray. The waters very slowly began to recede. Quote has it has it hit Sharlin and co yet?
Through the Living Hope Posted December 22, 2024 Posted December 22, 2024 1 minute ago, Magi said: @Ookla de los cuervos @Lord Spirit Quote Uh… Ye. But I’m about to shower so you can write it if you want
Mags she/they Posted December 22, 2024 Posted December 22, 2024 (edited) 3 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said: Quote could we wait till raven and spirit to reply . . . . or is it too late??? Edited December 22, 2024 by Magi
Through the Living Hope Posted December 22, 2024 Posted December 22, 2024 11 minutes ago, Magi said: Quote If they respond by Tuesday
Mags she/they Posted December 22, 2024 Posted December 22, 2024 1 minute ago, Spark of Hope said: Quote sounds good!
Lord Spirit he/him Posted December 23, 2024 Posted December 23, 2024 On 12/21/2024 at 11:34 PM, Magi said: @Ookla de los cuervos @Lord Spirit Winter pulls on the rope experimentally to check the knot, and then starts scaling the tree quickly.
The Stormfather He/Him Posted December 24, 2024 Posted December 24, 2024 On 12/20/2024 at 9:38 AM, BlueWildRye said: If Maj looks at the water, he might see a ridge of verdant spikes rising and falling. Moving ever closer to his position. “Oh, seriously? Again?” Maj throws up his arms. “Damn turtle won’t quit.” On 12/20/2024 at 11:16 AM, The Aspiring Archivist said: Murr kept his focus on Mak once he was down from the tree. "I... You're welcome?" It's not like I had much choice, you have a machete and I have no weapon at all. One of Murr's new birds, the one which improved his physical perception, sent a warning in his mind. He glanced back to look at the spikes in the water, which he had seen before but not been able to register on his own. He moved further inland on the patch of land they had remaining. "Maj. In the water." “Crud.” What would Mark do? What would Mark do? The simple thought repeated in his head as possibilities flitted through his mind like the butterflies he chased as a child. But none stayed. He couldn’t think of anything that his favourite Edgedancer could do in this scenario that didn’t involve Edgedancing and running away. ”I’m tired of running.” Maj snarled. “I’m tired of being a slave to these storming Gamemakers. I’m done being a puppet, a toy for them to play with.” He looked out towards where the Greenspine approached. “I’m tired of being prey.” He lifted his gaze upwards. “It’s high time I was the one who could win.” What would Mark do? What would Mark do? What would Mark do? Run. Die. What would Maj do? Different from Mark? Fight, inevitably die. Run, inevitably die. Hide, inevitably die. Die. What could Mark do in this situation? What could anyone? Run, die. Hide, die. ”What would Mar- What would Arc do?” Maj blinked. Burn the forest. Mutually assured destruction. Blackmail the Gamemakers. Die. Die. Die. Sacrifice someone else…. To save yourself. Maj turned to look at Murr, a stupid, horrible plan that hurt him to even think of, forming in his head. “You have a bunch of Aviar, right? Well, there’s something I heard. Something…. A rumour. That when you could combine the powers of certain Aviar…. It could do what happens with Compounding metals. An explosion of power. And the way…” Maj paused. “The way to activate it was to take in another source of investiture, because the birds don’t have enough to do it alone. But another thing I heard about this… It lets you steal investiture to do that. So Murr, you could… you could steal that things Investiture, and fight it! You could destroy it, and rid this arena of that abomination?”
The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns Posted December 24, 2024 Posted December 24, 2024 15 minutes ago, The Stormfather said: “Oh, seriously? Again?” Maj throws up his arms. “Damn turtle won’t quit.” “Crud.” What would Mark do? What would Mark do? The simple thought repeated in his head as possibilities flitted through his mind like the butterflies he chased as a child. But none stayed. He couldn’t think of anything that his favourite Edgedancer could do in this scenario that didn’t involve Edgedancing and running away. ”I’m tired of running.” Maj snarled. “I’m tired of being a slave to these storming Gamemakers. I’m done being a puppet, a toy for them to play with.” He looked out towards where the Greenspine approached. “I’m tired of being prey.” He lifted his gaze upwards. “It’s high time I was the one who could win.” What would Mark do? What would Mark do? What would Mark do? Run. Die. What would Maj do? Different from Mark? Fight, inevitably die. Run, inevitably die. Hide, inevitably die. Die. What could Mark do in this situation? What could anyone? Run, die. Hide, die. ”What would Mar- What would Arc do?” Maj blinked. Burn the forest. Mutually assured destruction. Blackmail the Gamemakers. Die. Die. Die. Sacrifice someone else…. To save yourself. Maj turned to look at Murr, a stupid, horrible plan that hurt him to even think of, forming in his head. “You have a bunch of Aviar, right? Well, there’s something I heard. Something…. A rumour. That when you could combine the powers of certain Aviar…. It could do what happens with Compounding metals. An explosion of power. And the way…” Maj paused. “The way to activate it was to take in another source of investiture, because the birds don’t have enough to do it alone. But another thing I heard about this… It lets you steal investiture to do that. So Murr, you could… you could steal that things Investiture, and fight it! You could destroy it, and rid this arena of that abomination?” "How are you suggesting I steel it's Investiture? None of my Aviar allow that."
BlueWildRye he/him Posted December 24, 2024 Posted December 24, 2024 1 hour ago, The Stormfather said: “Oh, seriously? Again?” Maj throws up his arms. “Damn turtle won’t quit.” “Crud.” What would Mark do? What would Mark do? The simple thought repeated in his head as possibilities flitted through his mind like the butterflies he chased as a child. But none stayed. He couldn’t think of anything that his favourite Edgedancer could do in this scenario that didn’t involve Edgedancing and running away. ”I’m tired of running.” Maj snarled. “I’m tired of being a slave to these storming Gamemakers. I’m done being a puppet, a toy for them to play with.” He looked out towards where the Greenspine approached. “I’m tired of being prey.” He lifted his gaze upwards. “It’s high time I was the one who could win.” What would Mark do? What would Mark do? What would Mark do? Run. Die. What would Maj do? Different from Mark? Fight, inevitably die. Run, inevitably die. Hide, inevitably die. Die. What could Mark do in this situation? What could anyone? Run, die. Hide, die. ”What would Mar- What would Arc do?” Maj blinked. Burn the forest. Mutually assured destruction. Blackmail the Gamemakers. Die. Die. Die. Sacrifice someone else…. To save yourself. Maj turned to look at Murr, a stupid, horrible plan that hurt him to even think of, forming in his head. “You have a bunch of Aviar, right? Well, there’s something I heard. Something…. A rumour. That when you could combine the powers of certain Aviar…. It could do what happens with Compounding metals. An explosion of power. And the way…” Maj paused. “The way to activate it was to take in another source of investiture, because the birds don’t have enough to do it alone. But another thing I heard about this… It lets you steal investiture to do that. So Murr, you could… you could steal that things Investiture, and fight it! You could destroy it, and rid this arena of that abomination?” Quote The Greenspine can steal Investiture due to its Larkin genetics, so be careful with your Aviar.
The Stormfather He/Him Posted December 24, 2024 Posted December 24, 2024 1 hour ago, The Aspiring Archivist said: "How are you suggesting I steel it's Investiture? None of my Aviar allow that." “Supposedly, the combination of Aviar lets you do it. A Command, maybe?” Maj glances towards the water nervously, and sweat trickles down his face.
The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns Posted December 25, 2024 Posted December 25, 2024 40 minutes ago, The Stormfather said: “Supposedly, the combination of Aviar lets you do it. A Command, maybe?” Maj glances towards the water nervously, and sweat trickles down his face. "I'm not willing to risk my life in the attempt."
The Stormfather He/Him Posted December 25, 2024 Posted December 25, 2024 57 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said: "I'm not willing to risk my life in the attempt." Damn it. ”Well we’re both dead either way.” Maj lifts his machete, mentally readying himself for another fight.
The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns Posted December 25, 2024 Posted December 25, 2024 10 minutes ago, The Stormfather said: Damn it. ”Well we’re both dead either way.” Maj lifts his machete, mentally readying himself for another fight. Murr immediately whistled at pointed at Maj. Get him out of that tree. He hoped El could pick up on what he wanted. She quickly flew at him, getting in his face to try and throw him off balance.
BlueWildRye he/him Posted December 25, 2024 Posted December 25, 2024 The Greenspine starts clawing at Maj's tree, roaring. @The Stormfather
The Stormfather He/Him Posted December 25, 2024 Posted December 25, 2024 (edited) 14 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said: Murr immediately whistled at pointed at Maj. Get him out of that tree. He hoped El could pick up on what he wanted. She quickly flew at him, getting in his face to try and throw him off balance. Maj leapt from the tree, landing heavily on his feet and rolling to the side to deflect some of the fall, though his knees burned from the impact. 12 hours ago, BlueWildRye said: The Greenspine starts clawing at Maj's tree, roaring. @The Stormfather Maj spins and throws his empty backpack at the Greenspine, hoping it might slow or distract the beast. Edited December 25, 2024 by The Stormfather
The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns Posted December 25, 2024 Posted December 25, 2024 13 hours ago, BlueWildRye said: The Greenspine starts clawing at Maj's tree, roaring. @The Stormfather 22 minutes ago, The Stormfather said: Maj leapt from the tree, landing heavily on his feet and rolling to the side to deflect some of the fall, though his knees burned from the impact. Maj spins and throws his empty backpack at the Greenspine, hoping it might slow or distract the beast. Murr hid as best he could on the small piece of land, hoping that the Greenspine would stay focused on Maj now that the other boy had left the tree.
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