Kyngdom Survival Guide
UNDERWATER BALL GOSSIP&
Chatterbox: KYNGDOM™ Power of Fin
UNDERWATER BALL GOSSIP&
UNDERWATER BALL GOSSIP
The sand is golden, the water is pleasantly bubbly, and everybody who’s anybody in Southeast Kyngdom is here. We’re your proud Sea Anemone hosts, Actiniaria and Hexacorallia, reporting LIVE from the most exclusive event of the year: the Enchantment Above the Sea ball, South Kyndom’s first-ever dry land-themed underwater ball. If you see us milling around, come say hi and give us the dish on all the watery gossip! You’ll recognize us by our wavy pink tentacles (quick shout-out to our sponsor, the Subaqueous Salon and Sea Spa).
Of course, in about twenty minutes, we expect the next Guardian of Fin to be announced, and believe us, the room is simply awash with anticipation. You can’t swing an underwater lasso without bumping into a group of whispering shellfish. But first, let’s turn our attention to the incredibly glamorous attendees and give you unlucky landlubbers listening to our broadcast a little taste of the P-A-R-T-Y.
Land ho, this place is sparkling. Each twenty-foot-tall underwater cactus is decked out in glimmering lights. The sand on the floor has been carefully blended with real gold flakes, creating a shimmering carpet underfoot. The punch is flowing, and graceful seahorses are passing out dry land-themed appetizers: miniature sea cucumber tacos, tiny teacups of coral chili, and nacho towers topped off with smoked seashells. We’re hoping to catch a glimpse of the celebrity chef that the organizers swam in for the occasion—he’s a clownfish who trained off the coast of France.
Most of the guests have adopted a look that we’d have to term “highbrow underwater cowboy.” We’re seeing a lot of denim gowns encrusted in barnacles and diamonds. Some of the wealthier guests are wearing silk bandanas and golden spurs. There’s even a cowboy hat or two—ooh, we’re seeing a scuffle unfold on the dance floor! There’s gold-tinted sand swirling through the water! Hold up one second, we’re getting the 411…apparently a Fangtooth Fish attempted to dance with a Vampire Squid, who turned out to be the date of a very muscular Frilled Shark. The sand just cleared, and neither Fish nor Shark is anywhere to be seen. Security here is no joke!
Naturally, the Powers are here in full force. They’re flexing their powerful…do dragons have muscles? They have to, right? They’re looking fabulous in formalwear specially designed by none other than the untouchable CERES AND COMPANY (we’ll hold for applause). And these drama-prone Kyngdomites even seem to be getting along, at least for now.
We’d be remiss not to mention the cornerstone of the décor: a giant ice sculpture in the middle of the dance floor, surrounded by tantalizing desserts (salt-water granitas, anyone?). The sculpture is carved into the shape of a massive and very realistic rodeo scene, but instead of a cowgirl, the artist depicted a breathtakingly accurate version of our very own Finny—the heir apparent to the Guardian of Fin. The little dolphin is portrayed so accurately that she looks practically real. In fact, if you glance at the sculpture at just the right moment, you can almost see her eyes move. Magical! At the base of the ice sculpture is a keypad that requires a code, but it’s unclear what it’s meant for. Does anyone have any information? Come find us and spill the deets—we’re all tentacles.
The dancing is being put on hold for a moment, because it’s time for one of the much-anticipated activities: some of the lucky guests are about to try their fins at roping sea cows. The massive creatures are being released from a series of gilded pens, while guests shriek and attempt to catch them with lassos made from kelp. This activity certainly fits the theme, but it’s looking like no one can manage to catch a sea cow. In fact, the cows appear to be taunting the guests. We can’t believe it—they’re lining up and dancing a can-can! Hold on, now they’re swimming over the heads of the guests and disappearing into the deep blue of the ocean. The organizers look irate.
Having just slipped over to try a bit of the punch, your faithful correspondents are happy to report that the punch is especially tasty this year. Jeweled Rockskipper!
There’s something a bit different about it…a certain fizz…a tang on the back of the tongue. Perhaps the celebrity chef is trying out a new seaweed-infused simple syrup? In the interest of full gossipy disclosure, we’ve been hearing rumors that the punch is spiked—but we’d have to try another cup in order to report back for sure.
Ooh, Imagine Sea Dragons is about to take the stage: their hair is gelled, their buttons are shelled, and they look ready to rock. Hope they play their hit single, Radioactive (Materials are Leaking Into the Ocean—Thanks a Lot, Humans). Looks like it’s time for these anemones to get their groove on—come find us at the dance floor and tells us what’s really going on at this party. The wilder the rumor, the more we want to hear it! Actiniaria and Hexacorallia out.
submitted by A & H, Desert Dome
(July 21, 2016 - 4:10 pm)
(July 21, 2016 - 4:10 pm)
To be honest I really don't know what's going on. Is it okay if we just start over? From like, where the BIG boat is found.
(August 13, 2016 - 8:39 pm)
well, the boat was found, and it churshed ower boat, then Corn face and anynomos showed up, with some porly trained gards, and there was a small fight, that was grandly exsagerated, then everyone got tired and fell asleep. ronan was convinced to make a speach by corn face and it turns out vivean is her dauter somehow, and ronan also went inside to sleep wile everyone sleped outside on the deak. note, Im going to not have vary much time to wright, so if you can use my caricter in your carictes story, that will be helpful, and I will continue that story wen I have more time to wright.
Pheonix, out!
(August 14, 2016 - 1:54 pm)
Twenty-four hours have passed and the votes are in! The winner of the poll and, in turn, the Power of Fin's instrument, is..... *drumroll*
The Ocean Harp!!
Rest your minds for the Ocean Harp has been selected by the people!
(August 13, 2016 - 9:18 pm)
Hold on a sec, who was that second vote on the first count up u did? *suspicious look*
(August 13, 2016 - 11:49 pm)
Sorry, I voted for Conch Shell anonymously. I didn't vote twice, if that's what you're asking. Should we rehold the poll but with rules?
(August 14, 2016 - 1:15 pm)
The sun inched its way onto the sky, and crepet thru my eyelids. I was laying on a pile of rope, with a dozen other animals. I had the choice of sleeping in a bed, in a room, away from the possible storm… The deal was tempting, but the one thing that kept me with the others, was the thriving hatred of my mother. I was determined to turn down anything that would just be handed to me on a silver platter, like all of the things were when I was younger, LITERALLY! I stood up, and looked around. It was early, too early for my animal companions to be awake after the long gurney, and the fight, that ended worse in my mind. Stepping carefully over the limp bodies. I strolled across the deck, despite the slight rocking, and into the two open doors that they… walked out of the night before. In the hallways, I felt two wet and dirty to be. There was white walls with delicate looking lamps on them, and a green designer carpet spread across the walnut colored wooden floor. On the ceiling, there were bent arches, as if they were holding up the weight of the long painting, the meril coating the smooth flat cycling. Every other lamp, on one side of the hall, there was a small port hole. The light that emanated from the rising sun, flooded across the small, thin hall, that I realised was slowly sloping downwards, into the ship. After two slow minutes, I came to level ground once more. There was a large room, with a white trim around the top of the walls. The green carpet ended in a curve, and there was nothing but the dark wood below me. Behind a dark wood desk, was a B.I.G. waxy symbol hanging on the wall, over a placard, saying, “Brazen cruises, always reliable, always exclusive.” on the desk, there was piles of paper, almost blocking the image from my view. The room was also deserted. Across from me, there was another ramp, probably leading back up to the deck. On the two sides of the desk, there were identical potted plants, that imitated a minty smell, and hallways that had small, walnut doors, with more dainty light fixtures on the side. Without thinking, I wondered down the one to my left, and almost immediately the scenery changed. The green carpet picked back up, but now with it, were the generic white walls, but hanging from them, instead of lamps, there were paintings and pictures taken over generations. As I walked down the hall, they seemed to be getting younger, and the appearance of pores increased. Then I came two a picture that looked familiar. It was at the end of the hall, which was a dead end, It was of a girl, a baby, and what seemed to be her mother. The baby, I knew. Because she was me. And the lady, was my mother. I spun around as I heard a
creak, and saw her standing right behind me. “Good morning dear, I knew you would come down here, you never did sleep the whole night.”
(August 14, 2016 - 2:13 pm)
Claaws, can it just be that the Ocean Harp is Ayearth's instrument?
I really don't want an argument about it.
Well, yes, I won't leave! =)
Oh yeah, and my opinion is we RESTART where uh, let's say, uh, when the B.I.G. boat has been found.... or maybe earlier, so then we can make it so (I hope) that Salaki is seen by the animals and is pulled on board? Hmmm.........................................................................
Just decide already.
It doesn't work like that!
So?
I need to wait for the others to reply!
Why?
It's common decency!!
Why should we be decent?
IT'S JUST ONE OF THOSE RULES OF LIFE LIKE GRAVITY, OKAY!
Why should we obey them? I break gravaty all the time. *Floats up into the ceiling*
I..... nevermind.
"apcw!" Apalling? What?
(August 14, 2016 - 2:15 pm)
Ya I think that would help. And let's make it 48 hours, so if someone isn't on one day they can vote the next.
Rules:
1. Cannot vote twice.
2. Must vote under a name so we know that you didn't vote twice.
We will start out like this.
Conch shell: one. (Claaws)
Ocean harp: one. (Scylla)
Glass harmonia: one. (Chinchilla) (I know for certain I absolutely did not spell that right.)
(August 14, 2016 - 3:00 pm)
what if you have multiple characters and want to keep it secret? If you only vote once for all ten of them, people will start being suspicious! stops typing for a minute and pets a cat, thinking before you post is a good habit... I probably shouldn't have said that....
and I think we should just keep going on the story, Kingdom has been confusing before, and worked thru it, its just this time it's on one of the main thread that everybody see's... that doesn't help....
(August 14, 2016 - 4:59 pm)
I vote Ocean Harp!
Chinchilly are you okay? You must be a little shook up...
(August 14, 2016 - 5:24 pm)
I vote... what... why are we voting again? what is this, the third time already? guys, were never going to finish this... EVER if we keep voting! this happens each time i suggest a vote to begin with! every other time we've tried this, it has been the harp, and the only people who are asking to try again, is the small amount of people who don't like the certain thing! if we have to do this one more time, only ONE more time, and we go with whichever got the most votes from all three times. which is the harp. soo can we please stop arguing about what it's going to be? and if you REALLY don't like it, and you become the garden, you can always bring more magic into the world and make it change shape, like water itself does anyway.
(August 14, 2016 - 10:03 pm)
I vote for the Ocean Harp.
(Also, Scylla did not vote twice. I was that second vote. Sorry!)
(August 15, 2016 - 9:38 am)
I voted for Conch Shell.
(August 15, 2016 - 4:00 pm)
~Icicle 'Icy' Soul
I refuse to sleep inside in my room while all of my friends are made to sleep on the deck! ...Okay, it's hard. But it's fine. Dad--or Anonymous--is inside. He hasn't spoken. "What in the world is going on?" I ask the nearest person to me. "Well, we're not going to the B.I.G lab. Apparently this is their mobile base." I sigh in relief. No more labs. Wait, this IS a lab.
(August 15, 2016 - 10:01 am)
~Icicle 'Icy' Soul
I refuse to sleep inside in my room while all of my friends are made to sleep on the deck! ...Okay, it's hard. But it's fine. Dad--or Anonymous--is inside. He hasn't spoken. "What in the world is going on?" I ask the nearest person to me. "Well, we're not going to the B.I.G lab. Apparently this is their mobile base." I sigh in relief. No more labs. Wait, this IS a lab.
(August 15, 2016 - 10:01 am)