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)
My cabin is a mess of crumpled paper, worn-down pencils, and a medicine a BIG doctor gave me for my forehead. In the middle of it, I pace back and forth, trying to get my creative juices flowing.
The door opens, and Icy pops her head in.
"It's almost lunch. You want something?"
"No."
How's the speech-"
I snap.
"Will you be QUIET for once?"
"Fine!" She slams the door.
I groan and kick the wastebasket, sending more paper onto the floor. Who knew speechwriting was so hard?
(August 19, 2016 - 9:20 am)
I have built a giant army of mechanichal beasts so you better do as I say! bring me a pyro/auqa/terra/air/dark Dragon or I will unleash my army!
(August 19, 2016 - 9:25 am)
Thimble/Jaaws here! Long time no see. So, I need some help here: Jaaws wants to overtake Kyngdom now. (Since Claaws died, she needs a new mission. Being a sideaffected Power, she automatically needs a job.) I'm pretty sure Whist is still alive...Would Whist like to work with Jaaws against Catastrophe? If I'm not mistaken, Catastrophe is trying to become the king of Kyngdom again...right? Whist and Jaaws want to do the same(?) Whist could 'ally' herself with Catastrophe, but secretly work against him while Jaaws did other things, since Catastrophe doubtlessly hates Jaaws now and she can't really make him work with her again. (Just an idea.) Tell me if you have any more ideas!
(August 19, 2016 - 3:01 pm)
“Hi mom.” I moan as Corn face steps out of the door I had just passed. “ Hi. to you to! I wanted to see you Vivian.” I frowned and in the least annoyed tone I could muster, replied a short “What?” she shook her head, in dispise. “I just wanted to catch up with you is all, before lunch is brung to my cabin, would you like something?” I remembered my vow not to accept anything she offered. “No thanks.”
She opened the door and motioned for me to enter. The scenery changed at once. Inside, it was a lot homer than I expected, especially seeing as it was a room in a boat. Before me unfolded a room, with a large table, like the one in my first home, and a chandelier, that swung slowly side to side. The walls were a light grey and a door on the far right of the room, was painted a shiny red, like the wax on the letters. The floor was a polished dark wood with small carpets scattered underneath the various bookshelves and sitting places. The only thing that kept me from it looking exactly like my first living place, was it was all squeezed into one room, a large one at that. She plopped down on a fluffy couch made of a red velvety looking fabric, the same shade as the door. “Well, sit down! It's more comfortable than the rope than you've been sleeping on.” I looked around and sat slowly down on a large bean bag, which immediately engulfed me with soft fabric and the fluffy is that I recognised as duck down. “Soooo, um, you wanted to catch up?” I ask. “Yes! What have you been doing for the past” she flicks her fingers “8 years?” I frowned. “I think you know that. Well, at least up until a year ago.” she grined her sickening grin. “ Oh realy! And what were you doing exactly?” I opened my mouth, closed it, and opened it again, just to say, “I think we've been talking long enough.” I stood up just as the door swung open, revealing cooks carrying in platters of fancy foods, that I didn't even know the names of. I slipped out the door and back thru the hall, covered in the pictures of my relatives.
(August 19, 2016 - 7:56 pm)
Okay so sorry guys I haven't been posting!!!! Busy busy bee, am I. Dance started a week ago, and on top of that I now have rugby! (We got to learn to tackle today, so excited. Now my brother will FEAR ME!!!!! Mwa mwa mwa.) School starts on Monday so I will try to post as much as I can this weekend. If I drop from threads on Inkwell or just don't post that's probably the reason why. I just won't join anymore New ones.
Anyway, Thimble I have a brilliant idea: bear with me it's gonna be long:
So I think the Catastrophe on Claaws was a set up, and working together they planed for Claaws to go after Jaaws and there Whist (who had met up with them awhile ago, when maybe Caelani was released Jaaws was buddy that hole time trying to bring back Whist, because she needed help killing , well me and the others that were awakening.) Was waiting to help drive me down if Jaaws was looseing or evenly matched. And then Catatstrophe would leap away into the mist, somehow landing on someone's back or in talons. And now they are putting together and army, to take the crown of Kyndom again and rule freely.
Well that wasn't nearly as long as I thought it would be. Anyway, tell me your tweeks and twists and we can make the supervillons even eviler!!!!
Also just for the record the harp won, though I would expect it to be for a girl sea dragon....But you know whatever.....
ALSO GUYS WTK IS HAPPENING? WE NEED TO GET STUFF ORGAINIZED AND MAKE A PLOT FOR EVERYONE TO FOLLOW.
I'll leave that to your guys making, I gotta run......literally.
(August 19, 2016 - 10:44 pm)
Wellllllllllllllllllllll if no one is gonna post I may as well.......
Oh and also, I need suggestions for Claaws instrument!!!
~Claaws
Frozen. Unwanted. Defeated.
Everything was dark. She was surrounded by darkness. By herself.
She was alone.
Now she could plan her revenge.
It was Jaaws fault. Jaaws killed her. And Catastrophe was with her. And Whist.
Wait, didn't Catastrophe kill Whist?
Or were they working together the hole time?
How was Caelani? And Eico? Was Jaaws going to kill them next?
What about Ayearth? Where could he possibly be?
~Caelani
After being sent away, Caelani circled over the bout, looking for Eico.
The battle between animals and humans didn't last long, after one boy made peace. Now it was dark, the animals were all safely bellow decks, and Caelani landed softly on the wooden deck. He walked silently to Eico, who was stargazing by the railing.
"I wonder what Claaws is planing. If she wishes to kill the humans again. I wonder how long we have. Or how long Ayearth has before they find a way to kill us. Perminatly."
Caelani Sat down next to him, curling his tail over his talons. "Lets hope we find him first. And find Claaws before she does anything stupid."
Eico looked down into the sea, then turned to Caealni. "We won't be finding Claaws anytime soon. She's gone. Maybe for good."
Caealani looked at him, his feathers rising. "Why? What did you do?"
"I tried to save her. The instrument. But I couldn't. She fell, deep down into the sea. Farther then anyone can reach. I've seen the futer. The ones that Claaws is in......She dies for good. And no coming back."
Caealni felt his eyes well. He looked into the water. "Maybe it's for the best."
(August 21, 2016 - 4:53 pm)
AHHHHHHHHHH! I've been out of town. I have no idea what's going on. I don't even know where I am. We're at peace with B.I.G.??? NO! I won't do that. Can some one please sum up what has happened? The last thing I know happened what that Catastrophe landed on the ship. Thank you!
(August 21, 2016 - 8:39 pm)
After Catastrophe landed on our small raft, Claaws went and had a huge cinematic fight with Jaaws and died, leaving us no way to get home because she was our paddles. After I had a semi-romantic moment with Icy, we discovered a BIG ship. Then we realized if we stayed on the ship, we would be crushed. After Icy saves all our hides, we discover Miss Hornshaw, who doesn't wants to put us in cages. There is a scuffle, and I knock Hornshaw out with the butt of a dagger when she accidentally tries to kill the Gryphon. I free some people and Miss Hornshaw wakes back up. She tells me to write a speech because we are now at war with Catastrophe. I just had a two-sentence row with Icy, and I can't think of anything to write for my speech.
By the way, if you don't want to make peace with BIG, fine. But you are almost certain to die soon if that's your choice.
(August 22, 2016 - 10:45 am)
So would I most likely be on the B.I.G. ship? And you've never seen me fight, have you?
Zoth says yrpi. Zoth, I doubt Ronan is pi. Last time, Zoth said piky. It's not picky to want to know what's going on. Right guys, I wasn't being picky?
(August 22, 2016 - 3:51 pm)
Well if you want a plot: what about the ship somehow gets lost in this weird mist and crashes onto this island. Everyone is super confused and think it's the end of the world. Cornelia Hornshaw and most of her crew dissapear with Ronan maybe? And the animals are stuck on the island. But then when we're just getting sorted out, Finny appears again.
How do you like it? It's just a quick idea I had, so please tell me what you think
(August 22, 2016 - 10:50 am)
Arra, we spent forever writing a plot line. It's fine and we don't want to (well at least I don't, I dunno about the other people) change it so extremely drastically. We're on a B.I.G boat...
(August 22, 2016 - 2:28 pm)
I am so sorry! I did not know there was a plot line. But are we just going to float around on the ship? Never mind, I'm not asking any more questions. I am way too curious. So I'm just gonna let the story go on, but it would be pretty nice if we knew what's going to happen. Is Catastrophe going to show up again at all? Sorry! I can't believe I already broke my promise.
(August 26, 2016 - 5:28 pm)
~Icicle 'Icy' Soul
Ugh. The nerve. I mean, I remember that shy, stuttering girl I used to be. Now I'm talking too much. What was he doing? Ugh! Just...ugh. I quietly dangle my feet over the deck, staring at the water. I don't get water. It's mysterious, and it kinda reminds me of my past. I used to never see it in the forest. I just like to look at it and think about..well. Past. I don't really understand it. I mean, it's just strange. Past is the only reason that future doesn't work out. Hmm...
For a while I just think. I just let my mind drift around, like the boat. I think about Ronan, Eli, Claaws dying, me and Anwen, Ecio, and Caelani. And what am I going to do? I feel like I've failed. I can't get Claaws' instrument back, and until Claaws is back, Kyngdom can't be saved. Unless...my hand goes to the three Spyro Stones in my pocket. No. Claaws probably sunk too deep. But then...Ayearth. Ayearth could find Claaws...so I'm going to have to put Ayearth first.
I just let my eyes fix on a bottle bobbing on the waves for a while. And then I realise that there's a note in a bottle bobbing on the waves.
I grab a net from the deck. I can climb anything. And I'm light. So I tie a lasso from the ball to a section of the net and tie the rope to the railing. And then I just need to strap on my climbing claws--these weird attachments that were imported from Sailhaven by Artemis. Euh. At least I don't have to wear shoes.
So I scamper down the net, pop a cherry-flavored spyro stone in my mouth, jump into the water, grab the bottle in one hand and the net in the other--and realise that it's very hard to climb one-handed. Even with climbing claws. And the wind is picking up. Storms are brewing. My climbing claws are metal. They're getting slippery. I sigh and use my actual hand. Stupid unreliable Sailhaven tech.
And then I see shards of paper fall from the deck and into the water, and then Ronan's head pops up from the railing. He gasps and pulls the rope in. Me, completely wet, and soaking, collapsed on the deck, can think of only one thing to say.
"Thanks." Then I turn on my heel and leave.
(August 22, 2016 - 7:58 pm)
Icy, did you just have a birthday? Your age says 12 now.
I'm still not sure what's going on, but I'm still going to try. If I mess up, some one tell me.
-Trixie
I'm sitting on the deck of the ship. "Prof" Hornshaw walks by.
"Hi Trixie." She says.
I ignore her. I know, I know, forgive and forget, but no. Not doing it. She keeps on walking, looking slightly hurt.
Ronan walks by, muttering over a piece of paper. I am so glad I don't have to write a speech.
-End rp. I sorry it's so short. I have to get off the computer.
(August 23, 2016 - 11:09 am)
That's the greatest idea ever, Claaws! (I'll post as soon as I can. 've been really busy these days, too--more busy than usual.)
(August 23, 2016 - 12:52 pm)