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)
Laria~
I stare in horror at the scene unfolding before me. I didn't drink the punch, so I can still move. Whatever the heck Brazen Goo is, I'm glad it's not inside me. I see somebody, Catastrophe, diving towards Finny and snatching the Power of Fin from around her neck. I feel my anger boiling, swelling, at the smug look on Jaaws and Catastrophe's face as the triumphantly brandish the necklace. The pressure grows inside me as I stare from behind a pillar.
Something inside me snaps and I do the stupidist thing possible.
I jump for the Power.
(July 25, 2016 - 10:42 am)
"OH NO YOU DONT" I yell at Catatrophe as I summon 6 bones to shoot. I fire but he dodges them all. Alright. Time for plan B. I use a special move- photokinesis to lift Catatrophe into the air and slowly taking the bag off the horse. I take the power of fin off him.
Good work, Laya.
Now what?
Give it back to Finny. After all, he's the rightful owner.
But I need more more power to free you.
Absorb some of the power than.
I quickly close my eyes and absorb 1/4 of the power. Than I throw it over to Finny. He catchs it in his fins and slips it over his neck."Run,Finny!" I yell as I summon 2 dragonskullblasters pointing in front of the staff.
"Do you want to meet your fate? hehehehe." I say slowly.
"No!" Says one of the chefs.
"FOX! WHATS IS THE MEANING OF THIS" Yells Catatrophe. Whoopes. I forgot he was still in midair. But a black pather jumps at me. I diddn't react fast enough but a spear blocks the panther (Jaaws is a panther right?)
Thanks Marrow
You're welcome.
I then feel a sickness. The power doesn't want to be in me. I realese the power and watch it go back. I realese The boy king and summon a cage of bones around the staff and those two. But I feel tired. Very tired. I use the last of my power to telport on the edge of the desret dome and collapse.
~This was a long one, I'm so sorry!
(July 25, 2016 - 12:20 pm)
Corrections: Jaaws is a Dragon. A GIANT black dragon. With shadow powers. Also, have you...umm...done some research on Catastrophe? He's kinda a dark evil mastermind that has been empowered by Jaaws. You can't really lift him in the air with Photokeneises or you'll be OP.....
Also, the Power's not very...um..well you can't exactly absorb it without um..being a creature that is related to it. Like a fish.....sorry....I hope this didn't sound rude.
(July 25, 2016 - 2:15 pm)
No, It's okay. I'm still sightly new.
(July 25, 2016 - 3:24 pm)
So what exactly did happen?
(July 25, 2016 - 5:30 pm)
hum...this is what i got from this:
first Catastrophe and Jaaws show up. Cotumes strangle Powers. The animals who drank the punch are uncontious or acting crazy (hint hint Eico). Catastrophe steals the Power. Windswift frees me, Cealani frees himself and grabbs Blazing Star, and how about Laya frees her but doesn't stop Catastrophe? How does that sound? Then Icy shoots a firework at the light and it goes dark and falls, making the building colapse from withen. I thinks thats all we got. Here i will add on.
The chains snap. Im free, but not fast enough. The light crashes to the floor, and the building starts colapsing around everyone. Kyndomers and sea creaturs alike start swimming out of the exits or the growing hole in the ceiling. Claaws looked around. The eel Eico was flexing for earlyer was cutting the coral keeping Eico down, Cealain was swimming for the surface, compleatly forgetting about the fox who was freeing the Power of Hoof gardain. Claaws caught Catastrophe slipping through the side door with Jaaws and the many sharks, and started swimming after him. Out if the corrner of her eye she saw Icy swim towards the boy they were talking to earlyer, take a peice of glass off his arm which was holding him down, and bring the uncontious boy to out tht top of the dome.
out of her other eye she saw a flutter of silver wings. She smiled at Windswift as they swam silently through the door. Catstrophe and Jaaws were in the middle of an argument, the Power between them. "I'll take that," Claaws growled, swipping Jaaws across the face and kicking the boy king in the stomich as she swam up from below them.
a split second as the fixed their eyes on her. Then compleat choas.
(July 25, 2016 - 8:13 pm)
My eyes whidend, Its as if disaster was chasing me! Animals were droping, left and Rigth, and I can hear them screeming, "ITS IN THE PUNCH! THE GEW IS IN THE PUNCH!" but tha cant be right, I drank the punch, but, no. they did finish the wepon, just difrently... And Im imune, becose part of it, is.. Me.
less than half of the people, at the ball, were gone, there was a giant whole out the side of the glass dome, from the dramatic Ecset, and the rest of the people, looked drained, tired, and, Green. as if the coustumes made by the pore disightners, were just a trick by the young prince. lucky for me, I didnt get my clothes from the disighners, the kind otter helped me.
I rushed araund the room, surching for Finny, well, more like frantikly flailed my arms and legs in a panicked swiming motion, then sumthing caut my eye. Yelowish green fog was imiting from the dark figure of... "FINNY!" I shouted, and flaped twords the yellow cloud.
wen he riped of the tight power, he had cut Finnys skin with the fine golden thread. and the cut was bad. 7 stiches, or more, or less, it was hard to tell. "Did you drink the punch?" I asked, "YES! I DRANK THE REST OF IT BECOSE IT LOOKED SOOO GOOD! IM SORRY, DID YOU NOT GET ENY? IF I HAD KNOWN THAT I WOOD HAVE SAVED SOME FOR YOU! MABY I CAN ASK THE CHEFF TO MAKE MORE? THAT WOOD BE NICE! THEN ENYONE WHO WAS LATE CAN HAVE SOME! THAT WAS REALY..." he realy dose talk intil he dropes, I think as his raised head drifted doun to the flore.
(July 25, 2016 - 8:18 pm)
In all the chaos, Caelani got distracted and loosened his grip. That one slip was all I needed and with a massive kick, I freed myself. I galloped as if a thousand forest demons were after me toward the exit, checking my neck to make sure the Power of Hoof was still there. The small drum bounced at my chest, silver designs glinting.
I calmed down with a sigh. Right now was the Power of Fin. My time--our time--would come soon. But not today.
(July 25, 2016 - 9:47 pm)
In all the chaos, Caelani got distracted and loosened his grip. That one slip was all I needed and with a massive kick, I freed myself. I galloped as if a thousand forest demons were after me toward the exit, checking my neck to make sure the Power of Hoof was still there. The small drum bounced at my chest, silver designs glinting.
I calmed down with a sigh. Right now was the Power of Fin. My time--our time--would come soon. But not today.
(July 25, 2016 - 9:47 pm)
"WHATE!!!" I shouted. "THEY ONLY HAVE 4 MORE HOURS OF AIR! WE DONY KNOW WEN THEY"LL WAKE UP, THEYL DROWN!!!" I grabed a random body, and pushed it twords the giant whole in the dome. no time to go thru sicurity. then another and another, again and again, and slowly, the traped disighters, joined in. one after another, we lifter them out of the dome and to the surface.
(July 25, 2016 - 10:50 pm)
I grab a random person, and start lugging them out of the huge hole. Then I grab another, and another, my powerful legs beating the water and causing me to drift upwards. When I'm sure im not needed to help here, I dart off in the direction of Blazing Star. "Are you ok?" I ask. "Is the Power..." The beautiful mare nods. What am I doing? I have no idea how to act around a guardian. I just had this strange feeling, a pull almost, that made me want to make sure everything was ok with the Power if Hoof. Maybe it was just my guardian instincts. "I'm confused," I say to Blazing. (Scylla, is it ok if it call her Blazing for short, or would you rather me call her Blazing Star?) "did they take the Power of Fin? And who did it? Did anything happen to the sculpture of Finny?" For me, the whole thing was a blur. I'm not at all sure what's going on, and I need answers. I know I look dumb asking these obvious questions to a high Guardian, but I need to know.
~ Moonshadow
I hope I didn't control Blazing Star too much! ;-)
(July 26, 2016 - 9:16 am)
Her name is Blazing Star. If you've ever read warrior cats, think about it like this: Would you call Gray Wing Gray?
I'm probably going to have to accept that everyone wants to call her Blazing. *Sigh*
(July 26, 2016 - 12:10 pm)
No, I've never read Warriors, but I want to some day. If you would rather me call Blazing Star, Blazing Star, instead of Blazing, I would happily do so. Sometimes it's easier to type just a few less letters, but I'm willing to just type a full name instead if a nickname. I only asked you because I figured you would rather me call Blazing Star Blazing Star instead oif Blazing because of your earlier conversation with Lucy/Xiolong. I understand. I wouldn't much like it if someone called me Moon all the time, when my name is Moonshadow.
(July 27, 2016 - 8:08 am)
Thanks so much for understanding!
(July 27, 2016 - 9:29 pm)
"Stop nudging me..." I mumble.
"Well, you need more bandages," a familiar voice says.
"I-Icy?"
I open my eyes.
"Yes, Icy." Icy's a mess. The sleeves have been torn off, her tan skin is covered in blisters from the strong sun, and now she's covered in tomato soup. Wait. Not tomato soup. Blood. It's mine, though, I can taste the metallic taste in my mouth. I dunk my face into the ocean to wash off, feeling its cool water on my face. Wait. The ocean? Then I realize we're on a raft.
"Icy," I say, "exactly how long was I knocked out.....?"
"About two days," she replies.
Two days. Two whole days.
"Did you build this?"
"Not entirely. Now hold still, I'm trying to put a bandage on that wretched gash on your forehead. It still bleeds so much I have to change the bandage about every hour."
After she puts the bandage on, I stand up and take my torn tuxedo that I'm miraculously still wearing off and hand it to her. "Take it," I say. "It won't do if others need bandages and the only thing we have to use is your dress."
"But all you have on is your undershirt and your pants!" Icy protests.
"Take it," I insist.
"Fine," Icy says. "Do you think you could help the others?"
"The others?" Then I notice Claaws in the front of the raft, using her large wings like the paddles on a paddleboat, a girl (her name's Vivean, I think) steering us with a rudder made of a broken piece of wood, Windswift navigating, and Laria in the crow's nest made of bent iron, keeping lookout.
"We need someone in charge of making additions to the ship. We're trying to save as many surrivors as possible, and this isn't nearly big enough," Icy says.
So I set to work with my only materials being a ocean of debris.
(July 26, 2016 - 12:11 pm)