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Kyngdom Thread.
~A frilled shark
Deep in an unknown world, something stirred.
Black against black in the darkness of the deepest depths of the sea.
It was so dark, not even one who could see in night would be able to see the instrument laying in the crevices of the mouth to a cave.
Yet a creature stirred.
This creature seemed to be blind, a haze of white covered their eyes. Yet as it swam closer, it could sense the power this instrument held. It could see a future where this instrument would hold the world in it's talons again.
It swam closer to the instrument. It's gills pulsed in and out, in and out, the strong sense of power growing closer at the second. The future of unlimited power flashed through it's mind, it's vision, and it knew that once it held the instrument in it's jaws, it's whole life would be impacted by it.
It would hold unlimited Power.
~A wolf
The time was near. We knew the time was coming. In our pack, we held a special power, in the form of an instrument.
The Guardian knew the time was coming, as she told. Soon the instrument would be played, in the lone voice of a wolf's howl, and a creature would emerge.
It was right. We knew now the creature inside was no evil. It was meant to fight the darkness that had overcome Kyndom, out forests, our lands.
It was time.
The Power of Howl must be released.
We must fight back to the darkness corrupting our world.
~Sylvia
In the forest, light streamed down into a valley, a small circular valley, peaceful with only crickets humming softly in the grass.
It was a hidden valley. No one of bad intents could get past the barrier of life and brair that protected the creature inside.
The creatures, actually.
Sylvia...and Sylvia's foal.
He had grown fast. Sylvia knew better then anyone else that horses weren't supposed to grow this fast. Yet here he was, Sylvia's foal, a little more then half the size of his mother.
But of course, her mother was not as big as she usually is, and a horn was missing from atop her head. Unlike her beautiful son, with a black horn that matched his hooves and reflected off his silver eyes.
He laughed and chased crickets in the sunbeams. Everything was beautiful. It was peaceful. The only thing Sylvia would ever care about was her son. The Powers didn't exist to her anymore. Her siblings were nothing in the light of a creature so pure.
He jumped into the air, snapping at a cricket, before falling down to his back, laughing. Sylvia smiled.
And then the brair surrounding the valley rustled, whispering slightly in the wind. Sylvia stood up, alarmed. So did her son, flicking his ears back at her. She neighed, stomping her hooves, and he looked back before coming to hide behind her flank, pawing the ground softly.
The whole barrier seemed to shake as a creature pulled itself through the end opposite her. It was a human. With icy-blond hair, strange blue eyes, like chips of ice, and striking white skin.
Sylvia blinked at her for a moment. This girl was all too familiar. "Celesti...?" She whispered in disbelief, taking a shaking step forward. "But...it can't be..."
The girl shook her head. "Sylvia, I am Icy. The descendant of the PowerFriend, your mother...Celesti. I've come to tell you that the Powers are in grave danger. You are in grave danger. They need you."
~Catastrophe
Live was boaring for a boy king. Well, an old boy king.
He was yet to become king of this time, but his council was working on it. They were talking it out. Which Catastrophe thought was stupid. Why couldn't they just take it over with violence? It was faster.
Though he remembered that wasn't how he first earned the rule of Kyndom. He remembered in order to rule, he had to gain the respect of the people.
The boy king sighed.
He reached up to where his bird, the magnificent creature who was drawn to Catastrophe and his power, his hunger for war, was perched. The bird was gazing out the window, as he often did.
"Hello, Enyo. Do you wish to fly today?" He called, brushing his fingers through the large bird's feathers.
The bird looked down at him with his usual 'I'm better then you' expression, before looking back up at the window. Catastrophe smiled, adjusting his position on his uncomfortable throne to look up at the bird. "That was a yes, I presume. No bird in it's right mind would surpass a chance to fly."
He stood up and offered his arm to the large bird, about the size of an overgrown hawk. The bird glanced at him, before stepping onto his arm. His surpiroty almost matched the way Catastrophe felt. Except, Catastrophe really was supiorer to everyone else. He was the only creature who had ever killed both a Sideaffected power and a Power. All of the Powers, actually.
And the only creature who would do it again. And destroy them for good.
He walked the bird to his balconey overlooking all of Kyndom. You could see the decoy forest, the towns around it, the main city of Kyndom, the ocean sparkling on the horizon, and even the Layberanth Tunnles far away.
His castle was hidden on a mountain streatching high over all of Kyndom. He was glad his sight was so keen, or else he wouldn't be able to see his land streaching all around him.
This castle was so well hidden or worshiped (whichever one was fine with him) that in the thousands of years that he had been gone, his castle had stayed up. Now his followers were replacing the old wood and stone, making it as perfect and stronge as it was a thousand years ago.
He opened the door and stepped up onto the balconey. He breathed in the air before lifting up his arm to release his bird.
It flew out into the air, the sun glimmering off of the firey red and yellow colors of the feathers. Of his bird.
His Song of War Bird.
~Whist
I slept in a cloud of mist. But my eyes were alert. Through them I watched Jaaws as a cricket, pirched silently in the cover of leaves. Our argument over the false Power of Howl was still fresh. Through another I watched my own back, so any surprise attacks wouldn't fase me. And through another, I watched the still forms of the Powers, controlled by both me and Jaaws.
I felt a shiver of joy at that. I controled the Powers now. Not Jaaws. Though if we hadn't worked together, neither would be able to control them. I guess that was the only good thing about working with a witch of a dragon.
And then, I saw I sight I haden't seen for a thousand years.
Through an owl watching the sky, I saw a bird the color of fire.
I sat up so suddenly I saw Jaaws head shoot up. "Enyo." I whispered out to the mist. "Enyo is back. Enyo has found us."
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Hello Kyndom! Write as any one or all of your charries here. This thread is for making connections with other charries and the rest of Kyndom.
Some quick questions...what is Sylvia's foal's name? I just guessed on what he looked like and acted like.
Also Moonshadow, I hope I got everything about your pack right.
I don't currently know where Catastrophe is, this just seemed the most likley.
This is ment to move the plot foward, I have every right to RP as everyone I just RPed as. Scylla, if you ever come back, I'm sorry if you didn't want that to happen, but it's been a few months of you not responding and the plot must move fowards!
submitted by , The Powers
(June 2, 2018 - 3:27 pm)
(June 2, 2018 - 3:27 pm)
Selena~
"Going once!"
This is going well. Too well, in fact.
"Going twice!"
I don't realize something's gone wrong until Darya approaches me stiffly and nudges my arm rather roughly.
"Sorry to bother you," she hisses, "while you're so concentrated on counting, but there's an argument going on to the right, and they have guns."
Someone else shouts out a counterbid.
I tear my eyes away from the crowd and see that she's right. Briefly I experience a flash of panic as I see the silver glint Darya is referencing, but before I can even reply to her, there's a blast that echoes over the din of the customers, and dust billows up into the sky. The market-goers seem to freeze.
Darya runs to grab the drum so fast that her hat falls off. "Protect the wares!" I shout, heart rate speeding up. Another blast echoes over the sudden panic, and the four of us who are on our booth's platform scramble to close up shop.
"This is probably a distraction to steal the drum!" Darya shouts, ever the pessimist. I retreat from the edge of the platform to the part that's covered in a roof, apart from the sudden chaos where I can hear her more clearly.
"Yes, could be, so don't take any chances," I utter. "Keep the drum safe--don't let it break." Darya clutches it tighter and nods.
"ARROYO! BRING THE CHEST OVER!" she hollers.
"Aye!" Arroyo replies, thundering to the other side of the booth.
"Captain, we're going to the back," Darya informs me.
"Great."
While they do that, I hurry out from under the canopy. Our booth's platform juts out like a peninsula, giving me a great view of the chaos. I need to see who's causing it all.
To the right I see a smaller booth filled with expensive artifacts. The screaming seems to be most focused around there...
Suddenly I hear another laser blast. This one comes with a plinking sound, as though it has richocheted.
My eyes focus and widen as I spot the ray of plasma shooting straight for my chest.
"Oh--!" I drop to the wooden floor as more shrieks arise. A whole slew of lasers follows the first, bouncing into our own audience.
I leap to my feet and finger my necklace, impressed at my agility. Leaning over the railing of our platform, I then shout to my crew, "RETREAT TO THE BACK OF THE BOOTH! AND DON'T GET SHOT!"
As soon as I've said that, a laser zaps Sam in the leg.
"We've got to get out of here," I mutter. I flee to the safety of the canopy once more, just as Arroyo plows through the curtain from the back of the booth. Her eyes are wide and fearful.
"Somebody took the Hoof," she squeaks.
"Who?!"
"A two-legged raccoon. She went that way." Arroyo points shakily through the wall and to the direction of the booth responsible for all this mess.
"Great."
I unsheathe my cutlass and stalk out through the back of the booth. Darya's not here--although an empty chest is--and I assume she's chasing the thief.
Funny how these things work out. I love a good fight, the adrenaline pumping through my veins, defying any odds that my curse throws at me. But I mean, why can't I ever get a day off?!
I loop around and slip through the alley between our booth and the offending booth. Taking a deep breath, I throw myself into the thinning crowd.
Kimi~
Oh my Claaws, that was so scary!!! I just ran up and snatched the drum right out of that pirate's hands! And ran away! And now she's chasing me with her sword...!!!
I scamper through the crowd and slide into the wide breadth surrounding Davina.
"Yes! Let's get out of here!" she exclaims as soon as she sees me. She turns to bolt, and I'm more than ready to follow, but we get about two feet before...
"Stop right there!"
The guards have been alerted.
"Hey Davina, I thought you ought to know that there's a pirate behind me," I pipe up with a nervous edge to my voice, glancing backwards.
"One pirate or five of Mer's soldiers," Davina blurts. We choose the pirate, and turn tail.
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(Except there are actually two pirates chasing them now.)
(November 16, 2018 - 10:20 am)
I was thinking, we should probably get the Elites here at some point. Trixie, Viola?, are you guys still around?
(November 16, 2018 - 11:42 am)
Ah, yeah! I mean, sort of... hey, weren't we working on that already? Like Norah would find out and tell them, and then we'd all go? We can skip the journey itself if you want, too.
(November 18, 2018 - 1:41 pm)
GAH! I'm so sorry!! I will post now!! And Moonlight will change a bit you'll see
~Moonlight
The screams began and so did the lasers. Man it was chaos.
"Over here!" Kimiko yells and we run into an alley to escape the crowd. Suddenly my friends are all looking at me.
"What?" I ask
"Um Moonlight look at your uh paws" Machali says.
"Why are you guys being we-" I begin "OH MY CLAAWS ARE MY PAWS HANDS?"
"Uh yea.." Pani says still looking at her dress.
Then there is a black light swirling around me. When it clears I feel... weird. My panther insticts begin to disapear.
"What. Just. Happened?" Whisper asks me.
"Um good question. I reply. Then I stand up. I look at myself and I have dark skin, short black hair, A violet charm necklace, black fingerless gloves, a silver cloack, silver headpiece, a black shirt, black pants, and black boots. "I just turned into a human?"
"Almost." Pani says
"What do you mean almost?" I reply
"Well your ears are still panther..."
"What does that mean?" Whisper asks.
I can feel a panther spirit inside of me roaring. "I think it means I'm a shape shifter."
"A shapeshifter? Now that we have to have." A voice says.
"Ron." Whisper mutters Not soon afterwards We are surrounded by guards and tangled in a net.
"Let us go!" I shout at this Ron guy
"Nu uh uh shapeshifter. I can Improve my buisness! My star attraction and a Shapeshifter!" I let out a growl and Ron looks toward me. "Kitty you will behave. I found a replacement for Amos who is much smarter! Meet John."
A tall beefy man steps forward. He cracks his knuckles and smiles evily. then I smell something I struggle to get out of the net. The gas knocks Machali out first, then Kimiko. Then Whisper, Then me.
Before I fall unconsious I whisper to Ron "You won't get away with this!"
He laughs. "I already have."
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If this is to much controlling or anything please let me know! I thought now was a good time to introduce Moonlight being a shapeshifter then Ron coming back and capturing us and then knocking us all out and such. So yea that's my spiel.
(November 16, 2018 - 11:38 pm)
Machali ~~
The first thing I notice before anything else when I wake up is that Kimiko is gone. Whisper, Moonlight and I lay on the floor of what seems to be a caravan. But Kimiko isn't there. I guess John and Ron decided she wasn't enough of a freak to be with us.
"Ow..." I mutter, attempting to stand. I still feel dizzy from the sleeping gas they used. Whisper attempts to stand as well, using her wings for balance. Moonlight is still unconscious.
Whisper looked around. "I'm going to kill both of them the next time I see them--Oh, wait! Where's Kimiko? And Pani?"
" I don't know, " I reply, "I guess she wasn't weird enough to be a sideshow attraction."
" we've got to get out of here, " Whisper siad. She tried to shapeshift, but couldn't. "It must be the chains attached to our feet. I can't change forms."
" maybe that's why Moonlight is still sleeping, " I suggest.
"Yeah. Maybe," whisper replied. There was a creak as the caravan began moving . It began to pick up speed.
"Whisper, so you know what Ron uses to guide his wagons?"
" Yeah. He uses pegasi. And only the fastest, " She replied. "We'll be long gone soon."
" oh dear, " I replied.
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(November 17, 2018 - 11:41 am)
~Moonlight
Slowly I wake up but I am really drowsy. I am in a cavern with Machali and Whisper. Kimiko is missing. So is Pani. I groan and slowly try to sit up. Being a human is very different than being a panther.
“Where are we?” I ask slowly coming to my senses.
” We could be anywhere really.” Whisper mutters “I will kill them!”
”what do you think they’ll do to us?” Machali asks
” they’ll be hard on me at least probably all of us will be tortured or endure some kind of pain. I fear they will make you shapeshift to prove you are one or something like that.” Whisper says to me “Machali they will probably put you on a tank of water and make all of us seem dangerous”
” I mean they arnt wrong” I mutter
the room thing that we are in suddenly stops.
“Oh no” Machali whispers “were here”
part of the wall falls away revealing Ron and John. I struggle with the chains and so do Machali and Whisper. Ron and John walk in and John grabs my and Whispers arms and puts some sort of chain on them. Ron grabs Machali and puts a chain on his arm too.
”Walk” John says gruffly.
We obey though I wish I hadn’t. There were so many creatures in cages or chained to poles and in tanks. Ron drags Machali toward the tanks. He tries to struggle out but Ron whispers something to him and he stops. All I heard was “Kimiko”. That does not sound good. John whisles and another man comes forward. The new man grabs my arm and drags me away from Whisper. We both struggle to try and break free but I still don’t know how to work as a human.
“Let. Us. Go.” Whisper yells at John.
He smirks and slaps her “Not likely” he says
We hold each others gaze until we turn a corner. Next thing I know my arms are chained behind me around a pole and my neck is chained to a pole. My feet are chained to the ground. I can’t even move.hopefully my friends have it better off
(November 17, 2018 - 3:56 pm)
Kimiko ~~
I rubbed my forehead and groaned. "Where am I?" I mumbled .
"Oh, finally, you're awake," A man says. I looked upwards to find that this wasn't Ron or anybody . No, this was another cyborg. His leg was metal.
"Where am I?" I repeated , louder.
"At Ron's Show of Amazing Wonders. He keeps us cyborgs here as servants."
" my friends...he must have taken them to use in his show. Who are ypu? " I asked, "My name is Kimiko Agate."
" Connor Oakleaf. "
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Machali~~
Ron dragged me towards a fancy tank filled with water, with a small bar of land. I struggled, but then he leaned close to my ear.
"Obey mw, or your Kimiko friend gets hurt," Ron growled. "And I won't show mercy."
I stopped struggling and let him pull me forwards. John pulled Whisper away, while another man pulled Moonlight away.
Ron attached a chain to my leg. The chain was long and connected to the bottom of the tank. Ron looked at my clothes. "We'll have to do something about that. You look far too fancy," He said . "But that can wait."
I attempted to tackle him, but he responded by touching a small black rod to my skin. I collapsed with a yelp. A burn mark was left behind. Ron smirked.
"Have fun, serpent boy," He said grinning , "Your first audience will be coming soon." With that , he pushed me into the water.
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(November 17, 2018 - 7:48 pm)
Davina~~
Kimi and I ran. The pirate charge towards us, and then I noticed another pirate behind the first one. "There's two pirates?!! Oh, you have to be kidding me," I muttered. I grabbed a surprised Kimi's hand and we ran down an alley , the two pirates following. I looked over my shoulder and fired at them, but I didn't check to see if I hit them or not. I kept running, Kimi getting pulled along behind me. She clutched the Power of Hoof close to her chest.
Kimi yelled into my ear, "This way! It leads out of the city!" She dragged me along , down a crowded path. A few guards noticed the pirates and also began chasing us.
"Oh Claaws," I said. I managed to get a perfect shot at one of the guards . I hit their leg and they instantly fell. Another guard bent down to assist them.
Kimi yelled at me again, " Davina! Quick, some carriages are leaving! Let's sneak on one! "
I didn't bother pointing out that she was the one leading me, not the other way around.
We lept onto a carriage that was beginning to lift into the air, guided by a large Thunderbird. Two large Thunderbirds, in fact. The carriage was about three feet in the air. The pirates got there before the guards. Both managed to board the carriage. "Get ready to fight!" I told Kimi . "I'm going to deal with the owner of this thing, you deal with the pirates!"
kimi looked surprised. "Um...okay!"
I ran to the front of the house-like moving vehicle. I held up my blaster.
"Okay, get down with your hands up."
instead, the owner stood up and lunged at me.
"I hate people," I muttered , before bashing my gun into the driver's head. I pushed him off the side of the carriage. He didn't die. The carriage was only about four feet off the ground. I grabbed the reins and yanked on them, hard. The Thunderbirds quickly went upwarsd. I leveled them out and let them fly straight, about ten feet off the ground. I ran back outside to help Kimi.
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(November 17, 2018 - 9:16 pm)
Well--if it's not a ball we're crashing, it's something else! XD I guess our charries are addicted to action.
Just a note, I wrote this like they were on the back porch.
Selena~
The lasers stop all of a sudden, ceasing as quickly as they had begun.
I pause in the lull and hear Darya's voice echo over the crowd. "SELENA! This way!"
I whirl to the right and see her pursuing the culprit--a two-legged raccoon--and another, taller human. With narrowed eyes I spy the Power of Hoof, clutched right between the raccoon's filthy little paws.
I dart towards them. Just as I do so, the thieves turn and run straight for Darya, but just as I believe she's going to get them, they're whipping down another alley, and we're following.
I catch up with Darya, not taking my eyes off our quarry. Suddenly Darya yells and I see the tall girl looking back with her blaster pointed in our direction.
Darya pushes out with her hand and shoves me into a wall just as the thief fires, and the laser flies off harmlessly down the center of the alley.
"Thanks," I mutter, regaining my balance to stay in pursuit.
We emerge from the alley shortly, and a group of guards comes to help the chase. Again, the tall girl fires, and this time she doesn't miss. Now, only two guards are involved.
"They're heading to the edge of the city!" I exclaim. "No, no, no!"
"The carriages!" Darya shouts.
We watch as the culprits spring up onto an alighting carriage drawn by two Thunderbirds. As soon as I spot them, a sharp pang of panic stabs my insides, and I sheathe my cutlass clumsily.
Darya's pace slows subtly. She, too--and in fact, she alone--shares my sentiments of these fierce avians. My ship may be named after Thunderbirds, but that doesn't erase the truth of what they did...and what they symbolize.
But I can't lose the Power of Hoof.
"Keep going," I order, and sprint for the carriage. Darya is surprised but obeys nonetheless.
We reach it and spring up, pulling ourselves onto the back porch of the house-like vehicle. The raccoon anthro stands in waiting at the top.
"Stay back!" she growls, laser gun in one hand and faux Power of Hoof in the other. Her eyes are wide.
"Just hand us the Power and we'll do that," I reply coolly, casually reaching to the holster on my belt. Next to my sword, I've got my very expensive lightning blaster which I bought from some sky pirates. "We don't want any trouble. Seems like a lot to risk your life for, anyway."
The anthro blinks. "Don't move," she orders calmly.
"I think it's in your best interest to return what you've stolen," I continue, pulling out the blaster.
"I think it's in your best interest to jump off now while you still can," the anthro shoots back fiercely, unintimidated.
My eyes stray over to the edge of the deck. Sure enough, we're climbing higher by the second. All the people and booths and carriages and wagons--all the things down below--are becoming a lot smaller than I normally like them to look.
I lunge forwards and aim to knock the laser blaster out of the anthro's hands. She ducks and the carriage rocks dangerously, creaking. This motion robs the raccoon's balance, and she falls to the deck.
I stomp the laser gun out of her hands and kick it over the edge. The anthro gets up to run, but Darya and I grab her and force her to the railing.
Unfortunately, her friend returns at that moment.
"Davina, catch!" the raccoon shouts, tossing the drum over our heads. Darya and I whip around to face Davina, who--to our dismay--still has firepower.
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Sorry, that ran a little long and didn't get much done. I think it would be good if Davina and Kimi could get away with the drum; what were your thoughts on that, Sybill?
(November 18, 2018 - 2:06 pm)
Whisper~
My cheek still burns from the slap. My eyes burn as well, but with pure hate. John, supposedly Amos's replacement, hefts me onto a platform. Ron follows him in with a hot iron. He swings it nonchalantly.
"You remember this, don't you?" He chuckles. "Yes, you do. Now on a different note, since I now have two shapeshifters, you, my darling, and the panther thing, I'm thinking I'll be more famous than before. Oh yes. Since you're the more powerful and dangerous shapeshifter-"
"HEY! Moonlight can and will hold her own!" I shout. Ron shrugs.
"You're still the stronger one and you know it. Anyway, as I was saying - Now that I have two shapeshifters, I'm thinking I'll hold tournaments. Battle tournaments. Basically dogfights, but more interesting." Ron perches his charming face on one fist. "Now here's the part where you come in. You, obviously, will be my main fighter. In your downtime, you will train the younger, weaker one. What did you call her? Moonlight? Hmmm. That won't do. I'm thinking of putting 'Stalker' on her posters. Thoughts? Oh do be quiet I don't care." Ron reaches down to my ankle bracelets and John grabs my arms. The ankle bracelets fall off at Ron's touch. "Now. I want you to change into a Panther that looks almost exactly like Stalker." I hesitate. Ron snaps, and a servant brings Moonlight, clawing and screaming panther-style into the room. Ron aims his iron at Moonlight, and the panther anthro stops struggling, fear showing plainly in her rich purple eyes. "Do it or Stalker gets branded on her pretty FACE." Without a second thought, black fur and catlike features replace my humanoid features. Before long, a positively pitch black winged panther stands in my place, held by the scruff of the neck. Ron turns to Moonlight. "Copy her wings."
"I - I don't know if I can do that." Moonlight stammers. The iron nears her face. "But I can try...!" Ron retracts the iron a bit. Moonlight shrinks back into a panther, and her back quivers. Soon, two slightly purple wings sprout from her back. Ron smiles.
"... Good."
~
(November 18, 2018 - 1:14 am)
Rose~
"Yeah, let's knock," Sybill says. "If it's the Animals, we should say we're with the Resistance. And if it's not the Animals, we'll say... we knocked on the wrong door."
I nod assent, double it with an "okay," and knock.
The door doesn't open. I stand perfectly still and try to listen. Unfortunately, something that sounds like a brawl is kicking up near the Power's stand. But soon, a slot in the door opens and light glints off of a pair of eyes inside.
"What do you want?" a hissing, accented voice asks.
"Hello. What persons or organization occupies this building?" I reply.
"Who's asking?" the voice snaps.
"Us," I say.
"I'm Sybill and she's Rose," Sybil adds.
"Affiliation?" the voice demands. Sybill and I exchange looks. Shrugs.
"None," I say.
The sound of gunfire and shouting increases. The eyes disappear from the slot, but it does not close. All is dark within.
Without warning, the door creaks open.
"Come in, then," the voice tells us, and I see a fanged mouth to go with the eyes. "And don't try anything. We're the Animals."
~Does this help?
(November 18, 2018 - 2:41 pm)
Oh, it seems I accidentally hit reply instead of add new comment on my other RP post. It's up above Viola?'s and Night's.
Ren~
My team and I arrived at the flea market in relative confidence. The atmosphere there was really cool, and there was so much to see! Vendors were everywhere, with so much cool stuff! I'd never even seen the ocean before now. It was huge, and so were the ships docked at port!
I was so excited to be on this mission, and I was confident that we'd gotten there before anything bad had been able to happen.
We asked around for the location of the Power of Hoof. The other animals told us we would find it at the center of the market, so that's where we headed. Our mission was to find the Power of Hoof, take it, and get it out of danger on the chance that it was the real deal.
But when we arrived at the place where it should've been, we only found chaos. Humans were running and screaming everywhere, and dust filled the air, stinging my nose. The stand where the Power had once been was empty, devoid of that 'impressive crowd of bidders' a seagull had told us about.
All four of us stopped in a quiet space next to a booth inhabited by two cloaked vendors.
"What's going on?" I wondered.
"Something nasty, no doubt," Atticus the dog replied. "Who do you think is responsible?"
"I don't know," I muttered. "Catastrophe? The Resistance? The revival of BIG?"
Atticus shook his head and scanned the crowd.
Leo, the wildcat, piped up. "I'm going to see if the Power's still around."
"I'll come too," Cassy, his sister, announced. They bounded off into the fray, leaving me and Atticus alone at the front of the booth.
I glance up at the counter, upon which sits two birds. One is a snow bunting, and the other is a blackbird.
"Excuse me!" I call, drawing their attention. "Do you have any idea what's happened?"
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Sybill, is this alright? I assumed they haven't left yet, but if they have, ignore that last part.
(November 18, 2018 - 3:38 pm)
Oh that's fine!!
Crystal~~
Delta and I turn to look at a youthful coyote.
"Excuse me!" She called, " Do you have any idea what's happened ? "
"Yeah. Two thieves --one was a tall human girl, the other a racoon anthro-- stole the Power and wrecked a bunch of stalls," I said . "My partner and I are trying to figure out why. We think that they could have possibly been undercover Catastrophe agents."
" Oh, " She said. "Do yoh know where they went?"
" They ran away from the city. Long gone by now, but no worries. The Power was being sold by pirates, so it was probably fake, " Delta explained.
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(November 18, 2018 - 5:54 pm)
Ren~
I pause and let the information sink in. "Oh. Fake. Good."
I'm slightly disappointed we didn't get to go on a heist, but oh well. It's safer this way.
Then my brow furrows. "Wait, did you say Catastrophe?! Is he here? And are you by any random chance with the Resistance?"
(November 18, 2018 - 7:53 pm)
Crystal~~
"Yes, we did say Catastrophe. And yep, we're witg the Resistance. This is General Crystal Permafrost and I'm Colonel Delta Darkfeather." Delta said.
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(November 18, 2018 - 8:06 pm)