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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2016 10:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2016 6:31 pm
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Everyone who was anyone knew about the Spaceship crash in Four Fronds. It was recent history, not to mention a huge disaster in one of Alternia's prized locales. Most trolls had been swayed away from the inner swamps outside of the woods due to the rebel incident, and the hunting grounds were dangerous for other (obvious reasons). It was a perfect time to hunt for relics of the past - trinkets from the crash, not to mention unearthed treasures that had surfaced due to the massive displacement of the spaceship crash. By their estimations, Reisio suggested that bones, architecture and other technologies from decades ago could have surfaced. Plus, scavenging the swamp was much more fun than poking around the recent tragedy that had swept their own home in Civisect. More swamp mummies, less red tape.
They plopped around in the muck. The troll was dressed in oversized waders, but it was clear that their tabard was still tucked inside. They looked around for Flatparent, stroking their ribbon-esque sides calmly. The two had wandered deep, deep into the swamps, but their confidence and curiosity would only falter if they spotted their twin showing any sign of exhaustion.
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Posted: Mon Dec 26, 2016 9:10 pm
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Two bluebloods. Twins, Sonnie noticed. Accompanied by their lusii, they were a threat that outnumbered Sonnie and his own lusus easily. He'd keep their distance from them, but was keen to observe. If they moved too deep into the swamp, he'd have to find some way to intervene. He hoped it wouldn't come to that.
The greenblood shifted on all fours in his ghillie suit, shuffling closer when the two disappeared from his line of vision. He could tell Kermie wasn't far behind from the soft, distinct squelch of mud following him whenever he moved. Even then, occasionally Sonnie would look back just to make sure.
In one such moment, Sonnie had his head turned as he felt a strange, rough texture on his palms. He gave a sharp gasp as he looked down at the offending object. Surfacing from the mud was a detached, decomposing hand. This made the young boy shriek, though he quickly noticed his mistake, and covered his mouth.
He held his ground, not moving. Hopefully the twins would look back and think nothing of it— that it was just the sound of some kind of swamp creature. Maybe they could think it was perfectly normal for bushes to shriek? Either way, Sonnie knew his best bet was to stay completely still, and not just because he was scared stiff and certainly couldn't run at this point.
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Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2017 6:39 pm
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Sonnie stared at the dirt, mortified. This was unrecoverable. If he stayed silent, he'd eventually be found, and what would he do then? Surrender to the queen's forces? Shrivel up and die? Both?
Meekly, he attempted a distraction. He had been practicing throwing his voice. Maybe, just maybe it would work. He put on an incredibly fake, nasal voice.
"No, I'm fine. Everything's fine! Enjoy your swampy romp!" He said, immediately grimacing. That didn't really work at all, did it?
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2017 8:54 am
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Reisio's tug would reveal the crying face of Sonnie, blushing bright green from forgetting to breathe. Sonnie stayed motionless, albeit quivering with fear. "D--D-D-Don't eat me, please!" he begged, tears running down his dirty face. He didn't want this trouble, he didn't want to be eaten! "I d-don't taste good, anyways! I p-promise!!" He added, hoping he could be more convincing.
Just then, Sonnie's lusus rushed in and lashed out with two long, sticky hands, slapping at both the offending child and the lusus. The contact would smart, but only leave a thin level of eroding sticky goo. A warning.
Seeing the chaos start to unravel, Sonnie stood with a start and ran towards the safety of his lusus. At Kermie's side, he stood his ground, but remained unaggressive. "I'm s-sorry!" Sonnie shouted from afar, "Th-that was m-mean! He just got s-scared!" Sonnie gulped. He was definitely scared, himself, but that went without saying.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2017 10:50 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2018 9:08 pm
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Oisier choked on their own gasp. There was certainly always the opportunity to find a body in a swamp, but an alive troll hadn't even been considered! The blubbering only continued to disorient Oisier. This wasn't part of their itinerary.
Neither was the globular lusus rushing out of the underbrush. Oisier shrieked audibly. What WAS that!? Reisio curled over in pain and fear. Oisier woke up from their stupor and whirled between their injured twin and the offending thing.
Oisier caught Reisio by the shoulders and wrapped them in their arms. It took a little maneuvering to properly glare in the direction of the enemy over the horns of someone their identical height. "How dare you! Identify yourself you- you scoundrel! Planariant!"
At the call of their child, Planariant joined Flatparent in flanking Sonnie and his lusus. There wasn't much for a lusus of their stature to do necessarily, but they were at their ward's beck and call. They fluttered as menacingly as they could against the viscous waters of the swamp.
Confident with their lusus's ability to handle the situation, Oisier turned their attention to Reisio. "Let me see." They pushed Reisio's face around to see the damage. A light, but cartoonishly-shaped burn mark had blossomed across Reisio's cheek. Had the injury occurred to anyone but their beloved twin, Oisier would have laughed. Instead they felt offended. The mark was more insulting than serious. That was awful in its own right.
"Hold still." They didn't need to give orders to Reisio of all people, but the illusion of control helped ease Oisier's nerves. They rubbed at the burn with their thumb as if dabbing away mud. The healed skin of Reisio's face was drawn over the injury, covering and lightening the mark. "That ought to do it until we can get home and acquire proper lotion." Oisier nodded.
"And you," Oisier wheeled in Sonnie's direction while maintaining their grip on their sibling. "What do you have to say for yourself and your... your beast of a lusus! Shameful!"
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2018 11:04 pm
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