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Post by Snappppppppppppp on Feb 25, 2017 21:00:53 GMT -5
( I didn't know what specific power to give him since he is a first generation. I guess his power is destroying energy much like black holes do? And just so I know, all of them can talk and interact like humans right? They will just interact differently of course)
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 25, 2017 21:02:37 GMT -5
(alright. Well I'll go ahead and add her then. Bakhola too, because she looks good. And I'll add Eloah once I get a confirmation on his power.)
(Edit: Oops, didn't see that there was a second page already. Okay, yeah, destroying energy works. He could be sort of the inverse to Vuhasis in that regard, I guess. And yeah, they can all interact with sentience, and they all have an intrinsic understanding of their language.)
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Post by Snappppppppppppp on Feb 25, 2017 21:05:57 GMT -5
( OK! Can I just jump in anywhere?
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Feb 25, 2017 21:06:55 GMT -5
(Thanks much. sorry for all the trouble X3 I'll post my starter in just a moment.)
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 25, 2017 21:13:30 GMT -5
(It's fine lol. This is a very odd roleplay so it's expected that it sometimes requires extra explanation and adjustment. And yeah go ahead snowwee)
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Post by Snappppppppppppp on Feb 25, 2017 21:21:41 GMT -5
( okay! I thought this was a very interesting concept of a roleplay lol. And you can call me snow if it's easier.)
Eloah was focusing on the stone under his feet, curious. His being was currently a light grey since he was focused on nothing in particular and was testing what he could do. Little pebbles of varying shapes and sizes crumbled from the smooth stone and was pulled into his center, disappearing forever. It was odd to him, seeing the perfect stone his eldest brother creates being changed in a way that would never be the same.
The rocky hole he was creating was only staying about a foot wide but it was slowly getting deeper as each small pebble was pulled up and pulled into his center.
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Post by amberice on Feb 25, 2017 21:29:26 GMT -5
Bakhola stood on the stone, claws sinking into the ground with ease as the material yielded before her. The presence of light itself, warming the ground beneath her feet and glittering off of something in the distance, was strange enough. The existence of this place and of herself within it brought feelings unlike anything she'd ever felt. She tested a step, unsure of how deep this stone went. It felt like some strange illusion, this world, and she wanted to do nothing that might shatter it. Luckily, the stone held and she darted forwards, crossing the barren terrain like the wind.
It only took a few moments to reach her siblings and she looked up at them in surprise, tail flicking. Raising her head, she gave them a toothy smile, "Why, how big you've all gotten." It appeared they had all been busy and she took a few moments to recognize their work. They all fascinated her and she looked at each one in turn, examining them all carefully. Her siblings were so very smart and she couldn't help but wish to make something too. But nothing came to her and she bristled in frustration, feathers fluttering as she paced back and forth. She slammed a foot against the stone and it gave under the pressure, forming a small impression in the ground. Her irritation momentarily forgotten, she tried again, then again. Picking up speed as she began to understand how to move the earth, she had soon dug a small tunnel, leaving behind small bits of stone in her wake. The stone was comforting around her, the darkness and quiet offset by the pressure. It was a constant reminder of the presence of this place, so far removed from the anchor-less existence of before. She far preferred this.
Popping up between Tathu and Osarus, she stuck just her head out of the ground and tilted her head as she looked up at them before opening her mouth and dumping a pile of those small bits of stone on the ground, "Sand!" As soon as she named it, she began to rub her chin and neck on it, the sand rubbing pleasantly against her feathers.
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 25, 2017 21:43:48 GMT -5
(holy crap Bakhola is adorable)
Osarus smiled, glad his youngest sister seemed to be enjoying herself. He stretched one foot forward to feel the "sand," almost surprised at how it gave way despite almost looking like a whole when it was piled together. It was very unlike the cohesive solids that he and the others had created.
(sorry for the short reply I'm arguing with my friend over whether I can play a baby with knives in our apocalypse D&D game)
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Feb 25, 2017 21:49:35 GMT -5
Tathu reached down again, brushing her finger across the flattened iron in one moment and the small piles of sand in the next. Potential coursed through her mind, and she felt euphoria spread through her at the clearer visions of the future. Creation, all around her, the beautiful building of an empire.
"Our world is growing," Tathu said, one of her hands stilling resting on the flat ground, giving her a hunched look. "There is still much to be created, and much to do with these creations. But our journey has started!" Tathu smiled her hidden smile again, straitening so that she stood upright, yet still looking down at all the new things around her. "My siblings, we will build something great, I hope."
Tathu then looked up at their father above them, the source of the light by which they could see. He, as always, showed no obvious source for this light, and so she was really looking at nothing at all, but the thought behind why she was looking like this was clear to her. It was an invitation for the future of the world to continue on its path towards them. Then she took several steps away from their creations so that she was surrounded by the smooth stone once more. It was a much safer place to create without destroying her sibling's creations. Thus, she prepared herself to create again, though she was unsure what she would make next.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Feb 25, 2017 21:51:48 GMT -5
Valkoinen had so far established a shallow den of large stones in the base of a barren hill. She had very few items present in the den with her. A few stones of interesting color or pattern, and some that became a little reflective when she left them in the light. She knew her siblings had been busy collaborating with ideas of ways to expand their world, though she had yet to place much thought to it. Her current focus was of making this world a true home.
With a short stretch, she stood and moved carefully out of the den to avoid pushing any of the rocks out of place. She desired a way to make them remain in place, a way to force them together to be the same mass, but still with the opening for her to lay in. For now, she sought more stone. She would pack rocks upon each other and press them until the weight forced them together. Maybe stone wasn't the only thing she needed... Gathering precise stones to fill every crevice sounded tedious. There had to be a way to massively fill the gaps she didn't want.
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Post by Snappppppppppppp on Feb 25, 2017 21:51:57 GMT -5
( baby with a knife? Plausible lol)
Eloah came over to his siblings when he noticed something had been created. " Sand..." He mindlessly broke up the stone as he approached, leaving a small trail of pebbles scattered around a crack that went from the hole he created to where his siblings were standing. " Whats the use of it?" He asked.
Looking down at Bakhola he just stared for a moment before pulling some into his center. His hands brushed it as he passed. " I find it rather... Useless. It's much like the stones I made but a lot smaller. I'm going to call it gravel because of the noise it makes an it crunches together."
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 25, 2017 22:04:29 GMT -5
(Valkoinen there wouldn't be any bark or seeds or anything yet because they haven't yet created life. Sorry lol. And yeah, I am not, unfortunately, playing a baby with a knife. Apparently she wants this to be a "serious" game so instead I am a pizza delivery guy who's only friend is a plastic frog. So basically me irl except he actually has a job)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Feb 25, 2017 22:05:42 GMT -5
(Ah my bad. I was distracted by something, i can fix it up >^< I'll just take a little getting used to with this style of rp)
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Post by amberice on Feb 25, 2017 22:10:45 GMT -5
Bakhola tilted her head as she looked up at her sister. What she wouldn't give to be able to see the way that Tathu could. It would be so fascinating to watch everything unravel just as it had been foreseen. At least she and Osarus had been interested in was she had created.
Eloah, on the other hand, was being his typical rude self. Feathers bristling, she burst out of the ground to face him, baring her teeth in a display of anger, "It's not useless! It could do something someday, you don't know that it won't!" Pacing around her brother, she hissed in frustration. Her foot kicked one of the pebbles he had made, his so-called gravel and, in a fit of anger, she opened her mouth wide. There was a flash of bright red deep in her throat as she grabbed a mouthful of his gravel and swallowed it, glaring at him defiantly for a moment before feeling something new. It seemed like such a small change, but her form grew just a little larger, her feathers seemed just a little longer, and her claws sank into the stone just a little deeper. Her eyes widened as there was a moment of warmth and peace deep in her gut, which soon gave way to something else. It was this small seed of emptiness deep inside. She quietly called it hunger.
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Post by Snappppppppppppp on Feb 25, 2017 22:18:52 GMT -5
Eloah followed her movement, watching her throw her little temper tantrum before eating the gravel. His color got a bit darker as anger sparked within him. He didn't mind her eating his creation, at this point he knew gravel would be plentyful and he would ingest it himself a as time went on. He was getting angry just because she was. Having no feeling of hunger, it just fulfilled his curiosity for destruction and disappearance of things.
" Having a fit, sister? That won't do much you know. There is nothing to be upset over, I merely picked apart brothers world for us. No offense to him, it is a bit dull currently. The more scars and blemishes it has, the more interesting it becomes. But try to fill it with something useful, don't just crush up what he already created and call it something new." His tone was mainly serious with a tiny hunt of amusement. Being the youngest sibling, he thought he was the most rational.
( Baby with a knife would be least unsuspecting I would think lol
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Feb 25, 2017 22:35:54 GMT -5
"Eloah, there is difference in the size of things that at least makes them deserving of names. Or should we strip gravel of its name as well?" Tathu said, picking up a piece of the gravel that had been dropped. It was nothing more than a piece of their world, as the sand could arguably be, but she saw potential in it all.
"If you must belittle other's creations so, let us see you make something better. I have presented marble and obsidian, Osarus has given iron, and Vuhasis gemstone. Create something new to show us." Tathu challenged, trying to redirect him towards creation and away from his attempt towards destruction. She did not want to she destruction so soon. She would prefer that there was something more to build on. So far, destruction only lead to less potential, and therefore a power distressing power for her. She would not live with that if she did not have to.
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 25, 2017 22:44:24 GMT -5
Osarus nodded. "Yes, try to create something entirely new. You should too, Bakhola, though the sand and gravel are both very nice."
Vuhasis watched from the sidelines, wondering what they would come up with. A part of it wanted to fly back up into the void with its parents, but the other part didn't want to miss a thing. It wanted to know all that it could about the world that was being created.
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Post by Snappppppppppppp on Feb 25, 2017 22:45:55 GMT -5
Eloah didn't know much creation. Overall he just wasn't a creative being. " Um..." He was trying to think of something he could create to show his sister that he could do such a thing. He picked up a palm sized rock and a bigger rock, then smashed them together.
Expecting them to break into something, when it sparked he dropped them in shock. " Did you see that? What was that?" He asked, his voice even shocked at the idea of creating something. Picking up the same rocks he hit them together again, creating another spark. The third time it caused them to crumble. It was exciting but nothing was yet created to ignite fire, so it could not yet be created.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Feb 25, 2017 22:59:44 GMT -5
Valkoinen traveled for a fair distance across the empty ground, her eyes watching the flat terrain. Far off, her eyes caught the figures of a handful of her siblings collected together. What where they up to, she wondered. She considered whether or not it would be worth the walk to approach them... There was always the chance they had discovered something useful to her. Then again, there was also the chance that if they had, they would ask what she had made. Well, the answer to that was nothing so far, but she didn't feel like speaking such things out loud. Her curiosity was met with her desire for isolation, and she settled with a compromise. She could approach, but not engage in their conversation. Simply observing them seemed to be the best option at this time.
As she began to walk over toward her siblings, she noted the size of the stones as she passed them, and which ones would be useful for her to drag back to the den. Maybe she might not be able to move some of them such a distance on her own, but if her siblings didn't already know where she was settling in, she didn't plan to give her location away by asking for assistance.
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 25, 2017 23:01:21 GMT -5
Vuhasis shuffled its wings curiously. "What was that? A small flash of light from the stone? How odd."
Osarus nodded. "Odd indeed. Very interesting."
(sorry for the super short post o-o)
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Post by Snappppppppppppp on Feb 25, 2017 23:12:44 GMT -5
Eloah picked up more rocks, there had to be a way to create that again since he did it twice. Picking up rock after rock, he created either a small spark or destroyed the rocks. " If only there was a way to suspend it so we could observe it longer." He said, his voice more eager then it had ever been. Looking up at the approach of his other sister, he looked at her.
"Valkoinen, have you created anything of use?" He asked. There had to be a way to keep that spark together. " Did you see what I created?? If only it would last!" He wanted so badly to keep observing this spark!
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Post by amberice on Feb 25, 2017 23:16:40 GMT -5
Bakhola glared up at Osarus, insulted at the insinuation that her creation was not quite good enough. It may have been simple, but at least it was something new and different, not another rock that just was a different color. About to protest, her attention was grabbed by the flicker of light and she turned to face Eloah, eyes widening. As the second spark appeared, she dove forwards to try and catch it in her mouth, but it vanished just before she could close her jaws around it. She didn't even notice the approach of their sister, too busy darting back and forth trying to catch the sparks that fell from the stones. After one particularly close call, she turned to face the others again, though a strange sensation entered her nose. It was bitter and sharp and she hadn't realized that such a sensation even existed. Trying to find the source, she turned her head to see that one of the sparks had landed on her thin, downy feathers and a dark, curling streak was rising through the air. The small feather was blackened slightly and she reached out to touch it, though the blackened portions turned to dust at the touch of her claws. Bakhola looked back towards her brothers, then plucked the feather to show them, "I'm not sure I like this thing anymore."
(the cat on my keyboard is making typing difficult at the moment)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Feb 25, 2017 23:19:19 GMT -5
And there it was. She ignored the first part of his question, though a crease of irritation formed in her brow. The rest of what he said did pull her attention however. "I did not see. What was it?" She asked with a flick of her tail. She noted that there seemed to be strangely small stones at both his feet and beneath their smaller sister. She was immediately curious about these things, but she wished to keep herself focused for now. She would inquire of these things later, and if they were of use to her, she might have to go and create something herself to trade for them.
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Feb 25, 2017 23:20:35 GMT -5
"That light is certainly something new, brother. I would like to touch it and see what it may become for our world. May I?" Tathu said, looking closely at the shattered pieces of the rock. Would any random rock pieces do the same as they had one? Or was it something that Eloah had actually created? Had he caused a change that had allowed the light? The thought was rather intriguing, as he had shown no effort in changing the rock, as the rest of them had. She was excited to see what would become of the small light.
Tathu lowered herself to the ground, sitting rather awkwardly, as her legs bent strangely and were really to long for her to sit properly. She picked up several of the loose rocks in her hands, her strange fingers curling around the stones tightly so that they didn't slip from the weak grasp her fingers had. Then, she waited to see what Eloah would do next.
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Post by Snappppppppppppp on Feb 25, 2017 23:25:15 GMT -5
Eloah had to break into the earth to get more stones to cause the small flash of light. He picked them up and used from the group towards Valkoinen. Not getting to close, he stood facing her and hit them together. Again, the apartment came from between the two stones and disappeared after travelling only centimeters from the stones. " See?"
Turning back to his other siblings, his color a very pale grey at his excitement. " It reminds me of father, right? The light, I created sonething that is essentially father." Looking over at tathu, he nodded. " Yes. Try , I wish to see if others can do what I can." Part of him hoped he could only do it, the other wished to share this experience with his siblings.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Feb 25, 2017 23:29:04 GMT -5
Valkoinen frowned slightly, looking from the sparks to their smaller sister as she presented the darkened and crumpled feather that resulted from contact with the small lights. "Perhaps the small lights may look as our father does, but I have yet to see anything he touches fall away like this." She lowered herself slightly to get a better look at the damage done to their small sister. "Was there pain?" She asked. Maybe 'does that hurt' was more appropriate, but if the feather was falling to dust, surely it no longer felt, right?
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 25, 2017 23:32:25 GMT -5
Vuhasis's core swirled rather angrily, insulted at the idea that their father could simply be "created," and it began to unfurl its wings aggressively. Sensing his sibling's annoyance, Osarus cast it a warning glance with one face, while smiling at Eloah with another. Vuhasis ruffled its wings in irritation at Osarus's interference, but relented nonetheless and returned to its passive state with its wings tightly folded around its core.
"Yes, it is quite reminiscent," Osarus conceded to Eloah. "But, I suppose, in the end everything comes either from mother or father or both, and so it's not surprising that some things can be like them. Never quite as brilliant, though," he added somewhat wistfully with a look at the dual-colored sky. "But I agree, it would be interesting to see what the true nature of that small light is. It's too fleeting to have a good look at now."
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Post by amberice on Feb 25, 2017 23:40:42 GMT -5
Bakhola huffed, glaring at Eloah, "If you have created father with those stones, then I created mother underground when I dug through the stone and Father's light couldn't reach." Turning her back on her brother, she instead turned her attention to Valkoinen. With a flash of motion, she skittered up to her larger sister and leaped onto her back. She took a moment of scrabbling for purchase, but then she made her way further up and nestled between two of the black spikes that lined Valkoinen's mane, "There was no pain, only a smell and this little bit of darkness in the air, but it curled away and then it was gone."
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Post by Snappppppppppppp on Feb 25, 2017 23:41:24 GMT -5
Eloah nodded, dropping the rocks and looking at osarus now. " I wish I knew. It's only lasting a second before it's gone..." It fascinated him to see something disappear without disturbance from an outside force such as a sibling. " Maybe it's like father in the way it cannot be influenced. It's simply there." He stated as he thought of anyway to see the spark long enough to look at it and observe it fully.
Sensing Vahasis's hostility, he looked over at him. " What's your problem?" He asked. To him, mother and father were present but did nothing neither useful nor harmful so he thought nothing of comparing father to this tiny flash of light.
When he noticed Bakholas feather, he stared intently. " Give me one of your featgers. I have to see what will happen again. Of course I don't want to put another light on you but I want to see it so that to another feather."
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Post by LiliesoftheDawn on Feb 25, 2017 23:44:09 GMT -5
Tathu slammed the rocks in her hands together, creating the tiniest of sparks from one pair, and just smashing her fingers into each other every other time. Luckily, the small spark did fall upon her skin before it went out, and she say changes to everything before her eyes. Then, the changes were gone. "I have difficulty creating this spark of yours, Eloah. I will leave its creation to you. But you must continue to create and nurture it. It is so very important to the future." Tathu said, dropping the rocks from her hands and looking imploringly at Eloah. She could see how monumental these sparks would be to any creatures they one day created. Part of her was tempted to tell of the wonders these sparks would bring to their world, but she worried that her explanations would be misunderstood if she tried. So she kept her mouth shut on anything except that the spark would be something they would need. "We will need many other creations for this spark to stay with us, but if we wish to try, one day your spark will help to lead the world." Tathu said, looking rather longingly at the rocks that had created the spark. How she wanted the power and potential of those days to be realized now. But, she would have to wait.
Tathu was so distracted by these revelations, she did not even realize the arguments happening between her siblings. They seemed inconsequential compared to the future, something that would always haunt her actions.
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