Morgan could hardly stand to continue, but they had to do it, just had to, even if it ruined Morgan's soul to do it. The human would break his leg, and then give the command, and when he did it properly, which was every single time, Morgan gave him a treat. Morgan was sure he'd learned it, but they didn't want to EVER have to do this again with ANY creature EVER again. The human was practically hysterical as they continued, weeping openly, blubbering through the command by the end of it. Though Waar seemed more annoyed than anything else, he kept doing as he was asked, even though he didn't understand what was going on. After repeating this for a whole hour, Morgan collapsed on the ground a few feet away, curled up in the fetal position bawling. Waar looked concerned over at them, and then stepped over, tilting his head. What was wrong with the human NOW?!
Morgan was quiet for a while, but after a bit, they quietly sat up and then knew that they needed to move on to something else. Going back home today right now would be a waste, so they used their shirt to wipe their face a bit. They needed to gather up a bit to get much more calm, and they took a moment to try to get calmer. After a little while, they finally breathed out, shuddering, and then stood up. They had to work on something else, at least a couple of more things, to teach Waar that training was a varied thing, and that hopefully they wouldn't have to go back over that again. Morgan wasn't sure if they could do it again, but they had been through worse... The next thing they were going to work on was to work on another noise; this time the thunderous crack that sarane could use.
Morgan wasn't sure how to get Waar to do this, but they decided that they would get it figured out. They chose a command that was quite easy for it, a thunderous whistle. Waar was still looking at Morgan curiously, as if he didn't understand what the hubbub was about, but he didn't seem to hold any grudges at least. Morgan quickly used the thunderous whistle; and Waar immediately noticed that it was a new one, and he didn't know what to do with that one. Morgan used the acid gloves to hold a wing, and flapped it. Soon, they moved over to the other side of Waar and then grabbed this wing as well, flapping it. Morgan stood back, and then used the thunderous whistle again. At first, Waar did nothing. Whenever Morgan went to flap the wings again, Waar began flapping them himself, as if taking Morgan's going to do it again as the thing that he was supposed to do.
Morgan was pleased to see him flapping his wings, even though it wasn't making any kind of noise yet. "Good job, Waar." Morgan said, and then immediately a chicken leg was tossed to him. Morgan was pleased so far, but they were very, very far from done by any means. After being given his treat, Waar understood that he was probably doing what he was supposed to. Being the 0 or 100 percent kind of fellow that he was, he figured that this wing flapping should be done as hard as possible, and he would probably get even more treats, right? Morgan called out the command again the same one, and Waar immediately flapped his wings twice, super hard, enough to make whistling noises at the edges. Not exactly what Morgan was looking for, but Morgan was pleased with it anyway, tossing him a single piece of chicken for his trouble.
Morgan was still feeling shaky from having to break Waar's bones so many more times, so they felt like their head was reeling as they continued working with Waar on the flapping thing, eventually the creature would hopefully make the same flapping thunderous noise as his ancestors. Morgan waited for a while, continuing to give the command and then see the flapping, and was barely giving Waar any pittance at this point, only chicken wings so small that he couldn't taste them. Waar was getting mad, and Morgan could tell. Finally, Morgan gave the command again, and Waar snapped his wings open super quickly, flapping them down with such force and power that it created a thundrous, ear-splitting CRACK! Morgan nearly shook when it felt like the thunderclap went through them. Perhaps it had been the anger, or maybe he'd finally figured out how to really show off his electrical nature, but Waar had done it!
Morgan had brought quite a bit of meat for him in a huge trash bag, since he was such a large creature. Morgan pulled out an entire broiler chicken corpse to toss to him. Waar could definitely tell the difference between the piddly little parts he had been thrown, and this big chicken. He'd done properly! Whenever that noise was made, he was to make this one in return! He was slowly learning how training worked, and he'd always been pretty clever. Morgan was beginning to feel, with the bone shift incident, like he wasn't as smart as he used to be back before he had been, uh, brought back, but Morgan saw glimmers like this where he seemed quite clever. Morgan didn't know what to think. "Good boyo, Waar, very good boyo." Perhaps... Perhaps Morgan would have to enact that plan sooner rather than later? For now, they needed to repeat this about a bajillion times.
Morgan continued on with him, now that he was doing it perfectly, this time giving him a young, pre-adult chicken carcass each time that he performed it properly. Soon, Morgan was peppering it in with other commands that they had worked on previously. Morgan wanted to do a refresher to make sure that all of the other commands had been remembered soon. This practically threw them down a never-ending pit; since Morgan did notice that Waar was starting to let even some of the ones that Morgan had been sure about slip. The human was going to have to do something about this, for sure. The pair continued working on every single command that they had done before save for the boneshifting one, and then worked the one for the thundering noise in there too. They continued for an hour working on all of them, until Morgan was pretty sure that he had learned at least the thundering one.
Morgan wanted to teach at least one other thing before leaving today, and was thankfully feeling much less shaky now. Still a bit odd, but not near as shaky as they had been before. "Alright Waar, let's work on the last thing. The good thing, is that this is a body thing and not something for you to remember the command for..." Morgan felt kind of bad. This was all their fault, always all their fault. It was their fault that he was like this... Their fault, their fault. Morgan forced theirself out of the thought. All they would need to do was to get him to dash, which was at least something that he had remembered, repeatedly. Even past him being tired. That was the main issue, anyway. Morgan brought the whistle to their lips and blew on it carefully, giving the command for Waar to dash down the hillock they stood on.
The endurance training was perhaps one of the easiest things to work on with a creature. It was literally all just running until the creature finally got used to running, running, running forever. For creatures like Waar, it would be difficult because he was really lacking in the agility department. Morgan was really expecting him to fall over a bunch of times, but that was part of it. As soon as the command was given, Waar ran down the hillock as fast as he could, the dash command making him weave a little as he went down. He wasn't nearly as agile as literally any other creature that Morgan owned, and it made Morgan wince. As soon as he started to stop, Morgan gave the command for him to dash again, confusing him a bit. Morgan watched as he kinda stumbled and then continued on as speedily as possible. Morgan watched him the whole time.
As soon as the drake began to stop again, Morgan was upon the command again, whistling. Waar stumbled again and continued, speedily, well, speedily for him anyway, moving away. Morgan called him to come back their direction, and he slowed up a bit as he turned back around to come towards Morgan. Morgan didn't allow him to slow down for too long before they whistled for the dash movement again. Waar affixed Morgan with a glare, but did as was asked, having quite a bit of difficulty. As soon as he could, he meandered up the hill a bit slower than his top speed, and Morgan frowned. He was huffing and puffing, despite being quite undead, and Morgan wasn't sure how to take that. "Good job boyo." Morgan gave him a treat for his trouble, but they had just barely been able to get started. Morgan decided to let him lay down for a while.
And lay down Waar did. When Morgan gave him the command to do so, Waar did it without any amount of grouching, and Morgan was glad. Goodness, the poor critter was tired. Morgan frowned, watching him carefully. They'd need to go get him some water, probably. That sounded like a good idea, anyway. The pair meandered off after a while of a rest towards some water, and then climbed back up the hillock to begin working again. "Alrighty good boyo, we're going to have to keep working on it. I know you're tired, but we've got to do it." Morgan felt that way, but was also worried about his strange forgetfulness. That would have to be remedied before they began training too much more of the more complicated stuff on his lists. Morgan gave him the command to dash again, and pointed him down over the hillock yet again to work on it.
Waar seemed pretty frustrated, and that wasn't at all surprising to Morgan. The creature was indeed having a hard time learning things, and Morgan knew that they had to do something about him soon enough. They had a few items put back that could give him a bit more intelligence, but Morgan was fearful that the poor creature wouldn't take well to it. Was it more important that he learn more expediently, or was it more important that he not have to deal with the shock of suddenly understanding that he existed in a more humanlike way? Morgan considered it as Waar nearly tripped over himself running down the hillock that Morgan had pointed him over. Morgan continued to give the command for dash again, and again, and again, watching him continuously run and weave around, a little better this time. Good, at least there was some amount of positive change that Morgan was seeing.
Running was not something that Waar was good at anymore, but even Morgan could tell that he was starting to slowly get a little better at it. Of course, they knew that it would take much longer working with this to get him to eventually be able to dash reliably more in repetition, but also Morgan was concerned with doing this because it was important that he be able to eventually work with him more in the gym. Waar was still dashing now, going as fast as he could and Morgan was going to keep him dashing for as long as they could. Whenever he got too far away, Morgan called for him to return and then began giving him the dash command again, and again, and again, just as before in rapid succession to keep him going. By the time Waar got back, he looked exhausted yet again, but Morgan was growing more pleased with his progress.
Another rest was imminent it would seem, and Morgan knew that it was important that he continue beyond it. If he did so, it would be a good indicator that he was getting the whole run forever kind of thing. Morgan motioned for him to go back down the hillock and then whistled the command for dash again. Waar did shoot Morgan a horrible glare just before turning back around and racing down the hillock yet again, dashing and weaving as he went. He seemed super tired, of course and was going a little slower than he was last time. That really couldn't be good; but Morgan knew that if he just pushed past it then he would be alright. Morgan mumbled beneath their breath indistinctly for a moment, and continued to watch. Each time Waar slowed down, Morgan gave him another command to dash. Waar finally growled, spitting as he dashed.
Morgan watched as the frothy foam issued from Waar's mouth, and called him back. A drink and a rest later, and Waar was at it again, Morgan issuing him forth with the dash command. He raced down the hillock again, moving quite speedily. Morgan was pleased with this; and continued using the whistle. They had been running Waar absolutely ragged, but it was finally starting to prove now. Waar was beginning to push through the exhaustion. The drake dashed and dashed, repeatedly, just as good as the last time that he did so. Another break was issued, even though he didn't seem to need it at all. As soon as Waar caught his breath, Morgan commanded him to dash again and once more, he rushed down the hillock, dashing each time that Morgan gave him the command to do so. He ran over the next hillock too, and Morgan called him back.
Renathan: I haven't been able to get into my account in a while. I might need to try pretty soon.
Oct 20, 2019 16:37:02 GMT -6
Ashe: Anyone still play Subeta? >> I'm finally remembering to be active on there for Morostide
Oct 20, 2019 16:31:56 GMT -6
Ashe: That won't work, that would break the drake for /that person/ and still not her.
Oct 20, 2019 14:17:34 GMT -6
fieraferella: Could someone else break your sarane for you and then return it to you?
Oct 20, 2019 14:14:31 GMT -6
Amelia: Ugh I have zero interest in breaking a Sarane xD I just thought he'd get plantified and I could play with him. Blah this sucks
Oct 20, 2019 11:26:23 GMT -6
Renathan: I thought it was an accident. :3 I've done stuff like that too!
Oct 20, 2019 7:58:14 GMT -6
Lethalia: Wow, I like how I can mark fifteen posts as September without something clicking. Derp. *ahem*
Oct 20, 2019 7:53:21 GMT -6
Darky: attack each other. So if more than one altered pet of the same alteration type battle each other, the battle would be.. kinda over before it even began x3
Oct 20, 2019 3:38:32 GMT -6
Darky: battling a little difficult). Tournament-wise, that one's up to the mods. Altered pets technically don't get any upper hand, though in case of Blessing of the Shadows it does create that unfortunate situation where two creatures with the ability cant
Oct 20, 2019 3:38:28 GMT -6
Darky: As for sarane needing to be broken, I'd say yes under normal circumstances, unless the character specifically asks the alteration to include something to make the creature more docile (but that would come with stats reflecting that which would make
Oct 20, 2019 3:37:29 GMT -6
Darky: Procreation serum is more 'traditional' in its method, which means the altered pet has to be able to physically produce or carry the offspring (so Nightmare couldn't be used for this process, since she's basically a skeleton with no womb)
Oct 20, 2019 3:35:44 GMT -6
Darky: Yes if its paid breedings, depends if its Procreation serum. Paid breedings are 'lab' breedings, which basically means smushing DNA artificially and any 'altered' pet can still breed normally within its species
Oct 20, 2019 3:34:47 GMT -6
Aster: Oh yeah, I remember just looking at those the other day in the stats thread. Dunno why it slipped my mind
Oct 20, 2019 0:29:07 GMT -6
Ashe: I mean, it's still up to Darky for the most part, it was Yang who did Equillion, but it has been done
Oct 20, 2019 0:24:49 GMT -6
Ashe: Darky bred Nightmare, her Undeadified Tainted, to another equillion.
Oct 20, 2019 0:24:12 GMT -6
Jack: I'd think so? But you'd better double check with Darky just in case.
Oct 19, 2019 21:11:24 GMT -6
Aster: Wait, so can normal modified pets be bred through normal paid breedings too? Like Vespa and stuff
Oct 19, 2019 21:09:47 GMT -6