Post by Fiera Ferella on Feb 29, 2020 11:44:19 GMT -6
Fiera was back at it again at the breeding center. Or on her way to it, at least. February was in its later days, and the weather finally seemed to be breaking some. Granted, it was still pretty darn cold. Fiera had one of her windbreakers on, in a searing fuschia color. Her pants were also puffy and eyecatching, squeezing tight around her ankles to avoid letting cold air in. Her shoes were fashionable sneakers with a variety of colors and patterns printed on them. Her hair was well styled and her tail perfectly brushed, sweeping outward behind her. Needless to say, her outfit was more blinding to look at than the wind fluttering up the street. She was used to odd looks and glares though, and any attention from the public rolled off of her like water off a duck’s back. She also wondered why the labs didn’t have any ducks- they were perfectly common back in her hometown. She shook her head- couldn’t get distracted here, she had a job to do. As mentioned, the weather was improving. As opposed to the earlier days of constant snow and ice, there had been a couple thaws near the end of the month. They almost immediately froze back over, giving the sidewalk some slicks of ice that the humanish needed to pick her way around (or else throw out her back.), but it meant that the labs finally weren’t constantly coated in a layer of snow. Colors other than white were returning.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Feb 29, 2020 11:44:51 GMT -6
It was a welcome change, as far as Fiera was concerned- everything looked so much nicer when it wasn’t covered in snow and ice. Or at least it would. As of right now, the snow was just uncovering the cast offs of winter, dead branches and soggy, rotten leaves. With luck (and time) though, those would fade away to nothing, and soon flowers would poke up through the freshly fertilized soil in their wake. Not to mention the improved weather made it much easier for Fiera to get things done and work with her pets. The winter had been horrible for training- it was difficult to get your pets to learn anything when they were busy trying not to freeze to death, or when their tongues were so cold they couldn’t taste the treats that Fiera was trying to feed them. She had managed to squeeze out a few trainings, but only on her hardier pets. Her petite ones? Aquatic pets? You could forget about it. Breedings were also something that she had had to set aside for a while. Fiera didn’t own a car, so going anywhere meant that she had to ride one of her pets, take a cab, or walk. Well, pet riding licenses were hard to get, and Desert was rather stubborn (and generally unwelcome at the breeding center). Taxi cabs were expensive as well, and if there was one thing Fiera liked, it was saving money. Until she saw a pair of pants in a boutique she just HAD to have, that is.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Feb 29, 2020 11:45:01 GMT -6
So that left walking. Fiera had gotten quite fit by this point, trekking all over the city in the pursuit of money, fame, and pretty pachee. Winter had been an absolutely miserable season for her as a result though, and she hadn’t done many breedings at all. Not only was the weather uncomfortable for her breedable pets, for pachee it could be downright dangerous. As they were plant pets, it was much easier for them to get frost bitten than other pets, and obviously she’d have to call off any breeding where one of her pachee came in injured. It hadn’t happened yet, but she was ever careful. Each of her pachees’ cages were carefully stuffed with soft toys and blankets. With any luck, those would keep them warm enough to resist the terribly cold weather, at least until the humanish could transport them from the kennels to the breeding center. It wasn’t a very long walk, but when the weather threatened to harm her pets, it felt like it took forever. She glanced up ahead at the quest board, still covered in half a dozen aging vakrah advertisements. The holiday was long over, and soon those would be cleared off like anything else. Good riddance, as far as Fiera was concerned. She hadn’t experienced all of the holidays that the labs had to offer yet, but the season of sappy love and expensive candy had proved to be her least favorite… at least as far as she could remember.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Feb 29, 2020 11:45:12 GMT -6
She was pretty drunk through all of it after all. Still, seeing the quest board meant that she was almost at the breeding center, which meant that she would get to stop dragging this cart around soon. Usually Fiera brought carriers to hold her pets in, one tucked under each arm with the paperwork in her backpack. This time though, she had three pachee. It would be her first time trying a three way breeding, but she was determined to make it work. She couldn’t resist the thought of a new type of pachee offspring, after all. The more males you added to a breeding, the more unpredictable and interesting the offspring. If she could get fancier babies by introducing more males, why wouldn’t she? Well… the extra weight was one reason. No matter how hard she tried, she simply couldn’t lift or balance three carriers at once. It was impossible. So it had become more expensive too- she had had to buy a cart to drag along behind her. It had three cages embedded in it, and if you were walking alongside her, you could peer through the bars to see the pachee sitting or sleeping within. It was a fantastic device, and the fact that it had four cells in it meant that she had the option (if she so desired) to do a breeding with the maximum of three males and one female if she chose. Not this time, though- Fiera decided to start small. Or, small-ish.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Feb 29, 2020 11:45:22 GMT -6
The cart was still proving pretty heavy after all, even though it wasn’t filled to maximum capacity. Perhaps it wasn’t the weight though, so much as how unwieldy the cart was. It wasn’t liable to fall over as it was engineered to be sturdy and stable (after all, it would be a nightmare if pets were injured because it kept falling over), but the material was some sort of stainless steel and the wheels were very tiny. As a result it was slow, jerky, heavy, and seemed to get stuck on absolutely any lump on the sidewalk. Fiera found herself struggling just to keep it moving, though her pachee seemed plenty comfortable. She hadn’t heard a peep out of them yet. Granted, the fact that pachee didn’t have mouths meant that you usually DIDN’T hear a peep out of them. Fiera knew the species well enough by now though to know their body language and warning signs though, and as a result she knew that rapid shuffling and thumping noises (from slapping their tails against the walls of their cages or carriers) meant that the pachee was on the defensive. As of right now though, all of her pachee were silent, despite the fact that she quietly swore every time she met a pothole in the sidewalk. Perhaps the toys she had put in there were keeping them well comforted, or maybe they were just used to her shenanigans by now. Still, they had to be almost there by now, right?
Post by Fiera Ferella on Feb 29, 2020 11:45:32 GMT -6
She looked up ahead to try and see the breeding center. Sure enough, she saw the distinct bend in the sidewalk that implied that she was practically right on top of it and breathed a sigh of relief. Nearly there. Despite the garishness of the building, the fact that it meant her minutes of dragging heavy things around were over, Fiera always loved seeing the sight of the breeding center. It was soft and chunky shaped, like something you’d use to entertain children. She supposed the appearance made sense, considering how appealing the critters bred within were to kids. Orbaru were practically the perfect first pet, and pachee weren’t far behind. It was a bit… little kiddish for Fiera’s taste, though. She was also relieved by the fact that most of the Vakrah signs had been taken down by now though, displaying the regular sales and events going on within. Granted, the Vakrah sales were awfully thematic to the breeding center’s operations and it meant that Fiera got some great deals on breeding rooms, but by this point she was utterly exhausted by the color pink and everything cutesy. Her own outfit not withstanding. Despite the posters for the sales being taken down though, Fiera had booked this breeding in advance when they were still going on, and so she knew that despite her increased number of pachee, she wasn’t going to have to pay any extra for this. She yanked her cart through the entry lot of the center before finally reaching the front doors.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Feb 29, 2020 11:45:43 GMT -6
The doors slid open smoothly at her approach, blasting her with much needed hot air as she walked in. She sighed with relief, and then took stock of her surroundings. The breeding center… looked as if a bomb had gone off. Well, if the bomb was made of squid ink. Upon closer inspection, she realized that many of the dark, wet spatters around the room were in the shape of pawprints, and a theory about what had happened began percolating in her mind. She parked her cart next to a chair and WELL away from the wet ink covering the floors, walls, and ceiling, and went up to the front desk. “...So, what happened here?” She said, jabbing a thumb at the janitor behind her who was desperately trying to clean this all up before it dried, swiping a mop uselessly at a spot on the ceiling. The receptionist, a small young man, cringed awkwardly. “A...particularly energetic orbaru got out of his breeding room.” He stated carefully. “...And into our printer room. And into the printer. And then back out of the printer room. And then…” He said, trailing off. “Everywhere else?” Fiera finished for him helpfully, an eyebrow raised in a way that was only a little bit condescending. He nodded, embarrassed. “Yeah, pretty much. We should have it cleaned up and the rooms returned to operation soon.” Fiera started at that. “Returned to operation… soon? I have a reservation, you know.” She said, her lip curling up and baring a sharp fang.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Feb 29, 2020 17:21:54 GMT -6
The receptionist cleared his throat slightly, going from a casual conversation tone to a 'ok, time to please an angry customer' mode. "Yes, I understand that, miss..." "Ferella." Fiera said, and the receptionist immediately began tapping away on his computer. "Yes, miss Ferella. Here's your receipt." He said, handing her the little slip of paper than informed her that she was all checked in. "The halls are currently too, erm. Sliper for us to allow customers in there, for safety reasons. So we're asking that all of our customers wait for a few minutes while we get it cleaned up." He said politely. Fiera opened her mouth to argue, but was cut off with a swift "I'm sorry for the inconvenience.". The humanish huffed and argued for a few more minutes about getting a discount of some sort, but the receptionist turned stony and uncooperative. Eventually she was obligated to return to her chair, with her long furred tail puffed out and lashing. Darn stupid breeding center. Who cared about a little ink! it wasn't going to kill anyone, and she had ordered this appointment long before it had happened! Really, they should have protocols in place for this. Fiera would never be caught dead making such a dumb mistake. They should all be fired. Fiera thought these thoughts and more as she flung herself into the hcair next to her pachee cart, smoke practically pouring from her ears as she grumbled angrily. Another customer sitting next to her quietly moved a chair down.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Feb 29, 2020 17:30:50 GMT -6
"I mean really, can you believe this?" She said to her pachee, looking at their little faces through the bars of the carrier. They didn't understand her of course, but the commotion did seem to wake them up a bit. The cold winter air made them sleepy and lethargic, but now that they were in a heated building they seemed to be doing a lot better. They peered from the bards of their cages to examine the room. The lobby of the breeding center was usually (when not covered in printer ink) brightly colored, with a pastel floor and chunky plastic chairs. There were play pens along each wall for pets to play in before they entered the breeding area, though they were separated by gender for obvious reasons. Primary colored tables spaced evenly between the chairs had a variety of magazines and informative fliers for people to read while they waited for their rooms to open. Fiera shouldn't have HAD to wait for her room though, considering that she. You know. Came early and booked it in advance. But here she was. Needless to say, she refused to take a magazine out of spite, and decided to do some people watching instead. There was another pachee breeder there, with a pair of dark colored pachee that she couldn't recognize the specific breed of. There was a woman with a houluh, checking her watch repeatedly. There were no other houluhs in the room, so she suspected that she was waiting for the other breeder to arrive.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Feb 29, 2020 17:34:33 GMT -6
There were a couple of orbaru breeders down the row from here (though none with any ink covered orbaru), who seemed to be hatting up a storm. Fiera distantly wondered if they came in together, or met when already inside. There was the janitor of course, who was finally making a bit of progress on the ink that had been splashed onto the ceiling. And then there was Fiera, with her pachee. They were all awake now, and gently pawing on the carrier bars. "Sorry, babies." Fiera said quietly, poking her fingers through the bars so they could rub up against them. "Hopefully it'll be our turn soon." Fiera was excited to actually get to it- she had bought a bunch of berries recently. Ten of each type of pachee berry, actually. She set her backpack down on her lap to check on them. They all looked healthy and intact, ready for her female to feed on them. The first was a berry of masculinity, which was more leaf than berry, with a tiny orange dot being all one needed for it to work. It let males pass down their genes more easily- something Fiera was definitely hoping for in this breeding. Then there was the berry of abundance, which was long and blue. It sort of reminded Fiera of a pepper. That would allow her female to produce more offspring than usual, which was also highly useful in this sort of breeding. She had three pachee here today, after all.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Feb 29, 2020 17:40:00 GMT -6
If Fiera was going to put in the extra effort for this breeding, she'd want more babies from it. It would probably be a while before she tried a breeding this ambitious again, after all. Then finally, there was the berry of femininity, which was actually more of a cluster of pink berries clinging together on a single branch. This berry was also highly important, as it would boost the chances of her getting a female from the breeding. Female pachee were rare and highly sought after, so she wanted to be sure that she'd get as many as possible from each breeding she did. Fiera needed to keep her gene pool wide if she was to prevent inbreeding, after all. Altogether, these berries would hopefully help her produce the best offspring possible. They had better- it had cost her a lot of money to buy her current stock, and she didn't want to head back to the store any time soon. Still, this breeding was bound to be an exciting one now that she had them, especially considering that she had more than one male participating in it. The trio was fully awake and examining their environment now. The female was named 'Faint Impressions', or Faint for short. The first male was one she had gotten from a contest a while back, named 'Bizarre Undulations' or Bizarre. Then finally, her second male that she was using in the breeding was one that she had gotten quite recently and had dubbed 'Fairy Ring', or Fairy.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Feb 29, 2020 18:22:02 GMT -6
Faint Impressions was her oldest female pachee, and one of her most consistent in producing offspring. Fiera hadn't found an offspring from her that she truly loved yet, but she was hoping that today would be the day. None of Faint's previous breedings had utilized berries after all, and as a result the babies could come out a little plain. Faint Impressions had beautiful white fur, almost pearlescent in shade. Then she had light green spots and leaves, giving her a near albino look. She was a beautiful pachee to be sure, but it wasn't just her looks that Fiera was in love with. Faint had a perfect personality for pachee breeding. Other pachee that Fiera owned (Hot Rod Crash came to mind in particular) had rather fractious personalities, and that made breedings take a lot longer than they needed to. Others were so completely passive that the males couldn't find anything about them to be interested in, which was also exhausting. Faint Impressions was the perfect mix of the two, however. She was just sassy enough to be scintillating, as if she was a prize that they'd have to work to win (and oh, how they'd work!). But she had a softer side too, encouraging the more shy males to come out of their shells and play with her. Needless to say, the breedings done with her didn't take very long at all. Even though there were two males to contend with today, hopefully this breeding session wouldn't prove any different than the others.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Feb 29, 2020 18:32:12 GMT -6
The first male, Bizarre Undulations, was part of a contest prize haul. Fiera honestly couldn't remember which contest it was by now, though she could probably check her records to find out. So many of them happened so often by now, and Fiera was always eager to join them. Victories were uncommon, but she usually at least placed somewhere, earning her a healthy amount of prizes. As a result, she had nearly over a dozen pachee and orbaru by now that she had gotten via contests. Regardless of how she got him though, Bizarre had been sitting in her pachee section of the kennels for a while now. He had a beautiful deep indigo pelt, with an even darker shade draped over his shoulders. It was a fantastically rich coloration that paired well with the eyespots on his tail and the dark green bases of his back leaves. His eyes were a deep, soulful grey and his tail was laced with smaller markings. His design was near simplistic, but with many little bits of detail that created a beautiful summary. She was eager to introduce him to his first breeding. Now if only his personality was anywhere near as nice. Bizarre Undulations was... snooty, to say the very least. His kennel had to be just so, or else he'd throw an absolute fit, and he always seemed to be too good to interact with other pachee. He had a bizarre obsession with mirrors too, endlessly obsessed with the 'other pachee' held within.
Post by Fiera Ferella on Feb 29, 2020 18:47:03 GMT -6
Hopefully Faint Impression would shake him out of his snootiness a bit- goodness knew he needed it. After Bizarre Undulations, Fiera only had one more pachee with her. Fairy Ring was her most recent acquisition, a pachee from the pachee pollen project. She thought that it was a fantastic idea, crossing pachee with the various plants you could find in the garden. She had gotten a couple of pachee from there already. Other than Fairy Ring, she also had Hot Jar of Honey, Lovesick Lovebird, and Tangerine Party Animal. Fairy Ring himself was born from the flower of a sapling spriteling. The similarities were striking, of course. He had the same fluffy mane, the same tiny horns, and the same bodily coloration as the other creature. She was amazed that he was even classified as a pachee as opposed to a spriteling or a crossbreed. Still, if it meant she got some amazingly fluffy babies out of it, she'd be happy to let the quibbly distinction go. He was definitely one of the newest of Fiera's pachee, and that showed through in his personality. Unlike Bizarre, he was incredibly youthful and gregarious. Sometimes this was to the point of irritation amongst the other pachee. Even if they fought back though, his mane was so thick that they couldn't get through it and cause him damage... so he never really learned his lesson. Fiera was sure that Faint could sort him out, though. And if not her, then Bizarre definitely would.
Ridelys: If you are still interested in a trade twilight, for your fidelity result, let me know.
May 31, 2020 22:49:49 GMT -6
Riku: I got three pet levels and 15c out of it. <3 And all the necessary posts for my job salary form.
May 31, 2020 18:49:26 GMT -6
Riku: In mine my crossbreed used foxfire to burn it - but then it used incendiary illusion, which was extra scary because my cross is a plant pet with thick fur. It used the distraction to escape. I’m proud of it, and it’s okay that I won’t finish this month.
May 31, 2020 18:48:42 GMT -6
Renathan: *But of course, the RNG was not having that. / In Morgan's story, the Nyssa was a real thing, so I wanted to have two different situations for the variety.
May 31, 2020 18:15:27 GMT -6
Renathan: Yeah, the 'finished the story but the RNGods are being a butt' thing is a rather unfortunate situation to be in. I had already decided that in Ren's story, the elderly woman had lied about the nyssa and just wanted someone to talk to*
May 31, 2020 18:14:49 GMT -6
Riku: That makes sense. I've considered that before. -nod- I hope your non-hxr life is going smoothly.
May 31, 2020 16:38:08 GMT -6
Haix: Just quitting the job. Don't believe I'll be making the ten posts required per month any time soon. XD
May 31, 2020 16:34:01 GMT -6
Riku: Note to haix, I believe you can post the new application form at the same time as the quitting form. Unless you are simply taking an overall break from the job system.
May 31, 2020 16:30:58 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: even AT the gardens yet. XD It sucks when you've finished writing your story and haven't gotten a success, because then its like "well... now what?" XD
May 31, 2020 15:51:47 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: ive found that when there's a quest that might take longer like this, its a good idea to try and space out the story beats to try and roll a success before i get to the meat of the story. XD Like, by the time i was 5 posts in my character wasn't
May 31, 2020 15:51:21 GMT -6
Riku: It’d definitely put me a month closer to my goals, literally, at least. 🤔
May 31, 2020 15:50:19 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: You can always try! :3 At the very least its more levels for your character and more TP for your pet
May 31, 2020 15:50:14 GMT -6
Riku: I love that you can mention that and know what it is. Muahahaha! Everyone has their secrets. 😈 (Iz not secret, just oOooOoooh mysterious effect. 😉)
May 31, 2020 15:49:41 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: I hope you do decide and are capable of finishing it Riku! Will definitely be worth it in getting more points for your master plan.
May 31, 2020 15:48:23 GMT -6
Riku: I know...that was why I wanted to do it. Hm. Maybe I can plow through it. O.O (plow as in tumbling down a steep slope, not in the fast powerful way.)
May 31, 2020 15:48:18 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: This quest got 3+ quest points.
May 31, 2020 15:46:39 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: I have no idea about that one for sure, but there does seem to be a few that are nearly in the rainbow spectrum with how many different colors they have on their hide.
May 31, 2020 15:46:12 GMT -6
Riku: Note that I got panic buttons this month, so in the future if the quest is only a 1QP-er, I can go do a 3QP. Or if I simply don’t want to do a new one on both accounts, I can do an old one on the second. // I type faster than my phone screen can keep up.HA
May 31, 2020 15:45:15 GMT -6
Riku: Is there a rainbow sarane offspring yet? Descended from every T1? Lol That’s be cool. // I know I’m only a few posts away from completing the quests, but I’m SO tired that I’m in and out of coherence. Lol
May 31, 2020 15:43:40 GMT -6