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Post by Skylos on Jan 16, 2018 0:18:33 GMT -6
SkylosSkills: Magical Awareness Berry Picking Toxin-wise Rabbits Luck The Thing Supplies: Companionship: LS - Ptósi moúro (Mouro) Lv 1, attachment 1 Stamina: 1 Strength: 0 Resistance: 0 Dexterity: 3 Mentality: 1 Special Abilities: Earth Resistance Moves: Scratch, Climb, Healing Berry Kouveli lv 3, attachment 3 Galabex Stamina: 5 Strength: 4 Resistance: 2 Dexterity: 6 Mentality: 3 Special Abilities: Forest Dweller Moves: Dodge, Kick, Bound, Dash, Spook Goldeneye 1,1 Vespa Stamina: 1 Strength: 1 Resistance: 1 Dexterity: 1 Mentality: 1 Special Abilities: None Moves: Nibble, Spit LS - Ptósi moúro (Mouro) Lv 0, attachment 0 Stamina: 1 Strength: 0 Resistance: 0 Dexterity: 3 Mentality: 1 Special Abilities: Earth Resistance Moves: Scratch, Climb, Healing Berry Lot 447 is a very overgrown lot. There are small ten log size triangles of woody vines drying out to sell for firewood.
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Post by Skylos on Oct 9, 2021 4:07:03 GMT -6
Stop! Stop your laughing! This is not funny! The rapidfire clicking and waving of miniaturized leg-arms between the twins made the situation all the funnier, sadly. The 'regrowth' elixir was very successful, since the giant spider now sat, pissed as all hell, in his paw. Its torso as big as his paw. The other spider had literally rolled over, kicking its legs in the air in clicking laughter. Ever heard a spider laugh? neither had he. So now here the cat was, back in the city, and taking a spider for a walk. Not down on the ground because then he couldn't see the creature. Nor had he ever seen a spider sulk. Well kind of he needed to get to know at least one of the twins. This one, he called Mum, for their green coloring. Mum wasn't a mind talker. Only being translated by their prankster of a twin. Fall 1 TBB 1
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Post by Skylos on Oct 9, 2021 4:18:43 GMT -6
Where had it gone wrong, Mum muses to themself as the cat walks about. He's cleverly devised the rope around their abdomen much smaller, and intertwined on his fingers like ringlets. -flashback- From a weaver’s point of view, a much ‘smaller’ point of view, the kitten’s deceptiveness would do. Notably, because neither twin liked sunlight. Skylos procured some cloudy glass jars and with a lot of coaxing, convinced them that it was a good way of transport. A few jars did break, because the mind just had to get hissy and start mind-tossing jars at walls. No way in hell were they going in a jar. And then Green shrunk after eating a rather gray bloated looking grub the kitten fished out of a bottle. After their twin had stopped having a fit of amusement, they'd explained they'd been in on it together. And now Mum wasn't able to throw things with their mind. tbb 2 2
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Post by Skylos on Oct 9, 2021 4:21:45 GMT -6
Mostly it involved when the child had gone into the library previously with Mum's twin. Mum doesn't like indoor spaces that much. Much happier outside and in a tree. Libraries are insides full of books. where he'd found a book on weavers. The book stated that young mind weaver don’t have any sort of real control on their powers until later in life, and those who have a difficult time controlling their weaver might want to bond at a ‘younger age’. To see an index about ‘regrowth potions’. The child mentioned the potion makes you ‘young again’, which he doesn’t understand well. There are many monsters the lab made that once bigger, were untrusting of humans and decided they were edible. Was this seriously for remarking multiple times how edible he was? And here Mum was now, the kitten a grown up, and them now tiny. Just a complete turnaround. tbb 3 3
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Post by Skylos on Oct 9, 2021 4:28:08 GMT -6
Skylos himself had several questions to ask of the twin spiders. The most pertinent was why they'd not eaten each other, since spiders do not appreciate one's company. Lav, the purple twin, mentioned that it was in agreement that their powers nullified on each other and they were too big for each other to eat. Mum had no additions to the conversation, working very had to try and mind throw the jar they'd procured out of the cat's hand. This worked much better, no jar required. They tolerated each other's presence, without any major squabbles. But now Mum had no ability to move things. That wasn't fun. Their twin was totally in on it too. How rude. -end flashback- If it makes you feel better, Mum, I do have one more regrowth in storage. Lav will get whats coming to them, and can be small too. The cat mentions as he walks around the city. Towards somewhere. tbb 4 4
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Post by Skylos on Oct 9, 2021 4:32:47 GMT -6
The luminous green eyes of the little spider in his paw gleam with untold mischief, rubbing their front legs together like some sort of evil genius with a plot. What he wouldn't give to learn what was going on in this spider's head. but that would have to wait until they were back with the purple twin. Who liked being nocturnal, and chatty. We're going to see about procuring a garden patch. Find some bugs and such for you to eat. Oh, thank you. The green twin hadn't even been a fan of those bloated gray maggots he'd pulled out initially for them. which would be much too big now. Oooh, maybe some sort of winged thing. Hadn't tasted that tiny object with wings called... bird. What did feathers taste like. Flies are well enough but they do nothing on filling ones abdomen of food and energy to make silk and throw things at people. fall 5 tbb 5
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Post by Skylos on Oct 9, 2021 4:37:21 GMT -6
Normally Skylos would be going outside with his dogs, now that he's reacquired clean clothing and looks less like a runaway estharne with harvested canines. But his dogs were presently having some tests done after he'd gotten back to the city and they'd gone very odd acting on him. Very possessive of each other. He'd been assured they'd be fine and there was no physical cost to him for their care, even when he bristled and showed his displeasure of 'vets'. Well, when your worginu starts attracting the attention of the spiders in an edible sense because she smells like blood and a scent he couldnt' place, yeah. It wigged him out. Anyhow. Where did he get a garden again? Wasn't it at City Hall? In his pocket of his cleanest set of clothing is his kennel registration card, which means the world to poorer folks like him. Like a limb for living. tbb 6 Fall 6
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Post by Skylos on Oct 9, 2021 4:43:17 GMT -6
The clerk at the "Department of City Commerce" was not having a good day. Again.
A tame take to his present situation, a heavy deja vu. Being unable to contact the department inside the Labs who handled animals and such, it made the pile of kindling, also known as very old paperwork, grow by the day. A heavy sigh, putting fingers to the forehead in a frustrated motion. Could this day be any worse? Don't tempt the Goddess, for it just got worse. A cat entered the place, thank goddess wearing clothes, nothing that appeared to come out of the dump. Looking curious, and holding his paw up like a platter. 'Don't notice me... don't notic-' never mind. The inner mantra of remaining invisible on his stool did not work at all, as the walking estharne look-alike noticed him, his glass cage called a 'receptionist desk'. He waves to him... IS THAT A SPIDER IN HIS HAND. "I want to get garden." he says. The clerk squinted at him with a distasteful sniff. "Was told to come here." tbb 7 7
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Post by Skylos on Oct 9, 2021 4:48:03 GMT -6
The owl avian squints their luminous eyes at the cat, whose eyes are very striking under all that extra hair. He looked like someone's escaped pet wearing clothes. Exhaling a sigh through their beaky nose, the thick talonlike nails start typing on a thank god newer model of typewriter. Unfortunately, City Hall has no budget for bartering computers. "Do you have a kennel registration card with the city" he asks in a bored tone. The cat pulls out the card (which is in surprisingly good condition) and passes it through the hole in the grates separating the owl from the cat. His paw must ache, as that spider is freakin' huge for being a spider. Was it a lab weaver? Angling the card to the light, he can see the watermark of the kennel's card press... looks to be a legitimate piece of paper. "Name and your address please." The cat replies it back. He sounds foreign, and his language isn't Common. tbb 8 8
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Post by Skylos on Oct 9, 2021 4:53:30 GMT -6
"Skylos...Katze. Kennel number... *clicky clack clack click* Very good. You said you want a garden permit." the cat nods once in politeness. He's not nearly as jumpy or excitable as some people are to come to get their garden permits. "Gardening is free?" Katze asks, his luminous eyes are curious. Or maybe he's more taken by that spider. Who just looks very pleased, implying heavy sarcasm, to be there. "Yes, gardening is free. Just give this gardening permit to the Warden who manages the plots, and he'll get you squared away." Striking a specific key on their typewriter, the paper is sucked into the machine, and out the other end, like eating and disposing of waste. In this case, input and the out tray. The perforations make noise as he tears it away and hands it over to the cat. "There are plots available in the city's garden, or you can make your own." tbb 9 9
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Post by Skylos on Oct 9, 2021 4:57:51 GMT -6
The owl avian passes back the kennel card too, before he forgets. "Keep that card in a special location. Its your proof of residency here in the city, unless you come apply for land ownership" Which he didn't think the cat would ever do. Clothed as he is, Katze does display some shabbiness. Eh, life of the mediocre has no high points for that. "Good day." "Good day" Katze parrots back at him. As he leaves, his tail is doing a weird sort of wavy rotational thing. Must be very pleased with himslef. Back to sleep...with his eyes open... That went surprisingly well. Skylos says as he gets out of that stuffy building. It smelled like old paper and feathers. Yes, those feathers had a smell. He'd not seen a day owl before. And unless you had money or a registration card, nobody went to City Hall unless they had grievances. Mum didn't seem keen on that place. fall 10 tbb 10
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Post by Skylos on Oct 9, 2021 5:09:48 GMT -6
The garden attendant's hut is outside this practically outdoor green area that seems to run for miles. The mammalian has his monkey feet up on the counter, a magazine strewn over his thighs, nibbling absently on dried banana chips. Bananas are an import from down south and run a pretty credit if not careful. So he buys big bunches and sun dries them over the summer, and has snacks for weeks as a result. Because they last forever. This week's magazine may or may not have included primate pinup girls... he won't say, because as soon as he sees someone coming, that magazine vanishes from any visible view. And this time, its a cat. A mammalian, dont' see many of them out these days. "hello heloo, welcome to the gardens. Can I help you?" The attendant asks the cat as he approaches, and is carrying a spider of all things on his paw. tbb 11 11
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Post by Skylos on Oct 9, 2021 5:13:30 GMT -6
"Garden s...space. Please." the cat man struggles a bit with his Common but its passible. He's heard worse over the years. "Yes yes, do you have the permit that stick in the mud owl and City hall Gave you?" he asks, and the cat passes over the perforated piece of paper. He makes an unusual clicky sound with his tongue as he reads (more like skims, because who needs to know someone's address around here), then nods. "Everything looks to be in order, Mr. Katze. Who's your friend?" he points at the spider. It angles its front legs, hissing at him. "Mum." the cat man answers. Welll... it does look green at this angle... "AFter the flower mum, I take." he nods. "Well hello there Mum. I've not seen any young weaver around since I was a youth myself." the attendant laughs at his own joke. He's doing great of keeping the grays out of his fur. tbb 12 12
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Post by Skylos on Oct 9, 2021 5:18:05 GMT -6
"Folks 'round these parts call me the Warden, feel free to do the same. I manage the gardens, keep their paperwork in check and all. Now." he claps his hands together eagerly. "I'm gonna file this real quick and then we'll get you that garden space. Autumn's a real kickup, lots of new additions." its true, some people have been in and out of the gardens since the beginning of summer, and he doesn't have any idea as to why. Retreating back into the hut, the Warden carefully files away Katze's permit, and retrieves a fresh sheaf of paperwork. Just to keep that stick in the mud owl at City Hall happy. "There's only a few rules about keepin' a garden so listen closely, both of you." Rumor had it that weavers were smart bugs. "Only two non-plant creatures can live in the garden at any time. Just the City's rules, y'know." the cat nods. tbb 13 13
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Post by Skylos on Oct 9, 2021 5:22:28 GMT -6
"You can keep as many plants here as you wish, or as few. I've seen some folks apply for a garden permit, get the space and do literally nothing with it. And it overgrows and then theres no way in or out. But as long as it qualifies as a plant or a 'plant-animal', it can be here. Good amounts of water and sunlight. Thats the great thing about plants, Katze. They are so adaptable, and can survive in most any climate." he sounds a bit like a plant fan. Or its the banana chips talking. To the cat, he's got major banana breath. Mum covers their chelicerae with a front leg, the banana is especially strong. ew. Politely, Skylos takes a step back from the chatty mammalian thing that looks like a monkey mixed with something else. "So if you're good with all that. Lets find you a plot. Theres a lot of empty spaces now. tbb 14 14
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