Morgan was still adjusting to having swallowed the chaos node; the attempts at keeping their life together in neat little habits as per usual was causing actual headaches; there was just so much more that they were seeing, now, in the world. This culminated in hours and hours of sleepless night-time spent drawing new ideas for inventions that felt half-baked and made Morgan vaguely confused when they woke up in the mornings; laying on their writing desk and drooling onto the notes. Morgan was used to having structure in their life, and they were fighting the effects of the node hand-over fist. However; Morgan had to admit to themself that this just wasn't working well. For one, the vague exhaustion and sleeplessness that came on with trying to fight this was simply both pointless and easily avoidable.
That was when Morgan decided that enough was enough; they were going to do something about it! What was that? About a quest?
Morgan decides that it would be prudent to begin taking on more physical tasks in an attempt to quell some of the physical and mental energy that was caused by this whole 'magic' (not that they technically believed in magic; just that magic was some un-documented and non-studied type of science not yet figured out) thing. The idea was that with less unused energy, there would be less jittery-ness and panic, and more sleep. The main issue was that Morgan was unsure as to what they would need to take on for this idea. Morgan was loathe to admit it, but had grown up as a member of the elite of the Labs, and was not entirely sure what kinds of things there were to actually do around the City. Morgan spent more time in the Estate than anywhere else.
Why would they go anywhere else when they thought they had everything they needed right there?
The blond human had caught wind, however, of a new board of quests that had been put up in the area; to help get some of the more petty issues off of the back of the authorities, Morgan was sure. That would work, provided that they were not dangerous, the human thought. They simply take a note off of the board and bring it home. Huh, bugs, right? Morgan spent the night restless, and utilized a quick and simple, yet quite half-assed version of a bug-spray gun. The idea would be that Morgan could use it to find the nest and immediately attempt to exterminate them in one swoop... Either that or it would explode. Ah, oh well.
Sometimes that just happened.
Morgan wasn't sure where the sudden inventiveness had come in at; sure, they always had loved science and especially dabbled in technology, but they knew that they were never good enough at it. Now, it was like they just didn't care if they did, or not.
Morgan woke up that morning, grabbed the so-called 'extermination apparatus' and then left the house, looking down at it as they went to the address of said garden. As promised, the entire thing was absolutely overrun by these rather large caterpillars. What even were they? Why were they here? Morgan had never heard of such large non-Labs bugs taking over a garden. If one could even call it taking over, technically they were simply living where the food was. Simple creatures. Morgan hopped the fence dexterously and then pushed their glasses up to their eyes up their nose- making them glint in the morning light. Now, where was the nest?
Or at least the human assumed that there would be a nest. They were bugs, right? So the idea would be to get rid of the nest as opposed to taking them out one by one. That certainly wouldn't work very efficiently at all.
The blond human realized then that they had forgotten breakfast, and rolled their eyes. That was what they got for finally giving in and changing up their morning habits, right? That really sucked. Morgan pushed this thought away, and moved further into the garden, trying not to step on any plants or anything. This quest was hardly worth it, certainly not for someone that was as moneyed as the blond humanoid was, but they were quite sure that it would be worth it in the long-run just in the sleep-factor. Maybe they would go home and actually be able to take a nap before the creatures woke them back up? The tantalizing thought of a nap was just agonizing.
Humans needed sleep to stay sane and have decent moods thanks to the circadian rhythm. Most living beings had some kind of rhythm of resting, even if they didn't sleep by human standards. Morgan was very aware of their weaknesses.
Morgan decided to test the bug-spray gun by pointing it point-blank to the face of a nearby caterpillar; and pulled the trigger. Morgan had been half sure that it would blow up, which would suck a bit, yeah, just a bit, right? But instead the simple mechanism worked quite well, the simple metal piece moving against the trigger and releasing a controlled burst of the spray. Hey, that was good luck, right? The bug immediately rolled over on it's back and then into a tight ball; death in seconds. It didn't seem to be in any pain or anything; not that Morgan probably would have cared too much at this point.
The bespectacled young human just wanted to be able to sleep; honestly. That was it. Sleep would help them make their life understandable and orderly again, right? Would get rid of some of this chaotic energy that just wouldn't leave. Morgan could hear it whispering in the back of their head.
Now the rest of the bug spray was something to be conserved, it would be much easier to destroy the entire group if the nest was gone, right? Morgan transferred it to their right side, and then held it there in their off hand. It wasn't like the slow moving, inchy-caterpillars were actually going to hurt them or anything. Morgan waltzed through the garden, stepping daintily over plants despite their big clunky steel-toed boots. They weren't here to destroy the already quite-terribly devastated garden any worse than it already was, that was never really the plan. The plan was to get energy out, while also testing out this invention; the first that they had come up with since being... Infected. With the chaos node. Yes, infected. Morgan could almost hear someone laughing, in the very back of their skull.
It never stopped. Morgan was a very strong-willed individual, but it was so hard to keep from giving in to the node.
The ground was marshy here, the morning sun almost too bright, with the chill and wet dew everywhere from last night, not quite baked off yet. The caterpillars were blissfully unaware that their end was coming, chomping on heads of lettuce and large tomatoes and all sorts of things. It was a waste; there were plenty of people starving out here, and here was a garden completely over run by caterpillars that to the gardener's limited knowledge, had come from absolutely no where to ruin the place. Morgan tsked, searching under every plant for the supposed nest that should be around somewhere.
Perhaps it was beneath the tomatoes? No, of course not. Those plants were way too small. Morgan began checking other areas instead, bigger areas that may be harboring such a large nest, with some kind of a laying queen or something? Who knew? These had to be natural creatures, right? This did not seem like something the Labs would do.
That was when Morgan heard the cicadas; a singing that was quite normal to them... But these cicadas were -huge-. They were centered around one particularly large tree; perhaps the nest was there? The shift between the caterpillars at the edges, to an entirely different but equally large type of bug made Morgan feel like they had been whiplashed, but the chances were that this was part of the same phenomenon. When presented with a complex issue, the chances were that the simplest answer was the correct one, right? Morgan decided that this was the case, and continued moving on, towards that tree of interest, dodging particularly large cicadas that just so happened to fly near enough to them to cause an issue or two.
Morgan was not afraid of the bugs, not really, but it still sucked to have a fist-sized cicada nearly fly into your face, especially when you have glasses...
Morgan was tempted to use the bug spray on some of them, but decided ultimately against it. They would need the entirety of the bug spray can's contents to take out a nest of any descent size. Morgan should have been afraid of the dirt and the possible poison of the insects or the bug spray, being a neat-freak as they were, but they just... Weren't anymore. Sure, the knowledge of danger was still there, Morgan was born a bit sickly, after all, but they knew now that they could take care of themselves. That feeling of being able to heal at least a little bit was a good thing, certainly.
There had to be some kind of good that had come out of this faulty experiment, but Morgan had no idea how to use the magic yet at all. Morgan wasn't even sure how exactly to learn that kind of thing? The human definitely didn't want to ask anyone.
The human stepped even moreso daintily now that the cicada drone was growing quiet, and the giant tree was in sight. Morgan squinted up at the bright light of the sun rising on the other side of the tree. Why had they came so damn early, anyway!? Morgan had been so desperate for sleep that they had left nearly as soon as they had awoke, forgetting about brushing their hair (but not their teeth!) and forgetting to eat. Morgan shook their head. This was such a pointless venture, it was quite shocking that they had agreed to do this in the first place. Desperate times, desperate measures, right? Morgan came closer to the tree, but stopped. What was that... Noise? The human glanced around, and could see it; the nest! But it was so far up in that super tall tree; and the caterpillars and cicadas, or at least some really big ones, seemed to be sitting around it. Well, the nest was found. Now what?
Morgan knew that they would get this far, but this was not what they had expected at all. Huh, right?
The human walked up to the tree, and placed a palm on the smooth, age-worn bark. They weren't able to place what kind of tree it was, but why would they have been able to? Morgan had never traveled outside of the City and had rarely even left their street or the 'good' parts of town. Morgan would have to read a book on it later, look at some diagrams. Morgan hated not knowing something! Damn it. The human looked up at the nest from below, trying to decide mathematically what the range of the hastily invented bug-spray gun would be.
Morgan was not the best mathematician yet, but they were very advanced for their age. They knew that even with the somewhat faulty mechanisms that they had made last night, that it should be able to reach if they just got up just about five more feet...
Never mind the fact that Morgan knew that something needed to be done about the extra energy that the chaos node was causing, or at least that was what they thought? Morgan was practically having to learn how to think again, like a newborn. Morgan had a sneaking suspicion that this was perhaps not the best idea that they had ever had about the element. Perhaps messing with magic at all had been a bad idea, but it was especially worrisome that it was effecting them this badly. Would fire have done this like this, this badly, this maddeningly? Or would water have felt so frantic? Would order have actually fit them much better? Morgan knew that it would be foolish to think that perhaps there would be any time that Morgan would not have tried to make a node. Morgan knew themselves too well to think that they would have been able to resist the urge to try an experiment with something they didn't even believe in.
Morgan considered this, now that they were outside in a garden, in the sunshine, in the morning, with the dew and the bugs, their mind almost chanted that, all on top of one another, multiple train tracks stacked neatly upon one another and running crazy trains at the same time. Morgan felt frantic for a moment, and tried to calm their mind into a single, focused point. It was hard to wrangle it; like trying to break a sarane or a feral horse or tame a man-eating PHIL. It was maddening. For a single moment, a single drop of dew dripped from a leaf, and landed on Morgan's nose. Morgan stared at it incredulously, and began feeling more calm and normal again. Not completely so, but their mind was no longer racing on and on again, thankfully. The human focused on finding a nearby root, to try to rise up. That was what they were trying to do; get rid of the nest, right?
Morgan cursed their weak arms, for a moment, knowing that there was a low-hanging branch near, but there was no way they'd be able to lift their body on just one arm. Instead, they searched for a particularly large root, and eventually found on. Standing on that large root, the human was able to reach up and felt that they would be just able to spray the nest, and perhaps kill everything that was within it? That was the idea, anything. Morgan leaned up against the tree to steady themself, brought their bug-spray gun to their on-hand, the left, and then aimed it for the nest, one of their eyes closed and focused. As soon as they pulled the trigger, they breathed out and then turned their head, knowing that they didn't want to get this stuff in their eyes. A slight wind blew, thankfully blowing the bug spray away from their face.
Zenjesi: Hey Silv - how do you pronounce Kodakai?
Nov 17, 2023 18:23:56 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: Not to mention the baby mosca with wolf skin from Elvye and the sparkling owl of Xentus. <3
Nov 14, 2023 10:27:52 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: I like the Donnor one not just with looks FF, but the description, funny as heck.
Nov 14, 2023 10:26:27 GMT -6
Zenjesi: yours both made me laugh, FF! They're very expressive
Nov 13, 2023 21:57:46 GMT -6
Fiera Ferella: Woooow Twilight, I love that witch drawing!!! :0 It's so pretty! And Zenjesi I think Spectral is my favorite out of yours lol. Just looks happy to be included. and silver now i wanna know which pets youd pick for the other legendary beasts. XD
Nov 13, 2023 21:37:45 GMT -6
Silver: Ah I'm so glad you guys enjoyed it! I love everyone's drawings they're all so cute. ;o;
Nov 13, 2023 17:31:37 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: I like that one as well yeah, loved the old nootnoot image from quest prizes, so that one went perfectly with that particular costume being based around it. X3
Nov 13, 2023 15:23:13 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: The jewelry on tail or at the head definitely tends to be their most recognizable feature for a Mosca, and sadly their pharaoh chin piece as well. XD
Nov 13, 2023 15:21:07 GMT -6
Zenjesi: Your peanut costume is hilarious and adorable too!
Nov 13, 2023 15:14:29 GMT -6
Zenjesi: Yes you're correct! I guess I did a decent enough job with the drawing!
Nov 13, 2023 15:05:27 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: It still looks good on Synkka. She is a shaman Mosca I'm guessing? Its mostly the tail that makes me think of it.
Nov 13, 2023 15:00:42 GMT -6
Zenjesi: I definitely like Spectral's the most too! I sort of cheated by drawing Synkka with a cloak because I do not know how to draw feathered wings, haha ^^'
Nov 13, 2023 13:45:15 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: Which one do you like the most out of the three you made?
Nov 13, 2023 12:09:48 GMT -6
Twilight-Claw: Thanks for that compliment! Though I know with the water it doesn't look entirely great, I love the latter one I made the most.
Nov 13, 2023 12:09:30 GMT -6