"What're you hookin' up there?" Oh no, here he was again. Flare finished his setup of the object to get awkwardly to his feet and see the Warden standing at the gate. "Looks like a toy for your critters. I did notice you brought back a new leaf scatter. Settling in, I take?" He nods. "No chew wood, I no want chew wood." he finally says while thinking over what he wanted to say. Keeping an eye on the pots. "Take wood, give nut. Nut good, wood no good." "I see, I see." the warden muses, rubbing under his muzzle. "I think thats a fine idea, dissuading from your wood, but. How about you broaden that, keep away from potted plants in general?" Flare just blinks in confusion. "Uh... if I recall reading it right, leaf scatters eat roots, some roots are woody. So, let them eat the roots, and keep away from potted plants? Your bonsai safe, no bad weeds in the garden. Good?" More headscratching. 77 7.20
"Oh oh, I know. be right back." the warden scampers off, not unlike some sort of giant rodent himself. but he also resembled a monkey. Odd one. Flare waited though, patiently. Keeping a careful eye on his bonsai pots. The warden finally returned with... what looked like a bulbous object with a trigger on the end. "What is this?" he asks, pointing at it. "One second, stupid thing is hard to unscrew..." the warden says as he strains to unscrew the trigger from the bulb. Finally manages it, and the scent that comes from the bulb makes Flare's nose wrinkle. "Here we go. Vinegar spray. Now before you say anything, listen. Plant creatures will eat plants, fruits, vegetables, roots, wood. Its in their diet, and some vital ...good things come from it. Use this on your potted plants, and they will avoid them like nothing else." He pulls out a small terra cotta pot, and, after rescrewing on the bulb, sprays the foul smelling liquid onto the pot. "Set this out for your critter to examine, right quick." Flare does so, and puts a few twigs and nuts in the dish. The acorns he picked are near rotten. 78 8.20
The leaf scatter notices the giant putting out something new. Something differently shaped and colored from the rest. Dispersing from exploring into the vines, where it had seen some grapes, the scatter comes towards the new object. About as it got near and put their paws on it, the smell hit it. Oh god, ew. That terrible smell! Eyes wide and suddenly confused and disgusted, the scatter books it out away from the pot and into the bushes. well, that worked. "Its fine on plants, so just spritz this stuff or wipe it onto your bonsai pots. It'll hold the smell for a few weeks and then just reapply it lightly. yes, it does stink, but it works a wonder." Good luck with your training! and off he goes. Leaving flare with his bulb and trigger of vinegar spray. What else could be sprayed with this stuff besides pots? 79 9.20
From experience, terra cotta is porous and absorbs liquid pretty quickly. However the teapots had a glaze upon the clay. Porcelain. Dyed clay. Something. Shouldve asked. However, a little spritzee on the pots and the foul smell would linger for a long time coming. Each pot got the same treatment. The leaf scatter avoided the stink for the rest of the day, since it got quite strong with all the spraying. Heck, all the creatures did. Every now and then, Flare would take that initial tiny pot and put it out in the middle of the garden, surrounded by bits and pieces. Twigs mostly. putting a few leafy sprigs in the top to mock up a potted plant. The leaf scatter could still smell the vinegar smell on the clay, and booked it out of there. The only thing that Flare didn't like of this spray was the constant having to wash his own scaled hands or stink of vinegar the rest of the day. 80 4/7 10.20
The letter hung open in his scaled hand as Flare reread the scripted words over. He didn't recall leaving his ...garden number with the family with the ill rakai pup but somehow they had found it out. Not many ssashirk with gardens here in the city, and the only other one was... hibernating or something. "Dear Scary lizard Mister Flare; Thank you for helping Poppy. He is feeling better, and even went for a walk with me yesterday. Mama says you and Shabby are welcome to come say hi anytime. Siri" A doodle in black ink of a spotted rakai with a big smile and looking bigger then Shabh; And a smaller doodle of an orange rakai with blob wings and a big smile next to him, with a doodle bipedal monster with a long tail and big wings next to him, breathing...chili peppers? Had to fight to keep a straight face there. It made the leaf scatter look at him in an odd manner. No, several of the plant creatures looked at him in an odd manner; the bipedal winged lizard just seemed in a really good mood after getting that piece of paper. Somehow. 81 6.20
An unexplained warmth that wasn't fever or embarassment filled Flare's chest as he reread the note again. It felt... good. Warm and welcoming. Like the little girl had posted a hug into the thank you note. It made him feel good that his plant knowledge wasn't just a personal hobby, and did something right. Might even need to make up some of that growing pains mixture up for his own Shabh at some point. Pup would be growing like a weed soon; and to how big, Flare didn't honestly know. Petunia's size? Mental image cropped up of the brown and orange splattered pup with those big skeletal wings being about the size of a wolf. Flare didn't know what a wolf looked like, the rakai were bigger then any dog. He had a name at last for the scatter creature; Jani. Leaf. Uncommon but it would work. Leaf Squirrel if he had to write it down for the Warden's record; though why would that even be needed... Said Jani seemed to be fitting into the pachee pride with ease. The lead male's initial acceptance seemed to let his blood relations and the odd duck out know that this wasn't a bloodthirsty pachee eating creature. 82 7.20
Anything but; and a very adept climber too; Twice now, Flare watched the little brat squirrel race his way up the trunk of the big old oak in his plot and start hoarding acorns. Or throwing them down. He'd stepped on several already, flattening the seed, squashing the innards. Springtime would be a lot of baby oak saplings. The pachee didn't seem to mind trying out this new, already squashed tree berry. Though none of them seemed to like the seeds the day after the squashing. The soil must sour the taste or something. Didn't know. Leaves joined the acorns on the ground as the season progressed further into fall. It wasn't but a few days but still felt a long time. The ssashirk had to work on a routine; because now he had an animal, a 'pet', who relied on said routine. Shabh needed/wanted food several times a day, and subsequent 'outings'. The pup needed to vent off his energy before he got it into his pup head that the plant creatures separated by a dinky little fence were perfectly chaseable. It didn't stop him from poking his muzzle through the fence and yipping at anything. 83 8.20
He had to ask, but if you mixed manure into the compost, and then into the soil, it made for a very good fertilizer in small quantities. Although it didn't thrill the ssashirk into the idea of slitting open every bag of dog ...droppings and mixing them into the compost. Maybe every now and then; the pup did 'go' a lot. Did leaf scatters like being fertilized? In which he had to wonder where all the trash went in the city; was it buried? Incinerated? Aged into decay? He didn't know, and personally didn't want to know. The less trash around, the less Shabh had to explore into. Without knowing what to do, the pup remained almost constantly on his leash, attached to an old spike that he'd found while turning over some soil near the trees, buried and held to a point of 'access'. He could venture around anywhere the leash let him reach, and hopefully keep himself out of SQUEAK trouble. Right, the drake forgot about the squeaky toys in the crate of things he kept in his tent. Toys were something that the rakai took to like water; happily fishing out the most annoying one and squeaking it lightly in his maw. It was designed for sarane. 84 9.20
Imagine the Warden's surprise that the ssashirk had acquired himself a high maitenence carnivore; and thank god no seekers or vulticus. Ahem; didn't... really like em. Childhood nightmare of being chased and treed for a few hours by those species. Thank goodness neither of them were climbers; young phil on the other hand...learn to be a flying squirrel. He found his way out to the ssashirk's plot to find him putting out jerky for the pup, tied to a stake on the other side of his fence. "New pet there? Cute little pup." he calls out, letting himself in with no second thoughts. Did privacy mean anything to the Warden? Nope. The creatures this guy kept scattered before him, one of those pachee had a strange tail, more like a leaf as it disappeared into the brush. "Shabh." Flare greeted, and pointed down at the chowing rakai. The warden nodded, noting the youth of the pup and his little skeletal wings. He'd heard of the rakai being dragon dogs; but only the tiny little scales on his limbs were really giving the idea of 'dragon'. "In the garden or no?" Flare shakes his head and motions to the dog on other side of the fence. "Good, good. Alright, thats all I wanted to do today. Chao." 85 5/8, 8/16 10.20
What would it matter to him if Flare kept the dog creature on one side of the fence or another? Simply paperwork; and the Warden hadn't recently seen the baakir, but knew it roamed the plots as it pleased. After all, very few people even kept one outside, and could walk right over most fences. Damn thing was like a giraffe already, despite being the 'jungle' color. But he did a few notes on the clipboard that never left his side, marking the dragon man had a new pet, and with luck a bit more incline to leave the garden more frequently. Poor guy acted a hermit. As he was leaving, Shabh had managed to manuver himself into having his paws put on the fence, watching over it and watching the Warden go by. They glanced at each other; and only innocent curiosity inhabited those eyes; such a young and innocent pup. His inner gut still didn't like dog creatures. 'Interesting' Flare watched the two glance at each other as the monkey-kinkajou-lemur thing walked away. Was he less inclined to visit now that he kept a carnivore? No, thats unlikely. From the treetop, the leaf scatter Jani paused in reaching for an acorn. There was a suspcious lookig black claw reaching out from under a bush to retrieve a wayward berry. Nobody really knew what the leg belonged to that was attached to the claw, but it was small. Very small. A bit dry looking too. Interesting... Nope. ACORN 86 11.20
The little black leg actually belonged to the mussimander; who hardly ever interacted with the masses of everything in the garden. Usually hiding under their own portion of mulch, the little black lizard shuffled uncomfortably. It itched. Before spring, for mussimander it was typical to shed their mushrooms and allow new ones to grow in all year long. However the shedding process itched something awful. No longer picked for the mushrooms for making those stinky tails that made anything mate with whatever looked at them, the mussimander simply just didn't bother with anyone else. Or even the giant who had captured it in his sleep? At least the place where the mussimander had been released was about as safe, if not easier to find food then the cellar of humans. Cellar had no outside; this was all outside. The creature flattened out as the itches subsided for a short period of time. 87 6.20
Shabh was having a bad day. He was hungry, his big lizard wasn't back yet from wherever he decided to go of to, and he was BORED. Resting his head on his paws, the rakai's tail floped back and forth, not even close to in tune with a clock. He'd already dug a hole, buried a half chewed item of some sort, barked at the garden thingys that his lizard kept, and ate his meal, marked his territory, and chewed bones. and had water. Yeah, he was bored, and getting a mite bit worried. The lizard wasn't back yet. Where was he? But someone had fed him at least. That was good. For soem reason, he smelled his lizard... but it smelled wrong. Where? "The next time you do something so reckless, at least make sure to look out for yourself." came a familiar sharp tone. And the sound of two... at least two pairs of feet. He also smelled others. 88 - x.20
Twilight-Claw: Awesome for you Nadia! <3
Jul 3, 2020 17:00:21 GMT -6
Nadia: hey no problem!! it may take me a bit to get used to things but i hope i can help lighten the load. :3
Jul 3, 2020 15:32:05 GMT -6
Riku: Oh yay! A new staff member to help us! <3
Jul 3, 2020 15:09:28 GMT -6
Fanged: Hooray! Thanks Nadia for stepping up to the plate. <3
Jul 3, 2020 14:39:19 GMT -6
Darky: I may have looked into things before.. x3
Jul 3, 2020 4:58:37 GMT -6
Riku: I love it when you walk into a room like "Oh, ye, hear thine wisdom." <3 It never ceases to amaze me.
Jul 3, 2020 4:10:33 GMT -6
Darky: From what I've looked at things over the years, both sides are actually correct: the elements do need some fleshing out, but they are also very much their own types of style/flavour/effect as well. Still, one doesn't have to compromise the other x3
Jul 3, 2020 2:23:22 GMT -6
Riku: I think Morgan's attempt was less of a "do this now plz?" and more of a "Can we simply acknowledge that this is where we eventually want to go?" -shrug- // Congrats to the agility winners! <3
Jul 2, 2020 21:34:18 GMT -6
Riku: For instance, elements can be perceived different than usual. Like Shadow not being evil, or acid being direct and immediate harsh damage rather than a DOT. Things can also get interesting when you mix elements. So imagine a DOT cold move, etc.
Jul 2, 2020 21:33:19 GMT -6
Riku: I also came to the conclusion about every element having the different techs, but like mentioned it would be a massive overhaul so I just didn't mention it. lol I do feel like elements should be more flavor than technique, therefore all having all techs.
Jul 2, 2020 21:30:49 GMT -6
Morgan: I wish I could thumbs-up a cboxpost. /laugh/ If the nerf goes through, they could be made NRS and nerfed down to the other similar moves. But this was just the heart of my first suggestion here, I was hoping to make more as time goes on.
Jul 2, 2020 20:01:13 GMT -6
Haix: We have moves like deluge/harsh gust that cost 7/8 tp, deal 10 fit damage, but lack the NRS modifier that would make them as powerful. Maybe they could be altered slightly to be on a similar level as they have the same cost?
Jul 2, 2020 19:59:20 GMT -6
Morgan: You're right, they're not suited for the only fighting we've ever had on site up to this point.
Jul 2, 2020 19:59:14 GMT -6
Morgan: I agree, but we definitely Do Not Have Those at the moment.
Jul 2, 2020 19:58:55 GMT -6
Aster: Mmm, I dunno if they're not 'good' so much as not really suited for the only type of fighting we have access to, which is one on one. I think the metagame would be pretty different with like, the boss battle type fights Skylark had been workshopping before
Jul 2, 2020 19:58:07 GMT -6
Morgan: I know that curses/poisons are a thing, but there's a reason no one uses those. They aren't technically... Good. (Not with fltnrs10 around. While someone is trying to drain the person's stuff, which doesn't work with hardy anyway, the fltnrs10 kills.)
Jul 2, 2020 19:54:14 GMT -6
Morgan: And if it isn't overpowered for one element to have the tech, then it shouldn't be for others (obvious exception is physical) because the same rules go for all resistances/immunities save for physical. Nothing was meant to be resistant to every element.
Jul 2, 2020 19:51:51 GMT -6
Morgan: Doing it in pieces would be best, because other than spirit's little blurbs (which we've changed other things before for the good of the site) the elements aren't really set in stone with tech choices. Moves were added fairly often before.
Jul 2, 2020 19:49:01 GMT -6
Morgan: I know, but I've been suggesting it for... Quite some time.
Jul 2, 2020 19:47:55 GMT -6
Aster: That would be a pretty big rehaul of the current movepool P:
Jul 2, 2020 19:47:35 GMT -6