[Creation Event] Creating a thing in the CC&DD. Come halp? Jul 1, 2020 14:57:22 GMT -5 Saerfall likes this
Post by Ichor on Jul 1, 2020 14:57:22 GMT -5
The wispy white strands that live on the floor of the Colorwave Coast swipe against the Godborn's ankles as she stands among them and the rest of their kind. The Sea Sphere that hangs above the grass is teeming with life; she can see so many different colours and shapes wading around in the water, even from the field she's standing in.
Before her is an endless plane of grass, with only rainbow tiles imposing any kind of diversity to the landscape. The Sea Sphere floats above everything, mocking it with its fish friends that have all sorts of colours, suits and types. Even the area itself is named after the water, with no attention paid to the land below.
Dioscuri takes a seat on the ground and her booty is enveloped by friendly blades of white, and she starts typing to the general blobling populous in the way that she's seen Ichor do before.
You receive a message, and the sender of it is labeled DiosandCuri. Should you choose to read it, you find that it says...
Heya! :} I'm out here in the Colorwave Coast and Dampwater Darks and I think the grass feels lonely. Wanna come out here and help me make something to help cheer it up? Ichor does these things all the time but she's taking too long and the grass can't take it for much longer.
If you wanna help, reply with 'LONELYNOMORE'. :}
Shortly after the Godborn blobling sends out the mass missive, blobs begin popping in before her, phasing into existence with a cute little 'pop' sound to mark their arrival. More and more appear, and as they do, it starts to sound like someblobby's making popcorn... why did she make a sound effect for this, again?
It becomes quite obvious how much the population of the world is multiplying as the sheer amount of voices doubles and triples within moments. The first one of these Creation Events had hundreds of blobs, and now there are thousands... and the number hasn't stopped climbing. Bloblings keep appearing, appearing, and appearing some more: big ones, small ones, ones the size of her head!
The Godborn Blobling sits at the middle of it all, a huge grin lighting up her face as she has to stand to be able to see the end of the still-growing crowd.
"Hiya, bloodfriends. It's good to see all of you here, probably - sooooo, what d'you wanna make?"
Her voice leaves her at a normal volume, but even the blobs arriving late are able to hear her with perfect clarity. Shenanigans? Shenanigans.