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Bloblings have noticed mysterious, gooey bloblings popping up in the world. Many bloblings are weary of them because of their resemblance to the tar from the tar pits, which have been known to eat bloblings for something called 'breakfast'.
01/09/23 Hey there!
It's September now!
We've updated the Art Prompts and Writing Prompts with some new stuff for September, as ever. I can't believe we're getting so close to the end of the year. o-o
It's going to be an Evolution Phase this month! Get prepared for the blobbles of the site to grow up into a new appearance that's all their own. We look forward to seeing what you come up with for your little dudes! The new mods will be opening up art slots to complete your blobs' new artwork. aaaaaa exciting~
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His mouth twitched in an aborted smile at Kip’s suggestion. “Unfortunately, no.” He said regretfully. “It feels like a wasted opportunity, but let’s drop this off then.” Trotting along with Kip up to the alter he placed their gift along side the others. Paused in thought. Then almost impulsively, adjusted the orb so that it was more in line and ‘orderly’ with the rest. That should be appreciated right? He huffed to himself before vaguely addressing the empty air as others had. “Thank you for what you add to this world” Then he recalled that even though he hadn’t really interacted with the goddess Kip had. Flashing a smirk at the pup he added, “And for tolerating Kip’s behavior. That is tremendously appreciated.” Then, smirk still in place, he bobbed his head at the pup as if to suggest it was his turn.
Serenity watched their surroundings with impressed curiosity. There was not a speck of dirt to be found! Waiting until a quieter moment Serenity approached with her cuteacups still balanced neatly on her head. Once she was close enough she floated lower, closer to it so she may tilt herself ever so slightly forward making them gently tumble onto the stage.
Sure, Serenity followed Themis, and was in utter awe of everything so far they had come across, but what does she say? Should she say anything? What if she accidentally disrespects her? Lifting her face a little higher she considered her words carefully. Then, she spoke her voice as light as a feather giving away some of the wonder she felt, "Thank you, great goddess, for providing peace and the order you stand for." Serenity was about to turn away when she added a little more much quieter this time, "I.." She hesitated, "I hope that I may learn to understand more so I may too do more to assist you." She paused again as if deciding if she truly wished to say the last part. Realizing she was likely holding people up she quickly added in an even smaller voice, "I also hope someday I will become more evolved and beautiful like you are."
As soon as she finished saying that last piece she quickly floated away her face flushed a little from the embarrassment she didn't know she would feel.
Kali was still undecided if her gift was even worthy enough to be given. She did simply grab something that was already near her that she thought that they might appreciate a little. Oh, well, it was too late for that now anyway. She sauntered over holding the large wiggling group of Themisfish in front of her and held them over the stage. She squinted a little at the tank of themisfish following it up to the ceiling. In her head, she gauged how difficult it would be to actually just toss the fish into it, but there was no way she could get them all up and over with their guaranteed safety. So she resigned to boringly just setting them down.
She rolled her shoulders and moved her arms a little to adjust to no longer having to carry the weight of all of the fish and mutter something to Themis under her breath, "Heya, uh. Thanks for letting me visit I guess. I suppose I might end up actually doing you some good fighting bad guys and all that. Well, sorta. Maybe. I guess we'll see." Looking to the side she called that good enough.
Avalora noticed Alistair, she had caught his name during the introductions, was sort of trapped behind the gathering of blobs that hadn't gone yet. She had already seen that he had carried a gift so as he turned to her looking like he needed help she was already scooping him up. A few instances of ‘excuse us’ and the two easily made it through the crowd to the alter and she placed Alistair by the designated gifting spot. Since she was here as well she dipped a bow in the direction that Reinala and the others had spoken to. “I’m sorry” She started a bit sheepishly, “I didn’t end up bringing anything, but I do hope you are doing well since we last met. Thank you for all that you do and for gifting us with Reinala’s presence as well.” She kept it short and stepped back to give Alaster, who had actually brought a gift, more time with the goddess.
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Post by Saint Judas on Sept 29, 2020 18:48:26 GMT -5
The city was, from what Quinnsing could see and what he could further infer by what he could not see yet, massive. He supposed he shouldn't have expected anything less though, given how much time Reinala had had largely to herself, with only occasional help from other bloblings, and the likely inherited incessant need for order and structure. If he had to guess, much of that time had been spent building, then obsessively improving and expanding. The question really was, who was this city for, and what had driven Reinala's passion for it? Herself? Those she hoped to invite within it? Or was she trying to make a home for her mother, or something at least her mother could look fondly upon?
A question for another time... perhaps. Though as one not aligned under Themis or particularly in favor of the goddess, having only had a few largely neutral interactions with her, Quinnsing wasn't sure if Reinala would care too much for his questions or his time. He had an eternity to wait though, he considered. Things came in their own time. Reinala was steering the conversation along now, addressing the offerings, and pointing out that the logical first stop before the tour began would be to deliver the gifts. A statement Quinnsing had to agree with, since the current easiest way for him to carry the offering was in his jaws, which made speaking a process requiring him to set it down and retrieve it again after. His jaws were tough enough that he would have to be carrying it a while before they ached, but the freedom of movement was still something to be appreciated.
The white fox-like creature turned and began walking. Curiously, she didn't make a sound, something Quinnsing only noticed in the first moments, before the others began moving as well. His own claws clicked subtly on the glass floor, yet her hooves, gem-like and solid, didn't. He wondered, a moment briefly, if she was floating slightly, or if she had found a way to make her hooves silent some other way. She moved down to the center path, towards the massive domed building, something that seemed somehow fitting to the nature of the godborn and her mother as well. The lavender tint, however, was interesting, something that was a feature of Reinala's makeup, but not Themis at all. It seemed, as they drew closer, to be scales, rather then glass, and Quinnsing's gaze strayed to the windows for a long moment, sapphire and silver eyes admiring the craftsmanship. It reflected the light, and seemed almost to hold light of its own that seemed to shimmer and dance. Were they not in motion, and his mouth full, he would have given his appreciation to Reinala for it, he hadn't seen such a thing before. She had poured much time and passion into this building.
Reinala opened the door with a press of her paw. The scaled theme continued, a soft lilac carpet leading the way, seats lined with scaled silken pillows and a polished glimmering floor. Each part looked pristine, the floor shining and completely smooth, and tapestries hanging from the walls between the windows, their nature painting her in complete radiance and grace. This was a place dedicated solely to the worship and love of the goddess. That much was obvious, with passion poured into it entirely. It was too strong for his taste, but Quinnsing could not deny the work Reinala had put into it. Her dedication was impressive.
Reinala moved down the carpet towards a stage at the back, and with the other Quinnsing padded after. There was a tank against the far wall, Themisfish floating and swimming slowly within it. The fox's gaze seemed to focus on the fish within the tank as she spoke, and she addressed them as though they were Themis herself, her voice hissing out softly. She seemed stronger in the temple, confident, turning as she finished back to the crowd, the tank framing her figure behind you, making her more rigid and commanding as she spoke now to them, stating they could approach and leave their gifts now, and speak to Themis. With that, she moved to the side, Dioscuri moving behind her to offer a more warm contrast to Reinala's stern visage.
Quinnsing nodded, dipping his head, and letting those eager to be first go ahead, the dragon padded steadily to the stage, his long sinuous tail waving behind him. Raising his chin, and arching his neck, he carefully set the papyrill wrapped object down, and set his teeth into the paper and pulling it away to set it beside the object. It was a ferroweed sculpture, one of a serpent-like figure, long and snake-like with hair that seemed to resemble Themis' standard visage falling about its snout and a pony-tail snaking to pool on the ground. It was wrapped around a smaller blob-like figure, one familiar to some perhaps, but not to all, a young Reinala with only the scalled fluff of a fox-tail sprouting from her otherwise basic body. It was rough around the edges, the features molded by paws and claws as gently as Quinnsing could in his body, but the nature of it still tried to speak to the bond between the two, characterizing Themis as fully serpentine, the whole piece a solid white. He didn't know her well personally, but he had noted that her nature seemed... thusly inspired, especially if the body type of Themis-fish was anything to go by.
"I am not your follower, but you have been pleasant to me in our passings, and I have had the pleasure of meeting and assisting you directly in the youth of this world, if only briefly. Your daughter has clearly spent much time and work on this temple, and has gone through much troubles to find her place in this world. I bear witness to this all, and endeavor to remember. Forgive any clumsiness in my work, perhaps another time I will be able to have features better made to mold such materials and fine details. You know much that I would hope to learn one day, and hold much information I would endeavor to collect, and I can appreciate some of what you have done, even if I cannot agree to hold to your beliefs." He stepped back, his gaze flicking to Reinala, curious at her reaction to this, before looking back to the others, seeing what they were offering themselves.
Post by grimmreminder on Sept 29, 2020 18:50:11 GMT -5
|| Alistair ||
Alistair of course caught the glance Dioscuri had in their direction, specifically towards Avalora who he now knew the name of. He watched their pacing intently, until the godborn stopped and the other godborn beside them, Reinala, spoke up once more. He then directed his gaze towards them. He.. didn't expect a direct reply really, there were still way too many blobs for that, but he did at least find the answer to the question. Themis' temple! Of course, thats where he could drop off his little gift to the goddess whom Reinala called 'mother'. It was shortly after these thoughts concluded, that Avalora had began to move again, and after being set down during the meeting, he was still quick to follow. Kali got separated in this time but.. he was sure he'd see her again anyways as he followed the others to the temple. Following Reinala's lead, it was a rather.. large and even more extravagant place than the outdoors. The brightness of the even shinier floors left him squinting for a moment as his eyes adjusted to the cleanliness and.. shine? Of this place. It was a lot to take in really, from the beautifully depicted windows, down to the very seats themselves that lined the temple's exterior. It was.. proper, fitting even, for that of a God. It felt both.. welcoming and unsettling almost at the same time. Like a lake that was about to erupt into tiny ripples due to a skipped stone. The stone representing even the smallest of mistakes in such a cleanly place. Hm. Either way, he still clutched his little gift to Themis with his tail- mind still reeling from this place as he was patiently waiting for his turn.
As the bloblings all went up to give their gifts one by one, he was struggling to find a way to really get up to the stage to drop his own off. His frustrations seemed to have been noticed by Avalora as he was scooped up and carried closer to the stage. He let out a small " Thank you. " to Avalora in return for her kindness once again. He.. didn't know her very well, but she was a very sweet individual. The sweetest blob he had met yet, and he would be happy to possibly consider her a friend once this tour was all over, and maybe be able to ask her more about Dioscuri. Given that it was pretty obvious they at least had SOME sort of connection. Regardless, he was finally dropped off at the stage and he was quick to place his flower beside the growing collection of objects- letting Avalora finish her speech before speakin up himself. " Well, I don't know too much about you yet Themis, being new and all. Given that you're a goddess though, you probably know all about me and the other blobs. So well, thank you and your godborn for giving me a chance and letting me into the haven. I hope you appreciate the gift, though I wasn't really sure what all you'd like. " he finished his statement there.. pausing in his words before just giving the best nod he could to finish his statements. With that, he bounced backwards to rejoin Avalora and the other bloblings. " You said you.. have met Themis? Is there anything you could tell me about them? " Okay- so he didn't beat around the bush too much. He was curious and he was waiting for everyone to finish so they could all continue as well. " Oh, and thank you again for helping me get up there. I truly do appreciate it. I'm just curious, and trying to learn. "
"Kip sat at Evrah's side, watching his adjustments to the orbs presentation. He would have been happy just walking off, after that, but Evrah...Ev challenged him. He didn't quite know if Ev meant anything deeper by it, but the shit eating grin on the pups face could be seen by everyone. "What now?" Kip stiffled a laugh, muttering as a paw reached back to playfully swipe at the orb. "Whaddya mean, my behavior-"
Hey now, yer in Reinala's home, a small voice of reason stopped him before his paw got far. Be you, but don't freakin' wreck the place. His expression showed a bit of annoyance at his good senses...that Evrah taught him, no less! Fully blaming the snakeblob for this, he furrowed his brow in mock anger before turning back to the altar, looking mischievous again.
"Hey there...hook, book, bork, bog, umm... meowler, howler, log." Kip spoke his utter nonsense towards the fish as his paw gently pushed Evrah's orb askew. "'n thanks for cyrills, they're pretty great." Then, with another (quite put on) wounded look to Evrah, he sulked over to one of the seats, muttering something about "can't have no more fun..."
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Eela catches Reinala's eye as she does twirls and swirls around the Temple floors. Most here seem to be being good, irreverent little roundlings... but Eela appears to be enjoying herself. She isn't simply along for the ride, she's basking. The fox-blob focuses on her, seeing the ends of her dress flip up, and how her arms float slightly from the momentum she's producing. Lavender colours her cheeks as she thinks that, despite all of the marvelous things she's made for Mother that smatter the walls of this Temple... she's staring at a blobling.
While she's feeling flustered and trying to redirect her attention, she steps on a gem and nearly yelps, picking it up and regarding the pink little thing with frustrated eyes... and then fondness. She looks to Draco and then tucks it between two of the gems in her ears. She can't deny that it annoys her that they're uneven in number now, but it's for a good cause. She'll just fix it later when she's alone. >__>;;;
A lump of gifts has amassed on the stage, the vast majority of them some type of flora. Galanthillas are the most common, and things made from them... of course, cooking on Terrea is somewhat primitive at this point, so a few lightly charred galanthilla wheeple wheat balls and other such creations sit among the others. What? It's hard to master cooking inside of a vulkiln. They're kinda either off or setting shit on fire, okay?
When the last of the bloblings have trickled away from the back of the Temple, it's bathed in a searing white light, and everything upon it disappears. Moments later, some of you hear something within your minds...
bobaTJ And I thank you for giving me a tour of Terrea's plant life. It seems these were collected at different times - this was not something simply thrown together, and I appreciate that.
SushiDragon101 Upon taking your concoction apart, I'm inclined to say that you have good instincts for ratios. They are rather similar to what I remember from the Old World.
admiral While others have presented gems as well, I see that you've taken some time to make the edges on yours more true.
hithere You were smart to give me something fox-shaped, as my daughter herself is fox-shaped. I will treasure this. It is imperfect, just as she is.
gigglecake There was a time when I would have loved to have been called a Queen.
gigglecake I am susprised there are bloblings with such an intuitive understanding of physics on Terrea.
Vixeona ... for your sake, I am happy that you reconsidered. While I am here already, however, I wish to warn you - I would reconsider your recent closeness with Eris. He is planning something.
Saint Judas It is peculiar to think that, despite bloblings not aging in the traditional sense, Reinala had a childhood. Thank you for capturing it so.
Reinala gives an ample buffer of silence so as to not interrupt her Mother if she does indeed find herself moved enough by any of the gifts to speak directly to a blob. Hey, it's unlikely... but possible!
Then, she claims her place at the end of the long carpet and turns her attention towards the crowd. There are far fewer bloblings around you now than when you were outside the city walls, but a surprising number have made it into the dome with you. It's a huge building, but most blobs seem to be trying to stay on the carpet in the center and it's feeling rather tight. Blobs are having to lean over to see past wings, heads and more.
"Thank you for your giftsss. Before we begin the tour of the city in earnest, I thought it most appropriate to bring you here first, as thisss is the focal point of the White City - this is Themis' Temple, a structure built as a tribute to the Goddess of Order. If you can see only one building today, it ssshould be this one. I believe it goes without sssaying, but pleassse do not harm anything you see here, and do not litter or rearrange any of the items even slightly; they are where they are for a reason. If you use something, treat it with the utmossst care and return it when you are done.
Here, we ponder Order, keep things tidy, and avoid the Chaos that comes with Life as much as possible. Occasionally, I will take the ssstage and dispense knowledge as I sssee fit; most times, this knowledge relatesss to morality and what Mother and I believe should be done in a multitude of situationsss. We believe that repetition and guidance will, over time, make the beings upon Terrea much more likely to behave in a manner that benefits those around them as well as themselves."
The fox blob blinks once or twice and shifts in place. "... now that I have finissshed ssspeaking, I will asssk all of you to pleassse gather on the carpet." Then, after providing some time for everyblobby to move, she taps the floor twice and all of the scaled seats sink into the ground as if it's quicksand, their entire mass disappearing beneath the surface like they've been swallowed. After a slight delay, a pregnant pause, a very large, white table and many lavender-backed white metal chairs emerge from the floor, filling the space that was left vacant for only moments. Dioscuri prances over with a stack of flat, metallic discs in one hand and begins setting the table, confirming that the floor is no longer liquid by stepping on it... if it was ever a liquid and not a solid in the first place. Really, it's hard to tell when floors are eating things.
"Apologiesss. You may now traverssse the floorsss normally. Once Dioscuri isss done sssetting up the table, you may all take a ssseat if you wisssh... I believe I have prepared enough for all of you."
It takes a bit, the smallest of bits, but Dioscuri whips back and forth - between the table and a mysterious door beside the stage - at a speed she has no right going and the table is dressed in but a few flicks of a blob's tail. With a smooth swipe of her paw, Reinala pulls back all of the chairs at once and hops up on the seat at the head of the table at the end that sits closest to the stage. Once you take a seat, if you do, what has been placed upon the table becomes more obvious to you. A large, transparent glass-like vessel with a spout is steaming at the center-most part of the table. You can see a mass of petals at the bottom of a bunch of water and said water is slightly milky; astute bloblings who are familiar with the world's flora will recognize the mass as a collection galanthilla petals.
Each being has been provided with a metal plate and a small, white cup, but considering most blobs only have access to what they can build themselves - and not all blobs are meant to be builders - the cup looks strikingly even, as if built by a machine. Two handles jut from the cup; likely, this is Reinala's attempt to account for multiple body shapes - or, perhaps, she just wanted the cups to be symmetrical.
Glistening, golden loaves of bread sit upon much larger metal plates. There are three of them, placed centrally, and the bread is a new thing to many of the blobs seated at the table. Most of Terrea's denizens lack the knowledge that bread was ever a thing, and most don't think to grind up a wheeple's wheat and mix it with golden fish fins... but that appears to be what Reinala has done, plus or minus a few steps. The end result is a pillowy, milky, sproingy loaf with large pockets of air. And instead of being white on the inside, it's an even more brilliant shade of gold.
Each loaf has been pre-cut into slices, conveniently.
A ring of many differently coloured goops sits around each bread plate, and again, blobs with knowledge of the planet's flora will recognize the colours as those of a poffdula. It appears Themis' Godborn has prepared a delicate tasting platter of poffdula nectar. While many of the flavours are punchy on their own, eaten with bread they're much more tolerable, and even pleasant!
"I have ssset up sssome food for all of you. I am aware that mossst of you likely do not eat... but if you wisssh to taste what I have prepared for you, it isss available. Do not hesssitate to tassste it - to me, the golden loaf dipped in the purple poffdula fruit nectar is deliciousss. I have alssso prepared sssome galanthilla tea for you." A twinge of pride oozes from the fox-blob's mouth as she speaks of the tea.
Dioscuri picks up the giant pitcher of milky liquid and begins to pour a portion in everyblobby's cup, whispering a soft 'if you don't drink it, I will' to each person as she does. The pitcher isn't even half empty when she puts it back in its spot. The galanthilla tea is an absolute boon - if you drink some, you find that it tastes like the purest vanilla extract mixed with a light, floral tea whose taste reminds you of the smell of a carnation. It is unlike any other galanthilla tea on the planet - it's like the petals themselves have been blessed, or put through a race where only the bestest petals got to be part of the tea. It tastes like you're drinking a magical artifact more-so than a food, something to be savoured and not rushed. It demands sipping.
Ichor's Godborn takes whichever seat is available when she's done pouring, but if it's available, she takes the one directly across from Reinala.
"Kk! Let's put this stuff in our mouth and mush it all up with our mouth stones." Dioscuri takes the very largest slice of bread from the very middle of the loaf closest to her like an asshole and begins tearing it up on her plate, creating several dippable strips.
A blob that has large, inky black wings tastes a long drag of the tea and their eyes go wide. They let out a guttural groan that makes Reinala's ears twitch.
"OH MY THEMIS, THAT'S GOOD."
Reinala wrinkles her nose, a lavender colour creeping into her cheeks as she tries to process whether to scold the blob for using her mother's name like that - something about it makes her feel uneasy - or to thank it for the compliment.
Suddenly, whether you chose to sit down for tea or not, as long as you're in the Temple with the others... you feel like this is a good moment for some chatting. You're in a room with two Godborns and supposedly some of the most moral souls on Terrea - you could probably chat with the others taking the tour, or maybe ask one of the Godborns a question.
You feel as if you have a choice. If you wish to do so, you may take one of the following actions by clearly stating at the end of your post - after all of your role play text - that you have chosen either option 1 or 2.
1 - Speak to Reinala. (Please ask your question/make your comment in your post.) 2 - Speak to Dioscuri. (Please ask your question/make your comment in your post.)
Your questions will have consequences - it is a very real possibility that you may anger the Godborns to the point of removing you from the tour or even harming you, depending on your question/comment. You have been warned.
Last Edit: Sept 29, 2020 19:19:50 GMT -5 by Saerfall
Karis preens with delight as their Offering is answered with an appreciation of its edges. It holds no illusions: its gift is of surface importance at best, and the best gifts shine all the way to their core.
Speaking of which, it's just like this galanthilla tea and assorted refreshments! Absolutely beautiful, down to the very last drop. Karis admires its brilliance, and wonders-- should it dedicate its life's works to the pursuit of delicious delicacies?
Ah, perhaps not. After all, the splendor of food is only but one of life's many beautiful things. But perhaps it could inspire someone back home to take such matters into account? Sprucing up one's hearth and home, is too, an innately beautiful pursuit.
For this reason, Karis turns to Reinala, a smile on its face. "Dear host! What wonderful accommodations! I do not have much experience with galanthilla-- would you regale me other recipes that best bring out its sublime flavor?"
“It’s no problem.” Avalora dipped her head in a nod to Alister’s question, “I’ve only met her once. It feels like it’s been a while, but the gods had put together a haunted house for us in the swamps.” She wondered if the house still stood briefly before she continued, “The gods had been at odds with each other after…” She shot a sympathetic glance at Reinala. She had been born after the Trial but had heard of it, if only vaguely. “Well, it was the first event Ichor and Themis held together after they had been so divided. It was enjoyable and Themis was lovely and-” She recalled the goat Themis had summoned, slaughtered, and cooked. She winced a bit. “Educational. I’m glad they had the chance to make up with each other though. I hope they’ve stayed in touch since.”
As Reinala directed them to the carpet and Avalora followed along with her instruction obediently, she looked mildly concerned and wondered if she should reach out to Ichor to be see how her goddess was holding up. At least let her know that she was thinking of her in case her goddess was busy.
When the table and chairs cropped up she moved to seat near a corner. She flipped her tail feathers and ribbons out so they wouldn’t get pinned down underneath her as she set her booty in the chair and thanked Dioscuri as she served the tea. She collected a slice of the bread and took Reinala’s advice with the purple poff and gathered it on her plate. She delicately lifted the cup with both hands- it had two handles after all- and sipped at it’s contents. She immediately understood both the black blob’s outburst and Dioscuri’s ‘I’ll take it if you don’t’ and continued sipping it thoughtfully as she considered a dilemma.
This was Reinala’s home. Reinala was hosting this event. It was Reinala who deserved to be the focus of this. The little fox was trying and doing wonderfully and… everything in her wanted to talk to Dioscuri more. As she delayed talking to anyone further for a moment- including her new little friend Alister- she continued to sip at the tea. Enjoying the taste all over again it created an odd wave of emotions that circulated from delight, to worry, to guilt and back. Then finally coming to a decision she firmly set the cup down and turned to Reinala.
“You’ve done a wonderful job putting all of this together and thank you again for having us.” She smiled though it weakened as she hesitated before continuing, “After this tour of your lovely home, might we be able to visit again?”
Eela was completely unaware that she was being watched, which was probably for the best. She continued in her blissful exploration of the temple until the blinding white glow filled the room. Eela turned quickly and saw the last moment of their gifts disappearing into the ether. So Themis was here, then! Something about being in the presence of a god excited Eela. Sure, she had taken part in the creation of the Colorwave Coasts, but this was different somehow. She was in Themis' own temple now. She had never even seen Themis before. The lilac blobling grinned again, but her awe was broken by...more awe. Her eyes widened as a voice filled her head.
And I thank you for giving me a tour of Terrea's plant life. It seems these were collected at different times - this was not something simply thrown together, and I appreciate that.
Wow! Oh, wow! Eela giggled briefly and clapped her hands over her mouth in embarrassment. A voice! Themis' voice! She looked up, as if somehow Themis was on the roof or in the sky with the stars. The domed ceiling sure did seem to imply that, didn't it? Her attention drifted back down to Terrea when the request was made for everyone to gather on the carpet. Eela jogged back in and waited with bated breath for whatever was going to happen. She trusted in Reinala to not put them in any danger, and she trusted that this was actually Reinala. She had been the only one here, after all!
Eela's eyes widened as the table and chairs rose up. You couldn't guess just from looking at a table what it was for, but her attention was piqued. They were all invited in for tea, and Eela took the seat catty-corner and across from Reinala. Eela was not one for eating. What a beautiful meal for her very first one!
Curiosity was key in the creation of Eela's plate. She was absolutely going to try the purple goop, but she wanted to try the others too, even if they did match the aesthetic less.
"If you don't drink it, I will." Eela laughed at the little passing comment and shook her head. "I will."
When the bread plate and knife were finally relinquished, Eela gave a gently "May I?" to the last bread-cutting blob and took a slice herself, neither greedily large nor pityingly small. There needed to be enough for everyone, but this food had been made for enjoying. Should someone else miss out, she would surely cut from her own portion for them.
Eela took little bits of the different goops, dipped a small piece of bread in and took a bite, then smiled in surprise. Amazing! She had had mouth-rocks all along, but hadn't been entirely sure what they were for. This must be it. She then took the cup in her hands, as the others
Oh. Oh wow. Inappropriate or not, she understood the blobling who called out. She had no flavors to compare the tea to, had barely known that gallathia were edible, and these here soaked leaves were divine, perhaps literally. She closed her eyes a moment before taking another sip.
Starry pupils turned toward Reinala again. Further down the table, a winged blob asked if it would be possible to return. Oh, Eela hoped so. A tour would be incredible, but to stay and truly be able to explore? Oh, and she had so many questions, herself!
"This is amazing," she said to Reinala, and glanced upward again, "This is all so amazing." Amazing, and beautiful. The temple looked so much like Reinala, but had the temple been created in her image, or vice versa? Or was it all for Themis, and based on her vision? Eela couldn't say for certain, aside from the fact that the Themisfish were pale and scaled and shimmering. And, speaking of the fish, were these all rescued from the Coasts, or had they spawned here? Or had they come from here? Oh, she had so much she wanted to know, and no private counsel! She settled instead on beaming over the table to the pale Godborn. "It's beautiful." Her eyes lingered a moment as her face turned back toward her plate. A new pink gem! Cute.
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Post by SushiDragon101 on Sept 30, 2020 16:33:08 GMT -5
Vinum got off of the godly scaled pillow with an internal sigh. Not much could be discerned from staring and slightly poking at it. It was lavender and soft, that was all she knew. She stepped onto the carpet with the others and watched as everything slipped into the liquid-looking floor. She was surprised at the dining table, chairs and plates that came up afterword. 'Things just keep getting better and better!', she thought, 'Can't wait to try what Reinala serves!'
After her long time of studying plants for the best dishes, Vinum could easily tell if someone used existing plants. She gazed at the rainbow ring of dips, there could only be one plant that would make so many colors, unless it's a bunch of several different kinds. She grabbed a random piece of bread and examined it before she began ripping it into pieces for the rainbow goop. One piece for each dip, plus an extra that she tried without the dip. That one went first. It was nice and soft, but not mushy. She couldn't figure out what the exact ingredients are, but she guessed it was nothing to do with any plant she knew of. All plants have a too strong and noticeable flavor. Next she dipped each piece in their individual goop and ate it as well. The golden fluff made each goop taste different, but it was incredibly good regardless. At least she could confirm the rainbow goops as Poffdula nectar.
Next was the tea. She waited as her mouth cleared of the taste of food and took a sip. Vinum remembered Dioscuri's whisper and agreed that it was the best thing she ever drank. Her competition for making food and drinks flared, but was quickly extinguished when she remembered where she was as well as her lack of experience. She realized the room was full of lively chatter. It was a good time to talk and ask questions. She knew exactly what to ask but changed her mind when she heard Karis speak. Jumping on their train of thought, Vinum turned to Reinala and added onto the question.
"Sorry to but in, but I agree! The menu was amazing, I haven't some of these things before~ I am super interested in any and all recipes, and was wondering if you knew of some? Though, I can't blame ya if you'd like it to stay in the confines of your city."
Evrah couldn’t look much more smug without actively trying. He knew he hadn’t been particularly fair. They were certainly in a place where prompting Kip’s more chaotic tendencies wouldn’t be appreciated, but all in all since Kip had kept himself in line, he figured no harm was done. Evrah was quite proud of the pup actually. He had tapped the orb back into place with his tail before following after Kip and returned back to the group. Chuckling at Kip’s sulky behavior he caught up and leaned his head down to nuzzle the side of his head. “Sorry,” The amusement was still obviously there in his voice as he whispered the words to him, “You did well though.” He doubted the gibberish would bring any actual offence.
Sitting upright as the white flash, that was presumably Themis’ doing, claimed the gifts Evrah flinched at the message he was left with. An equal measure of sheepish embarrassment and the desire to indignantly whine that ‘he wouldn’t have actually been so rude’ briefly fluttered across his consciousness. Instead he intently thought a much more abashed ‘Sorry,’ towards the goddess of order ‘And thank you for tolerating my behavior as well.’
The rest of the message, however, chilled his entire mood.
It was Eris. God of Chaos. Evrah’s general belief was that everyone was always up to something of some sort. Eris most of all. So, it wasn’t like warning the snake blob that Eris was planning something was a terribly surprising revelation. The fact that Themis felt he needed the warning, as incredibly vague as it was, in spite of likely already knowing that he knew… was unsettling. What more did she know that she hadn’t said? Why hadn’t she explained more?
What was surprising was the equally vague feeling of offence that he felt in response to the warning. He was going to dutifully ignore that though. He returned his attention to the event at hand and leaned against Kip to ground himself.
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Dionysus's eyes widened at the food that was laid out on the table. He picked a spot about midway down near where one of the loaves sat.
"Thank you" He called out to Reinala before taking the two end pieces. He selected a bowl with some blue jelly And one with green. He slathered one of the piece with the blue and took a bite. The flavor burst on his tongue. He had never tasted something soo... Soo exquisite.
He slathered on the green and almost made a face. He was had not expected the sour taste. He knew it was bad manners to only take one bite out of something so he slowly ate the bread. By the end he decided that he would stay away from green things for awhile.
He was still impressed with the white walls and wanted to know what it was made from. But more importantly if Reinala could make this place pretty much all by herself, what other things could she do.
"Reinala, I could not help notice just how beautiful everything is here. Even the walls. Did you build this all yourself? Can you do other things? Do you have other powers?" Dionysus clapped his mouth shut. Maybe that was to many questions.
(Dionysus is choosing option 1)
Draco watched in awe as the floor seemed to one minute be a fluid and the next something solid. And the table was just... He didn't have any words to describe it. He watched as blobs went and sat down on the chairs and started to grab the bread and jellies. He slunk around to the farthest chair from the godborns and quietly pulled himself up to the table. Everything look good. But he didn't want to make a mess in this perfectly white room. So he just sat and watch everything going on around him.
He heard a couple of blobs ask Reinala questions but he wasn't brave enough to ask his. So he just sat and watched.
As Evrah approached looking entirely too smug, Kip curled into a ball on one of the temple seats, tucking his head between his paws with a fake pout still on his face. It was hard to keep up his tense appearance, as the seat itself was the most comfortable thing Kip had ever laid on. He actually slightly regretted his message to Themis, as he figured the only way to get one of these divine seats would be to ask her.
Thankfully Kip didn't have to keep the act up long, and he relaxed into both the scale-like cushions and Evrah's nuzzle. "Thanks, I try." The pup replied back, sounding as amused and playful as Evrah. "I'ma get ya back for that, though-" The white light from the altar caught his attention, and Kip flinched just slightly, as if expecting some sort of punishment...but there was nothing. No white light in his head, no splitting headache, nothing at all.
Huh...must not'a offended her much, Kip thought as he nuzzled Evrah again before turning his attention back to Reinala. Welp, was good while it lasted. C'ya, seat. Wondering if he'd ever lounge upon such a perfect cushion again, Kip hopped back down to the floor, gladly rubbing up against Evrah as the snakeblob leaned into him. Not noticing anything unusual with his demeanor, the pup took some small steps forward, still propping up Evrah. "C'mon, Ev, there's probably some other trouble we can get into." He said with a smirk, his green tail wagging as if intentionally trying to hit Evrah as they gathered on the carpet, near the back of the group.
Kip aimed to continue idly chatting with Evrah, but the display before him quickly shut him up. Seeing the chairs sink into the floor, only for it to spit out a table with more food than he'd ever seen, caused the pup to stare in wide-eyed wonder. Perhaps the robots didn't impress him as much since he'd already dealt with them once before, but the temple and it's inner workings slapped Kip a second time with just how foreign everything here was. Foreign, but amazing. If it weren't for the foxblob's invitation to take a seat, Kip would of kept comparing Ichor's Onixya to Reinala & Themis' walled city for numbers to come.
"...Huh? Oh, yeah, sure!" Kip called out, snapping back to attention to take a seat, beckoning Evrah to the seat next to him.
Kip sighed rather heavily, fighting the internal instinct to just gulp the tea down in one go. He sipped it, savored it, letting the vanila and floral flavors rest and reside in his mouth. Usually he favored a 'heavier' taste, more savory and maybe a bit spicy, but this was just like he'd discribe the recently departed seat: divine.
"Mmm...mm. Thanks so much." Kip finally said, nodding at Dioscuri and Reinala. The pup spent a few seconds looking from Reinala, across the table to Dioscuri, and back to Reinala; perhaps feeling as though he'd reached a major crossroads. Finally, his train of thought returned to him, and he finally spoke up to the godborn foxblob.
((Kip's choosing 1 - Speak to Reinala)
"So Reinala...man, I've got so much to ask ya..." Kip looked like he was about to fire out a million questions, before catching himself. "...Guess I shouldn't take up yer whole night, though. Those little 'bots that poofed some o' the rowdier folks, they're somethin'. Did ya make 'em, and uhh, all of this?" Kip asked with wonder. "'n that sorta 'warp' they do to ya, can they only send ya so far, like outside the walls? 'Cause if not...hah, that woulda made gettin' materials to ya pretty easy doin' that!"
Post by grimmreminder on Oct 1, 2020 14:48:56 GMT -5
|| Alistair ||
Alistair stayed quiet throughout Avalora's speech, taking in her statement about Themis and the.. haunted house? quite intently. While he didn't fully understand.. haunted? He could at least equate it to the word spooky. So a spooky house in the woods. How mysterious! He felt himself invigorated with the prospect that he may be able to go and find it after this tour is done. Of course, the tour should come first though, it was just as exciting as some spooky inhabitance in the swamps. Yet that raises another question.. hm. He had never experienced Dioscuri's teleportation before, but Avalora seems to have been around for much longer than he has.. so maybe she has the answer? " I was in the swamp before coming here, it might be interesting to see if the structure still remains. Though that brings up one thing- after this tour.. are we teleported back to where we were? Do we have to find our way back? I.. don't fully know how this all works. " If Alstair actually had visible pupils, he probably would be looking more at the floor right now, which funnily enough, was shortly after the attention of most blobs around them as Reinala mentioned gathering on the carpet.
Alistair spun his little blobby body around to face Reinala as the bloblings finally returned their attention to her. He watched in wonder alongside the other blobs as the floor rose up- and along with it came the table and chairs. He was stunned for a brief moment, and only when Avalora began moving did he hop after her. It was either her or Kali really, he didn't know any other blobling well enough to feel comfortable sitting next to anybody else. Given that fact he couldn't really find Kali, and Avalora was right there, it was a pretty obvious choice. It took him a little bit of effort when it came to the landing, but his tail helped balance him as he hopped up on to the chair. He waited and watched as the bread and the tea was passed around, Dioscuri's whispering of taking the food and drink off his hands certainly did not go unnoticed by the tiny blob. Especially as he stared wearily at the cup. Not that it was bad or anything, but with only a tail and no hands or arms, it presented some difficulties. Regardless, he let out a small "Thank you." as he attempted to gently, and slowly, drag the cup closer to him with his tail. Frustration seemed to set in as he figured it out that it wasn't going to work very well without him tipping it all over unfortunately. At least the bread, though he was unsure of what it was called, was still available, and just look at that golden shine! He would at least be able to appreciate and enjoy a small section of this little party for Reinala.
Alistair himself reached to the best of his ability for the closest piece of bread, even if it was one of them on the ends. Considering all he had was his tail, he couldn't really break it up either. Instead all he could do was draw it near to his little pointed-fanged mouth and take little bite sized nibbles out of it.. and gods was it delicious. Granted, he didn't want to come across as rude, especially given that he couldn't drink the tea. Seeing as how everybody was bombarding Reinala with statements and questions, this was the perfect chance for him to speak to Dioscuri. Just.. how to do it? Ah well, the best thing he could do is speak up to the godborn. Dioscuri needed some attention to after all. Sure it was Reinala's tour, but Dioscuri was also doing their best to lead it too. " Ah, Dioscuri, I couldn't help but notice your interaction with Avalora earlier since she was carrying me. While I may have only met her recently, she's the closest thing I can call a friend, and a friend of a friend is a friend to me. So please, tell me more about yourself? Oh, and feel free to have my tea. I do not wish to be rude by not drinking it, and given my no hands situation, its probably better to give it to you since you said you wanted it. That way it won't go to waste. I.. would rather it not get spilled everywhere in my attempts of holding it with a tail. "
[ Alistair has chosen option 2, speaking to Dioscuri. ]