Zachrin/Kip's Training Grounds

Kip had been thinking a bit on the way back from visiting Maoul & coul'lin on the Smiley Sands. They had brought up some dangerous things that lived there, such as those plant eating bulbs. The blobling was a little concerned for himself: the mere thought of something that could eat him should be enough to stay away, but thought it would be fun to try and slip past one.  "Don't get ahead of yourself buddy," Kip muttered to nobody in particular, "you couldn't even handle the little furry ones."  The Prismermine's had a field day blinding him as he trekked through the desert until Maoul came to his rescue: i he was going to tackle a blob eating plant, he'd have to deal with the Prismermine's before he got that far.

Finally back home, Kip found a mossy patch of cave floor, and a couple small rocks.  He tossed the rock behind him, and waited.  The moment he heard the rock strike the ground, he quickly dodged to the right.  The moss cushioned his roll a bit, but he had some trouble catching himself once he was right-side up again, and instead barreled into a wall some distance away.  Undeterred, he picked himself up, got back to his moss patch, and tried again.  Dodge rolling to the left and right, and trying to right himself facing the threat. 
 Over and over, he tried to react as soon as he heard a rock hit the ground, just like he could hear the Prismermines pop out of the sand just before blinding him.


Satisfied with his performance, Kip gestured in place as close to a 'fist pump' as you can get with no fists. However, he already noticed some issues that he wanted to work out. Maybe after a soak in the hot spring, he would get back to it.

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"This is stupid. I'm stupid, everything is stupid."



Kip was pressed against the cold rock behind him, muttering to himself while staring down at Kali many, many feet below. The meowler had smartly decided to stay right where she was, staring up at her owner and possibly questioning her life choices that led her to getting leashed by him. He had found a ledge that led between two mountain paths, and horribly misjudged just how much space he had to work with. After working his way out, he found himself with only a few inches of rock to manuver across. "Why did you let me do this?!?" Kip screamed down at her as she licked the back of her paw and groomed herself with indiferrence.



With a resigned sigh, Kip continued to inch his way across the ledge, determined to make it to the other side. Misjudging one of those steps, Kip slipped and started to fall; but with his prior training, Kip was able to twist around and grab the ledge with his mouth. He spit a bit at the taste of rock, cursing his lack of limbs. What was it going to take to finally get a couple arms to grab things with?



Eventually, Kip was able to haul himself back up on the ledge, and continue edging his way along the wall. "You're the smart one, Kali!" He yelled, finally finding his balance and confidence.

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Excellent, he could balance on a small rock path. Time to hurry up and never, ever do that again. That could mean only one thing: back to practicing making an entrance!



Kip stretches as he exits the hot spring cave, wandering over to a nearby ledge. There was gently sloping path up to the hot spring on one side: on all others, about a 30 foot drop to the ground below. A small patch of glowing moss on one of these sides provided an ideal target, and Kip was pretty confident that between his earlier attempts to roll and land in the right place, and his training on slowing his descent should combine to hitting his mark with the least amount of injuries. In theory, at least: he also acknowledged that he could miss entirely and roll off into the distance. At least that'd be funny!

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Kip took one last breath to steel himself before rushing forward.  First bouncing to gain momentum, then tucking into a roll to gain more speed.  Once he was near the ledge, he 'jumped' as high and far as he could, launching himself off the ledge and towards the patch of moss on the ground below.  His vision spun rapidly, making him feel a bit ill, but he could still see well enough that he knew when the moss patch was close, 'slowing' his descent a little as he was about to hit...

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...which seemed to work pretty well!  He didn't quite hit the patch dead center, but still was on-target near the edge, and managed to stick the landing as well.  "Oh HELL YEAH!"  Kip screamed, leaping into the air with joy before rushing back up to the mouth of the cave.  He just had to keep at it until it was perfect!

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"I win, you call me Kip; you win, you AH-"



Kip was cut off by Evrah doing something he couldn't possibly predict: he simply fell on his side, directly onto Kip. The force of the impact, along with the weight & size of Evrah, knocked the wind out of him, leaving him reeling and gasping for breath under him. He was completely covered by the snakeblob: the poor pup couldn't see anything, and was making pathetic "Pffft" sounds against Evrah's side as he tried to breathe.



Finally, he was able to breathe for just a moment as Evrah shifted. Kip tried to push him off as he did so, but Evrah was still putting most of his weight down on him, and was only moving of his own volition. Eventually, the snakeblob was laying down, staring straight down with Kip pinned under his chest, with only the pup's eyes and ears sticking out. He acknowledged that Evrah was talking, but he didn't hear any of it: he was thrashing, and lifting with as much strength as he could muster. Kip thought he was actually making some progress at first, and felt some movement. But it was futile: he was only succeeding in digging himself into the sand with his struggles, and Evrah was simply re-adjusting to stay comfortable. He had finally been outmatched, and it was by a damn blob just flopping onto him! Defeated, he finally settled in place, putting on the best puppy-dog eyes while looking straight up at Evrah, and making muffled, distressed whining noises.

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Maxi, an abstract looking body propped up with many short tentacles, used one to scratch their chin. "I hear that it might be good with some savory Poffdula." They replied, "Maybe we should head to the tree soon and-"

The tentacled blob never got to finish the thought. With a loud bang, the door to the apartment was flung open, tearing itself from the frame as a furred green ball tucked and rolled into the room from the force. Swiftly standing, Kip scanned the room, locking eyes with a terrified looking Louvre.

"HEY THERE, YA RED BASTARD! STAND YER ASS UP!"

Maxi looked from Kip, then to Louvre. They opened their mouth as if to say something, before lunging towards Kip with a barbed tentacle. The pup side-stepped the blow, and quickly connected with a swipe of his paw. Claws dug deep gashes into the tentacled blob, their head recoiling back as they howled in pain. It didn't feel it for long: just as quickly, Kip lunged forward with a viscious headbutt. Maxi's face looked surprised for just a moment as it started to cave in, before their head and body popped, splattering orange blood across the entire room.

Wasting no time, Kip spit out a bit of the earthy-flavored blood, an orange mist showering the red lizard in front of him (who was already covered in blood and gibs from their associate). The pup's eyes were wild, his mouth curled into an impossibly wide smile. "Where's my ****in leaf?"

Louvre cowered with their body pressed to the ground. Eyes darted from Kip, to the bloody splatter where Maxi once stood. "H-he...you-"

"He'll grow back in a bit." Kip replied nonchalantly, taking a few steps towards the thief. "It's gonna seem like mercy compared to what I gots in store for ya. Where. Is. The. ****in. Leaf?"

Practically sliding on their friend's blood, the lizard inched its way back until their tail was against the wall. "I...I have no id-"

"NO! DON'T YOU ****ING DARE PLAY DUMB!" Kip lunged out towards the blob, his shout sounding like gravel slamming against the walls of the apartment. "The Terreden leaf. Ya watched me fight it, ya watched me knock off a leaf 'n get tail slapped for my trouble! 'N whaddya do, ya STEAL IT AND FLY AWAY!" For emphasis, Kip reached over at a blood-splattered nick-knack on a shelf, and knocked it over. Gods, it felt great to let of some steam. "Do ya got ANY idea what I went through ta get it? Ya should, cause YA STOLE IT FROM ME!"

"I-I-I'm s-s-so ssssorry." The red lizard whimpered, green tears streaming down its face and mixing with the drying orange. "Maxi...oh gods, you killed Maxi..."

"Right...'bout that. Did ya know that blobs'll come back from death after a while?" Kip asked, the crazed look on his face betraying the now innocent-sounding tone of his voice. "Did ya also know that we heal pretty quick, too? I can beat ya, cut ya, rip off yer wings, 'n as long as I don't kill ya, it'll grow back." The pup ran a paw across one of the lizard's wings for emphasis as his face pressed up against Louvre's, their face soaked orange and green from tears and blood. "I'ma do all that 'n more...if ya don't answer my questions. Number one..."

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Evrah finally sighed after giving the pup a long blank stare. “And you couldn’t have handled that any differently could you.” It wasn’t really a question; he wasn’t entirely surprised. Then he bobbed his head at the leaf and asked, “Was it worth it?”

"For this?" The pup replied in a chipper tone before taking a huge bite of the leaf. Kip's face started to contort, as if he hated the taste, before forcing a swallow. "...Hell yeah, it was."