Posts by COSMICCLASH

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  • D[o]n't be shocked when your history books mention me;; [former leader visits]

    He was old, wasn't he?


    He refused to die these days- going body to body, going on adventures! After all, that was a whole world to explore out there- a world he couldn't explore when he was alive, that was for sure.
    Come on, come on- where is it...." He huffed.
    He had heard whispers and murmurs, heard that his former clan was ever so slowly dying, putting another tear in his stone heart. The falcon glided down, perching on a branch, looking around.
    It was quiet.
    He hated the quiet.
    The falcon moved forward, hopping off branches, then gliding down the the ground. "Maybe... Is it around here? Its moved a few times, hadn't it?" Hm...... The bird paused, resting.
    "Oui!" He called out, beginning to wait.

  • D[o]n't be shocked when your history books mention me;; [former leader visits]

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    [size=7pt][color=#B8ECEF] Did this mean that all birds were civilised?


    //offended screeches from the background


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    The bird stretched itself out, wings fluttering and quirking, head twisting and staring. " 'this where Hawkclan is now?" The falcon stared up at them, feeling significantly outnumbered and outweighed. What if they attacked him? What if they called him crazy? "Hmm...." He figured he didn't stand much chance- at least, if someone broke his wings. Oh well. Even in the sky, at least he had speed on his side, right? What if he had to fight them? The falcon's wings seemed to slump at the thought, intense eyes staring at them. "Or well, I also heard somewhere of it bein' called the Avian Dynasty?" He huffed. "Now why 'n bloody hell would you change the name to that? Unless someone turned it into a monarchy.... That's a shame, I never liked monarchies. 'Thought they were too dictator-like. Then again, why call it a monarchy when I assume the leaders haven't been from the same direct line of family? Hm..." The falcon let out a huff.
    "Well, I'm Peregrineskies. I'm visiting. Probably. I haven't decided yet-"

  • ONLY 19 BUT MY MIND IS OLDER [open, washed up on beach]

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#11285e; border: none; width: 440px; height: 50px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none;font-family: arial;text-align: justify;color: white;width: 400px; height: 20px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: -5px; font-size: 20px; padding: 11px;]ALDO THE IMMORTAL JELLYFISH [/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 3px double white; height: 140px; width: 120px; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/5YzsHgX.gif) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 3px; margin-left: -2px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; width: 270px; height: 150px; overflow: auto; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: verdana; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: 5px; padding: 1px;]You are a curious creature. You do not have a brain. You do not have a heart beat. You do not have nerves. You do not have systems to maintain water. You do not breath- that is, you do not breath how fish do, either. In a sense, you do not [i]feel.

    You cannot see. You have light-sensitive organs, little spots. They do not form images, but can detect light and let you determine up from down. You are small, unnoticeable, the size of a dime. You glow. You do not know how old you are. Typically, beings like you only live a few hours to several months. In thought, that is a rather unfortunate existence. To only exist for mere hours? Your entire existence is less than a day? What kind of life is that? Is that a life at all?
    You are special, however. If you are exposed to environmental stress, physical assault, illness, age, you can revert to the polyp stage, a younger form of yourself. In a sense, you can cheat death. You have lived for a very long time. You are not sure how long.
    This raises a new question.




    Do you have emotions? Do you live? Do you actually live? Do you have a name?
    Do you have a conscious? Are you just some poisonous thing floating and pulsing without direction or purpose? Can you think?
    You must be, right? You can ask questions. You can think. You are able to reason.
    You don’t understand. What are you? How long have you been existing?
    You do, in time, figure out a name. Aldo. You don’t know what it means, either. You think it makes you feel better, to feel like you are a something in a void of nothing. You are wrong. It doesn’t make you feel better. You are a single cell floating with your colony, in the dark ocean.




    You want to understand. You want to see. You want to hear.
    None of this comes to you. Only darkness.
    You have reverted too many times now. You cannot die, not easily.




    You stray away from the colony.
    You are taken in the currents, your thin form swept up and up- your “eyes” can sense oncoming light. So much light. You’ve never experienced so much light. You cannot hear. It is dry. Cold air. Blistering Sun. You are in pain, flattened, you are washed up on a beach.




    This is how you die. There is no water. You cannot revert. You cannot function. You lay there, suffering. So strange. It seems you have the ability to feel pain. You are going to shrivel up and die, right here. No more existing. Maybe it would be better this way. After all, you’ve never really felt what life is. Just existing. Maybe this would be a peaceful send off for you.




    Again, you are wrong.
    The next minute is filled with a pain like no other. Perhaps, this is your body trying to revert Your body grows, your sprout a tail, a snout- some brown substance you have never felt or seen before. You have a heartbeat. You have blood. You have a brain. You have ears. You are a giant- a fat giant. You have a pocket in your skin. You have SKIN. You have vocal chords.




    This is form entirely different than what you are. It has the capacity to understand what life is.
    It does not stay, and you start to scream. Your body is in absolute pain. You gain scales, you flop like a fish, you lose scales, you grow fur, paws- you change, over and over again, and you do not understand. Finally, you settle on a form. You are writhing, whining. You are letting out screams. You have teeth. You have four tentacles, stripes, you have a large jaw, you’re the color of the ground.
    You try to swim but only kick around sand.




    You eventually get up- you are looking into the water, unsure. Is this…. You? Is this… Aldo. You suck in air, something you have never done before, and-
    [b]“AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

    (( currently, Aldo is a Tasmanian Tiger. He can also change into a coelacanth, a malabar spotted civet, and much more. Above all, he is really confused.

    [/fancypost][align=center][size=7pt]lightsy loves you


    #owlieposted
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  • ONLY 19 BUT MY MIND IS OLDER [open, washed up on beach]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 3px double white; height: 140px; width: 120px; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/5YzsHgX.gif) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 3px; margin-left: -2px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; width: 270px; height: 150px; overflow: auto; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: verdana; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: 5px; padding: 1px;]The creature jumped away, trying to bat a "tentacle" a the kit, but nothing happened. He looked at the new arms, very confused. [b]"They...."

    Woah, okay, what was that? That thing. The noise thing. What was it? [i]These things don't sting...

    What was that? The thing! Inside his... thing? "What. What is this. What am I doing. This thing I'm doing right now. The noise thing. What's that called?" 20 Questions with a kid, oops. He held up a paw. "What is this? Tentacle? It doesn't look like one. It doesn't sting. What does it do?" He looked down now, noticing the tail, the sand- "What is this? What is all of this?" He looked at his leg-things now. "What these? What is purpose? Are these scales? Like the swimming-things? No look like scales..." He continued looking at himself, confused- his gaze directed to the sky. "What is that. The up thing? What is the yellow thing?"

    [/fancypost][align=center][size=7pt]lightsy loves you


    #owlieposted
    #aldotheoldguy

  • ONLY 19 BUT MY MIND IS OLDER [open, washed up on beach]

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#11285e; border: none; width: 440px; height: 50px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none;font-family: arial;text-align: justify;color: white;width: 400px; height: 20px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: -5px; font-size: 20px; padding: 11px;]ALDO THE IMMORTAL JELLYFISH [/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 3px double white; height: 140px; width: 120px; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/5YzsHgX.gif) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 3px; margin-left: -2px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; width: 270px; height: 150px; overflow: auto; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: verdana; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: 5px; padding: 1px;][b]"Legs?"

    Aldo took a pause, looking at the things. "Llllegs." He repeated, rolling the word on his open-close thing. "LLLLLegs..." Aldo sat down, holding them up, inspecting them. "Not Tentacles.... how?" He wasn't sure. "I had tentacles. They stung. Sting. Yeah..." He looked at the paw. "I don't understand. How am I seeing? Feeling? Making noises? Hearing? Thinking? Why am I so big?" After all, he was once only the size of a dime, now look at him!
    He paused.
    "Am I in the Trench?"
    The 'Trench' was the Mariana Trench. Perhaps it was the ocean's equivalent of hell. Deepest part of the ocean, cold, dangerous- they didn't have fire. Probably not religion. What was religion? He looked at the "sun" blinking, and then looked away, blinking his viewing things. "The yellow thing! It hurt!" He took a moment of silence. "Is it going to kill me?"




    His hearing things perked.
    [i]"What happened to you?"

    You? Me? There is a you? A single being? Not a group? "You....?" Maybe this was what he was when he strayed from the colony? Not a colony, but a you? "Me...." Me. There was a me. A me. He was an individual. "Happened....."
    What had happened to him?
    "I strayed from my colony... We were always.... floating. Swimming. Together." He blinked, staring at the ocean. "Existing.... Not living. Existing. We... We do not live. No red stuff, like fishes." He stood up, taking in big gulps of air, in and out, over and over. "What is this? This thing I do with the open-closer? I've never been able to do this. Is it like pulsating?"

    [/fancypost][align=center][size=7pt]lightsy loves you


    #owlieposted
    #aldotheoldguy

  • the way I are | OPEN + TREE PLANTING

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#11285e; border: none; width: 440px; height: 50px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none;font-family: arial;text-align: justify;color: white;width: 400px; height: 20px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: -5px; font-size: 20px; padding: 11px;][i]ALDO THE IMMORTAL JELLYFISH [/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 3px double white; height: 140px; width: 120px; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/5YzsHgX.gif) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 3px; margin-left: -2px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; width: 270px; height: 150px; overflow: auto; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: verdana; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: 5px; padding: 1px;]So strange. What were they doing? Putting a thing in the thing? Why? What for? What was the purpose?
    [b]"What is this?"

    [/fancypost][align=center][size=7pt]lightsy loves you


    #owlieposted
    #aldotheoldguy

  • UNO DOS TRES CUATRO / open ; spar

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#11285e; border: none; width: 440px; height: 50px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none;font-family: arial;text-align: justify;color: white;width: 400px; height: 20px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: -5px; font-size: 20px; padding: 11px;][i]ALDO THE IMMORTAL JELLYFISH [/fancypost][/fancypost]
    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: none; width: 440px; height: 175px; margin-top: -1px;]

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 3px double white; height: 140px; width: 120px; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/5YzsHgX.gif) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 3px; margin-left: -2px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; width: 270px; height: 150px; overflow: auto; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: verdana; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: 5px; padding: 1px;] [b]"Spar... ing... sparring?"

    Aldo had never heard that word before. He was still getting a hang of talking. The way he talked was so confusing. Guy? Gal? SunTanner? Punishment? FYI? Shaky in the legs? He knew what legs were, but what did 'shaky in the legs' mean? The tasmanian tiger approached now, stopping a foot or so away, sniffing the fox, trying to understand. What exactly was fighting? Was it like getting eaten by a fish? "Can you say that again? But.... without sounding... weird?"

    [/fancypost][align=center][size=7pt]lightsy loves you


    #owlieposted
    #aldotheoldguy

  • WE ARE[Open - M&G]FACING CRISIS

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#11285e; border: none; width: 440px; height: 50px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none;font-family: arial;text-align: justify;color: white;width: 400px; height: 20px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: -5px; font-size: 20px; padding: 11px;][i]ALDO THE IMMORTAL JELLYFISH [/fancypost][/fancypost]
    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: none; width: 440px; height: 175px; margin-top: -1px;]

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 3px double white; height: 140px; width: 120px; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/5YzsHgX.gif) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 3px; margin-left: -2px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; width: 270px; height: 150px; overflow: auto; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: verdana; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: 5px; padding: 1px;][b]"Meet and greet? What does that mean? Oh-! Wait, is everyone a person? Not all same?"

    Did that mean... they weren't like a colony? But many things living together? What were they, then? They all didn't look the same. Similar, buy not the same. His gaze directed to the kits. "What are you?" He asked, lowering his head, moving the wide jaw-part. "Are you from same colony?"

    [/fancypost][align=center][size=7pt]lightsy loves you


    #owlieposted
    #aldotheoldguy

  • UNO DOS TRES CUATRO / open ; spar

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#11285e; border: none; width: 440px; height: 50px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none;font-family: arial;text-align: justify;color: white;width: 400px; height: 20px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: -5px; font-size: 20px; padding: 11px;][i]ALDO THE IMMORTAL JELLYFISH [/fancypost][/fancypost]
    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: none; width: 440px; height: 175px; margin-top: -1px;]

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 3px double white; height: 140px; width: 120px; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/5YzsHgX.gif) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 3px; margin-left: -2px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; width: 270px; height: 150px; overflow: auto; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: verdana; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: 5px; padding: 1px;][b]"Oh! I think I get it! He's asking to die!"

    Aldo was so clueless as to what that actually meant around here. Normally, he stung the offender, then it went belly up. "Back with colony, we try to survive! You touch something, and it would die! If you got hurt, you were reborn anyway!" He held up his paws, thinking. "How do I sting with these?"

    [/fancypost][align=center][size=7pt]lightsy loves you


    #owlieposted
    #aldotheoldguy