01-01-2020, 11:50 AM
I GET MY WAY THROUGH GENOCIDE CAUSE FREAKS LIKE YOU JUST WASTE MY TIME
ASLISK - wyvern - powers - halls of hiraeth - regent - hot shot
ASLISK - wyvern - powers - halls of hiraeth - regent - hot shot
With altered memories came oddities of conflicting and current memories. She squeezed a fist together a few times, relishing the feeling of having something akin to a hand. Trying to figure out what had caused her anger when she no longer remembered it was frustrating. What had been her motivation now drew a blank. Where she had been sure of herself was now gone, and her face scrunched up a little to try and recall such a thing. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. She'd worry about it later, because Aslisk's priority of the time was to figure out what she currently was. Not a wyvern, for sure, a glance down at her claws assured her of such a thing. Aslisk was equally as pried from her musings when she was questioned. "Right, right. The Sinaphx. I want you to take this entire lusluing continent. Multiply it by ten. That's how big the thing's claws are." She was pretty sure it was around the same size, or close enough for the mental image. The massive fish that could crush entire cities just by swimming past, or just because it decided to. Aslisk, personally, had never seen the fish. She couldn't float, and she didn't fancy a trip down to the bottom of the ocean to find a treasure obsessed fish. "Sirethea had to call up the hasking life ancient to make another whole planet for the thing since it wouldn't fit in the ocean anymore." Aslisk added, a soft snort accompanying her words. Did she acknowledge the question had been rhetorical? No. She was distracted, and for good reason.
Her tail swung behind her before she teleported off. The end of her tail was heavy, and she had yet to figure out why. Or how. This entire situation made absolutely no sense to her. She wasn't aware of how, even without flames flickering from her jagged edges, that the leader was still worried about her destructive nature. It was dismissed by her distraction, trying to figure out what she was. From what Aslisk had been able to see of herself, she was certainly some sort of.. thing. It wasn't any form of clarification. She had absolutely no idea what she was, her mind not even acknowledging the species of dinosaurs in the slightest. Her mind was thinking of variations of species that she was used to seeing. Such was silly, because none of those creatures were even here. Not even her normal body here, either. How badly Aslisk wished to obtain her regular self again. She missed wearing jackets and hoodies. The comfortable clothes that she normally wore certainly would not fit on this fluffy body. Especially the holes for wings, limbs that no longer were present. Her wyvern body had wings, but not this one.
Upon teleporting up to see herself in the mirror that was in Redvox's room, Aslisk was certainly disgruntled. It didn't shed any light on what she was. She still had absolutely no idea. Her teeth gritted together. "I look like some mutated Hosajisk, but with less horns and teeth.." Her words were little more than a soft mutter. Her tail swung behind her again, still resting on the ground due to the sudden impulse of weight. Aslisk turned a little, curling her claws, raising her head. Absolutely no clarification. "Not going to lie. I liked the wyvern body better than this one because at least in that one I could fly. Even if it was super lusluing cold and burned up," she added snappily. She trudged out of the Harbringer's room, not wanting to stay in the room for any longer than she had to. Yes, ducking a little was required due to her massive body - she'd almost wound up smacking her head into the doorframe that certainly was not made to account for the massive height of a sinotyrannus. "This would be the one reason I'd want Ichigo here. She could just make me right back to normal. Hm. This world is pretty strange. Can people change forms on a whim here? Sounds like the stupid hask that could happen here." Her genuine question of course had to turn sour near the end - such was simply the regent's nature.
Her tail swung behind her before she teleported off. The end of her tail was heavy, and she had yet to figure out why. Or how. This entire situation made absolutely no sense to her. She wasn't aware of how, even without flames flickering from her jagged edges, that the leader was still worried about her destructive nature. It was dismissed by her distraction, trying to figure out what she was. From what Aslisk had been able to see of herself, she was certainly some sort of.. thing. It wasn't any form of clarification. She had absolutely no idea what she was, her mind not even acknowledging the species of dinosaurs in the slightest. Her mind was thinking of variations of species that she was used to seeing. Such was silly, because none of those creatures were even here. Not even her normal body here, either. How badly Aslisk wished to obtain her regular self again. She missed wearing jackets and hoodies. The comfortable clothes that she normally wore certainly would not fit on this fluffy body. Especially the holes for wings, limbs that no longer were present. Her wyvern body had wings, but not this one.
Upon teleporting up to see herself in the mirror that was in Redvox's room, Aslisk was certainly disgruntled. It didn't shed any light on what she was. She still had absolutely no idea. Her teeth gritted together. "I look like some mutated Hosajisk, but with less horns and teeth.." Her words were little more than a soft mutter. Her tail swung behind her again, still resting on the ground due to the sudden impulse of weight. Aslisk turned a little, curling her claws, raising her head. Absolutely no clarification. "Not going to lie. I liked the wyvern body better than this one because at least in that one I could fly. Even if it was super lusluing cold and burned up," she added snappily. She trudged out of the Harbringer's room, not wanting to stay in the room for any longer than she had to. Yes, ducking a little was required due to her massive body - she'd almost wound up smacking her head into the doorframe that certainly was not made to account for the massive height of a sinotyrannus. "This would be the one reason I'd want Ichigo here. She could just make me right back to normal. Hm. This world is pretty strange. Can people change forms on a whim here? Sounds like the stupid hask that could happen here." Her genuine question of course had to turn sour near the end - such was simply the regent's nature.
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FULZANIN is a 19 year old content creator. Currently roleplaying as Beezlebub in the Pitt and Jotunhel in the Typhoon. Time spent outside of work and writing is typically done in Creatures of Sonaria. FULZANIN is also in a happy relationship, and is aegosexual/asexual herself.
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