02-14-2020, 01:12 PM
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
Taking in the sight of the plants was a hard feat. After all, the light sensitivity that was ever prevalent when it came to her seeing brightly colored objects was quite troublesome. Looking at marvelous flowers counted, especially those that heavily contrasted the green leaves. Why were all the branches green? It somewhat befuddled her. She was a marginal expert of the plants back home. The ones where they glowed, rang like bells, could be smelled from miles away, grew up in thin shoots all the way up to the clouds, and other oddities. This was... odd. It wasn't the weird odd, for that was what she considered normal. They were pretty even if all the green stalks made it hard for her to tell where one plant ended and another began. "They should be fine, but it's got grubby human hask written all over it. Wouldn't be surprised if it broke oddly one day," the wyvern grumbled. Her tone was soured somewhat, webbed ears twitching in an irritated way. Humans. Loathing poured from her heart at the idea, her talons itching to have one present just so that she could demonstrate how devout the anger was. "Thankfully they're not here. Hopefully time proves for goat-bats to be more competent that the most stupid species to ever grace the universe when it comes to the stupid lusluing functions of plants." A deep breath was taken. There weren't any humans here, and it wasn't worth getting angry about when there was nothing she could do about such a thing. Her tail swung again, now away from the display. Her mind was still somewhat focused on it, and certainly didn't want to cause the whole thing to combust into flames. The human's fault, anyways, for not making it fireproof.
Her webbed ears flicked a little and her head turned away from the display, if not momentarily. What color did she want? Aslisk hadn't even considered that before she'd opened her mouth to ask if she could take some of the plants. She hadn't even thought before sputtering out that question in the first place? What colors would she even like? The wyvern didn't have a favorite. Everything was bright and hurt her eyes, after all - she hadn't ever had a reason to select one color to be above the other's in her mind. She pulled away from the display a little, body pulled along by her wings. "I... don't know." Aslisk admitted quietly, tail again flicking behind her. Now that she was away from the display, her concerns were lessened. "Pink. Or gold. Blue, maybe," the regent then listed off, voice weakening ever the slightest amount. "Just not green. The stems on all them are already green. How unoriginal," the wyvern ended in a huff, seeking to regain her usual disgruntled tone and mostly failing. She would prefer some with, perhaps, red stems. Those had been quite easy to take care of back home. Aslisk decided that if she really wanted some with red stems, she could just paint them that way. With blood or paint? She wasn't sure. The wyvern would figure it out if and when such came to light later on.
Her webbed ears flicked a little and her head turned away from the display, if not momentarily. What color did she want? Aslisk hadn't even considered that before she'd opened her mouth to ask if she could take some of the plants. She hadn't even thought before sputtering out that question in the first place? What colors would she even like? The wyvern didn't have a favorite. Everything was bright and hurt her eyes, after all - she hadn't ever had a reason to select one color to be above the other's in her mind. She pulled away from the display a little, body pulled along by her wings. "I... don't know." Aslisk admitted quietly, tail again flicking behind her. Now that she was away from the display, her concerns were lessened. "Pink. Or gold. Blue, maybe," the regent then listed off, voice weakening ever the slightest amount. "Just not green. The stems on all them are already green. How unoriginal," the wyvern ended in a huff, seeking to regain her usual disgruntled tone and mostly failing. She would prefer some with, perhaps, red stems. Those had been quite easy to take care of back home. Aslisk decided that if she really wanted some with red stems, she could just paint them that way. With blood or paint? She wasn't sure. The wyvern would figure it out if and when such came to light later on.
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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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