@Nathair: Starting to strain to move towards the nearest organic, the slime found its limbs stronger. More stable. But it took such an effort to move that... luckily something within the pile, but lower, shifted and made the large round organic (well at least partially round) move closer to the slime! But it was softer than the slime had realized and only knew so because it broke and collapsed on itself. Something was inside and now spilled forth. It was a different color than the round thing's outside. It didn't even look organic. But...
Nathair stretches his working head out and bites at the thing that had fallen open. His control of himself was still spotty so he bite the almost inorganic looking thing that had spilled out and gets a large bite out of it and pulls his head back as he eats it. His tail and front both itch and he wiggles them both as best he can as he bites at and eats the thing that had fallen in front of him.
@Sevak: (unlocked: yellow labrador) The slime started... it was-? Light. Very bright light. The slime's absorbtion of more organic, and the other organic it had been consuming, though difficult, over time worked. It could see again, so it must have healed at least that much! The slime couldn't help it, and did a thing with the thing inside the opening of its head that it actually intended to make. It felt hard, somewhat sharp things. It was feeling better. It was healing. It could finally start to be able to kill effectively again! Though, now as its new eyes started adjusting to the bright, dry light (that seemingly reflected from most things around it, both near and far) it could tell that there wasn't much of the organic left.
Sevak felt much better now, though the bright light coming from everywhere was making it harder to see much of anything. What it could see was there was barely any organic left around. He moved forward slightly, blinded as his eyes adjusted again. Luckily this time the adjustment didnt take nearly as long and Sevak was able to started wandering around again. Where was it going to go? He could, he supposed, head back to wherever he had come. Except he couldn't because he didn't know how he even got here. He didn't even know where he was.
He circled, his long snake-body creating a circle as the legs had healed and started working again too. Snakelike, centipede, conglomerate of a slime. He didn't know much more than that anymore. He had plant in him too. Oh boy he was a mess of things. He'd never given thought to that until now, looking at everything on him as he circled and followed his tail. Even the spider web gland at the end, the fly, spider and snake eyes. He had a lot to him already. Yet he felt compelled to find more. More things to eat. To assimilate to. To conquer. But why? Sevak had absolutely no idea why and wasn't about to wonder. He moved off, straight. Or well, what was straight to him. He had no idea if this was actually straight or diagonal or turning slightly in the big area he was in. He needed to figure out where he was. Yet, in the back of his mind, he hoped one day Big Flappy would come back so he could finally kill it. If it weren't already dead from his bite and their previous scuffle when he was shoved and The Dreaded Nothing, falling, attacked and set him here.
@Nathair: (unlocked: cantaloupe rind pattern) The organic was... mushy. Somehow, it was even more mushy and soggy than the tiny pieces of organic it had dribbled while trying to eat it from the top of the wet! Whatever this stuff... the slime almost thought it felt some little harder parts inside, but it was mistaken. It looked like they were harder parts, but they weren't. Maybe the mushiness moistened what would have been harder. Something... the slime barely noticed it, but it couldn't ignore it now- something moved. Something big. It was coming closer, faster than the slime could have imagined, down the flat black pathway in front of it up the slope of junk!
@Sevak: Looking around, the slime did finally make out some organic-looking things. Some of them were kind of like the ones it was used to from before, being a mass of thin lines with small fluffier looking parts... but they didn't make shade, and the fluffier parts didn't look fluffy at all. They weren't even at the ends of the lines, but sporadically along them. At least the organic was a round shape. Tall, too! But not anywhere near as tall as the thick-looking organics... one which was closer... were. Now the taller, thicker organics DID seem to make some shade.
Tumbleweeds and cacti. But Sevak can't see colors, at least not the snake eyes (unless you enhanced it with something that can see color), so I didn't say which was green or brown.
OOC: Doing some updates and things. Mostly posting this for admins to see. I run this RP on other sites too, and the players here are also players there. New players are advancing to the complexity of the characters here, and will form cross-site parties as soon as they're capable.
Also, the last time Books and Dragon tried to reply, they couldn't log in because the site was down at the time.
Jerking himself up and forcing himself onto his his feet Nathair groans low before shaking himself and looking up the slope at the large black thing he forces himself up a bit higher as his needle head spits acid and digesting juices on the soft thing he had been eating before shoving his needle into it and sucking up what was already soft enough to suck up as the acid and others work on it to make it more liquidy and so easier to eat. His other head, still lethargic, lifts and watches up the pile trying to catch sight of whatever is moving faster than he had ever considered before. Whatever it is makes his body shake with a new feeling as he eats as fast as he can.
Yes, hello. I am alive. Viirin knows this... I'm also finally able to log in again *blames near constant rain before which isn't normal* and hopefully Sevak doesn't hate me *pets neglected slime* or at least can forgive me...
Sevak watched the odd tall rolling things fly past. Some bounced. Some rolled. The rolling reminded him of the past when he couldn't see. He knew it was rolling, having rolled many times from that point, but that also was the cause of his fear of The Dreaded Nothing. Falling. Those moments still haunted him terribly when he was thrown into them. The big black flappy needed to pay still, and the slime had no way of getting to him. He needed to fall too. To know how it felt. But, for now, Sevak was content with watching the fuzzy odd round things that moved various lengths when gusts happened.
The taller shady organic was somewhat pointy from the looks. Almost like it would hurt. Kind of how the pine needles hurt on the tree it had long ran into when it was mostly slime. But these seemed even more pointy for some reason. But if Sevak was able to tackle the pine needles, could it be able to attack the tall pointy thing? The slime walked up to it, not touchy the sharp parts. Amusingly enough one of the smaller round fuzzy things slammed into the slime, bouncing off and getting stuck onto the pointy parts. It fluttered there for a little bit before more of it got stuck. A few more of those round things flew by, some getting stuck lower to the ground on the pointy part while others continued to run themselves into Sevak repeatedly.
This was weird. Sevak silently wondered what he did to these round things to make them harmlessly attack him. Were they protecting the tall organic pointy thing? They were trying to cover it from what the slime could tell. Maybe they didn't want to see Sevak hurt it. The slime looked back to the pointy thing, putting the bauble up near a small section of the pointy tall thing that didnt have a pointy part. It released a spider web section, and the slime repeated this a few more times between some of the pointy things. The round fuzzy things still rammed their way into the slime, relentlessly as the wind started up again and then stopped. Once the wind stopped those were easy to move, but the slime barely bothered to truly move them. If they wanted to protect the pointy tall thing, then they could. Once a good portion of the pointy thing was covered to satisfying levels in spider web, the slime moved and worked on attaching the round things together as well as to the webs attached to the pointy thing. They could protect it and be stuck, that was fine for Sevak.
With that done, the slime turned back around, so the bauble was free of any part of its body blocking the web. This was worth a shot. It should break off the hurtful pointy parts since those really didnt seem too hard to break off. Doing all of this had allowed Sevak to think of an actual plan through observation. The pointy parts were in the softer fleshy part of the tall thing. So those might come off, or break off as some already had done where it looked like other things had run into it. Maybe these round things were attacking it and helping the slime. Rergardless, they were all stuck to the pointy thing now. And Sevak was leading the spider-web-rope it had created.
Happily, and after another short gust of wind, the slime moved forward. As the web became tight, the movement forward became much much harder to do. The slime pulled forward, wondering if this was going to even be possible. But what the slime didn't count on, and it was fairly sure the round things hadn't counted on this either, was that the tall pointy shade thing would fall over willingly. Was Sevak that strong now? Or was there something else at play? Had the round things weakened it?
Lumberjacking spider? Okay, so anyway, since you said it fell over so easily and the thorns broke off, and you can't tell the difference between green and brown, I'm saying it's a very dead and dehydrated cacti.
@Sevak: The slime was not a master of learning where and how to pull on things to make them fall in a direction other than on top of itself. Luckily, it was able to instinctively bounce sideways, and it wasn't hurt. The thing didn't even make the ground shake when it fell, even being that close. It was worth absorbing though, wasn't it? It was a new organic... a dark shape appeared on the ground, a big one! Moving quickly. But the slime didn't see anything above... nothing. It must be really far away or something. The shady organic didn't... look right. Now that the slime got a better look at it. It looked almost like really thick leaves. But the shape was all wrong, and it's not like organics were supposed to have leaf bodies and no thinner parts coming off them. What was this thing?
@Nathair: (unlocked: ink gland: blue) Nothing special. Whatever the slime seemed to be able to get from this organic, it already did? The wide black thing stretched as far as the slime could see... until it curved behind a large, steep incline of inorganic. With little organics on and around it. Those organics didn't even seem to have inorganic strange things stuck all over and around them though, so that was odd. Everything else did... But the slime was still really lacking in energy... and fullness. There were other things around that looked organic, or at least should be organic. Right? But the annoying thing that change brought on wasn't just the new feeling inside itself, but the fact that it seemed to have permanently scrunched up its needle, and it was... a different shape now. It couldn't really be called a needle, even.
Lumberjacking snake-spider-centipede-part-plant thing lol. And I wasn't entirely sure if it was a dehydrated and dead cactus or if it was a healthy one, that had gotten a bit beat up from things running into it. Not necessarily the tumbleweeds that were "attacking" Sevak... but maybe other creatures. As that happens sometimes. Thorns break off if run into hard enough. And as for it falling over that easily, it could have been eaten partially already, or sick, or maybe Sevak is strong *doesn't know* *just wanted to be weird* *succeeded somewhat*
That could have been very bad. The odd tall pointy thing had fallen and crushed one of the round fuzzy things. That could have been him. He could be crushed under this. But, the realization of that didn't last very long once Sevak came to terms. Work on falling things better. Amusingly enough, however, was the round things that insisted on running into the slime had now stuck themselves onto the tall grounded pointy thing now. Maybe those had indeed weakened the tall thing. Or maybe they were still trying to protect it for some reason. The slime didn't understand those and their reasoning to cling themselves to this tall pointy thing. They seemed attracted to this one for some reason.
Sevak moved around them all, to the other side this time where less of the round fuzzy protecting things were clinging. This pointy thing looked odd to the slime and some of the pointy things there too were slightly snapped. Had something tried to knock this over already? Or eat it? The dark shape appeared, catching attention and disappearing. What was that? He rattled his scales slightly, the bauble on the end of his tail shaking a little to mimic a threat. He had no idea why he shook his tail, but something instinctual told him that might help. It wasn't like the tail bauble could do much besides shoot spider web. Which, the slime knew, could actually be a lot.
But the slime stopped when the shape went away. Good. Scared it off. Maybe. He turned his attention back to the odd pointy thing and carefully picked a spot where a few of the pointy parts were missing. It seemed something had already started to try and attack this, but hadn't really managed to get anywhere. The slime bit in, shocked that it was slightly harder than it appeared but liquid slightly came out of it as well. Not much, but enough for being unexpected. What really was this thing? It had unintentionally gotten a part of the round fuzzy thing in its mouth too. That tasted really dry and breakable, but that didnt make sense for how they stuck together.
Shaking his needle head and looking at it with his other head Nathair shakes it again and tries to drip acid from it, with limited success. Shaking both heads and backing up at the same time he doesn't see the drop behind him and makes a croak out of his cat head as he falls back down the incline and lands in the dirt below. Shaking his body and lifting himself again he stomps around a few times before stopping, the lack of energy and fullness were making it hard to move. Moving around again a new times he shakes his tail and looks back at it with both heads before croaking again.
Trying to take another step Nathair jerks in surprise as he falls forward, his legs gone from under him. Looking down he sees that his legs are gone and his body is now on the ground. Trying to slither forward like he had before he makes a little movement but not enough. Making an annoying croak again and lifting his front up off the ground a little and two arms push out just above where they had been before with a deeper elbow than before. Pushing himself up and using the extra energy he got from the legs and hooves before he pulls himself forward and looks back at the dragmark it causes on ground. The bottom of his body grows a layer of scales from his original DNA and as he drags himself forward his body slowly looses its roundness and lengthens into a more snake like one with the tail at the end.
Dragging himself around and Seeming to breath harder Nathair drags himself up on the pile of organics and non to start biting and poke his needle at things trying to eat. After his needle can't poke into things a third time he jerks it back and shakes it again before it pulls back into his head and a shorter slightly thicker needle comes out again and when he stabs it angrily at the next thing it pierces it and a huge spray of acid sprays into it.
Change his needle to a shorter thicker needle.
Lose the bull hooves and legs to make two thicker slightly wider front legs while the body looses its roundness and becomes longer nad thinner while gaining snake scales on the under.
@Sevak: (unlocked: tumbleweed trunk, cactus water reservoir) The mostly dried-out organics were... well, they didn't taste like much. Maybe if they were wetter? It didn't matter right now. Getting a good bite out of it wasn't easy, and the slime had to rip and twist at it in order to get the one mouthful it got apart from the main part of the thing. The air came again, a gentle breeze but it was hot and dry and made the slime feel a little less energetic. The dark shape appeared only one more time that the slime saw, and it seemed to be gone for good after that.
@Nathair: Behind the drag lines from the slime's back part, further back than that, near the wet with plants floating on it, was something moving. Little things. Little things making the noise that the slime had made. They weren't big, but the things bounced around a little, and some of them clung to a nearby clump of thin things with puffy parts on the end of them. It looked like something long and thin under the wet moved, but the slime wasn't entirely sure.
Turning and dragging himself through the ground Nathair makes a small croak and moves closer to the things as his body slides over the ground. Lowering himself down farther he sticks his heads out and starts to go for them slowly, lowering himself and sliding over the ground quietly till he can snag one of them out of the air and swallow it in his cat head. on his chest several bumps start to form before two of them grow and turn into thin spider like legs right over the web maker that had formed on his chest.
@Nathair: Nope. The slime had been growing too many things too often, and it apparently stressed out its cellular structure, and the parts fell off and landed on the ground. They were small though, so it didn't make any sound. The small jumpy things didn't even notice. The things kept jumping around periodically, and though some of them got away as the slime even started to approach, some of the others were barely observant. Whether the escapy ones were actually reacting to the slime or not started to become questionable...
OOC @ Everyone: Books and Dragon already know this, but I got us a chat server since a bunch of players on other sites requested it. Using teamspeak 3, connect to our server with this: T304.DARKSTARLLC.COM:10252
Hissing at the things that had fallen Nathair shakes his head and goes back to snapping at the flying things as he steps over the fallen pieces of himself. Snapping at them and growling as he gets one after another Nathairs legs drop into the wet as his body pulls up and curls around himself as he eats what he can.
Sevak tore into the odd long spiked thing again one last time after the wind, trying to get as much food as possible since it seemed food was scarce here. Some of the fluffier dry plant got back into its mouth, but the slime barely took notice now. It wasn't terribly happy about this all. What was next? The wind was intriguing to say the least. It had a quality Sevak didn't like however and that bothered the slime. It still needed to find the Black Flappy eventually though. Yes, the anger residing in the slime was still burning through him slightly. He had fallen into the Dreaded Nothing thanks to that creature and the slime wanted that Flappy to know how terrible that felt. If anything.
So the slime left the pointy thing on the ground, now tired of it. He turned himself and started to walk along again with his odd legs carrying him over the slight imperfections of the ground occasionally on an otherwise bland area. He had no idea where to go. At all. But that didn't stop him from attempting to go anywhere. He'd simply wander. Like he'd done the entire time. Wandering seemed to have gotten him in more trouble than the slime would like, but it also seemed to turn out useful in the end.
@Sevak: (unlocked: cactus needles) After wandering for awhile, the slime noticed something. The scent on the air was getting stronger. Much stronger, in fact! Looking farther into the distance than just what was within a few feet of itself, it saw something... it was almost the same color as the rest of everything else, but it had a strange shape and... was that the source of the scent? It was a creature. It was bigger than the slime was, but it was acting oddly. It was tall, or at least taller than the slime, and had four limbs that kept it higher from the ground than the slime was, but it had something growing along its back. It was too far away to tell anything else.
@Nathair: (unlocked: frog tongue) The slime had caught and absorbed some of the things that were almost always flying, but sometimes hovered before, and there wasn't anything new to gain from it, but it was at least organic. Though, unfortunately the slime hadn't caught many since they were very acrobatic. The jumpy creatures continued... being jumpy, and some of them landed on flat organics that weren't stable enough to hold them, and the jumpy things fell from them sometimes. One or two of the things weren't moving, though the slime could tell they were still alive. They didn't even try to escape as the slime attacked and caught a couple to consume.
Moving forward and stabbing one of the unmoving ones with his needle and spraying organic consuming liquid inside his other head moves down and snaps up another one of them. Holding the one that had been stabbed down on the ground as it thrashes and croaks in pain, slowly stopping as its inside melts just to be sucked back up into Nathair. His cat head strikes again but misses this time as it jumps just before he can bite it. Rather getting a mouthful of whatever organic it had been on before he keeps biting and tearing at it before turning and eating up the hust that had been left over from his needle.
@Nathair: The needle missed the first jumpy creature, but the other head didn't. The creature didn't make any noise when the slime bit down onto it with its fangs, but it wiggled and pushed with its limbs to try and get out of the slime's successful mouth, but... ? This needle was not half as useful against moving organic things as it had been against the thing it found that was unmoving, inorganic, and full of liquid. The slime knew what it had planned; but it hadn't been able to accomplish half of it.
Biting down on the thing he had grabbed and swallowing it Nathair can feel his body starting to reject something. Shaking his heads feeling some pain starting at the tip of his needle and working down he hisses almost to soft to hear and starts looking at it around the needle head he can see that the head was starting to change. As the needle shortened and drew into its own head his other one snapped at another of the passing jumpers as he can feel it gulping up energy even though it is getting smaller.
The head with the now non-existent needle opens up in the middle and the glands shift down the neck and end in the body, all of the connectors gone but for one which stayed in the head but moved back to the base of it. The mouth opening in the head stretches out and tiny teeth form all around inside it as in the back one of the new things he had taken in forms. Shaking his heads now as they itch horribly Nathair rubs them against each other then the ground until the itching stops. More things has started to form but nothing had because of the intense itching.
Shaking his heads and still rubbing them against each other Nathair can feel something inside him burst and mor energy than he knows what to do with fills him making it hard to stand still. Shifting around and his tail flicking back and forth wildly he opens his circular mouth and whatever had been formed in the back of it spits out towards one of the jumping things but hits another organic, pulling part of it back into his mouth because he doesn't know how to use it, but the teeth inside the mouth shred the growing organic as it shreds down into his body to be absorbed.
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