Tryll and Gytha (Tryll; 83 days left)

Started by Anastasia, November 06, 2017, 02:06:04 PM

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Yuthirin

'Lifasa's oceans will be our new home. We'll need to complete your research, and make improvements to our old forms. Our new home will have predators that we must be capable of surviving.'
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

'Very well,' Gytha says, 'What manner of improvements, precisely?'
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

'Preferably a bit more hardiness. I remember being surprised at our frailty once we left home.'
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

Gytha ripples as he considers, 'Yes. That is not incorrect. Our minds are strong, but our bodies are too weak. We must overcome that.'
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

'Also, if we could instill some of our current physical malleability into the new race, that would be interesting. Harder to do, I think, but potentially worth it. Also hilarious.'
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

Gytha merely responds with, 'We must work carefully, but skillfully. What is our time frame?'
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

'None. Eventually I suppose, but I got the impression that the liberation of Lifasa is intended to come first.'
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

'So it is," Gytha agrees, 'To that, is there anything to be done now?'
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

'Not at the moment. Everything right now is going toward the preparation to strike at Lifasa and expel Hell's taint. Something soon, probably. Once that's done, we can focus all of our efforts on completing this project. We should locate the other three, as well if we can.'
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

oh god gimme a few to log dive. I can't remember.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

After five hours of log-diving, I can safely say that We only have one other name and no leads. Time for some new divinations. Also I really need to nail down names for the others. I've made them up and then forgotten them twice now.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Yuthirin

Thorajin was the other one I named. I could spit out the other three in a moment if you want them.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?