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Post by Sparky on Apr 21, 2020 22:28:42 GMT -8
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"Hot shot...?" Horus quirked a brow at the flame sprite, looking more and more confused, and more and more bewildered. And then came the tipping point. When the two thralls started to flex their new found freedoms in the only way they new how... by arguing with one another. Horus honestly checked out mentally for a moment. The poor plant man's plant brain was all kinds of overloaded way more than the planty boy could very well handle. Poor plant person promptly predicted proximity bode poorly.
So, like any good plant man would do, Horus decided to try to help deescalate the situation before the two cause either one any great harm. And, ignoring the fact that the wind thrall was literally named fucking "air," the plant mage planted his palm to the earth. It took no great effort to flood the soil with magic. Thus, after a bit of mana was pumped into it, the act caused a flowering bush to sprout and grow betwixt the two arguing thrall's.
The plant blossomed into colorful flowers, each with their own calming scents.
"These flowers are native to my home." He said calmly, stepping between the two, towards the flowering plant. Horus was good at doing planty things, especially if he'd seen or raised the plant in question before. He couldn't do it with plants he'd never planted before, so it wasn't like he could make a rare flower bloom just by looking at it in a book. Plant man plant magic could be really weird like that sometimes, but at least the plant before them was a different story. The young mage continued.
"They always bloom around spring, and can grow in the hardiest of conditions. For my clan, they symbolize peace, prosperity, and strong connections. That's why they're usually given as gifts to friends, significant others, or family members..." Horus's fingers danced along one of the flowers, plucking it free of it's bush. With a smile, the hunter handed it off to Ai- i mean- Ayre. "You shouldn't be bickering like this."
He turned back to Pyrhe, who also apparently sounds like fucking FIRE (Real creative there).
"You should listen to her concerns. If you live together, care about one another, then you should care more about how they feel." The plant man looked to Ayre. "And you shouldn't run her so ragged. Sometimes she may well know better than you."
"If I know anything about growing up in a big clan, times can get stressful, but you shouldn't try to tear each others throats out over it. When you care about one another, the last thing you want to do is to hurt them, isn't it?" Look at that, the plant person making peace. He really was just a lump of compassion and genuine empathy. Even when he'd been thrust into such an odd and confusing situation as this one, he couldn't let these two tear each other apart! They were famiwy, and famiwy means no one is weft behind or fowgotten.
...eheh ehem...
Plant.
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Post by swiftyuki on Apr 28, 2020 8:46:21 GMT -8
First of all, it's Ayre, not Air. They're said the same, but they are not the same. How DARE you. You know what? Just for that, Mister Sunflower, Pyrhe glared Horus down and shot a fireball to the bush created. Even if I wasn't upset at you right now, she'd still have done that.
Mortals and their nitpicking. Psh.
[smear:#98c0d6]"Listen here you flower hippy looking- You try living with this airhead for eons and tell me that it won't get annoying with how stupid she is!"[/smear:#b892e2:3]
The water itself seemed to stir, but not by too much to be noticed if Horus was too busy paying attention to Pyrhe. The most that happened so far would just show the water no longer sitting entirely flat, but something peeking out from within. Whoever it was was just going to watch for now.
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Post by Sparky on Apr 29, 2020 14:21:30 GMT -8
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Alright. It seems as though Horus is going to have to play family counselor right now. With a sigh, Horus turned from the burning bush, to the fire sprite. "Alright, then tell me..." Horus's voice remained calm, level. About as opposite Pyrrhe as it could possibly get. Horus wasn't here for a fight. "...What does getting angry and fighting do to help?"
Horus crossed his arms over his chest, then motion his right towards her in a small movement. "Does it make you feel better?" He jerked his head back towards AIR "When you yell at her, does it make you feel less angry? Does it make you feel better about the situation? Does it help?" Horus looked expectantly at Pyrrhe. The hunter had been through these situations before with people. "Oh she's so annoying," "oh I hate how he does this." etc. etc. But fighting never helped, it always made both party's feel worse.
But you know what? Horus will give Pyrrhe the benefit of the doubt. Maybe being a total dick really does make her feel better! Maybe it helps he to be happy to hurt someone else. He wasn't going to judge. Only he would. And he would do it a lot. But that's besides the point, if Pyrrhe being a massive bitch makes her feel happy- you do you boo. Just make sure to take the large stick of charcoal out of your ass before bed. |
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Post by swiftyuki on May 7, 2020 3:32:27 GMT -8
[smear:#98c0d6]"For your information, it does actually!"[/smear:#b892e2:3], Pyrrhe said with a huff of flame right after.[smear:#98c0d6] "The idiot never learns from kinder actions anyways. She always does the same stupid shit over and over and it's inFURIATING!"[/smear:#b892e2:3], the fire elemental exploded into a larger flame at the end of her line.
Ayre broke down into a sob. Either from Horus backing her or from Pyrrhe's explosive tantrum. [smear:#98c0d6]"Oh... they're fighting again."[/smear:#b892e2:3], a bored tone joined in the conversation. The water elemental finally got out of the water with a yawn, but her movements were slow. [smear:#98c0d6]"Pyrrhe, really, must you like be so hot headed? Can't you just chill for like.... I dunno.... a century or two?"[/smear:#b892e2:3] Though it seemed like there was an effort being made, it wasn't really much of a good one. The water elemental just seemed tired if not bored of this already, almost uncaring with how they spoke of it.
[smear:#98c0d6]"Chill? CHILL?! FUNNY COMING FROM YOU OSCEA!"[/smear:#b892e2:3], Pyrrhe bellowed out, lashing out fire everywhere her arms moved.
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"Ya, could you like not mmkay?"[/smear:#b892e2:3]
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Post by Sparky on May 8, 2020 22:22:12 GMT -8
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Horus sighed and took a step back to avoid the flames. Now a third had entered the fray and it seemed as though it was only making the situation worse. Whilst the fire and water sprites bickered, the hunter stepped closer to the air sprite. Despite not being able to actually touch her, he made an attempt to "pat" her with a soft "There, there." In an attempt to comfort her. He allowed plant life to grow and sort of wrap around Ayre like a blanket of sorts. Not really "touching" her but still offered as a comforting gesture never the less.
The young man looked between Pyrrhe and Oscea, who currently was the winner in terms of name creativity right now, by the fucking way, and let them quiet down. He really had nothing to go off of right now. Pyrrhe was, no pun intended, hot headed and furious and he had no way to know how to calm her down or stop her warpath. He scratched his black-marked cheeks and let out a soft exhale, studying the cavern to see if there'd be anymore surprise interlopers. No? No one else? Just these three? Cool.
Don't know how long that'll last, but he'll take it.
"You know, you said you've been here for centuries, and having to be that close to anyone for that long would drive anyone crazy. Why haven't you just..." He shrugged. "I don't know... left? Gone your own path?"
Empathy was not going to work with Pyrrhe, she obviously was way too self-centric to care about anyone else's feelings. So, he was just going to cut the bullshit and ask the real questions. She didn't like Oscea or Ayre it seemed, and she was only hurting them so what the fuck was her problem? There's no way that she was literally just one bundled up stereotype because that would be really unimpressive. Break the fucking mold for once, why don't ya, Pyrrhe?
Whatever.
His attempt at offering the olive branch of peace with Pyrrhe had been burned down so instead, Horus turned to Oscea. She was pleasantly mellowed out, which was a nice change of pace from the fiery, pun intended, personality he'd been slamming his head up against like a brick wall. And she had a semi-physical form that wouldn't cause him harm. Ignoring the fire sprite for a moment, Horus approached the small lake and bent down with his hand outstretched. "Horus. Pleasure to meet you, sorry about sparking this mess, I'll do my best to be out of here as soon as I can."
Annoying as Pyrrhe was being right now, he really did feel bad. Ayre was a little loopy, but friendly, and he felt bad about his sudden interruption into their life- unintentionally or not. It almost felt as though this little fight was his fault, seeing as it never would have started at all had he not stumbled into there. Poor sprites. Except Pyrrhe, seriously, calm the fuck down Pyrrhe. Break the stereotypes, you're better than that.
Probably.
Maybe.
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Post by swiftyuki on May 26, 2020 17:07:43 GMT -8
[smear:#98c0d6]"We can't! We're trapped here foooooreeeeeeeeeeverrrrrrrrrrrr!"[/smear:#b892e2:3] Ayr wailed. It was true, if Horus took a good look around, he'd find that cavern entrance totally gone. And a pile of rocks that... Were they there before or not? Who knows? Even I don't remember.
Pyrrhe growled, increasingly annoyed now that Oscea is in the fray. The flame embodied being's colour began to change from red to an increasingly bluish coluor. [smear:#98c0d6]"Oh dear...."[/smear:#b892e2:3] Oscea said, though her tone didn't seem too concerned. Although, that seemed to be her surface attitude this whole time, which probably shouldn't be taken as a sign to stay relaxed.
[smear:#98c0d6]
"STOP YOUR GODS DAMNED CRYING!"[/smear:#b892e2:3] Pyrrhe roared, her body exploding and forcing out a wave of fire in all directions. Oscea was steaming from the heat, Ayr on the other hand seemed to scream as half her body was burned out. Plant life all around was lit aflame, and the rock pile just... seemed to sigh. Rock piles sigh right? Right?
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Post by Sparky on May 26, 2020 18:56:33 GMT -8
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My gods... Horus looked around at all the chaos, taking a step back from the flames. Turns out Pyrrhe couldn't break the stereotypes and she wasn't better than them. Ok let's be real here, no one's actually surprised about that fact, but Pyrrhe was straight up going to actually kill these two. At this point Horus couldn't even actually do anything, either. Fire was his opposing element and it's not like he could heal elements themselves. They don't have physical forms.
Hearing the sigh, Horus looked back towards the rocks. Player four has entered the game. That also was about as much as the hunter'd expected as well. So, ignoring Pyrrhe like always, Horus just decided to go to the pile of sighing rocks, hands on his hips. "I don't suppose you're going to burst out to cause more chaos, are you? Or are you planning on keeping your head down?"
He's talking to rocks now.
Sentient rocks, sure, but still rocks. Horus sighed and looked back towards the bickering, potentially fucking dying, sprite trio. My gods... He repeated internally. I'm just a glorified babysitter and I'm not even getting paid for it. Well... if I'm a babysitter I'm probably not doing a good job of it either. How do you calm down a kid throwing a temper tantrum again? I mean, she literally refuses to calm down? Do I just let her burn herself out?
It wasn't like Horus could calm her down any.
He looked to the ceiling, wondering if he could just start firing piercing shots into the roof and if it'd dig far enough out. Very least if it didn't dig him out, the cave in would put him out of his misery. The hunter pinched the bridge of his nose. Maybe he should have just stayed in the bed of vines with all the eyes. Horus collapsed heavily next to the pile of rocks. His mind was checking out here, he'd tried everything and nothing was left for him.
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Post by swiftyuki on Jun 1, 2020 8:07:22 GMT -8
The topmost rock shifted and turned as if looking at him. Except they didn't have eyes. Or a mouth. It was a literal pile of rocks that seemed to animate. The sigh itself seemed to some from the rocks somewhere in the pile rubbing against itself and freshly ground up bits of sand falling down to make the noise. Although even then without much of a voice and a face to emote with, it seemed to be tired of the drama and turning its top rock to 'face' him seemed to have it ask 'Do you want me to do something about this?'
Oscea was next to Ayr, trying to see if she could make the air elemental recover, which she seemed to so long as Pyrrhe wasn't eating up the air to continue fueling her own rage-extended fire. Oh wait. Horus. Horus you might want to do something quick. Is it getting stuffy in here? And hot? It might be that flaming hot Cheeto over there.
Oscea could do something with her element, but she didn't seem to want to hurt anyone. That wouldn't end well at all, now would it?
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Post by Sparky on Jun 1, 2020 12:27:14 GMT -8
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Horus looked towards the featureless face, and with a small huff, he gave a motion that simply said "Be my guest." Horus was tired of this bullshit. He was honestly pretty frustrated, and he was close to boiling over. But at the same time, reprimanding a child by yelling at them never made anything better. And as much as he wanted to scream his lungs out at Pyrrhe and put her in her fucking place... there was a fifty-fifty chance that would only make things worse. Horus sighed and dropped his chin into his hands.
The scene of Oscea frantically trying to help Ayre and Pyrrhe losing her absolute fucking shit was just. Frustrating. Infuriating. Poor Ayre. Poor Oscea. They didn't deserve any of this. How could any of them put up with Pyrrhe? It was almost abusive, if you really thought about it. That train of thought really hurt Horus's heart. Pissed him off even more, as well. Then again, it was also getting harder to think. Pyrrhe's freakout was certainly consuming a lot of oxygen in this increasingly stuffy cavern, and it was starting to make the poor plant mage feel light headed.
Hopefully this mass of pebbles had some idea on how to calm her down. If Horus had to get angry in order to keep Ayre from dying and from him being fucking suffocated, he would certainly do it. But he also didn't know Pyrrhe personally, like this bundle of boulders probably did. Gods, how the hell did he end up in this batshit crazy situation? |
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Post by swiftyuki on Jun 2, 2020 9:21:44 GMT -8
The bundle of rocks rumbled and moved as it it was rearranging itself to 'stand up'. It lumbered over to a flaming Pyrrhe, who just turned towards the rocks and threw a bout of flam their way. It left only the moss singed as the rock elemental just kept nearing towards Pyrrhe and Pyrrhe was too rage-induced to realise who was who and what was going on. Oscea just stepped back, trying to move Ayr out away from Pyrrhe and the rock elemental just kept going and lumbered past Pyrrhe and towards the wall. It stopped and turned, raising a rocky arm and slamming it against the wall hard enough to make the cave shake.
The shaking was short but it was enough force rippled through the cavern as loose dirt fell on Pyrrhe before a large rock did and landed straight on her head. The flames she was releasing heated the rock and it cracked upon impact with her head. Pyrrhe herself went incredibly dim and dropped to the ground, the rock itself now split in half and resting on either side of her. The rock elemental made its walk over to Pyrrhe just to check on her and all she did was groan. She seemed to be find for the most part, despite being out cold right now. With that the rock elemental wandered over to the pool of water, submerging itself and letting out a hiss where the burning moss was.
Oscea was silent, Ayr's crying softened up as she was calming down. All seemed.... well.
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Post by Sparky on Jun 2, 2020 15:19:30 GMT -8
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Did... did that just happen? Horus blinked in surprise and shock. No, no it couldn't be that easy? Just bonking the shit out of her and burying her under dirt. Honestly, as much of a dick Pyrrhe was being she didn't deserve to get dunked on that hard. Maybe. Sort of. Well ok maybe a little bit. She was being a raging cockwaffle after all. Horus looked towards the rock elemental, chilling in the water like nothing happened.
"Is... is she going to be ok?" Her flames were dim but she wasn't dead. Probably? Horus went over to check on the half-buried fire sprite. Yeah no she's still alive. Phew. That would have been messy. But, speaking of messes, Horus carefully brushed away the dirt, careful not to touch Pyrrhe directly so, you know, he wouldn't burn himself. That would have been a bad deal. Sure, the hunter could heal himself. But did he really want to waste energy on a burn? No. No he did not.
Well, while the baby took her dirt nap, Horus went over to Oscea and Ayre. The only two people here he actually gave a damn about. No offense rock person, you're super chill and you helped out a lot- but he doesn't know you yet. Besides, you can take care of yourself, you don't need professor plant to worry about you. You're good. If anything, you could say the rock sprite was... rock solid.
Heh. Erm, anyways.
Horus crouched before Ayre and Oscea, tilting his head slightly. "Are you two alright? That was a bit of an intense moment right there." Honestly, if the rock sprite hadn't stepped in, peaceful and kind hearted Horus was going to lose his gods damned mind. The young man had been on edge and he was on the brink of screaming his head off at Pyrrhe. Sure, he might have gotten crispy from... well... being burned the fuck alive by the fire sprite, but hey. At least he'd be able to vent some frustrations before he was condemned to a crunchy end. All in all, it was a good thing that the rock elemental was noticed just in time. Otherwise, Pyrrhe would have had herself a triple kill, and last time Horus checked, this wasn't really a competitive match at present.
Friggin team killers.
All in all, not a bad end to a dangerous situation. Now, hopefully things could calm down, nice and simple and they could relax and just... not kill each other. That would be nice. You know? Three out of the four here were really nice and Horus didn't want anything bad to happen to them. Especially Ayre, she was a sweet, pure, wholesome girl that didn't do anything wrong and she didn't deserve this. Horus has only know her for a little while but if anything were to happen to her he'd kill everyone here and then himself. Ok maybe not that far, but she didn't deserve to be almost fucking killed.
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Post by swiftyuki on Jun 5, 2020 7:40:15 GMT -8
Oscea seemed slightly stunned compared to Horus. [smear:#98c0d6]"I... I think so..."[/smear:#b892e2:3] Pyrrhe was still alive if she could groan. Ayr seemed to be recovering. Her body was misty and fuzzy looking but she seemed to be recovering while she cooled. Oscea was completely unharmed.
[smear:#98c0d6]"We're okay. Ayr just needs some rest to recuperate. What about you? Are you okay?"[/smear:#b892e2:3] Ayr was now sitting, hunched over while she was still recovering, one eye looking up at Horus as if silently asking the same question Oscea did.
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Post by Sparky on Jun 5, 2020 11:11:31 GMT -8
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"I'm fine, there's no need to worry about me. Just a bit dizzy from her flames eating up some of the air is all." The hunter took a seat and settled next to Ayre and Oscea. Light sprung forth from the palms of his hands, lifted to Ayre. It was a soothing glow, filled with pure life mana. While Ayre would no doubt heal on her own, Horus still wanted to give her a small boost. A pick-me-up, if you will. The thing was, the green haired man simply couldn't allow himself to sit idly by. He wanted to help, no matter how pointless.
Once done, the young man allowed himself a moments reprieve. He genuinely felt upset that they'd all been trapped down here for so long. These four deserved to be free. Admittedly, Pyrrhe was hotheaded, but perhaps she'd be better when not constantly trapped in a small space with others?
Not longer being stir crazy has ways of releasing pent up anger.
Besides, there's a whole new world for her to get angry at instead of everyone else here. Once more Horus considered the possibility of attempting to piercing shot his way out of here, with help from the rock elemental. The young man looked towards Oscea and Ayre. "You know, they seem to be quite the powerhouse. They brought down the roof. Have you considered asking them for help busting out of here?"
Horus motioned towards the rock elemental currently soaking in the water pool, then to emphasize his point, he nodded towards the currently buried fire elemental. Horus considered healing Pyrrhe, but was worried about her freaking out on him again. It was possible that him offering his help would trigger some sort of positive response. "Oh, this guy made me feel better, maybe I shouldn't light him on fucking fire." But it was also completely possible that she would just go "Oh, hey, I'm awake again and now I'm angry again cus I got dirt all over me. Burn."
The young man decided to just let her lay for a little while longer.
Not being roasted, toasted, or suffocated was a much more preferable pass time.
Speaking of pass times. Horus placed his hands upon the ground, a new light glowing from his palms. From which, flowers began to bloom, each taken and woven into a small creation. He didn't let the curious Ayre see just yet, instead surprising both the elementals once he was done. This surprise? Flower crowns. One blue, one more green leaning. Blue and white for Oscea, green and yellow for Ayre. Listen, the two deserved it. They were precious beans. Ayre especially was just a perfect little bab. Ditzy, sure, but she deserved the world, ok? If you disagree, just know that it's ok to have opinions, even if they're the wrong ones.
"I hate the fact that you're all trapped down here. You all deserve to see the outside. Having such little freedom... it's a fate I wouldn't wish upon anyone. Especially not any of you." Yes, including Pyrrhe.
Spell name: Healing Palm
Spell Main Element: Life
Affinity Strength: 1
Function: User emits a comforting aura from their hands, healing illness over time. Minor illnesses take less time and energy to heal, while major diseases take more focus, effort, and energy to manage. While an experienced mage can heal a critically sick patient if given enough time, should a normal user not have enough strength, they may find themselves only able to finish a job partway, requiring multiple sessions, or only able to dull the pain a target feels. (drains five mana per turn)
Availability: All Life mages
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Post by swiftyuki on Jun 7, 2020 6:25:57 GMT -8
[smear:#98c0d6]"Laskyrt doesn't really talk much or take too much action unless we really need them to step in. They are a rock of a few words."[/smear:#b892e2:3], Oscea said with a sagely nod. Ayr was now just healed enough to sit up, only her arm growing back. She seemed happy though and thanked Horus for the help healing.
The two graciously accepted the flower crowns, putting the respective ones on each other, Ayr placing Oscea's on her head and vice versa. The two seemed relatively pleased with the flower crowns and looked like sweet summer children. How cute.
[smear:#98c0d6]"All we know is this cave, but it isn't all that bad."[/smear:#b892e2:3], Ayr said trying to sound somewhat reassuring. She didn't appear to be lying either, so life here wasn't all that terrible. Ayr seemed to settle down on Oscea's lap, falling asleep quite quickly as her arm seemed to regenerate. All was calm once again.
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Post by Sparky on Jun 7, 2020 10:35:45 GMT -8
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Good, the healing magic worked and the two seemed to like their flower crowns. Horus gave the duo a small smile in response. As Ayre settled down, Horus calmly looked out over the room. He still felt awful that they were all trapped in here with no way out. Hopefully, Pyrrhe wouldn't go ballistic again. However, this still left a question to be answered; How the hell was Horus ever going to get out of here? Not that Oscea, Ayre, and Laskyrt were bad company, but really he needed to see the sun again.
Not to mention his forest still needed to be cared for, and his home couldn't be left to go into disrepair. The way he came in, however, was just a one way dead end filled with creatures and sentient kidnapping plants, even if Laskyrt could open in back up, where the heck would he even go from there? Horus sighed and laid back in the grass of the cavern floor. Now what? |
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