Username: Macyduke
Name: Raspberry tourmaline
Gender: Technically female (Thinks of self as gender-less. She, her pronouns)
Gem:
Raspberry tourmalineWeapon OR armor location: Simple bow with arrows of light that appear pink
One Extra:
The cold grip of fear wrapped its paws around Raspberry Tourmaline as she opened her eyes to the earth-no not earth. Having ever visited earth had been a dream this was the ship. The ship that she and her former crew had piloted. For a moment, Raspberry thought she was at peace and that the rebellion had been a dream. An idea shed created to counter the empty time she had flying from planet to homeworld to planet. Had the feeling in her gut been absent she might have believed the lie her eyes told her to trust. That the puny planet had been an invention of a board mind, the rebellion a way to pass time in the void of space that time shifted like fluid through. Had she truly believed what she was seeing was real, she would have had to deal with the fact that in her story, she had knowingly and willingly betrayed the diamonds and fought tooth and sword, or in her case bow, for earth. Furthermore, she'd gone almost gone as far to nearly shatter some-no at least a dozen other gems that’d poofed Amethyst. She knew earth, had lived on earth, she'd eaten earth, and had poofed others for it. The ordinarily comforting stone grey color of the hall's walls around her, along with the rest of the ship's walls, was darker, fainter, and in some spots missing all together. What she remembered her ship to be shifted into the remains it was currently-or at least what she remembered it looking like the day she truly left it behind. It was dead quite, the world currently around her, everything but the footsteps approaching her from behind. They were big, heavy, loud, and accompanied by a mixture of screaming voices. The looming fear building in her stomach mimicked the turning in her belly and became panic. Her fur stood on end, a deep sense of regret rooting it's way into the very core of being, she brought her paws up to her face in an attempt to summon her weapon but was froze before she could reach it. Whether or not it was the creature's intent to freeze Raspberry Tourmaline it had succeeded with the destroyed sheik of her name. "RRRRRAASBEREE" Her eyes snapped open, breath caught in the words that didn't dare go into the cold air of the night. Sweat pored through her fur and brought her mane down into the wet of a dew-covered field that was her pelt. She ran her paws through her fur, remembering what could have been the failed rebellion, what was the twisted faces, limbs, and tails of cracked gems fading and shifting unable to control their forms and sometimes worsening the condition of their gem, and perhaps worst of all the forced fusion of her Amethyst and team. She hated it, the nightmares; they haunted not only her subconscious thoughts but clouded her waking ones as well. The rebellion failing was quite possibly the worst of the nightmares, and what bothered her more than what was. What was could have been her former crew times every rebellious gem that'd lived on the planet, and to her that was worse than the monsters her corrupted friends had become. Screaming in agony for all eternity, wandering the planet searching for their remaining pieces, forgetting who they used to be. Had she wanted to look into why she felt it was better the war ended with the song from the diamonds, the song that took the remaining gems and tore the fabric of their minds to shreds, she probably would have found the source to be Amethyst. A crew member Raspberry Tourmaline had fallen deeply in love with while the crew helped to colonize over a dozen planets together. The gem she'd fought countless wars with, lost sight of during a battle in the revolution, and who'd she'd thought of nonstop while trapped in an object she'd forgotten the name of, a gem she found in a cluster of other former rebellious gems that she didn't completely recognize. The memory of her former lover’s searching shriek brought tears to her eyes and forced a pain filled scream through her lungs and between her lips. That part of the dream was real, or at least had been. Although she preferred to think of the moment they first met, their first mission, countless adventures, the beginning of their secret romance, and the freedom they felt upon considering their decision to leave behind their beloved crew to join the rebellion and to fight along side the crystal gems in the hope that one day they would be able to display their affection for one another publicly and spend their time closer to each other, she couldn't help but think of Amethyst's cry.
The shire volume of it overpowered the other gem's voices and pushed some to fallow in her words while the others shrieked slightly quieter. The gems, at the very least four of them besides Amethyst, had reformed into a massive hand with feet instead of fingers on four of what Tourmaline knew to be seven appendages. The hand had used its limbs to drag its self forward; shrieking as it used its eye covered body to search for its missing pieces. Tourmaline cringed at the thought of the forced fusion, shivers running up and down her spine.
All the feet were on the left side of the creature, the limbs next to it being a tail fallowed by hands groping for anything that told them who they once were. Searching for something to return them to their former selves.The image of her former friends and-she ran her hands through her mane and shut her eyes tightly. She clenched her jaw, determined to keep another sound from escaping her. She hated this part, the part she thought of when someone mentioned Amethyst. When it started to play in her mind there was almost no stopping it. Over and over again, waiting for her to finish the memory and put it out of it’s misery.
Again and again it screamed her name, which was fallowed by its gurgling cry. "RRAAABERRRE!" The colorful creature would scream.The only way to stop it was to pierce what remained of- she didn't want to think of the purple gem's name. Tears ran down her face and she couldn't stop them. She summoned a bright pink bubble from a gem on her shoulder and let her eyes fall in it. She opened her eyes and purity into the semi-translucent pink sphere she held so closely to her chest. With in she could clearly see the mess of the forced fusion between an ocean jasper shard, a pearl blue pearl, a ruby shard, another jasper, and half a very large shard of what mentally crushed Tourmaline... Amethyst. Tucking the cluster beneath her chin, Raspberry Tourmaline found the strength to relay the memory of putting the creature to rest.
She remembered summoning her bow from the same gem she’d pulled the bubbled cluster from, pulling back the string and an arrow made of light appearing in the ready position. She held it momentarily so as to be sure of her aim and to swish the mane out of her eyes by thrashing her head to the side. It slid back into them, blinding her, but she didn’t need to see. Her aim was impeccable. She wondered if it would have been better for her not to see it’s demise, but decided that it didn’t all to much matter because in the end she did see it between the strands of her mane.
"I'm sorry.” She said allowed as she remembered herself both in tears and taking the shot, multiple shots. Each one of them hitting their target and disappearing upon piercing through their the forced fusion and into the wall of a kindergarten they’d helped to destroy long ago. The creature screamed, alerting two of the other forced fusions of her presence. But that’s where the memory ended. Only after it ended did she realize she was being held in the arms of a semi-larger gem. The gem ran her paws through Tourmaline’s mane, rocking her back and forth and holding her very closely.
“Shhhhh.” The other gem, Apatite whispered doing her best to sooth the slightly smaller gem. Tourmaline realized that her scream must have alerted the small group of gems remaining on earth of her nightmare, but for some reason only brought the gem she wasn’t especially close too to her. “It’s ok. You’re going to be ok.” The larger gem promised. Tourmaline didn’t question the other gem’s intentions despite the rift between them, instead she moved closer to Apatite, repositioning herself so that she sit sidesaddle in the larger gem’s lap with her muzzle nuzzled up against the other’s chest fur. Apatite hesitated for a moment before wrapping her arms tightly around the pink gem. The larger of the two knew why her new found cuddle buddy was in distress, she’d heard the other gems talking about the nightmares Raspberry had, and the loss she’d suffered, but had never experienced it in person. Meanwhile the smaller and older gem preoccupied her mind with anything but the purple gem she’d spent the last seven thousand years thinking about. She held on to the bubble until the tears stopped coming, and then absentmindedly stored it back in her gem. Apatite had long since been sure of what to do and by this time had frozen, stopped whispering what little soothing words she knew to the distraught gem, but continued to hold the smaller gem, even after she stopped shaking and put the bubble away. They stayed like that until Tanzanite and Peridot returned via warp pad. To which their immediate reaction was to separate before the others could see them so close after the argument they’d had two days before.
“What’s with the worried looks?” The green gem asked. Neither answered her, and she went on to tell them how the mission went.
Pick a number between 1 and 25: 23
Form is a huge wip. Love the show love the design. I'll defiantly be spending a lot of time on my entry. Scratch that my mom took some vacation and wanted to spend it with me.