[~Trompy]

Water carves carves its way into the earth, sometimes revealing precious stones to be discovered. This mist mane resembles one of those stones... the geode!

Owner: corrosive_limes
Name: Mikarita Majiou Iolinth Diaspiro
Gender for Breeding Purposes: Female

Competition
This viscet needs a name relating to earth/stone. Then I want to know what this viscet's favorite stone/mineral is, why, and I need at least one art piece to bring it all together. You have 2000 words to do whatever you wish with the rest of the form to show me how much you want it. I would prefer if one art piece is by you... I'm looking for effort over quality. But you can order extra pieces if you want!

Here's your base form... good luck and have fun!

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Username:
Name: (Earth/Rock related)
Favorite Stone/Mineral: (unlimited words)
Why: (unlimited words)
Art: (At least 1 done by you, extras may be ordered)
2000 words for extras:

This competition ends on August [strike]15 22nd!

Rules
No offsite forms (but they can be on a new thread here on CS)

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Mutations
Mist Mane - Event Rare

[cyberdragon725]

Res.
Shila
Sapphire changed my mind. Now using Lapis Lazuli

[dzo]

ᴛʜᴇ ᴠɪsᴄᴇᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ sᴛᴏɴᴇ

Username;; ~Prophecy~
Name;; Ruri
Gender;; Female
Favorite Stone/Mineral;; Amber
Art;; As a Figurine

Why;; Like Koji and the others did, Ruri left her creator. She stayed a surprising amount of time; enough to get the creator's hopes up. Now, none of them really want to stay. There is no freedom and everything becomes familiar. When she was first given the hint of life, everything was new and things were changing all the time. She knew what nothing was and had not even the slightest idea of what was happening. Her surroundings were constantly being modified, and the huge being (who she would later descover to be her creator) that would give her more life changed a lot too. When she was still mostly a small stone figure and couldn't move, Ruri tried her hardest to grasp any sense of familiarity. Just anything to learn what was happening and get answers. Soon Ruri knew and could point out to herself when she was on the table and when she was not. It was simple because the table itself never really changed, though it did get very confusing as the things on it would move around a lot. She never really knew specifics, like where she was on the table. She then started to tell which direction she was in. She could tell by the large objects against the walls! The human now, well she didn't know what it was. It was very touchy and expelled strong yet gentle sounds. At first, Ruri thought someone new would come in the room everyday... but that seemed strange to her because she thought that it would be strange for these beings to look so alike but still different. Her assumption was right when she realized a sense of constant familiarity in this being. Ruri began to be able to tell her creator from the other beings that would pass by because there was familiarity that Ruri could spot. There were two golden, heart-shaped stones dangling from what seemed to be the being's ears. One of them, the one on the creator's right, had a dark figure inside, which Ruri later found out was a bee. Later in the process of life, when Ruri was no longer a simple figurine and could move around freely she began to be taught: really everything a child learns. Right and left; Up and down. Proper manners, words, colors, numbers, the alphabet and so much more! Ruri could identify that these things were "amber earrings."
When she still needed the earrings to confirm the identify of the creator, every time a human would walk by Ruri would look to their ears to spot the earrings. So everytime the creator came over, she would see Ruri looking at her earrings fiest. Ruri remembers the time her creator first caught notice of this. She came over came over to the table the tiny, still growing viscet was on and and took the one off of the earrings for Ruri saying "Look little one! There is a bee in the amber!" Ruri thought this was bad and replied "Oh no! Should we get it out?! ..... What is a bee?!" Ruri was confused and didn't understand why the creator chuckled at that.
As Ruri grew, she no longer needed the earrings to identify her creator. By the time she was half grown, she could fully recognize people by their face and sometimes their voice, only if she had seen or heard them multiple times that is.
Ruri tolerated her creator's clingyness more than the others and had a better bond with her. She has more good memories than bad there at her old home. So unlike the others, the amber is not associated with a negative connotation, yet a strong positive one. This has lead amber to be her favorite stones, because of all the good times connected to it. Though the creator and Ruri now have departed, the earrings still are apart of many important memories, and she will surely never forget them.

2000 words for extras;;
Backstory;; A long time ago there was a lonely widow who badly wanted someone to love her. She wasn't necessarily attention needy, but she craved love and affection. She turned to witchcraft, but soon realized that was wrong and stopped out of the good of her heart. She used spells to do other things, but contained her need for love. There was a day when she went to the library: the first day she left her house in weeks. She picked out a book, one older than her! It was a witchcraft book and she was trying to find spells that sounded real. She read through it and came across a spell she knew she needed to try. The spell she found was one that could give life to something not living, it was powerful and extremely difficult to perform. First though, she had to prepare. Knowing exactly what she wanted, she built a pen in her backyard, animal proofed her house and thanked the lord for grand ceilings and tall doorways. She then carved a figurine out of wood, a viscet it was. Performed the spell and gave it life. There was an essence from the spell inside the viscet, which let it live. The essence grew stronger, so viscet slowly started to gain more life each day, and became entirely real. There was a strange bond between the witch and the viscet from the spell... the two could understand each other and talk. They had a lovely time together, but soon the viscet grew a love for nature and wanted to explore. She hadn't been outside the fence and wanted to be free. Feeling bad for the viscet, she wanted to let her free, but could not let herself fo it, fearing being alone again. It didn't matter, because she escaped anyway. So the witch, determined, made another figure, this time out of clay, and though the spell was made with less ingredients than it needed, it worked. The viscet was deformed a bit, but still a viscet. That viscet too wanted to leave, and so it did. The next viscet was named Koji, another wooden viscet. She was beautifully carved and had lots of detail because the witch wanted to show this viscet that she was cared for and wanted. The viscet was a big bookworm, and the stories gave her many ideas. She too wanted to be free, especially since her creator, the witch, disliked Koji's fondness for these books and knew she would want to leave. Koji ran away, and the witch again was devastated.

The witch grew so angry, was fed up with this behavior out of her children.
She knew she had to be extra careful with the next one. She gathered up expensive materials. Marble and nice stone. Geodes. She spent months working on the figure nearly nonstop. She gave it a gorgeous plush mane with soft fur, and it was ready. But the witch got an idea. Put the essence on the outside, it'll be more fragile, and they'll want to stay to be protected. So the witch removed the plush mane and instead put the essence there, for it to flow freely and easily be damaged. She successfully completed the spell, bringing life to the figurine and turning it real like the others. She took care of the mini viscet and was cautious more than ever. She showed love towards the viscet, and the viscet gave love back. The witch gave her a name. Ruri, which Ruri didn't learn for a while. Like the others, every day Ruri become more real. Her essence strongly flowed around her. The first sign of life was a blink, then the dart of eyes around. Soon Ruri could freely walk and run all over. She could flick her tail and smell good smells. She began to eat and play and bounce around. Ruri also grew from the figure only a few inches high to a mighty 5 foot 4. Yeah. Not so mighty concidering they should be 8 feet tall. But that is just because they don't start off as a normal viscling's size. Ruri's stone body began to turn to the fur-like feathers every viscet has. She eventually stoped growing and became fully real. It took a month and three days. Considerably longer than the others, but that was because the essence was not within Ruri, but outside her. Ruri liked being a regular viscet, except she always got angered by the fact that she couldn't be free because of the mist. Lies are what she was told.

"Your mist might blow out from the wind like a candle.
Your mist may get drowned out by the rain.
Your mist could not react well with pollen or heat.
Your mist would freeze if you are out in the snow
Your mist will likely be put out if you fall or get in a fight."

That is what she was told. A new excuse every time she expressed even the slightest interest of leaving her creator. So Ruri stayed. Cooped up and unhappy.

She didn't realize she was being lied to until she got fed up with everything. She stormed past the witch and threw open the doors with not a single thought. She stomped outside and froze- realizing what she just did as she heard the door slam behind her.

She was going to be all alone now.
Nothing to protect her.
Noone to protect her.

But she was still alive.
She was out of the fenced in backyard...
And she was still moving.

Ruri, now with no choice, walked away from her home, looking back once. The words she heard frequently from the witch echoed in the back of her mind.
"Just like there was life put into this amber stone, I put life into you."
"Don't try to go outside Ruri"
"It's a dangerous place"
"I love you more than anyone else ever will."
"Stay, my child."

She didn't realize what she was told was actually partially the truth until a large gust of wind went swooshing by. Ruri winced in pain as a bit of the essence was carried away and the remaining burned hot from being aggregated. Ruri knew of this pain... she remembered being told something about this.

"If the essence gets damaged, it burns. For example, Koji, if she runs too long, walks on sharp ground, or burns her paws the essence feels sometimes like stepping barefoot onto sharp, icy snow or being too close to a hot fire. If the essence is destroyed completely, you'll slowly start reversing back into a figure."

"So who was Koji," Ruri thought. "Why didn't I ask that before... I guess at the time it wasn't important." She mumbled to herself.


Ruri exclaimed out to herself, "I'm going to find Koji... somehow..."

[serotonin.]

dropping

[corrosive_limes]

"Sunshine

blinds you if you stare but

Username: corrosive_limes
Name: Mikarita Majiou Iolinth Diaspiro

Nickname: Mika
Gender: Female
Favorite Stone/Mineral: Ruby

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now I see

Why: Mika loves rubies above all other gems, partly for their brilliant, glowing red coloring, but mostly because to her, the gem seems to emanate a faint yet powerful sense of authority. Mika often feels overwhelmed when traveling by herself and when confronting monsters alone, as she knows she's not the strongest Viscet, but when she's in the presence of a ruby, she feels a sense of concentration and power unrivaled by that of any other stone, and she feels confident in herself and in control of her destiny. The fiery glow that ruby seems to emit also makes it easy for Mika to spot right away, even when mixed among other red gems such as red citrine, rhodochrosite, bixbite, and red diamond.
Rubies also hold a more sentimental place in Mika's heart as well. Mika doesn't remember her parents very well, as they'd been separated when she was still quite young. However, one thing she does remember vividly, was her mother's love of the color red. Specifically, she remembers her mother for the ruby amulet she wore. It had been made of silver and had had a brilliantly polished star ruby in the center with two smaller regular rubies to either side of it, and must have cost them half a fortune.
Mika recalls one autumn day, when all the leaves on the trees were turning vibrant shades of red, yellow, and orange. It had been late enough in the season that the wind had begun to gently pluck the leaves from their branches, twirl them through the air, and lay them gently to rest in a mottled mosaic on the ground. Mika had been happily bouncing through the piles of leaves, kicking them up into the air and watching them dance in the air when the wind caught them just right. She turned to her mother, who had been watching her antic with a gentle smile. Mika's eyes were immediately drawn to the rubies in the amulet around her mothers neck. Caught in the light from the setting sun, the stones had seemed to glow with an inner flame, a fire no amount of blustery wind or freezing water could quench. Her mother had clearly noticed her awed expression, for she chuckled softly.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"
Mika started slightly at the sound, as she hadn't realized how quiet the forest was now that the wind had died down. She nodded. Her mother smiled softly, and Mika watched as she reached up and undid the clasp on the necklace. Her mother padded over to her and held the amulet where Mika could more clearly see the rubies.

"Legend has it that rubies are forged in the hearts of dying stars, and fall to our planet as shooting stars," her mother murmured. "It's said that the glow from inside a ruby is an inextinguishable fire that will shine through even the thickest clothing and if put into water, would make it boil."
"Wow," breathed Mika, amazed.
"Indeed." Her mother smiled briefly. "There have even been many adventurers of legend who say that the ruby they were carrying grew warm and glowed brightly to warn them of impending danger, and even kept night terrors, illness, and negative thoughts at bay."
Mika's mother glanced up at the sky and saw that the sun had sunk below the horizon and the shade of night was beginning to creep over the sky.

"I do believe that's enough for one day, my little one," she said, refastening the amulet about her neck. "Let's get home before it's too dark for us to see."
"But if that happened, wouldn't the rubies' glow light the way for us?" Mika asked, inspired by the tales of the magic of rubies.
Mika's mother, who had already started on the path back home, turned and looked back at Mika.

"Perhaps it would, but would you really want to find out right now?"
After thinking her mother's question over for a minute, Mika answered.

"No, not really. If it didn't, it would be too dark for us to see our paws in front of our noses!"
"Indeed," her mother chuckled softly. "And you would trip over your own tail, too!"
"Would not!" Mika protested loudly, indignant.
"Would too," her mother responded teasingly, before turning back and continuing down the path, with a miffed Mika scampering to catch up.

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crystal, crystal clear."

Art:
Blink GIF ~ By me
"Black and Blue" ~ By me
"Crystal Clear" [Heart Bounce GIF] ~ By me
"Ruby Red" ~ By me
"The Tent" ~ By me
"The Witch" ~ By me
"The Cards" ~ By me
"The Beast" ~ By me

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2000 words for extras:

Word count: 1995 / 2000

"Well... what about that one, then?" the black and blue Viscet asked, pointing instead to a small buckler among the rows of larger shields.
"Twenty-five G," the merchant replied gruffly.
"Twenty-five gold..." Mika repeated, surprised. She thought over this for a minute, casting a glance at her nearly depleted coin pouch. She only had thirty gold left, and hadn't bought anything to eat yet. However, she did badly need a shield as her last one had splintered to pieces during her last close encounter with a monster. Mika huffed, and reluctantly handed over the twenty-five gold. The merchant made a pleased sound, dropping the gold into his own bulging coin pouch. Mika could hear the clinking of countless more coins as the glittering pieces tumbled from his paw into the gaping maw of the sack. He took the buckler down from where it was being displayed and passed it to Mika. She took it with a slight nod and a mumbled, "Pleasure doing business," before stepping away. She paused a moment so she could properly secure the small shield to her forearm. When she looked up again, she found herself outside of a dark tent.
At first glance she assumed it was just another merchant in town to sell his or her wares, but as she passed the entrance, something made her stop, and she turned her head to peek inside. The interior was dark, but she could make out the faint silhouette of a cloaked figure hunched over a small table back-lit by an eerie, flickering purple glow. The figure, seemingly sensing her indecision, glanced up from what it was doing and looked directly at her.
"Do come in! Haven't had many stop by today and I'm starting to feel a tad lonely," the figure said.
Mika hesitated and felt a burst of uneasiness run down her spine before settling in her stomach. Along with the uneasiness came a surge of curiosity as well, and after a moment of internal struggle, curiosity won out and Mika stepped into the dark tent.
Once inside, the first thing she noticed was the scent of smoke and various herbs. As her eyes adjusted to the dim light, she saw that the source of light was a purple fire with a cauldron suspended over it, and on the table was a crystal ball and a set of cards with various different symbols on them.

"Take a seat!" the cloaked Viscet exclaimed, gesturing with her paw - for the voice was clearly feminine - at a cushion on the floor in front of the table. "Fancy some tea?"
"Tea sounds great right about now," Mika murmured in response as she sat down on the cushion the Viscet had gestured to.
"It's my own special brew," said the other Viscet proudly, picking up a teapot set near to the fire and carefully pouring the mixture into two dark brown teacups sitting on the table. "I made it from golden cat's eye berries and the leaves of singing nettles," she continued as she set the teapot down again and resumed her position at the far side of the table. Mika picked up her cup and examined the contents, swirling it gently.
"I've heard of stinging nettles, but singing nettles?" Mika asked. "I've never heard of those before."
"Ahh I doubt you would've, unless you're from the far northern kingdom of Bloburou. They're not native to regions too far south of there." There was a brief pause as Mika took a hesitant sip of singing nettle tea. "So, what brings you here?"
Mika glanced over at the cloaked Viscet.
"To this town? Just traveling through. To here specifically? Curiosity, I guess," she answered.
The other Viscet nodded understandingly.
"Well, I assume that by now you've figured out that I'm a witch?" the other Viscet asked. She seemed to smirk slightly at Mika's surprised expression. "I've seen you staring at the crystal ball, fire, and Saraun Cards."
She paused for a moment and tilted her head, examining Mika from ears to tail-tip and pondering something.
"Would you like your fortune told?"
Mika was taken aback by the offer, and swallowed her mouthful of tea too quickly. "R-really?" she asked, coughing and sputtering.
"Yes," the witch responded. "I normally charge five gold for a fortune-telling, but there's something different about you, so I'd be willing to do it for free."
After a moment of consideration, Mika decided it wouldn't hurt.
"Sure, why not?" she said.
The witch Viscet nodded slowly, and gathered up the cards on the table. She closed her eyes and began to shuffle them while reciting what sounded like an incantation under her breath. She then split the deck in two, selected five cards at random from each deck, shuffled those together, and laid the stack face down when she was done. She plucked the top card off the new stack and turned it face up, putting on the table between them.

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"Sekhansz, the Nomad."
The next card was laid to the right of the first.
"Lerethum, the Wandering River."
Third card.
"Baravard, the Companion."
Fourth card.
"Lokerethn, the Serpent Lord of Confusion..."
There was a pause before the next two cards were drawn in rapid succession.
"The Twisted Blade and the Desolate Path."
An even longer pause before the witch drew the next three cards.
"Asataryth the Warrior, the Star Crossed Lovers, and the Split Branch."
Only one card remained. With a hesitant paw, the witch gently picked it up and turned it over.
"And the Blind Lady Fate..." the other Viscet sighed.
There was a brief, but heavy silence. Mika finally broke it.
"Is that...good?"
"No not particularly," the witch responded. "Sekhansz, the Nomad, represents a restless soul, and when paired with Lerethum is often a sign of someone who will wander indefinitely without ever finding a single place to call home, and is often an indication of loneliness and solitude to come. Baravard, however, could indicate that that may not be the case for you after all, but then immediately on the other paw, the Twisted Blade, especially when coupled with the Desolate Path, can often indicate betrayal and despair to come. Asataryth is the warrior, and can mean anything from a strengthening of resolve to a guardian or protector. The Star Crossed Lovers seems fairly self-explanatory. It means exactly what you'd think. Then there's the Split Branch, which in most cases is an indication of a monumentous choice somewhere in your future that could change the path of your destiny entirely. I would clarify more for you if I could, but you have the misfortune of having both Lokerethn and Blind Lady Fate, which together make it impossible to garner any more information about what's to come for you, I'm afraid."
Throughout the witch's explanation of the Saraun Cards, Mika had felt a growing sense of unease and discomfort, and was beginning to grow angry.
"Not even with the crystal ball?" Mika asked, becoming annoyed.
"No, not even with the crystal ball. Lokerethn and Blind Lady Fate are both symbolic of confusion and mystery, and Blind Lady Fate specifically can make it nigh impossible to discern information with the crystal ball, as Viscets who have her show up in their Cards often either have more control over their destiny than others or have one or more completely life changing choices in their future," the witch explained.
By now Mika was quite agitated. She got up and began to pace quickly back and forth in front of the table, tail lashing and emotions in turmoil. Her mane flared up in response to her emotional state and almost seemed to spark. Mika was confused, apprehensive, and now angry with the witch's inability to give her an explanation as to what it all meant.
"I-I have to go," Mika muttered, averting her eyes from the other Viscet's face and quickly stepping out of the dark, herb-scented tent into the bright afternoon sun. Once outside, she started for the front gate of the town. Her mind was still swimming with everything she'd been told, and she was running before she knew it. Past the stalls of merchants shouting and trying to get others to buy their items, past the houses, and finally past the gate, but she didn't stop there. Her legs carried her from the walls of the town to the outskirts of the forest and beyond as she tried to outrun the memory of the witch's words and the Saraun Cards flashing before her eyes. So oblivious was she to her surroundings that she wasn't even aware of where she was until her paw caught on a tree root snaking out of the ground and she tripped, falling flat on her muzzle.
"Oof!" Mika exclaimed as all the breath was knocked from her lungs by the force of the impact. She lied there for a few moments as she caught her breath, before pushing herself up into a sitting position. Mika took a moment to mentally berate herself for not paying attention to where she was going before standing up and shaking herself off. She spared a moment of concern for the buckler strapped to her forearm, as it had taken most of the force of the impact when she fell and she would not be happy if she'd already dented or scratched it after having only just bought it earlier that afternoon.
Mika quickly scanned the area around her to see where she was. Yep. She was in the forest all right. Letting out a heavy sigh, she continued on, but at a casual trot and not in full on running-from-my-inner-demons mode. She did her best to stay alert, as she knew she had to be able to react quickly to any threats that arose, but the forest was so beautiful, all the birds were singing, and the feeling of the sun's warmth on her back was so comforting that she couldn't help but get lost in thought.
Mika was startled out of her reverie by a deep, pulsating growl coming from her left. She instinctively reached for her sword, wrapping her right paw around the hilt while raising her left arm to protect herself with the shield. An enormous beast slunk out of the forest ahead of her and onto the path, and Mika's jaw dropped.

She'd fought many monsters before, but none like this.
It must've been thirty-five feet tall at the shoulder, at least. It had eight legs, with massive lion-like paws and razor sharp talons. It had a long flat tail covered in quills, with a ridge of quills and spines running down its back. It had two feline-like ears with tufts of fur at the tips and had a face like it had been hit with a brick in childhood. It had over half a dozen eyes, all of which gleamed golden yellow in the light shining through the trees.
All of which were watching her hungrily.
She drew her sword and gripped it tightly, heart pounding. Her mind raced as she tried to decide what to do. Her best bet was to just simply run. She'd never fought one of these, but she'd hear many a tale of how dangerous they were. It was a Bursington Giant Cat, a species that, while rare and elusive, were very deadly.
Mika took a step back, before turning and starting to run, though she didn't get very far before she heard a deep, resonating yowl behind her and saw a wall of quills bury themselves in the dirt in front of her, trapping her. She spun about once more, realizing she'd have no chance but to fight the beast.
It advanced on her slowly, and she felt the ruby in the hilt of her sword start to heat up in her paw.
She squeezed her eyes shut, fearing the end, when she heard a male voice call out from behind the thing.
"HEY! PUGFACE! LOOKING FOR ME?"

---- To be continued?

[~Trompy]

possible reserve
question: can each gemstone only be used once, or can multiple people have the same gemstone/mineral as long as the reason etc. is different?

I would recommend straying from a stone that's already being used, but as long as the reasons for choosing that stone are obviously different from whoever else has it, then I don't see a problem with it ^-^ It would just be easier for you to make your form when you don't have to worry about accidentally copying, so it's up to you!

[~Trompy]

24 hour warning! Extensions may be given upon request.

[corrosive_limes]

I've been super busy with stuff the past week and haven't had time to work on my entry for them. Could I request a 48 hour / 2 day extension possibly? I'll have more free time to work on developing my form for them then

[~Trompy]

I've been super busy with stuff the past week and haven't had time to work on my entry for them. Could I request a 48 hour / 2 day extension possibly? I'll have more free time to work on developing my form for them then

Yes you may! I'll add another week so everyone might get the chance to utilize the extension This now ends on the 22nd!

[Thebattleangel]

Filling this form out for Abraxis as a surprise

Username:
Abraxis

Name:
Realgar (pronounced re-al-gur)

Gender:
Male

Favorite Stone/Mineral:
Apatite

Why:
Realgar had been a big science fanatic ever since he was a kid, he especially loved doing experiments especially with phosphorous, which is how he found Apatite, little did most know he had actually done an experiment himself to find this mineral looking at its formula which is Ca5(PO4)3(F,Cl,OH), he had tried multiple experiments with multiple combinations of all the reactants being, Calcium, Phosphorous, Oxygen, Flourine, Chloride and Hydrogen, it was a lifelong project of his, millenia of combinations he had tried and failed, but he never did give up, until one day he had eventually.

Story:
it was about the 18th of March, he had all of his equipment set out on a tree stump that was partially rotting, but it was sturdy at least, the sky was a murky grey, suggesting a storm was nearby, or at the very least approaching, he sighed shaking his head, looking down at the tree stump,
"ok, conical flask, bunsen burner, uhhhh...... test tube.....",
his voice trailed off into the distance, his mind was shrouded by his thoughts, he shook his head again and proceeded with his experiment, he looked beside him, his sack like bag by his side, he gently reached into the bag and raised a bottle acid out with extreme caution, he placed it onto the stump, he raised his paw, counting to see if all of the equipment was there,
"One, two, three, four........five",
he sighed with relief,
"Alright, everything's here, now to go on with this",
he placed the test tube between the clamp claws, held it with one hand and tightened the claws with the other, he tugged on the test tube a little to make sure it was secure, it stood still, he looked over at the measuring cylinder, edged it closer to him slightly, he moved his left hand toward the acid, held it over the cylinder top, gently squeezed it, measuring exactly 10 ml's, his hand was slightly shaking, obviously nervous, but he didn't want to over do the reactant,
"ok.... perfect",
he exhaled,
"That's the first part of the solution done, flourine, chlorine and hydrogen, now for the other half",
his hands were shaking more and more now, the closer he got to accomplishing his life long dream, the more nervous he got, he held his arm down, the last thing he wanted was to alter the reaction in some way, he breathed in deeply, he did this a few times, he sighed again, looking at his right paw,
"You can do this",
he repeated a few times, he held his breath as he added the other solution, he closed his eyes, awaiting a sound, any sound, a sign that something was happening, his mind was full with doubt, there was a sudden fizzle sound, he looked at the test tube, the acid's and the alkali's were mixing together, creating a blue color, forming a solid, around the formatting solid though, there was a blue aura surrounding, he watched it, he didn't move an inch, he was amazed at what he was seeing, the fizzing had slowed, the reaction had run its course and had formed its product.

Realgar untightened the clamp, he tipped the crystal into his palm of his paw, it started to glow a brighter color after being in contact with his skin, he closed his palm, he kept it firmly shut, the crystal felt like it was melting, but he could still feel the sharp like edges of the crystal, his paw began to glow, steadily it covered his whole body, he didn't struggle or fight it, he felt like this was his fate, he felt he was getting stronger, becoming consumed by the crystals power of strength and somewhat of its beauty, he could feel his appearance changing, but he didn't dare open his eyes, not until he felt like it was over, he blinked a few times, the sun was shining, the crystal was still embedded in his paw he walked over to a nearby pond, it glistened with the sun rays reflecting of it, he looked in, to see, his appearance as been altered by the crystal, he now had a mane like mist and a few stone engravements on his mane pelt, he did feel kind of strange afterwards, he had never expected the crystal to change his life, he opened his paw, to see where the crystal lay, it became partly transparent, he placed the crystal on the ground beside him as he got a drink.

Unaware, he had kept on drinking as the crystal was now hovering in mid air, it was glowing a bright blue, made some kind of fuzzing noise, which alerted him, causing him to look out of it, he backed up slightly watching its every move, it seemed to be stretching oddly into the form of a viscet, which he thought was incredibly strange for a little mineral to do, he watched it cautiously, if it could do this, there is no telling what else it would do, it stayed in one form for awhile though, it was in the shape of a young viscet, it was no longer glowing, the color between the lines became to solify, to a dark-ish blue, the crystal lowered to the ground, there lay a baby viscet, with black and blue spikes, she was quite cute as she slept, he nudged her slightly, causing her eyes to open blink by blink, adjusting her vision, he was astounded at what the crystal had just done, it had just created an infant viscet out of nothing, thin air at least, she looked up at him with eyes similar to his,
"Who are you?",
he questioned,
"Im Bleu, but where am i?",
she said looking around,
"Oh, your in Avridge",
"Oh, makes sense i guess, though i dont understand why im here",
"That sucks, im Realgar by the way",
"Hi Realgar, nice to meet you"
Bleu started looking around, she saw the crystal and picked it up, holding it in her hands looking at every detail, she had a familiar twinkle in her eye,
"What is this?",
she said at last,
"My lifelong project",
he replied back proudly, but he was not prepared for what had happened next.

Bleu had started to run, far away from him, he was outraged, his only creation was slipping from his grasp, before he could start to run, she was out of sight, she must have been super fast, he was dazed and confused plus lost as well, he walked back to the stump and just looked down at it, the very thing he had been working on his whole life gone, within seconds, he sighed, just sat there and thought, he gazed off into the distance where Bleu had left, he got up and started running, in the direction she had gone, he was going to get his creation back.

He had came across something peculiar, it was like he had left a reality and entered a world of upside down, like a twisted reality, everything was upside down, which made him kind of dizzy, he could see Bleu she was on what seemed to be a roof, but it could have been a floor, but he had no time to ponder on it, Bleu had noticed Realgar,
"Ahhh, so i underestimated you",
she snickered,
"What are you on about?!",
he yelled,
"Well, no one can enter this realm unless they posses the power of the Apatite",
her voice echoed, bounced from wall to wall,
"Give it back, you did not spend your lifetime making it",
"Your right, i didn't, that i will fully admit",
"So, why did you take it?",
"I need its power and no one, even you, can stop me",
his blue carvings started to glow, showing his bond with the rock was more powerful then hers was, the more he concentrated on controlling it, the stronger he became, Bleu was trying her best, but her bond diminished, the Apatite soon came to his side and further changed him, him possessing more power from the mineral, his markings permanently glew and because of this Bleu was in fear, she tried to run, but the crystal had surrounded her, trapping her back into the crystal, causing the place to flip, leaving him more bonded with the crystal then he ever would be, leaving him a permanent guardian of Avridge, they all forgave him for his mistakes, but it did take time, and a lot of it, he did do years of thievery, millions of dollars worth, to pay for science supplies, which his guardianship payed for, keeping them from all threats.

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