[lovage]

fernmoon | sharkbait | team octopi | 307 words

sharkbait headed over to see if aukai would be willing lend some gear to help her out in the search. as soon as aukai agreed to help out, she grabbed what gear was needed which was just the usual scuba gear. between starting to get into the gear and planning out the search, the plan was the easier part. just a sweep of the ocean floor around shark’s boat would be the search area. getting the gear on was the harder part, all the holes in it and trying to remember where each limb went wasn’t the highlight of the search.

diving into the ocean, sharkbait just hoped that it would be quite quick as she didn’t have the desire to encounter something dangerous like a shark. the underside of shark’s boat was in view. it was quite lovely down there with all of the sea life around her, but it couldn’t distract her until she finished what she started. descending further down into the ocean, pressure was building on her as she reached the sandy floor. scanning the ocean floor yielded nothing, so she stuck her hands into the sand to attempt at searching for the missing tool. some time passed while doing this, but as soon as she stuck her hands into one particular area caused a massive school of tiny fish to come up from there. startling her, she swam back to the shore. when coming up from the deeper parts, she saw something shimmering on the shore. after investigating of the object, she knew that it was the missing tool. she soon groaned in frustration. only if she walked down the shore instead of diving into the ocean, she would have just found it and not wasted time. it was now time to return the stuff that she borrowed and the missing tool.

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Aukai flashes you a grin and a thumbs up from the shore,
though a look on confusion flashes across his face.
The tool looks awfully familiar.

"I ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ᴄᴏᴘʏ ᴡᴇɴᴛ..."

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Prompt Six is over, and Prompt Seven is posted!

[cribunni]

[ l i i l y || prompt 7 || sign up || 583 words ]

Shark’s warning lay as a heavy thought in the back of Prince’s mind as he slowly made his way across the island. His head tilted to view the tops of the soaring trees. The jungle stood — proud and dark — before him, the shadows beckoning him forward. As Prince took the first step into the wilderness, an eerie silence took place of the bustling noise from the populated island. Sand melted away, the mossy jungle floor taking its place. As he trekked through the frighteningly dark jungle, his eyes traveled along the twisting branches, and long shadows before him. Prince mumbled comforting things to himself, though when a twig snapped behind him, followed by the loud crash of dead leaves, he let out a yelp and ran through the winding trunks. His breath hissed from his tightened throat as the footsteps grew closer. Prince snapped his head to the right to steal a glance at the creature following him. He was met with emptiness. Prince yelled as he ran into something hard, falling to the ground. He looked up through wild curls, his maw dropping. An incredibly tall stag stood there, its chest puffed and proud. The long, nimble legs were at least half of Prince’s height, and a huge set of curling antlers topped the creature’s head. Specks of bright coloration littered its fur, ranging from neon green to pastel orange. One large eye blinked in the middle of its forehead, a kaleidoscope of colors within its iris. More noise came from behind Prince, and he swiveled his head to see another, slightly smaller deer appear. It was a beautiful doe, fur crystal white. It had one large eye as well, along with the colorful speckling of the male. And from behind the doe, two small deer tumbled across the ground. They playfully pushed into each other, butting heads. Tiny sets of antlers sat atop each head of the fawns, one a deep green, the other a light purple. They studied Prince with their own large eye, stepping forward to sniff him. The stag puffed at the Kalon beneath him, stepping over him delicately and joining his family. Prince scrambled to shaking paws, watching as the deer pranced in the opposite direction. Trails of light followed their footsteps.
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Prince had been walking for quite some time when he found the statue. It was a Kalon — to scale — made of what looked like silver. It sat with its legs crossed, 3 sets of arms raised around it. 4 eyes stared back at Prince, a devilish grin on the statue’s face. There was a plate on the ground before the statue, shiny and new. It read in stark black lettering: “Boa
προστάτης του ζούγκλας”
As Prince struggled to decipher the strange language, the sound of scraping stone gathered his attention. As he looked up, he noticed the first set of arms crossed over the statue’s chest. Prince leapt away from the statue, rubbing his eyes. When he looked back up, the arms were back in place. Though he could swear the smile was a little wider.
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Sun filtered through the trees as the vast jungle began to dissipate around him. Prince had already been walking for hours when his eyes met the crystal tide. He rushed through the thick foliage, paws meeting warm sand. As he broke from the jungle, a whisp of wind blew his hair wildly. He looked back to the trees, but their leaves sat still.

[skylark]

How is the hike, and what sorts of flora and fauna do they encounter?
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the flowers on the hike are so beautiful!

[fish-soda]

(( username: fish-juice || sign-up: ♡ || team: squid || kalon: jurielys || prompt: 07 || word count: 459 ))


He had heard many tales of mermaids and the beautifully unmatched powers they can possess; but, as mythical as he was himself, Juri had never yet seen one of these gorgeous creatures - and at this unexpected opportunity, he wasted no time heading off into the forest. At first it was very ordinary, and while forests were far from his favorite places, it wasn't anything that he had no experience with. He didn't expect the travel to be as difficult as he was warned.

Oddly, it soon felt as if a spell had been cast over him, or perhaps he was so entranced with this new quest that his perception was altered. For whichever reason, the flora and fauna he passed was growing more unfamiliar as he ventured further. Jumping to far conclusions, he thought maybe this part of the island itself was enchanted, but varied depending on who went through it. The flowers around him became more vibrant, the way they grew started to resemble streaming fireworks and floating lanterns, and the color of the sky itself slowly shifted to a pale pink right before his eyes; it seemed to want to remind him very specifically of his home. He caught glimpses of little animals that darted past, with long tails and swaying motions that resembled the rays in the ocean. Their fur all seemed to sparkle. It had to be a ruse - it had to be an illusion toying with him. But it only made him more determined, for the warning gave him excitement. No, his first guesses weren't right, the forest itself must be alive, or maybe these mermaids had powers to manipulate it - but it was clear that the familiar feelings it manifested were meant to draw wanderers closer. And that's exactly what he intended to do. However, his steps became slower as the forest grew more magical. Soundless fireworks now rose up into the pink sky, wrapped in countless stars, and he could barely describe the animals in that moment, which all looked like a mix between normal ones and various sea creatures. He wasn't sure why so many were even there; they just seemed to appear, and watch him back. It was simply unbelievable that he encountered something like this here, almost too tempting to relish in and stop moving.. but he couldn't be swayed from his goal.

Forcing himself to face the ground only, which was covered in shimmering grass, he fought to disassociate himself from his surroundings and walked faster. He didn't know how much time had passed, but he knew when he reached the end - he cautiously lifted his head, to which the scenes were gone, back to the simpler mysterious aura it had before he started. It brought a smile.

[Ｍｉｓｓｉｎｇ✖]

How is the hike, and what sorts of flora and fauna do they encounter?
team - squids ______ sign-up[Shinigami]_____ response:

[SkyGold]

"Iꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ sᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ sᴏ ʙᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ sᴀʏ I ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴ ʏᴏᴜ.
Mᴀʏʙᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜰɪsʜsᴛɪᴄᴋ Tᴏʀɪɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴠᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴜsᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴀᴛ."


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| Prompt 7 |
SkyGold

[recherché.]

prompt #7
how is the hike, and what sorts of flora and fauna do they encounter?

kina really just paid attention to all the pretty flowers around her.

[Lepid]

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[SilentMelody]

SilentMelody | Azrail | squid | How is the hike, and what sorts of flora and fauna do they encounter? | 269 words

Despite being the angel of death, Azrail hasn't seen a mermaid before -- not even to take them to the afterlife. Perhaps they are immortal? He doesn't have a clue. Shark definitely seems wary of them though.

The hike over is gorgeous. The trees are a bright green with long leaves offering shade and blooming orange flowers. Some birds hop from tree to tree and call to each other, dancing. A different animal calls from afar and scares some of them, but they settle down together. It was a long time since Azrail had last been in a tropical forest.

As he got closer to the cove, the night begins to fall and he can feel a sort of magic in the air. It sends chills through him, and he unfolds his invisible wings to embrace it. Fireflies approach Azrail, and instead of glowing their usual yellow they glow a light purple. A kinkajou scurries down a tree trunk and peers at the bugs, its pupils shining purple in the reflection of the fireflies. He crouches down and opens a palm, welcoming it. The mammal sprints over and onto Azrail's arm, eventually landing on his shoulder.

The jungle suddenly turns a purple as well -- or at least, it seems to. Upon closer inspection, he sees that it's only bathed in purple light. Glancing up, Azrail notices that the moon has turned lavender. Tree frogs croak and cling to tree trunks, drawn to the light. All of the animals seem surprised by the change in their habitat.

Azrail smiles wistfully and continues on, not minding the kinkajou still on his shoulder.