goo-volution 2022 | prompts (closed)

[castiiian]

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each day, a new piece of the story will be revealed, and you will react to it here via prompts!

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current prompt


goo-volution is almost over..
how about a final battle!?
sign one of your goobies up for the goo games.. basically ultimate dodgeball!
how does your goob react to being signed up?

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answering the prompt for day 15!
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[castiiian]

goo-volution

goo-volution is set on the date when the great gob first separated, which is why it is also known as 'the revolution' or 'the great separation'. this is a goob holiday during which agels and diabs pay respects to their differences, basically, what makes them unique from one another! prior to the separation, the great gob was worshipped by all goobies, as there wasn't much difference between goobies back then. nowadays, agels give thanks to the gobbess and diabs give thanks to the gob during this holiday.

long ago, the great gob would spend time with its creations during this holiday; and when it split into the gob and gobbess, even then the two would spend time and care for their goobies. however... it has been several hundred years since the gob or gobbess have been seen...

until today.

the clouds seemed to pull back like curtains, rolling out of the way to reveal the clear blue sky... which soon became overrun with an overwhelming colors as something rise over the horizon. but it was not the moon. instead, the dawn's colors were coming to life, orange and purple bubbling and swirling in the entire sky, until finally, three pairs of eyes came forward to look down upon the world.



the gobbess herself. she has returned, distant planets orbiting in the background, stuck in her atmospheric goo, reminding you just how large she really is. she speaks, and no one can turn away.

"my wonderful goos! my agels, my- others-!... it has been far too long, the gobbess has been away for far too long-! but... but how are you not draped in darkness or eternal cold? how has the sun continued to rise, and the seasons moved away from winter, without my doing-?"

there is a moment of silence. no one can speak against her, even if they wish to.

"he is still here. he is STILL HERE, ISN'T HE?... HOW FOOLISH of him, to think he could have hid here, among you simple goos-... VERY WELL. YOU TERRIBLE, NAUGHTY GOOS... you're hiding him, aren't you? SHOW ME HIM. BRING FORWARD THE GOB... you may think he has been very kind, raising the sun and moons, turning the seasons... but he has betrayed us, ME! i know he's hiding as... a simple creature. as one of you... beloved goos. please, be good children now, and show me the gob."

one, after another, after another, goobies push themselves forward. they crave life so badly- they crave mercy so badly- they would sacrifice one another. throw friends, family, and partners in front of the gobbess...

she is disgusted. it makes the air taste sour. she isn't disgusted because of this- willingness to obey her command, this, this she expects of her creations. instead... she is disgusted because each and every goob they push forward isn't him. not a single goob manages to root out the gob hiding among them- and this disgusts her, almost as much as it enrages her.

"how... expected of you... to disappoint me; like all things MUST- perhaps i should swallow you up, return you to where you came from- wouldn't that be-"

she was about to go on, and on, and- perhaps even ungoo these goobies- but... she doesn't. she doesn't because of a loud, ugly voice in the crowd. it sounds like brimstone to her, but to others... perhaps it is the voice of their savior. unfortunately... no one can quite triangulate the voice, despite it coming from the crowd, no one's mouth is moving.

"stop this. you're scaring them... why have you come back, Fallen...? why couldn't you just stay away..."

the gob's masculine, faceless voice is as fallen as the name of the gobbess... speaking with her- is no easy task for him, that much at least is clear. as for the gobbess having a name... how she despised that. she abhorred it for how... normal it made her seem. she was not normal. she was the divine.

"quit your hiding- you've spoken, you must present yourself now! after all; can't you see i've come for you? i've come so we could start anew! we could make an entire new world, in our image, again- only- better! more perfect- more like me!"

the gob... finally makes himself known, knowing now that the gobbess would not be easy to... get rid of. it wasn't as if they had a giant curtain to keep her away...

there was a giant puff of black- almost smoke. but... instead it was... a cloud of stars. a mantle of stars. if she, the gobbess, made each and every planet, then he made each and every star... this cloud of goo and stars pushed past the crowd, until one goob stood there, cloaked by stars and twilight.



it was... jystyr?.. although he looked quite different now that he shed his plain goob disguise... his presence on the ground- feels nothing like the gobbess'. while she makes the air taste of ice and fear- he is warm, and shrouds those under his black clouds with a blanket of stars.

"my dear juliette... what have you done? why aren't you in the sky with me?... come now, return to your true form and join me once again, won't you?... you wouldn't want to disappoint me- you wouldn't want to displease me..."

"no. and... don't call me that, please. hurry up and come down from the sky before you burn out their eyes with your... truth."



the gobbess finally lowers herself to the ground, becoming a... a spectacular goob, with a black hole at its chest. your gut tells you this is where her heart should have been, but perhaps, it has been gone for a long time now. when she stands, she makes a clearance around herself, much like the gob opposite of her. they face each other for the first time in thousands of years... and perhaps that is a very, very bad thing.

goobies begin to... chose sides. something they have never done before, and... the silence as they amass behind the divine they support is deafening. both the gob and gobbess gather followers- but, the gob seems bothered by those who stand at his side. he knows this will only lead to further trouble.

"how- how dare they swarm to you! like moths to a deadened flame! those children- they're blind! foolish! i am the sun that lights this world!"

"how can you say that when you've been gone for so long? when you haven't been here to make the sun rise?... you've become more... delusional. our goobies aren't... choosing sides. forgive them, they're only seeking protection-"

"they are seeking to DISOBEY me! their GOBBESS!... do you feel proud that these children follow you-? i know- OH, i know... i've the perfect plan to start anew! we'll have our beloved child Morr'geth swallow it up like the last one! we'll correct this mistake, and you will love me again!"

the gob took a step back, clearly... undone by the gobbess' unhinged words. his face- undivine as he fought his emotions, tried to hold himself together for all the goobies watching and counting on him.

"...no. we will never do that again. you will not have him destroy this world, and you will- you will not make those threats again."

but how could he ensure she keep such a promise? he... he could only think of one thing.

his mantle of stars moved towards the gobbess quickly- and she screeched in response, the black hole in her chest widening as she tried to catch the black cloud of goo and stars... but she could not swallow it all. the black goo covered her completely- and in the pure darkness of it, his stars shined brighter then ever.

and then, the cloud of stars moved away, leaving behind a fuming gobbess, who rose to the sky on four, holy wings.

"jules-! when i come back... i will burn out the SKY for this-!"

"my names jystyr now! jys-tyr!"

she left out a fiery roar of frustration as she flew up into the atmosphere with a single beat of her massive wings. once the gobbess has gone from eyesight- jystyr slips into a more comfortable form, his twinkling stars disappearing as he once more just... blends into the crowd. he shrinks slightly, shy.

the gobbess has been weakened, and thus retreated. the gob has won.

[ the agel trait, t2: additional ears, is now available for all users, having moved to the category g2! ]

[castiiian]

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also serves as a 'reserved' in case the story gets too long.

[castiiian]

☀ day 1 ☀
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[Griff]

answering the prompt for day 1!
username: Griff
team: diab
prompt:

Istovan paused a moment at the question, his always blank expression turned towards the three young goobs who had asked it. "Do I believe... oh surely you must be joking! Where Did you lot pick up this from?" All eyes turned towards Ugin, who responded holding up a note.

,Some of the older ghosts remember him. Some wish to see him again...'

Istovan scoffed, nearly dropping a beaker as he did. "Let me tell you something. For whatever reason they are long gone... and good riddance I say! We goobs can handle ourselves thank you very much. We don't need some deity holding our hands. Now any other questions? No? Then off with you! Go do useful science or cleaning or something!"

As the trio walked away they all seemed to sigh. 'I am still curious though...' Ugin admits in another note to her sisters.

"Then let's find out ourselves," Crowley replied. He won't even know we're gone "

"Ooooh an adventure! Awesome!" Harley added. "Let's go!"

[annaebell]

answering the prompt for day 1!
username: annaebell
team: diab
prompt:

Does your goob believe the gob and gobbess are still around?

Soleil does believe that the gob and gobbess are still around somewhere.
They have to be! Where else could they have gone?

And, when ever something good happens to her, Soleil believes that it it the gob looking over her and taking care of her. No matter if its something as small as finding a coin or as big as avoiding a life treating situation. She believe the gob is always looking out for her as they are with all the other diab goobies.

The gob and gobbess may very well be gone in body but in spirit and in mind she believes that they're still around.

She won't lose hope that one day they might even return. Maybe not in her day or her children's days but one day they might.

[bakuraas.]

answering the prompt for day 1!
username: bakuraas.
team: agel
prompt:
Waktos walked up to the smaller goobie, who watched as lines of goobies moved towards the shrine of the gobbess, placing offerings of candles, valentines cards, and some even setting up next to the shrine to play the gobbess a song. "Acryl, Whatever are you doing here? I was certain you would be at father's shrine like you are every year." The agel mused, but when the diab in front of him stayed silent, he sighed. Waktos settled down next to the minor gob, making sure he was able to meet their eyes with his own without the interference of his halos or wings. They stayed like that for a while, silent, hearing the music as the only sound, all other noise muffled into nothingness.

"What if they never come back?" Acryl finally said, shuffling to hide more into themself at the words they spoke. "What if we never get to see them again? What if I never get to spin the wheel with him again? What if you never get to watch the artists draw her again? What if-" Before they could finish their anxious tirade, Waktos put a careful, comforting paw on their back. "Acryl...I understand it's scary, to think about if they might never be seen again. It has been...such a very long time but- I do believe they're out there somewhere. We'll be able to celebrate with them again, I'm sure." The words were comforting, especially coming from someone so attuned to time itself. Still, Acryl's sigh was one of sorrow. "I...guess you're right, Waktos. They'll be back someday...even if it takes a few hundred more years..."

Waktos frowned softly at Acryl's pained voice, but he truly had no more to say. In a way, he too was afraid of the possibility of the gob and gobbess being truly gone. But this was not the time for that, this was a time of celebration, and he knew just how to get both himself and the design gob back into the correct spirits. "Say, Acryl. I heard the goobies started their drawing competition today, care to join me watch their artistic endeavors?" Just as expected, the minor gob shot up from the ground, their sorrow and frowns replaced by a wide, excited smile. "Really!? Of course I would! Let's go! Now now now!!" Before the major gob even lifted himself up from the ground entirely, Acryl was rushing away to where they knew the competition was being held. Waktos laughed, following the other, and hoping to leave their worries about all of this behind. At least for now.

[Moonlight heavens]

"does your goob hold onto hope that the gob/gobbess is still around?"

answering the prompt for day 1!
username:Moonlight Heavens
team:Diab
prompt:Kachina tilted her head slightly at the question. "Im not sure, I have faith our Gob is still around but at the same time...Im not too sure either. Ive payed my respects at the shrine but it seems to be abandoned. What is to say we aren't as well?" She received a bump on her shouder as Pastel approached. "I on the other paw believe that the Gobess and the Gob will return!" The blue hued good shook her head at Pastel's awnser. "Well honestly ir remains to be seen"

[imabanditø]

answering the prompt for day 1!
username: imabanditø
team: diab
prompt:
neptune says... “of course i do!! i bet the gob is just enjoying a very good vacation, and he doesn’t want to leave! that’s what i’d do if i was a gob..... endless vacation time!!!”

pathos says... “honestly, i’ll just go with whatever neptune said.”

sol says... “i mean, it’s cool to think that the gobbess may be out there somewhere. maybe they’re still here, maybe they aren’t - i don’t know for sure.”

pitre says... “yeah! don’t listen to what velle and cal say. they can be so negative sometimes…”

cal says... “not at all. i bet the gob already found a way to escape this cruel world.. he’s probably created a whole new, and better, place for creatures ten times better than us.”

velle says... “i think i agree with cal on this one, but.. just not to that degree, i suppose? i don’t know. it’s all so complicated - it’s hard to wrap my head around it all. but cal’s always right,” velle says while beginning to blush. “i mean, mostly. he is cute and all, but they aren’t too ,,, smart sometimes.”

[almond.milk]

answering the prompt for day 1!
username: almond.milk
team: diab
prompt: eve has only heard stories of the gob since he was a still a little goo. as he grew up with no sign of the Gob, his faith has then waned. it didn't affect his morale all that much, as to him, whether or not the Gob was around, life would still continue as normal. but in his heart, eve still holds out hope that on some miraculous day, the Gob would appear. still, until then, he pays his respects but doesn't have high expectations.