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Eevee

Re: Death Grove Prompt
« Reply #30 on: October 17, 2019, 11:57:51 PM »
Round: 2
Prompt Response: After going through the dark, trodden, and sandy path, Shadow in the Light was greeted by a warmth he wasn't expecting to come from such a gloomy looking path. He noticed the various paths that were well carved out by hooves and was reminded of the paths through the swamp. The heat was unbearable though, and the paths started to hurt his hooves so he looked for a place to get out of the heat. Off in the distance, Shadow in the Light saw a large, rocky hill and was considering going there for shade. He changed his mind once he saw there was no shade from the unrelenting sun. Instead, the hill reflected the sun off of its surface, making the heat seem more unbearable than it already was. Suddenly, a strange streak of red started charging at Shadow in the Light. Shadow in the Light heard strange hissing noise coming from the streak. Instead of facing the strange streak head on, Shadow in the light ran in the direction of the hill in an attempt to lose it.
I Choose: 3A

Eevee

Re: Death Grove Prompt
« Reply #31 on: October 18, 2019, 12:16:06 AM »
Round: 3
Prompt Response: Shadow in the Light ran and ran in the direction of the hill to attempt to break away from the streak. As he seemed to get closer to the hill, the colder the air felt. The mist kept wrapping around him as he ran towards the hill, causing the air to get ever colder. As soon as he thought he was going to be caught by the steak, the mist let go of Shadow in the Light ad the air wasn't as cold as it previously was. The air was still cooler than it was in the sun before. he saw that the mist dropped him off at the mouth a long, deep cave. As Shadow in the Light looked around the cave he was left at, he saw that there were small fungi glowing along the walls of the cave. The small fungi were glowing, and the light from the fungi was reflecting of the pools of water that collected at Shadow in the Light's ankles. After he was done being enchanted by the glowing fungi, Shadow in the Light realized how quiet and empty the cave really was, and the silence worried him. To make it seem less lonely, Shadow in the Light called out as loud as he could to have the echo resonate as much as it possibly could to fill the cave with noise.
I Choose: CA

Eevee

Re: Death Grove Prompt
« Reply #32 on: October 18, 2019, 12:33:10 AM »
Round: Conslusion
Prompt Response: Following his yell into the cave, Shadow in the Light heard a loud crashing wave coming from the front of the cave and starts filling the cave with water. As the cave fills up, the cave gets more and more narrow and Shadow in the Light starts to freeze in place because of the water and the cold cave walls. Shadow in the Light saw a figure pass him in the water. Shadow in the Light saw a strange looking creature float past him, looking in terrible condition. Shadow in the Light notices how the ripples of light from the mushrooms reflected off of the strange creature. After being scared by the creature, Shadow in the Light decided to take its advice and got out of the cave as fast as he could to avoid the tides.

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Owlsomniac

Re: Death Grove Prompt
« Reply #33 on: October 19, 2019, 10:33:24 AM »
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She had never been troubled by death. It had been the first thing she had ever seen, after all, long before the casing of her sack had broken and spilled her out into the world as a bawling foal. Death is only one very small, and rather insignificant - though not unimportant - part of life, after all. Even the smell of it is familiar as she approaches the grove, for that is what it seems to smell of to her. Decay, rot, and death. It isn't pleasant, but neither is it particularly frightening. In fact, there is a kind of peace, here, with the cool air and the mist that floats up around her, gently plunging her into a strange twilight. She finds herself smiling a little, and continues onward.

As the path comes to an end, she is left with a choice. The barren land to her left, which seems inhospitable and lonely, the path straight ahead which seems more lush but murky, or the path to her right which is tangled with roses. A most obvious choice, in her case. Of course, she turns to the right.

Round 2: 2C
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Round 3: 3B
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Conclusion: CG
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wc: 784

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Tara de Draiocht

Re: Death Grove Prompt 1
« Reply #34 on: October 19, 2019, 05:09:11 PM »
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Round: 1
Prompt Response: Death stared at the three paths ahead with a bored expression that was ever present on his face. When he had first entered the grove he expected it to be a simple path, but nothing was as it seemed he supposed. He snorted and with a blink one would almost think a curl of smoke could come out of his nostril.

The middle and right looked tempting but there was something about the left path that drew him in. He had been traveling all day maybe the left would be the quickest. He missed his nest and shiny objects he had gathered from various adventures. He perked up a bit, maybe he would find a gem here or jewelry... He analyzed the hoofprints in the marsh ground and found them rather fascinating. So there was something else to look forward, if anything came about from that.

I Choose: 2A.
I hope you find your peace
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Tara de Draiocht

Re: Death Grove Prompt 2
« Reply #35 on: October 19, 2019, 05:09:43 PM »
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Round: 2
Prompt Response: Death felt the heat on his body, it was vastly becoming uncomfortable. He normally enjoyed the sun and warm on his body but for some reason this heat was different. He shook off the minor irritant and continued on at a quicker pace. Suddenly, Death blinked as a streak of red came towards him with speed. He raised a brow curious to see what would happen as he had never seen anything like that before. It was like a flame crawling along the grass and he was enthralled.

Instead of moving away, he continued to move forward.

I Choose: 3C

Tara de Draiocht

Re: Death Grove Prompt 3
« Reply #36 on: October 19, 2019, 05:17:55 PM »
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Round: 3
Prompt Response: Sneering Death looked around the deadened land with its twisted tree... nothing shiny and the heat had gotten worse. What had caused such a disaster?

"Interesting." Death looked around, no one in sight for miles other than himself and the dead tree.

A rumbled happened to the left of the tree and Death moved closer to have a look. Little stones had shifted and revealed a small stack between the roots. Should he lay down or investigate the cool stones... "Investigate. Obvious." He leaned downward to push the cool stones around wondering what could be hidden.

I Choose: CD

Tara de Draiocht

Re: Death Grove Prompt
« Reply #37 on: October 19, 2019, 05:33:53 PM »
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Round: Conclusion
Prompt Response: A creature rose up with a snarl and tackle, "You complete gob!" Death hissed in fury and with a flick of his tail he smacked the other buck in anger as the other was standing up. The kin looked familiar but he couldn't place where. "Next time it's best to say nothing at all. You silly thing and nice crazy eyes you almost had me for a moment." Death eyed the others pelt and kept backscales in distaste he could never imagine living as burnt out. Unconsciously he looked down at his kept appearance in pride.

Maybe he would take one of the cool stones as a memento of his time here. He eyed the other kin as they burrowed back into the tree with a giggle. Death shook his head and rolled his eyes upward. What a day and to think he thought something would become of this adventure and all he got was a stone... not shiny and a mini-scare for his troubles.


WC: 504

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fluo

Re: Death Grove Prompt
« Reply #38 on: October 21, 2019, 11:36:11 AM »
Round: 1
Prompt Response: Hemlock found the hair between her blades standing up straight. Someone or somethings out there was peeping on her. This would be an adventure she thought as she meandered her way through the rose bushes, their thorns and gnarly bits digging into her black hide. No blood has been drawn but even if it had, she wouldn't have felt it. Familiar adrenaline coursed through her body and her hide would hide any scratches. She was ready for this grand new adventure. Nothing could stop her now. A merry bounce in her step, she pushed onward.

"Come and get me, suckers!"
I Choose: 2C



fluo

Re: Death Grove Prompt
« Reply #39 on: October 21, 2019, 11:59:09 AM »
Round: 2
Prompt Response: Hemlock seemed to have stumble into an overgrowth of various floral and fauna that had grown aggressively in this undisturbed space. The sun was barely visible or was it nighttime? She could not see much beyond the sky canopy of branches and felt with undeniable certainty that was intentional. Luckily, she met a weary traveler along her path. It was getting lonely with just her thoughts and footsteps to keep her company. Time is much better spent with others.

Alas, its shrieking cry grew in intensity causing Hemlock to look up to see the nebulous wisps flying towards her. It was a bat, but see through and boy did it look famished. It was an eat or be eaten world for the acha and she had many more adventures to go on. Hurdling towards it, she ran through looking for the end.
I Choose: 3B

fluo

Re: Death Grove Prompt
« Reply #40 on: October 21, 2019, 12:22:58 PM »
Round: 3
Prompt Response:She ran for a short spell, right before her breaths became labored. A faint sheen of perspiration ran across her coat and dripped from her brows. Endurance was the name of the game and Hemlock was intimate with it. She may not have the lasting stamina of a kiokote but she could keep up and was competitive to live out her explorer dream.

Hemlock emerged to a clearing that was wrong in every which way. From the sickly grove of fruit trees to the diseased ivies and overreaching thorny trelis, the area felt wrong. She had a sneaking suspicion she should have heeded the warning of the see through bat a bit more closely or even the grasping roses. If there was one thing Hemlock was known for, she was committed to see any adventure through the end.

Circling back to where the entrance was, Hemlock found that she could no longer find it. She had no choice but to look around. She came across a group of mountains that were far too large to be ant piles and too tiny to be mountains or hills. They were the right size and shape for a kin. Whoever they were, they were revered or greatly loved for someone or some beings took the time to not only bury them, but to mark off a space and kept the place relatively clear and cared for. They were decorated with flower petals. Looking around, Hemlock found very few vibrant blossoms in reach. She climbed higher and strained her neck to grab a rare, young flower. Grasping lightly and taking care to avoid its thorns, she plucked it and placed it on the middle mound. It felt like the right thing to do. Hopping back, Hemlock retraced her steps, looking for a way out. This was one adventure she was happy to end sooner than later.
I Choose: 3G

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Naberius

Re: Death Grove Prompt
« Reply #41 on: October 24, 2019, 05:59:44 PM »
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Round: 1
Prompt Response:

Hymn rather liked to think of himself as an aloof sort of kin, drifting along life with little to keep him in one place for long. If he wanted to go somewhere or do something, then it was purely of his own accord. Which is why when he felt himself being coaxed deeper and deeper into the grove that he was already on edge. He didn't just feel as though he wanted to go further, but he needed to. He'd considered stopping, at least to get his bearings, but his hooves carried on regardless.

It was just a shame the options before him seemed so grim.

The rightmost path seemed the most... Secure, however. There were no ominously large or sunken hoofprints, for one - in fact, the path seemed pristine. He would far sooner deal with the pinpricks of thorns than the searing sun or devouring earth.

I Choose: 2C

Round: 2
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Round: 3
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Round: Conclusion
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luxluna

Re: Death Grove Prompt
« Reply #42 on: October 24, 2019, 07:36:05 PM »
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Round: 1
Prompt Response: Eye in the Dark felt a sense of trepidation creeping up on him. He was told that part of the festivities would be held down this way, but which way? The paths diverged and he paused, unsure of which way to proceed. After much internal agonizing, he decided that the left path seemed safest; an open area would make it harder for anything to sneak up on him. Although he had to admit to himself, it also made him an obvious target. The path itself was not as defined this way, but Eye reconciled that by telling himself that whatever lay at the end would be easier to find.
I Choose: 2A

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Re: Death Grove Prompt
« Reply #43 on: October 26, 2019, 02:35:11 AM »
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Round: 1
Prompt Response:
Pariah followed the middle path, favoring routes that offered considerable coverage. She felt at home here, in the darkness beneath the boughs; the grove may not have been her own, but she could tread its shadows all the same.

The fog rose the further she went and, with it, the scents. Pariah was no stranger to unpleasant sensations—as a lone kin, she was used to relying on an environment's natural repellants to keep unwanted visitors from her territory—but this was something else entirely. It clung to her nose and seemed to reach inside her, like poison; she had to remind herself to breathe.
I Choose: 2B


Round: 2
Prompt Response:
Pariah bared her teeth and snarled, smothering fear with rage. Earth had given way to mud, and something clung to her submerged leg. She struggled like a thing possessed, snapping to dislodge the thing's hold, only to realize she was miring herself deeper in the mud.

She would fight the creature on her territory, not its own; she plowed her way towards firmer ground, dragging the creature with her. Mud coated her legs, her belly, her sides—but soon enough, she reached her destination.
I Choose: 3B


Round: 3
Prompt Response:
The gelatinous creature released her leg as soon as she touched land. Not once throughout her thrashing had it shown itself, and she did not know if it was a sign of cowardice or stealth. She didn't care to find out.

Unwilling to return to the water, she turned instead to the grove. Petals were scattered over the mounds, and the scent of decaying flowers was overpowering. The graves looked deserted, neglected—she wondered: were they graves of the innocent, or the damned? Either way, it was clear how they were treated. She plucked a flower—the last of its kind—and laid it on an empty mound.
I Choose: CG


Round: Conclusion
Prompt Response:
Pariah's ears pricked at the sobs. At home, they would have marked the crier as prey; in unfamiliar territory, they only hinted that something was amiss.

She stood stiff-legged as the speaker approached. Was the mist playing tricks on her? No, there were bones blooming from the naked, furless breast, and a dark cavity where the heart would be. She snarled savagely, interpreting the stranger's words and actions as a threat and promising retribution—but when the Zikwa laughed, she was quite undone. Unsure whether to be embarrassed or angry, she made a hasty retreat.

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who is the lamb and who is the knife

Re: Death Grove Prompt
« Reply #44 on: October 29, 2019, 11:56:43 PM »
Round: 1
Prompt Response: Flickering Hollow's ears were pinned back, twitching in a vain attempt to capture some distance rustling or animal sound. For some time now, the only sound had been the gentle thumping of her own hooves against the earth and the infrequent nervous squeaking of Really Quite Orange perched between her shoulders. That musty, uncomfortable scent kept teasing at her nose, and the dimming of the sun set off primal instincts to run, or to headbutt something.

But there wasn't anything to fight or fly from. Only the strangest sense that, to satisfy her burning curiosity, she must proceed. The fog that curled around her throat finally broke out into a place slightly less choked. Sand, underbrush, roses... "Orange? Any thoughts?" She gently shrugged one shoulder to get the furby's attention, earning a startled cheep and some nonsense syllables. Flickering Hollow sighed. "Of course not."

Frowning with thought, the kiokote kin shut her eyes and let her feelings drift. The fog felt as though it leaned left. Her choice made, she pushed through the dwindling foliage and into the decayed and dry land. The very air seemed heavy, bloated with the weight of the inevitable.
I Choose: Left(-> 2A)