Mushroom World Descendants

[Trellia Remme]

Hollow-hearted, heart-departed -
Yet thou reapest the blooming rose -
When 'tis the weed which is to be swath'd

Lady Syrbi

Syrbi did not move to look at the Prince as he spoke, wondering what he had done wrong After a few long moments she sighed, letting some of the anger and embarrassment ebb away, though not all of it. "I must remember that thou art not of this world." She said as her hands fell back to her sides, and she looked towards him again, with a half-smile. How troublesome. But, with that thought in her mind, she was not quite sure why she was smiling at him. "Tis only that I did not wish such things said to mine own King. Now," Syrbi took his hand as she said the last word, "Come. Thou doth wish to venture without, correct?" So she lead him along through the halls of the great palace, and back towards the open skies and clouds that marked the Overthere so distinctly.

I do, in the blooming flower, pleasure find!
Innocence is reserved for the meek:
Of naught is my grasp ne'er to be!

[Royal King Boo]

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PRINCETERERU
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xxxxx mood : : xxxxxxx SHE'S TOUCHING MY HAND.
xxxxx objective : : xxx Touring with my sexy guide.
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Tereru was rubbing at his cheek, which faintly stung from the slap she delivered to it just prior. But it was already starting to go away, since she certainly did not slap him with all her might. "That's right, I'm not from your world." He muttered, as though trying to clarify that he was indeed, not of this world. Staring at her bright red eyes with his own silver ones, he had squinted his eyes only slightly as he stared at her's closely. Those eyes were so peculiar. Usually, they all had silver.. Sucking on one of his fangs inside of his mouth, he could feel her grip his hand, his eyes widening dramatically to an almost comical size before he cleared his throat, returning to that same collected posture as before. "That's right." He said as he walked along beside her, gazing at her face out the corner of his eye. He said he wouldn't let his eyes roam, so he would at least attempt. "Heh. It's very.. white around here.. I'm used to seeing lots of brown and green... But I guess nothing lives up here.. not even.. flowers." He said with a bit of a frown. He knew his mother loved flowers, and he'd occassionally take a stroll in her garden to calm his nerves whenever he was angry. Of course, Teresa had the garden somewhere near the back of the manor, since he wanted to keep up the creepy image of the manor and couldn't do that with all of the pretty flowers everywhere.

[Trellia Remme]

Hollow-hearted, heart-departed -
Yet thou reapest the blooming rose -
When 'tis the weed which is to be swath'd

Lady Syrbi

"I.. am sorry, that I struck thee so.." Syrbi said a little quietly, when she noticed the Prince rubbing at his cheek. She got a little out of hand, sometimes. It was just that, she was a little different than most Nimbi, herself. It was marked by her eyes, but the true sign of it was something else entirely. Passion. It was the reason she was up for Rebbi's place as a sage: because she shared a passion that few other Nimbi ever would. It made her more volatile, though... Most Nimbi would not have slapped him for that. At least, not so quickly. "Flowers?" Syrbi looked a little confused, as, she didn't know what a flower was. But, this gave her and idea. "Brown and green... then, I knowest where I wish to take thee." Living, growing.. there was only one place she knew of, where she could show him such things. "I shall show thee, Prince." She smiled a little more brightly, more cheerful now that she knew where she was going to take him. Syrbi was leading him towards the gates of Overthere, quite eagerly, wondering which of them would be best...

I do, in the blooming flower, pleasure find!
Innocence is reserved for the meek:
Of naught is my grasp ne'er to be!

[Royal King Boo]

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PRINCETERERU
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xxxxx mood : : xxxxxxx SHE'S TOUCHING MY HAND.
xxxxx objective : : xxx Touring with my sexy guide.
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"Yeah, you know, floww..." That's right, she didn't know. And they certainly didn't grow up here, as it was not a plain for living things. Clearing his throat a bit, he shook his head, still holding onto her hand. "Okay, maybe you don't know what I mean." Tereru said in a disappointed tone. And now that he thought about it.. this place was silent. Dead Silent. There were no birds chirpin', no yoshis galloping.. no cheep cheeps, no rushing water. It was just.. cloud and.. sky. He guessed this was the other side of the spectrum when compared to Underwhere; the same thing.. just with bleak and darkness as substitutes. Soon, they approached this.. tree, which she so energetically lead him to. But once they arrived, he was... confused. This tree. This colorless tree. It looked so fabricated.... "What.. what's this..?"

[Trellia Remme]

Hollow-hearted, heart-departed -
Yet thou reapest the blooming rose -
When 'tis the weed which is to be swath'd

Lady Syrbi

"What doth it look like? Tis a tree, Prince Tereru!" Syrbi smiled at him cheerfully, before looking up into the pure white tree, whose white-leafed branches held a pretty, color-changing rainbow. it might have been strangely colorless to some, but, that rainbow, and the golden, shining apples were the most color to be found in the Overthere, or near it, at least. "Overthere Stairs harbors six such trees. Each bears a fruit, yellow, red, pink, blue, black, or..gold." She pointed up towards one of the apples, smiling rather mischievously as she did so. "Wouldst thou care to try one?" Syrbi asked enticingly, giving him a slight wink as her wings spread, like she was preparing to fly up for a moment, to get him one of the golden apples. "Lest thou art too fearful to partake." Wait. Maybe this was a bad idea. He might take to such a challenge to readily. But it was a little late to retract it, now.

I do, in the blooming flower, pleasure find!
Innocence is reserved for the meek:
Of naught is my grasp ne'er to be!

[Royal King Boo]

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PRINCETERERU
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xxxxx mood : : xxxxxxx This is a tree?
xxxxx objective : : xxx PROVING MYSELF.
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"This is a tree?" Tereru asked in disbelief. He had never seen such a tree! And that rainbow was pretty but it's leaves.. and it's branches. They were all white. They'd remain that way for eternity. Where he came from, the seasons would change all of that. And he was even more astonished to find that there were only six of these trees. In all of overthere. Six trees, colorless, in all of overthere. However, they did bear fruit. That was good at least! "What? Fearful? ME?" Challenge accepted! He had let go of her hand, obviously driven by his pride to do so, walking over towards the tree as he rubbed his palms together. "I'm not afraid of anything! I'll eat the fruits of all of the trees." He said as he started to float off of the ground. Though his wings flapped, they were entirely too small to sustain flight, so he was using the same ghostly powers that his father and family back home used. He lifted himself to the branch, grabbing it and pulling himself into the tree. It just felt so weird, being in this white tree. But the rainbow was undoubtedly pretty.

[Trellia Remme]

Hollow-hearted, heart-departed -
Yet thou reapest the blooming rose -
When 'tis the weed which is to be swath'd

Lady Syrbi

"Yea, of course. Doth it not resemble thy trees?" With a downward thrust of her wings, Syrbi was in the air, and easily high enough to sit in the tree. She carefully set herself down upon one of the branches, smiling deviously at the Prince. He was quite easy to manipulate, wasn't he? She shouldn't be doing things like this, but it was amusing. "Perhaps thou shouldst be more cautious?" Syrbi laughed, far too amused by this. Though she was warning him, she was doing to to push him on, "Did thy mother not warn ye, to be careful of what ye eat? She may miss thee.." Syrbi tilted her head thoughtfully, carefully plucking one of the golden apples. It looked quite pretty, bright and a little unfitting of this place. But, would he take the bait? She wasn't sure, but she tossed the apple over to him, anyways.

I do, in the blooming flower, pleasure find!
Innocence is reserved for the meek:
Of naught is my grasp ne'er to be!

[Royal King Boo]

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PRINCETERERU
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xxxxx mood : : xxxxxxx This thing's good.
xxxxx objective : : xxx PROVING MYSELF.
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"Cautious of what? An apple in paradise?" Tereru had situated himself on a branch after plucking one of the apples. Holding it in the palm of his hand, he stared at the nimbi before getting this evil idea. "She warned me, but I've always been a bit naughty." He said a bit slyly as he stared at her. Moving the apple up to balance on the tips of his fingers, he had tilted his head to one side as he examined it. "Ya know, this apple sorta reminds me of you. Succulent. Looks positively delicious. But I wonder what it tastes like." He said before he started roll his tongue out of his mouth while staring up at her, running the tip of his tongue all the way around the apple so his tongue was gradually wrapping around it. Letting go of the apple with his fingertips, he had pulled it into his mouth, which opened wide to accomodate for it's size, before he chomped down on the entire thing, starting to chew at it. However, he suddenly froze up with wide eyes, his chewing starting to slow.

[Trellia Remme]

Hollow-hearted, heart-departed -
Yet thou reapest the blooming rose -
When 'tis the weed which is to be swath'd

Lady Syrbi

Syrbi's eyes became a bit curious when Tereru said the apple reminded him of her, as she didn't see it. Well, until he said why. It made her blush and start to look away, but... but.. He.."P-Prince Tereru.." She huffed a little in embarrassment, attempting not to watch him wrap his tongue around the golden apple. Actually, she was just starting to remember the problem, as he chomped on it, and jumped off the branch to try and stop him, "Wait, Nay! Nay.." She reached out in vain, as she could already see that it was affecting him. A single bite was enough, to put someone into a deep slumber for 100 years. "Thou art foolish, Tereru! Thou shalt ne'er wake up, lest I find it.." She sighed as she flew around behind him, just to make sure he wouldn't fall back, and she could lower him to the ground to put that thought out of her mind. He was a ghost, and it wouldn't really harm him, but, she still didn't want him to fall.. And so she slipped her arms around him, being careful not to press against his small Nimbi wings, and started to pull him from the branch.

I do, in the blooming flower, pleasure find!
Innocence is reserved for the meek:
Of naught is my grasp ne'er to be!

[Royal King Boo]

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PRINCETERERU
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xxxxx mood : : xxxxxxx TOO GOOD!
xxxxx objective : : xxx PROVING MYSELF.
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As if chewing it slow wasn't bad enough, he managed to actually swallow what he had in his mouth. And it was just then that he was starting to lose consciousness. It tasted so good that it overwhelmed his senses, and he was a spirit! Leaning forward for just a moment as though he was going to tip forward, his eyes fluttered closed and he tilted backward against Syrbi. 'That's..a...a.. good....." And he fell unconscious completely, his arms drooping at his sides. He didn't know if he was poisoned by the apple or what, but he was definitely down for the count. The last things he could remember, was the feeling of soft fabric embracing him, and the fact that... that he'd never wake up.

[Trellia Remme]

Hollow-hearted, heart-departed -
Yet thou reapest the blooming rose -
When 'tis the weed which is to be swath'd

Lady Syrbi

Syrbi cursed herself silently. She had just put King Grambi's only grandson into a hundred-year slumber. She would catch Hell for this. Slowly, carefully, she lowered Tereru to the ground, beating her wings to make sure it was gentle and that she wasn't rough with him. Knelt down, she leaned him back against the tree. "Worry not, Tereru, I shall find it for thee." Syrbi whispered into his ear, briefly pressing a kiss to his forehead before leaving to find the one thing that would wake him up, and, of course...ignoring the lipstick stain she'd left upon his face. Six trees, all bearing different fruit. The Young Nimbi woman went to get apples form the other five.

It took her quite a while, considering the trees were all far apart, and on different levels of Overthere, and she didn't just know where they each were. But eventually, she returned to the Boo Prince, with five apples held carefully in her skirts. Setting them down upon the ground beside him, she looked them over. Blue, pink, red, yellow, and black. If she had to guess which was Taboo, she'd say it was the black, and so it was her choice. She picked it up and turned to Tereru, getting to her knees and leaning over him a little. After a bit of trying to figure out how to do this, she slid her hand to her thigh, pulling out a small knife, and cutting a piece of the apple off. She slipped the knife back into it's place and set down the apple. With one hand, she carefully opened the Boo Prince's mouth, and slid the black slice of apple in with the other. Eww... it was even black on the inside.

I do, in the blooming flower, pleasure find!
Innocence is reserved for the meek:
Of naught is my grasp ne'er to be!

[Royal King Boo]

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PRINCETERERU
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xxxxx mood : : xxxxxxx EWWWW!!
xxxxx objective : : xxx PURIFY MY TASTEBUDS ASAP.
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Soon, the slice of black apple slid down his throat, but there was no effect, until there was a twitch in his body. Seemed like something was trying to jumpstart him like a defibrilator. And then her jerked up with a loud gasp, which was cut short by gagging sounds. This. Was. Horrible. After hacking a few more times, he had actually, forcefully coughed up the slice of unchewed apple to the side, his eyes watering with tears. "Eck! Ecckk!" Turning around towarsd the tree, he had grabbed it, still sitting down and dragged his tongue up along the colorless trunk as tears of disgust ran down his face. Monochrome tree bark tasted better than this foul abomination that no worldly substance could compare to, unless it was some diabolical concoction of the most foul tasting things. "Ugh, I'm poisoned! It's still on my tongue!!"

[Trellia Remme]

Hollow-hearted, heart-departed -
Yet thou reapest the blooming rose -
When 'tis the weed which is to be swath'd

Lady Syrbi

Syrbi had been leaning over him, but when he jerked up, she jerked back from him, putting her hands in her laps as she watched him with concern plain on her face. It must have tasted HORRIBLE for such a strong reaction! She glanced down briefly when he spit out the slice, and frowned deeply, "Nay! Thou art not poisoned, thou art revived by that terrible taste." She pressed her hands together, and then found herself trying not to laugh at him. He was freaking out pretty badly, it was.. it was really funny. She put a hand to her lips, and then looked down. "I am glad that thou art awake, Prince Tereru. Mayhap we ought to return to Overthere, and find something to rid thee of the flavor?" Sybri suggested this calmly, still a little concerned, despite her amusement and that he was awake.

I do, in the blooming flower, pleasure find!
Innocence is reserved for the meek:
Of naught is my grasp ne'er to be!

[Royal King Boo]

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PRINCETERERU
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xxxxx mood : : xxxxxxx A bit better
xxxxx objective : : xxx Never eating that black one again, that's for sure.
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Revived by the terrible taste? Well, it certainly tasted horrible, he could give her that. His eyes were teared from the intensity of the horrible taste as he looked down at the apples in her skirt. He had reached towards them, grabbing the orange looking one and picking it up. It looked relatively close to the golden one, and that one tasted good. "Its no biggy. I'll just use this to get rid of the taste." He said before opening his mouth and tossing the apple inside, which meant his mouth opened a lot wider than it should have. Chewing on it once it was in his mouth, he had swallowed rather loudly with a relieved sigh. He was unaware of the fact that a snowy white mustache was growing on his face. That orange (yellow) apple realy hit the spot. Standing up to his feet very slowly, he had smiled brightly, placing a hand onto his side. "See, now that's a lot better..!" He commented, extending his hand down towards Syrbi to help her up also.

[Trellia Remme]

Hollow-hearted, heart-departed -
Yet thou reapest the blooming rose -
When 'tis the weed which is to be swath'd

Lady Syrbi

Syrbi watched the Prince a little curiously, admittedly glad that he was okay... and that he wasn't angry at her, for feeding him something that tasted so terrible! "Use wh--" Syrbi's eyes fell to her skirt, where the apples lay. She was too startled to stop him, and she could only watch as he ate another apple, whole. "T-thou shoulst not so carelessly partake of...of.." Syrbi stared up at Tereru fora few moments as he stood, eyes fixed, just above his upper lip. Hesitantly, the Nimbi took his hand and rose to her feet, her free hand holding her skirts so that the rest of the apples wouldn't fall. "Prince.. Thou..." The Nimbi woman bit down on her lower lip a bit, retracting her hand from his to press against her stomach. "T-Thou hath a mustache!!" Syrbi blurted it out finally, laughing at him, like it was the funniest thing she'd ever seen!... Of course, it was pretty close! In fact, she was holding her sides--nearly sending the three Apples she had left falling to the ground. Tereru looked ridiculous with any facial hair, she certainly hoped he would never grow a beard like his Grandfather, Grambi.

I do, in the blooming flower, pleasure find!
Innocence is reserved for the meek:
Of naught is my grasp ne'er to be!