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 Posted: Mon Oct 14, 2013 7:36 pm
She skipped over and grabbed a bunch more sticks, following after him. After a couple moments of watching him and what he was doing, Prisma giggled and fumbled wit her sticks before pulling out one and dropping the rest to run over and slam it into the ground so it stood up.
"Weeee! This is most fun extremely!" she cooed and ran over to get another stick.
This same pattern repeated itself several times until she eventually had a wall of sticks lined up to create a side....
A rather lumpy side....
With a minor star point at one corner...
And another corner that jutted at a weird angle...
But it was a side.. and it would certainly connect with his.. with a few more sticks!!!
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Posted: Sat Oct 19, 2013 2:07 pm
This might have been one of the few occasions Lisandru wished he worked with something that other people used, if only because it would give him a better idea of what to do than stabbing sticks into the ground in an orderly fashion. The construction at least looked stable, though, provided he kept them close together...
Lisandru looked on the ground around him, noticing a few thinner leaves. Perhaps he could use these to tie the sticks together? He bit on his lip slightly, picking up some of the leaves and trying to keep everything tied up together.
It seemed that Prisma had a similar idea ...
Though perhaps it wasn't as good.
He glanced over, slightly alarmed by how ... out-of-order her own hut side looked. Would that really work? If there were holes, a storm was likely to get through the holes. Of course, considering a bunch of leaves were the top to this thing, that was probably likely to happen anyway... Perhaps he shouldn't think too hard on the fact that storms would likely still be able to come into their hut.
Instead, he would work on connecting their sides together. He could always ...adjust her side if needed later. Right.
When the sides connected, Lisandru walked over to retrieve the large leaves, beginning to set them over the other diagonally in an attempt to cover up all the spaces. Still, he was careful to keep the leaves away from him, rather paranoid, and even arched his body away from the hut as he attempted to cover the top of the hut. As much as Prisma was sort of, well, ... hyperactively annoying... Lisandru didn't exactly want anything to happen to her.
She was just hyperactive. Nothing wrong with that. It wasn't like she was poisonous or something.
"There. We have shelter."
Now what...?
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Posted: Sat Oct 19, 2013 7:03 pm
The pair's construction of their 'happy happy hut' continued as the sun moved across the sky. It wasn't until later when they would be able to finish sorting through the collection of objects left in a pile on the sands. While Lisandru may have given things a cursory glance before, he may not have noticed a few things. Like, the strange metal coins that clinked together inside the cooking pot.
Had those been there the whole time?
Bah, of course they had been. He must have just not noticed at the time.
((Congratulations on finding a pair of Demon coins! There is one each for Lisandru and Prisma. More will be explained on what these coins are in the final event wrap-up post.
At this point, any magic that was limiting powers or abilities, such as flight, is now nullified. Remember that these events are canon, so Lisandru and Prisma will need to find a way back home on their own. More will be said on this in the event wrap-up if you have issues figuring out how to get them home safely.))
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Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2013 11:59 pm
"Happy happy hut! Most wonderful, yes yes!" she laughed and danced around their strange happy happy hut indeed. She began skipping around and picking up her things, grasping at her hair to make sure her hairware was still there and then tip toed over to peer inside. "It looks amazing, fun fun!" she asked and hopped inside, peering back out at him through the door.... did they even have a door? Was it just an open gap? "Uum... what keeps stuffy stuff out of that?" she tilted her head and glanced around, holding her things to her chest.
She nibbled on her bottom lip for a bit before setting her things down in one of the corners and skipped out over to Mister Lisandru Sir. "Bigger puppets now maybe maybe? It's getting darky dark soon, they wont be seen as well extremely!" she pondered, tilting her head and glancing over to the sky. At least the night seemed..... clear....?
Stretching her wings, she raised her arms into the air and let out a yawn. She almost felt some sort of relief as she twittered her wings, as if a weight had been lifted. Perhaps tomorrow she could get a good fly around the island and scope the rest of it out. Maybe she'd find the monkeys!!
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Posted: Sat Oct 26, 2013 12:47 pm
Admittedly, Prisma had a point. The hut didn't exactly have any kind of door. They'd probably need something to protect the front...
"Maybe we can stack up what is left of the wood to try and keep things out? Horizontally, though, so we can move it." Agreeing with his idea without even necessarily asking her if she did, Lisandru moved to retrieve the rest of the wood from his bag. It was thinner wood that he could probably make into a formal door in the upcoming days, if they were there for a while--but for now, the night looked clear, and it was surprising how tiring things like these could be when he did not have a regular, easy source of water and food, even if he did have a source of them.
As he dug through his belongings and started stacking up some of the wood, though not too high right now so they could still get into the hut, Lisandru discovered something that seemed to be sparkling in the pot. He was distracted from Prisma's statements, moving instead to look inside the pot.
His wild soul had already found what he was looking for, wrapping himself around two strange red coins inside the pot. Confused, Lisandru reached down and picked up the coins from the pot--thankfully, his wild soul was not as outwardly poisonous as Lisandru had ended up.
"Huh."
He turned towards Prisma. "If we are going to do more puppets, this would probably be a good time before tomorrow ... Oh, and I found two of these. Dunno where they're from, but..."
With a shrug, Lisandru handed one over.
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Posted: Mon Oct 28, 2013 10:57 pm
Yay! They were going to have a door, and a nice happy happy hutty hut to stay in! It was just like a camping trip! ... not that she had ever been camping before but the idea was sort of the same... wasn't it? Either way, she messed a bit with the wood after he placed it down, giggling at the bits of wood that made up their door, praising them for being 'good strongy strong protectors of the badness!' before her attention was distracted by Mister Lisandru Sir.
"Oh? What is this extremely?" she cooed softly, taking the coin and peering at it, turning it all which ways into her hands. She admired the shiny surface and the strange symbol on it, gently running he fingers over the etchings. Shrugging, she tucked it away safely in her top, since her hair was already full of her hairware. "Thank you Mister Lisandru Sir! I will treasure it always extremely." she giggled, patting her chest before skipping back over to the fire.
She would need more wood to build a bigger fire if she wanted to get some puppets up in the air to be seen before the sun dipped to far below and no one would be able to see them. So in her usual happy happy spastic hyper fashion, she danced off into the woods, collecting more bits of wood and sticks and anything else she could find before willy nilly'ly tossing them into the fire and laughing at the bursts of flames and puffs of smoke she ran to jam the end of her staff into and 'paint' it into shapes in the air, sending the animals dancing around with the tale end of the snake from earlier who was now all about faded out and nothing but wisps of his former smokey glory.
"Monkey monkey! And a Bunbun! Oooh some birdy birds... and a WOOFY WOOF!!" she shouted... prisckled... and anything else she could manage into the sky. Even if no one saw them.... she was having a barrel of laughs and quite a good time.
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Posted: Fri Nov 01, 2013 5:38 pm
Treasure it always? It was just a coin with a weird symbol--
Oh whatever.
If he was making the other fae happy and keeping her that way, that was all that mattered, right? That was how this whole thing was becoming more bearable. Well, that and the fact that she was surprisingly ... competent for how much of a spaz she seemed to be. Was that the proper term for it, spaz?
"No problem."
It really wasn't like he needed two of the weird coins anyway.
Prisma was already off, ready to make some bigger smoke animals, and to be honest? When Prisma came back and started to make them, Lisandru really didn't mind. Actually, they were rather fascinating.
So he'd settle to watch. Why not?
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Posted: Wed Nov 20, 2013 11:11 am
She hadn't noticed that he had sat down to watch her, she was having too much fun making bigger and grander animals than the next. She made every kind of animal she could possibly think of that she had seen, quickly working to replace the ones that had danced too far up into the sky and already began to dissipate. But the more smoke the fire made, the more she sent out until she reached a point where she was making more than the fire could produce smoke and had to stop.
"Aawww, fire is getting sleepy sleepy...." she paused at that thought, throwing her arms up into the air as she blinked at the further setting sun. A sleepy smile of her own spread across her lips as she toddled over next to Lisandru, watching the critters rise up to the sky. "Hopefully someone will see them extree..eee...mmmlleeeyyyy.." she said, a yawn interrupting her on the last word as she blinked her eyes in a kind of daze. One as if she now forgot everything around her and was in her own little blissful world, staring off into the sunset.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 10:07 am
It was fascinating to actually see Prisma, well, slow down. Considering she always seemed to be going at one hundred miles an hour, he wasn't completely aware she even had the ability to, well, relax.
Everypae needed sleep, but for some reason he had the impression that she would spontaneously crash mid-sentence.
It had really been a long day, though, that much Lisandru could agree with. He yawned himself, pushing out his arms in a stretch. They had themselves a shelter and a fire. There was nearby water and food, too, considering they were not all that far from a beach. They'd be fine. He could afford to relax, especially if the overactive Prisma was.
It was probably a sign, anyway.
Lisandru decided to lay himself down on his stomach, careful that he kept himself on a sturdy bed of leaves, watching the fires continue to dance in front of him. Just watching was enough to lull him, and though it was not a particularly fitful way to rest, it was ... good to relax, at least, after all the insanity. And ... he was relieved to know his snake was on his back, making sure that Prisma didn't end up coming near to prod him.
Fea Line omg. I am ten kinds of derp. Never even saw this tag. Anyway we could probably wrap this up so we don't suffer my derp anymore and can RP other things with these two? u u
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 11:52 am
"Good nighty night Mister Lisandru Sir!" Prisma cooed, then yawned, then fell flat backwards out like a light. She wiggled a few moments longer as an after effect of getting comfy before truly being dead to the world. It had been a long day, but a fun day extremely!
When She blinked open her eyes next, the fire was gone, the sun was in the sky and she could hear the monkeys in the tree's near by screeching and playing. Sitting up she stretched her arms and yawned before bounding to her feet and peering out of their happy happy hut. "Oh morning extremely!!" she gleed and turned back to the dozing figure of Lisandru. Giggling she went to bend over him. "Wakey wakey Mister sleepy sleepy!"
Seiana_ZI Sure thing - though I've got no ideas on how they'd be rescued lol
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 12:30 pm
The wild soul on Lisandru's back made a small hissing sound at Prisma. It was hard to say if he was annoyed at being awoke or if he was trying to tell Prisma to back off a bit...
Lisandru was murmuring to himself ... or maybe to her. At least, he swatted at something in the air, murmuring, "Momma, no experiments now...," before drifting back off again. It might take a few more minutes for him to wake up properly. Even if it wasn't the best place to sleep, it seemed that he had gotten himself comfortable enough.
Or maybe it was just because yesterday was a long day.
Lisandru's taipan raised himself on Lisandru's back a bit, looking at Prisma just a bit harder.
Fea Line Hmmm... Rabbit holes *shot* Dunno. To be honest I don't mind if we skim over it, either.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 3:00 pm
Prisma blinked at the snake a bit, at first reaching out to tickle its head when Lisandru swatted at the air, making her startle a bit and jump back. She then giggled, pressing her hands to her mouth. "You are silly silly extremely. WAKEY WAKE! Don't you want to go see the monkeys?!" she laughed, though when the snake raised himself higher, she paused.
"What's wrong?" she asked, before she heard a sound in the distance. Some kind of familiar noise... but where had she placed it before.... OH WELL. The snake was doing something interesting!
Leaning forward, she studied the snake, an expression of excitement and utter derp. Eyes wide and sparkly. (think OwO )
Seiana_ZI um.. random rescue boat Go?!
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 9:30 pm
The second bunch of loud shouting was enough to make Lisandru pop open an eye and groan. He had been hoping, if just for a moment, he was actually in his bed at home and all of what happened yesterday had been an awful dream he had trouble escaping...
He didn't move, instead trying to stubbornly close his eyes again and let his snake continue to posture. Maybe he could sleep for just a few more minutes before getting up. It was hard to do all of this adventuring on a minimal amount of food and water...
Of course, then, he heard it too. His snake did too, briefly tilting his head towards the sound of the noise, before his snake eyes widened and his body pushed back, becoming alarmed at how close Prisma's face was. Was that a quiet, "Eep," from his lips?
Lisandru glanced up. Why exactly was Prisma hanging so close to him...?
Fea Line Woo! Prisma's smoke signals worked!
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Posted: Thu Jan 23, 2014 10:49 am
"I think he likes me extremely!" she giggled, quite pleased with herself at having 'charmed a snake'. Because thats totes what she did...right?
But then she heard the sound again and she stood up, going over to peek out of their happy happy hut, tossing her head to the side as if throwing her ear to the wind was going to magically tell her what it was. And it worked...sort of. The loud blare of a ship horn was drawing nearer.
Giggling even more than one could think a normal Prisma could giggle, she began dancing on her tip toes and clapping her hands and wings together simultaneously. "A boaty boat boat is coooommiinggg OH do you think they want to stay and play with the monkeys too?!"
Seiana_ZI Yay, Lisandru you're almost freeeee!
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Posted: Thu Jan 23, 2014 12:32 pm
Lisandru rolled his eyes. He still didn't understand where she got all this energy, especially after yesterday and how taxing that had been on both of them. Even Prisma had crashed, actually becoming more mellow for a little while!
-- Wait, she said...
She said boat!
The energy that he had just been mentally criticizing Prisma for suddenly filled him, and Lisandru nearly lept up, wildly looking around for aigns or visuals of the boat. If there was a boat, there was a way out! He wouldn't be stuck on this island for the rest of his time!
While his snake was fairly graceful, Lisandru would admit later that he probably deserved the n** in the ankle that his wild soul gave him later. Lisandru hissed a, "sorry!" over his shoulder at the annoyed expression.
But there was one thing he was especially concerned with... "Do you know where the boat is?"
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