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scarlett arbuckle Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2023 8:04 pm
The Aftermath
Solo or RP Format
Counts as 5 RP growth Points
Solo word minimum is 750, RP post minimum is 7
After the Aishan trees had suddenly and furiously bloomed, pollen had started to fall from the sky in never before seen quantities. The sun seemed choked by its presence and the breeze currents seemed to carry it across all of Tendaji.
Curiously enough, the impact of the pollen could be seen in earthlings...
Random earthlings across Tendaji saw cracks and fissures in their skin, shedding as if they had a sunburn. New skin tones shone through from underneath. Almost as if by magic new eye colors and crystal colors emerged with a night's rest. Earthlings changed overnight without regard to their family lineage. Brothers and sisters now sported new colors; mothers and daughters that once looked like spitting images captured the eyes of many with their sudden differences.
What could be made of these changes? The world was in upset, some overjoyed and thrilled at the new colors, others in despair as their self views shifted beneath their feet.
[ Earthlings (and those with earthling blood) have started to suddenly change colors! What does your character make of the changes? Did they change too, or do they just witness the new looks of someone close? Are they fascinated in this sudden new change, or are they in the throws of woe? Let us know how your character handles the change in the world! ]
Color Change Instructions
|| Either at the very beginning of the WE or at the very end, the owner(s) should create a post dedicated to the new colors chosen if they choose to update their palette.
|| Owners do not have to change all of the character's colors, they can opt to change just one, a few, or all.
|| Owners should specifically post which new swatch they would like (no CC, this event is for owners who specifically want new colors for their characters).
|| Characters can only choose new swatches in the race that is already established. (A hybrid with fire skin can ONLY choose fire skin, just a new shade. A hybrid with leaf crystals can ONLY choose leaf crystals, etc.)
|| Aishan hybrids that have earthling colored skin can choose to update their skin tone and the staff will decide whether their fade needs to be updated as well (if applicable). We will pick the fade color best suited to the character, owners only have to pick the base skin tone.
|| ONLY earthling colors can be updated. Aishan and Kahikinan colors are not affected by this event.
|| All updates will be made during the next growth of the character!
|| Characters can update their swatches individually of their families (colors chosen will not affect any other character in the shop).
|| Any breeding moving forward will use these new colors (consider these new swatches new genetics).
|| If you have any questions feel free to reach out to the mule, Ely, or Kana and we can help with anything individual that hasn't been addressed here!
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2023 8:05 pm
CHANGES:
Fade: █
Eyes: █
Despite whatever insanity led her to trying to befriending her brother (so many years late), Zivah's conviction stuck throughout the next few weeks, even when evidence of their mothers' secret plan to move began to show themselves. It was tempting, sure, to lash out as she usually did. Restraint was... NOT her strong suit, and never had been, and yet it wasn't fun to blame Imri for their parents' decisions anymore. It would be easy to tell herself it was because he was weak and she pitied him, but ... it wasn't that.
What it WAS, she had no idea. She couldn't rationalize the change, really, only that it happened - a shift in her core beliefs that was profound, but to what extent she didn't really understand yet. Zivah still sneered at and shoved around any earthlings or hybrids she stumbled into; and she still pushed her brother furiously hard. But when she tried to shove him down, so to speak, she'd linger there to offer a hand up too. They were both 'less' so they had to work together to prove everyone else wrong.
Pieces of their home kept disappearing. Officially, nothing had happened yet; neither parent had pulled them aside to announce their move, and yet slowly their home was breaking itself apart. Important things were moved by Ai into their family home in Zinris, others were slowly being given to friends of acquaintences. Sold to bolster their traveling fund, she supposed.
So, yeah, there was a lot on her mind; way too much to even stop and ponder the pollen that swept across Yael, covering the rock and ground in a thin, sparkling film. It washed away with water, so Zivah waved it off as nothing more than a minor annoyance, brushing it impatiently from her skin whenever it smeared as she went about her day. By evening though, it was no longer possible to ignore whatever was happening... because as she moved to sheath her swords after practicing her dual blades once again, Zivah paused to flex her hands, grimacing as the skin by her knuckles cracked.
She expected pain, after. At least, the few times she'd made the mistake of practicing until blisters bled there had been a brief moment of nothing before the stinging came. But right now? Nothing. She flexed again, frowning as fissures of grey peeked through the blinding white of her hands.
She toyed with the skin as she walked home, but didn't go so far as to peel it away; she was concerned by the lack of pain, but not tempted enough to play with it. Zivah's hands were important, and if she was to lose her finger she would rather it be to a battle like her mother, instead of because she'd given herself a sickness. Instead, she wrapped her hands with a small amount of healing salve, as she'd been taught to do, then went to bed, pretending to have not noticed that the shifter woven vines that Lucijah had put on the kitchen wall was gone.
Come morning, she pulled herself from bed before the sun rose, hurrying off to wash up. She unwrapped her hands slowly and carefully, only to freeze when the white skin just... sloughed away. Underneath, her fingers were black, and Zivah's breath quickened, panic shooting through her as she tentatively flexed her fingers, certain they'd creak and break and fall off, with how dead they looked--
Instead, there was nothing. Her hands moved with little complaint, and slowly she dipped her fingers into her wash basin, scrubbing until... her hands, and forearms, came out tinged like her mother's skin during the day. Zivah had become so used to her pale fingertips that this was... a shock. In a daze, she continued with her morning ablutions, focusing on scrubbing her skin as clean as possible, furious that in the entirety of their household, there wasn't a single mirror with which to inspect herself.
So. In the end... it wasn't just her hands that were different. The pale marks of her lips, and around her eyes, had darkened; and her eyes, which had always been a darker blue, were now a lighter gray. Why would her cursed earthling blood begin to change NOW? Was... was it her goddess' protection disappearing, now that her mother was choosing to leave? Would the blessing of Aishan blood in her weaken through time?
Or - at least, that was how the dream ended. Come morning, unwrapping her hands revealed - the same pale as before. It wasn't until a few days later, when she learned the earthlings in teh nearby settlement had gone through a panic - their skin actually changing.
How horrifying.
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scarlett arbuckle Vice Captain
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