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Starfish Scares (13) : Starfish live in the sea. They do not live in freshwater rivers, lakes, or reservoirs with no connection to the ocean. Starfish are also not social creatures. And yet, here they are–in hoards. They can be found near any water source–and far from it. These starfish seem to be a unique species that are eager to travel and don’t seem quite bound to water, though they will seek it out. The starfish will latch onto just about anything they can to hitch a ride, even though they’re fast. They secrete an itchy, oozy slime after they’ve latched onto something, and though it seems as though they can absorb nutrients from any living creature, these starfish have an odd penchant for blood. You might as well have a colorful leech stuck to you as soon as you think one of these things crawling your way. Their bites are sharp and will leave the nearby skin itchy and painful. They are a bit difficult to remove but they can be killed; as soon as they have perished, they will rapidly dry out and crumble. However, it’s far more likely that they’ll escape before you can get your hands on them. Be vigilant; these things are pests–and smart enough to cling to people and vehicles alike if it means getting to where they want to go.
Juliette06
It had rained recently - a blessed break from the sweltering heat that made Blarney regret all the gloves, long pants and layers of his magical outfit - and there were a few puddles remaining around the city, on rooftops and in parking lots, places not usually travelled heavily by people.
Unless you were a Page of Earth, doing your patrol even though you would’ve much rather stayed at home in the air conditioning. In that case, you would find yourself bouncing from roof to roof, looking for trouble (but not looking too hard, lest you were to find it). He was looking for big trouble - the sort of trouble that announced itself, either by way of explosions, yelling, or through Blarney’s internal radar that went !!! when someone powered was nearby.
Which it had just started to do. He didn’t think it was a bad guy-flavored !!!, but it was new and distracting enough to make Blarney step fully into one of those puddles that were lingering around the city, and to his absolute shock, he came away with more than a damp boot and some irritation.
“What the heck?” he said aloud, shaking his leg reflexively, hoping the thing would just fall off. It did not, in fact, just fall off; it, in fact, moved up his leg, like it was looking for a bare patch of skin to…
Well, Blarney didn’t know exactly what this starfish creature wanted to do to him, and he didn’t want to find out.
“Get–off–” Blarney muttered, poking at the thing with his stick–or trying to, anyway, because was he losing his mind or had the starfish dodged his stickpoke? “No no, huh-uh, nope, we’re not doing this–get off--”
In his flailing to get the thing off of him, he stepped in the puddle again, and Blarney spared a glance downward and saw yet another starfish affixing itself to his other boot.
“Oh come on!” Blarney said, loudly. “Are you freaking kidding me?”
Unless you were a Page of Earth, doing your patrol even though you would’ve much rather stayed at home in the air conditioning. In that case, you would find yourself bouncing from roof to roof, looking for trouble (but not looking too hard, lest you were to find it). He was looking for big trouble - the sort of trouble that announced itself, either by way of explosions, yelling, or through Blarney’s internal radar that went !!! when someone powered was nearby.
Which it had just started to do. He didn’t think it was a bad guy-flavored !!!, but it was new and distracting enough to make Blarney step fully into one of those puddles that were lingering around the city, and to his absolute shock, he came away with more than a damp boot and some irritation.
“What the heck?” he said aloud, shaking his leg reflexively, hoping the thing would just fall off. It did not, in fact, just fall off; it, in fact, moved up his leg, like it was looking for a bare patch of skin to…
Well, Blarney didn’t know exactly what this starfish creature wanted to do to him, and he didn’t want to find out.
“Get–off–” Blarney muttered, poking at the thing with his stick–or trying to, anyway, because was he losing his mind or had the starfish dodged his stickpoke? “No no, huh-uh, nope, we’re not doing this–get off--”
In his flailing to get the thing off of him, he stepped in the puddle again, and Blarney spared a glance downward and saw yet another starfish affixing itself to his other boot.
“Oh come on!” Blarney said, loudly. “Are you freaking kidding me?”
Lena Roze
Kaisariani was still new to all of this. Being a page of Ida, being magical, all of that nonsense. All he wanted to do was continue his life, leisurely painting the cute boy from the flower shop. But oh heaven forbid. His sister, whom he had confided everything to, scolded him even more now, chiding him about “great power” this and “great responsibility” that. So begrudgingly, he had powered up and left his apartment after an hour long nagging session.
He found himself wandering the streets, the back ones that never seem to get much foot traffic of the well meaning sort, when he heard someone who was clearly having a worse day than him. Rounding the corner, he had to stifle a laugh as he saw a boy in green seeming to have quite the disagreement with a…. Was that a starfish on his leg? Multiple starfish?
Walking a bit faster, he flashed the boy and apologetic look before whacking one of them with his stick. Hard. It seemed to do the trick as it detached and seemed to shrivel up. “Want me to get the second one?” There was a playful glint of laughter in his soft green eyes as he appraised the boy, gesturing at the second creature still stuck to him.
He found himself wandering the streets, the back ones that never seem to get much foot traffic of the well meaning sort, when he heard someone who was clearly having a worse day than him. Rounding the corner, he had to stifle a laugh as he saw a boy in green seeming to have quite the disagreement with a…. Was that a starfish on his leg? Multiple starfish?
Walking a bit faster, he flashed the boy and apologetic look before whacking one of them with his stick. Hard. It seemed to do the trick as it detached and seemed to shrivel up. “Want me to get the second one?” There was a playful glint of laughter in his soft green eyes as he appraised the boy, gesturing at the second creature still stuck to him.
Juliette06
“Wait wait–” but the other man - another Page, maybe, but not of Earth, if his outfit was anything to go by - did not wait, he just whacked at the bizarre-o starfish, and it crumpled away. He let out a breath of relief and whacked at the remaining starfish himself, watching in amazement as it curled away as well. He’d been worried that hitting it wouldn’t do anything, or that it would only enrage the creature–after the demon chicken debacle, he was open-minded about the magical possibilities that could occur when least expected.
“Well,” Blarney said, looking from the defeated starfish to his new friend, hopefully, “thanks, I guess. I’m Blarney, Page of Earth,” he said, and held out his hand to shake, because what else was he supposed to do? “To whom should I send my ‘thanks for saving me from the misplaced sea creatures’ card and flowers?”
“Well,” Blarney said, looking from the defeated starfish to his new friend, hopefully, “thanks, I guess. I’m Blarney, Page of Earth,” he said, and held out his hand to shake, because what else was he supposed to do? “To whom should I send my ‘thanks for saving me from the misplaced sea creatures’ card and flowers?”
Lena Roze
He laughed hard and shook the offered hand. “Kaisariani, Page of Ida. Glad to have helped. These things are creepy as hell…..but they're colorful as s**t. I've never seen starfish like this.” Carefully crouching down by the puddle, Kaisariani used his stick to hold one in place as he stared at it.
“City is full of weird crap. Always has been, as much as I'm aware. Especially the latter half of the year.” His nose scrunched and he pressed down on the starfish creature more with his stick as it tried to wriggle away. “But this is a new one for me. Energy sucking starfish….ugh. Can't the youma and crap be enough?” He stood up and backed away from the puddle, shuddering a bit. “Nasty ……but might make a good art subject.”
“City is full of weird crap. Always has been, as much as I'm aware. Especially the latter half of the year.” His nose scrunched and he pressed down on the starfish creature more with his stick as it tried to wriggle away. “But this is a new one for me. Energy sucking starfish….ugh. Can't the youma and crap be enough?” He stood up and backed away from the puddle, shuddering a bit. “Nasty ……but might make a good art subject.”
Juliette06
Blarney laughed. “Nice to meet you, Kaisariani, and I appreciate the assist.” He looked back at the starfish, able to take it n much more appreciatively now that there weren’t any trying to bite him. “They are pretty,” he agreed, tilting his head, “but it’s so…unwholesome. Starfish aren’t supposed to be…here,” Blarney gestured around, to dry land. “But then again, there aren’t supposed to be any demon chickens around either, and I sure did fight one of those the other day, soooo…” Blarney shook his head.
“You staying safe? Seen any other bizarre nonsense lately?”
“You staying safe? Seen any other bizarre nonsense lately?”
Lena Roze
“I'm sorry did you just say demon chickens?” Kaisariani arched a brow hard. “Huh. Well, somehow that doesn't shock me. Destiny City really is full of weird s**t…. I hope I don't run into those things though.” He shook his head and sighed, squishing another not-starfish and watching it shrivel.
“Hah. Unwholesome is definitely the word for them though. Still, the colors will work in a painting that I've been having trouble with. So at least they served some sort of purpose for me.” He grinned at the younger page. “You been keeping safe too yeah?”
“Hah. Unwholesome is definitely the word for them though. Still, the colors will work in a painting that I've been having trouble with. So at least they served some sort of purpose for me.” He grinned at the younger page. “You been keeping safe too yeah?”
Juliette06
Blarney shrugged. “Safe as ever,” he said, which was true, if not exactly reassuring. “The demon chickens - well, okay, it was just one demon chicken, but I’m sure there are more hanging around. Keep an eye out for these little…” Blarney gestured, making the about size of the eggs he had found. “They look like eggs, but they’re…empty?”
Blarney wrinkled his nose. “Empty is a weird word for eggs, but they’re like, hollow, sorta. But they’re full of evil, I’m pretty sure, because I turned away from them and the next thing I know, their mama rolls up all furious-like, like, literally this tall,” he said, gesturing to a height a foot or two taller than the bird had actually been, “with demon wings and the noises that thing made? Gehhhh.” Blarney shuddered.
“So just watch yourself around any eggs. And starfish, apparently.”
Blarney wrinkled his nose. “Empty is a weird word for eggs, but they’re like, hollow, sorta. But they’re full of evil, I’m pretty sure, because I turned away from them and the next thing I know, their mama rolls up all furious-like, like, literally this tall,” he said, gesturing to a height a foot or two taller than the bird had actually been, “with demon wings and the noises that thing made? Gehhhh.” Blarney shuddered.
“So just watch yourself around any eggs. And starfish, apparently.”
Lena Roze
Kaisariani covered his mouth to hide a laugh. “I would have freaked out holy s**t. I mean, chickens are mean as s**t to begin with but damn.” He shook his head, imagining a chicken with bat wings and a demonic aura cartoonishly in his brain. “Good to know though. Stay away from random eggs.”
He laughed again and shook his head. “I could patrol with you, if you'd like? Both of us are fresh, it seems, so maybe there's strength in numbers? Y'know, two guys with sticks being better than one guy with a stick?”
He laughed again and shook his head. “I could patrol with you, if you'd like? Both of us are fresh, it seems, so maybe there's strength in numbers? Y'know, two guys with sticks being better than one guy with a stick?”
Juliette06
Blarney grinned. “That sounds perfect,” Blarney said, heaving his own stick over his shoulder. “I’m just glad to know I’m not the only one fighting the forces of evil with nothin’ but a storm’s leftovers.” Blarney shook his head, fondly. “I will say it’s served me well so far. Hasn’t broken over anybody’s head, dusted enough youma for me to feel good about whacking that demon chicken with it, so I shouldn’t complain.” Blarney chuckled and shook his head again.
“I’d be happy to patrol with you, so long as you don’t mind us swinging by one of the stalls on our way? I’m tryna collect ‘em all, so to speak, and next on my list iiiiis…” Blarney opened one of the pouches at his hip, squinted into its depths, then nodded to himself.
“If we can pick up an emerald StarCharm tonight, I’ll be in good shape.”
“I’d be happy to patrol with you, so long as you don’t mind us swinging by one of the stalls on our way? I’m tryna collect ‘em all, so to speak, and next on my list iiiiis…” Blarney opened one of the pouches at his hip, squinted into its depths, then nodded to himself.
“If we can pick up an emerald StarCharm tonight, I’ll be in good shape.”
Lena Roze
The Ida Page grinned and nodded. “Yeah, that works for me. I planned to pick up an emerald one anyway as a gift for someone.” The pink was too vibrant to match Florian, but the emerald one would probably be something the boy would like. “C'mon then, let's go find us an emerald star charm.”
