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 Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2020 9:56 am
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Elibrie - she/her
What a delightful egg! Elibrie was more than happy to linger with Black Cat, though she wouldn't go so far as to dig a hole in the sand beside it. Oh, it was tempting - especially with everything thay was going on, and the rush of thoughts and feelings that weren't hers - but rules were rules, and she wouldn't dare to break them, no matter how much she might want something. It does seem like it would be awfully comfortable to be an egg, tucked in and warm and with family that loves you.
And beautiful...ah, to be beautiful. To be wanted. To be loved.
Nisadee - she/her
I wish I could do that for you, Nisadee said with genuine guilt and regret, But F'dral would have my hide no matter why I did it. He wouldn't understand that I was just doing what you wanted, what you deserve to have done for you. She traced her fingers over the stripes on Lisa Frank's shell, admiring. I can let one of your parents know you need a better spot, if you'd like me to do that for you.
It shouldn't have to be stuck in this one place, especially if that spot was so near to...drama. Speaking of drama, Pencil Egg's demands niggled at her as they did at all the other Candidates, causing her to furrow her brow and stubbornly shove away the bizarre desire for sandals and knots. Now was not the time; those were not things that she wanted, and she refused allow her wants to be manipulated so.
Relku - he/him
Relku was relieved when Funfetti was glad for him to stay, and gladly did so, allowing the social egg's story to distract him from the torrent of other emotions for as long as possible. Things did eventually reach something of a fever-pitch, with Pencil Egg's demands beginning to color his own thoughts - why would he want anyone else's knots or sandals. He did his best to shake it off, and patted Funfetti's shell.
Thank you for the story. I'd better get going now, but I'm glad I got to meet you.
Stepping away, he took a moment to look around and determine what the best course of action would be next. Ultimately, he decided to skirt his way around the edges until he came to Orange Slice, which sat a fair distance away from Pencil and its situation. How are you holding up with all this?
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2020 2:25 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2020 3:29 pm
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Shaye -- HR, she/her
Shaye felt the warm, contented feeling from the egg fill her, and an equally contented smile crossed her lips. It pleased her that the being inside the egg was keeping warm -- it was on the edge of the clutch, after all, and while the warmth radiating from the sands kept the Hatching Ground fairly comfortable, she was concerned about the cold from outside creeping in. She didn't want it to affect the eggs any, least of all Avocado Egg.
She was also concerned about the increasing ruckus amongst the clutch. Buffeted by feelings of rage and sorrow and cries for Mother and Father (who were out and about moving through the eggs and soothing upset babies), and oddly enough wanting to steal the knots from one of the others at the Avocado Egg, "Your brothers and sisters seem upset, some of them. Are you worried about them? I'll stay here with you if you want."
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Posted: Thu Dec 24, 2020 5:31 pm
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F'dral & bronze Sinrunth
With Whren off the Sands and back at the Barracks, the rest of the touching ran relatively smoothly. Though Anakumath and Elzebuth moved about the Candidates, there was no cause of alarm, and no sign of ire or distress in the queen. But eggs would be eggs, and there always seemed to be a point in the touching when it was time to wrap up and go.
Now was the time.
With Candidates starting to remove shoes and their knots there was no need to continue. Someone, in some egg, was doing something--and he wasn't about to let the Candidates walk around half-dressed. He wasn't going to wait for Anakumath to make a move or temper the eggs, each of which seemed to be getting more and more upset. "Candidates!" He barked, making sure he could cut through the din or whatever an egg might be saying to it. "It's time to go back to the Barracks. Pick up your things--all of your things--and let's give the eggs some room." He would have his assistants scour the Sands to ensure no boots, shoes, or knots were left behind.
Staff -- You May Do Final Replies To Anyone Who Has Posted Before This!
Players, if you touched an egg and had no response, we'll try to get you a response soon... Everyone else, after this reply, you can start having your character pack up and head back to the Barracks.
Given today is Christmas Eve and tomorrow Christmas (or maybe a weekday for folks who don't celebrate) I expect folks are still busy even as we're all dealing with COVID.
Next up.. Hatching. When? Who even knows.
P.S. A'ral and the Western kids will likely have a little bit to mingle post-Touching (maybe a 15-20 minutes or so as they settle down and riders prepare to transport them back home). For any PRP setting needs.
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Posted: Fri Dec 25, 2020 4:17 am
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Black Cat Egg
Oh one admirer would never be enough and Divisti was welcomed with the egg version of wide open arms to it's side. Oh for as long as she was willing to give that wonderful attention would she? What did Candidatemasters know of admiration, for the egg had heard the call and gave a huff. Not nearly enough time for it to revel in all the admiration from candidates but if they must leave they must. Come see it again though? Wouldn't she?
Avocado Egg
This little egg knew that Vannek hadn't meant to imply that one egg was better than any other, it could sense it deep within his guilt and it offered no judgements for him. Rather, instead, it spread out it's small protective circle stronger and wrapped him in a gentle feeling of caring. Number Two Pencil wouldn't be taking his very fine shoes this day, whatever those were. When he was ready he could follow his Master out and know that he was safe.
Black Cat Egg
Did this little egg ever love compliments heaped upon it, it absolutely adored them and all of Heida's sweet compliments were soaked up and seemed to only make it happier. That feeling would rise from it and through her and all around it even as the Candidatemaster called them off the sands. Did she promise to watch when it hatched? To be blown away by it's entrance? If she did then that would make up for her having to leave it.
Black Cat Egg
It wasn't often that it happened, but the egg went silent for just a moment, taking in the manner of Elibrie's thoughts about how nice it would be to be surrounded by family, to be beautiful and loved. Yes, in fact it quite was thrilled that it's family was all around it... but didn't she have one too? Wasn't she loved? The little egg wanted her, even if it was just to have her attention upon it, to soak that in. It had soaked in a number of candidate's attention but this time rather than take it for itself the egg gave it back to her. It knew she was being called away but it wanted to send her with some confidence.
Black Cat Egg
A warm and mentally solid arm was thrown around Rahmsii's shoulders as he sat down beside the egg and the little one sighed happily. Oh there had been many wonderful things said to it but 'star' still stuck out to it. and a sparkling feeling crackled off of it. Today was ending far too soon but it was thrilled that it had gotten so many admirers that wanted to spend time with it. Oh but it hoped that they would come and watch it hatch like a star. Would he watch it? The egg left that question in his mind even as he had to leave.
Avocado Egg
It, in fact, was terribly worried about the state of it's beloved siblings but Shaye had no reason to worry. Mother was there to help them and while it did indeed want her to stay, it knew that she couldn't stay with it for long. It wrapped her up in a mental hug for her wonderful kindness and caring and then shooed her after her Master so she didn't get in any trouble.
It then turned it's attention over to Star who was shutting itself off and to Red and White Toadstool who had booped it, returning it before wrapping Star up gently in love and gentleness. It was loved, it was loved very much.
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Posted: Fri Dec 25, 2020 10:21 am
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Heida -- HR, she/her
"I promise, I'll watch when you hatch," Heida told the little Black Cat Egg, feeling the joy emanating from the egg. "And I truly believe you'll blow us all away!" She could hear F'dral's voice cutting through the chaos around them, calling the Candidates off the sands, and she reluctantly stood. "I'll remember you, I promise." How could she forget such a dear, happy, calming being? She could only hope the dragonet within held half the promise it held now when it hatched -- and she hoped it found Theirs amongst the Candidates here.
Turning to Anakumath and Elzebuth, who were still in the middle of the clutch, Heida bowed and sent them thanks for allowing them to commune with their babies. She then gave the Black Cat Egg one final pat before heading toward F'dral and the exit from the Hatching Grounds. The girl couldn't recall a more peaceful (relatively speaking) Touching, not in all the Turns she had been Standing for clutches. She only hoped that the Hatching itself went as peacefully.
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Shaye -- HR, she/her
Hearing F'dral calling the Candidates off the Sands, Shaye felt a small tinge of disappointment. She had wanted to spend more time with the little Avocado Egg, letting it get to know her and trying to buffer it from the worst of its siblings' upset. That was the mother and father's job, really, but she wanted to help as much as she could. It was time to go, though, so the teen straightened, pushing the intrusive thoughts of stealing knots and shoes out of her mind as she did.
She felt what she could only describe as a mental hug from the little egg before it shooed her off. Right, she didn't want to get in trouble with Candidatemaster F'dral. Looking toward the parents, she sent them a mental thank-you for allowing them to touch their babies, then she made her way toward F'dral and the exit. It had been one of the better Touchings that she could recall, and she'd experienced quite a few of them. She allowed a little bit of hope to rise up in her. Would this be her time?
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Posted: Fri Dec 25, 2020 11:58 am
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Corn Egg
Very exciting, wouldn't you say, Rundanrul? If the Corn egg seemed a bit distracted, well, its siblings were being rather rambunctious! Still, a wave of welcome would wash over the boy, for this egg appreciated him coming to say hello.
Miela would receive a very warm greeting, and the egg didn't hesitate to bundle her up in affection. It's been having SO much fun! Well, up until everyone started getting upset and stuff... but that's okay. That happens sometimes, you know? Hopefully Miela isn't letting it get her down!
Well hi, Rhylune! You doing okay? Hanging in there? Stuff is getting exciting out there, huh? If you want to just chill out over here until things get a little more calm, that's a-okay with the Corn egg!
Sunshine Egg
The egg wouldn't hesitate to spill its feelings to Mama, letting her know exactly where it had gone all horribly wrong! But... Anakumath's presence was more than enough to slowly ease its distress. It was becoming quite aware of the upset radiating from its siblings, and that was enough to make it reach out to both Star and Lisa Frank, trying to offer some quiet soothing. Avocado would receive nothing but gentle love--though it was tinged slightly with embarrassment, as would 90s Picture Day and Toadstool. It hadn't meant to cause a fuss, but it was so very grateful for its sibling's support!
Sunshine seemed to lean into Yunara, taking comfort in her words and actions. Yes--yes, she was right. Mama was here... It wrapped the young woman up in a mental embrace, holding her tightly for a moment. Thank you. The egg sounded embarrassed, but earnest. Thank you... for being here.
Heleste would quickly receive an apology, but a rush of gratefulness as well. It really did appreciate her lingering, even with its unbecoming outburst.... but Mama had helped to make everything better.
The egg almost seemed to blush under Nalacko's hand, but the egg quickly sends its gratitude. Thank you very much. It's--feeling better now, yes. It's sorry to have made everyone worry, but it's very appreciative of the concern.
Oh, no! No, Itzel didn't do anything wrong! The egg is quick to try and reassure the man that all is well... and that he isn't alone, either. People will be there for him, if he can lower his guard and let them in.
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