《Nyix》Newborn 4
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"Oh my gosh!!! what a pretty flower!!!" I bellow as I click my sharp talons on the cold stone, in hot pursuit of the pretty.
The vibrant flower has 4 light purple petals with a pink edge, grown from a single, bendy, green stem with a pair of large leafs at the base. When contrasted with the dull grey of the walls and floor, as well as the dark green and disgusting dangles on the roof, this flower was an absolute gem!!.
As I reach the purple flower I immediately tear off one of the purple petals and start chomping away, curious to the taste of such a attractive plant. After just seconds of eating, I make a definite conclusion.
"Yum! Yum!" I chirp to the gods above.
It's super chewy and sticks to the roof of my beak, which is uncomfortable, but the taste is superb! Every bite sends out a little squirt of sugary sweetness that soaks my taste buds! The burst of flavor is so profound that a electric tingle of joy travels up my spine and causes me to shake off a handful of bright red feathers to the ground.
+10 Health Regen Per Minute
With the first petal chewed and sucked of all it's flavor, I get to work picking off another petal and nibbling it, relishing the taste and the discovery of a new warm sensation in my head. It's too bad I don't recognize a single squiggly in this one, but I can tell it's something good! Of course, the squiggly discovery is secondary to the fantastic taste caressing my soul.
I close my eyes in sweet bliss as I slowly savor the delicious purple and pink flower. I need to be frugal and eat slowly, there's only 2 petals left!
Suffered 14 Slashing Damage Suffered Bleeding
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"CAAAAWWWRRR" I let out a shocked cry as an unseen force sweeps me off my feet and sends me flying into the wall beyond the plant at high speeds.
And I hit the wall like how a terrified women hits a spider... very, very, very hard.
Suffered 4 Bludgeoning Damage
The sudden attack is so instantaneous that I all can do is desperately cough up the purple petal that got lodged in my throat as I swing face the direction of the hit.
Crouching next to the purple flower is a huge fuzzy blanket, easily 4 times bigger than the blankets I'm used to! It looks very similar except it's legs are far longer, ears are sharper, tail is fuzzier, and it's eyes are a piercing green with wide vertical slits for iris'.
It's head is close to the ground and it's bum raised in the air, the only part of it's body moving, was the long bushy tail that was slowly swaying side to side as its stares me down.
It doesn't look scary, I thought, in fact, it looks like the ultimate blanket with zero hard bits, unlike the smaller blankets!
However, the puddle of fiery orange blood that had pooled under my leg, begged to differ about the blanket-ness of the creature before me. A good blanket would never hurt me.
So of course, after staring at the big blanket for a further second, I turned around and run at full speed in the opposite direction, screaming my head off.
"NO NO NO NO NO!!!" I wail.
"BAD BLANKET" I cry.
"PLEASE DO NOT HURT ME" I beg.
The sound of the big blanket's sharp claws on the ground was the herald to another devastating attack on my defenseless back as I was trying to flee.
Suffered 10 Slashing Damage Suffered Severe Bleeding
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Once again, my weak, bird body is now flying through the air, with hot orange blood spraying on the cold floor.
The only thing I see is the towering wall stopping just shy from slamming into my face as I skid to a stop at it's base. My blood leaking freely, robbing me of all strength. All I can do is shift my neck far enough to look at the big blanket it bounds on top of me.
Suffered 11 Slashing Damage You Have Died Fire to Fire: Time until rebirth: 5 hours, 59 minutes, 57 seconds
The last thing I see is the lightning fast swipe of the blanket's front claws and then all of a sudden I'm dead?
Well that's not good.
At least I'm not bleeding, or hurting, or crying, or breathing, or living?
I can still think!
And I think I see the blanket slapping what's left of me, which is a neat little pile of grey and yellow dust. I can still 'feel' the cat slapping me, it feels terrible but it doesn't hurt anymore, it just feels like I'm being... dissolved... as it spreads my dust around.
The fuzzy green-eyed blanket then stops slapping me after a few tentative pokes and moves it face in closer. I can feel it's hot breath disturbing my dust and I can especially feels it's raspy tongue as it LICKS ME EWWW!
It seems that blanket is just as disgusted with me I am of it, as it coughs intensely and paws it's mouth with a bloody foot. Seems like my dust doesn't taste too good.
"Take that, you bully!"
"Eat my dust!"
My insults go unheard as the blanket pouts and slinks away to where it came from with a disappointing glint in it's eye.
It all happened so quickly I barely had time to asses the scenario!
In just a measly 20 seconds I died to the ultimate fluff!. Maybe the super fluffy paws were to blame for how it was able to sneak up on me without making a peep! That sucks and is somewhat ironic.
Live and die by the blankets.
"Well this is boring" I say voicelessly with my non-existent mouth.
I've just been sitting here forever, staring at the dull tunnel wall while feeling some squiggles in my head changing around.
Ages and ages ago a little 'friendly' blanket came by a licked me as well, but he too wasn't satisfied with my flavor and quickly scurried away. So other than that... not much has happened.
At least with the squigglies, I now recognize them as having a specific order. When I compare it to every other time I've seen the squiggles '9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1' and 0 I can tell that they mean: 'an amount', with 1 being the lowest and 9 being the highest. or maybe 0's the highest?
I watch the squigglies for a bit longer to confirm that 9 is indeed the highest, that is until it reaches 10 than the pattern refreshes with 1 at the start. Golly gosh I'm a genius.
It's a shame that I'm no longer a bird, just dust in the wind, without arms, legs or even a mouth.
Maybe something will happen when the squiggles make it all the way down to 0, it has been getting smaller and smaller after all! Maybe I'll even be reborn! ahahaha, as if...
Fire to Fire: Time until rebirth: 0 hours, 0 minutes, 5 seconds. 4 3 2
Well.. whatever is going to happen will happen now!
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Time to find out!
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