《Ribbit ! I became a frog.》2 - Where is the vinaigrette ?
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Some time after regaining consciousness~ Behind a tiny algae who seem like a baobab for a tiny creature~
Ok, let's summarize all that happened.
First, i died.
"SHIT SHIT SHIT MOTHERFUCK-"
Nonono, should have seen this one coming. You cant take the debris of a collapsing scaffolding in the head withouth dying... I died, that's all, for fuck sake... Why me... Haaaaa... What can i do... I hope my family is alright at least... Still, now that i'm able to think clearly about it, when i have been roaming around in that black space, really, a lot of time have passed... I must have died long ago... And more importantly, not on this planet... I just hope they have all lived a good life, after me... I will probably never know... Haaaa, no use to keep mourning for days about that... All is long past now... I will see later if something can be done, but first i need to survive... Sigh~
At least, i died as a hero, saving people. I could have died strangling myself with a donuts. It's less glamourous.... Haha... I'm pathetic, right... Dying for random strangers, and not my loved ones...
... Ok, stop depressing uselessly, it will not make the problem resolve itself... Let's focus on the situation at hand.
I was about to say the second point : i'm in another world. Or plane. Or dimension, universe, whatever. Seem really silly, but looking at that... undeniable proof, it's real.
I only have to strongly think "status" :
Status : normal (perplexed) (just born) Name : [no name yet] EXP : 0.0 % Level : 1 Specie : Tadpole stade 1 (common frog specie)
HP : 5
MP : 5
Sta : 2
Titles : [Ancient soul] [swimming in the Nether] [Against everything, i still persist] [Tadpole]
Strenght
Stamina
Dexterity
Speed
Intelligence
Charisma
Soul
Magic
1
2
1
1
50
2
550
5
Skills Tiny 1 - - Growing 1 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Special skills : Innate swimming*, Soul pouch*, Immuable* Equipment :
Yes, like that. It brings us to point three : I'm a friggin' frog. No, not even a frog yet, i'm a tadpole. What the heck, is it because of the form of the light-thing i captured ? If it was an insect, i would be a cockroach ? A starfish ... ? Why something like that ? I was human before right ? Nothing is written on the blue screen to explain why i became a fucking frog wanabee !
"And for starters, i dont understand half of the meaning of the others informations on the status tab, where is the help ? Where is the F1 button or the hotline ?"
Limited explanation available.
Haaa ! It's working ! I need to think "stongly" about it, and it work, hu.
Yeah, because as a tadpole, underwater, it's would be difficult to ask something out loud. Logical.
"Blue guy, i would like to know what is this world and where am I."
ERROR#02 Impossible to ask about others subject than auto-diagnostic.
ERROR#04 Impossible to have details about it. Missing : [Inspection skill], [map skill], [history skill], [magic sense skill], [information skill], [Medical knowledge skill], [Soul spirit-
"Yeah yeah, ok, ok, just stop spamming, it hurt my head !"
I cut it short since the number of skills were just starting to pile up withouth sign of stopping anymore, giving me a headache.
Sooo, guess i can only inquire about myself, huh ? What about these ERROR and whatnot ? It's a computer speaking to me ?
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"Seriously, it's a video game world or what ?"
Answer : No. This configuration appear only to people who need a presentation of their status. It use part of your brain to analyze, organize and present the information in a satisfying and easy to understand mean. Also use a predetermined template already used by sentient being of high intelligence on this plane.
"It use my brain ?!? How ? And why dont i know everything withouth having it writted inside this thing, if it's already on my brain ?"
Answer : It's due to the magic power your soul have been in contact when coming to this plane.
Dormant parts of the soul, then the brain, have been activated.
More information will be available with the skills [Magic sense] [Inspection] [Auto-diagnostic] [Biology] [Magic engineering] [Magic research] [Imprint].
"Huuuh, okay. Let's leave that for later then. What is a skill anyways ? Like a video game, i yell the name and it launch itself ?"
Answer : Skill represents how prolofic you are in actions or knowledge, with mental, physical and magic, in a certain area of expertise. Can be simplified at the degree of professionalism on a field.
Many different skills available in forms, actions, special functions and activations needed.
Okay... I would like to put my hand in my forehead to calm the headache, but i dont have hands... I will perhaps understand better with examples... "So what about the skill i have, can you describe me what they are and what they do ?"
Answer : Innate swimming* awarded by the title [swimming in the Nether]
Allow the user to swim at the maximum speed available, withouth being hindered, whatever the matter. Passive skill.
Warning - The matter need to be harmless to the host or damage will ensue.
Warning - The matter need to be malleable enough.
Soul pouch* awarded by the title [Ancient soul]
Allow the user to have access at his own soul space, but since the skill is newly imprinted in the soul, can only be used to keep objects for now. Current space : 2mm x 2mm.
Immuable* awarded by the title [Against everything, i still persist]
Multiply by ten the Soul attribute. Allow user to greatly resist against mind and soul skills, as well as some diseases or poisons, affecting the will of the host. Passive skill.
Tiny : Allow the user to make himself more tiny to the eyes. Can be used to escape some predators, but can attract others.
Growing : Allow a boost in physical growth. Passive skill.
"Okay, the immuable one is very good, but seriously for the pouch, 2 fucking millimeters square ?!? And thanks for the swimming thing, but i'm not planning on doing volcano-diving in the future yet." I calm myself again. Okay, now, i don't need explanations for the stats : i understand this part, i'm not totally stupid yet. The last questions i have for now : "Why have I no name ? I remember perfectly my old name. And what exactly are these titles ? What do they do ?"
Answer : You have no name until you can say your name out loud by yourself. Only available to sentient beings, if not named at birth.
Answer : A title is a definition of what the others beings can see when they look at you or know you further. It's an embodiement of what you evoke in others in a instinctual level.
[swimming in the nether] You have already swimmed through beyond and after, for a long, long time. What can stop you when you start ? Who would be foolish enough to chase after you ?
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[Ancient soul] You have the soul of someone who has lived another life, and keeped his personality. Your eyes and aura reflect that and others beings will find something mysterious about you.
[Against everything, i still persist] You are stubborn, more than anything in this plane. If a moutain and you were to butt heads, the mountain would crumble to dust before you were to yield.
[Tadpole] You are a little tadpole.
When others look at me, they think i'm a tadpole ? NO SHIT.
At least i dont have a bunch of useless titles behind my name like some World of Warcraft character. And i have to wait until i'm able to speak to be able to name myself ? "So what about those people or things who cant speak but are intelligents enough ? Is there another method ? Hu, Nonononoo, don't answer, i dont have time about others, i already my hands full with myself and more pressing issues."
Okay, i think i'm starting to grasp more about this status thing. Now let's look where i am exactly.
I swim out from behind the big bottom leaf of the algae where i was hidden, and start looking around me.
And I see... That i absolutely cant fucking see past 20 centimeters. After that, it's only a blurred mix of colors, and even before, i must really exert myself to notice what's happening... Tadpoles doesn't have a good vision, especially just after been born, it was predictable, but i did not think it was this bad...
Well, for the parts i can observe, i'm obviously actually under water, in what it seems a pond with a yellow stony sand on the bottom, and not much vegetation except the said algaes and some deep red tree roots coming from above... The water is clean and a small current move it, so i think we're near a source. Around me are my "brothers and sisters", some swimming to attack the nerby algaes and gnaw at them, and some of my other bethreen are "going with the flow" voluntarily or not, deported by the current. Goodbye, siblings. Have a nice day.
Diverse insects larvaes are also swimming around, but dont care about "us" and just go gnawing on another water plant when a tadpole come near them, or stay still doing... Insects things.
Finally and more importantly, i didn't spot my biggest worry ; fishs. They're not the only danger, but it's the most immediate one, i think. Tadpole are such a fragile prey... I wonder if there's something weakest than us...
Well, that's all for now. Since i don't see any immediate danger. And also, looking at my little family stuffing themselve with underwater salad made me quite hungry too. I remember, I didn't eat yet since birth. Not like i find the food to be really appetizing, but you can't deny the call of the growling stomach... I missed it.
I slowly swim to a nearby bright green algae withouth too much people- i mean tadpole on it, and try to start munching a little, only to stop myself because i dont know where to start... I mean i have no hands, it's quitte weird... And my mouth is actually under my head... Whyyy am i a fucking tadpole... HaaaAaa ...
Well, after finding how yo position myself by looking at my siblings, i put myself on place and auto-motivate myself to have the first bite of the-not-really-appealling leaf before me.
Yeah, i will throw all my anxiety on you, fucking leaf. I'm ready to attack ! If I have eated salad before, I can eat some other water Geranium too ! I'm not afraid of you ! Yahaaa !
...Ok, perhaps i motivate myself too much here. Well. Bon appetit.
Munch~ munch~
How ? It has incredibly... Yes, incredibly... no taste. It's weird. Not good, but not bad too. And all things considered, it's better like that, really.
I silently keep munching on it until another "tadpole wave" just freshly popped out of their eggs come swarming my half-eaten leaf, resulting in me deciding to attack another plant a little away from here, since i was still hungry and i hate being in a too much crowded place. I choose to go to a younger pale green plant, on the bottom of the pond, and immediately start gnawing on it, with my only eating companion being a water snail, who look at me from another leaf in front of me.
"Hum... Hello neighbour ?"
It keep looking at me with the right antenna eye, while the other look behind him. Then, he retract them and the rest of his body inside the shell, with only one antenna popping out to look at me.
Ok. I keep eating my salad and i get out. Message conveyed. If i'm the only one who can communicate, it will be boring really fast here.
Munch~ munch~
After this excellent meal, i decide the next step : to find a more secured place than open water, in case of a predator attack for example. I rapidly opt for a protected place behind two tree roots, who do a nice little rempart against the outside and where i can easily enter from the bottom but not from the top or the rears. Excellent. Not even the current is going here, so i juste have to use minimal force to stay floating.
Now, since i'm stuffed, back to inspecting myself. I have some other details i need to understand about stats i didn't think about.
I think strongly "Status !"
Status : normal (satiated) (just born) Name : [no name yet] EXP : 5.8 % Level : 1 Specie : Tadpole stade 1 (common frog specie)
HP : 5
MP : 5
Sta : 1
Titles : [Ancient soul] [swimming in the Nether] [Against everything, i still persist] [Tadpole]
Strenght
Stamina
Dexterity
Speed
Intelligence
Charisma
Soul
Magic
1
2
1
1
50
2
550
5
Skills Tiny 1 - - Growing 1 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Special skills : Innate swimming*, Soul pouch*, Immuable* Equipment :
"Huh ? I gained experience ?!?"
But for what action ? Observing ? Eating ? Freaking out a snail ? The three of them ?
The only logic possibility is eating. Since i'm a newborn, it's normal to grow quickly by eating a lot right ? Not like i could do anything with my stats. But then, what about experience, it just represent the amount of eating i need to have accumulated before evolving ? When i... *yaaawn*... finish by having all the experience required... Can i go back to being human or humanoid at least ? And what about...
Pondering about that, i didn't notice i was slowly succumbing to sleep. I yawn again as the incredible sweet drowsiness of a baby invade me. And sink me to the bottom of the pond. Remember what i said ? Yeah, no bottom in my perfectly protected place.
Let's Enjoy a little nap in open waters.
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