03-27-2016, 08:48 PM
The horse comes through the gate at a steady pace, its dozing entourage of a lone koinobori ouroboros slung carelessly across its back, colorful glass baubles dropping out of its mouth in place of airborne zeds, the near-nauseating effects of shifting molecules from a poorly placated portal doing nothing to stir the unfortunately-sized (unfortunate for the horse, that is) carp streamer, however the horse...not so much the same, it would seem.
Although for the first few seconds it had appeared perfectly fine, after those three seconds were up the unaccustomed animal ends up slamming face-first into a tree, the frontal half of its body crunching upwards, then sideways from the impact, before the creature manages to catch itself --just in time, wobbling off and picking up to a stuttering speed with apparent dizziness, and, aside from some new scuffs, not too much worse for the wear.
'Cept it is now riderless (although perhaps, considering who the rider is, it might all be for the better).
Said rider coughs up the last of its aforementioned glass spheres, eyes rolling in their sockets as the hood of its head slips off of them -- only to quickly be pulled back over with its fins, rolling over and tucking its head into the shade of some tall grasses growing at the edge of the narrow path.
The rays of actual, real (almost?) sunlight (i mean, who knows if there's a real sun up there, yeah? ...might be worth checking out later) had been...unexpected, to say the least.
Honestly, it hadn't exactly expected the horse to go where it meant for it to go -- through one of those gates, that is -- but, considering the seemingly linear, solid nature of this realm that it's been able to experience so far...perhaps it was being a bit too skeptical this time around (the second time. or not? it hasn't felt all that different since..."dying").
The fish curls up tightly, winding itself up in a sphere that is nearly human-sized.
The edges of its poncho are lifted slightly, one eye peering through, squinting hard.
Well...at least it isn't as bright as the white place, or -- it looks at the soil in its scales, the bugs tiptoeing across its protrusion -- ...definitely not as clean as the city.
And--it pulls back the hood a little more, lifts its head up a bit--look! Trees!
And...AND COLOR!
The fish pops up fully, arching its body sideways from its tailfin (in the manner of a most awkward rodent).
It body begins to shimmer, change.
How refreshing this change in scenery is, much better than the boring old fountain's plain, or the dumb fake layered (GRUMBLE) city.
And is that...a breeze?
Oh, joy-- oh joy!
Joyojoyojoy!
The fish practically spins in the air as its body transforms fully, turning into what appears to be a giant blue jay, which lands with back sloping, nearly to the ground, and clawed wings sweeping batlike over the ground.
Drinking in its surroundings with revitalized glee, only then does it notice the items --I mean, persons-- positioned near the front(back?) of the gate.
The newfound temperature change, far too hot in its opinion (the heat which is, so far, the most unpleasant thing of this new area thus far -- not even the bugs buzzing so rudely about its face bothered it as much), causes a shiver through its sides and spines, ruffling the blazing blue feathers along its body and making it appear...maybe almost fearsome (yknow...if big fat bird scares ya), but more than not foolish.
Although, on reflection during the doing, the (now)bird wouldn't blame the duo if they perhaps received a bit of a scare from the big blue beast barreling (hobblingly, considering the bat posture) towards them, with its feathers raised high and bill open wide, from its throat coming such an awkward, ghoulish ghostly gurgling sound of pure, unbridled...something.
Maybe nothing.
...
Yeah, it's probably nothing.
...Have no fear!--
Although for the first few seconds it had appeared perfectly fine, after those three seconds were up the unaccustomed animal ends up slamming face-first into a tree, the frontal half of its body crunching upwards, then sideways from the impact, before the creature manages to catch itself --just in time, wobbling off and picking up to a stuttering speed with apparent dizziness, and, aside from some new scuffs, not too much worse for the wear.
'Cept it is now riderless (although perhaps, considering who the rider is, it might all be for the better).
Said rider coughs up the last of its aforementioned glass spheres, eyes rolling in their sockets as the hood of its head slips off of them -- only to quickly be pulled back over with its fins, rolling over and tucking its head into the shade of some tall grasses growing at the edge of the narrow path.
The rays of actual, real (almost?) sunlight (i mean, who knows if there's a real sun up there, yeah? ...might be worth checking out later) had been...unexpected, to say the least.
Honestly, it hadn't exactly expected the horse to go where it meant for it to go -- through one of those gates, that is -- but, considering the seemingly linear, solid nature of this realm that it's been able to experience so far...perhaps it was being a bit too skeptical this time around (the second time. or not? it hasn't felt all that different since..."dying").
The fish curls up tightly, winding itself up in a sphere that is nearly human-sized.
The edges of its poncho are lifted slightly, one eye peering through, squinting hard.
Well...at least it isn't as bright as the white place, or -- it looks at the soil in its scales, the bugs tiptoeing across its protrusion -- ...definitely not as clean as the city.
And--it pulls back the hood a little more, lifts its head up a bit--look! Trees!
And...AND COLOR!
The fish pops up fully, arching its body sideways from its tailfin (in the manner of a most awkward rodent).
It body begins to shimmer, change.
How refreshing this change in scenery is, much better than the boring old fountain's plain, or the dumb fake layered (GRUMBLE) city.
And is that...a breeze?
Oh, joy-- oh joy!
Joyojoyojoy!
The fish practically spins in the air as its body transforms fully, turning into what appears to be a giant blue jay, which lands with back sloping, nearly to the ground, and clawed wings sweeping batlike over the ground.
Drinking in its surroundings with revitalized glee, only then does it notice the items --I mean, persons-- positioned near the front(back?) of the gate.
The newfound temperature change, far too hot in its opinion (the heat which is, so far, the most unpleasant thing of this new area thus far -- not even the bugs buzzing so rudely about its face bothered it as much), causes a shiver through its sides and spines, ruffling the blazing blue feathers along its body and making it appear...maybe almost fearsome (yknow...if big fat bird scares ya), but more than not foolish.
Although, on reflection during the doing, the (now)bird wouldn't blame the duo if they perhaps received a bit of a scare from the big blue beast barreling (hobblingly, considering the bat posture) towards them, with its feathers raised high and bill open wide, from its throat coming such an awkward, ghoulish ghostly gurgling sound of pure, unbridled...something.
Maybe nothing.
...
Yeah, it's probably nothing.
...Have no fear!--