Stolen Life

She was supposed to die. She had hoped to. All those lives being lost…they were going to the other place…were Virgil was. They were going to places better than home. They were going away. Where memories didn’t matter. Where loved ones waited. She had stepped forward, the wind at her back still as dead as it was the day she’d found his body. It was ok to do it this way, she’d thought, they don’t seem in pain. It wasn’t like the time she’d stood on the cliff edge, or the time she’d gazed at unicorn horns…this wouldn’t hurt. This would be instant.

But he’d stolen it from her. A unicorn, with a horn and socks of gold had surged up and shoved his family towards the portal, and they in turn shoved her. She’d screamed. Cried out in protest, but she didn’t remember hearing it.

Now she was here. The Rift. Where her home supposedly was. She’d fallen, but even as time ticked by she didn’t rise. She would, she always did...eventually. But for the moment, the pearl simply lay in the world of her home…lost.

OOC:: The code got weird...sorry

Magics:
{SAFE}:: [ Magic: Wind (P) | Wind around her is in tune with her emotions ] 

:: [ Restrictions | Of no use in battle. Cannot be controlled. ]
(magic here)


Enchanted items
(item here)

(item here)


Rift-god / Kaos items
(item here)

(item here)


Amulets : (provide number)

Companion/s : 
(companion here - include RIFT BIRTH DATE of companion, and OOC date obtained)


Species change (if applicable) : 


Normal Items:  Shell comb and pearl necklaces
:: [ Item: Jewlery | comb shaped like a shell in mane ]
:: [ Item: Jewlery | Pearl necklace ]
:: [ Item: Jewlery | Pearl necklace ]

Requests: Have Fun?? =D

THE       F A E       CHILD ......................................................................... SHE falls like a fat fledgling too heavy to fly on its tiny feathers. Laume hadn't a soul left in Helovia to leave behind. Her mom, dad, probably any family members? All already long dead. Roskuld and Fluffy (Chico), well, she hadn't seen them in a long time. Mauja? She wasn't sure about him either. The fae child closes her eyes and awaits her doom. This would be the end for her, falling through darkness, the same way she'd entered this world only one year ago.....and then she lands solidly on her ass with a muted -plop-. "Ooof!" She lets out her breath in a rush as a big bunch of crystals grow all about her. "Oh, really?" The filly frowns and lifts up her feet so they'll dissolve into glitter and allow her to stand. Butterfly wings aid her rise and, after some careful footwork and stamping, she's standing on all fours again.  Albeit, a pile of glitter surrounds her and she may or may not be breathing a bit heavily but she's alive so that was a positive. Yellow light from her glowing necklace aids her yellow eyes as the flutter about, looking for purchase, finding- Another horse, laying maybe ten feet away. Laume's face takes on an embarrassed expression as she squeaks out brightly to the mare, "Hello there! Uh, didn't see you!" A frown crosses her youthful visage as she stares at the other fem, "Are you alright?" The mare had colors the same as her crystals painted all over her body, it was incredibly pretty. How wonderful to have such glorious colors all over you! "Speech"

Coding by Tamme::: Table image was free use


No SWP

Magics:
{SAFE} [ Magic: Earth (P) | Pastel colored crystals sprout in each step and dissolve into glitter. ]
[ Restrictions | Of no use in battle.

Enchanted items
{SAFE}[ Item: Enchanted Jewelry | Hollow gold orb pendant necklace with a tiny fire opal inside. At night the fire opal glows brightly. ] (Cause Fairies)

Rift-god / Kaos items
n/a

Amulets : n/a

Companion/s :
n/a

Species change (if applicable) : n/a

Requests:
I want her wings to stay approx the same color and etc BUT like...if she rolls for an appearance mutation or something (if you do that) it'd be cool if they'd become more mobile or controllable rather than like -straight- butterfly wings. Idk, have fun, keep her pretty. lol

ITEMS:
:: [ Item: Cloak | Defensive. Shimmery, translucent gold cloak made of silk and glitter and is clasped by a gold chain and half-moon clip. (from Myrrine) ]
:: [ Restrictions | Offers little protection in battle. ]
:: [ Item: Trinket | A pink flower crown. (from Myrrine) ] ---> To Adria if she'd like it <3
:: [ Item: Bag | A bag. ]

A Portal opened, and long-dormant plants exploded to life. They threw their ominous, unhealthy fluorescence to the shadows with wild abandon. Despite their sickness, they were still alive. Death had been so close, a promise just breaths away.

But, now, these shadows sharpened as the odd light grew with each new explosion. They reach and grasp and suck and pull. It is nothing but reckless degeneracy; naught but gluttonous theft.

There is no care given, though. No thought to right or wrong. Only to survival, and these sharp shades will persevere.

the Rift

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{TRANSFER NOTES : ADRIA ]\n\nMagic:\nDefensive: Wind around her is in tune with her emotions.\n \nNormal items transfer fine :)\n\n\n[TRANSFER NOTES : LAUME ]\n\nMagic:\nCrafting: Pastel colored crystals sprout in each step and may dissolve into glitter.\n\nItems:\nVanity: Hollow gold orb pendant necklace with a tiny fire opal inside. At night the fire opal glows brightly.\n\nNormal items transfer normally ;}

Ava How long did she just lay there? Had anyone else passed? Who made that noise? Curved ears twitch, twisting to the mare who fell. There was someone there. Someone alive. Talking, to her? Sea blue eyes finally turn, her attention coming to a curious looking filly. The bright colors made the sea pearl’s attention catch more, the first they had done so in so long, but still the wind stayed dead on her back. Even as the rain began to fall, the few drops warning of the coming of the endless, nothing stirred around her. Crystals? The mare’s eyes fall to the crystals as they spring forth with each step of the babe. Strange. But her face doesn’t show it. It remains ever still and blank. “Hello.” The melody which used to dance across her tone has been flattened to something lifeless. So much of her soul was dead, how could parts of her not be affected? See you…the girl drops her gaze. See her…when was the last time she’d been seen? She’d kept to herself so much, rarely spoken to anyone, and even then her mood had driven them off without much time. And endless cycle- Alright? For the first time in a while an emotion passes over her face, but it is confusion. She can’t understand the phrase. She can’t- and then she remembers, as she usually eventually did. So it was then that the girl draws up her wings which had been so carelessly let fall, their weight always so light, so empty now with her blades gone. It made another stone land in her gut. But she does gather them and her head does rise slightly. When she finally does answer, its cryptic. “I’m not hurt.” That alone was an answer. “Did you come through the portal too? Are you hurt?” Though it had some sincerity, it was all spoken with a deadpan voice, and eyes so glassed, they might have been back in Helovia. But that was impossible. She remembered trying to get back here, back to the Rift, whenever it was she had had enough of her adventure. The Rift had been her home (what she had wanted so badly to go back to)…but it didn’t feel like it anymore. "their speech goes here and this is the color

Image by Tamme!

@Laume

THE       F A E       CHILD ......................................................................... ALL around the two mares the forest comes to life. It doesn't take give them anything but it also seems to largely leave them alone. Their arrival is largely uneventful, especially in comparison to the many others all around her (which she did not see or know), and thats somewhat fitting for two who've experienced so much. But still, Laume can't help but notice how the plants lean in at the corners where her light stops shining. It leaves her with an uncomfortable itching feeling all over her, as if she'd walked over an ant palace and angered the queen. The plants weren't the only things making her feel unsure. The pretty mare answers all the questions but she doesn't seem to make an effort to rise. If she were really alright wouldn't she be standing? The youth tilts her head an listens to the mare's question politely before responding."Oh I'm not hurt. Covered in a little glitter but nothings in pain but my butt." She winks at the pretty mare and wiggles her butt and wings. "But...uh, yeah I came through the portal too....No one came with me though. My dad died and then my mom abandoned me and then killed herself, so I don't really have anyone. Did you come through alone too?" The fae child trails off, a brief silence, and considers this mare, allowing the fem a response before she continues her onslaught of positivity. The older girl seems...sad? Laume's own statement of solitary existence hadn't held any emotion. It had simply been matter-of-fact. How else would she speak such things? It was all she'd ever known and so refused to let it make her sad. She bounces over to the laying mare and plops herself down next to the fem. If this mare didn't feel like standing then she'd lay down. "My name is Laume and I am 1yrs old! Whats your name?" The gold silk cape drapes off her shoulders, her bag at her side (Packed with food), and the flower crown half tilted over her eyes. It was endearing but also obvious that these things, and her magic, and the glowing necklace were all kept nearby to make up for the absence of everyone else who should have still been with her. "Speech"

Coding by Tamme::: Table image was free use

OOC: I figured the next post she could give Adria the flower crown and then when she responds that'll bring us up to 8 posts and BAM, rf. lol
@Adria