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It was delightfully sunny day on a lonesome and derelict road. Much of it was already reclaimed by nature with various saplings, vines, and shrubbery tears apart what remains of the original asphalt road. Within a few more decades, this land will likely make the old growth forest that borders what little remains of the road. On this path are the two gems, Carbide and Pallasite. They approach a small bridge, or at least the remains of it has follow and now swallowed by a small flowing river. Pallasite merely floats her way over the obstacle, turning to Carbide as she points to a derelict building in the distance that rests mound a large mound.
"Sancurary of Wonderious Wonders of wonderly wonder. A... vault of all precious items held, heartly. Oh and most caution to creek flood, I read of earth creatures that could shallow a human whole in such meandering liquid ice." states Pallasite, looking expectantly to her new friend. It would be the first time Pallasite would have a guest... largely because the old factory was far enough that most townsfolk dont bother but close enough that its still within a few hours walking distance.
Post by ~Panzerschurke~ on Mar 11, 2016 23:07:33 GMT
Carbide looks about, taking in the quiet scenery, this place was so much quieter than it was by Beach City, partially because no humans were anywhere near there, but also because they were farther away from the ocean, and its rolling crashing waves, and strong breezes. The light in the forest was gently filtered through the leaves and conifers, bringing its levels down much closer to the low light Carbide's vision spheres preferred. She snaps back to the here and now when Pallasite speaks up.."Hmm? Huh? Wha- Sorry Pallasite, I was kind of just enjoying the stillness around here."
She lifts her head and peers into the distance through her visor at the structure, her eyes catching sight of the large pile of.... well.. EVERYTHING sitting behind it. "Woah Pallasite, how long have you been collecting for? From what I can see from here, that looks like an impressive amount of stuff" The heavy scout bounds a few paces ahead to reach the secluded structure a bit faster, but not so fast as to leave Pallasite floating there behind.
Pallasite looks to Carbide with her unblinking eye.
"Short interval upon capsule of retreat incinerating in gaseous layers of location Earth. 5 dozen planetary rotations completed at this moment since impact." states the gem who now hovers her way to the old factory's location.
As the gems approach closer to the old factory, a large faded sign could be seen on the top. In pink pastel letters the sign reads "WO DERF L WOND RS" with two cartoony smiling faces of human children, one male with short brown hair the other female with pig-tails and orange hair, one each end of the title. Pallas floats her way to one stack of items that was nearly stands one story tall which is accompanied by a what looks like a bumper car for an amusement park and a barbershop chair on the other side. Pallas inspects the pile of junk. Then spins to face Carbide as she can barely contain her excitement.
"So... so... ummm..." stammers the gem as she fidgets her fingers. Pallasite looks to the pile, then hold out her hand as single metallic object gravitates to her palm. She then holds it up to Carbide and speaks about the object enthusiastically.
"Observe! An ornate miniaturized shovel! Human craft design to delicately remove earth with only minimal application of force!" She states as rusty spoon floats in front of Carbide. Then another object, this an old sextant floats in front of Carbide.
"Device divined double observation tool to allow watcher to observe twice objects in the same vertical plane of observation at the same moment! Ingenious is it not!? And and..." and yet another object is summoned from the pile, this one nearly striking Carbide in the head also now floats in front of her.
"Bedazzel! Shirken proxy of celestial body labeled as Earth! Intelligent use of natural materials, holographic projections of this geo-sphere wastely energy consumption. OH oh oh... JINGLEIERS!" exclaims Pallasite in a gleeful tone as a set of metallic keys clang together on a keychain in front of Carbide.
After jingleing the keys a little more, all of the items now float away from Carbide and now orbit around Pallasite, who is now clasping her hands together. She is wearing the widest smile she can muster and gives her a teary-eyed look.
"Treasurious objects of much interestingness most correct?!" asks the gem excitedly, obviously happy to have someone to show all of her interesting curios that she has collected, or at least what she thinks is interesting.
Post by ~Panzerschurke~ on Mar 12, 2016 2:35:31 GMT
Carbide chuckles softly and nods to Pallasite, some of her determinations regarding function and form of human objects did indeed seem a little bit off to say the least, but without anyone around to offer additional insight or significant familiarity with human culture of physiology, she really had no place giving her a hard time of any apparent errors. She was really, little different from a human archaeologist, she thought, cut off from the true context in which artifacts and items were created and used, so making guesses based on observations and known physical characteristics, crossed with ones own experience, is really about as logical a path that any gem could take.
"He He! Much interestingness indeed Pallasite! I'm glad youve got yourself a hobby that keeps you interested and engaged. Far far better than sitting around and being bored, or even worse.. to not be curious about your own environment and the objects in it. I am.. er.. was a scout, so new information is something I've always got my vision spheres and external auditory meatuses open for."
She strode in a bit closer, eyeing the various items and curios as much as she was admiring this strange gem's absolute mastery of her magnetic manipulation, she really was quite precise.. even if the had almost bopped Carbide on the noggin once or twice in the throes of her enthusiasm. It was a nice change to see a gem that appeared.... literally overjoyed about.. well.. anything. It was a rare sight on this planet.. and throughout the gem empire as a whole really, at least on worlds she had visited.
"SO..... Do you have a favorite treasure out of all, Pallasite?" She cocks her head to the side as she asks.
Pallas pauses, her single pupil rotates in place like a loading icon. It then suddenly halts, expands then contracts, then re-orientates itself back to its proper position. She gives Carbide a mellow smile before floating off to the front entrance. She opens the door for Carbide, even though one could easily walk though the space once occupied by a large plane of glass which now lies shattered on the concrete floor below. Once Carbide enters, she would find herself in an old receptionist room. Much of the room reflects a 60's era decorum with its retro-furtro style furniture in the lounge, an old water station now green with algae, and old corded telephones and electric typewriters collecting dust along the receptionist counter. While nature has yet to invade the inside structure, fallen leaves, mold, cobwebs, and remains of bird's nest provide evidence that the invasion has already begun. On the other side of the room are pair of solid looking metal doors that one would presume would be where the workers entered the main part of the factory. Pallas hovers over the the next pair of the doors as Carbide inspects the room. Pallasite looks to Carbide and speaks.
"Enjoy treasures all I do... precious ones... keep safe inside Wonderious Wonders... some... treasures held closer more than all others. Desired much to observe correctly?" asks the gem as she gives Carbide a genuine smile.
Post by ~Panzerschurke~ on Mar 14, 2016 21:19:03 GMT
Carbide trails her finger thorugh the dust on a shelf of knick nacks, this place looked like it was trapped in a world all its own, human structures seemed so very strange when they were left abandoned, even more so than gem structures, that simply looked empty. Whereas emtpy human structures always looked so sad and haunting they way the dust hung in the air, floating through streams of daylight that made it through the gaps in the boards over the windows and tattered edges of the drawn down curtains.. Maybe it was something to do with the short human life span, that an empty structure connotes that its occupants are gone from this life, whereas the gems that abandon a structure could very well be alive and functioning thousands of years later, many lightyears away.
This bit of perspective suddenly made the human world seem all that much more delicate and in need of guidance and appreciation, afterall, when you only have a short time with something or someone, you best make the most of it. Perhaps it was that quiality that had endeared a few humans to the heavy scout, the fact that they couldnt put things off indefinitely, the NOW had a certain weight as well as liberation to it, she thought, when it came to humans being concerned.
She shakes her head slightly, drawing her focus back into the moment, and nods warmly towards the peculiar levitating fusion.. "yeah, I think I would like that very correctly, lead on Pallasite" Pallasite's mag lev abilities and her unorthodox speech patterns and social graces were all very interesting to take it, but it was occuring to the scout that perhaps this Fusion's greatest capability lay in her ability to deeply appreciate any little old thing.. even a.. "Ferrium Clapper".
Pallasite looks from Carbide to the metal door. Pallasite holds out her right hand, the simple movement causing the doors to suddenly open but some invisable force. From beyond the door, one can see an expansive factory floor. The entire room was dark and was only dimily lit by only a few penetrating rays of sunlight coming for the boarded up windows or through some cracks from the degrading structure. With with the really lighting, the entire building looks more like a warehouse rather than a factory as there are literally towers of precariously stacked pieces of junk that reach up the the factory ceiling. The space in between the each of the towers only just has enough space to fit to people or gems comfortably side by side.
"Banishing darkness" states Pallasite who lets the doors close once Carbide enters and flicks a nearby electrical switch.
Most surprsingly, the large overhanging lights suddenly come to life and flood the massive room with light. With the lights come a greater details of the surroundings, the entire room seems to extend nearly the length of a human football stadium... maybe even longer! The towers of treasures themselves look even more precarious as most of them extend up to 4 stories height limit of the factory ceiling and look as if they would fall over if someone where to give one so much as a good shove. Each of the towers consist mostly of human made objects such as children's toys, collectibles, memorabilia, antiques, cookware, hardware, pieces of artwork, old flyers, books, and other miscellaneous human tech. There even appears to be a tank... an actual Sherman tank from the a human conflict some time ago. How Pallasite manage to fit the tank undamaged though the doors was a mystery. Even more impressive... how she managed to stack the tank in the middle of tower in such a way that all of the objects below it have been cursed by the massive weight of it. Interestingly... there are appear to be a few bits of gem tech inbedded in some of the towers of human dominated junk, indicating that Pallasite regard these superior gem objects of equal worth of that to that of the human created objects.
Looking past the towers of "treasure", one could make out some of the machinery used to build toys. From long conveyor belts that transported parts from location to assembly, sewing machines, a couple of large industrial ovens, large hooks used to transport materials, plastic or metal mold extrusion devices and everything else one could imagine was needed for a toy factory of this time period. Much of these machines however are difficult to make as all them are partly obstructed by the junk towers as Pallasite seemed to have cared little for whatever was in the way of her junk towers so long as they maintained a grid-like distance with each other. As a result, some towers are built entirely or partially on top of preexisting manufacturing devices on the factory floor. With the lights now one, Pallasite hovers up one of the towers, carefully picks out some object using her ability to manipulate magnetism, then floats back town with what looks like a signal light ripped off of a intersection.
"Marvel at multi-color anti-motion device! Emits various wavelengths that interfere with motion functionality of human. Predicted that mixed signal inter with human bio-chemistry. When longer wave crimson hue pulse observed by human optical sphere, it interferes with computing mechanism and cause human halt suddenly in place. Occurs primary when operating in auto wagons and when outside of auto wagons." explains Pallasite as the signal light orbits around her.
Her eye darts to another object within another treasure tower and holds out her hand, the object comes flying twords her palm before it stops and gently levitates just in front of her hand. Pallasite then grabs it and shoves the object in front of Carbide's face.
"Wariness of weapon humans call... a toaster! Chops of airy carbohydrates are inserted and irradiated amplified micronwaves. Heated superly till carbohydrates metamorphized into unknown black substance that be ejected velocities great. Irradiation extensive enough to incinerate objects upon contacted with altered ejected carbohydrates. Fortune us its inefficiency, requiring full 7 earth minutes to fully enable." states Pallasite, sounding a bit concerned when explain this particular object.
Pallasite then pulls in another metal object and explains it... then another, then another and another and another and another. There by now about 2 dozen objects floating all around Pallasite, explain the primary function of an ice scooper when she suddenly stoops. Her wandering pupil now slowly centers itself to Carbide as she asks her a question.
"Interesting correct? Err... greet Walter of Walrus and Wha-animals? Enjoy companionship they do." states Pallasite as the objects around her just... freeze in the space around her.
Post by ~Panzerschurke~ on Mar 17, 2016 21:02:30 GMT
Carbide grins and nods, tilting her head flighty as the menagerie of magnetic miscellania suddenly stopped, frozen in the air "Well yes of course, very interesting. There is probably enough interesting I'm this one structure to keep a home world archivist busy for a dozen standard planetary year cycles, and that's if they never took a break! You said that you didnt have too many visitors Pallas it, how come? Do you prefer to keep thos place private, or is there any other reason? "
Carbide moves further I to the room taking in the sights all around her, she had been on earth a few years now, and being a scout gave her an aptitude for absorbing new information but there were still things sticking out of the piles of items that she didn't recognize at all..she grabs an item out of the stack, it looked like some sort of tool but it's end was very soft and ... squishy like a sponge. Carbide grips the handle and accidentally depresses the trigger, the head of the rotary car buffer whurrs to life..."what in the stars is thi-?....hmmmmm. .."
She looks about with a dark plum blush on her face, hoping Pallas it isn't watching her too too closely, and tosses her long wild hair to the side, exposing her dark iridescent gem core, reaching back with the soft rotary tool, applying it's rotating buffing surface to her facets. "Hmmm, this isn't so bad ..actually. ... hrrrrg. .. oh prancing peridots, that feels niiiice!"
"Hmmrmmmmm..." hums Pallasite as she puffs out her cheeks slightly, her pupil shifting from the left side, then to her right side, then back to her left side before finally centering itself. Her cheeks once again now deflate as she beings to speak.
"Isolation... self concerns of Homeworlds's intentions upon discovery of my from... errmmm... threatened with... fracturing... cracking... shattering for nature as fusion... and sabotage of primary handship core overload in expedient withdrawal. Transmission of the Rose Quartz alleviated concerns mostly. More... reconnaissance and expeditionary ventures permitted with lessened Homeworld influence upon geo-sphere. In past, few humans strayed but... haste retreat they take upon observing me as they exclaim "ghost". Yet met this strange phantasm I have... detect its electromagnetic signature most certainly able. Oh... exception: Katie Richard. Never fled she did... always returned to resume tour of my collection. Still awaiting resumption of tour upon return, elapsed six solar rotations since last visitation. Presently, you are first to observe wonders earnest with exception notable of Katie Richards." Speaks the fusion gem in a tone devoid of much emotion. Her gaze now focued mostly on Carbide, with only some deviations as her eye strays to look at one particular object in her collection before staring back to Carbide who appears to be enjoying the buffing device. She seemed study Carbide's interaction with the object... noting that this could be the devices primary function.
Post by ~Panzerschurke~ on Mar 23, 2016 4:25:08 GMT
Carbide listens to her floating host for a few moments. It was strange to hear the patterns in her speech, not because of how she patternes her words, but in how she coudl go from giddy and happily enthusiastic over a waffle iron one moment, but then switch to a very logical, matter of fact tone of voice as soon as the subject matter changes a bit.
She then blinks and blushes when she realizes two things, first that she had been buffing her gem nearly the whole time Pallasite was speaking to her, and second, that Pallasite had been watching her closely the whole time. She squeaks slightly and pulls the buffer off her gem and holds it out to her floating host..."er.. here, you should take this back so that I dont get myself distracted any more than I already was there. That was rude of me, sorry. You can try it out on your gem cores when I'm gone, it actually feels pretty good."
She clears her throat and looks about again, her gaze pausing on the old human armored war machine, the Sherman.." So most of this stuff I can figure you would be able to find around pretty much anywhere, but a machine like that!.. Well. I think there is no mistaking that for what It is, but where did you get it, and was it hard to move with your magnetism? Oh, and who is this Katie Richard you spoke about? That certainly sounds like a human name to me. Would you say she is a friend of yours?"
The prospect of humans and gems actually getting along as friends or at least as colleagues or neighbors was a strangely appealing concept to the Haevy Scout, but then again, she seemed to be all about what would smudge the facets of the shiny shoes high class gems back on home world.
Pallasite nods once as she holds out her left hand out to the buffer. The buffer levitates away from Carbide and in front, but not touching, of Pallasite's left palm. The gem then floats herself in front of the stack Carbide removed the buffering tool from and dexterously levitates the tool back into is precise position it was removed from. Satisfied, Pallasite spins herself in place and faces Carbide once more.
"Datum registered. Reservations of self experimentation are... deliberated." states the gem who gives a glancing look at the device before turning her attention to Carbide.
Pallas pupil briefly glances at the old sherman tank, her face lighting up in delight.
"Discovered lot abandoned. Intact most of among models... transition to Wonderious Wonder difficulty minimal. Disassembaly reassembaly required... volume exceeds permission of entrance point." states Pallasite with a shrug
"Suspect complex contraption... transportation utilizing twined continuous belt system for movement. Extensional cylinder... for expulsion of vapors under populous compression as propellant. Predicted enhancement of velocity increments of limited usage." explains the fusions as she does to be to explain what the tank is based on her own observations.
Pallasite pauses, her slight bobbing in the air comes to a stop before she continues to speak again.
"Katie Richards, feminine variety of human models manufactured several solar rotations ago. Designation as friend... acceptable. Affair akin to... lecturer and scholar." states the gem, her pupil darting every now and then to some object in her collection as she speaks to Carbide.
Post by ~Panzerschurke~ on Apr 5, 2016 18:08:38 GMT
Carbide nodded as she picked her way gingerly across the pile, and approached the tank, where it sat wedged in place. Carefully she climbs up, mindful not to tip or misplace anything in the pile, and soon rests kneeling on top of the human war machine. The metal was cool and dusty, and Carbide soon found her gemform was picking up a generous coating as well. She spots some faded white lettering, hand painted, shwoing through the dust and with her gloved hand she soon has the area uncovered, although she now wears a few good smudges on her cheeks and pants. The lettering on the tank's turret read "BRYNHILD".... "Hmmmm... Brynhild... Brynhild... Well Pallasite, I think you can now say that youve got two female friends originating from Earth. This old war machine has a name!"
Carbide patted Brynhild on the gun mantlet and swing herself up onto the turret roof and began prying open the commanders copula hatch. The metal began to move with a protesting groan, but soon the heayv Scout was haning half upside down inside the hatch, with her hair dangling down into the cabin. The gem on her back begins to glow, not like a flashilight, like other gems who have their core mounted on their front, or on a convieneint part of an extremity.. but more like a lanturn, so it's glow spread softly through the cabin and lit up the belly of a machine that appeared to still be entirely complete, it even still had bits of crew paraphinalia about the cabin. The scout wiggles a bit then drops the rest of the way inside with a CLUNK..
She rights herself and looks about, reaching out and wipes a smudge off an identification plate and reads the engraved letters..."M4A3E2 'Jumbo' Sherman.. hmm i think I like the sound of that." She pops open the breach of the cannon and peers down the barrel, seeing the light of the outside at the end. "Wow.. keep this between you , me and Brynhild here, but a gun like this could probably crack a Jasper and then some, if they could get the shot to land. these humans seem to be growing so fast, its hard not to admire that.." Carbide blinks and realizes she has been talking out loud to herself, her voice echoing about the cramped interior. She huffs and shakes her head, her gaze falling on an old metal domed helmet hanging from a deteriorated chin strap on the knob of an ajustment wheel on the gun. She scoops it up and gingerly places it on her head, popping back up out of the hatch from which she had wiggled inside.."Heya pallas, how do i look?!" She grins and does a salute, human style.
Pallasite single eye locks onto Carbide as she approaches the junk tower with the Sherman tank in it. She floats closer to Carbide and watches in silent horror as Carbide steps over all of the other objects in her collection. Pallasite cringes with every step she makes as she silently levitates near Carbide but makes no vocal objections to Carbide's action. Once Carbide manages to reach the tank, she lets out sigh or relief as she carefully readjust the objects that were sightly misplaced from Carbide's boots. The adjustments where minuscule at best, hardly noticeable to anyone but Pallasite as magnetically puts the objects back into their original positions as almost all of them were metallic. As she finishes, she looks up to Carbide who exclaimed something about the war machine having a name.
"Mhmm? Oh!" she mummers in surprise as she floats her way up to the nose of the tank, looking to the Carbide then back to the tank.
"Compliments Brynhild." states the fusion gem as she waves to the tank as if it was actually a person.
Hearing a clanging noise, she quickly looks back over to Carbide as she enters inside the tank. She nimbly floats over to the commanders cupola and proceeds to wait there until Carbide can make her reappearance. Some time later, Carbide pops out from the tank's belly of the tank, this time sporting a dusty old army helmet. She stares at Carbide for a long while, trying to come up with the best discrirptive than and adaquetly discribe her appearance.
"Errr... protected?" she states with uncertainty but gives the gem faint hint of a smile. Then her single eye lights up as she spots an familiar object
"Astondment!" excitedly gasps Pallasite as she quickly hovers over to something higher up the bill, pucks it out with her bare hands, then proceeds to spin around and hold the object out for Carbide to see. The object appears to be one of those robotic singing mounted bass.
"Be aware! Mounted perciforme reanimated for warbling!" announces Pallasite cheerfully as she floats right up to Carbide.
Pallasite then press the little red button, the fish suddenly coming to life and begins to sing.
As the fish sings, Pallasite closes her eye and bobs her head from side to side. As the fish finishes its song, she looks to Carbide expectantly... awaiting for her be amazed by the wonder that is a singing fake fish.
Post by ~Panzerschurke~ on May 22, 2016 20:19:32 GMT
Carbide fonds herself sitting there upon Hildi'arnored hull, her head tilting ever more to the side as her mind is trying to comprehend the device before her, as it sings it's crackly tune. As the fish winds it's song to a close Carbide can only chuckle and shake her head. "Well I gotta hand it to you Pallasite, you've shown me a human device that's battery powered, coated in rubber and wiggles around, that's weirder in both form AND function than the last device I'm thinking about....and even the usage of the other thing I'm thinking of is somehow....less strange than that fish. "
Carbide's gaze shifts back up to Brynhild's turret with the open hatch in the top..."Ooh! Ooh!Idea.." The scout clamors to the back of the tanks hull and wrenches open a disc like lid and sticks her scent sponge up to it and after inhaling slight, she throws her head back and rubs her nose.."Aarg! Oh yeah. ..this thing still has fuel in it! Pretty stale...it would smoke like a beast, but it just might run..Pallasite, if you can get Brynhild out of here without collapsing your pile of.. curio..then how would you like to go for a ride? !"
There is little masking the scout's enthusiasm on this matter.. but let's be realistic. . Who in the wide world is never wanting to drive a tank at any given time...
Pallasite listens to Carbide's request and considers it. She places the singing fish in Carbide''s arms and inspects the tank that is trapped under all of the rest of her treasures. Her floats herself from spot to spot, as if trying to visualize how to somehow remove the tank from its prison.
"Mhmmm...probable." she mummers as stares down the tank before looking back to Carbide.
"Recommend gravity connectors ingrain on secure surface." she states as she points to the bare concrete floor.
"Relocating Byrnhild outside perimeters soonly... recommend congregating by outside portways"
Once Carbide moves to a safer location, Pallasite looks to the tank once more and inhales. She then holds out her arms and closes her eye. In that instant, the area around Pallasite is suddenly free from the restriction of gravity, making everything weightless in 50 foot radius around herself. Pallasite sets her work to remove the tank immediately, finding it easy to pull with magnetic manipulation ability as her newly created weightless environment keeps the junk pill mostly in place. With the tank now out, it creates an obvious gap in the pile that Pallasite quickly sets out to filling by taking metallic objects on top of the top to replace the missing material. While its an impressive display of her great extent of her powers, Pallasite is very clear doing so is taxing for the fusion gem. Her breathing becomes more and more erratic, her eye darting in all directions as she simultaneously arranges hundreds of tiny to large metal objects into a framework that will support the material resting above the moment Pallasite's gravity negation ceases to function. Once her hastily work with stabling the tower of treasure is complete, she shimmies the tank up to the the more roomy ceiling. She looks down, relieved to see the pile seems to be holding itself in place now that she and her gravity negation field are floating away from it. Now however was not the time to admire her handiwork as she still needed to get the tank out before she collapses from exhaustion. She looks to the roof, which uses corrugated steel panels, and removes the plates to create an opening just large enough for a tank to fit through. Once accomplished, she hurriedly sets the panels in place and goes to take the tank over by the empty lot near the the old factory entrances. Pallasite however begins to waver, the tank makes jerky movements as it comes down and Pallasite struggles to maintain her ability to levitate.
Finally, when when both she and the tank are 10 feet off the ground, Pallasite at last reaches her limit. Her 50 foot radius gravity negation ability ceases to function, causing both her and the tank to fall to the ground. The tank falls first, its suspension absorbing most of the shock it would seem. Pallasite tumbles down shortly after, landing headfirst on to the commander's hatch, rolling off the the side and bounces off the tank track coverings. Pallasite then lays there on the ground, rising her head slightly as she lets out a groan.
"Hhrrmmmmmmm... m-mis... computed... strain..." she groans, she looks over Carbide with her single eye.
"A-assit? S-self... incapable of... motion to enable stance upright." states Pallasite as she lays there motionless, having been so used to floating around that she has forgotten what it was like to have feel the effects of gravity on her gem form.
Flurry: theres a lot of beryls...
Oct 22, 2019 4:48:29 GMT
Red Beryl: oof, how many now?
Oct 22, 2019 4:50:51 GMT
Flurry: White beryl Red beryl, yellow beryl
Oct 22, 2019 4:58:57 GMT
Flurry: not that many I guess, but there could be a few more
Oct 22, 2019 4:59:05 GMT
Red Beryl: We will eventually form a complete rainbow
Oct 22, 2019 4:59:46 GMT
Red Beryl: And when that happens; all our profile pictures will just be our color and all posts will be commented on in order.
Oct 22, 2019 5:02:10 GMT
Flurry: Theres a few spinels too
Oct 22, 2019 5:03:07 GMT
Flurry: I just love how the show's spinel is just "Spinel" to make us all feel like ripoffs...even tho we're first...
Oct 22, 2019 5:03:33 GMT
Flurry: Im just glad I didn't go pink spinel!
Oct 22, 2019 5:04:05 GMT
Red Beryl: true, if it had; you would've needed to add est.201x to your signature and always say that Rebecca copied your idea.
Oct 22, 2019 5:07:42 GMT
Flurry: Oh...toby fox you sly dog
Oct 22, 2019 5:27:17 GMT
Flurry: waiting until 2020 to release delta rune 2
Oct 22, 2019 5:27:25 GMT
Flurry: for the very purpose of: 202X
Oct 22, 2019 5:27:32 GMT
Red Beryl: A true big brain move
Oct 22, 2019 5:33:24 GMT
This Roleplay is a prequel to Steven Universe to an extent with some slight retconing and its own progression to the story that will turn out differently to how stuff plays out in the show.Thanks to the message by Rose Quartz several gems are rising up to protect Earth and have labelled themselves as the Crystal Gems. Others on earth are remaining aligned to Homeworld though despite the isolation of Earth from Homeworld
All gems on earth are still stranded, the communication hub is still offline and all the space warps are shattered, it has now been revealed that this is the work of Rose Quartz and her small group known as the Crystal gems. They have rebelled against Homeworld and have chosen to protect the Earth (Trapping themselves on Homeworld to keep the warps down).
Now both sides are fighting among themselves along with fighting against the 'Corruption' a virus is infecting many gems turning most of them into mindless monsters, but those with a stronger will seem to becoming something more sinister.
The Game has changed now. The question has finally been posed, are you against Homeworld or allied with them. Or do you have your own agenda that may or may not been assisted by the ‘Corruption’. Regardless the seeds have been placed down and although it is only the beginning the fight for or against Earth and the corruption has begun. The choice is yours for how it is shaped on the Original Steven Universe Roleplay Site.
Orginal Opening Plot Here Thread That Changed Everything
Differances Between the Roleplay and the Show
*Thanks to Rose Quartz' message the Gems on Earth are entirely aware that the Homeworld Gems intend to wipe out the human race.
*The "corruption" is being treated like a virus due to lack of info about it on the show.
*Garnet, Pearl and Rose are assumed capture on Homeworld
*Garnet,Pearl and Rose broke the space warps to delay Homeworld
*Thanks to Roses Message gems now know what the Kindergarten was used for