[center][h3][color=deepskyblue]Prologue: Hatching Day[/color][/h3][i][color=deepskyblue][sup]Igs cannot die in the prologue.[/sup][/color][/i][/center]
It was dark in the hatchery, but not quiet. The whirring hum of hivemind was omniprescent, mixing with the quiet sloshing of the primordial soup as an egg would occasionally wiggle in it's sleep and send ripples across the universe. It was oddly beautiful in a way - the swirling  purple-blues water of galaxies speckled with stars, a couple inches deep, cradling  eggs of all different shapes and sizes, often vibrant and beautiful in their own right. It seemed to stretch on ad infinitum.

It was a shame the things that hatched from them were so ugly. The invisible force of Hivemind spun across the room, inspecting the various eggs. Some looked close to hatching, and Hivemind was satisfied with most of the handiwork.

And then there was.... well, them. Scooted off into one neglected corner, out of mind and out of sight. Hivemind had been in a stormy mood on the day of their creation, in fact, it was unlikely they would hatch at all. All Igs had their faults, of course, but... this set was a particularly... "special" batch.
 
[center]Oh well. Reject eggs had a tendancy not to hatch, anyway, right?

[i]crrrrk....snkkk...crk.....[/i][/center][hr][center][img]https://s17.postimg.org/9laqexm9b/Eggs.png[/img][/center][hr][color=deepskyblue][b]OOC: [i]Welcome[/i][/b][/color] to the world, little one! Honestly we didn't think you'd make it this far. Like, not even a little bit. But that's ok! Because Hivemind loves you anyway, right?

Feel free to wriggle out of your shells and do whatever it is baby Igs do. Try not to break any of your millions of brothers and sisters or anything else you get your grubby little paws on. As soon as Hivemind notices you're awake you'll be [color=625d5d][s]subjected to rigorous testing[/s][/color] thrown a birthday party. Yay!

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