Zanavy

:ὁ Animalia [OPEN!]

I'm still here and willing, but I don't have much to do with the kidnapping plot that was supposed to be next.

**CANCELLED** Flower Power! - A Plant-Inspired Superpowers RP [OPEN]

Cabins - Central Pavilion

The volunteer gazed skeptically at the glob of water leaving Conner's bottle. His expression turned to neutral and finally impressed as the liquid levitated with control around the room and back into the water bottle. He thought for a moment and then nodded toward Conner, handing him an earned refund and a special sticker to put on his event program.

A few minutes later, the tired volunteer seemed less impressed by Mara's display. He narrowed his eyes and considered for a moment.

"An... electric lemon essence, you say?... would qualify for a refund. To ensure fairness toward all participants, you'll have to consent to a thorough pat-down to check for well-known items such as tasers or-"

"Ahh, you're doing a good job," a clear voice interrupted. The volunteer stiffened as Dr. Nichols, dressed in the most outdoorsy clothing possible to still maybe get away with calling it business casual, propped an elbow on the man's shoulder. "Way to hold down the fort. You give yourself a break, I can take it from here."

The volunteer still looked a little peeved about the researcher's display of boisterous friendliness. But he wasn't about to argue about a break. As the skeptical volunteer walked away, Dr. Nichols turned to Mara and handed her the plant essence refund and sticker.

"I wish some of the unessenced would get over their jealousy enough to realize that every essenced person is a benefit to humanity as a whole," Dr. Nichols commented more quietly with an understanding smile. "Electric powers, for example. If even one out of a thousand people had well-developed electric powers, we could greatly cut down the use of fossil fuels! Have you met any other plant-essenced people here? I have several events to run, but I would love to find a little time on the side to group together and talk."

@Crimson Flame @LuckyBlackCat

Pokemon Spiral

Ty Westgrove

Vareena Gym

Ty spent the next few minutes chatting with the new kid who showed up with a Rockruff. Honestly, he didn't feel like he could do much help with the whole Rheese situation right now, as any extra information he could ask about it would apparently be like a jackhammer to Rheese's brain. Some brief glances showed Amber providing some snacks, Sophia checking for a fever - he was in good enough hands. Meanwhile, this Rockruff could use some comfort and attention. And the kid, too, of course.

"Ty! We're going to need your Igglybuff's help."

Ty stopped mid-sentence at the urgent sound of his name. There were only two things one might need Medic for, and Amber's tone didn't make it sound like an insomnia emergency. Ty quickly walked to the coffee table and picked up Medic, already alert and ready for duty. The punk trainer headed toward Amber's voice and grimaced at the multitude of bleeding cuts on an unconscious trainer's arms.

Medic's round eyes scanned the trainer from her vantage point in Ty's arms. At her cue, Ty set her down next to Remi. Medic checked for breathing and looked at the girl's head and neck for several seconds. Then she glanced at Ty and let out a couple soft squeaks, making a rolling motion with her stubby arms.

"Med says put her in recovery position," Ty explained. With some help from the gym staff, and one correction from Medic, Ty rolled Remi over onto her side with her arms and legs alternately flexed and straightened. Then the Igglybuff approached the arm on the ground and pressed her hand over one of the seeping bandages. A soft glow appeared as Heal Pulse began to slowly seal up Remi's wound.

"Medic can stop wounds from bleeding any more," Ty commented, his voice and face very serious. "But she can't replace whatever blood has already been lost. If this girl doesn't wake up in a few minutes, she should go to the hospital."

Medic released her hand from the one cut and quickly moved to work on another. The first cut wasn't even fully sealed yet, but she chose to stay at one wound just long enough to make it 'better than the next worst one.' Her breathing sped up a little but her face remained still and serious.

Pokemon Spiral

Ty Westgrove

Vareena Gym

Ty spent the past few minutes sitting stiffly in awkward silence, feeling like a third wheel left out of the loop. Or... was he, like, a seventh wheel or something? Whatever the case, it seemed all these people knew each other and what sort of crisis was going on. Ty didn't even have time to blurt out some exclamation like 'That Team Noble, for real?!' before the conversation took two more turns, as if these people talk about their typical day interacting with a mysterious dangerous shadow group over a spot of tea on a regular basis.

The punk trainer didn't seem remotely interested in his own tea. Medic was a little curious, though. The Igglybuff blew on the hot tea, splattering several drops as she did not accurately gauge her own lung strength. Then she tried to carefully tilt the cup that was nearly half the size of her body. She got too nervous about spilling the hot liquid all over herself, though, and had to settle for gingerly dipping her stubby hands in and lapping it up.

While all the people that knew this Rheese guy rushed to him, Ty decided not to crowd around and zoned out a little. One hour, he was celebrating a gym battle with some nice, if probably brief, companions. The next, it seems, he found himself inserted into the middle of some action crime movie. Action movies are great, for like, action heroes. But maybe not so much for people like... him.

A sudden bump on Ty's shin brought him back to the present, and he startled for a moment. Then he smiled and chuckled in relief at the sight of a small yet sturdy canine Pokemon.

"Hi, little guy," Ty addressed the Rockruff, petting the Pokemon's tough head for a second before its trainer picked it up. Then he listened to the embarrassed boy.

"Ah, it's fine. He was very polite. I'm just glad he didn't jump up on me."

At that moment, a cry of pain erupted from the area of the couch and didn't stop. Ty watched helplessly for a few seconds as the injured man shuddered in agony. At some point in the paralysis of Ty's own shock, he remembered some random kid just walked in and was bound to be even more horrified.

"So, what's your Rockruff's name?" Ty asked with a forced smile, quickly walking over to try and lead the boy to a different room, any different room. "How long have you had him?"

@Crimson Flame @fer1323 @LuckyBlackCat @Heckno12 @OtomostheCrazy

**CANCELLED** Flower Power! - A Plant-Inspired Superpowers RP [OPEN]

Cabins - Central Pavilion

Joseph Anderson was so immersed in brainstorming, he failed to notice his surroundings and had to be nudged whenever the line moved up. He wasn't quite satisfied by his plan when his turn came, but it would have to do.

"Hello, and welcome to the SHARP summit," the worker in the blue name tag said in a cheerful customer service voice. "Please show your ticket and step over there to demonstrate your essence."

The man pointed to an open field a relatively safe distance away from all the people in line.

"Actually," Joseph began, "my essence is ivy. I'm an expert climber! But, you see, there's nothing to climb on over there. You could take my word for it, or I could climb on this pavilion."

The worker's smile sagged a bit, already looking tired well before noon.

"Alright," the volunteer decided, "but we'll have to move everyone away, for safety reasons."

As the grumbling line was forced to move back into more of an abstract squiggle, Joseph rubbed his hands and stretched his legs, firing himself up. When the worker nodded, the bearded man leaped onto one of the wooden beams with gusto, hoisting himself up as fast as he could. He shimmied up to the roof with impressive speed. Well, impressive for a regular human. The volunteer pursed his lips, not really sure how to judge this ivy man.

"Alright, you can come down now. I'll talk with my superiors and let you know their answer soon."

"Okay!" Joseph shouted down, beginning to slide back down the pole. "When my refund's ready, just call me on- ACK!"

The bearded man was interrupted by a large splinter sticking into his right palm. The man lost his grip and flailed for a moment before landing hard but on his feet. The shaken man stood frozen for a second. Then he put his hands up and posed like a gymnast landing an expert trick.

"I also have extra ivy resilience! Ow..."

@GreysonEA

Townsfolk of Lorenstad - A Fantasy Village RP

Calleida Fynwynlynn

Outside The Other Mine --> Inside The Other Mine

"Oh! You're going on a quest? Can I come? Can I??"

Calleida ignored Margaret's outstretched arm for the time being, instead choosing to perch on the cart. The bird hopped and her eyes shone with a daring gleam for a few seconds. A search quest, it sounded like. A bird of prey could do something useful, something adventurous here!

Then Calleida furrowed her prominent brows in a bird-frown and looked up. Based on the sun's position in the nearly cloudless sky, it appeared to be between nine and ten o'clock in the morning. Hmm. Maybe starting a fresh new adventure now would be cutting it a liiiittle itty bit close. It looked like they were in a hurry to get started, anyway, and gathering all the logistics of Calleida's existence would take up a fair amount of time and effort.

"Ah, never mind," the harrier huffed, her feathers fluffing up in a pout. "Good luck on your adventure though. And hit me up next time you got a shorter quest, ya hear?"

The hawk took off into the air again.

"And welcome to Lorenstad, Pyrona. Maid."

With a final nod toward the new faces, Calleida flew low to the ground, her next destination nearby. She alighted on the windowsill in The Other Mind. The hawk glanced around at her surroundings, searching for whatever hired hand would be manning the tavern at this early hour. She was surprised to see Minnow herself, awake and... picking herself up off the ground outside? What happened here?

Whatever it was, the elf looked kinda cranky about it. Hmm. Well, the news Calleida had to deliver was good, so maybe it would brighten Minnow's mood a little!

"Hiya, it's Calleida," the bird addressed Minnow. "I've come to inform you that the mystery herb my dad has been growing has a minty buttery sort of taste. It is quite edible for satyrs, chickens, and a handful of other species, though it might be better to keep it away from canids. It should be fully mature for harvest in a week, and you and dad can meet to arrange the price."

Calleida preened her feathers for a few seconds.

"Now that I'm here, are there any messages you'd like to send? Or rats you'd like caught? For a small fee, of course."

If Minnow had no work for her, Calleida considered visiting Mayor Burgermeister next. She still wasn't sure whether she should inform the townsfolk about a good dragon. Her friend said it was a good idea, but the person most involved turned it down. Maybe the mayor would know what to do.

@AdorableSaucer @Forsythe @RedPandaGamer @Goldeagle1221 @Kumbaris @Ozzy Cross

**CANCELLED** Flower Power! - A Plant-Inspired Superpowers RP [OPEN]

@TruthHurts22 Potential grapevine thoughts:
- Enhanced hearing
- Enhanced memory of things heard
- Limited ability to detect lies, like 1x/day, use it wisely
- Slightly intoxicating effects via wine influence: blurred vision, loss of coordination. A good one to gradually scale up.

As LostButterfly said, other ideas for mental powers could be fine, as long as they're not too similar to Dani's.

**CANCELLED** Flower Power! - A Plant-Inspired Superpowers RP [OPEN]

Welcome, @TruthHurts22. We're starting to get a lot of characters (woooo) but we're open for a little more. It's a relatively convenient time to join. You can join us on Discord https://discord.gg/mDH7UUqhZM if you want to ask questions or have help brainstorming. It would probably be quicker than posting here.

Townsfolk of Lorenstad - A Fantasy Village RP

Calleida Fynwynlynn

Outside The Other Mine

Calleida was not particularly keen on people bossing her around, but this time she was more than happy to obey Thaddeus' order to back away. The wide-eyed harrier flapped her wings and took off into the air behind the group. She circled around to maintain a relatively safe distance (as in, maybe the dragon would have to actually move in order to toast her) but remained close enough to... what? Give a dragon paper cuts with her talons while she chomped her friend's head off? Along with alarm at the suddenly tense situation and remarks made, a feeling of embarrassment started to well up. Here Calleida was, feeling all cool and badass today, but even then she might as well be a canary compared to these dragons and sword fighters and even the library wizard.

Just as the tension seemed to die down a bit, yet another person screamed and tried to rush the dragon. Calleida cringed as Thaddeus 'solved' that problem. But the interaction did get her thinking. How many times did a good dragon have to deal with that every day? Calleida herself had occasionally been the subject of screams and drawn weapons from unknowing passers-by. It was quite disruptive to both your activities and your thoughts.

When the dragon transformed into a human and spoke in a calmer tone, Calleida felt a bit braver, though that murderous glare still hung fresh in her mind. The bird gulped and circled closer.

"Miss dragon?" Calleida began, her friendly tone a little more forced than usual. "Uh... sorry I called you slain. I know there are some good dragons. It's just, well, if you're small like I tend to be... you can't really afford to make that guess right off the bat."

The harrier swooped down and landed a few meters away.

"I'm a hawk now. If you're really trying to get along with people, I could fly around and tell everyone there's a dragon but don't try to kill her. Maybe it would be better to learn from me than for every single person to be shocked when they meet you?"

Calleida's feathers ruffled with anxiety. She still wasn't sure what was the right thing to do here. What if she told everyone the dragon was safe, only to be blindsided when the attack came? But what if she really was a good dragon, but anyone could snap after so many screams and slaying attempts in one day?

@Forsythe

Townsfolk of Lorenstad - A Fantasy Village RP

Calleida Fynwynlynn

--> outside The Other Mine

It had been nearly two weeks since Calleida had flown, and the rush of wind caressing her feathers felt wonderfully refreshing. The harrier tilted her wingtips and opened her beak in something close to a smile as she felt herself rise up another ten feet almost effortlessly, floating on the power of updrafts. Flying was almost too easy for a bird of prey. Much better than being a hummingbird. Good lord.

Calleida angled down as she neared her destination. She could people-watch villagers wheeling carts down the road, milling around the tavern, Captain Thaddeus dancing in the middle of the road, the usual. Wait... behind him... was THAT a-

"Hey! Captain!" the hawk exclaimed as she dived down toward the small group standing around the reptilian creature sprawled on the ground. She splayed out her wings to land gracefully, misty gray-green eyes locked on Thaddeus with awe.

"Hiya, it's Calleida," she began. Though Thaddeus could likely recognize her voice by now, she found that fewer mishaps happened if she simply introduced herself wherever she went.

"Did you slay this dragon?" the harrier gushed, hopping a couple times. "That's AMAZING! You gotta tell me the whole story! I was just on my way to..."

The bird's beak went slack as her keenly focused predator eyes finally strayed away from Thaddeus enough to notice the curled-up creature blink with eyes larger than Calleida's head. She jolted back, tripped over her own tail in a wild flurry of feathers, and finally managed to right herself and dart behind Thaddeus' boots.

"IT'S NOT DEAD!"

@Ozzy Cross @Forsythe @RedPandaGamer @Searat @Kumbaris