03 ~ written

[kingkilvas]

I'm a bit vexed I'd gone this long unaware that islands among the sky are phenomenons that exist.

Honestly, you'd think birdfolk should be the first to know of this sort of thing, yet here we are. Six months into my stay in this world and only recently has it come to my attention.

[he's only a little annoyed because if his tiny nation were in the sky it wouldn't be the shithole that it was]

 

These weeks spent among the clouds more than made up for it, I suppose. Sans the giants.

Still. I'll be a little sad to see it off.

 

Comments

[Voice]

[om_nom_namur]

Hell yeah! Bet 'ventually we find an undersea island, too! Jus' like where I'm from!

[This thought is super exciting to him, okay? Okay.]

[Voice]

[kingkilvas]

Ruling out the possibility would be foolish. [And about as exciting as this is for him, he bets.] Though I imagine that would make it a bit hard for the rest of us to visit.

[Voice]

[om_nom_namur]

Naw man, y' coat the- damn, coatin' prob'ly ain't a thing 'round here. Well, shit, we'll think a somethin'. If nothin' else I pop on over t' see Miss Margie an' get us a bunch a bubbly coral from my world t' use on everyone.

[Still. Thanks a lot, King Killjoy.]

[Voice]

[kingkilvas]

[Well...it wasn't on purpose, at least.]

In the event we do find such an underwater island, I'm certain you wouldn't dare let it go without trying every way for the crew to visit. Only trying to think ahead.

[Voice]

[om_nom_namur]

Shit, might be a place like where Nami's from. All dark an' no towns in bubbles or nothin'.

[Naesala can probably hear the moment Namur's fist hits his palm.]

'Kay. If it's like where Nami's from? Screw it. Me an' her'll go but the rest a y'd prob'ly be better off hangin' on the surface. If it's a place like where I'm from, we're findin' a way if I have t' tow y' all down myself.

[Voice]

[kingkilvas]

So glad you've come to a solution. As long as it doesn't end in drowning, I'm good with either option.

[Not even sarcastic. He really is in a good mood.]

Towns encased in bubbles, though? That does sound intriguing.

[Voice]

[om_nom_namur]

Hell yeah! So there's this seriously bigass tree up on the surface, right? An' her roots go c l e a r down t' the ocean floor. The roots bring sunlight t' one li'l part a the deeps, an' that's where our kingdom is. Got this shit called bubbly coral that makes- go figure- bubbles. But they ain't like the weakass shit y' see small fry playin' with that bursts if y' look at it. They're strong 'nuff y' can sit on 'em or use 'em t' give humans air if they gotta go outta the city. Merfolk use 'em t' get 'round on dry land an' t' fly if they're brave 'nuff, sheheheh!

[Voice]

[kingkilvas]

[It's much more interesting than he'd initially believed, if he's being honest - and, contrary to popular belief, he does listen -- but yeah hold up that last point got 'im.]

I'm sorry - they allow you to fly?

[Voice]

[om_nom_namur]

Hell yeah! How else they gonna keep the merfolk from scrapin' up their tails all the time? How high y' go jus' depends on how brave y' are. But y' know, there's only so high y' can go, since 'ventually y' hit the top a the bubble an' yer back t' swimmin'.