Neriedars yog pet challenges

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    Neriedar
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    Base Element type: Solar

    Neriedars yog pet challenges

    Post by Neriedar on Mon Apr 29, 2013 1:36 am

    This post may have to be split. I decided to do two eggs for a challenge. The panda line egg is set in my real life while my toby line egg is set in minecraft. these are also hosted over on deviant art if something goes wrong during posting. http://neriedar.deviantart.com/
    Helios is a stellapup and Krait is a boapup
    This was done early in the yogpets craze before the forum was established so I may have to be creative about how I roleplay seeing as it is only one pet per person. I will probably flag which persona I am operating under mainly myself. I will kind of have a set up where only one persona is active at a time and there paths never cross. Kind of like you have normal matter and dark matter. bad things happen if the parralell mes meet just like when dark matter reacts with matter you can explode a whole universe


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    Neriedar
    Junior

    Posts : 17
    Join date : 2013-04-14
    Age : 24

    Yogpet Statistics Card
    Yogpet Name: Helios
    Blood-line: HybridPanda
    Base Element type: Solar

    Re: Neriedars yog pet challenges

    Post by Neriedar on Mon Apr 29, 2013 1:40 am

    Helios stories
    Part one
    Spoiler:
    Today did not look like a good day. I still had not had the guts to try and talk to my roommate and try and apologize again for pouring out the milk; which I had honestly thought was past the date on the bottle in the dark!, and whatever other things me and my aspie obliviousness had done. That and the fact her home life was a soap opera did not help the situation. She didn’t need any extra baggage. Kelly had said she was done with me and she was the kind of girl that meant those things when she said them. I complied with her message and left her alone. I had started the day with the new routine of staying out of the main kitchen/ living area while Kelly moved around and rotating around the bathroom and vanity areas to stay out of her way. Brushing my unruly mop of brownhair and checking my short self over in the mirror I headed out.At least it was Friday and I would be on the road soon driving the hour and a half from college in Kansas back down to my hometown of Ponca Oklahoma. Math and chemistry passed with my usual forced interest …I hated it but I needed them for my zoo science degree so I sucked it up and learned about chi squared scores and polymers. As clash finished I hit a snag packing my books; darn zipper, leaving me the last to flee the scene of the statistics torture chamber. As I clattered down the stairs and into the morning chill I Noticed a rather peculiar sight. There was atable set up at the back entrance of the science building, normally I would immediately head to my car and hop onto the interstate but something in my gut seemed to be calling me over. Normally my gut is very vague about things but when it gives me strong signals I usually listen. I sauntered past the dreary flower beds to investigate. A shallow cardboard box with a single egg sat next to a piece of paper. I pulled the manuscript closer to read. “TO whomever chooses an experimental please take care of it. Take only one. Keep it secret. I will contact you further if you should choose to participate. Signed” The signature was poorly written but this being the time of year for senior projects I didn’t give it a second glance. The note indicated there had been multiple eggs but now only one sat in the carton. It was about the size of my head and painted like a panda; that or someone had painted white underwear on the black shell and turned it upside down. Something in me felt a connection to this egg clearly if the space in the box had been filled by other eggs, and the fact that they had been taken before 11:00, this egg clearly was unwanted. I made a decision. Shifting my purse I picked up the egg surprised to find it warm despite the early morning chill. I didn’t have anything else to do really and this would keep me occupied and help someone else graduate a win win. Hurrying across campus to my beetle I situated myself and my new copilot in the car being sure to buckle the egg in and started off down the interstate, surely it could only get better from here.
    Part the second
    Spoiler:
    The ride home was uneventful, what was eventful; however, was the unloading of the car. Normally I go backpack and purse on first then laptop bag then laundry bag then hold onto my lap desk with one hand free for keys all in one run. However my egg required one hand ….. And I will admit I am quite proud of my abilities as a pack mule and the thought of multiple trips rubbed me the wrong way somewhere deep inside the illogical portion of my brain. Well it took a while but I somehow managed to get into the garage then through the second door and into the house proper. Immediately the greeting committee is on me; One large Gordon setter German Shepard mix with a kinked tail : Cocoa, and one chubby jack Russell terrier: Peanuts. The jack Russell was on my legs leaning against them stretched to her full extent and Cocoa was snuffling my egg and wagging her tail. Disentangling myself from the canine duo I dump my laundry bag in the laundry room and head into the kitchen. Dad is home eating lunch and he of course hugs me. My dad works varied shifts, being an ER doctor, but he works as one of two that work nights and at his age it gets harder and harder. I see the bags under those bright eyes and a bit more grey has worked its way into his hair. For a man approaching his sixties he is still so full of life making his age even more of a shock. A dainty little mew interrupts our embrace. The small white cat stares up at my father with green eyes her faded calico splatted forehead in full view. “ Yes, I got up, you weren’t in my lap so what are you fussing about?” my father replied amusement hinting in his voice. Melody just stared up indignantly. “So what’s the egg for dear? Its huge!”…. Fear cut into me suddenly from the blue. This is my own father what did I have to fear? Shoving the fear aside I gathered myself. I spoke quickly. “ I’ m helping out with a graduation project for someone”. Satisfied with my answer my dad returned to the couch where Melody proceeded to reclaim her royal perch on my father’s lap. I left my father and his little cat to make up as I headed for my bedroom, heart racing. What was that all about? I never panic like that around my family, just strangers. I needed to sort things out. The stress of the week was getting to me. I needed to find my big black cat. I settled my things in my room, except for the egg which for some reason I didn’t want to let go of. Heading out of the room I headed for the glass doors. I heard him before I saw him.”Mrroooooooow!”…… Yep that was my baby my Pheonix. My heart lifted at the sight of him. He was outside on the patio waiting to be let in. I slid the door open and a black blur shot past me into the hallway followed by the sound of him skidding on the rugs. I return to my room finding his royal highness on my bed curled up on the fuzzy blankets. Deciding it was far to lovely a day to keep my room dark I open the blinds letting in the natural light .Settling in I put the egg down in the center of the bed the cat giving it a thorough sniffing before crawling over for his petting session. Normally that would have put me in a very happy mood but something felt wrong. Absentmindedly I grabbed the egg holding it to my right side close to the window. The unsettling sensation faded leaving me to doze off. When I woke it was 6:30 in the evening. Crap Dad had probably already left for work. Normally we would eat together with mom who also was absent. Clearing the sleep from my head I walked to the kitchen; leaving the egg behind in my warm indent. There was a note lying on the counter ‘Jennifer, the cats and dogs are fed. Figured I would let you sleep. Supper money is on the table. Moms out gambling tonight. Love you Dad’ . My mother was a physician at a local tribal medical clinic and would sometimes go to the casinos for a night of fun. Well that meant I could order me some pizza. Getting online I had just finished entering my order when I heard a crack and the sound of the cat fleeing my room. Immediately Pheonix leaps into my lap, an unusual thing, he is wide eyed and bush tailed. My mind flies back to the egg dumping the cat from my lap to go check on it. Surely he hadn’t knocked it off! It weighed about half of his own body weight and he was a dense cat! Flinging the door open I see the egg still in my bed rocking back and forth a small crack in the shell. The egg was alive!? What the hell kind of senior project was this! I could panic later right now I needed to help what was probably going to be a baby ostrich into the world. Snatching the egg I ran for my bathroom and flung open the shower grabbing a dog towel. Closing the door I settled the egg over the drain watching as fluid began to leak from the quickly growing gaps. I sat there waiting ready to catch and dry off whatever came tumbling out from the egg. I don’t know how long I sat there heart pounding in my chest; mind racing: What am I gonna do; what will mom and dad say ;where will the baby end up? What the hell did I get myself into!? A knock at the door immediately set the dogs off rousing me from my dread filled vigil. Crap! The pizza. Dashing to the kitchen I grabbed the money. Barreling past the dogs I shove the money out the door and take the pizza yelling” Keep the change!” before slamming the door shut in his face. Throwing the pizza on the counter I ran huffing into the shower to find the egg much farther along. Catching my breath I wait expecting some gangly legged big headed bird to pour out but when the shell splits the creature the tumbles free is no bird. Quickly snatching the yellow blob up I flop out of the shower and begin gently drying the tiny life. Suddenly Cocoa is in the bathroom snuffling up my back trying to get her nose into the towel. Shooing her out I shut the door panting . This baby whatever the hell it is was going to give me a heart attack. Something in the towel begins wriggling. Slowly unclasp my hands to reveal a yellow sun shaped creature. A warm affection seemed to emenate from my heart; all of my doubts and dread held at bay by the this new life. On closer inspection it had six ”rays” making up the sun shape and four limbs in the middle and the most soulful eyes. No animal I had ever heard of looked like this. It looked like something straight out of an anime. “Mama!” the little thing squeaked. It just called me mama! No way I was letting it? Him? Definitely a him with that voice; go without a fight. I grin back cooing holding it close and he snuggles closer wrapping his arms and rays around my hand. Definitely keeping him. Now that that was decided I had some plans to make. If I wanted to keep him He needed a name and I needed to dispose of the egg fragments. Gathering up the shells in the towel I tucked the little sun in my shirt sleeve, pocketing a manageable fragment as a memento. Making a fast dash outside I dumped the shell to the bottom of the bin and the towel in the laundry. Once that was done it was time to eat; I was starving this little one probably was to. I rummage around the fridge the little critter still clinging to my arm. Suddenly he latches onto the oranges pulling one in closer while I grab the Sunny D. “ So my little sun likes the oranges does he?’” the little cutie looks up”Ranges?....... Ranges, Ranges!” I smile “ I will take that as a yes”. I grab some pizza and peel the orange cutting it into manageable chunks for my baby. SO bright so happy. I get a name “How about I call you Helios? What do you think?” The little one looks up with chubby cheeks an makes a happy sound. Then Helios it is!”.

    Neriedar
    Junior

    Posts : 17
    Join date : 2013-04-14
    Age : 24

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    Re: Neriedars yog pet challenges

    Post by Neriedar on Mon Apr 29, 2013 1:43 am

    Krait stories
    part uno
    Spoiler:
    Squish squish…… The strange fish girl tromped through the mangroves, webbed toes leaving broad footprints on the muddy bottom of the bay. “Stupid dry dwellers, drawing buckets from the river! Can’t even swim through there anymore!” .Normally Neriedar would have refrained from calling her neighbors such rude names but today had just been terrible. By now she should be home warming her scales by the fire in her cabin but the local villagers had recently begun building a bridge and quite frankly they couldn’t manage the currents they generated moving the water around. Her black hair was riddled with twigs from the trees low hanging branches and her clothes were in an absolutely filthy state. Still the trip home would go far quicker through the dense maze of mangrove knees than the journey up and down the mountain pass carved along the river. She wondered if the testificates even knew how long it would take her to fix the mess they had just created; cursing their lack of planning and muttering insults that would put any sailor to shame. Soon a sharp curse rang out as Neriedar fell face first into the shallow muddy water. She hadn’t noticed the root until she had fallen face first into the briney water. Her face was absolutely covered in muck that stank of low tide and rotting fish and her bright cyan scales were now dyed brown with muck, surely today could not get any worse. Flicking her ear fins in annoyance she pulled herself out of the cloying mud with a disgusting sucking sound. Her right side was protesting the sudden pressure change, pain knifing inside her scarred, sealed gill openings. Slowly she made her way onto a large mat of roots and sat taking short sharp breathes desperately collecting herself. The light was beginning to fade the branches overhead casting serpentine shadows across the water below. Time was running short, she had to make it home or the creepers would have her before midnight. As Neriedar rose slowly from the tangle of roots she noticed a strange shape leaning in a cavity in the wood. It was an egg covered in a cross hatched pattern black lines overlying a dusky blue field. She looked over her shoulder wary of the eggs parents. Craning her neck and searching for any signs of a nest in the canopy above to no avail. Abandoned, the thought struck a deep resonant chord with her. She closed her eyes and focused on the pressure waves in the environment and soon she keyed into a small but steady rhythm coming from the eggs tiny occupant. It was lucky nothing had eaten it or that it hadn’t broken on its journey to its resting place. It was dry and clearly not built to survive underwater. The egg was lying just below the high tide line and if it styed in its hollow the tiny life inside would surely drown. She wouldn’t let that happen putting aside her trepidations Neriedar slowly lifted the egg from its hiding place with an almost maternal affection. Her day had been bad but whatever this poor lost child had suffered must have been far worse. “ Hello little one..” she crooned in a soft voice “ would you like to come home with me ? it is warm and far less smelly than these swamps.” She tucked the egg in her still miraculously dry pack cradled safely in a nest of sheep wool before resuming her journey through the knotted bay and up the estuary to her riverside cabin. The wooden walls were soon illuminated by a roaring flame safely contained in her fire pit the egg now nestled in a warm crate next to her bed as she drifted to sleep, bidding her new companion pleasant dreams.
    part two
    Spoiler:
    Neriedar awoke from her sleep immediately checking her new charge. The egg was sitting snugly in its nest of wool. Listening closely she could hear the heartbeat of the egg beating a steady rhythm, stronger than the day before. A smile crossed her lips; the young one was alive. Slowly sliding out of bed she made her way over to the make shift nest, gathering the egg into her arms. “Good morning my little minnow”, Neriedar cooed blearily. “Did you sleep well?” She paused knowing she would receive no response but she remembered what an elder had told her while she was still with her pod. A child may not be able to answer from the womb but they still hear you and feel the vibrations of your voice; words from happier times. Moving about her small fire pit cautiously stepping around the dying embers of last evening’s fire she shuffled over to her dining nook. Well she called it a nook, but really it was just a corner of her one room log and cobblestone cabin with her furnace and table crowded together. With a yawn that would make a whale shark proud she settled onto her log chair and laid her egg and her own weary head onto the wooden table. Such a riptide of day yesterday first nearly drowning in the river she thought, a frown crossing her face at the memory, and then finding this lostling. Looking down on the egg she began to run through all of the eggs she knew. Definitely not a chicken egg, nor was it spotted like the eggs of the monster that roamed the valley; it was also too hard to be any form of fish or turtle she knew. This youngling was an absolute mystery. A ripple of worry crossed young ladies mind, what if the hatchling was dangerous? what if the mother tracked her down?….. These thoughts of course came far too late the fish was in the boat already, hopefully she hadn’t reeled in a shark. Her silent musings were interrupted by her stomach voicing its hunger with a loud gurgle. Food, ugh…. Her food was in her pack probably at the bottom of a sea of objects. She had forgotten to sort her day’s collection in her rush to clean her filthy body and clothes before night fell and a creeper decided to join her in the bathing pool. Neriedar snorted with amusement, wondering who would be more shocked; her catching a voyeuristic mob peeping in on her or the creature getting its throat slit by her spare iron sword. With a sigh she reached over and pulled her pack to the table and dumped its contents out, the egg soon an island in a sea of stone and miscellaneous objects deemed worth keeping. Dear notch above where was that fish she had cooked? “Could’ve sworn I put them in the….aha!” Her eyes lit up at the sight of a small cloth pouch. Lifting it up and tilting the pouch hoping for delicious fish she opened her mouth; only to taste the thick grainy texture of NOT FOOD! Neriedar sprayed gunpowder everywhere including onto the egg cursing her early morning fog. How many times did she tell herself food in the wool bag GUNPOWDER in the LINEN one. Rushing to her cauldron to rinse her mouth of the noxious creeper dust…. Swearing she could almost feel the rhythm of the eggs occupant change, almost like it was laughing. The little. .Sighing Neriedar sorted her things into the appropriate chests finding her food bag this time. Taking a bite of her fish she realized, the eggs rhythm had changed; it now had staccato tapping alongside the steady beat of its heart. Panic set, what did she need!?Would the baby need help? Should she boil some water? Before she could even stumble out of her chair a wet cracking sound filled the air a small trickle of fluid leaked from the egg, small sections rising and falling with the hatchlings struggle for freedom. Awe struck she watched until the egg began to roll toward the table edge. Reacting quickly she steadied the egg. “Careful youngling!” she cried. This little minnow was trouble already how bad was it going to get when it was actually out of the egg? As if to answer that question the egg gave one last heave as the shell broke and a small green shape poured out in a waved of fluid. Her heart suddenly skipped a beat the baby was here! Softly she gathered her child into her arms and began wiping the egg fluid from its body with her nightgown A pair of shining amber orbs soon met the depths of her own eyes as the hatchling began stirring. Her eyes roamed over this new being, cactus green scales covering a hood reminiscent of a cobra met the lime scales of its underbelly.” Welcome to the world young one” she whispered, the warm glow of maternal love filling her chest. The young creature chirped nuzzling in closer. “What are you my little Minnow?’ she asked, setting her serpent child onto the table. Receiving no answer but a quizzical murr Neriedar did something she had not done in ages. Inhaling deeply she began to emit a sound kin to a whales call, far quieter and less abrupt letting the sound carry through her body and into the hatchling ,allowing the echoes to paint a picture. Settling back she smiled. The hatchling was a girl and seemed healthy. A name was required. At that moment the baby opened its mouth yawning, revealing the recurve fangs of a venomous snake. An idea struck. Krait, a name given to the snakes of her watery home. Krait began to wriggle towards her open food sack; claiming a small fish as her prize and proceeding to eat it. “Well little Krait it seems you have arrived just in time for breakfast, so eat your fill.” Picking up her own abandoned meal she smiled. Food was so much better when shared with new friends; even if you were a sticky mess.

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