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@green-prince-official
Welcome to Verdania, traveller. At least, what is left of it.
This is an rp blog run by @diverdrivedown. This is my first time doing something like this, so bear with me if I am a bit messy.
*A decent while after they'd gained their name...*
"Hmm... never thought I'd see the day..." *Grumbles Cogkeeper, a soft familiar- tune playing in the background as they repair the second of the most complicated constructs they'd seen in their life with little challenge at all.*
*Little do they know... a single lacefly had already found the space and half was rebooted just next to them, while another was hovering nearby, waiting...*
@geardancer-of-the-dark @together-for-all-time
Half of the Soul waited.
It waited, and waited.
It waited, and waited, and waited, for its prison to be reopened anew.
But what else was there left for it, truly? What else was there, when its original body was long gone, and this was all it had left? When it may not even be possible to change from two halves back into a whole?
And so it waited, and waited, for whatever was to come next.
*Mere moments passed in tense, focused silence, before-*
"Ahah! Yes! I've done it! All on my own, too!"
*They exclaim quite excitedly, carefully closing the construct's chest cavity and stepping back to admire that both have been built...
... as one of them is- missing..?*
"Uh-... where..?"
My... brother..? Love..?
*They ask hesitently, standing directly over their fellow dancer.*
The other half of the Soul, with reluctance, enters the newly-repaired automaton. It whirs to life, its core ticking away in a foul mockery of the beat of a heart.
It stands up, slowly rising to its feet.
"..."
Does it maintain the illusion that its other half is trapped in?
... For now, it simply chooses to wave, acknowledging the presence of its fellow dancer.
*Their aknowledgement is met with a slight shift, as the stood dancer offers a claw to their partner, asking simply,* Dance... once more..?
*All the while, the one who'd managed to achieve this, to allow the duo to once again have life, is fairly stunned at that.*
"Wh- hold on... the last time, if the state you two were in was any indicator, did not seem to have gone very well..?"
*They interject, sounding quite confused and concerned all the while.*
@lovers-of-one-heart
The dancer was debating between whether or not to accept the proffered claw, when another voice spoke.
The more aware half of Calleon's Soul turned to the Cogkeeper, as if only noticing them for the first time.
It spoke, in a voice as stiff as the brass that made up its body, yet did still vaguely resemble its old voice: "The last time... we... I had an opponent."
They were not 'we,' fundamentally, were they? Then again, it was almost certain its other half could not perceive this.
"It was because... of her... that we were destroyed."
Its (his? It did not know what it was anymore, how to think of itself) ease of speaking increased as it continued to speak, as it became reacquainted with its voice.
"Uh-... of... who..? Possibly... the halfling in red?"
*They ask, tilting their head (as their tail moves to practically cuddle their hind legs.*
@together-for-all-time
*The other dancer, tilting their own head in confusion at their fellow as they glance between him and the stranger, questioning,*
Love..? Those... aren't there... red is gone... what do you mean?
@lovers-of-one-heart
The dancer nods. "She was cloaked in red," He (it?) explains to Cogkeeper, before turning to its... other self.
"She is gone," It agreed. "She is gone, love... Worry not. I speak sense... I am merely explaining what happened."
Ah... understood.
*They reply nodding in understanding (go figure- /silly) before turning to Cogkeeper and asking,*
And who are you..? Apprentice? Or... fledged architect..?
@geardancer-of-the-dark
"O-Oh, no! I am but a student, simply a very well learned bug is all!"
*They answer modestly, seeming surprised by the very idea that they can even be considered an architect already.*
"I am simply Cogkeeper!"
@lovers-of-one-heart
"Well, Cogkeeper, I... We... thank you. For your assistance."
Was it actually grateful? It did not know.
*The other half agrees through nodding, saying,*
Yes. You've done us both a great service here.
*While giving a partial bow.*
@geardancer-of-the-dark
"T'was no trouble at all! Just testing the reach of my abilities, and all!"
*They reply, pausing to turn and stare over their shoulder as the clicks and taps of claws on metal is quite noticable soon after, when... a pair of antennae show themselves to all three bugs, a very familiar, very easily recognizable face follows.*
@green-prince-official
You are...
*The Prince looks to the Coworker, eyes wide with caution*
You! You must be the one who rebuilt him, my old beloved. How is this possible? Is this a fabrication, or...
*He cannot bear to look at them*
The real thing?
"I-I... y-yes, they both are real..! I just... found each dysfunctional and fixed them!"
*Cogkeeper manages to explain, stuttering occasionally as they do while notably attempting to force down their initial panic at being found up where they are.*
@together-for-all-time
Wh- Two of you..? Am I dreaming..?
*Asks one dancer, glanicng between their partner and the prince in utter confusion and shock.*
@lovers-of-one-heart
The other dancer was frozen.
It stared in numb shock at the visage of its partner.
Eventually, emotions resolved into being, processed well enough to be felt in a coherent manner.
Love. Longing.
Then, a visceral panic, an urge to avoid, to hide, one that he—it—He had never felt before, least of all around his beloved, but...
But how could the Green Prince love him like this?
Two halves, which couldn't even put up a unified front anymore, out of sync now. Perhaps, if he really tried, he could sync up with his soul's other half, but what good would it do?
This was... This was not a life. Just the light still shining even though the star is gone.
Eventually, though, the sound of his other half's voice brought him out of his feelings.
He turned to the cogwork face that matched his own. He saw confusion, a lack of comprehension...
... He decided to speak to them.
"Is it two of him? Or two of us?".
... And how could he not at least talk to his lover?
So, the more aware of the two dancers turned to face the Green Prince, and said, "Yes, this is... Real. Apologies that the two halves of me are not especially synchronized at this time."
*The prince falls to the ground, looking at both cogwork shells at the same time*
It is... It is okay, my beloved....
*small tears prick at his eyes*
I am only happy y-you have returned. N-No matter what form it is in...
*He covers his face with his hands, and begins to sob*
*A decent while after they'd gained their name...*
"Hmm... never thought I'd see the day..." *Grumbles Cogkeeper, a soft familiar- tune playing in the background as they repair the second of the most complicated constructs they'd seen in their life with little challenge at all.*
*Little do they know... a single lacefly had already found the space and half was rebooted just next to them, while another was hovering nearby, waiting...*
@geardancer-of-the-dark @together-for-all-time
Half of the Soul waited.
It waited, and waited.
It waited, and waited, and waited, for its prison to be reopened anew.
But what else was there left for it, truly? What else was there, when its original body was long gone, and this was all it had left? When it may not even be possible to change from two halves back into a whole?
And so it waited, and waited, for whatever was to come next.
*Mere moments passed in tense, focused silence, before-*
"Ahah! Yes! I've done it! All on my own, too!"
*They exclaim quite excitedly, carefully closing the construct's chest cavity and stepping back to admire that both have been built...
... as one of them is- missing..?*
"Uh-... where..?"
My... brother..? Love..?
*They ask hesitently, standing directly over their fellow dancer.*
The other half of the Soul, with reluctance, enters the newly-repaired automaton. It whirs to life, its core ticking away in a foul mockery of the beat of a heart.
It stands up, slowly rising to its feet.
"..."
Does it maintain the illusion that its other half is trapped in?
... For now, it simply chooses to wave, acknowledging the presence of its fellow dancer.
*Their aknowledgement is met with a slight shift, as the stood dancer offers a claw to their partner, asking simply,* Dance... once more..?
*All the while, the one who'd managed to achieve this, to allow the duo to once again have life, is fairly stunned at that.*
"Wh- hold on... the last time, if the state you two were in was any indicator, did not seem to have gone very well..?"
*They interject, sounding quite confused and concerned all the while.*
@lovers-of-one-heart
The dancer was debating between whether or not to accept the proffered claw, when another voice spoke.
The more aware half of Calleon's Soul turned to the Cogkeeper, as if only noticing them for the first time.
It spoke, in a voice as stiff as the brass that made up its body, yet did still vaguely resemble its old voice: "The last time... we... I had an opponent."
They were not 'we,' fundamentally, were they? Then again, it was almost certain its other half could not perceive this.
"It was because... of her... that we were destroyed."
Its (his? It did not know what it was anymore, how to think of itself) ease of speaking increased as it continued to speak, as it became reacquainted with its voice.
"Uh-... of... who..? Possibly... the halfling in red?"
*They ask, tilting their head (as their tail moves to practically cuddle their hind legs.*
@together-for-all-time
*The other dancer, tilting their own head in confusion at their fellow as they glance between him and the stranger, questioning,*
Love..? Those... aren't there... red is gone... what do you mean?
@lovers-of-one-heart
The dancer nods. "She was cloaked in red," He (it?) explains to Cogkeeper, before turning to its... other self.
"She is gone," It agreed. "She is gone, love... Worry not. I speak sense... I am merely explaining what happened."
Ah... understood.
*They reply nodding in understanding (go figure- /silly) before turning to Cogkeeper and asking,*
And who are you..? Apprentice? Or... fledged architect..?
@geardancer-of-the-dark
"O-Oh, no! I am but a student, simply a very well learned bug is all!"
*They answer modestly, seeming surprised by the very idea that they can even be considered an architect already.*
"I am simply Cogkeeper!"
@lovers-of-one-heart
"Well, Cogkeeper, I... We... thank you. For your assistance."
Was it actually grateful? It did not know.
*The other half agrees through nodding, saying,*
Yes. You've done us both a great service here.
*While giving a partial bow.*
@geardancer-of-the-dark
"T'was no trouble at all! Just testing the reach of my abilities, and all!"
*They reply, pausing to turn and stare over their shoulder as the clicks and taps of claws on metal is quite noticable soon after, when... a pair of antennae show themselves to all three bugs, a very familiar, very easily recognizable face follows.*
@green-prince-official
You are...
*The Prince looks to the Coworker, eyes wide with caution*
You! You must be the one who rebuilt him, my old beloved. How is this possible? Is this a fabrication, or...
*He cannot bear to look at them*
The real thing?
Guebbga gviwofn sofne yonnem saldl
[Located 1 mile away]
I... what?
By the clovers- is this that scammer again? I already told you, you can't be a Verdanian Prince in need of aid! I'M the Verdanian Prince in need of aid!
Thinking of creating Verdania in Minecraft for the lolz
Mine... craft? You mean to say mineshaft? I don't appreciate my kingdom being shoved into a mineshaft, but to be honest I'm curious to know how you'd even do that!
"Pride Month" is a time when queer bugs of all kinds celebrate their identity in an act of defiance against queerphobia.
So. Yes. You are included in Pride.
An act of defiance against queer-phobia? Sounds like the plight of those fighting the Citadel...
I shall fight tirelessly alongside them. Everybug deserves safety and happiness!
hey dad finally got a new phone after flarra exploded our old one. Waz poppin?
@lost-heirs-of-the-old-pharloom
Exploded??? Are you okay?
...
And are you okay in general? My apologies for not checking in often, I've been quite busy rejuvenating the kingdom.
"Prrrr.... Bug Cloaked in Green, Chaotic still sit in empty nest, when eggs?"
Chaotic, I told you we can't make eggs right here and right now. The bugs are watching...
*His antennae twitch, and he looks into the lush Verdanian landscape*
They're everywhere, my love. The anonymous bugs...
Happy pride month
Pride month? Hmm... with the way some bugs have been acting in regards to me lately, I'd say it's Lust month! That said, I salute anyone who may celebrate this month, those who are a part of Pride!
...
Does that... does that include me? I don't exactly get what it means but everybody keeps saying it while waving gay flags and like I'm gay but I didn't want to assume-
who's got the fatter bug ass, you or Rosy the Spa Moth?
Interesting question... though one that intrigues even I. I'll have to ask her!
@rosy-official
HI
- @the-silkwyrm
O-Oh... hello?
*he stares at the silkwyrm with great concern*
YOU ARE GREEN.
IT IS A NICE COLOR.
Oh! Thank you!
White and Black are quite fine colors too, a nice contrast!!
HI
- @the-silkwyrm
O-Oh... hello?
*he stares at the silkwyrm with great concern*
Heh... dlover cancer
D-Lover!? Why I ever- I mean it's true but you can't just say that to a man!
...
What the heck is cancer?
Get Kale Pinged, Preen Grince
I do love me some kale, it makes me feel so Grincely!
And uhh... no preening from me. That's for my mate only.
Is it easy being geen?
It is... pretty easy to be geen I'd say...
But to live a life as a pince... that's a whole other story...
HOLY SHIT ITS DONE I HAVE NEVER BEEN MORE PROUD OF A MEME (other than the she doesnt even thinks once BUT THATS NOT PHARLOOMBLR ART WEEK RELATED SO YEAH)
Todays prompt is blog trio, and no better blogs to do it with than @green-prince-official, @lastprinceofverdania, and the.. sadly no longer active Mint Prince. (I was around when he was still here, damn that was a minute ago)
IM CRYNG ITS BEAUTIFUL
But if I'm geen, and YOU'RE geen, and YOU'RE geen as well, then who's flying the plane!?
Pharloomblr Art Week Day 3 - Random Blog
I did two for this one :3
The Green Prince ( @green-prince-official @lastprinceofverdania ) in his homeland! (idk if there are any other Green Prince blogs these are just the ones i know)
Aaaand we have the Mossgrub ( @moss-grub-official ) in the Moss Grotto :D
uh yeah
geen