Do you ever think that maybe as the UU quartet play more and more on the server, as they continue to exist in Unstable, that they become less and less normal? Like something about them screams "different" or "ancient". They belong but not in the same ways other do, they are written into the world, becoming part of the server itself.
Parrot's fingers almost seem dusted in gold, glittering in the sunlight with an unnatural shine. His feathers are more vibrant, shades of colors that eyes just almost can't comprehend, staring at them feels almost surreal.
The sight of Wemmbu's classic purple screams danger as naturally as a poisonous animal does. The instinct to flee is bone deep, the mind subconsciously whispering, 'don't touch that, it's dangerous'. The way he moves in the air looks as though he bends with the winds in ways player shouldn't be able to.
Flame isn't just the "Immortal Demon", the idea of facing against him feels like trying to move mountains. He doesn't need to truly see in order to fight, his sword will land no matter what. Fighting him is feels like fighting fire, every attack seems to be danced around.
Spoke's scream with knowledge that no player should know, things that have been buried for a long time. He moves without a sound sometimes, almost like reality bended itself for him to be there without you noticing. When he talks, his voice carries more than anyone can understand or grasp, like being bestowed the secrets of the universe that you simply can't comprehend.
Something about being stuck in a place so long that you become more.
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