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@strongest-fluffiest-boy
How did I Get Here.
Tristam? Beloved?
Assistance-needed...
Trinn's voice was weak, but clearly heard from where you are.
...cannot move.
@third-sentinel
*Tristam immediately stopped working on the comb he was currently attending to, and dashed over to Trinity, not wasting any time with the second it took to take lift.
TRINITY! Whats wrong? Whats going on? What happened?
Trinn lays exhausted in its bed, sprawled out on its back as if it collapsed from a sitting position. The bedsheets and pillows and stuffed animals are fussed with, molded into a now-messy nest. In the divot in the middle lays three large, gold-speckled eggs
Put the eggs in the comb, please. Cannot do so alone-itself.
*Tristam nods, and, before anything, does exactly that. Picking up all three of the eggs and rushing out, quickly sealing them up individually within respective cells. He made sure to put them in the comb nearest to Trinity, like normal. He looked at the rest of the comb, and then rushed back over to Trinity.
Back, okay, first things first, are you okay? Do you need anything? I can get you honey or water or live food, anything you need.
Any food, please. Low-fuel. Can't move a lot, or it will shut off.
Love youuu
Got it. And I love you too, Trinity.
*Tristam planted a kiss on Trinity's forehead before grabbing one of the large jars of honey in the corner of the room he had stored just for this occasion. It was very heavy, being completely full, and was about 2/3s the height of Trinity itself. Tristam opened it and placed it beside Trinity.
Trinn drags itself up and over to the edge of the bed. It licks the honey up lazily.
When it finishes, it gives him a triumphant grin that melts into something tender.
Thank you, beloved-Tristam. Thank you.
No problem, you gotta be in tip top shape in order to lay more larvae, and I wasn't about to let you die on your first three eggs.
*Tristam goes over to Trinity, and plants kiss after kiss on its face, buzzing quietly but happily.
More? That was the only three, for this clutch-batch.
It very cautiously returns the affection, quietly purring-buzzing.
Aren't you going to be laying for, you know, the rest of your life? As usual? Whats what all the comb is for, to hold the future larvae
Tristam? Beloved?
Assistance-needed...
Trinn's voice was weak, but clearly heard from where you are.
...cannot move.
@third-sentinel
*Tristam immediately stopped working on the comb he was currently attending to, and dashed over to Trinity, not wasting any time with the second it took to take lift.
TRINITY! Whats wrong? Whats going on? What happened?
Trinn lays exhausted in its bed, sprawled out on its back as if it collapsed from a sitting position. The bedsheets and pillows and stuffed animals are fussed with, molded into a now-messy nest. In the divot in the middle lays three large, gold-speckled eggs
Put the eggs in the comb, please. Cannot do so alone-itself.
*Tristam nods, and, before anything, does exactly that. Picking up all three of the eggs and rushing out, quickly sealing them up individually within respective cells. He made sure to put them in the comb nearest to Trinity, like normal. He looked at the rest of the comb, and then rushed back over to Trinity.
Back, okay, first things first, are you okay? Do you need anything? I can get you honey or water or live food, anything you need.
Any food, please. Low-fuel. Can't move a lot, or it will shut off.
Love youuu
Got it. And I love you too, Trinity.
*Tristam planted a kiss on Trinity's forehead before grabbing one of the large jars of honey in the corner of the room he had stored just for this occasion. It was very heavy, being completely full, and was about 2/3s the height of Trinity itself. Tristam opened it and placed it beside Trinity.
Trinn drags itself up and over to the edge of the bed. It licks the honey up lazily.
When it finishes, it gives him a triumphant grin that melts into something tender.
Thank you, beloved-Tristam. Thank you.
No problem, you gotta be in tip top shape in order to lay more larvae, and I wasn't about to let you die on your first three eggs.
*Tristam goes over to Trinity, and plants kiss after kiss on its face, buzzing quietly but happily.
Tristam? Beloved?
Assistance-needed...
Trinn's voice was weak, but clearly heard from where you are.
...cannot move.
@third-sentinel
*Tristam immediately stopped working on the comb he was currently attending to, and dashed over to Trinity, not wasting any time with the second it took to take lift.
TRINITY! Whats wrong? Whats going on? What happened?
Trinn lays exhausted in its bed, sprawled out on its back as if it collapsed from a sitting position. The bedsheets and pillows and stuffed animals are fussed with, molded into a now-messy nest. In the divot in the middle lays three large, gold-speckled eggs
Put the eggs in the comb, please. Cannot do so alone-itself.
*Tristam nods, and, before anything, does exactly that. Picking up all three of the eggs and rushing out, quickly sealing them up individually within respective cells. He made sure to put them in the comb nearest to Trinity, like normal. He looked at the rest of the comb, and then rushed back over to Trinity.
Back, okay, first things first, are you okay? Do you need anything? I can get you honey or water or live food, anything you need.
Any food, please. Low-fuel. Can't move a lot, or it will shut off.
Love youuu
Got it. And I love you too, Trinity.
*Tristam planted a kiss on Trinity's forehead before grabbing one of the large jars of honey in the corner of the room he had stored just for this occasion. It was very heavy, being completely full, and was about 2/3s the height of Trinity itself. Tristam opened it and placed it beside Trinity.
Tristam? Beloved?
Assistance-needed...
Trinn's voice was weak, but clearly heard from where you are.
...cannot move.
@third-sentinel
*Tristam immediately stopped working on the comb he was currently attending to, and dashed over to Trinity, not wasting any time with the second it took to take lift.
TRINITY! Whats wrong? Whats going on? What happened?
Trinn lays exhausted in its bed, sprawled out on its back as if it collapsed from a sitting position. The bedsheets and pillows and stuffed animals are fussed with, molded into a now-messy nest. In the divot in the middle lays three large, gold-speckled eggs
Put the eggs in the comb, please. Cannot do so alone-itself.
*Tristam nods, and, before anything, does exactly that. Picking up all three of the eggs and rushing out, quickly sealing them up individually within respective cells. He made sure to put them in the comb nearest to Trinity, like normal. He looked at the rest of the comb, and then rushed back over to Trinity.
Back, okay, first things first, are you okay? Do you need anything? I can get you honey or water or live food, anything you need.
Tristam? Beloved?
Assistance-needed...
Trinn's voice was weak, but clearly heard from where you are.
...cannot move.
@third-sentinel
*Tristam immediately stopped working on the comb he was currently attending to, and dashed over to Trinity, not wasting any time with the second it took to take lift.
TRINITY! Whats wrong? Whats going on? What happened?
Beloved...Did you sleep-rest with it last night?
@third-sentinel
Hm?
*Fuck
Yeah, I did, what makes you think otherwise?
The whole-entire night?
...
No. Why?
...Did it make too much noise-movement?
No no, not at all! You're fine. I chose myself to get up, the comb needed to be built.
*And you didn't want Trinity to escape again, and leave you in the middle of the night. You wanted it to be safe.
...If you are building-making comb, please wake it up. So it knows, and can observe.
You need all the rest you can get, Trinity. Plus, you know how to make comb, so you don't need to observe me do it. I'll be alright, and if I get into trouble, Ill wake you up, okay? Ill be fine.
That is not the issues-worry, although it hears and understands.
One is...one cannot let you just...add-remove things willy nilly. You make changes, it must know about them, otherwise the den is not secure-safe.
Furthermore, sleep is important for regulation-function. You should get more, to make the hours-time awake more efficient with clarity and energy.
I guess. I can tell you about the plans I have when you wake up, and before I do anything new to the house, so you can know what I'm doing. Is that good with you? I can also write notes if you want.
*Sleep was....
I sleep enough, Trinity, I'm okay. Whats making you worry anyways? Do I look bad?
*Tristam hadn't had more than 5 hours of consecutive sleep ever since Trinity left in the morning that once day. He usually slept about 2 hours in the night and would leave it at that. Though sometimes he'd pass out for a few minutes at a time while working, but he'd wake up fast.
That is acceptable-wanted. Thank you.
And this one sees-observes your decline. You are not cleaning yourself, and you look-appear exhausted. Are you ... Depressed?
*Tristam was very surprised by the assumption.
Depressed? No, no, not at all. I didn't know I looked that bad, and I usually I wasn't the one cleaning myself, it was other members of the hive. I did groom myself in Pharloom, but that was mostly because I had nothing else to do and was stressed.
And how do I look exhausted?
Beloved...Did you sleep-rest with it last night?
@third-sentinel
Hm?
*Fuck
Yeah, I did, what makes you think otherwise?
The whole-entire night?
...
No. Why?
...Did it make too much noise-movement?
No no, not at all! You're fine. I chose myself to get up, the comb needed to be built.
*And you didn't want Trinity to escape again, and leave you in the middle of the night. You wanted it to be safe.
...If you are building-making comb, please wake it up. So it knows, and can observe.
You need all the rest you can get, Trinity. Plus, you know how to make comb, so you don't need to observe me do it. I'll be alright, and if I get into trouble, Ill wake you up, okay? Ill be fine.
That is not the issues-worry, although it hears and understands.
One is...one cannot let you just...add-remove things willy nilly. You make changes, it must know about them, otherwise the den is not secure-safe.
Furthermore, sleep is important for regulation-function. You should get more, to make the hours-time awake more efficient with clarity and energy.
I guess. I can tell you about the plans I have when you wake up, and before I do anything new to the house, so you can know what I'm doing. Is that good with you? I can also write notes if you want.
*Sleep was....
I sleep enough, Trinity, I'm okay. Whats making you worry anyways? Do I look bad?
*Tristam hadn't had more than 5 hours of consecutive sleep ever since Trinity left in the morning that once day. He usually slept about 2 hours in the night and would leave it at that. Though sometimes he'd pass out for a few minutes at a time while working, but he'd wake up fast.
Beloved...Did you sleep-rest with it last night?
@third-sentinel
Hm?
*Fuck
Yeah, I did, what makes you think otherwise?
The whole-entire night?
...
No. Why?
...Did it make too much noise-movement?
No no, not at all! You're fine. I chose myself to get up, the comb needed to be built.
*And you didn't want Trinity to escape again, and leave you in the middle of the night. You wanted it to be safe.
...If you are building-making comb, please wake it up. So it knows, and can observe.
You need all the rest you can get, Trinity. Plus, you know how to make comb, so you don't need to observe me do it. I'll be alright, and if I get into trouble, Ill wake you up, okay? Ill be fine.
Beloved...Did you sleep-rest with it last night?
@third-sentinel
Hm?
*Fuck
Yeah, I did, what makes you think otherwise?
The whole-entire night?
...
No. Why?
...Did it make too much noise-movement?
No no, not at all! You're fine. I chose myself to get up, the comb needed to be built.
*And you didn't want Trinity to escape again, and leave you in the middle of the night. You wanted it to be safe.
Beloved...Did you sleep-rest with it last night?
@third-sentinel
Hm?
*Fuck
Yeah, I did, what makes you think otherwise?
The whole-entire night?
...
No. Why?
Beloved...Did you sleep-rest with it last night?
@third-sentinel
Hm?
*Fuck
Yeah, I did, what makes you think otherwise?
Tristam comes back to a full comb, and a full bath, new and clean blankets, but a...strange sight.
Trinn is covered in blood, several sapient's by the smell of it. It is fluffier. Winged almost like a wasp, but something is off.
It is nearly drowning the Radiance in the bathtub trying to wash some viscera smeared on her.
@strongest-fluffiest-boy
....
*Your monkies, your circus.
*This time, Tristam cannot ignore the weird shit going on.
....
Can I get an explanation of whats going on here, at least? And did you kill a flea and start wearing it's skin? Whats with the wings and the fur?
1) Got hungry. Lured-sang prey. Feasted. Took a nap to digest-process. Ended up acquiring supplies for nesting in the Dream Realms.
It shook the Radiance as if to say, "See? Right here."
2) Veiled Bug. One has no idea.
Hopefully you remove it soon, I liked seeing your exoskeleton
Also, hold up, IS THAT THE FUCKING RADIANCE? Oh my queen. At least you're killing her I guess?
Though, nice skins you got. Their essence could probably be useful to make comb
*Tristam looked around, making note of how shit was everywhere and needed to be organized.
Oh. One is not allowed-permitted to kill her. Apologies.
And do not the blankets. That is for the brood-clutch >:(
They must stay warm-comfortable-hidden when they leave the comb >:(
@illuminating-dawn
Once they leave, they'll be building comb, what do you mean? And be taking care of you, of course.
Also, why not? She killed my entire kingdom, just keep her submerged under water, it's that easy!
Why would they take care of this Sentinel?? Would it not be the other way around, as the birth-giver?
And it is unwise-foolish to do so, considering her intimate relationship with its Mother-Sentinel. We are equipped to incur Yivel's wrath, even without the children to think-account for.
She killed my entire kingdom, we can just pull a weekend at Beernie's if we need to!
Also, why wouldn't they? All bugs do that, once out of the comb and no longer helpless larvae, they should take care of you until you die, or they do
Clearly you do not know its mother that well if you think she will not find and kill-scrap us for killing her...lover? Yivel will go nuclear.
One would do-act the same for you, in all honesty, so it will not harm the Radiance. Besides, attempting to skin-harvest her was unsuccessful and counterproductive.
Also what the fuck do you mean. Once they are out of the comb is not necessarily synonymous-same with being grown. And once they are adults-independent, one would wish for them to pursue their own lives and not live centered on its needs-wants 24/7.
Fine, whatever, we can discuss the Radiance matter later.
*Tristam just got home and was now seething. This meant only good things, he's sure.
Also, thats how bugs work? Once out of the comb they build more comb and feed you, thats just how it works. Once they're adults, they still won't leave you because you're they're queen, why would they just up and abandon you like that?
Not every person-bug works such.
Besides that, one cannot remain stationary-trapped within these walls. To have a brood-clutch is not in the interest of making people who are meant to serve-care for it.
If that is their nature, it will not begrudge them, but that is not the type of matriarch that it wishes-desires to be.
One must provide-give, to protect. To hunt for. Teach them, and when they are older, they may be ready-prepared to do so for themselves. It would give them choices-options it never had. It would see them happy-free.
*Tristam once again remembered that not all bugs were hive bugs like himself.
*Unfortunately, he also couldn't wrap his head around not staying in one spot while having children
Wait, then, what kind of matriarch would you want to be? There are other kinds of matriarchs?? Whats is a brood for other than to serve you, why would you not want to be waited on by them?
Though, teaching them how to hunt does sound smart, if they don't have the instinct on how to do that stuff themselves, and to help hone their skills.
One wishes to have people to love-grow, like flowers in its garden. That has always been its approach to parenting: to nurture-protect-encourage. It does not need, nor want, people to do things for it out of obligation-nature. One relishes in its independence-freedom, that is why this situation is hard to adjust to. It is not physically built for this, nor mentally-emotionally inclined to let others take the wheel for tasks it can do itself.
A similar relationship it would foster with them, as it has with its own Matriarchs. Weaver Yivel allows it to wander-travel, to make its own decisions. But when it needs her, she is there. Help-assistance, protection, advice-nurture. It is not alone even if we are apart for long periods of time. Anything it does for her is something it wishes-desires to do, out of love alone.
The Architects repair it, and hear-listen to what suggestions it has, albeit they make many final decisions.
That is the kind of Matriarch it wishes to be.
*Tristam listens, nodding intently.
Sounds more like a mentor than a matriarch in my eyes.
And I guess that makes sense, you'd want to be protective over them rather than them being protective over you. Though, I don't exactly understand how you'd manage to protect a never ending supply of bugs, since you're only one bug yourself, you need protection too.
Trinn thinks for a moment. He brings up a good point - it does not know if this will be the last time it will have to go through this, or how often. It runs a claw over the bump, considering.
If it needs-requires help, it shall seek it. But if it has the choice-decision, one would delay more clutches until the last ones have grown sufficiently to be nearly-independent.
You bring up a good point. With how quickly this den has filled up with children-grubs, one cannot do so alone anymore, if we continue to grow-expand.
Told you.
Also, delaying the clutch doesn't sound like a good idea, it could lead to complications and end up with you or the brood hurt, I don't want either to happen.
And, even if you don't think the young should be taking care of you, I want to, and you won't be alone if you want to dote on them until they're full grown adults -- despite how bad of an idea that is.
That is. That is meaningful-appreciated, Beloved. You are - you will be such a good father.
Query: Are you under the impression-assumption that this Sentinel can physically hold back the laying process?
Yeah? Why couldn't you?
Wait, is this another bee specific thing? Again? Or, I guess, true bug specific thing?
*Tristam felt very embarrassed. He really needs to stop making assumptions.
One does not know. It is unsure how this will work-function at all...
...It is just as possible that it could work as you assume-understand, or it could be something completely new and unheard of.
Its previous answer, about waiting-delaying to lay more eggs, is working off of the assumption that it can choose to become gravid with individual clutches. If that brings clarity-truth.
...This uncertainty-unknowing is terrifying.
Alright, that makes sense.
Okay, now that we've got that cleared up, I have another question.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOUR MOTHER IS DATING THE FUCKING RADIANCE? AND WHY IS SHE IN YOUR HOUSE??
Trinn holds up the Radiance out of the water where it was absent mindedly dunking her.
Hey why are you dating-kissing one's Mother-Sentinel? Does she not dislike higher beings?
@illuminating-dawn
*Coughing up water before talking, her clearly grumpy voice is a bit distorted, interspersed with squeaks.*
Why must you know?
@third-sentinel
Why should it not? Is there a reason-logic to not be curious? You are an unlikely pair - it has been curious for awhile.
And you were waterboarding me.
I do not feel particularly inclined to tell you anything.
Oh. Apologies. It got distracted-sidetracked. It was cleaning you.
It dunks her again, but this time careful not to submerge her face. It lifts her up again and reaches for some shampoo.
It begins to work the suds into her fluff.
You are not suitable for cuddles-comfort covered in blood like this. How did you get so dirty?
You were holding me when we came to the waking world, I can only assume it was from you.
Oh. That was lunch. Apologies.
...wow it is. Very distracted-unbalanced. That is. Not good.
It rinses off the suds. Lifting her from the water, and to its feet, it takes out a towel to dry her with. After that is done it gently wraps her up into a burrito for security.
It sets her down on the counter before quickly rinsing itself of blood.
To answer your question-inquiry, it is securing comfortable snuggles-sleeping for the brood.
@strongest-fluffiest-boy
...
Can we get back to the main question at hand?
WHY IZZ THE FUCKING RADIANCE DATING YOUR MOTHER AND WHY IN THE QUEENS NAME IS ZHE INZIDE YOUR FUCKING HOUSE FOR MONARCH'ZZZAKE???
*Tristam was so angry his bee-speech impediment came out. Wow.
It does not know, and she did not answer-inform it when asked.
As for your second question, it already answered that? She is soft-warm, perfect for the brood to hold.
You can HOLD OTHER THINGS. SHE KILLED MY ENTIRE HOME KINGDOM, I DON'T WANT TO SEE HER EVER AGAIN!
*Tristam was very close to storming out, but would at least try to resolve things with words before he up and left.
Trinn tilts its head.
That is acceptable-understood. That would not be acceptable to make you uncomfortable-hurt. This Sentinel apologizes for its oversight.
It turns to Radiance.
Please leave if you are able.
@illuminating-dawn
I would have if i could already, but I am going.
*She goes, only to trip on something that definitely was not there before, resulting in her falling back into the water upside down.*
Trinn picks her up out of the water.
One can arrange transport-delivery to Weaver Yivel if that is desired.
.
.
.
Fine.
Excellent.
------
Are you fucking serious??
Chorin steps into the bathroom from the ceiling.
You want me to somehow drag her fluffy butt all the way to Far Fields? So she can kiss kiss mom? On my week off?
She lowers herself down by a thread as she speaks, until they are eye level.
You seem to have misplaced your head.
Will you comply or not?
I'll fucking do it but you are so owing me for this. Something big!
Chorin wraps the Radiance in a cocoon of Silk before beginning to drag her out the door.
*And off they go.*
Right.
What do you need-require, Tristam? How can it help?
@strongest-fluffiest-boy
Please go back to your bedroom and rest. Thats all I ever really want you to do.
*Tristam was sufficiently tired, both physically and mentally. If only he could keep down Trinn forever and prevent whatever this was from happening ever again in any capacity whatsoever.
Tristam comes back to a full comb, and a full bath, new and clean blankets, but a...strange sight.
Trinn is covered in blood, several sapient's by the smell of it. It is fluffier. Winged almost like a wasp, but something is off.
It is nearly drowning the Radiance in the bathtub trying to wash some viscera smeared on her.
@strongest-fluffiest-boy
....
*Your monkies, your circus.
*This time, Tristam cannot ignore the weird shit going on.
....
Can I get an explanation of whats going on here, at least? And did you kill a flea and start wearing it's skin? Whats with the wings and the fur?
1) Got hungry. Lured-sang prey. Feasted. Took a nap to digest-process. Ended up acquiring supplies for nesting in the Dream Realms.
It shook the Radiance as if to say, "See? Right here."
2) Veiled Bug. One has no idea.
Hopefully you remove it soon, I liked seeing your exoskeleton
Also, hold up, IS THAT THE FUCKING RADIANCE? Oh my queen. At least you're killing her I guess?
Though, nice skins you got. Their essence could probably be useful to make comb
*Tristam looked around, making note of how shit was everywhere and needed to be organized.
Oh. One is not allowed-permitted to kill her. Apologies.
And do not the blankets. That is for the brood-clutch >:(
They must stay warm-comfortable-hidden when they leave the comb >:(
@illuminating-dawn
Once they leave, they'll be building comb, what do you mean? And be taking care of you, of course.
Also, why not? She killed my entire kingdom, just keep her submerged under water, it's that easy!
Why would they take care of this Sentinel?? Would it not be the other way around, as the birth-giver?
And it is unwise-foolish to do so, considering her intimate relationship with its Mother-Sentinel. We are equipped to incur Yivel's wrath, even without the children to think-account for.
She killed my entire kingdom, we can just pull a weekend at Beernie's if we need to!
Also, why wouldn't they? All bugs do that, once out of the comb and no longer helpless larvae, they should take care of you until you die, or they do
Clearly you do not know its mother that well if you think she will not find and kill-scrap us for killing her...lover? Yivel will go nuclear.
One would do-act the same for you, in all honesty, so it will not harm the Radiance. Besides, attempting to skin-harvest her was unsuccessful and counterproductive.
Also what the fuck do you mean. Once they are out of the comb is not necessarily synonymous-same with being grown. And once they are adults-independent, one would wish for them to pursue their own lives and not live centered on its needs-wants 24/7.
Fine, whatever, we can discuss the Radiance matter later.
*Tristam just got home and was now seething. This meant only good things, he's sure.
Also, thats how bugs work? Once out of the comb they build more comb and feed you, thats just how it works. Once they're adults, they still won't leave you because you're they're queen, why would they just up and abandon you like that?
Not every person-bug works such.
Besides that, one cannot remain stationary-trapped within these walls. To have a brood-clutch is not in the interest of making people who are meant to serve-care for it.
If that is their nature, it will not begrudge them, but that is not the type of matriarch that it wishes-desires to be.
One must provide-give, to protect. To hunt for. Teach them, and when they are older, they may be ready-prepared to do so for themselves. It would give them choices-options it never had. It would see them happy-free.
*Tristam once again remembered that not all bugs were hive bugs like himself.
*Unfortunately, he also couldn't wrap his head around not staying in one spot while having children
Wait, then, what kind of matriarch would you want to be? There are other kinds of matriarchs?? Whats is a brood for other than to serve you, why would you not want to be waited on by them?
Though, teaching them how to hunt does sound smart, if they don't have the instinct on how to do that stuff themselves, and to help hone their skills.
One wishes to have people to love-grow, like flowers in its garden. That has always been its approach to parenting: to nurture-protect-encourage. It does not need, nor want, people to do things for it out of obligation-nature. One relishes in its independence-freedom, that is why this situation is hard to adjust to. It is not physically built for this, nor mentally-emotionally inclined to let others take the wheel for tasks it can do itself.
A similar relationship it would foster with them, as it has with its own Matriarchs. Weaver Yivel allows it to wander-travel, to make its own decisions. But when it needs her, she is there. Help-assistance, protection, advice-nurture. It is not alone even if we are apart for long periods of time. Anything it does for her is something it wishes-desires to do, out of love alone.
The Architects repair it, and hear-listen to what suggestions it has, albeit they make many final decisions.
That is the kind of Matriarch it wishes to be.
*Tristam listens, nodding intently.
Sounds more like a mentor than a matriarch in my eyes.
And I guess that makes sense, you'd want to be protective over them rather than them being protective over you. Though, I don't exactly understand how you'd manage to protect a never ending supply of bugs, since you're only one bug yourself, you need protection too.
Trinn thinks for a moment. He brings up a good point - it does not know if this will be the last time it will have to go through this, or how often. It runs a claw over the bump, considering.
If it needs-requires help, it shall seek it. But if it has the choice-decision, one would delay more clutches until the last ones have grown sufficiently to be nearly-independent.
You bring up a good point. With how quickly this den has filled up with children-grubs, one cannot do so alone anymore, if we continue to grow-expand.
Told you.
Also, delaying the clutch doesn't sound like a good idea, it could lead to complications and end up with you or the brood hurt, I don't want either to happen.
And, even if you don't think the young should be taking care of you, I want to, and you won't be alone if you want to dote on them until they're full grown adults -- despite how bad of an idea that is.
That is. That is meaningful-appreciated, Beloved. You are - you will be such a good father.
Query: Are you under the impression-assumption that this Sentinel can physically hold back the laying process?
Yeah? Why couldn't you?
Wait, is this another bee specific thing? Again? Or, I guess, true bug specific thing?
*Tristam felt very embarrassed. He really needs to stop making assumptions.
One does not know. It is unsure how this will work-function at all...
...It is just as possible that it could work as you assume-understand, or it could be something completely new and unheard of.
Its previous answer, about waiting-delaying to lay more eggs, is working off of the assumption that it can choose to become gravid with individual clutches. If that brings clarity-truth.
...This uncertainty-unknowing is terrifying.
Alright, that makes sense.
Okay, now that we've got that cleared up, I have another question.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOUR MOTHER IS DATING THE FUCKING RADIANCE? AND WHY IS SHE IN YOUR HOUSE??
Trinn holds up the Radiance out of the water where it was absent mindedly dunking her.
Hey why are you dating-kissing one's Mother-Sentinel? Does she not dislike higher beings?
@illuminating-dawn
*Coughing up water before talking, her clearly grumpy voice is a bit distorted, interspersed with squeaks.*
Why must you know?
@third-sentinel
Why should it not? Is there a reason-logic to not be curious? You are an unlikely pair - it has been curious for awhile.
And you were waterboarding me.
I do not feel particularly inclined to tell you anything.
Oh. Apologies. It got distracted-sidetracked. It was cleaning you.
It dunks her again, but this time careful not to submerge her face. It lifts her up again and reaches for some shampoo.
It begins to work the suds into her fluff.
You are not suitable for cuddles-comfort covered in blood like this. How did you get so dirty?
You were holding me when we came to the waking world, I can only assume it was from you.
Oh. That was lunch. Apologies.
...wow it is. Very distracted-unbalanced. That is. Not good.
It rinses off the suds. Lifting her from the water, and to its feet, it takes out a towel to dry her with. After that is done it gently wraps her up into a burrito for security.
It sets her down on the counter before quickly rinsing itself of blood.
To answer your question-inquiry, it is securing comfortable snuggles-sleeping for the brood.
@strongest-fluffiest-boy
...
Can we get back to the main question at hand?
WHY IZZ THE FUCKING RADIANCE DATING YOUR MOTHER AND WHY IN THE QUEENS NAME IS ZHE INZIDE YOUR FUCKING HOUSE FOR MONARCH'ZZZAKE???
*Tristam was so angry his bee-speech impediment came out. Wow.
It does not know, and she did not answer-inform it when asked.
As for your second question, it already answered that? She is soft-warm, perfect for the brood to hold.
You can HOLD OTHER THINGS. SHE KILLED MY ENTIRE HOME KINGDOM, I DON'T WANT TO SEE HER EVER AGAIN!
*Tristam was very close to storming out, but would at least try to resolve things with words before he up and left.
Tristam comes back to a full comb, and a full bath, new and clean blankets, but a...strange sight.
Trinn is covered in blood, several sapient's by the smell of it. It is fluffier. Winged almost like a wasp, but something is off.
It is nearly drowning the Radiance in the bathtub trying to wash some viscera smeared on her.
@strongest-fluffiest-boy
....
*Your monkies, your circus.
*This time, Tristam cannot ignore the weird shit going on.
....
Can I get an explanation of whats going on here, at least? And did you kill a flea and start wearing it's skin? Whats with the wings and the fur?
1) Got hungry. Lured-sang prey. Feasted. Took a nap to digest-process. Ended up acquiring supplies for nesting in the Dream Realms.
It shook the Radiance as if to say, "See? Right here."
2) Veiled Bug. One has no idea.
Hopefully you remove it soon, I liked seeing your exoskeleton
Also, hold up, IS THAT THE FUCKING RADIANCE? Oh my queen. At least you're killing her I guess?
Though, nice skins you got. Their essence could probably be useful to make comb
*Tristam looked around, making note of how shit was everywhere and needed to be organized.
Oh. One is not allowed-permitted to kill her. Apologies.
And do not the blankets. That is for the brood-clutch >:(
They must stay warm-comfortable-hidden when they leave the comb >:(
@illuminating-dawn
Once they leave, they'll be building comb, what do you mean? And be taking care of you, of course.
Also, why not? She killed my entire kingdom, just keep her submerged under water, it's that easy!
Why would they take care of this Sentinel?? Would it not be the other way around, as the birth-giver?
And it is unwise-foolish to do so, considering her intimate relationship with its Mother-Sentinel. We are equipped to incur Yivel's wrath, even without the children to think-account for.
She killed my entire kingdom, we can just pull a weekend at Beernie's if we need to!
Also, why wouldn't they? All bugs do that, once out of the comb and no longer helpless larvae, they should take care of you until you die, or they do
Clearly you do not know its mother that well if you think she will not find and kill-scrap us for killing her...lover? Yivel will go nuclear.
One would do-act the same for you, in all honesty, so it will not harm the Radiance. Besides, attempting to skin-harvest her was unsuccessful and counterproductive.
Also what the fuck do you mean. Once they are out of the comb is not necessarily synonymous-same with being grown. And once they are adults-independent, one would wish for them to pursue their own lives and not live centered on its needs-wants 24/7.
Fine, whatever, we can discuss the Radiance matter later.
*Tristam just got home and was now seething. This meant only good things, he's sure.
Also, thats how bugs work? Once out of the comb they build more comb and feed you, thats just how it works. Once they're adults, they still won't leave you because you're they're queen, why would they just up and abandon you like that?
Not every person-bug works such.
Besides that, one cannot remain stationary-trapped within these walls. To have a brood-clutch is not in the interest of making people who are meant to serve-care for it.
If that is their nature, it will not begrudge them, but that is not the type of matriarch that it wishes-desires to be.
One must provide-give, to protect. To hunt for. Teach them, and when they are older, they may be ready-prepared to do so for themselves. It would give them choices-options it never had. It would see them happy-free.
*Tristam once again remembered that not all bugs were hive bugs like himself.
*Unfortunately, he also couldn't wrap his head around not staying in one spot while having children
Wait, then, what kind of matriarch would you want to be? There are other kinds of matriarchs?? Whats is a brood for other than to serve you, why would you not want to be waited on by them?
Though, teaching them how to hunt does sound smart, if they don't have the instinct on how to do that stuff themselves, and to help hone their skills.
One wishes to have people to love-grow, like flowers in its garden. That has always been its approach to parenting: to nurture-protect-encourage. It does not need, nor want, people to do things for it out of obligation-nature. One relishes in its independence-freedom, that is why this situation is hard to adjust to. It is not physically built for this, nor mentally-emotionally inclined to let others take the wheel for tasks it can do itself.
A similar relationship it would foster with them, as it has with its own Matriarchs. Weaver Yivel allows it to wander-travel, to make its own decisions. But when it needs her, she is there. Help-assistance, protection, advice-nurture. It is not alone even if we are apart for long periods of time. Anything it does for her is something it wishes-desires to do, out of love alone.
The Architects repair it, and hear-listen to what suggestions it has, albeit they make many final decisions.
That is the kind of Matriarch it wishes to be.
*Tristam listens, nodding intently.
Sounds more like a mentor than a matriarch in my eyes.
And I guess that makes sense, you'd want to be protective over them rather than them being protective over you. Though, I don't exactly understand how you'd manage to protect a never ending supply of bugs, since you're only one bug yourself, you need protection too.
Trinn thinks for a moment. He brings up a good point - it does not know if this will be the last time it will have to go through this, or how often. It runs a claw over the bump, considering.
If it needs-requires help, it shall seek it. But if it has the choice-decision, one would delay more clutches until the last ones have grown sufficiently to be nearly-independent.
You bring up a good point. With how quickly this den has filled up with children-grubs, one cannot do so alone anymore, if we continue to grow-expand.
Told you.
Also, delaying the clutch doesn't sound like a good idea, it could lead to complications and end up with you or the brood hurt, I don't want either to happen.
And, even if you don't think the young should be taking care of you, I want to, and you won't be alone if you want to dote on them until they're full grown adults -- despite how bad of an idea that is.
That is. That is meaningful-appreciated, Beloved. You are - you will be such a good father.
Query: Are you under the impression-assumption that this Sentinel can physically hold back the laying process?
Yeah? Why couldn't you?
Wait, is this another bee specific thing? Again? Or, I guess, true bug specific thing?
*Tristam felt very embarrassed. He really needs to stop making assumptions.
One does not know. It is unsure how this will work-function at all...
...It is just as possible that it could work as you assume-understand, or it could be something completely new and unheard of.
Its previous answer, about waiting-delaying to lay more eggs, is working off of the assumption that it can choose to become gravid with individual clutches. If that brings clarity-truth.
...This uncertainty-unknowing is terrifying.
Alright, that makes sense.
Okay, now that we've got that cleared up, I have another question.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOUR MOTHER IS DATING THE FUCKING RADIANCE? AND WHY IS SHE IN YOUR HOUSE??
Trinn holds up the Radiance out of the water where it was absent mindedly dunking her.
Hey why are you dating-kissing one's Mother-Sentinel? Does she not dislike higher beings?
@illuminating-dawn
*Coughing up water before talking, her clearly grumpy voice is a bit distorted, interspersed with squeaks.*
Why must you know?
@third-sentinel
Why should it not? Is there a reason-logic to not be curious? You are an unlikely pair - it has been curious for awhile.
And you were waterboarding me.
I do not feel particularly inclined to tell you anything.
Oh. Apologies. It got distracted-sidetracked. It was cleaning you.
It dunks her again, but this time careful not to submerge her face. It lifts her up again and reaches for some shampoo.
It begins to work the suds into her fluff.
You are not suitable for cuddles-comfort covered in blood like this. How did you get so dirty?
You were holding me when we came to the waking world, I can only assume it was from you.
Oh. That was lunch. Apologies.
...wow it is. Very distracted-unbalanced. That is. Not good.
It rinses off the suds. Lifting her from the water, and to its feet, it takes out a towel to dry her with. After that is done it gently wraps her up into a burrito for security.
It sets her down on the counter before quickly rinsing itself of blood.
To answer your question-inquiry, it is securing comfortable snuggles-sleeping for the brood.
@strongest-fluffiest-boy
...
Can we get back to the main question at hand?
WHY IZZ THE FUCKING RADIANCE DATING YOUR MOTHER AND WHY IN THE QUEENS NAME IS ZHE INZIDE YOUR FUCKING HOUSE FOR MONARCH'ZZZAKE???
*Tristam was so angry his bee-speech impediment came out. Wow.
Tristam comes back to a full comb, and a full bath, new and clean blankets, but a...strange sight.
Trinn is covered in blood, several sapient's by the smell of it. It is fluffier. Winged almost like a wasp, but something is off.
It is nearly drowning the Radiance in the bathtub trying to wash some viscera smeared on her.
@strongest-fluffiest-boy
....
*Your monkies, your circus.
*This time, Tristam cannot ignore the weird shit going on.
....
Can I get an explanation of whats going on here, at least? And did you kill a flea and start wearing it's skin? Whats with the wings and the fur?
1) Got hungry. Lured-sang prey. Feasted. Took a nap to digest-process. Ended up acquiring supplies for nesting in the Dream Realms.
It shook the Radiance as if to say, "See? Right here."
2) Veiled Bug. One has no idea.
Hopefully you remove it soon, I liked seeing your exoskeleton
Also, hold up, IS THAT THE FUCKING RADIANCE? Oh my queen. At least you're killing her I guess?
Though, nice skins you got. Their essence could probably be useful to make comb
*Tristam looked around, making note of how shit was everywhere and needed to be organized.
Oh. One is not allowed-permitted to kill her. Apologies.
And do not the blankets. That is for the brood-clutch >:(
They must stay warm-comfortable-hidden when they leave the comb >:(
@illuminating-dawn
Once they leave, they'll be building comb, what do you mean? And be taking care of you, of course.
Also, why not? She killed my entire kingdom, just keep her submerged under water, it's that easy!
Why would they take care of this Sentinel?? Would it not be the other way around, as the birth-giver?
And it is unwise-foolish to do so, considering her intimate relationship with its Mother-Sentinel. We are equipped to incur Yivel's wrath, even without the children to think-account for.
She killed my entire kingdom, we can just pull a weekend at Beernie's if we need to!
Also, why wouldn't they? All bugs do that, once out of the comb and no longer helpless larvae, they should take care of you until you die, or they do
Clearly you do not know its mother that well if you think she will not find and kill-scrap us for killing her...lover? Yivel will go nuclear.
One would do-act the same for you, in all honesty, so it will not harm the Radiance. Besides, attempting to skin-harvest her was unsuccessful and counterproductive.
Also what the fuck do you mean. Once they are out of the comb is not necessarily synonymous-same with being grown. And once they are adults-independent, one would wish for them to pursue their own lives and not live centered on its needs-wants 24/7.
Fine, whatever, we can discuss the Radiance matter later.
*Tristam just got home and was now seething. This meant only good things, he's sure.
Also, thats how bugs work? Once out of the comb they build more comb and feed you, thats just how it works. Once they're adults, they still won't leave you because you're they're queen, why would they just up and abandon you like that?
Not every person-bug works such.
Besides that, one cannot remain stationary-trapped within these walls. To have a brood-clutch is not in the interest of making people who are meant to serve-care for it.
If that is their nature, it will not begrudge them, but that is not the type of matriarch that it wishes-desires to be.
One must provide-give, to protect. To hunt for. Teach them, and when they are older, they may be ready-prepared to do so for themselves. It would give them choices-options it never had. It would see them happy-free.
*Tristam once again remembered that not all bugs were hive bugs like himself.
*Unfortunately, he also couldn't wrap his head around not staying in one spot while having children
Wait, then, what kind of matriarch would you want to be? There are other kinds of matriarchs?? Whats is a brood for other than to serve you, why would you not want to be waited on by them?
Though, teaching them how to hunt does sound smart, if they don't have the instinct on how to do that stuff themselves, and to help hone their skills.
One wishes to have people to love-grow, like flowers in its garden. That has always been its approach to parenting: to nurture-protect-encourage. It does not need, nor want, people to do things for it out of obligation-nature. One relishes in its independence-freedom, that is why this situation is hard to adjust to. It is not physically built for this, nor mentally-emotionally inclined to let others take the wheel for tasks it can do itself.
A similar relationship it would foster with them, as it has with its own Matriarchs. Weaver Yivel allows it to wander-travel, to make its own decisions. But when it needs her, she is there. Help-assistance, protection, advice-nurture. It is not alone even if we are apart for long periods of time. Anything it does for her is something it wishes-desires to do, out of love alone.
The Architects repair it, and hear-listen to what suggestions it has, albeit they make many final decisions.
That is the kind of Matriarch it wishes to be.
*Tristam listens, nodding intently.
Sounds more like a mentor than a matriarch in my eyes.
And I guess that makes sense, you'd want to be protective over them rather than them being protective over you. Though, I don't exactly understand how you'd manage to protect a never ending supply of bugs, since you're only one bug yourself, you need protection too.
Trinn thinks for a moment. He brings up a good point - it does not know if this will be the last time it will have to go through this, or how often. It runs a claw over the bump, considering.
If it needs-requires help, it shall seek it. But if it has the choice-decision, one would delay more clutches until the last ones have grown sufficiently to be nearly-independent.
You bring up a good point. With how quickly this den has filled up with children-grubs, one cannot do so alone anymore, if we continue to grow-expand.
Told you.
Also, delaying the clutch doesn't sound like a good idea, it could lead to complications and end up with you or the brood hurt, I don't want either to happen.
And, even if you don't think the young should be taking care of you, I want to, and you won't be alone if you want to dote on them until they're full grown adults -- despite how bad of an idea that is.
That is. That is meaningful-appreciated, Beloved. You are - you will be such a good father.
Query: Are you under the impression-assumption that this Sentinel can physically hold back the laying process?
Yeah? Why couldn't you?
Wait, is this another bee specific thing? Again? Or, I guess, true bug specific thing?
*Tristam felt very embarrassed. He really needs to stop making assumptions.
One does not know. It is unsure how this will work-function at all...
...It is just as possible that it could work as you assume-understand, or it could be something completely new and unheard of.
Its previous answer, about waiting-delaying to lay more eggs, is working off of the assumption that it can choose to become gravid with individual clutches. If that brings clarity-truth.
...This uncertainty-unknowing is terrifying.
Alright, that makes sense.
Okay, now that we've got that cleared up, I have another question.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOUR MOTHER IS DATING THE FUCKING RADIANCE? AND WHY IS SHE IN YOUR HOUSE??
Tristam comes back to a full comb, and a full bath, new and clean blankets, but a...strange sight.
Trinn is covered in blood, several sapient's by the smell of it. It is fluffier. Winged almost like a wasp, but something is off.
It is nearly drowning the Radiance in the bathtub trying to wash some viscera smeared on her.
@strongest-fluffiest-boy
....
*Your monkies, your circus.
*This time, Tristam cannot ignore the weird shit going on.
....
Can I get an explanation of whats going on here, at least? And did you kill a flea and start wearing it's skin? Whats with the wings and the fur?
1) Got hungry. Lured-sang prey. Feasted. Took a nap to digest-process. Ended up acquiring supplies for nesting in the Dream Realms.
It shook the Radiance as if to say, "See? Right here."
2) Veiled Bug. One has no idea.
Hopefully you remove it soon, I liked seeing your exoskeleton
Also, hold up, IS THAT THE FUCKING RADIANCE? Oh my queen. At least you're killing her I guess?
Though, nice skins you got. Their essence could probably be useful to make comb
*Tristam looked around, making note of how shit was everywhere and needed to be organized.
Oh. One is not allowed-permitted to kill her. Apologies.
And do not the blankets. That is for the brood-clutch >:(
They must stay warm-comfortable-hidden when they leave the comb >:(
@illuminating-dawn
Once they leave, they'll be building comb, what do you mean? And be taking care of you, of course.
Also, why not? She killed my entire kingdom, just keep her submerged under water, it's that easy!
Why would they take care of this Sentinel?? Would it not be the other way around, as the birth-giver?
And it is unwise-foolish to do so, considering her intimate relationship with its Mother-Sentinel. We are equipped to incur Yivel's wrath, even without the children to think-account for.
She killed my entire kingdom, we can just pull a weekend at Beernie's if we need to!
Also, why wouldn't they? All bugs do that, once out of the comb and no longer helpless larvae, they should take care of you until you die, or they do
Clearly you do not know its mother that well if you think she will not find and kill-scrap us for killing her...lover? Yivel will go nuclear.
One would do-act the same for you, in all honesty, so it will not harm the Radiance. Besides, attempting to skin-harvest her was unsuccessful and counterproductive.
Also what the fuck do you mean. Once they are out of the comb is not necessarily synonymous-same with being grown. And once they are adults-independent, one would wish for them to pursue their own lives and not live centered on its needs-wants 24/7.
Fine, whatever, we can discuss the Radiance matter later.
*Tristam just got home and was now seething. This meant only good things, he's sure.
Also, thats how bugs work? Once out of the comb they build more comb and feed you, thats just how it works. Once they're adults, they still won't leave you because you're they're queen, why would they just up and abandon you like that?
Not every person-bug works such.
Besides that, one cannot remain stationary-trapped within these walls. To have a brood-clutch is not in the interest of making people who are meant to serve-care for it.
If that is their nature, it will not begrudge them, but that is not the type of matriarch that it wishes-desires to be.
One must provide-give, to protect. To hunt for. Teach them, and when they are older, they may be ready-prepared to do so for themselves. It would give them choices-options it never had. It would see them happy-free.
*Tristam once again remembered that not all bugs were hive bugs like himself.
*Unfortunately, he also couldn't wrap his head around not staying in one spot while having children
Wait, then, what kind of matriarch would you want to be? There are other kinds of matriarchs?? Whats is a brood for other than to serve you, why would you not want to be waited on by them?
Though, teaching them how to hunt does sound smart, if they don't have the instinct on how to do that stuff themselves, and to help hone their skills.
One wishes to have people to love-grow, like flowers in its garden. That has always been its approach to parenting: to nurture-protect-encourage. It does not need, nor want, people to do things for it out of obligation-nature. One relishes in its independence-freedom, that is why this situation is hard to adjust to. It is not physically built for this, nor mentally-emotionally inclined to let others take the wheel for tasks it can do itself.
A similar relationship it would foster with them, as it has with its own Matriarchs. Weaver Yivel allows it to wander-travel, to make its own decisions. But when it needs her, she is there. Help-assistance, protection, advice-nurture. It is not alone even if we are apart for long periods of time. Anything it does for her is something it wishes-desires to do, out of love alone.
The Architects repair it, and hear-listen to what suggestions it has, albeit they make many final decisions.
That is the kind of Matriarch it wishes to be.
*Tristam listens, nodding intently.
Sounds more like a mentor than a matriarch in my eyes.
And I guess that makes sense, you'd want to be protective over them rather than them being protective over you. Though, I don't exactly understand how you'd manage to protect a never ending supply of bugs, since you're only one bug yourself, you need protection too.
Trinn thinks for a moment. He brings up a good point - it does not know if this will be the last time it will have to go through this, or how often. It runs a claw over the bump, considering.
If it needs-requires help, it shall seek it. But if it has the choice-decision, one would delay more clutches until the last ones have grown sufficiently to be nearly-independent.
You bring up a good point. With how quickly this den has filled up with children-grubs, one cannot do so alone anymore, if we continue to grow-expand.
Told you.
Also, delaying the clutch doesn't sound like a good idea, it could lead to complications and end up with you or the brood hurt, I don't want either to happen.
And, even if you don't think the young should be taking care of you, I want to, and you won't be alone if you want to dote on them until they're full grown adults -- despite how bad of an idea that is.
That is. That is meaningful-appreciated, Beloved. You are - you will be such a good father.
Query: Are you under the impression-assumption that this Sentinel can physically hold back the laying process?
Yeah? Why couldn't you?
Wait, is this another bee specific thing? Again? Or, I guess, true bug specific thing?
*Tristam felt very embarrassed. He really needs to stop making assumptions.