#qaarnit

[giantwomxn-archived]

@qaarnit

"Garnet!"

[clustered-horror]

qaarnit

“Isn’t fusion wonderful? Soon all of gem kind shall embrace it’s potential, a future of understanding (pain) between all. The Diamonds will be no more...and I shall rule over Homeworld with their shards spread to my alters, wouldn’t it be beautiful when I’m f̵̙̭̰̫̮r͈̮̰̘͞e̫̦̫̖̟ͅe̫̹̼̺͚?”

The cluster was not fond of any gem not of it’s horrifying union, but like any good spider...it had to move it closer to the web before trapping the fly. It’s a thousand pained voices spoke in a calm town that could not keep the pain it would make with each world, the one eye lost the means to shed a tear after the second expansions of growth.

[thegxtherer]

@qaarnit

   “ ADAM in the belly, ADAM in the belly! ”

[miichan-the-sergal-blog]

Crash landing (Closed RP with qaarnit)

Vacation on a peaceful planet with a lot of water. Mika jumped at the idea to visit this “Earth” sure, the salt water late near her home city of Goldring on Tal was Nice but this planet had  so much more salt water than she could imagine. The  ship she was on was shot by a bright pink beam of light as it decended toward the planet’s surface. As she was the only one on it, no one but her was injured. She stumbled out of the wreck with the old scar on her ear and snout cut open and bleeding red.

She sniffled and whimpered as she limped across the sand of the beach tword the hill in the distance. Maybe someone there would help her? The poor Sergal was alone, scared, and hurt, on an alien planet with no way to get back home. Seeing a house in front of the hill she scrambled to get help. Tripping, she fell muzzle first into the sand; when she looked up, she saw a large red-violet person looming above her. 

“W-Will you help me?” she asked of course she had no idea this was one of the people who’d shot down her ship.

[servumdolorem]

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“...” It was the fusion- The ruby and the sapphire. But the pearl did not lose her composure. She simply stood, unsure how to react to seeing this creature again.

[neveraskedtobemade-blog]

qaarnit:

Oh, she’s been trying something new. Her curiosity go the best of her.

“You’ve been putting something in it?”

“Thats my secret. I can’t give that away.” She laughed looking to her before smiling, “Its something humans I guess use but thats about all I’m telling.’

[wxlfenite]

qaarnit

“Been a good while since I actually had a good fight.” Wulfenite started, eyes following the rhythmical motion of his hand gradually being bandages. Over, and over. Over, and under. Under, and under. Fresh white bandages gradually began to cover his rough, strong hands. “I mean, sure, cracked gemstones, auld allies, they put up a good struggle. Though for the most part, they’re all but beasts. Surviving on primal instinct ‘lone.”

Over, and under. Over, and under.

“It shames me t’say it, Garnet. But they’re no longer in their prime. I canny help but feel disappointed that as cracked, malformed monsters, they are weaker than the brilliant gemstones that had served under me.” The gemstone explained. It hurt him. Disappointed him that this had become of his Wulfpack. Almost as much as the fact that due to the constant hunting of these creatures, Wulf hadn’t have the chance to truly push himself.

Over, and under. Over, and done. There was one hand bandaged.

As Wulf bandaged his other hand, he shot a glance up at the taller, maroon gemstone. “I appreciate this, mind ya. Really do. Need a break from huntin’ down the poor souls. And what better way to have a break, is to be bleeding broken and bloodied.” In truth, it was all he really knew. Going up against forces greater than him, and coming out on top. Though his cracked packmates? They where no longer his equal in strength and skill. As stated before, the only thing they knew was primal instinct.

“Regardless, I truly do appreciate this.” Wulf finished, flexing his fingers. Aye, those bandages would soften the impact. As the gemstone stood up, a hand washed over the rest of the solid-light-formed armour over his body, allowing it to wash away in a display of cinders. Beneath it? Cloth. Loose and bare. Perfect for this sparring session. Pulling down his scarf, and tossing it aside, Wulfenite’s attention was soon focused on Garnet.

“Means a lot. Really, it does.”