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Listen to this

Kattata wrote on 2017-03-15:
SOME KIND OF BIZARRE GEDDIAN FEVER DREAM
Kattata wrote on 2017-02-10:
Kattata wrote on 2017-02-10:
Gedhyr wrote on 2017-02-10:
.....unless you can convince me....
Laser-cannon bank-robbing.
Also
STALKING! SEXYBACK! FUN! HIJACKING! WEEKEND! ROBBERY!
Profile wrote:
Mindfire wrote:
The Wayal Talik

He had heard of it once, back when he was One of unnamed Many. His pack then would tell stories as they roamed the land like nomads, ever restless and hungry. Whispers and hisses made to keep the young Ones from wandering too far, tales meant to entertain and thrill the elders. It especially became louder when they settled down to rest in the outskirts of the Metal-Benders' territory, dangerously close to the arid land of the Gear-Talkers and Thunder-Harnessers.

It had been his sixth settle-down since he hatched, his first in that particular area. He listened as the elders regaled of unforeseen attacks that had taken few from the many, of the gnarled spears of electricity that would strike out of the blue. There would be no cloud in sight, they say. There would be no indication or warning. Just a sudden white hot, blinding blue flash and then death.

Flash Death, they called it. For once struck by Flash Death, the unfortunate One is no longer of the Many. They mocked it in light jest, but feared it immensely.

They, except he.

Ever since his hatching, he would always turn to one direction. He knew it from tracking the Sky Fireball in the day and the Twin Sisters at night. Whether asleep or awake, he would find himself facing a certain horizon, hearing a call only he can understand.

And on his sixth settle-down, he finally knew why.

He had broken away from the Many while they slept, sated by meat and tales that thrill. Nose to that specific direction, he ran and ran for a day and a half. He could feel electricity thrum through his flesh and shock his bones, stronger and stronger as he got closer and closer. He found himself responding to the surge, found himself bursting forward at speeds no one before him had ever reached. He felt like speed itself, like the electricity fueling him.

Like Tal'Ik. Like Flash Death.

But he never did fear it. So why stop now?

Why stop when he felt more than just One of unnamed Many?

When he first stepped into the cracked soil of the arid land, he knew he had answered the call.
Tudur wrote:
.......looking back now, he knew how fitting the name would be for his pack.

He had taken in strangers and vagabonds and rogues when they had staggered into his way a-bustling, like rolling thunder. He had taken them in and it felt like he had been struck by the thunderbolts that were their personalities and their habits and their ways of living. They were Tal'Ik, all of them. And he was sure that with their shenanigans, they would be the death of him someday.

But he welcomed them anyway. Because they were Tal'Ik like him.

"Tal'Ik" would then be "Talik", a rough translation of the Many's Tongue and the equivalent of Common Draconian's "Lightning".

"Wa'Yal" was what the Many called outsiders, those who didn't share their need to roam and search and kill for meat. Compressed into "Wayal" and he would have the Many's Tongue for "Stray".

Ugh. He was no expert at this. Maybe he can have one from his pack handle the linguistics....

No. Not "pack". They were a clan now. He could feel it. The Many were a pack, single-minded and wary of outsiders. Only the strong survive and the weak are left behind.

They, the strays he had taken in, had minds of their own, goals only they can accomplish. But they grow and learn together. They live and breathe and fight for one another. These ungrateful and loud jerks, these idiots and their idiotic schemes....

These stray lightning bolts.

The Wayal Talik were a clan.

His clan.
Wishlist, I guess?


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SPECIAL THANKS TO SOCIALBOOKWORM AND IMPOSSIBLEJEDI4 FOR MY BEAUTIFUL MIND FIRE
Ridgeback M
Sanguine|Gold|Gold
Skink|Saturn|Runes
Light


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HAVE MY HEART, SOC XD
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Iridescent|Facet|Runes
Wind

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Wildclaw M
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Plague

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Coatl M
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Fire

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Lightning


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Fae F
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Light
Recent Clan Activity [View All]
08/01 Birthed new hatchlings! 1 Fae Male, 1 Fae Female, 1 Guardian Male
07/23 Earned: Level 40 Digging Reach a level of 40 in the Digging skill.
07/22 Became friends with Dodecahedron. Maybe in a few years they'll write a buddy comedy about you guys.
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Date Joined: 2016-09-15
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ImpossibleJedi4 wrote:
Started writing that Some of Things GF fanfic again, I remember you really liked it, I can show you if you come back :,)
Oct 24, 2019, 07:42:09
CyberLesbian wrote:
miss you lots ged!! hope you're doin okay ;;
Oct 20, 2019, 21:14:44
ImpossibleJedi4 wrote:
It's been a year...
Aug 05, 2019, 19:47:39
BlazingPhoenix01 wrote:
really miss you and am still thinkin about you! ;;
Aug 05, 2019, 17:00:45
ImpossibleJedi4 wrote:
I hope you had a lovely birthday. So much has been added to the site, Ged. Hope you get to see it soon <3
Jun 09, 2019, 20:19:07
BlazingPhoenix01 wrote:
internet hug! hope youre doin alright
Jun 08, 2019, 18:16:09
BlazingPhoenix01 wrote:
cant wait to possibly see you this summer :D
Mar 30, 2019, 04:22:32
ImpossibleJedi4 wrote:
I miss you so much...
Mar 25, 2019, 21:22:15
BlazingPhoenix01 wrote:
Hope you're doing well frendo
Feb 28, 2019, 14:09:28
ImpossibleJedi4 wrote:
I still miss you so so much
Feb 24, 2019, 12:34:01
ImpossibleJedi4 wrote:
It's almost Valentine's day... Still love you a bunch <3
Feb 11, 2019, 07:00:59
CyberLesbian wrote:
we miss u!!
Jan 26, 2019, 22:11:51
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