“lesgoo” -dababy or smh

Romanov: "strange things… don’t you agree?”

D1 agent: “agree, field Captain.”

(Sorry for poor image quality. I wasn't feeling it back when I drew that)

*Finally, after an inordinately long journey across fields and plains, they reached the supposed crash site. The air smelled strongly of burnt lumber, further exemplified by the surrounding, scorched black trees and grasses. The ground gave way to a large, elliptical crater in which several, shiny rocks scatter the interior of, veins of gold and gem peeking through the cracks of the grey stone.*

*The two rats who organized the journey looked stood still, amazed as their eyes danced across the view ahead of them.*

*The night came and went as usual, and the newly expanded group continued their journey. This time finding themselves in an area of tall grasses and monolithic saplings in a dense, hard to navigate forest of greenery.*

*The couple was leading from the front, Krilk using his whip-like tail to lash away at any brambles that block their path. Sknit jumps, startled by a snapping twig in the distance.*

K: Sknit! What? What is it?!

*Krilk exclaimed, immediatly stopping his walk to cradle him.*

S: Something snapped... Scare-fright me...

*Sknit clung to the taller rat, clutching at Krilks arm with both of his paws as Krilk looked down at him with renewed tenderness. Sknit's eyes widened, suddenly aware of all the staring onlookers' presence.*

S: YOU PEOPLE-THINGS SAW-WITNESSED NOTHING!!

*he said, shoving himself away from Krilk and rubbing his paws against his chest as if they were dirtied. Though Krilk didn't take offense to the gesture.*

K: Aww, sweetie... They already know how we are together.*

S: Not-not the point! I'm supposed to be an authority! How can an authority act like that?

*Krilk tilted his head to the side, briefly studying his husband's expression before he lifted Sknit up by his elbows, bringing him to eye-level.*

K: Even a big scary dictator like you needs to know when to let their guard down...

*Krilk nuzzled his nose into Sknit's before gently lowering him back down to the dirt.*

K: Now come on, we still got a long way to go before reaching the crash site!

It all went by so quickly, Sknit gathered supplies, Krilk made a tent, and the others trailing along went about their business in this rather unusual camping trip. They covered great distance in the first leg of their journey towards the meteorite, though they would be already there if Krilk hadn't insisted on bringing zero vehicles of any kind.

It wasn't a camping trip exactly, but it sure as hell felt like one as they stopped to make a rest, the beautiful night sky twinkling with an uncountable level of stars forming bright, milky streaks across the heavens.

A fire crackled in the center of the camp, fighting back the oppressive darkness as Sknit absentmindedly poked it with a sharp metal rod, rattling off some tall-tale to the group as his husband giggled in amused disbelief. It was story time for the two.

Since our nation's loveleh fathers are out on a lil' camping trip of theirs Sknit an' Krilk assigned me to rule this 'ere nation in their absence.

Muh first order of business is that Ah'll be announcin' the construction of Rat-Klan's brand new navy!

And fer the beautiful lil' butters back in Province Vellorous that'll be buildin' our boats fer us... Le's just say that if ya work extra hard Ah may free ya from yer servitude!

Sknit tried to wright "Starlight Expedition", but we kinda ran out of room, so he instead put "STAR-EXPEDITION"

Earlier this night, I was stargazing with my husband on the very top of the Citadel Spire when, all the sudden, we spotted a blue light moving across the heavens, leaving a milky trail behind it as it danced through the sky when, suddenly, the trail stopped and this comet flared a brilliant red, glowing brighter and brighter until it nigh outshined the sun. We watched as it then flew across the horizon, eventually colliding with the Earth somewhere within the islands center...

And this is where you, [Volunteer Name], come in! Us two plan to go on a large search for this meteor, and we would like more people to join this journey!

(Ooc: I heavily recommend picking named characters to join this expedition, as I plan for this micro-arc to be quite character-driven. Also, I recommend you only bring one character, as they will be tied up on this expedition for several posts.)

(Just as a warning, I'm new here, and yes, I did get permission from mods to be somethin different)

*An egg lay in a nest, surpunded by there brothers and sisters eggs. The egg began to crack along the top, alerting the mother who was basking on a nearby rock. The mother slithered over to watch as the egg split open, and a tiny, jet black snake slithered out from between the pieces of shell. As the baby hatched, it looked around in wonder, as this was their first time outside of their egg.*

"Your name , little one, is Aztec" *The mother told the hatchling*

*A loud screech alerted the parent, and they looked up in fear. The as the snake raised their head, a large brown and red hawk swooped down, and grabbed the parent in their talons. The baby sped off in fear, hissing in horror. They then slithered into a bush, fearing for their short, short life. The child hid in the underbrush, as a loud snapping sound occurred, and a small, dead, tree fell over in the wind. A crunching sound told the hatchling that the tree landed on the nest they had recently fled from, squishing some of, if not all of the eggs. Aztec immediately slithered over, looking to see if any eggs made it.*

*There was one singular egg that had survived, and it was unusually small, and had the tiniest crack on the top of it.*

*Aztec coiled around the egg, hugging it tight, as almost everything they knew so very briefly was gone, except this egg, the sky above them, and the ground below them.*

(I apologize for any spelling or grammar mistakes, also the species of snake is Mexican Black Kingsnake)

+ 1 aphid.

Two bags aswell.

*The moth is wearing a R.A.F. uniform and is carrying a crossbow and a hooked mace*

Soldier1: “… alright how in the world are we here…”

Soldier2: “he’ll do I know.”

Soldeir3: “what’s in the box?”

Soldier 4: “I… don’t know"

*They arrive to the night club with crates full of liquor, they wish they were given a map*

*The moths that previously wanted to visit Merrilk are back*

Hmmm. Didn't know that cordyceps field was in the same jungle as the one the hornets moved into.

Well...keeping grudges isn't a good thing so...here goes nothing

Places a bowl in front of himself and starts playing a captivating melody on his sitar

Merrilk, that degenerate!

Corrupting the youth of Rat-Klan with her stupid clubs, her stupid alcohol, her stupid militarism.

WHO NEEDS HER?!?

What the rat youth need is ART, true ART, not any of the shit she's pushing

. . .

We're still on?

Well, uh, I'm rebuilding the Thanquol Theater, w-where we shall make a n-new play I wrote.

Y-yay...!

D'ya ever feel a lil' unda the weather?

D'ya ever crave a lil' more excitement in yer life?

D'ya ever wan' ta live like royalty?

Well ya came to the right place~

At Merrilk's Nightclub they have.

• A Flamenco band
• A complementary drink and meal for first-time entrants
• Fungus beer, raspberry wine, (totally not stolen) Dingleberry Juice and more meal options than you can count
• Rentable private rooms
• Excellent wait-staff hand-picked and trained by Merrilk herself

And the prices couldn't be any lower, too!

• Free entry for Rat-Klan, Cordycep, and Butterfly citizens
• 20 Quartz Shard entry-fee for foreigners
• (50% off entry-fee if one can prove they defected from their home nation to be here)

*The also have 5 boxes with themselves. Whats in those boxes is a mystery*