Mundus Deus (NSFW, Visions, souls and airships)

Fancy Snake must soothe the Leg Egg with poetry and finger snaps.
"Looking swell without your shell" (snap)
"Oh this groovy chick is like a summers day" (snap) .. and so on

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I wonder if the chick is really a chick, or is she(?) really some sort of horrific monstrosity inside the shell. But if she(?) fully hatches and sprouts her wings (Which for all we know could resemble dragonfly's wings more than birds), she(?) could take NED to visit hard to reach places.[/quote]

NED Followed the gentle men and lady bugs back to the stumpkin’s home. How did they know where the stumpkins lived?
NED wondered if his powers could have imparted some knowledge of the whereabouts of the village. NED then became worried and remembered the Og-Rogs, Would they know?

Upon returning to the village, NED saw the Birdling, aka Egg and the Snake


“Be sensible my dear, carrying the shell does nothing but unhinder your fears”
“Im not taking it off! I feel improper without it, it dont feel right”
She put her hands on her hips causing more shell to break off. Making the birdling even more frustrated

The birdling, still wearing the pink footwear and stockings, was not accustomed to the shoes. She stumbled and bent her foot awkwardly.

“Why not take off those heels? I know it does not appeal”
“I would take them off but you keep trying to get me out of my shell! You no good creep!”
“Snake”
“Snake whatever, keep your wavy paws off mah shell, I ain't coming out of it”

The shoes unbalanced her yet again and caused her to fall.
Which finally broke the shell apart.

The birdling quickly got to her knees and tried to put the shell pieces back together, even putting them on her body. The shell crumbled into dust and blew away in the breeze.




I wonder if the chick is really a chick, or is she(?) really some sort of horrific monstrosity inside the shell. But if she(?) fully hatches and sprouts her wings (Which for all we know could resemble dragonfly's wings more than birds), she(?) could take NED to visit hard to reach places.

She sighed and without any thought of them, spread her wings
The four wings fanned out and glittered in the sunlight with a rainbow of sparkles.
Insectile in looks but a with translucent feathers covering each wing


The snake then started singing
“Hey chick your looking swell” *snap*
“I see Wings, without your shell”
“Shimmer Brightly in the sunlight” *snap*
“Tho that big bum is quite a sight”

be pollinated by a lecherous cadbeetle.

The birdling got up, turned to the snake and said “buzz off you CAD!” stomping her foot.

At that point, the emergence of many beetles erupted from the ground, surrounding the birdling.

About half the size of the stumpkins, roundish and dark blue in colour
The little insects giggle and looked at the birdling


“I’m gonna pollinate you! Yeah! Yeah!” they said, before scuttling and crawling up the birdlings leg




The Gentlemenbug, while mostly pacifistic, do have a way of settling differences by dueling using long pointy sticks. Victory is normally achieved by knocking opponent's top hat off. In an emergency, though, they are willing to use their sticks to fight actual hostiles, but only as a last resort.

The birdling panicked and shook her leg, causing her to fall on her behind


“EEK! Get off me ya lecherous creeps!”
she swatted them off but Undeterred they came back and crawled over other parts of her body.
Rubbing themselves on her red feathers, while giggling creepily.
A pair of cads carried away the pink shoes the birdling wore.

“Mmm you smell fresh!” a cad said

“You brutes! Unhand her” a group of gentleman bugs wielding sticks quickly approached and assailed the cadbeetles.


“Have at you!” said one of the gentlemen bugs as it whacked a cad off the birdling.
They whacked and smacked the cadbeetles into a hasty retreat, flying deeper into the inkwoods.

The birdling scooped the gentlemen bugs up into her arms.


“Mah heros!” the birdling said as she cuddled them into her feathery bosom
A very hearty “I SAY!” could be heard from the gentlemen bugs








One of the Vanar that originally sang the world into existence, accidentally sneeze at it.
Sneeze, cause numerous chunks of the world all over the globe to rip themselves off the ground and levitate above it. Some chunks, be small, others, as large as mediocre islands. Some, float just above the ground, other hover so high, they look like mere specks in the sky. Some that came off of the ocean floor, come to the surface, where they look like real islands, while some hove below the surface in the depths. Leave behind craters below, some of which end up filled with water to form lakes.

Earlier in the halls of Aiu. The vanar sung the song of creation, like they have done many times before.
Each group sung the a melody based on the theme Aiu gave them.
During this singing, one of the vanar sneezed!


“AHKCOO!”

Shocked and Embarrassed, the vanar looked around.
The other vanar were too engrossed in the melody to notice.
The vanar continued singing like nothing had happened.

“Probably won't affect anything” thought the vanar



The terra cube then glowed and shook.
A sound of a loud thunderclap could be heard but almost like a spoken word.
“AHKCOO!”



The land mass around the cube started to lift up into the air.
The water filling in the massive hole left behind. Small parts, broke apart from the floating landmass and ascended further into the sky.




The Slixen (sing. "slix"), appear on one of the larger, rather low flying chunks.
These creatures resemble a cross between anthropomorphic vixens and giant slugs. Be rather large, about one and a half times taller as the gentlemenbug, and far longer. Resemble vixens from above the waist, with the only difference being that they have two pairs of arms, of which the top pair ends with nimble 4-fingered hands used for fine work, and the bottom pair ends with larger 3-fingered hands, used mostly for lifting and carrying things. Eyes are immobile in their sockets, but those sockets are an the tip of short, but highly mobile eye stalks. Below the waist, look like giant slugs. Colour can range from reds, browns and light greens for the fur, while the slug parts tend to be yellow, brown or somewhat green. Like real slugs, be hermaphrodites. Also, like real slugs, move around using their own secreted slime. Top speed, be a bit faster that an average walking speed for a same-sized biped, but not by much. Have no fear of windsharks due to your very unpleasant tasting slime.
Culturally, they are philosophical, mystical, introverted, and posses a common (but not universal) strong dislike for the "pounding creatures" (meaning anything that moves on legs). They spend most of their time engaged in philosophy, observing the ground and farming.
One of their superstitions is, that crossing another's slime trail before it dries up brings them misfortune.

On the floating island, slithering entities emerge from the mountain caves, leaving a trail of glistening slime behind them. The slixen looked out from their dark cave and saw the glowing terra cube.



A hermaphrodite race mix of mammal and gastropod. Bearing two slender pair of arms and two bulky masculine arms below them. The head is vulpine with stalked eye pods. The top body is a female vulpine and the lower part of a gastropod, the top of it covered in fur. The foot is pink and secretes a lubricating substance making it easy to move and leave a trail for others to follow, however they never cross over trails, maybe out of politeness or superstition.

Bewitched by the glow of the cube, they congregated by it, every slixen touching the cube.
As if they were struck with inspiration, they began building the foundation of what would be their kingdom around the cube.
The caves had many sharp stones for use as tools in which they used to build their first homes.


Then they mined and shaped stone from the caves, rich in marble and gems, building a white palace fitting for their perceived stature.


They began domesticating the plants and built fields of greens, wheat and textile crops.
Aqueducts bringing water from the mountains that never seem to stop.
Tamed giant bugs and harvesting silk, which they weaved white raiment from.


Inside the white palace the slixens wrote words, made art and fine crafted things of beauty from stone, gems and later gold, silver.
Arguments in philosophy and beliefs echoed through out its white halls

They wrote books of everything they found and explored.
In which, they ventured the all over the island. Seeking more things to study. Plants, animals, things strange and unamed

Finally they focused their attention on the world below with the aid of a telescope made of quartz.
They observed the activity below.
They did not like what they saw.

Brutish og-rogs who seem to be harassing the merfolk cove, the grass octopus leaping and attacking a pack of armed jackotaurs and the wood bores, way too many of them, destroying miles of forest.

Things did not improve from here.
Suddenly something big obscured the slixens view through the telescope.
She looked with her other eye and saw a windshark quickly approaching.


The expedition group was attacked by a pack of windsharks.
Big ones!

The windsharks did not like the taste of slixen flesh.
Hacking and spatting out bloody chucks
Disinterested in eating them, the windsharks flew to other parts of the island causing havoc.

The surviving expedition members returned as quick as they could to the palace.


The rampaging windsharks bought their home into ruin. only the palace held against their onslaught. Several slixens were injured or killed from fighting back.
The windsharks had eaten the domesticated bugs and tore into the homes searching for things to consume.

Once sated they sharks flew into the mountains.

During this lapse from the carnage, the slixens hastily made crude weapons, which aesthetically displeased them but they had to hurry, in fear the windsharks will return.

Return they did a day later.

Many died from the mauling attacks of the windsharks, but the slixens endured and won with spear, bow and nets. the windsharks were all fought off and exterminated.



They made trophies out of their bones and hides from the windsharks.
Their carcass were studied, researching this new threat before using them as fertillizer.

New weapons were made of better craft and materials mined from the mountains.
They rebuilt their homes, trained everyone the use of spear and bow.
Taught how to kill windsharks and theory combat practice against the races from below.

This experience with the windsharks and the observation reports of below has coloured all beneath them as barbaric and uncivilised

The slixens discussed what should be done? should they descend below and explore? Bring civilisation to them?

Eventually the slixens had concluded that the world below was far too uncivilized and violent.

No slixen will ever go down below and nothing should come above.

This isolation policy was made and became part of their culture
Observation was to continue for study and research.



Around the island, the slixen built walls with mounted ballistas and patrolled them for windsharks or other things yet to be seen.

The slixen concentrated on their craft and art. They thought nothing more of the world below for now.

The ent should be androgynous of course, and reproduce by pollination with the kind assistance of some flying insect. The gentlemenbug are far too polite to do anything this lewd; the ent will be pollinated by a lecherous cadbeetle.

I vote that the ent should be hermaphroditic, as many plants are. Ent fruit, turn out to be highly attractive to the jackalotaurs (which then act as surrogate parents, as the ent seeds sprout in their stomachs. Then they have an instinctual urge to return to the ent just before the growing entling grows too much for their small bodies to handle. Actual birth, be very messy, though the jackalotaurs reproduce fast enough on their own, so that "ent surrogacy" doesn't impact their numbers much.)

To be continued (The white ent)