Re: LAST. THING. STANDING. [S!1][OPEN FOR SUBMISSION]
11-24-2011, 04:31 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by ~ATH.
Agh oh god reserve.
EDIT:
Username: ~ATH
Name: Ana
Gender: Technically both, but identifies as female.
Species: Sapient Seed
Associated Color: Persian blue
Weapons/Abilities: She is a plant imbued with life and sapience by a life mage and a plant mage, as well as the personality of the life mage's wife. His wife was a very kind woman who wasn't capable of harming a fly. However, she was also very vain, and she would spend all day making herself look good. Ana does not have her memories. She only has her own memories as a plant. In her most basic forme, she is a seed. When she is a seed, she cannot do anything. She is only conscious of herself, and the only thing she is capable of doing is thinking. However, when she is planted, she can grow into a basic plant with a single flower with a face in it. This face is capable of seeing, hearing, talking, and making facial expressions. She is self-pollinating, and can easily produce seeds on her own. She can grow a wide variety of seeds, ranging from sapling seeds to vine seeds. She can only produce up to about 12 seeds at a time, but these seeds can then grow in another plant that has around the same capabilities as herself. She can also change these plants slightly, by changing the seeds themselves. So far, she has proven herself capable of growing many flowers with strange powers, such as exploding or producing massive amounts of water. As long as the roots are connected, she can maintain consciousness over all of her plants. If a plant becomes disconnected form herself, it becomes just a plant. It can still grow pretty fast, and have the same powers it would, but it is no longer under Ana's control. Essentially, it has the same base instincts (?) of a plant. Ana can revert back to a seed at any time, she just has to pour all her consciousness into one seed as soon as it falls off the plant. However, once she does this, all the plants that she was in dies.
Description: In her most basic forme, she is a seed. The seed is nondescript, uniform, beige. It is around the size and shape of a pumpkin seed. As soon as she is planted, she can grow in whichever way she wants to grow, at anywhere between an inch to a foot a second. Her neutral form is a flowering plant with only one flower, and the flower resembles a deep blue stargazer lily, however, it has a small face in the middle. The face is that of a beautiful human woman, and it is made with yellow flower petals. Using this, she can see, talk, make facial expressions, and bond with humans. The flower-face is around 3 inches wide. This forme is known as Standard Forme, and it is around 2 feet tall.She does not really need leaves to harness energy, being naturally imbued with a massive amount of life energy. As such, she will only use them if she gets worn out from battling, or for aesthetic reasons. Her looks are never static, as she enjoys changing herself. She inherited the life mage's wife's vanity.
Biography:
...
...
...
Nothingness.
And then, suddenly, she could see.
The first thing she saw was a face. Handsome, short-cropped hair and beard, deep blue eyes. Something stirred deep within her, but she knew not what it was. The face's lips moved, a deep voice reverbrated throughout the air, reached her ear-like orifices, and she heard it. She could only barely understand what he said. Her mind was nothing but a blur, she could not remember who she was, what she was doing here, who this man was, but somehow, she knew what he said. "Can you hear me?"
Her first instinct, when reacting with a situation like this was to respond with a very small, weak, "Where am I? Who am I?" Suddenly, the face, the only thing she had ever known, moved away. She could hear voices, but they were louder than before, and they were not saying anything in particular. The scene unfolded before her eyes, and she was overwhelmed with the amount of new sights. Below her, she could see a dirty wooden table surface. To her left, a musty old window let in a minimum amount of light. The door next to it was also dirty and wooden. On her right was about the same, but no door. The wall in front of her also had a window, but it was cleaner than the others, and she could see outside. All around the room she was in, plants grew everywhere. All different sorts of plants. The windows made the room seem warm, and it was bright and sunny outside. In the room however, two figures were dancing, and celebrating. She made the deduction that these unusual voices were, in fact, the sounds of jubilation. They were whooping in joy. Was she really this important? She still had no idea who she was.
She tried turning her head around unconsciously, but found that she couldn't. Now that she thought about it, she couldn't move at all, except for her face! She was pretty sure that she could move, she could feel a faint connection to her ... muscles? So if she couldn't move them, that means... Oh! She must have been paralyzed. Ah, this explains why the men were so happy to see her awake. Still, it was a bit weird. Why couldn't she remember anything? All that she knew was that she was an ordinary woman. Wait... was she? She couldn't even be sure of that much. She brought her attention back to the men, and thought that saying something was a good thing to do now. "Um... Who am I?"
The men stopped dancing and and their faces were brought close to her again. That odd feeling stirred up again. The first man she saw was on the left, but on the right was another man. This one was younger, but he definitely looked a bit more sallow. Unhealthy, almost. Then Man 1's lips moved again. It moved rapidly, and the sounds all rushed by her, with her understanding none of them. She closed her eyes. The sounds stopped. She opened them again. This time, the sounds were much slower, and she could understand them.
"Your name is Ana."
Name? What is that? ... Ana... That sounds like... me?
She didn't know why, but she knew that she was Ana.
"Ana."
"Yes, yes! Ana... See those plants?"
He indicated to them, to make sure that Ana understood what he was talking about.
"Plants."
"Yes, plants. You are a plant. You are one of them."
?!
One of them? But... they looked so... dead. No, not dead. Not moving, but alive.
She was not moving, and alive.
"You are alive, Ana. You can talk."
"Talk?"
"That's talking, what you just did. You see, Ana, you are different from these plants. You are like me. You can think."
Thinking... so plants can't think? Sounds like a horrible fate.
----------
She watched. She saw her newest seed drop down to the earth, take root, and grow. Suddenly, she could see herself. And she also saw herself. She had suddenly grown more eyes. But she was used to this. She had regrown herself many times over the course of her first week, she had to learn how to see through many different eyes and interpret it as one picture. For some reason, she was not accustomed to this. She could see with two eyes, she could talk, she could even describe the scene she first saw when she awoke, but this was new. But this was the first time this had happened. Through her first pair of eyes, she saw... herself, yes, but not quite. Her other flower's petals were ruby red.
"Change. Making yourself different. This is something all living beings can do, but you can do it much faster, like you can grow faster."
She could change? Make herself look different? She was eager to keep trying this. She looked at a sunflower, and focused her thoughts on it. Then, out of her seed-pod, a seed grew. This seed was different, she could see from her second pair of eyes. That seed dropped down, and grew. It grew and grew, until it was much taller than herself. Then she could... feel it. She couldn't see through that flower, but she knew that flower was a part of herself. But it was so different. The sun's rays felt... different. This flower was yellow, with a large cluster of seeds in the center. And then, slowly, she felt herself moving. The new flower was moving! She moved it to the sun, and suddenly felt a huge amount of energy!
"Whoa..."
"...Amazing! I would never have thought that this was possible!"
"Ana can change herself into different formes?"
The two mages were discussing her latest development fervently. She was content to just sit there and bask in the newfound embrace of the sun.
----------
"Okay, go!"
Around a hundred feet in front of her was a huge warhound, around 6' tall. It ran towards her, barking and growling. It's teeth were huge, and it's maw was dribbling. It was a very threatening sight, and it would have been scary, but Ana had dealt with creatures like this before, so she knew what to do. She produced 6 thistle seeds, and 6 snapdragon seeds. The thistle seeds she threw out. They immediately grew in a low thistle wall, right as the hound stepped on it. The hound yelped, and jumped about 10 feet in the air. She used this chance to make the snapdragons grow where the hound was about to land. Her snapdragons were specially bred to have exploding pods, 3 per plant, each the force of a cherry bomb. The flowers grew in a circle, and the hound couldn't dodge them as it was falling right in the center. Deftly, she grew 3 more seeds, and planted them right in front of her. They were vines, and they could grow fast. The bunch of snapdragons exploded, and the vines immediately grew towards the hound, and wrapped it so tightly it couldnt move.
"Well done. You really are getting better Ana."
This was the result of a month's worth of training, and experimentation. She couldn't remember the time it stopped being enjoyable for her. She could remember the joy of living, though, that moment when she felt truly connected with the world. But that was all false. She was nothing but an experiment, after all. These mages created her just so she could be studied and trained. She no longer felt that warm and fuzzy feeling she had upon seeing the life mage's face. Now all she felt was apathy with a hint of hatred. All she wanted to do was live. Just... live without any worries.
She had considered escaping, but the entire garden where she had lived her whole life was walled, and outside was a huge desert where no plants could grow. She was doomed, wasn't she? Doomed to a life of being studied. She turned in a sunflower, and looked up at the sky, basking in its warmth. If this is my life, then so be it. She produced one last seed. This seed was exactly like her first seed, nondescript, yet full of potential. The seed slowly dropped down onto the earth, and she willed it to not grow. It was already lost amongst the dozens of failed seeds she had produced, the children that would never prosper. She became one of them, and cut loose all her consciousness with the sunflower.
----------
...
Nothingness again.
Was this what she started as, a lone wisp of consciousness in a huge blank space?
It feels so lonely, yet so warm.
This must be my home.
Finally, I can sleep.
...
----------
And the mages never saw her again, even after replanting all the seeds.
Agh oh god reserve.
EDIT:
Username: ~ATH
Name: Ana
Gender: Technically both, but identifies as female.
Species: Sapient Seed
Associated Color: Persian blue
Weapons/Abilities: She is a plant imbued with life and sapience by a life mage and a plant mage, as well as the personality of the life mage's wife. His wife was a very kind woman who wasn't capable of harming a fly. However, she was also very vain, and she would spend all day making herself look good. Ana does not have her memories. She only has her own memories as a plant. In her most basic forme, she is a seed. When she is a seed, she cannot do anything. She is only conscious of herself, and the only thing she is capable of doing is thinking. However, when she is planted, she can grow into a basic plant with a single flower with a face in it. This face is capable of seeing, hearing, talking, and making facial expressions. She is self-pollinating, and can easily produce seeds on her own. She can grow a wide variety of seeds, ranging from sapling seeds to vine seeds. She can only produce up to about 12 seeds at a time, but these seeds can then grow in another plant that has around the same capabilities as herself. She can also change these plants slightly, by changing the seeds themselves. So far, she has proven herself capable of growing many flowers with strange powers, such as exploding or producing massive amounts of water. As long as the roots are connected, she can maintain consciousness over all of her plants. If a plant becomes disconnected form herself, it becomes just a plant. It can still grow pretty fast, and have the same powers it would, but it is no longer under Ana's control. Essentially, it has the same base instincts (?) of a plant. Ana can revert back to a seed at any time, she just has to pour all her consciousness into one seed as soon as it falls off the plant. However, once she does this, all the plants that she was in dies.
Description: In her most basic forme, she is a seed. The seed is nondescript, uniform, beige. It is around the size and shape of a pumpkin seed. As soon as she is planted, she can grow in whichever way she wants to grow, at anywhere between an inch to a foot a second. Her neutral form is a flowering plant with only one flower, and the flower resembles a deep blue stargazer lily, however, it has a small face in the middle. The face is that of a beautiful human woman, and it is made with yellow flower petals. Using this, she can see, talk, make facial expressions, and bond with humans. The flower-face is around 3 inches wide. This forme is known as Standard Forme, and it is around 2 feet tall.She does not really need leaves to harness energy, being naturally imbued with a massive amount of life energy. As such, she will only use them if she gets worn out from battling, or for aesthetic reasons. Her looks are never static, as she enjoys changing herself. She inherited the life mage's wife's vanity.
Biography:
...
...
...
Nothingness.
And then, suddenly, she could see.
The first thing she saw was a face. Handsome, short-cropped hair and beard, deep blue eyes. Something stirred deep within her, but she knew not what it was. The face's lips moved, a deep voice reverbrated throughout the air, reached her ear-like orifices, and she heard it. She could only barely understand what he said. Her mind was nothing but a blur, she could not remember who she was, what she was doing here, who this man was, but somehow, she knew what he said. "Can you hear me?"
Her first instinct, when reacting with a situation like this was to respond with a very small, weak, "Where am I? Who am I?" Suddenly, the face, the only thing she had ever known, moved away. She could hear voices, but they were louder than before, and they were not saying anything in particular. The scene unfolded before her eyes, and she was overwhelmed with the amount of new sights. Below her, she could see a dirty wooden table surface. To her left, a musty old window let in a minimum amount of light. The door next to it was also dirty and wooden. On her right was about the same, but no door. The wall in front of her also had a window, but it was cleaner than the others, and she could see outside. All around the room she was in, plants grew everywhere. All different sorts of plants. The windows made the room seem warm, and it was bright and sunny outside. In the room however, two figures were dancing, and celebrating. She made the deduction that these unusual voices were, in fact, the sounds of jubilation. They were whooping in joy. Was she really this important? She still had no idea who she was.
She tried turning her head around unconsciously, but found that she couldn't. Now that she thought about it, she couldn't move at all, except for her face! She was pretty sure that she could move, she could feel a faint connection to her ... muscles? So if she couldn't move them, that means... Oh! She must have been paralyzed. Ah, this explains why the men were so happy to see her awake. Still, it was a bit weird. Why couldn't she remember anything? All that she knew was that she was an ordinary woman. Wait... was she? She couldn't even be sure of that much. She brought her attention back to the men, and thought that saying something was a good thing to do now. "Um... Who am I?"
The men stopped dancing and and their faces were brought close to her again. That odd feeling stirred up again. The first man she saw was on the left, but on the right was another man. This one was younger, but he definitely looked a bit more sallow. Unhealthy, almost. Then Man 1's lips moved again. It moved rapidly, and the sounds all rushed by her, with her understanding none of them. She closed her eyes. The sounds stopped. She opened them again. This time, the sounds were much slower, and she could understand them.
"Your name is Ana."
Name? What is that? ... Ana... That sounds like... me?
She didn't know why, but she knew that she was Ana.
"Ana."
"Yes, yes! Ana... See those plants?"
He indicated to them, to make sure that Ana understood what he was talking about.
"Plants."
"Yes, plants. You are a plant. You are one of them."
?!
One of them? But... they looked so... dead. No, not dead. Not moving, but alive.
She was not moving, and alive.
"You are alive, Ana. You can talk."
"Talk?"
"That's talking, what you just did. You see, Ana, you are different from these plants. You are like me. You can think."
Thinking... so plants can't think? Sounds like a horrible fate.
----------
She watched. She saw her newest seed drop down to the earth, take root, and grow. Suddenly, she could see herself. And she also saw herself. She had suddenly grown more eyes. But she was used to this. She had regrown herself many times over the course of her first week, she had to learn how to see through many different eyes and interpret it as one picture. For some reason, she was not accustomed to this. She could see with two eyes, she could talk, she could even describe the scene she first saw when she awoke, but this was new. But this was the first time this had happened. Through her first pair of eyes, she saw... herself, yes, but not quite. Her other flower's petals were ruby red.
"Change. Making yourself different. This is something all living beings can do, but you can do it much faster, like you can grow faster."
She could change? Make herself look different? She was eager to keep trying this. She looked at a sunflower, and focused her thoughts on it. Then, out of her seed-pod, a seed grew. This seed was different, she could see from her second pair of eyes. That seed dropped down, and grew. It grew and grew, until it was much taller than herself. Then she could... feel it. She couldn't see through that flower, but she knew that flower was a part of herself. But it was so different. The sun's rays felt... different. This flower was yellow, with a large cluster of seeds in the center. And then, slowly, she felt herself moving. The new flower was moving! She moved it to the sun, and suddenly felt a huge amount of energy!
"Whoa..."
"...Amazing! I would never have thought that this was possible!"
"Ana can change herself into different formes?"
The two mages were discussing her latest development fervently. She was content to just sit there and bask in the newfound embrace of the sun.
----------
"Okay, go!"
Around a hundred feet in front of her was a huge warhound, around 6' tall. It ran towards her, barking and growling. It's teeth were huge, and it's maw was dribbling. It was a very threatening sight, and it would have been scary, but Ana had dealt with creatures like this before, so she knew what to do. She produced 6 thistle seeds, and 6 snapdragon seeds. The thistle seeds she threw out. They immediately grew in a low thistle wall, right as the hound stepped on it. The hound yelped, and jumped about 10 feet in the air. She used this chance to make the snapdragons grow where the hound was about to land. Her snapdragons were specially bred to have exploding pods, 3 per plant, each the force of a cherry bomb. The flowers grew in a circle, and the hound couldn't dodge them as it was falling right in the center. Deftly, she grew 3 more seeds, and planted them right in front of her. They were vines, and they could grow fast. The bunch of snapdragons exploded, and the vines immediately grew towards the hound, and wrapped it so tightly it couldnt move.
"Well done. You really are getting better Ana."
This was the result of a month's worth of training, and experimentation. She couldn't remember the time it stopped being enjoyable for her. She could remember the joy of living, though, that moment when she felt truly connected with the world. But that was all false. She was nothing but an experiment, after all. These mages created her just so she could be studied and trained. She no longer felt that warm and fuzzy feeling she had upon seeing the life mage's face. Now all she felt was apathy with a hint of hatred. All she wanted to do was live. Just... live without any worries.
She had considered escaping, but the entire garden where she had lived her whole life was walled, and outside was a huge desert where no plants could grow. She was doomed, wasn't she? Doomed to a life of being studied. She turned in a sunflower, and looked up at the sky, basking in its warmth. If this is my life, then so be it. She produced one last seed. This seed was exactly like her first seed, nondescript, yet full of potential. The seed slowly dropped down onto the earth, and she willed it to not grow. It was already lost amongst the dozens of failed seeds she had produced, the children that would never prosper. She became one of them, and cut loose all her consciousness with the sunflower.
----------
...
Nothingness again.
Was this what she started as, a lone wisp of consciousness in a huge blank space?
It feels so lonely, yet so warm.
This must be my home.
Finally, I can sleep.
...
----------
And the mages never saw her again, even after replanting all the seeds.
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