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Post by Nen on Aug 15, 2023 0:23:03 GMT -6
Small rocks flowed in a halo circling around her when she she felt her focus could expand she added more rings she was up to three as they orbited in various rotations. Never touching one another they stayed in their current of magic. She sat on the tongue of her GMS with the head lifted high.
She had a lot to think about these days she really tried to keep those thoughts quiet. Oddly enough the noise of the world she governs helps but the peace she has along side that noise which she aims to focus her energies on her task. The flow of her Earthen element is in check and her aim is to keep this calm no matter what she would be presented with. The tuffles would enforce their powers as the tide of the universe would be shifting. It was not entirely clear to her what all was happening but she had champions here who she felt would see that lives would be spared.
Oh how she hoped Mortals like Kafra, Zero, and Agari were both going to stay on the path of good and think about what is best for others and the worlds. Maybe her touch upon them would be fate and maybe it was a will and an answer that had yet made a known question.
This was the world she was tasked with guarding and she is going to become what it needs with time, patience, and discipline.
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Post by Nen on Aug 22, 2023 4:51:15 GMT -6
She would be keeping some stones balanced on small spinning sand pillars. They’d spin both themselves on a point and balanced the rock atop them. They each danced before Nen as she gently urged. Keeping them spinning on their points, keeping the stone on top balanced.
She liked getting creative with these difference focus methods. It exercises different angles on her magic and she felt her connection to the element grow.
She felt she could almost become one with the planet itself.
Which is a silly idea she smiled catching herself lose a little focus with the mind wandering to other topics. The open mouth of the GMS where she was had plenty of voices for her to understand just how easy it can be.
The stray thought caused a spinning pillar of sand to collapse with the wave of the hand she brought it back up while keeping the others in focus. It would take some great care to keep this up.
There was trouble on Myria. Intelligence would have some information but to what caused it or what will become of it will remain a waiting game to determine. Fighting broke out between races. She wondered how their Guardians were doing.
She honestly could use some good advice from certain perspectives. she wouldn’t know what she’d do in such a situation if she should do anything at all.
She will ponder this uncertain question many times in her guardianship already. And it will yet have an answer until for many more to come.
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Post by Nen on Aug 28, 2023 23:29:05 GMT -6
Decided to give her magic a break she would instead study on the periodic tables and more material on the make up of geological matter of Plant. Most things were the same as you found on other planets as far as the oldest know material. Some varieties were indeed different yet they were all influenced by the Planets unique environment.
She would collect samples by drilling a clear tube into the sediment and filling it with the layers of top soil. She might have used a little magic to split stone that she felt prevent her from progressing but otherwise she would have quite a few three feet in length of labelled pillars of dirt. Delicate work for delicate care of one’s Planet. A Guardian’s work is never done.
She didn’t mind the dirt or the dust. Or even the mud and the bugs that would crawl her body. She was aware of the bites and the stings and grew no mind to them thanks to her healing abilities.
She would cherish the joy and peace she felt when she was amongst the Terra but she could not stay long where her responsibilities had to take place. She would make sure never to stay away too long for the ones which would walk the rest of the Planet needed just as much attention from her as her studies. To which this was how she kept to her schedule and made continued progress with diligence and discipline.
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Post by Nen on Sept 5, 2023 21:28:49 GMT -6
From where she sat lines drew themselves in the sand. She would test the reach of her magic and like a sand garden her concentration drew those delicate lines one after another almost as if it ripples from a fine tooth rake. One line at a time parallel to the last. They curved like wind and waves, whatever inspired her pace. She would expand her reach across the beach and view her details with the sweat on her brow.
If she messed up she might have had to redo a few lines before even getting back on track. Before long she wouldn’t really even be able to physically see the finer details so she had to close her eyes and attune to the nature of her chosen magic. Her reach could be viewed in the pathways she created. She didn’t see with her eyes after so long. She only saw with her magic.
The world danced in colors with her aura weaving with it. Welcoming it she began to see within it every detail. Somethings living and dead which were buried. Something changed in her course and she focused deeper.
In better inspiration she took a sash from her waist and wrapped her physical gaze. Even if she was blind she would attune her magic to feel and bring to her mind the vision of the world painted in the colors of magic. Not just her own but the magic energies of the world.
She saw every curve she painted and every decapod in the sand. Even the buried nest of soft shelled eggs that lay dormant until the time was right. Fossils that time would leave in history.
And right below her she saw something. With a raised hand she would shift the sand to unbury the object that she saw and it revealed to be a large and glistening conch. She did not see its beauty with her eyes she saw it for the magic it would hold. She practically saw its soul. A wonderful creation of nature full of life and magic.
It was more than sensing one’s presence it was deeper. It was pure.
Nen learns: true sense.
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Post by Nen on Sept 12, 2023 3:19:15 GMT -6
Another day and another watchful eye on her Planet while she had her bare feet feeling a bit gritty. While inside the GMS she would look around and see it.
Collecting in corners and in smudges around her plush carpet.
Oh the sand from the beach was creating a new obstacle in her day to day.
Today was cleaning day.
And with some moments to build up her magic she telekinetically opened the doors and windows with the wave of a hand. She got in a wide stance with her feet one in front of the other a sturdy focused stance one she liked to start off with her Aikido practices. She felt the energy flow into her body a bit stronger. She didn’t want the rest of the GMS to be disturbed while she got the dust and dirt began to lift from the floor and higher surfaces. She would hold two fingers forward as if ready to conduct a routine. A few more calming breaths and the air filled with the dust she was lifting. Her affinity for the Earthen elements would come even at the finest specs of dirt. The Regolith would respond to her power with vigor. And she began to spin the fine particles that belonged to nature to collect their presence.
They would orbit from all over the GMS to the center of her livingroom area. Even from her bedroom/control room and the closets she utilized her space from.
It collected in a ball of sand and dust bunnies and she would separate it into a couple of different parts and made actual bunny shapes from them. She smiled and giggled before sending them to “Hop” outside where they belonged. Leaving her GMS without a spec of dust to be seen or felt.
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Post by Nen on Sept 21, 2023 19:40:26 GMT -6
Nen can only laugh off or brush off so many actions to what Mortals do.
When bad things happen as she watches…
Sometimes she grows a bit of disappointment… maybe a bit more than just..
Papers in her hand crinkle as she grips them tight. The sound refocuses her attention to what she was organizing.
What was she just thinking?
A fingertips came to her lips she backtracked her thoughts and realize the danger she almost let slip.
She picked up her tea and took a sip realized it has grown cold and bitter.
Her nose scrunched a bit… disappointed.
She leaned back from being slouched over and rubbed her eyes with a pair of fingers.
“Ah… maybe I need some sleep.” She said with a rasp to her voice.
But she didn’t move she pondered this thought. She felt there was no sense in ignoring it to imagine it didn’t exist.
Suffering…
Mortals suffered from a great many things. Enough suffering and they act out eventually. The consequences of their actions is but a thread in fate.
Sometimes it cuts the thread too short. A very important life with hopes and dreams would be barred from the gift. A sun like that doesn’t just hurt one soul it at least hurts two. But then it hurts and causes countless further suffering.
No, she didn’t Hate them for their actions. She did feel hate that the Mortals were left so imperfect.
She often said it was impressive they fumbled around barely knowing how to walk or talk or even think for themselves even this can continue well into their adulthood without nurturing.
She was always so happy she would see so many of them do it on their own. To see so many overcome all obstacles no matter how hard. It filled her with a sense of pride and Joy.
That was the truth…
It was also true that sometimes the Disappointment can turn to anger and anger into something darker.
She couldn’t say it… not even in her mind. The very idea that she could bring herself to Hate Mortals even for a second… was scary.
“Hm…” she was going to ponder out loud. Viewing the world she Guards she would have it in her mind for a while but maybe she hadn’t really understood what it was. “I’m like a mother to a bunch of children… a new mother who has no idea how to raise children.”
She chuckled. “So I’ll never hate them even if they do hateful things. The gift of life… they all deserve the chance.”
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Post by Nen on Sept 26, 2023 0:25:49 GMT -6
With her recent intrusive thought she would turn to her old study notes. She would read over them and remember each chapter of her life in the time she spent learning how to be a Guardian.
She was one amongst a handful of other Kaioshin born from both Red and Golden apples. The few in the heavenly realm that instructed were wise and experienced ancient Kaioshin who were able to retire and pass on their duties to another.
Nen was good and close with a particular Red Apple Kaioshin the round and cheeky fellow was incredibly shy Nen tried their best to make them comfortable and they both found an interest in Mortal music. It went from up beat dance tunes with fast drums and light winds and developed into a genre of Pop as the ages passed. She particularly enjoyed the happy and romantic lyrics while their friend enjoyed the dynamic vocals and epic crescendos that paired with them.
Nen liked to sing but their friend had the true vocal talent. Their music could have inspired the Earthling genre of opera. She was almost certain the heavens shook and the mortals below heard it when they opened their mouth.
Not long ago actually that friend became a Guardian in another corner of the universe and she would pray for their wellbeing.
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Post by Nen on Oct 3, 2023 18:55:00 GMT -6
“Now what am I going to do with this.” She sees a horrible accident taking over a large area she had changed into her swim wraps and would hover over the ocean area where a large net would cover a massive reef. It trapped a great portion of the sea life and was causing some damage. She would have to take care of delicate things as she would remove it.
She didn’t want to use her sand or Stone abilities much to prevent further distress on the ecosystem in this area. Even the coral was a living organism she had to be mindful of.
Her oath to herself to not harm mortal lives was going to come with no exemptions. Even for the sake of helping a life she will not cause it hurt. Well this was the idea.
She would fall and break the chill and salty surface of the water, letting gravity take her she can see the area for herself. From her GMS it was not easy to watch their suffering she felt better being present. She knew she could help.
Her head bobbed at the waters surface as she looked below the water to get a better idea of what the situation looked like.
There was an unexpected problem however. The riot and mess disrupted the entire operation debris and sand would be kicked up by the invasive net and distressed lives in it. She would begin a shallow dive to try and unhook parts of the net.
She was experiencing the new sensation that under the waves still felt the pull of them. She had to be careful of that… and running out of breath.
She made a ring of stone she manipulated to do as she needed some bunched up net would be gathered and she would curl it to condense into the stone loop. It was heavy enough that she could sit it down and it will stay in place.
At some point she would hoist it over her shoulder and the terrible feeling of it scrapped her back but it didn’t feel as heavy as it might should have. Perhaps she made a small note that she was getting a bit stronger. Maybe she can be getting closer to her more desired self.
Anything to better protect the lives of Plant.
She would use delicate hands when the net became snagged. It was all about patience and care in this situation. Her biggest hindrance was the fact she had to come up for air and the fact her eyes burned from the sand and salt. She was beginning to struggle after a while. She could only limit the air flow from her body for so much. This was a huge net big enough to rope in whole schools of fish.
She finally found where it was broken from the ship that housed it before it’s current destination. Old and unkept equipment caused such a careless mistake. She shook her head thinking of the unfortunate consequences that came of laziness, maybe lack of resources, or maybe it was lack of time. She would not be certain if it nor would it matter now.
She didn’t quit and even with some fearful and pissy creatures that occasionally came to her she would endure with out endangering them.
When she was done she felt it, no doubt. With a pile of industrial sized net draping her back she would bring it to the shore and her knees would feel rather weak as well as her arms. She fell to the wet sands of the beach and decided to rest there a little while. The new scratches and bruises that she felt on her back burned a bit from the ache and the salt that seeped in them.
She was dizzy from the limited air supply she was forced to endure.
“I… should have… thought to make or invest… a bunch of gear for things like this.” Some scuba equipment would have worked wonders on this particular occasion. She will make note of this for next time
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Post by Nen on Oct 10, 2023 15:06:33 GMT -6
She felt the effects of her previous excursion. She rolled her shoulders and grunted the ache she felt with those sore muscles.
“I said it once and I’ll say it again…” she shrugged. “What am I going to do with you?”
She would speak and look down at the gross net that wrecked havoc on the shallows of the reef.
She had an idea. It was huge and way more than what she could use. It would take up too much room in her confined space.
For starters she would raise her finger and direct sand to straighten it after she would use the sand to pull out all the grime and gross that was on it. She would drag it back to the ocean to get rinsed off. After she would drape it over the GMS to dry.
That took a whole day in the sun which gave her time to rest. By rest she actually simply got to sit and study as well as creat a plan for a cute design. Something she would maybe share with the mortals when they are completed. She hopes it can bring a little magic in their day’s full of technology.
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Post by Nen on Oct 16, 2023 23:20:32 GMT -6
From the ground came up a structure Nen chose to cut out and shape to fit her needs she prepared a fire the oven she made was prepared to get royally hot and Ben was going to try her hand at making some Glass. She made a few tools with her neat little charm to keep the process going smoother but she was basically going to Stone Age some spherical glass pieces for her nets.
In method she knew what she was doing in practice… this was a first for her.
Getting all the factors together and in line took some time. The sand she had was plenty and the oven she made went through some adjustments. With the extra glass she would take I apart and recycle it into more practice. She had burn marks on her body and cuts ranging from mild to deep.
Eventually she had one sphere that was up to snuff and firmly created. It won’t shatter easily for certain. And so here she would be with her first artful creation and plenty more to go through. Even the sand she was using was choice sorted from itself with the Magic she commanded.
When she got a hand full of Glass orbs she would create an opening in them. With that she would pour in a bit of sand and some shells from the nature around her. Some common crystals she would form as well. With her net she would wrap them and set them aside eventually she would assume to have made hundreds of these nautical themed orbs. What would she do with them?
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Post by Nen on Nov 11, 2023 16:15:46 GMT -6
From the net she resewn them into sack like shapes and the glass orbs would be situated in them. Inside the glass orbs would be a bed of sand, added with crystals and shells. Various shapes both found and not found in nature but of her own hand.
She spent all night flying and a long night it was for she stayed in the shadows keeping up with a full rotation of Plants solar cycle. More like a long weekend to which she traveled through the most populated areas to drop off these beautiful trinkets for people to find. Something of a gesture to bring this world closer to home. Plant was a world that didn’t originally inhabit these people and worse they shoved the original inhabitants on one of the moons. Time has passed long enough both people barely remember the whole truth.
However she felt that to appreciate such things more she wanted to celebrate in her own way how life continues to flourish. By setting these little reminders of this worlds beauty and that is should be protected and appreciated.
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Post by Nen on Dec 4, 2023 19:36:20 GMT -6
She really needed to focus on what was to come. She heard intelligences speak lightly of something coming. Plant was not wholly unaware of the encroachment of forces and the power the were bringing.
She closed the GMS and silenced the room. She would light some incense which she didn’t normally do but this blend was supposed to have enlightened qualities.
In the center of her hub she would sit and begin to meditate. She steals her resolve on what she must do as a guardian. She remembers all of her studies. She recalls as much as she can in four thousand years her books begin to hum with her power. They have old Ki in them and she can see her own handwriting through them. For days and long after the incense grew cold she would understand that as a guardian she was to protect the planet.
It was a matter of when. But as a whole the urgency rose and she would have to understand her role in all of this and keep the promises she’s made.
Lives will be lost and changes will come.
Parts of her GMS would continue to light up as she trained her magic. She would say prayers and blessings she would see the world and hope every life on this planet will be able to continue in peace. They all worked so hard after losing so much they were just getting back on firm ground. She wanted this planet to remain for them.
It wasn’t easy to ask for everyone to survive. Actually it’s a foolish thing to pray for. Those in their suits understood they were risking everything. Many just had so much to lose. She hoped at the very least they won’t lose their reason for living… for fighting.
She prayed.
That’s all she can do as a guardian.
For the sake of natural Evolution…?
Yes…
And every time her heart remembered this fact it broke a little. But she accepted this duty and she had to take responsibility. She was prepared to do that.
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Post by Nen on Dec 5, 2023 22:55:12 GMT -6
Everything was still for days in the GMS, including Nen. Her breath was still and she was deep in her magic power. She sorted through her spells and saw the words in her mind she would prepare herself for the aftermath. Outcomes planned out in her mind and the strength she will need to face it all will be storing itself to the brim in her body.
No matter what the outcome came to be lives will need to be saved and healed. And the planet will need to be mended however she could.
The amount of damage mortals can cause is catastrophic with the wrong mind, the wrong emotions, and the wrong influences. She was prepared to deal with that easily however she needed to plan for the worst.
She might not do well in face off combat. But she had her own strengths which she must trust in and rely on.
Some might consider she would take up more plant aspects of the element she was in control of. But even messing with the growth of life will be a factor in the natural evolution.
There was one thing she needed to nail down. It was a risk she was taking advantage of until now.
Suddenly she moved and a pair of fingers came forward and up to her fore head. She would see one of the many places of her world and teleport there. Without losing her position she was sitting cross legged in a clearing.
With her fingers remaining where they were she would build magic to teleport again and again. Her yes remained closed as she focused and she would understand the flow of the Magic in this world and let it be her compass. She teleports to the ocean and to the roof of a building. All places she remembered off the top of her head until she found herself back in the GMS. She would lower her fingers and add that to her list of spells.
*Instant teleportation- Nen learned this trick inspired by her fellow Guardian Vo Lang and has tried to use it on occasion to master its power. With this she finally understands what it feels like and how to use this ability effectively.
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Post by Nen on Jan 18, 2024 7:33:30 GMT -6
Nen was alright with creating items but she had been working on one in particular in secret. Granted she was not a very social person to really make anything not secret. But the power she was playing with when put in the wrong hands and careless use can cause calamity levels of deviation.
She kept her scales small and most of all she would create a firm lockdown from within her GMS.
This power was Dimension Manipulation.
The ability to create a pocket dimension that she could use would have a verity of uses and with Magic she felt it was possible.
So with a crystal bracelet she would tune her powers with them. Her earthen ability would resonate and web together a power which caused each one to glow. It rested in the palm of her hands she would direct her magic power to weave between each other giving the energies their feedback until a net of power would correspond as she felt it her energy. She had a puddle of her power glowing as if filling the brim of a glass. Or like a bubble in a ring before a child blows
Which it is as fragile as a bubble. But the next step was to create another force of magic and open it up. To expand the puddle. To create magic pocket. Technically even if she did just that it would mean a bubble in this dimension. Getting to crest a pocket in a controlled magic dimension was a task all in itself.
When one draws from magic they do so from the world around them, of course. The magic itself has its own space between spaces. It flows freely through everything which means she has to feel it pierce and force through at space.
You can puncture a balloon and not pop it. But do it the wrong way and in the wrong spot and suddenly the balloon is in tatters, useless and irreversible.
Nen has a hard time with that for it’s not a steady flow and it’s not a very sound practice. Nonetheless she would persist.
So with the bracelet moving with her telekinesis she would keep it as straight as she could. Her hands now free to do as they need are going to gather more magic from around her and she would create a small twirling needle point of energy. She would make it as small as possible. She would ease it to the Bracelet’s center. It would swirl the magic in time with the needles pace.
She had to keep focus and time with this one if she out paced the twisting magic she was going to make it unbalanced. It will be unstable and if she couldn’t stabilize it then it would
… Pop!
It had time and time again. The bracelet could become shards of projectiles easily and it’s ruined a couple of her tea sets. Even as she mourns them she persists.
She was inspired by how Mojo simply swallows the Dragon Balls but with their wicked energy she worried they’d be too much to handle if he held any more of them. She hopes if he needs he can hid them in this powerful little trinket and they can go undetected and even keep much more secret things within.
It can grow as much as it holds and it can stretch as much as the user needs. The thread is woven by a very stretchy material. She tested it to where she could wear it as a necklace or even a belt and a crown. With the stones that absorb magic as it’s needed fuels the thread with a connection of power. All these preemptive precautions were made to make sure this worked as flexible as it could be.
She felt the magic give and she held her kinetic ability strong as she felt for a strong feeling. She would push magic against magic against magic. From the needle of power to the circle entrance of power forcing it into the magic reality that flows through life on all plains.
The best place to pierce a balloon was in the thickest skin. She needed a strong wave of magic to pass her way. This could take a long time but she timed the energies of this world to a day where they would be relatively stronger than normal. It had to be soon. Her hands would be steady her mind would be steady. She had to get this right. She waited; concentrated and felt for the right moment.
She began to feel her magic drain from long use. She would swallow the growing light headed feeling as best as she could. She would breathe to feed her body as much of its needed oxygen as she could. Her heart was quickening and her lungs demanded more air. She would calm them as much as possible. Sweat fell on her brow, but Nen remained firm.
Then it came.
A strong wave of magic shook her needle and rippled the bubble and she pushed a wave of magic reserve steady. The steadier you blew in a bubble wand the bigger the bubble was and that was the method she used. When her eyes opened her hands felt the breeze. They were inside the bracelet and not out the other side. From between her wrists she saw her aura circling in the powers within. There was a great amount of light flowing out of the space inside. She stretched the bracelet and let more of the light show.
The breeze inside was light and it was obvious to her the power was strong within. She pulled one out and watched it carefully. She pulled the other out even slower. When she did the power stayed.
Nen had done it.
Item creation: Magic bracelet of holding: Being able to hold anything in a pocket magic dimension. It stretches over any object and expands the more it holds. If anything inside of it has a stronger power level than the user wearing it then they can force themselves out. Breaking the pocket and forcing the contents to be pushed out with it.
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