If you haven’t noticed, I haven’t been posting during most of the general school week (Monday through Thursday). This is because of the large amount of homework load I have from class this semester. As my last year of college, I need to focus on this.
This means the nuzlocke comes second, along with everything else.
I am doing my best to post during weekends. If need be, I may gather food and holiday items off-record during school days so that my lair doesn’t drastically die before I have to go into a Coliseum…and so I don’t miss out on awesome holiday stuff. Weekly Reports are suspended for now as I just don’t have time. Sorry.
So yeah, that’s our tentative game plan. Let’s see how else my life screws it up.
The ones that didn’t make it today:
RIP poor babies…
Look who I’m late to record the growing up of!
This cute boy! Yes, I am!
Look who grew up!
And look who’s still growing!
And look, we get to finally hatch this nest! Yay!
First is Myalgia…from fibromyalgia…
Then we have Tizi…from necrotizing…
Last is Plasm…from neoplasm…
Now to see who lives and who dies!
Myalgia is dead, GDI.
And Tizi is dead too. Ugh…
Hey, we get to keep Plasm! Yay!
Also, new SafeZone nest! Late but better than never!
Obviously, I needed the food this time…as usual…
More dress-up time~!
And more writing! This will be done Sunday-ish because I’ll be gone tomorrow and it’s too late right now to do it. I need sleep…
Another of Safe’s children had died today.
After many complications with this nest, only one of the two hatchlings lived–a little cherry Mirror named Lis. Her Guardian brother, Ignious, died moments after breaking free of his egg. Zone had taken the body to bury it, leaving Safe to care for her new daughter.
It was disgusting, how used to this they all were. Death was viewed with indifference. The living were dutifully cared for while the dead were swiftly buried. This was their routine now.
Even hatchlings no longer stayed innocent to such scenes.
Lupus, a young blue Spiral found in the wastes, watched Zone carry Ignious’ limp form away. The tiny hatchling, nearly grown, huddled close to Parkin. The albino Snapper, a fellow orphan who had grown days ago, watched the scene indifferently before nudging Lupus away to give Safe space.
Death was simply part of life now. They could not argue or evade it. They had to accept it.
Safe nuzzled her daughter gently, heart soaring with every hungry squeak that broke through those tiny jaws. In two more days, she would bear another nest. Until then, Lis would command her full attention.
Because of the complications of this nest, Lis was very late to be born. While Safe cared for her next nest, the newborn would be surrendered to her oldest daughter Chemi to care for. Chemi had ached for another nest of her own. Caring for Lis should pacify her.
Safe just hoped Lis survived and was happy. That was all she wanted.
At least one lived this time:
Hang in there, sweetie!