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Turquoisefeather
Level 60
Nature Walker
Joined: 10/15/2014
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Posted: 1/7/2015 at 1:23 AM Post #161
Sure you can join^^ and I'll set the pet up:)
Turquoisefeather
Level 60
Nature Walker
Joined: 10/15/2014
Threads: 186
Posts: 4,115
Posted: 1/7/2015 at 1:27 AM Post #162
Mint717
Level 60
The Sweet Tooth
Joined: 12/29/2014
Threads: 16
Posts: 311
Posted: 1/7/2015 at 1:30 AM Post #163
Thanks, can you add me to permanent ping list?
Turquoisefeather
Level 60
Nature Walker
Joined: 10/15/2014
Threads: 186
Posts: 4,115
Posted: 1/7/2015 at 1:31 AM Post #164
Sure:P
Turquoisefeather
Level 60
Nature Walker
Joined: 10/15/2014
Threads: 186
Posts: 4,115
Posted: 1/7/2015 at 1:33 AM Post #165
The game has now officially started:P
Mint717
Level 60
The Sweet Tooth
Joined: 12/29/2014
Threads: 16
Posts: 311
Posted: 1/7/2015 at 1:41 AM Post #166
As the sun slowly rose awake, others in the lands of Sylestia stirred. Its rays reached through every peek possible, shining especially for a young Faelora. This young sylesti awoke with the sun making her eyes unbearable to sleep with. Finally giving up, she rose and went out into the wild forest. As she swiftly leaped over fallen trees, she noticed a Ny'vene standing upon a rock next to a river. Noticing its beautiful colors, she crept up to the nearest bush to spy on the handsome young Ny'vene. His wings were spread out as he breathed fire out to show off his powers. He then spotted a rustle near a bush. He then quickly jumped off and scared this Faelora to death.
"Who dares to spy on me, Blaze, the most powerful Ny'vene of all?!?" roared Blaze.
"Oh, I'm sorry Blaze, the most powerful Ny'vene of all." whimpered the young Faelora.
"It's ok, cosidering nobody is stronger than I of course." laughed Blaze cheerfully. "But I must ask, what is your name?"
"M-my name i-is Alezae." stuttered Alezae who was slowy getting up. "I'm sorry to disturb you."
Blaze then raised a scaley eyebrow and siad, "Oh, it's you, I've seen you before at training camp! You're pretty good yourself. Your form are so natural and beautiful...not that I mean it, uh I mean, will you go out with me?" muttered Blaze.
Surprised, Alezae jumped up and kissed him on the cheek and said, "yes."
Turquoisefeather
Level 60
Nature Walker
Joined: 10/15/2014
Threads: 186
Posts: 4,115
Posted: 1/7/2015 at 2:12 PM Post #167
bump
Oea
Level 55
Joined: 8/29/2013
Threads: 4
Posts: 125
Posted: 1/7/2015 at 8:59 PM Post #168
It all started when our antagonizing protagonist, Turquoisefeather, woke up in a disease-infested jungle. It was the tenth time it had happened. Feeling excessively frustrated, Turquoisefeather grabbed a banana, thinking it would make her feel better (but as usual, it did not). Before anyone could take off their pants, she realized that her beloved Wand was missing! Immediately she called her parole officer, Ny'vene. Turquoisefeather had known Ny'vene for (plus or minus) 153 years, the majority of which were flamboyant ones. Ny'vene was unique. He was plucky though sometimes a little... clueless. Turquoisefeather called him anyway, for the situation was urgent.

Ny'vene picked up to a very glad Turquoisefeather. Ny'vene calmly assured her that most 3-legged wallabies panic before mating, yet South American hissing sloths usually wildly belch *after* mating. He had no idea what that meant; he was only concerned with distracting Turquoisefeather. Why was Ny'vene trying to distract Turquoisefeather? Because he had snuck out from Turquoisefeather's with the Wand only seven days prior. It was a flamboyant little Wand... how could he resist?

It didn't take long before Turquoisefeather got back to the subject at hand: her Wand. Ny'vene sighed. Relunctantly, Ny'vene invited her over, assuring her they'd find the Wand. Turquoisefeather grabbed her hammock and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Ny'vene realized that he was in trouble. He had to find a place to hide the Wand and he had to do it skillfully. He figured that if Turquoisefeather took the tricked out go kart, he had take at least two minutes before Turquoisefeather would get there. But if she took the Magical faelora? Then Ny'vene would be ridiculously screwed.

Before he could come up with any reasonable ideas, Ny'vene was interrupted by three annoying tigers that were lured by his Wand. Ny'vene sneezed; 'Not again', he thought. Feeling stunned, he randomly reached for his banana and carefully punched every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the magical cornfield, squealing with discontent. He exhaled with relief. That's when he heard the Magical faelora rolling up. It was Turquoisefeather.

As she pulled up, she felt a sense of urgency. She had had to make an unscheduled stop at Wal-Mart to pick up a 12-pack of ripened avocados, so she knew she was running late. With a inept leap, Turquoisefeather was out of the Magical faelora and went indiscriminately jaunting toward Ny'vene's front door. Meanwhile inside, Ny'vene was panicking. Not thinking, he tossed the Wand into a box of dangerous oil-soaked rags and then slid the box behind his time machine. Ny'vene was puzzled but at least the Wand was concealed. The doorbell rang.

'Come in,' Ny'vene wildly purred. With a mighty push, Turquoisefeather opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some clueless genocidal maniac in a magic flying carpet,' she lied. 'It's fine,' Ny'vene assured her. Turquoisefeather took a seat excruciatingly close to where Ny'vene had hidden the Wand. Ny'vene turned red trying unsuccessfully to hide his nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' he blurted. But Turquoisefeather was distracted. Ever so extemperaneously, Ny'vene noticed a pestering look on Turquoisefeather's face. Turquoisefeather slowly opened her mouth to speak.

'...What's that smell?'

Ny'vene felt a stabbing pain in his ear when Turquoisefeather asked this. In a moment of disbelief, he realized that he had hidden the Wand right by his oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A pestering look started to form on Turquoisefeather's face. She turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's live hand grenades from when she used to have pet Indonesian devil cats. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Turquoisefeather nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Ny'vene could react, Turquoisefeather randomly lunged toward the box and opened it. The Wand was plainly in view.

Turquoisefeather stared at Ny'vene for what what must've been three minutes. Ever so extemperaneously, Ny'vene groped scandalously in Turquoisefeather's direction, clearly desperate. Turquoisefeather grabbed the Wand and bolted for the door. It was locked. Ny'vene let out a saucy chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Turquoisefeather,' he rebuked. Ny'vene always had been a little funny-smelling, so Turquoisefeather knew that reconciliation was not an option; she needed to escape before Ny'vene did something crazy, like... start chucking gerbils at him or something. With fist clenched and teeth gnashed, she gripped her Wand tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels.

Ny'vene looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Turquoisefeather. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame seven days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly he felt a tinge of concern for Turquoisefeather. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Ny'vene walked over to the window and looked down. Turquoisefeather was gone.

Just yonder, Turquoisefeather was struggling to make her way through the swamp behind Ny'vene's place. Turquoisefeather had severely hurt her armpit during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral tigers suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the Wand. One by one they latched on to Turquoisefeather. Already weakened from her injury, Turquoisefeather yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing she saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of tigers running off with her Wand.

But then God came down with His outgoing smile and restored Turquoisefeather's Wand. Feeling stunned, God smote the tigers for their injustice. Then He got in His curb-jumping ghetto sled (Impala) and zipped away with the fortitude of 200,000 albino cats running from a huge pack of Indonesian devil cats. Turquoisefeather jumped with joy when she saw this. Her Wand was safe. It was a good thing, too, because in eleven minutes her favorite TV show, The Swift Cheetah Went to Mars, was going to come on (followed immediately by 'When man-eating capybaras meet contraceptive'). Turquoisefeather was thrilled. And so, everyone except Ny'vene and a few weapon of mass destruction-toting venomous koalas lived blissfully happy, forever after.
Sorry if it is to long I was bored and that was what came to mind
Turquoisefeather
Level 60
Nature Walker
Joined: 10/15/2014
Threads: 186
Posts: 4,115
Posted: 1/7/2015 at 10:08 PM Post #169
I will read it, but to be in the contest, you have to do what is required in the contest description^^- quote "Write a 1 to 3 paragraph short story:) it can be about anything as long as these words are included in your story:)
Swiftly
Cheerful
Wild
Faelora
Ny'vene" unquote
Edited By Turquoisefeather on 1/7/2015 at 10:09 PM.
Turquoisefeather
Level 60
Nature Walker
Joined: 10/15/2014
Threads: 186
Posts: 4,115
Posted: 1/7/2015 at 10:12 PM Post #170
I love it<3! thanks for entering^^
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