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Contained has a minion!

Power the Thunderbutton




Contained
Legacy Name: Contained


The Storm Priggle
Owner: Bliss

Age: 6 years, 6 months, 1 week

Born: September 19th, 2017

Adopted: 6 years, 6 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: September 19th, 2017


Pet Spotlight Winner
April 20th, 2020

Statistics


  • Level: 1
     
  • Strength: 10
     
  • Defense: 10
     
  • Speed: 10
     
  • Health: 10
     
  • HP: 10/10
     
  • Intelligence: 0
     
  • Books Read: 0
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed


He floats high above the world, enjoying the tickle of the air currents on his underbelly. The tranquility of clear skies and the soothing warmth of the sun bring joy to one that knows more of violence and destruction than he ever will of peace.

The beginning of a new cycle starts as a tingle at the point that would be the base of his backbone, if a cloud had true bones. It is the first seed of lightning planted by the turbulent forces of nature that will never leave him to simply enjoy life in the atmosphere. He ignores it for now. It will be some hours, perhaps even days, before that warning fizz becomes a truly powerful force that will drive him to a new round of rage and explosive possibility.

The first moist scraps of cloud that gather around his center are the puffy white blobs that cloud gazers far below love to admire and try to put a name to.

Look, dear. That one looks like a fluffy bunny and that one is a laughing face and over there is a car with shark fins.

It looks more like a bowl of corn chips with a side of guacamole to me. Haven't you had enough fun in the country for one day? I doubt they even have a burger joint out here in the middle of nowhere."

The seed is growing now, putting out tendrils of heat lightning that aren't quite strong enough to actually break out of the heart of his cloud body. They will, soon enough. Those darling white puffs are tinged with gray at their edges now and fellow clouds are gathering for quite the party to come.

Hey, I didn't see anything in the forecast about rain.

Let's get out of here before we get soaked. They'll probably charge us twice as much if we damage the seats in this rental. Bunch of pirates.

The fizz is growing to a tingly burning now. He lets out his first groan of protest. It sounds far below as a rumble of thunder.

The humans are tiny as ants. He watches them scurry to the metal box that serves them for an anthill. They make it inside just before the rain bursts from its parent clouds in a torrential downpour.



The lightning seed is now a mighty tree threatening to rip him apart.

As usual, he fears to release that force, knowing what it will do to this temporary body he already cherishes.

He fights the pressure for as long as he can. Sweat pops out on his brow, falling to the earth as hailstones.

Aw, hail no!

Shut up!

The force will be withheld no longer. He releases a cry of sheer agony that makes the earth shake to its core. Pure lightning turns the countryside a pure, blinding white for just a few seconds. He can no longer keep the fury of the raging forces contained. His core is drifting apart with the violence of the energy he worked so hard to keep concealed. Sometimes this moment of resolution will cause a tornado or even an earthquake but not today. Today he need not hear the cries of life forms mourning their dead. All that reaches him are the curses of a vacationing couple that really should've paid more attention to a weather forecast.

Credits

Story by Pureflower
Lightning from Unsplash
Profile by Sunrise

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