User blog:BirbBoi/Survival

Survival

Most jammers would think that all phantoms work together, however, that is simply not the case. I present to you, Survival, a story by BirbBoi.

Part 1: Beginning with no guide

Loud screeches out of the phantom lands that normal phantoms would not visit, there was a den inside of a large cave. In the den, there was a pack of crawlies. 10 crawly eggs were about to hatch, the whole pack gathered around for a new generation. The eggs started to hatch, making noises that echoed through out the cave, possibly alerting predators or prey. Two crawlies were staying watch and making sure the door was always closed, while also sensing and hearing the eggs hatching. The first three eggs hatched, which were always the biggest and strongest of the group, soft screeching, demanding food. The other members pushed bits of food to the nest, and the craws were racing their way. The others hatched, even more food coming as each hatched to make sure they had enough food. They all fought for a few pieces but the first-hatched always won, claiming it as their own and becoming even stronger. A un-fertilised giant phantom egg on the other side of the field, the younger ones raced and started eating, clawing, ripping it into tiny pieces and chewing as the pieces were cut. "Sire, the time has come to go, we must take the strongest with us." said one of the guards guarding the door. The crawly with phantom king parts and tiger parts slowly nodded and roared higly, scaring the younger craws. One of the guard crawlies picked up the three craws and ordered everyone in a line with a simple hiss, as the other members formed and followed the high-ranked guard. One of the craws tried to go after them, running as fast as it possibly could, reaching out to grab it's mother's tail, but getting taken away by a phantom crow. Everyone looked behind, but didn't do anything, the other guard closed and locked the doors, leaving the remaining five craws left in the dark with air, food, the example of their sibling and eachother. They all opened the phantom egg, revealing a cozy small nest inside, made for a maximum of nine micro phantoms. They all went inside and huddled for warmth, grabbed bits of food and closed the egg. Sitting inside, they started playing games.

Part 2: In to deep blobs

The craws were following their mother, very patiently, in a line, or at least trying to, as sometimes through the journey their mother would hiss at them. And then, they came to a training grounds, all crawlies were into groups formed by the sire and his guard. "You, little craws, I will teach you the ways of a real crawly." said the sire, patting their heads and sniffing a bit, showing them he is their leader. "Why do YOU get to teach them? It's not like you're any better at teaching than me.." said the craw's mother. The sire hissed and pounced next to her, damaging her front phantom feet and making her fall. He sniffed her face. He gasped and pushed her face into the ground with his paw, burying her inside and trapping her for a while.

Ok, i'm tired now, see ya soon, have a good day/night and goodbye!