#entry 28

Day 80, and I’m 12 feet tall now. I’m more than double Evan’s height, and he’s just so sad about that. Also, my tits grew again. They’re like 2 to 3 feet in every way. It’s hard to tell, due to my size.

Carbuncle Bonding and You

This guide explains the intricacies of bonding with a Carbuncle.

What does the bond entail?

Bonding with a Carbuncle can be a long process depending on the one that wishes to establish the bond. Carbuncles are the only ones who can make this choice. If they do not find someone worthy of the bond then there is not much one can do.

Once found worthy of this gift, the bonding process can begin. The Carbuncle will attempt the bonding process with but a simple action. The Carbuncle's forehead jewel will glow and they will attempt to press it against the cranium of the one they are choosing to bond with. This will take a moment as the Carbuncle is attempting to synchronize with their chosen. After enough time has passed, the ritual will be complete and will have successfully bonded to the Carbuncle should no complications occur.

How will this affect you and your Carbuncle companion?

The bond of a Carbuncle and their companion is very delicate. Once bound, both Carbuncle and the one it is bonding with will attune to each other. Attuning to a Carbuncle will establish a link between them. Their lives are forever intertwined. Any pain experienced by one, the other shall feel it.

The mindscape between the two is shared. In other words, both can hear each other's thoughts. With some training, one can block out the other's thoughts from being sent to the other. Information is often shared between the two, making it much easier to synergize with each other. Both can also sense the other's emotions as well. Sadness, Happiness, Anger, etc. No matter the distance both can still communicate with each other through this link.

Though bonding with a Carbuncle has plenty of positives, there is something that makes both Carbuncle and the one they are bound to much more vulnerable. If one shall perish, so, too, does the other. So it is in their best interest to protect each other and keep each other safe. There is also the chance that the Carbuncle will age slower depending on the age and lifespan of their companion. They can become affected by those with longer lifespans and even immortality.

(This entry features two of my characters, Raven and Magalie. I will post the story here @housealderscorn, as per usual, and reblog at @stab-sister for posterity.)

Jerome was hoping he could drop off the weekly books and hurry off without having to speak with her. A problem deferred, he figured, was better than being immolated today.

“The Lady is in. This way if you please,” said the servant that opened the door. So much for putting off the inevitable. Perhaps she would be in a decent mood and be disinclined to blame the messenger for ill news. Hells, she could even miss it altogether!

“What is this?” Magalie stabbed a page with a long, red fingernail, carving a little crescent moon into the paper. Her silver eyes were impossible to read but her tone was clear. Jerome did his best not to wince but found it difficult not to do so under the scrutiny of her gaze.

Jerome sat his tea down before speaking, not trusting his hands to remain still. “Ah, yes, well that...that is reduction of estimated profit,” he said.

Twenty-eight writing prompt [Rivalry] for FFXIV 30 Day Writing Challenge

Only six years old and she has already been in her first fight. Davina sits on the edge of her bed with small arms crossed over her chest. Stormy seas of azure glare outside at the warm sunny day. It’s summer and so beautiful outside but she is confined to her room. For the first time in a while the Garleans have stopped hanging around the Wolfthorne homestead, and it allows the family to finally breathe a sigh of relief. So without the pressure on her father and mother things seem decent. Karoline is singing again and her father laughs more.

Sensitive ears listen to the door hinges squeal when the door is nudged open. Karoline stands in the threshold to study the furious six year old in silence. “What did Danica do this time?” The mother of three questions curiously. Danica and Davina never have been close. There is always this incredible unspoken tension between the two. Maybe it is because Danica is the eldest daughter and Davina is the youngest. So there is that whole alpha omega relationship. Their little squabbles and bickering never escalated to the point of physical violence. Now two of her three daughters are hurt. Davina with a busted lip and bruised jaw. Danica surprisingly isn’t unscathed. Her youngest child managed to break her eldest daughter’s nose. 

“She’s being a Goobbue butt.” Davina mutters dryly. “I went outside to swim with Mal and...” Hoping off of her bed she runs over to the window and yanks it upward only to scream outside,” BUT THAT GOOBBUE BUTT HAD TO RUIN IT!” From her window she glares at her eldest sister whom sits in the backyard with a bloody rag held up to her nose. Danica begins to yell up but the window is slid shut quickly. Karoline stands at Davina’s side. 

Lightly her hand smacks the back of her youngest child’s head. “Takes a butt to know a butt, little gills.” Karoline heavily sighs. “So she ruined you spending time with Malena and that provoked you?”

Rubbing the back of her head where her mother’s hand connected Davina grumbles,” Danica frozen the ground under my feet while I was running over to the swimming hole. I fell and it hurt. She sat there and laughed until I ran over....” She pauses and the slightest of grins touches her small mouth,” then she wasn’t laughing anymore.”

Pinching the bridge of her nose Karoline murmurs several incoherent words. “Alright young lady what you’re going to do is wash up your face then you’re going to take an ice bag to your sister. Apologize to her....” “BUT MAMA!” “Don’t give me that sass! You will say you’re sorry! Now off with you. I don’t want to see your little butt out there playing until you apologized to Danica. Understood?”