#grennitch

The following is a conversation between two unidentified Colossals, taking place within the earliest era of the Pocket Dimension. It is unclear how this conversation has been retrieved or recorded within current time.

Frantic scribbling is heard, then ended with an abrupt thud. A sigh is exhaled. The small silence is disturbed upon the sound of a voice.

“..Are you sure that was all , you could have done?..”

Another voice responds. “It was what we discussed and decided on. There’s no reason to go around it.”

“..It still had potential.”

“I know.”

“You could have used it for something else.”

“That’s what I’m currently doing.”

“That being . . . statue preservation?”

Silence fills the air. Almost deafening this time, before being broken once again.

“..We already have a new one that’s showing great promise. Focus on that , please.”

“. . .I know you out of anybody didn’t want to rule out the first concept of it.”

No response.

“You know that’s true , correct?”

No response.

“..I just need to know , wh-“

“There is no why.” The second voice said abruptly , sounding quite shaken up despite their efforts of trying to sound affirming and strict.

“There is no why , there are no what if’s—it was decided that if a concept does not work , we scrap it and move ON.”

Quiet panting is heard , then halted with a clasp. Presumably to cover one’s mouth before continuing to speak.

"I-I didn't mean to. .” A sigh is exhaled. “I apologize . . I simply don’t want to think about it anymore.”

No response, but despite that-an underlying understanding filled the air.

"It was a choice that wasn't my own. It simply felt. . logical. We wouldn't know what to do with them otherwise."

No response.

"I know it seems cruel, but..for our sake we need to make progress. Create new monsters and opportunities for each of them. You like doing that the most out of any of us, no?"

“I. . .yes. Yes I do." The first voice responded, albeit reluctantly.

"Please know it's for the best. Even if you can't convince yourself that it is."

—

Much later, an individual Monster development journal was found. However its records are seemingly more recent within the pocket dimension. Again, how this has been retrieved has yet to be known.

"CODENAME: LOWB" (The first.)

I never saw the point in "codenames" of the prototypes, but looking these now they seem more charming to keep permanently.

I knew Grennitch liked this one most. They didn't tell me. They didn't have to. They claim they don't have a bias for any design of any living creature—I know their beliefs. I know their values. But I knew they had fun creating Lowb. I could tell. I could tell they didn't want to start over. I could tell the newer rendition of the Core for the Plant element didn't bring them that same fun. "a promising new design" and look where that got us.

. . .

That was out of line. Even for me. I would never be one to dismiss a monster's creation. Even with my own views. I had forgotten how this enraged this still makes me.

. . .

No wonder they wanted to move on.

. . .

Nevertheless, I need to get started. Even within our now bounded states I can show all of them what they’re missing. I can show them the potential they all overlooked. I can show them what they all could’ve saved.

Starting with Lowb.

grennitch (plant) is basically a blassoom fanboy. am i exaggerating? probably idk. but anyway because of this muscially training blassoom went by very easily. i got nothing else there's not really much else on gren

frigil (cold) is a loner, introverted, one could say.. cold (laugh, now) and (to quote the coloss-eye bio)

"It was never easy for them to socialize or find common ground or shared interests with the others, to the point where being alone seemed like the most favorable option."

this also made frij and their assigned celestial glaishur basically polar opposites, but ironically they went together like ham and bread and they both learnt a lesson of "introversion is not unfriendliness" and "try and actually chat with the others ffs be yourself please i beg", very good lessons

zeffree (air) has a mech special interest. unfortunately they are not the mech colossal since zarroë was a greedy lil bitchard and took 5 celestials for themself anyways they wanted cyborgs and continuously suggested "HEY BECOME A CYBORG" to attmoz who was basically saying "there's already a celestial for that, what", said that imagination is superior, and then they made the air guitar and zeff learnt they are not the baseline for opinions

hyddryd is an adventurer. the wanderlust is off the charts. if bro wasn't a colossal they would go to wanderer island. therefore, the fact they were told to go train a celestial bummed them out because this was not adventurous at all

thankfully, hornacle (fun fact hornacle's my birth celestial) reciprocated! so they ended up doing ANYTHING BUT TRAINING (but somehow also nothing but training simultaneously. idk man)

sollum (earth) was basically the resident socialite but when the time came to teach torrt they became a little anxious. sure they could do their own thing and do that well, but inspiring another? you must be mad! "the celestial is levelheaded and easygoing though" "nahhhhh bro i'm procrastinating" so then they dragged sollum to do their job and it worked like a charm