tiny cat people

>CREATE: ASSORTED WHITEBOARDS, ERASERS, DRY-ERASE MARKERS
>CREATE: WHITEBOARD MESSAGE
>TEACH SHILLA AND PENY: READING, WRITING

Some writing implements clatter down the stairs and into the sand.

Peny is the first to poke her head out, jingling pleasantly at the newest toys and knowledge. She slides down out of the bouncecastle and walks over to the side of the stairs, picking up one of the whiteboards in her hand and calling for to Shilla to come see.

Shilla settles down beside Peny and helps the other TCP uncap one of the markers. The two of them take a moment to read your message.





Peny and Shilla regard each other with confusion for a moment. They then set the whiteboard with your message aside, picking up clean boards to write messages back to you and to also test out their new writing implements.








 

>CREATE: WYVERN MOUNTS
>CREATE: PROSTHETICS
>CREATE: SUPERSMITHY, ORE
>CREATE: PYGMY BALLOONS, WILD HERBS, WILD MUSHROOMS

A large stone building full of various smithing tools and paraphernalia is created on a nearby island, along with a small herd of wyvern sized for a variety of TCPs to ride.

The gentle squeaks of the noble pygmy balloons can also now be heard from the distant fruit jungles.



>TEACH SHILLA AND PENY: HEALING, MEDICINE
>CREATE: MEDICINE CABINET

Peny voices her relief at this new knowledge, mentioning how she was slightly tweaking at the thought that there was nothing she could do if she or Shilla just totally wiped out.

Shilla is much quieter, simply giving a soft clunk before scribbling a message out.





>GIVE SHILLA: COSMETICS KIT


Shilla sets aside the whiteboard and re-caps her marker before taking the new kit into her lap. She brushes her hands over its cover, softly tinkling and admiring both its colours and the smooth texture of the case.



Whoops.

Shilla fusses over the brushes and pans that fell out, and quickly attempts to clean the pigment off of her board. Peny watches with amusement and asks her what her new toy is.

Shilla fidgets once she's finished cleaning, then turns to Peny and begins rubbing her hand in the pans of powder.




>TEACH SHILLA: SPEECH

Shilla's tinkling and clinking begins to take on newer, regular patterns until finally it resolves into discernible speech. She is talking softly as she applies the powders to Peny's face, about how different occasions demand more or less dramatic applications-- though it would also depend on both the comfort of the individual as well as the host, as that is truly what is most important in the end--

Peny wiggles her ears in contained delight. Hey, what's a "host", Shilla? What's an "occasion"? It sounds dope.






Shilla pauses.

Then throws up her hands in surprise and excitement at finally being understood.




She begins gesturing rapidly with her hands while elucidating on all manners of enthusiastic reverie about existence that she never could before-- how one might maintain the delicate balance between that which is just and individual freedoms, or even how precisely one could possibly determine that which is moral or just in an existence wherein morality is but a false construct that cannot accurately be--

Oh. She's babbling. How rude of her.

She jingles, oh, she's quite sorry, she should give Peny a chance to speak as well, after all this is a conversation, not a lecture, that wasn't very "chill" of her, was it?




Peny doesn't seem to mind, in any case.

>CREATE: WHITEBOARD MESSAGE



>SPAWN: DRAGON TYPE
>CHECK: DRAGON TYPE
>TEACH ALL: COMMUNICATION



You cannot CHECK or TEACH a TCP that hasn't been NAMED!

Shilla and Peny gain the new knowledge without issue, though.



They scream.

The dragon-type TCP roars in surprise at existence--at all the colour, the smells, the sound, the sensations-- and ends up stumbling and falling flat on her tail.

She flails around for a moment before quickly scampering inside of the bounce castle, away from the other TCPs.




>TEACH ALL: FIRST-AID
>TEACH DRAGON-TYPE: CHARITY, THRIFTINESS
>GIVE: TWO LARGE FIRST AID KITS


You cannot TEACH a TCP that hasn't been NAMED!

Shilla and Peny jingle in concern at each other, neither quite sure what to do.