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Growing up in Atlantis was almost like paradise- if you ignored the rot below the surface. Snowshoe had hatched to a pair of servants loyal to the newly crowned Queen, and had been presented before her as all young Atlanteans had when they were born. It was one of the oviraptors first memories- the warm eyes of the queen bowing down to meet her own, proclaiming her a “valuable addition to Atlantis”. At the time she had been much too little to know what those...

The misty forest was silent. It was absent of most prehistoric life- the foliage was too large for the tall ones to see where they were going, and too dense for the smaller creatures to run around. And that's why Kaede chose to shelter there- pushing his way between the dark trees, carefully settled onto all four legs to avoid the branches waving around in the air. He didn’t have much time to doubt his choice- the growls ...

When Iodine first heard the news of strange, unnatural plants breaking out across the island, the first thing she thought of in a panic were the labs. The alpha labs were traumatizing enough to live through as an acrocanthosaurus born into a (for the labs standards) large family- Iodine had been born alone in a pod, and had been forced to live in the shadows of the larger beasts all her life. Eventually she had made alliances- some would even call them friends (...

The jungles of Atlantis were such a beautiful place. The plants located here were like no other on top the surface. Some were deadly and poisonous, bearing sharp thorns and tangling vines. Others were more subtle, releasing spores to daze and intoxicate their enemies. Still, others were more friendly, able to be used for healing or to fight of illnesses. Chlorophyll had never felt so at home before- the jungle welcomed here, the Atlantans shared much of her mind...

The night was calm as ever down in Atlantis- unnaturally still, cool but still moist with the wetness that never seemed to fade. The plant-covered gates of the queen's compound were closed down, shut for the nights- no guards remained outside, confident that nothing would be able to breach their sheer, unstoppable walls. But little did they know, something already had.   A dark shadow splattered with pale yell...

Atlantis was always quiet in its illusion of night. Despite the fact that it was miles and miles under sea level, the dome did a decent job at mimicking the real day-night cycle. But some things failed to change with the digital skies- the temperature never dipped away from its humid stickiness, and there was no fresh breeze to whisk away the stench of a musky, muddy jungle.   Under the cover of darkness, figu...