Apistogrammas vs. That Bird Thing

[Jonathan Aquari]

My 7th grade "Original Myth" paper (draft1). a way for me to use my love of fish, for school



As the tannin-soaked water flowed through the small stream, with the subdued light from above the tall trees, the hundreds of 3in. fish swam in and out of their dense, leafy abodes. Some searched their surroundings for a mid-day meal, while others nestled into their level of the Great Leaf Pile (GLP). Clearfin, a fish from the Cacatuoides complex, was one of the many fish guarding his territory, now home to several new fry. Clearfin, as you have guessed, had the usual dorsal formation, yet his was almost completely clear. If he did not have the dark blue and red extensions, his dorsal fin would be absolutely invisible. The rest of his body consisted of the regular colors for his complex1. As he made his final check for any intruders or predators, he burrowed himself back into the leaves for the nights rest.

The next morning, the Cacatuoides complex leader, Blackfin, the only other survivor, along with Clearfin, of their parents’ first spawn, announced that 3 fish were missing from the Panduro2 complex. There were reports of screeching during the night and the waters were never calm. He warned everyone to stay sharp and protect the GLP. He left and all returned to their daily duties, though they were all thinking of the incident. Clearfin went to check on his mate and young; after assuring their safety, he returned to his post above the GLP. Several days went on without any sign of danger, the incident had faded and few thought of it any more.

One day, as Bluestripe, a female with a light blue lateral line, spotted a large bird perched above the GLP. Blackfin instructed everyone to hide in the leaves but to keep watch on the bird, no one questioned. The bird eventually left and life went on, but everyone kept an eye on the sky. That night, Blackstripe called a meeting with Clearfin, his “go-to-guy” when he needed help. They discussed what to do if the bird returned and made an attack, and what to do about the expanding complex.

“If we do not act soon, the next generation will be living in the rocks (an equivalent to the human “streets’) and they will be eaten in a day!” argued Clearfin.

“I know, but none of the other complexes are willing to share with us. They are all too worried about that bird.” responded Blackfin. “If we want to expand, we will need to join with another complex.”

“But who would be willing to join at a time like this, I heard the Trifasciatans tried to invade the Agassizii complex for supplies. This is a time of great distrust.”

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[Jonathan Aquari]

Updated version


Apistogrammas vs. That Bird Thing
Jonathan Augustine

As the tannin-soaked water flowed through the small stream, with the subdued light from above the tall trees, the hundreds of 3in. fish swam in and out of their dense, leafy abodes. Some searched their surroundings for a mid-day meal, while others nestled into their level of the Great Leaf Pile (GLP). Clearfin, a fish from the Cacatuoides1 complex, was one of the many fish guarding his territory, now home to several new fry. Clearfin, as you have guessed, had the usual dorsal formation, yet his was almost completely clear. If he did not have the dark blue and red extensions, his dorsal fin would be absolutely invisible. The rest of his body consisted of the regular colors for his complex. As he made his final check for any intruders or predators, he burrowed himself back into the leaves for the nights rest.
The next morning, the Cacatuoides complex leader, Blackfin, the only other survivor, along with Clearfin, of their parents’ first spawn, announced that 3 fish were missing from the Panduro2 complex. There were reports of screeching during the night and the waters were never calm. He warned everyone to stay sharp and protect the GLP. He left and all returned to their daily duties, though they were all thinking of the incident. Clearfin went to check on his mate and young; after assuring their safety, he returned to his post above the GLP. Several days went on without any sign of danger, the incident had faded and few thought of it any more.
One day, as Bluestripe, a female with a light blue lateral line, spotted many large birds perched above the GLP. Blackfin instructed everyone to hide in the leaves but to keep watch on the bird, no one questioned. The bird eventually left and life went on, but everyone kept an eye on the sky. That night, Blackstripe called a meeting with Clearfin, his “go-to-guy” when he needed help. They discussed what to do if the birds returned and made an attack, and what to do about the expanding complex.
“If we do not act soon, the next generation will be living in the rocks (an equivalent to the human “streets’) and they will be eaten in a day!” argued Clearfin.
“I know, but none of the other complexes are willing to share with us. They are all too worried about that bird.” responded Blackfin. “If we want to expand, we will need to join with another complex.”
“But who would be willing to join at a time like this, I heard the Trifasciatans3 tried to invade the Agassizii4 complex for supplies. This is a time of great distrust.”
“Let’s ask the Bitaeniata5 complex tomorrow.” And the meeting was over.

The next day they went to ask the Bitaeniata-complex just as planned, and to their surprise, the leader of the Bitaeniata-complex, Tricauduala, said yes, as they were getting too large as well. After the preparations were made, they two complexes worked day and night to make a Great Leaf Bridge (GLB) between the GLPs. The warriors (1.5-2 year old males) combined their formations to create the “Great Formation” (GF). This formation made all the fish turn to their side at the surface of the water to reflect the light of the sun to make a blinding beam of light.
The next day (11/22/12(what, that’s my b-day this year?! How coincidental)) the birds did attack and all that hard training paid off. The warriors immediately formed the GF and blinded the birds, which all fell to their death in the water. The Cacatuoides & Bitaeniata-complex feasted on fresh bird meat, a great type of food for the fry (who altogether made about 5,000) who ate two entire birds.
The Caca-niata complex, as it was now called, lived in peace for a long time. But something was bubbling under the sand that would cause a great disturbance.

 

[lovebud]

Interesting read!, Please keep us updated.

Cheers!

 

[Jonathan Aquari]

Apistogrammas vs. That Bird Thing corrected version
Jonathan Augustine

As the tannin-soaked water flowed through the small stream, with the subdued light from above the tall trees, the hundreds of three inch fish swam in and out of their dense, leafy abodes. Some searched their surroundings for a mid-day meal, while others nestled into their level of the Great Leaf Pile (GLP). Clearfin, a fish from the Cacatuoides1 complex, was one of the many fish guarding his territory, now home to several new fry. Clearfin, as you have guessed, had the usual dorsal formation, yet his was almost completely clear. If he did not have the dark blue and red extensions, his dorsal fin would be absolutely invisible. The rest of his body consisted of the regular colors for his complex. As he made his final check for any intruders or predators, he burrowed himself back into the leaves for the night’s rest.

The next morning, the Cacatuoides complex leader, Blackfin, the only other survivor, along with Clearfin, of their parents’ first spawn, announced that 3 fish were missing from the Panduro2 complex. There were reports of screeching during the night and the waters were never calm. He warned everyone to stay sharp and protect the GLP. He left and all returned to their daily duties, though they were all thinking of the incident. Clearfin went to check on his mate and young; after assuring their safety, he returned to his post above the GLP. Several days went on without any sign of danger and the incident had faded from most everyones’ mind.
One day, as Bluestripe, a female with a light blue lateral line, spotted many large birds perched above the GLP. Blackfin instructed everyone to hide in the leaves but to keep watch on the bird, no one questioned. The bird eventually left and life went on, but everyone kept an eye on the sky. That night, Blackstripe called a meeting with Clearfin, his “go-to-guy” when he needed help. They discussed what to do if the birds returned and made an attack, and what to do about the expanding complex.

“If we do not act soon, the next generation will be living in the rocks and they will be eaten in a day!” argued Clearfin.

“I know, but none of the other complexes are willing to share with us. They are all too worried about that bird.” responded Blackfin. “If we want to expand, we will need to join with another complex.”

“But who would be willing to join at a time like this. I heard the Trifasciatans3 tried to invade the Agassizii4 complex for supplies. This is a time of great distrust.”
“Let’s ask the Bitaeniata5 complex tomorrow.” And the meeting was over.

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The next day they went to ask the Bitaeniata-complex just as planned, and to their surprise, the leader of the Bitaeniata-complex, Tricauduala, said yes, as they were getting too large as well. After the preparations were made, they two complexes worked day and night to make a Great Leaf Bridge (GLB) between the GLPs. The warriors (1.5-2 year old males) combined their formations to create the “Great Formation” (GF). This formation made all the fish turn to their side at the surface of the water to reflect the light of the sun to make a blinding beam of light.

The next day (11/22/12(what, that’s my b-day this year?! How coincidental)) the birds did attack and all that hard training paid off. The warriors immediately formed the GF and blinded the birds, which all fell to their death in the water. The Cacatuoides & Bitaeniata-complex feasted on fresh bird meat, a great type of food for the fry (who altogether made about 5,000) who ate two entire birds.

The Caca-niata complex, as it was now called, lived in peace for a long time. But something was bubbling under the sand that would cause a great disturbance.

 

[Jonathan Aquari]

thanks, i will