User blog:Snail--day-and-night/A Call For Adventure!

Disclaimer
This is my first Mixels fanfiction, woohoo! I will probably make more of these fanfictions as time goes by. What I'm aiming for is to make these stories kinda show-accurate, but to be honest I'm aiming more for character-building. I won't include any OCs, and none of the stories will be AU unless I'm making them just to be stupid (if that happens they'll probably be something very short and very stupid hehe). I'm trying to make them to be easy for any sort of new or non-Mixel fan to get into the story and the characters, so expect lots of things to be introduced.

Summary
Not so long ago all the mixel tribes lived isolated from each other. This all changed when an adventurous mixel called Flain decided to step onto unkown land and discovered the mysterious cubits and met all sorts of colorful and diverse mixels along the way!

Chapter 1: The Introduction
Not-so-long ago, in a fantastical land know as the Mixels Land, the residing 9 tribes used to live isolated from each other. None of the mixels that lived there dared to step out of their territories and into open land, all of them just shyed away from anything other than their usual lifestyle.

The 9 tribes all consisted of 3 members each, with one mixel taking the role of leader. Each tribe was defined by what they liked and the powers they had, think of it as elemental attributes.

Our story begins at the center of the Mixels Land, in a place full of active volcanoes, gyesers, lava rivers and a 5-star magma resort: the Infernite Kingdom. The Infernites are 3 fiery creatures that set home in the magma wastelands in the center of the Mixels Land. They may look unapproachable and hot-tempered, but they're all pretty cool guys.

"CANNONBALL!" A mixel shouted as he dived towards a lava hot tub, creating a splash that swept away the two other mixels who were relaxing in the tub's magma with a scream.

"Ah!" Another mixel with a large head groaned and glared at his friend, "Vulk! Don't make cannonballs in the tubs!" he scolded his companion. This mixel, who has a giant head with a flame coming off it, went by the name of Flain, and still does! Flain is the de-facto leader of the Infernites due to his intelligence, he may be a bit lazy at times, but he's adventurous and level-headed.

Vulk peeked out of the tub and looked at his peers, "Oops, sorry guys, hehe," he laughed nervously, "I guess my mind is still on the pool." he admitted. Vulk may or may not be Flain's right hand, but he surely has super hot and strong hands that have served the team lots of uses. He's a bit dim-witted, but thankfully he's very nice.

"Forget the pool," The other mixel with the lanky feet snarked, "Let's go grab something to eat!" he recommended. Last but not least, this is Zorch. Zorch is the last-in-command and a prankster by nature. He has two "jet boosters" on his back that allow him to run extremly fast. I won't lie to you, though, he can be a tad rude and annoying, but he's by no means evil nor he goes too far.

Vulk's ears perked up as he hopped out of the pool, "Ooh! I second that! I'm getting hungry..." he added.

"Well then," Flain mentioned, standing up and dusting his knees, "What are we waiting for, let's eat!"

"Yay!" Zorch and Vulk exclaimed in unision.

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The 3 Infernites were eating lunch in a picnic table made out of volcanic rock. While Vulk and Zorch were conversating about their day, Flain seemed to be in another place mentally, casually saying "Yes" or "Mhmm" just to make it look like he was conversating with his friends.

"Hey, Flain," Zorch said smugly, catching Flain's attention, "What are you thinking about? It's kinda obvious you're not paying attention to us."

"Huh?" Flain asked and gulped the meal in his mouth, "What are you talking about? Of course I'm paying attention to you guys!" he replied with a laugh, "What makes you think otherwise?"

"Well... You just keep saying "Yes" to all we talk about," Vulk admitted sheepishly, "Even if we're not asking anything... Though you can keep doing that! I mean- I don't have that much of a problem with it!" he assured Flain.

"Well I do!" Zorch stated, tapping his chin, "What are you up to?"

<p style="color:rgb(68,68,68);font-family:'HelveticaNeue',HelveticaNeue,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;line-height:19.600000381469727px;">After a pause, Flain spoke up, "Well, have any of you guys felt tired about all of this lava and fire?" he asked to his peers, to which the two other mixels replied by staring at him blankly.

<p style="color:rgb(68,68,68);font-family:'HelveticaNeue',HelveticaNeue,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;line-height:19.600000381469727px;">"I mean-" Flain continued, "What else is there to the world other than this kingdom?" he asked, "I just want to know!"

<p style="color:rgb(68,68,68);font-family:'HelveticaNeue',HelveticaNeue,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;line-height:19.600000381469727px;">Zorch and Vulk stared at Flain in silence, making the moment a bit awkward until finally Zorch broke the silence.

<p style="color:rgb(68,68,68);font-family:'HelveticaNeue',HelveticaNeue,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;line-height:19.600000381469727px;">"But nobody's ever gone outside!" Zorch called out, "It's too dangerous, you wouldn't stand a chance!"

<p style="color:rgb(68,68,68);font-family:'HelveticaNeue',HelveticaNeue,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;line-height:19.600000381469727px;">Flain frowned and huffed, "How do you know?" he challenged Zorch, "You've never been outside either! I can assure you there's nothing to fear out there."

<p style="color:rgb(68,68,68);font-family:'HelveticaNeue',HelveticaNeue,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;line-height:19.600000381469727px;">Vulk just looked at the other two mixels worriedly, half-expecting a fight to ensue.

<p style="color:rgb(68,68,68);font-family:'HelveticaNeue',HelveticaNeue,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;line-height:19.600000381469727px;">"Well then Mr. Smartypants," Zorch teased, "How about we take this up a notch and make a dare?"

<p style="color:rgb(68,68,68);font-family:'HelveticaNeue',HelveticaNeue,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;line-height:19.600000381469727px;">Flain and Zorch made a face, squinting their eyes and looking at eachother with grins on their faces.

<p style="color:rgb(68,68,68);font-family:'HelveticaNeue',HelveticaNeue,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;line-height:19.600000381469727px;">"Oh boy..." Vulk muttered, "Here we go again..."

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<p style="color:rgb(68,68,68);font-family:'HelveticaNeue',HelveticaNeue,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;line-height:19.600000381469727px;">The 3 Infernites stood at the edge of the western frontier of their kingdom, this part of the land had a path of stone that transformed into a dirt path as soon as grass touched it. The distinction between the open land and the Infernite Kingdom was so jarring it was comical.

<p style="color:rgb(68,68,68);font-family:'HelveticaNeue',HelveticaNeue,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;line-height:19.600000381469727px;">"Go on," Zorch taunted Flain, "Explore!"

<p style="color:rgb(68,68,68);font-family:'HelveticaNeue',HelveticaNeue,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;line-height:19.600000381469727px;">Flain looked at Zorch unamusedly and took a step foward, stepping on the dirt path without a care. Vulk on the other hand gasped dramatically.

<p style="color:rgb(68,68,68);font-family:'HelveticaNeue',HelveticaNeue,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;line-height:19.600000381469727px;">"How does it feel...?" Vulk asked nervously, almost as it he thought Flain was going to shriek in pain as soon as he stepped outside their kingdom's territory.

<p style="color:rgb(68,68,68);font-family:'HelveticaNeue',HelveticaNeue,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;line-height:19.600000381469727px;">Flain turned around and stomped the dirt a bit, looking at it curiously. He then looked at his friends with a big grin, "Hah! I feel great!" he exclaimed, "See? Nothing to worry about!"

<p style="color:rgb(68,68,68);font-family:'HelveticaNeue',HelveticaNeue,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;line-height:19.600000381469727px;">"Ooh, yeah!" Zorch shrugged, "You're still too close to our kingdom, it doesn't count!" he taunted.

<p style="color:rgb(68,68,68);font-family:'HelveticaNeue',HelveticaNeue,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;line-height:19.600000381469727px;">Flain frowned and clenched his fists, "Oh, alright!" he huffed, then relazed into a smug grin, "You're right, I'm going to go off exploring! If I come back with treasure I'm not giving you any!" he sing-sunged and turned around and left his two friends with a slow pace. Zorch and Vulk just looked at him blankly until he was out of their range of sight.

<p style="color:rgb(68,68,68);font-family:'HelveticaNeue',HelveticaNeue,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;line-height:19.600000381469727px;">"10 mucks he doesn't even last an hour." Zorch said quickly.

<p style="color:rgb(68,68,68);font-family:'HelveticaNeue',HelveticaNeue,Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;line-height:19.600000381469727px;">"10 mucks for two." Vulk looked at Zorch.

Chapter 2: (Coming soon!)
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