innocent_insanity (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
innocent_insanity) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
sortinghat_logs2012-10-13 01:42 am
innocent_insanity) wrote in sortinghat_logs2012-10-13 01:42 am
Entry tags:
Stop and smell the grass
WHO: Kurloz Makara
TONE: somewhat macabre
RATING: PG-13
WHEN: 13 October, early evening
WHERE: Library
WHAT: Kurloz is taking advantage of Hogwarts' massive library and delving into the medical biology section. (btw he's not wearing his makeup, just his eyeliner)
STATUS: ONGOING
Kurloz had decided to spend the majority of his Saturday sketching. Not completely unusual, and some of the sketches had even been lighthearted ones of the outdoor scenery. He'd even bothered to collect one of the autumn leaves and draw it out in exquisite detail, but then he'd gotten lost in the veins of the plant. Veins had led to thoughts of blood, and blood had led to here, the library, in the shadowy section on biology. He hadn't bothered with the general Healing tomes - he'd gone straight for the titles regarding the transformation and distortion of anatomy through spellwork, staring fascinated at the images depicting various gruesome twisted creatures and failed experiments.
He sat at one of the desks, several of the books piled at his arm as he scanned through one in front of him, eyes fixated on the detailed water-coloured painting of two wizards that had been merged to share one spine, both of their faces in agony as the writer noted that the subjects had not lasted long under the pain.
TONE: somewhat macabre
RATING: PG-13
WHEN: 13 October, early evening
WHERE: Library
WHAT: Kurloz is taking advantage of Hogwarts' massive library and delving into the medical biology section. (btw he's not wearing his makeup, just his eyeliner)
STATUS: ONGOING
Kurloz had decided to spend the majority of his Saturday sketching. Not completely unusual, and some of the sketches had even been lighthearted ones of the outdoor scenery. He'd even bothered to collect one of the autumn leaves and draw it out in exquisite detail, but then he'd gotten lost in the veins of the plant. Veins had led to thoughts of blood, and blood had led to here, the library, in the shadowy section on biology. He hadn't bothered with the general Healing tomes - he'd gone straight for the titles regarding the transformation and distortion of anatomy through spellwork, staring fascinated at the images depicting various gruesome twisted creatures and failed experiments.
He sat at one of the desks, several of the books piled at his arm as he scanned through one in front of him, eyes fixated on the detailed water-coloured painting of two wizards that had been merged to share one spine, both of their faces in agony as the writer noted that the subjects had not lasted long under the pain.
no subject
"So it was an attempt to join consciousnesses." He then begins to scan the pages for any more translations. "I wonder if they were able to share any thoughts. I wouldn't think so. Healers didn't have as much of an understanding of the complexities in the human nervous system at that time, so the conjoinment process probably wasn't nearly as intricate as it should have been. Are you interested in conjoinment?"
no subject
not exactly. a brother's more interested in how the human body can and can't work. it's also cool to see how these kick ass spells originated in such a downright crude way.
no subject
"It is fascinating, isn't it? And if you really think about it, the human body is capable of much more adaptaion than most people would think. So with that in mind,"
He pauses briefly, peering at the image once again.
"I think this experiment could have worked if they'd taken more care with the conjoinment process. "
no subject
interesting choice but it can't work - the fucking lines are all wrong.