The winds of change~~

[shnpc]

WHO: Everyone!
TONE: Anything from fun to serious
RATING: PG-13+
WHEN: 20th - 23rd April
WHERE: All around the school
WHAT: Canon selves event! A seance gone awry has had its effect on the school, bringing about mental and physical changes to students and staff alike! Full details of the combinations of effects can be found here.
STATUS: Ongoing! Use whichever style you like.

[Spring brings change, but that change isn't always a good thing! Whether your character has changed entirely into their canon self, or only in part, please keep in mind that whatever they know/learn of their original canon during this event will be unable to be clearly recalled - disappearing with their past self - when the event is over. This is to avoid fourth-walling after the conclusion of the event.

Please also keep in mind that some people will not want to fourth-wall during the event! Make sure it's alright with the other player before you decide to do that. Above all, though, have fun!]

Comments

[arrogantalloy]

Cooties? Cooties. Yeah, you should probably find the hospital wing for a cootie shot there.

[He gestures down the hall towards the infirmary, which he had been in earlier]

[arrogantalloy]

[There was a moment of contemplation]

Fixed points in time? Well, yeah, this makes sense at least with some basic time theories. Even looking back on it, I guess it does make sense. Hm, speaking of fixed points in time.

[He gives Bruce a scrutinising look]

I wonder if you know if you become a great hulking rage beast?

[greenmoonrising]

I already am one here. [Shrug.]

[higherthaneverybody]

A little terror can be a healthy thing. Some of the students in the state they're in now need it. [dryly]

[higherthaneverybody]

... I see. [He looks down at his own hands, curiously piercing the tip of one finger with his own claw, and sure enough, his blood wells up a deep blue-purple. He licks the blood clean absently, looking back up at Kurloz.] It's not a dream. You're in another reality. Possibly an alternate one, because the body you're in right now belongs to Kurloz Makara as well, but he's a human, from Earth.

[mo_cara]

I guess 'cause they might be up and killing all them little wigglers and maybe eating them up. [shrugs] You look old, though. Like, damn, the horns on you and shit!

[mo_cara]

[Gamzee rises to his feet, moaning happily at the horn tug, and then presses his body up against the smaller troll. There's not much to open on his pants - they have an elastic waist, so they can just be slipped down, but even before the brownblood can do that, he's rubbing up against Tavros's bulge with his own, writhing behind the polka-dot cloth.]

[mo_cara]

Nah. [Gamzee looks briefly off, almost, but not quite, frowning.] Ain't nothing left to get high on.

[innocent_insanity]

Fuck. Seriously?

[Looks thoroughly disgruntled, looking down at his hands and huffing.]

This ain't right at all. This shitty body's all sorts of fucking WRONG AND WEAK. Can't be doing none of the Merciful Messiah's work like this.

[toreadorkabull]

-=tavros groans, especially since he didn't even need the braces to get closer, his bulge was doing it all on it's own. he leans up to bite at his boyfriend's jaw, feeling more agression than normal as he still tries to tug down on gamzee's pants, claws scraping accidentally at gamzee's skin as he did so. god these prehensile things are really handy=-

[mo_cara]

[The taller troll lets out a rumbling, delighted growl when Tavros's teeth scrape his skin, and another at the claws - he knew the little brownblood could be aggressive with the right inspiration! And how motherfucking cool is it that that inspiration is apparently his own tastyfine self?]

Damn, Tavros, [he gasps] if I'd been knowing you wanted to-oooohhh ...

[And words are pretty much beyond his grasp, as Tavros finally gets his pants down, letting the big bulge leaking indigo escape and twine with the smaller troll's. His eyes roll back in his head a little, and he lets out the most wanton, delirious groan he's probably ever produced.]

[higherthaneverybody]

It's also capable of great magic. [flatly, then narrows his eyes] What kind of work are you talking about?

[Because that sounds awfully close to some things he's considered or done himself ... ]

[arrogantalloy]

[Tony raises an eyebrow]

Really? Super Solider experiments and Gamma radiation? At this age? Even I think that one's a stretch.

[shellfishlovver]

Do you mean to say the elders of our species are cannibals, but only when it comes to their young? [He can’t help crinkling his nose.] That’s positively barbaric.

Are horns some sort of indication of old age? [He supposes it makes sense, given that Rhys is ancient and his horns are huge.]

[shellfishlovver]

That’s a little ominous, wouldn’t you say? The castle already seems well prepared at keeping students on their toes, though I must say bellowing for students to do their homework in a form like this would be entertainin’, to say the very least.

[stubbornskeptic]

AAAAAAH YOU'RE RIGHT! I'LL COME AND KISS YOU AFTER I GET MY SHOTS!!!!!

[And with that, Jane zooms off, dusting the halls with a light coating of sugar in her wake.]

[greenmoonrising]

More like fucked up werewolves.

[higherthaneverybody]

The amount of volume these bodies can produce is impressive, not to mention timbre. [If Rhys's smile was intimidating before, it's positively terrifying now, all enormous teeth and menace.]

[mo_cara]

Hell yeah! I'm gonna have me some giant motherfuckers one day! [enthusiastically, then, finally seeming to catch on a little] How come you ain't got the knowing of all this shit?

[arrogantalloy]

Werewolves, huh, really? Well that's just different.

[He gives Bruce an appraising look up and down for a moment]

So what's that even like?

[He has the eyes of a man who knows science when he see's it.]

[innocent_insanity]

Only the sweet blessed work that a fucker's got to be doing for the coming of the Messiahs. WEEDING OUT THE WEAK MOTHERFUCKING HERETICS AND BRING ON THE GRAND FUCKING DARK CARNIVAL.

[A manic gleam enters the indigo eyes that seem to flash from pale lavender to almost black indigo and then he straightens, the madness gone and leaving a disgruntled teen behind. He then glances up and down at Rhys.]

You got a knife or some shit on you, tallbro?

[higherthaneverybody]

[Interesting. Very, very interesting. Perhaps the apple's fallen even closer to the tree than he thought.]

No, not currently. Just these. [And those are some wicked claws, indeed.] What do you need it for?

[innocent_insanity]

Good enough. You're Alternian or whatever shit you twisted up timeline fuckers are yeah?

[Not waiting for a response, he sticks his tongue out and points at it with a finger.]

Get this shitstain out for a brother would you?

[toreadorkabull]

-=well he didn't think gamzee's dick could get any more intimidating but there it is. it didn't fighten him though, not anymore. he trusts gamzee, and gamzee is gamzee even if he had horns and a python in his pants=-

Always d- aah...

-=always do. which isn't even an exaggeration by any means. introduce a teenager to sex and it's like opening the floodgates to needy hormonal tidal waves. twining together makes him shudder, and he tries to hook a leg up over gamzee's hip. the braces make it hard and awkward, but he just wants to get closer somehow=-

[higherthaneverybody]

[raises his eyebrows] Why should I do that?