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

[innocent_insanity]

'Cause you motherfuckers are meant to be all about the maiming and shit.

[Stares. Hard.]

[higherthaneverybody]

[Interesting.] It doesn't serve my purposes. You'll be no longer able to talk.

I thought he didn't have the braces any more, because working ghost troll legs?

[mo_cara]

[Of course, Gamzee interprets the unfinished phrase as, "Always did," which makes him feel both a bit stupid for not pressing his suit harder, and deliriously happy that Tavros has been feeling the same as him. He grabs the brownblood's leg, drawing it up to hook over his hip and grinds his pelvis forward.

His much longer bulge snakes around Tavros's even tighter, then tip probing between his legs for the warm, pulsing nook he knows is there.]

[innocent_insanity]

I'm not the kinda fucker what be passing a lot of air out my protein chute as is.

[Stares at Rhys a moment longer before curling his lip with annoyed disgust before turning away, jamming his hands into his pockets.]

Fuck this shit. I'll do it myself.

[higherthaneverybody]

For now, I need you able to speak. When that's no longer of use, I'll do it for you. [He could always grow it back later, after all.]

[innocent_insanity]

We're speaking just fine like this and I don't gotta do nothing you need motherfucke.

[Rolls eyes and turns away, intending to find some scissors elsewhere.]

[seeringlight]

No. I imagine that we've been put into an illusion of the sort guaranteed to have us fall into the clutches of an inhospitable game that only wishes for our death.

I'm pretty sure we're in Hogwarts, as ridiculous as it sounds. But considering the nature of SBURB, maybe this isn't so ridiculous. I'm on a meteor traveling with aliens to another session. I'm pretty sure being in Hogwarts isn't a stretch by any means.

how did this vaniiiiish

[greenmoonrising]

[Looks around to make sure none of the students are closeby and stands, pulling the curtains shut around them and putting a sound-proofing spell on them before sitting again.]

Being a werewolf or being my sort of werewolf?

No ideaaaaaaaaaaaa

[arrogantalloy]

Well I was going to say, just being a werewolf. But you have types?

Like what, tundra werewolf, manned werewolf?

[greenmoonrising]

No, we generally just have werewolves. My dad and I messed with it though and made it a special case. [Shrugs.]

[arrogantalloy]

Special, huh? When you say special are you saying you change with different colours? Like a purple wolf? Or more like you have wings and antlers?.

[Tony's still entertaining a healthy level of good humour about all this, but he's still finding all this magic hard to believe.]

[greenmoonrising]

[SIGH.] Just... big. And really violent. And I don't need to rely on the phases of the moon.

[arrogantalloy]

... Do you go green?

[greenmoonrising]

Only my eyes.

[arrogantalloy]

Huh. Well that's different. So, when angry, you become a big angry green-eyed wolf?

[greenmoonrising]

[Shrugs.] Pretty much.

[arrogantalloy]

Well, I know for a fact. that it could look worse.

So, what. Sedatives to keep you calm, or... [Tony looks him up and down, taking in his age.] ... Is the big bag of weed an actual thing this time?

[greenmoonrising]

[Doesn't say yes but he DOES get shifty eyed as he responds:] Of course... not.

[arrogantalloy]

[Tony just gives him a very sly grin.]

Not so mild mannered as you look huh, bad boy?

[greenmoonrising]

Hey, whatever helps. [Shrugs.] And it's not weed, per se. A friend of mine and I... play around with potions.

[arrogantalloy]

Oh? playing around with potions, huh? In what way? Because this could be more than a little interesting if you ask me.