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

[shellfishlovver]

[Morning: Locked to Bro]
[It's strange waking up in a body that isn't yours. You don't really notice at first. Or at least, Murdoc didn't. He hums tiredly as he feels himself begining to awaken and his first reaction is to push closer to the other man in the bed so he can wind his arms tighter around him. As far as Murdoc is concerned, he's a perfectly normal wizard in bed with his perfectly normal wizard boyfriend.]

[Anytime: open!]
[So, the winds of change certainly did a number on Murdoc and it will be clear to anyone who sees him. He's now quite a bit taller and more muscular. He's also grey, with fins, horns, fangs and claws! He looks a bit like this, so it's fortunate that his mind is totally uneffected.

You might come across him marching down the halls, huffing and fluttering his fins indignantly as he attempts to avoid most everyone whilst also keeping an eye on them. If you happen to be at the lake, you could catch him attempting to take a swim, he does appear to be part fish! Eventually you may find him sitting in the courtyard with his head in his hands because this has been a surprisingly exhausting day.]

[helmetdoesnothing]

[Murdoc's not the only one who woke up in a body that wasn't his. It took a good deal of talking to calm Mituna down from the fit he'd thrown upon waking up grey with horns and several more inches of height, not to mention a mouth full of sharp oversized teeth that made his lisp all but impossible to control. Once he'd calmed down enough for them to take their eyes off him he'd escaped the hospital wing and scampered off to the courtyard as quickly as his gangly limbs could take him.

It was there he spotted Murdoc, not that he recognised him looking like that. So he's peering around a nearby wall, all dandelion-puff black hair and curiosity, one blue and one red eye peering out from behind the dark strands. He creeps a bit closer, then crouches behind another wall, watching him over the top of it.]

[shellfishlovver]

[Mituna isn't the only one needing to deal with fits, only Murdoc was dealing more with Bro's and not his own. He's pretty bummed out from the other man's vehement rejection of him and the fact that he's had so much thrown at him today. The only plus side? Troll husks are tough. At least he isn't bruising!

Finally he feels as if he's sulked enough and he raises his head, letting out a long suffering sigh before glancing around. Once he catches sight of Mituna, he quirks an eyebrow. Are they the same...?

He stands, approaching slowly and with caution as he tries to catch sight of the boy.]

Mituna? [That is him, right?] It's professor Ampora. Sort of.

[helmetdoesnothing]

[He ducks down with a soft sound of surprise when the stranger says his name.. but no, he knows that voice.] P.. profethor?

[Well, the voice is right. Mituna shrinks down for a moment, then slowly stands, rubbing one hand up his arm. Well, the grey skin and the candycorn horns are the same, even if Mituna has two and is lacking the fins.

The boy walks over to Murdoc hesitantly, looks up at him with his head slightly cocked, then slumps against his chest with both arms wrapped tightly around him.

So. Relieved.]

[plushaeusrumpified]

[It takes having arms wound around him and being pressed against a little harder to rouse Bro from sleep. Immediately he knows something is different. Different and wrong. When that realization hits, he's squirming out of Murdoc's grip, because this is not his bed and he did not fall asleep with anyone the night before. At all. And when he catches sight of the person who was in his bed, it just fuels his actions and he gets himself untangled from the bed and several feet away.]

What the actual almighty fuck?

[And he's reaching for the nearest object- a shoe on the floor- and giving it a hard throw at Murdoc.]

Where the fuck am I? How did I get here? You have so much explaining to do and you should've fucking started five minutes ago.

[shellfishlovver]

[Murdoc lets out a low grumble as Bro begins to shift. Generally he's an early riser, but for some reason it doesn't feel right to be up with the sun. He doesn't understand why he suddenly feels nocturnal, but he isn't going to fight it, until Bro does.

He flutters his eyes open as Bro leaves and raises an eyebrow at him as he speaks. It's not long before there's a shoe flying at him and he barely has the time to sit up and catch it. This is when he realises that his hands are grey. He drops the shoe with an unashamedly loud cry of surprise and scrambles to move out of bed, rubbing at his face groggily and looking very much put out by the fact that this isn't his body.

With that in mind, it's not hard to see why Bro would be acting so strange! He takes a deep breath, deciding he can look in the mirror AFTER he's calmed Bro down.]

It's me, Dirk. Murdoc. [He spreads his clawed hands out in front of him so he knows he doesn't mean him any harm.] The castle is playin' tricks again, obviously. [Okay, that earns him a squeak.] And you're in my room, love. You went to sleep here last night, like you always do.

[plushaeusrumpified]

[Bro's eyes narrow instantly the moment Murdoc calls him by his real name. No one knows his name- hell, he's not even sure Dave knows what his real name is. So for this... what the fuck ever he is to know his name is alarming, and it has him on guard. And then he continues speaking, and he nearly lets out a snort. What the fuck is with the pet name? Love?

That's it. He got drugged and kidnapped. Yep. That's the only fucking explanation for this. Except as far as he's aware, there aren't any of these fucking monsters where he's from. So where the hell...

Ugh, it doesn't fucking matter. What matters is figuring out what the hell is going on and how this guy somehow knows him.]

Back the fuck up. How do you know my name?

[higherthaneverybody]

[And along comes a monster.

Seriously.

Rhys Rhydderch is almost unrecognizable - everything is bigger and more exaggerated, even his hair, and his face is painted like a demonic skull. He's incapable of anything resembling a calming or gentle expression, not with those fangs, and his voice comes out in a basso rumble that isn't even a little bit human.]

Oh, another one.

[Except this one smells briny, he hasn't run across one of those, yet. Something about the smell raises his hackles, and he pulls up short to examine the other troll.]

[shellfishlovver]

[No jokes. Murdoc is a monster of the same variety and he still can't help reeling away in surprise at the sight of that thing. He can only think of one person it could be, given the massive size of him.

His fins flatten against his face as the huge troll approaches and he scrambles out of his seat to stand up straight, puffing himself up a little.]

Rhydderch..? [He inquires, his fins drooping a little as he calms.]

[higherthaneverybody]

[The giant troll stoops a little, staring at the other, then recognizes the scars.] Ampora.

[He straightens again, the purple painted bones of his armor rattling. In a non-castle environment, he probably wouldn't even be able to stand, not with his height AND those massive horns.] Do you even recognize what we are? I'm no walking bestiary, but these forms are entirely unfamiliar.

Still Dirk!

[sugarhighisalie]

[Striding down the hall is a good way to run into Dirk, this time around, because he's wandering rather aimlessly, unenthused about pretty much everything and his appearance in particular.

He draws to a rather abrupt halt when he sees Murdoc coming down the hallway, though.]

What the fuck?

[shellfishlovver]

[Murdoc's reaction is... not much different, to be honest. He at least holds back from cussing at the boy, but he still reels away just a little. He puts a clawed hand over his mouth, thinning his eyes at Dirk and resisting the urge to snort.]

Strider? [And for good measure.] Is there a problem beyond my appearance?

[sugarhighisalie]

[Dirk takes a step back, then suddenly, there's a sword in his hand.]

How the hell do you know my name, Troll?

[Murdoc just has no luck with Striders today.]

[cantstarvethisfire]

[Katniss is running out near the lake, confused about why her mind keeps trying to tell her to hide from other kids in case they want to kill her. She just wanted to do her homework but now she had a headache. Fresh air would fix that.

She spotted something that looked like a half man, half fish and wasn't sure if it was a resident of the lake or someone from her headache reality.]

Hello? Are you... real? [She regretted asking that and knew she sounded crazy.]

[shellfishlovver]

[By the time Katniss catches him, he's about knee deep in the lake and clearly drenched from his little experiment. He really can't blame her for being confused, he looks like some horrible creature that just dragged itself from the depths of the lake.

He gives her a strained look at the question, trying to fight a very instinctual urge to hiss at the girl. What on Earth is wrong with him.]

Miss Everdeen. [He nods, reaching his cape around himself into his hands and wringing it out.] Quite real, yes, albeit woefully unrecognisable. It's professor Ampora.

[cantstarvethisfire]

[She wasn't expecting the aqua gentleman to be Professor Ampora, but she could see his usual Professor Ampora look.]

Are you studying to become an Animagus? Or did you get hexed? [She didn't know who would try to hex a Defense teacher, maybe a fish stick wanted revenge. She walked a bit closer to see if anything else was weird about him.]

[seeringlight]

[Rose is also wandering through the halls. She's quite taken to her surroundings.]

This is peculiar. Never have I ever thought I'd see this as a reality. This must be some estrange dream bubble of some kind.

[She does notice Murdoc though, and she's quite surprised at his appearance. This makes her think even more that it's a dream bubble. She has yet to ever see an adult troll!] Excuse me? I am usually familiar with younger troll associates, but you are surprisingly elder.

[shellfishlovver]

[The troll seems to perk up the moment he hears her voice, as if it's familiar. So by the time she addresses him, he's already staring right at her. From the way she talks, he's starting to think she's in the same state of mind as her father, but at least she doesn't seem inclined to punch him in the face.

Wait- what did she call him? He thins his eyes at her, his fins flattening against his face as he does.]

Excuse me? Miss Lalonde, is that any way to speak to your professor? I hardly think that kind of language is appropriate for a young witch.

[seeringlight]

[Rose has no reason to react to him in an aggressive manner. She is taken aback that he seems to know her by name though.]

I didn't mean it that way. The trolls I have met have been six to seven sweeps. They were around my age. I have never guessed I would meet one who has reached full adulthood.

How do you know my name?

[mo_cara]

[Well, there's Gamzee. Except, you know, with horns and fangs and claws and some kind of circus juggling club? Who's coming down the hall in the other direction, and stops, staring at Murdoc in obvious surprise.]

Woah, Eridan, motherfucker, you got old. And big!

[shellfishlovver]

[Gamzee is immediately familiar to Murdoc...And apparently Murdoc is familiar to him!!! ...In the wrong way... He droops a little at the comment, giving him a tired look.]

I'm not Eridan. He's my son. I take it you've no idea who I am, do you?

[mo_cara]

I ain't got the knowing of no adults. You ain't here to be killing all of us, are you? [Gamzee doesn't seem too concerned by this prospect, however.]

[papatiger]

[He's not a fish? Whoops. He might have to clarify that with the boat that's speeding its way closer and closer to his location in the lake. Leading the charge is Wesley, but while the face is the same, nothing can be said about his mind. For one, he's got a net, hastily made with whatever rope he could find around Hogwarts, and it looks like he's set on making Murdoc his catch of the day.]

[shellfishlovver]

[The boat speeding toward Murdoc isn't hard to miss, nor is that net in Wesley's arms, for that matter. He widens his eyes, sputtering at a loss for words and waving his arms in a 'please don't catch me, I'm not a fish' manner.

...Which is difficult to convey. So he'll call out.]

If you put me in a net the next year will be very awkward, professor!

[papatiger]

[He can't hide the look of shock on his face when Murdoc speaks to him. He actually halts his advance, his net in his hands and all ready to be thrown and used as a snare, to stare at Murdoc for two seconds.

And then he throws the net and shouts at him.]

Demon fish! Prepare to die!