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

canon mind; au body

[innocent_insanity]

[Kurloz has no idea where he is or what he's been turned into. First he wakes up in something that is definitely not his coon and then he sees his skin's all pink and shit - he's even shorter!

It's just not in his nature to panic and freak out though, so he found his way to an ablution trap to examine himself in the mirror, noting that at least his ocular orbs were almost the right colour, though the loss of his horns was traumatizing. He then noted two rather big errors in his physical makeup.

1. His mouth isn't sewn shut.

2. His tongue is still there.

His teeth are too blunt to cut through the thick muscle, hm. So, first order of business, finding something sharp. And some needle and thread...

Finding parchment and ink close to the fabric box thing he woke up in that morning, Kurloz writes in messy Beforian "need something sharp, needle and thread too. please :o)" Which... doesn't look like any known language on Earth.

Somehow one way or another he creeps out of the Slytherin dorms and trawls the hallways, dressed only in rumpled pajamas and sneakers with bed-raggled hair, 'sign' in hand.]

[hearnoevil]

[Meulin hasn't been affected by the curse going around, nor has she even come to realize that anything is happening just yet. She's just hugging her sketchbook in her hand, thinking of finding some quiet room with a view so she can do some drawing.

When she sees Kurloz down the hall, she can't help but notice that he seems a little lost, especially dressed as he is. Still it's hardly something that would deter her away, so she quickens her step waving to get his attention]

Kurloz! Hey! [As she draws nearer she gives him a bright grin and can't help but laugh a little.] Someone looks like they just got out of bed. What are you doing in your jammies?

[innocent_insanity]

[Kurloz freezes and glances around at the girl approaching him, tilting his head slightly and eyes boring into her face. Yes, the skin colour is all wrong and again there's a distinct lack of horns or fangs but...

His hands move quickly in Beforian sign:]

Meulin?

[hearnoevil]

[That expression on his face makes her pause for a moment, and she furrows her brow in confusion at the sign language. She had picked up on it pretty quickly back during therapy, and she and Kurloz had never had any difficulty communicating before but that went right over her head.]

Sorry, could you sign that again? I didn't catch it.

[innocent_insanity]

[It's strange - Kurloz never really interacted with the humans that visited the dream bubbles and had never learned English to communicate with them. He knew a few snatches from the others picking up the language - particularly Aranea and her long monologues.

As such, in this moment Kurloz has no idea what Meulin(?) has said, but he can see she doesn't understand him either. Hope that she's like him, trapped in a different body but with the same mind, he signs, slower this time:]

Meulin?

[hearnoevil]

[She still doesn't understand and it makes her feel a bit self-conscious, and also guilty, reminding her that the only reason he ever has difficulty communicating is because of her. It shows on her face and an embarrassed flush rises to her cheek. She still hasn't gotten the fact that Kurloz can't understand her either so she reaches into her worn robes to pull out a pencil and flips to the first empty page of her sketchbook.]

I don't think I ever quite learned that. Do you think-- [And then she paused, looking around. Standing in the hall and talking, especially when Kurloz was still in his sleeping clothes was probably not the best idea. Which really brought about the question of why he was doing that to begin with.]

Lets go somewhere else to talk...do you want to change furst?

[innocent_insanity]

[Huh... so this Meulin clearly isn't his Meulin, seeing as how she can't understand him at all. The disappointment is clear on his face as he shakes his head dejectedly, running a hand through his tousled hair and sighing silently. Still, she might have what he needs, right? He moves his fingers together in a scissoring motion, wondering if she might have a pair of scissors or something for him to cut with.]

Canon mind and body

[mo_cara]

[While he's still in the dorms, he may see a familiar troll, either because he's met Gamzee before, or because Gamzee looks a lot like how Kurloz is supposed to look. The indigoblood seems to be contemplating one of the moving portraits, his expression somewhat slack and blank. That is, until he hears the human, and he spins, his eyes blazing brilliant orange, a juggling club appearing in his hand-]

Oh, shit, it's another one of you pink star monkeys. [He relaxes a little, and grins dopily, the club disappearing.]

[innocent_insanity]

[Staaaaaaaaaaaaares at the troll, eyes narrowing. The only man he answers to has scars along his glorious face, while this fucker's face is unmarred. But hey, it's a familiar form and similar enough, especially with that flash of orange in his eyes.

Still, he has things he needs doing, so he holds up his sign so the troll can see it.]

Going to assume Beforian and Alternian are basically the same.

[mo_cara]

[Gamzee peers at the sign, then shrugs - that's not the kind of thing he carries around with him, even in his sylladex.]

Sorry, bro, I ain't much for putting pieces back together what have got good reasons to be doing the skedaddle away from each other. Kanaya's the one who could be getting her helpful on with you.

Sounds good!

[innocent_insanity]

[Tilts head curiously - he's never met any 'Kanaya' in his time but if she's the one to find... Damn, should've brought more ink. He looks around pointedly as if to find this other troll Gamzee's talking about.]

[mo_cara]

I ain't got the know of where she be hiding at. [admits with a shrug] Ain't never been in this topsy turvy stone hive fort afore, so I ain't laid my peepers on no trolls that I got the friendship disease with. I gotta find me some of them motherfuckers, anyway.

[looks briefly worried]

[innocent_insanity]

[Nods in understanding and points at himself before lifting both hands to his head, pointing them up like horns to indicate that he's also a troll.

Just... not. But he's smiling!? You can't keep looking worried when someone's smiling at you, right??]

[helmetdoesnothing]

[Mituna's been landed with a grey skinned, pointy-toothed body with one blue and one red eye hidden behind his mop of black hair, four horns poking up out of the dark strands.

When he finds Kurloz wandering the halls, his first thought is to wonder what he's still doing in his pyjamas, one eye squinting shut as he cocks his head curiously. It doesn't occur to him at first that something might have happened to him, too.]

Kurlozth?

[Wow, the name is even harder to get around his teeth but he forces it out, watching the other boy with a frown.]

[innocent_insanity]

[-!!! It's his motherfucking best bud! His actual Mituna! Kurloz practically dashes over to Mituna, grinning brightly and grabbing the troll in a tight hug because man, he's been in desperate need of a familiar face!]

[helmetdoesnothing]

[Oh, holy--

There aren't many people he'll tolerate something like this from, but Kurloz is one of them, and he wraps both arms tightly around the other boy without even a thought for why he's not asking about the way he looks.]

Am I f-fhucking glad to thee you.

[innocent_insanity]

[Kurloz keeps hugging him tight...... right until Mituna speaks.]

-!?

[Pulls back from Mituna and puts his hands to the troll's cheeks, staring into his eyes with a confused frown on his face. C'mon c'mon is that YOU 'Tuna!?]

[helmetdoesnothing]

[He stares right back at him, fingers closed lightly around his wrists.]

The nurthe thaid thingth thhould be back to normal thoon... what'th wrong?

[innocent_insanity]

[Just watch as Kurloz's face crumples with disappointment, Mituna. He's now sure this isn't his buddy at all - he's got all the wrong speaking on. This really, really isn't fair.]

[higherthaneverybody]

Mr. Makara. [greeting his son, and immediately noting the change in demeanor, the sign in the unfamiliar language ... hmm, something has definitely happened] If you are still Kurloz Makara.

[innocent_insanity]

[STARES AT. Damn but this fucker's pretty intense, as far as (Beforian) trolls go! Still, Kurloz is digging the adult troll's style, and perks up when his name is mentioned, obviously responding to it. He attempts signing to see if the adult will understand him, though if Rhys has been watching Kurloz's usual sign language he'll notice there's something very off about the positions his hands are taking.]

Who are you?

[higherthaneverybody]

[Yes, there's definitely something wrong, though Kurloz also obviously knows who he is. The huge troll shakes his shaggy head at the boy.] I don't recognize those. Writing would be-

[No, wait, it wouldn't, because of those odd symbols. And Rhys can no longer use his wand, so he couldn't cast any sort of translation spell, either. Damn. He growls in frustration, completely unconsciously, a heavy, rumbling sound that echoes up from deep in his chest.]

[He leans over then, looming over the smaller human, amber and indigo eyes intense on the child.] Speak, if you can. I've heard you before.

[innocent_insanity]

[As a Beforian troll, Kurloz isn't all that violent by nature. But even he can feel intimidation and react like a beast under threat, baring his blunt human teeth in a silent snarl as his body drops a bit in a defensive crouch. He might not be able to use this human body's magic the way he uses his chucklevoodoos, but something clicks in the back of his mind without him realising it and his deeper, thicker, threateningly enraged voice growls in Rhys' mind. It doesn't help that he's thinking in Beforian.]

DON'T YOU TAKE ANOTHER MOTHERFUCKING STEP CLOSER OR I SWEAR TO GOG I'M GONNA FUCK YOUR SHIT UP SO HARD YOU AIN'T GONNA BE WIGGLING EVEN YOUR LITTLE FINGER.

[higherthaneverybody]

[The big troll's reaction is instinctual - no small, soft creature like this is going to try and threaten him, even if it's in a language he doesn't comprehend. He has enough self control not to just swipe his claws across the boy's throat - it's his son! - but one huge hand shoots out and pins Kurloz to the wall with casual, brutal strength, holding him in place.]

STAND DOWN, YOU WILL NOT THREATEN ME, CHILD. [His voice is thunder, the kind of voice a real troll would use to show dominance over a weaker one.] DO YOU UNDERSTAND?

[innocent_insanity]

[His bloodpusher hammers in his chest as he's pinned back, and his skin pales instantly. His threatening facial expression slackens with surprise and he stares at the adult troll with confusion. THIS troll looked like he was from the same universe as the one troll he submits to... but then why wasn't he watching his internal organs get pulled out by those massive claws for his insubordination?

His mental voice is calmer this time as he asks in Beforian:]

... Who the fuck are you?