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tabularasa_rp2021-01-21 11:40 am
metachrosis) wrote in tabularasa_rp2021-01-21 11:40 am
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Who: Espio the Chameleon and anyone!
What: The Void thinks he’s a dragon and that he should have wings. He disagrees.
Where: Leylines / Mortis Lake Shore / Shibumenosaki Underground Academy
When: After the tremors have stopped
Content Warnings: None in particular
Questions
Ley Lines
Okay, testing mysterious glowy telepathy thing. Anyone hear me? For all I know I could be talking into the void.
[You have to be near it to hear, right? Though given this is a new thing the world has decided to give them, how it really works is probably a mystery to all of them... everything here has something of a mystery to it. There are so many unanswered questions, so much to be made sense of! And right now, Espio’s main question is regarding unexpected transformations...
Not for any particular reason. Nope. He definitely hasn’t suddenly acquired new appendages out of nowhere for no apparent reason, absolutely not. Not that he’s going to be able to hide them...]
Quick question. I’ll keep it brief. Since coming here, has anyone had something change about them? Like new powers, or old powers coming back... or suddenly sprouting horns or a tail out of nowhere... is that normal here? Should we be expecting that to happen?
Clumsy
Mortis Lake Shore
It’s not a good day. The problem? Unwilling transformations. Again.
He didn’t mind when he suddenly gained a golden-coloured horn upon his forehead. A horn is completely fine, because he’s supposed to have a horn, and it makes logical sense to him that an illogical place like this would pick up on that and let him have it back. He’d like it if it would turn him back into a chameleon, instead of keeping him in this human shape, but getting his horn back was a still a nice surprise.
Wings, on the other hand... chameleons don’t have wings. Waking up with a pair of pink and gold dragon wings painfully and tightly bound by his clothing was very much not such a nice surprise, even when he did tear them free. These things had better be temporary!
...okay, maybe some people would be excited to suddenly have wings. Espio does like flying, so surely it would be nice to fly unaided. Right? Too bad he doesn’t know how to actually use them.
Espio has taken himself to a relatively open area by the lake, and is attempting to occupy himself with figuring out how wings work. Most of it is simply exercise - furling and unfurling them, stretching and flapping, adjusting their position, attempting to at least get the damn things under control enough that he doesn’t accidentally smack someone in the face or knock everything over like he’s been doing all day. It’s a pain in the ass.
He can’t quite resist trying to at least get off the ground, however... and he does succeed! It’s just that he only gets a few feet up before swiftly crashing back down into an undignified heap with a loud shout and a lot of swearing. This is not going to work.
Curious
Shibumenosaki Underground Academy
Nurse’s Office -> Gym
The plan was to visit the gym. Sudden wings were no excuse for Espio to skip out on his usual daily fitness regime! He makes a brief stop on the way, however, should anyone be curious enough to follow him. In the vague hope that he might find something to treat the minor scrapes and cuts from his earlier experiments, he slips into the nurse’s office, and while he doesn’t find what he’s looking for he does take notice of the anatomical model and the two empty stands beside it.
“Person... machine... dragon,” he reads out loud. He never took particular notice of these before, but given that he is currently sporting a pair of distinctly draconic wings, he can’t help but be curious. Is ‘dragon’ something this place considers similar to people? “Weird.”
And with that - after hearing anyone else’s input on the matter, should they have followed him - he heads off to take his stress out on a punching bag, where he’s more than happy to talk or even offer a little tuition to someone. He’s not a gym trainer, no, but he is a martial arts instructor, so it might be worth asking!
What: The Void thinks he’s a dragon and that he should have wings. He disagrees.
Where: Leylines / Mortis Lake Shore / Shibumenosaki Underground Academy
When: After the tremors have stopped
Content Warnings: None in particular
Questions
Ley Lines
Okay, testing mysterious glowy telepathy thing. Anyone hear me? For all I know I could be talking into the void.
[You have to be near it to hear, right? Though given this is a new thing the world has decided to give them, how it really works is probably a mystery to all of them... everything here has something of a mystery to it. There are so many unanswered questions, so much to be made sense of! And right now, Espio’s main question is regarding unexpected transformations...
Not for any particular reason. Nope. He definitely hasn’t suddenly acquired new appendages out of nowhere for no apparent reason, absolutely not. Not that he’s going to be able to hide them...]
Quick question. I’ll keep it brief. Since coming here, has anyone had something change about them? Like new powers, or old powers coming back... or suddenly sprouting horns or a tail out of nowhere... is that normal here? Should we be expecting that to happen?
Clumsy
Mortis Lake Shore
It’s not a good day. The problem? Unwilling transformations. Again.
He didn’t mind when he suddenly gained a golden-coloured horn upon his forehead. A horn is completely fine, because he’s supposed to have a horn, and it makes logical sense to him that an illogical place like this would pick up on that and let him have it back. He’d like it if it would turn him back into a chameleon, instead of keeping him in this human shape, but getting his horn back was a still a nice surprise.
Wings, on the other hand... chameleons don’t have wings. Waking up with a pair of pink and gold dragon wings painfully and tightly bound by his clothing was very much not such a nice surprise, even when he did tear them free. These things had better be temporary!
...okay, maybe some people would be excited to suddenly have wings. Espio does like flying, so surely it would be nice to fly unaided. Right? Too bad he doesn’t know how to actually use them.
Espio has taken himself to a relatively open area by the lake, and is attempting to occupy himself with figuring out how wings work. Most of it is simply exercise - furling and unfurling them, stretching and flapping, adjusting their position, attempting to at least get the damn things under control enough that he doesn’t accidentally smack someone in the face or knock everything over like he’s been doing all day. It’s a pain in the ass.
He can’t quite resist trying to at least get off the ground, however... and he does succeed! It’s just that he only gets a few feet up before swiftly crashing back down into an undignified heap with a loud shout and a lot of swearing. This is not going to work.
Curious
Shibumenosaki Underground Academy
Nurse’s Office -> Gym
The plan was to visit the gym. Sudden wings were no excuse for Espio to skip out on his usual daily fitness regime! He makes a brief stop on the way, however, should anyone be curious enough to follow him. In the vague hope that he might find something to treat the minor scrapes and cuts from his earlier experiments, he slips into the nurse’s office, and while he doesn’t find what he’s looking for he does take notice of the anatomical model and the two empty stands beside it.
“Person... machine... dragon,” he reads out loud. He never took particular notice of these before, but given that he is currently sporting a pair of distinctly draconic wings, he can’t help but be curious. Is ‘dragon’ something this place considers similar to people? “Weird.”
And with that - after hearing anyone else’s input on the matter, should they have followed him - he heads off to take his stress out on a punching bag, where he’s more than happy to talk or even offer a little tuition to someone. He’s not a gym trainer, no, but he is a martial arts instructor, so it might be worth asking!
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In most worlds, it seems we don't mingle much. We haven't mingled with humanity for centuries where I come from. Probably for the best, really.
You woke up with... wings?!?
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[There’s a small sigh.]
...yes, wings. Big dragon wings. They’re pink.
I assume that’s not normal.
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[She frowned, visibly confused.]
No, that's not normal at all. I wouldn't peg you for pink for one. Kind of doesn't go with your whole look does it?
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[Perhaps she would elaborate more on it if he asks another time? It does sound a little like how Dominic describes the cryptids of Earth, many of which make effort to hide themselves from humans while at the same time living very closely to them.]
Well, it matches the tail. Used to be I was pink all over - or rather, somewhere between pink and purple. I didn’t always have full control over the exact shade.
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Well, unless you can shapechange somehow usually you wouldn't. But how'd you change from that to this? And, on that note, I'm assuming wings aren't 'that' weird for you?
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...I’m a chameleon. Literally. Cold-blooded and everything. Changing colour is kind of our thing. The ‘looking human’ part, I never understood - I just sort of transformed between one reality and the next, and no one knew why.
Chameleons don’t have wings. Tail and horn, yes. Wings, no.
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And you're going all... dragon-y around here, just like I'm going back to all spirit-y?
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[Dragon-y, huh...? Why would he be turning dragon-y? The only resemblance he has to dragons is being a reptile. Unless, for whatever reason, this place doesn’t differentiate between types of reptile.]
...oh no. I’d better not be turning into something else again.
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What's happened to me hasn't involved a LOT of changes, but ...yeah, I don't really like not knowing for sure either.
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Still, it's not all bad here. Just very very weird.
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[His voice, which is already quite a deep and gruff voice, pitches a little lower and his words sound completely flat. He might have already seen the death of his universe, thank you for the reminder.
Not that it’s any of her business.]
I can deal with weird. Feel like I hit the “seen it all” threshold a long time ago.
...I’m sure I’m too young to feel this tired.
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Mostly because I don't think the Void knows when to stop. [She laughed softly.] I wonder if we'll ever really see it all here?