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deercountry2022-01-02 05:41 pm
droptheious) wrote in deercountry2022-01-02 05:41 pm
Entry tags:
- ahiru: timmy,
- albert wesker: ref,
- ange ushiromiya: jelle,
- ariadne: wizera,
- darth maul: shade,
- dipper pines: jami,
- kyle broflovski: emma,
- lance: charley,
- luz noceda: pedro,
- manabu yuuki: elle,
- orpheus: qv,
- reaper: vette,
- richie tozier: effy,
- takashi "shiro" shirogane: red,
- the abomination: alba,
- the medicine seller: greenrivers,
- usagi tsukino: jax,
- varian: tf,
- zib: taku
[Open] Keep it locked up, keep it sealed tight
Who: Varian and YOU!
What: Varian's final corrupted days, his beasthood turn and the aftermath. See his corruption/monster page HERE!
When: First 2 weeks of Jan- before the event.
Where: Around the city!
Content Warnings: Applicable content warnings go here. Mentions of death, corruption, dissociation.
Hope you've stocked up - Last days of corruption
Anyone who's close to Varian will have noticed his slow corruption growth over the last two months. By the time January rolls around, things have gotten worse instead of better. By now his skin is made of a thick, black rock. This same black rock has turned his teeth into sharp fangs and his nails into claws. two amber horns sprout out from his head, and his elbows and one remaining ankle have spurs of the same stuff- as is the tail he's since gotten, flicking nervously as he paces around- firey red eyes darting around furtively.
He'd largely been keeping himself out of sight, trying to handle this alone, but his hallucinations have driven him onwards. He stares at things seemingly only he can see. If he comes across you, he'll grip your arm tightly (sorry if those claws hurt, he's not even thinking about it). He points at an empty spot of nothing, worry on his face.
"Eugene!" you are definitely not Eugene, but it's clear that's who he's seeing right now. "We- we gotta deal with these rocks before they take over everything! There's...there's got to be a cavern around here somewhere so we can cut them off, right?"
It's a long night - Monsterdom (Gaze and surrounding area)
Regardless of how much or how little help he gets in his final days of corruption, eventually, Fern decides enough is enough and the best way to handle this is to Fistfight God. Which is to say, he goes off to confront The Tower about this and gets himself killed by Never Mind in the process. Varian got there too late, and being the driving reason behind his boyfriend dying again was the final nail in the coffin for him.
The transformation is quick and sharp, and what's left is a a ten-foot rock monster spewing fire everywhere. His leg is still missing in this form, at least, which should help anyone with a quick ID-check. Varian himself rages through the city, slamming against buildings and breathing fire at anyone foolish enough to come close. It's definitely attracting the attention of nearby hunters- so perhaps finding a way to talk him back down before there's another death today would be for the best?
Nothing good is meant to stay - Aftermath
Eventually, Varian lets his friends in, lets them talk him down and the best hood fades. Parts of corruption still cling to him- his skin is still an unhealthy grey colour and his nails aren't quite back to normal yet. He's also sitting in a ball on the floor- partly out of shock and partly because he can't go anywhere without his leg - if someone could fetch him that, that would be awesome.
Or perhaps you come to him in the days that follow. He mostly stays near the Disaster House in Cassandra, as he waits for Fern to come back to life. He can be found inside the house, or sometimes sitting on the front porch, people-watching. Though he's certainly not better yet, day by day the signs of corruption lessen. Any visitors will get a tired smile, he's still a little withdrawn, but he's getting there.
"H-hey, thanks for checking in," nothing has changed how awkward he is at least! "Um...how are you doing?"
Because obviously, you're here for him to check up on you. Obviously.
[[OOC: The monster battle is intended to be open to any CR who want to take part. No ONE character will be responsible for talking him down from monsterdom, it is intended to be a team effort- hammering home that Varian is able to rely on his support network. Feel free to make separate threads, team up with other players, thread hop, etc. Do what you like, and we can wibbly-wobbly-timey-wimey it so it happened around the same time- to make it easier than players trying to keep to one concurrent thread! Go nuts! As always please hit me up onteeeff for anything! ]]
What: Varian's final corrupted days, his beasthood turn and the aftermath. See his corruption/monster page HERE!
When: First 2 weeks of Jan- before the event.
Where: Around the city!
Content Warnings: Applicable content warnings go here. Mentions of death, corruption, dissociation.
Hope you've stocked up - Last days of corruption
Anyone who's close to Varian will have noticed his slow corruption growth over the last two months. By the time January rolls around, things have gotten worse instead of better. By now his skin is made of a thick, black rock. This same black rock has turned his teeth into sharp fangs and his nails into claws. two amber horns sprout out from his head, and his elbows and one remaining ankle have spurs of the same stuff- as is the tail he's since gotten, flicking nervously as he paces around- firey red eyes darting around furtively.
He'd largely been keeping himself out of sight, trying to handle this alone, but his hallucinations have driven him onwards. He stares at things seemingly only he can see. If he comes across you, he'll grip your arm tightly (sorry if those claws hurt, he's not even thinking about it). He points at an empty spot of nothing, worry on his face.
"Eugene!" you are definitely not Eugene, but it's clear that's who he's seeing right now. "We- we gotta deal with these rocks before they take over everything! There's...there's got to be a cavern around here somewhere so we can cut them off, right?"
It's a long night - Monsterdom (Gaze and surrounding area)
Regardless of how much or how little help he gets in his final days of corruption, eventually, Fern decides enough is enough and the best way to handle this is to Fistfight God. Which is to say, he goes off to confront The Tower about this and gets himself killed by Never Mind in the process. Varian got there too late, and being the driving reason behind his boyfriend dying again was the final nail in the coffin for him.
The transformation is quick and sharp, and what's left is a a ten-foot rock monster spewing fire everywhere. His leg is still missing in this form, at least, which should help anyone with a quick ID-check. Varian himself rages through the city, slamming against buildings and breathing fire at anyone foolish enough to come close. It's definitely attracting the attention of nearby hunters- so perhaps finding a way to talk him back down before there's another death today would be for the best?
Nothing good is meant to stay - Aftermath
Eventually, Varian lets his friends in, lets them talk him down and the best hood fades. Parts of corruption still cling to him- his skin is still an unhealthy grey colour and his nails aren't quite back to normal yet. He's also sitting in a ball on the floor- partly out of shock and partly because he can't go anywhere without his leg - if someone could fetch him that, that would be awesome.
Or perhaps you come to him in the days that follow. He mostly stays near the Disaster House in Cassandra, as he waits for Fern to come back to life. He can be found inside the house, or sometimes sitting on the front porch, people-watching. Though he's certainly not better yet, day by day the signs of corruption lessen. Any visitors will get a tired smile, he's still a little withdrawn, but he's getting there.
"H-hey, thanks for checking in," nothing has changed how awkward he is at least! "Um...how are you doing?"
Because obviously, you're here for him to check up on you. Obviously.
[[OOC: The monster battle is intended to be open to any CR who want to take part. No ONE character will be responsible for talking him down from monsterdom, it is intended to be a team effort- hammering home that Varian is able to rely on his support network. Feel free to make separate threads, team up with other players, thread hop, etc. Do what you like, and we can wibbly-wobbly-timey-wimey it so it happened around the same time- to make it easier than players trying to keep to one concurrent thread! Go nuts! As always please hit me up on
teeeff for anything! ]]
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He absolutely will, there's no question of it. In fact, questioning it at all is not allowed!!
"Yeah, he's doing okay, he'll uh- reform eventually. It might take him a little while to pull together a human-shaped form, I guess it depends on how much it takes it out of him," he scratches his cheek thoughtfully. "The resurrection system is different here, there's no death-flu, so he might actually be okay? Or at least be okay faster."
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Luca, having actually seen Reaper turn back, knows how quickly it can go.
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Because hooo boy the side effects in the dream were bad.
"No lost memories that I've noticed here, either. That's a bonus. I'd run out of body parts pretty fast otherwise."
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Why would lost memories end in lost body parts? Usually those two things were not connected. Or maybe it's because of whatever Varian's always doing in his and Fern's bathroom? Maybe he has to remember where he put all the holes? Luca's not sure, but he's glad he's always avoided the bathroom closes to Fern and Varian's room.
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Right. That. He clears his throat, looking down at his prosthetic.
"So...in Deerington, the last time Fern died he...lost a lot of his memories. Of home and of Deerington. He didn't even know who I was," and that hurt a great deal- more than he was even aware of at the time. "It was my fault he'd died, and back then we could offer a sacrifice to Sodder to ease the suffering...make it so he got his memory back faster? I told her I'd give anything to get his memory back aaaaand-"
He knocks on his leg, thunk-thunk.
"The next day my leg got chewed off and about a week after that Fern's memories came back way quicker than they normally would have."
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That was a huge sacrifice. Sure, he knows it was because Varian clearly blamed himself for Fern's death, and sure, he knows Varian didn't know exactly what she'd take, but...well, he might not have known what she took, but the fact that Varian was willing to give up anything in the first place...
"Wow. You really love him...I mean, I knew you really loved him, but...how long did it take for memories to come back back then?"
Because here, of course, there's no memory issue when people die, so he figures it might be helpful to have some context to know how much Varian had spared Fern. After all, if it turns out it would only be gone for two weeks instead of one, he might start to question Varian's judgement.
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Varian smiles lightly, perhaps a little sappily. Because yes, he does love Fern, completely and utterly. So much that the thought of seeing him suffer for even a second was unbearable enough that he gave up an actual limb for him. The sad thing is, even it if had been the case that he'd only shaved a week off, he still would have done it.
"I do, I love him more than I've ever loved anyone," he beathes out. "He only had the memory loss for about a month- if I hadn't have sacrificed my leg it would have been three months. But any time frame was too long, he suffered so much because of it, I couldn't stand to watch how much it hurt him to not- not remember. "
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"Aww, you two are the cutest couple ever! I hope I love someone that much some day."
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"Thank you, and I'm sure you will one day. You're a good person, you'll get there. If disasters like me and Fern can figure it out, you definitely can."