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FEBRUARY 2022 EVENT

IMAGE DESCRIPTORS IN ORDER OF APPEARANCE
Prompt One
[Image One: Bloody fingers hovering over chalice of blood.]
[Image Two: Semi-nude people dancing in circle with joined hands.]

Prompt Two
[Image One: Hauntingly large man coming up behind young girl while other girl screams.]
[Image Two: Old woman walking towards a panicked young woman.]

Prompt Three
[Image One: Obscure, nude bodies twisted together in a circle. Non-graphic.]
[Image Two: Nun holding holy book while red liquid pours from unseen face.]

Prompt Four
[Image One: Chocolates.]
[Image Two: Chocolate.]

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Prompt 1 • Prompt 2 • Prompt 3 • Prompt 4 • Plotting • Newsletter

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BONDING PACTS

WHEN: Anytime
WHERE: Anywhere
CONTENT WARNINGS: Blood ceremony, bodily ceremony, telepathic/empathetic connections, possible forced/coerced relationships.

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[From BEGINNERS GUIDE FOR BLOOD PACTS. Found in the Archives:]

"There are a variety of blood pacts one can make, but the most popular are Bonding Pacts. Bonding Pacts should never be made on a whim: they are a serious commitment.

PROCEED WITH CAUTION!
We can thank the Doorway for Bonding Pacts. Everyone knows the story: the Reckoning was made to go fight the impossible battle against blood pollution, corruption, and beasthood. The Doorway vowed to wait for the Reckoning to return and has never moved since. This is ultimately believed to be the first Bonding Pact ever made in Trench and it is considered to have opened up Bonding Pacts as a possibility in general.

The most common misconception about Bonding Pacts is that they must be exclusively for romantic partners. This is not true The majority of Bonding Pacts, as a matter of fact, are actually familial and platonic in nature. Most romantic pairs decide that marriage is a safer option just in case someone gets a case of cold feet. On the other hand, this also means that the Bonding Pact can be the ultimate sign of devotion in a romantic relationship. We aren't interested in telling you what is right for your relationship, but the history is worth considering before taking that step.

So what is a Bonding Pact and how do you do it? Despite being one of the strongest pacts in this world, it is also one of the simplest to perform! Here's what you'll need:

1x Vial of blood per participant wishing to enter the pact
1x Small essence* of each participant
1x Live red rose
2x Live white roses
1x Pouch of ashes
1x Silver cup/container of some sort

*It was once believed that "essence" translated to organ, but we have since learned that this can be a single strand of hair, nail clipping, eyelash, teardrop, spit...You get the gist. It has to be something that came directly from your body that isn't blood.

You need to leave the silver cup out under the moonlight for at least one full night. You must complete this ceremony the evening after and only in the evening. Bonding Pacts cannot be made during the day. When you plan to begin the ceremony, you will need to perform it in a doorway or under any type of arch. This is to allow the Doorway to bless your pact and strengthen it permanently.

You will combine all the ingredients into the cup and thoroughly stir with a fragment of bone/antler. This concoction will thicken into a pastelike consistency and it should be black in color. If it smells like fresh roses, you did it right. If it smells like rancid food, you messed it up and will have to completely redo the ceremony.

Finally, each participant will cover one hand with the paste. To seal the bond, you will need to place your hand upon the one you wish to bond with. Where you place it matters and will determine the nature of your Bonding Pact. Each will have a drastically different consequence/benefit.

ROMANTIC BONDS: Place the hand somewhere on the face. This indicates a public relationship that is to be respected by all involved. This bond will create a telepathic connection between all participants. This telepathy cannot be heard by anyone else nor can it be interfered with from distance or chaos. It is possible to bring your romantic partner back from beasthood through this connection. Extreme cases of this bond have allowed romantic partners to take over one another's minds in severe situations. It can be difficult to shelter your thoughts from your Romantic Bond partner, but it is possible. They will know when you are keeping thoughts from them. Some partners have learned to respect each other's privacy while others have gone insane from the connection.

PLATONIC BONDS: Place the hand somewhere on the chest/shoulder area. This bond will create an This bond will create a physical connection. between all participants. This physical bond will allow participants to pick up on each other's physical pain or pleasure. You will be able to know when your friend is in physical harm. This creates a "phantom pain" of sorts. This can either weaken you substantially or give you an enormous boost during a fight. Best friends have been known to harness this ability well and use each other's pain to literally get stronger during a fight with monsters. On the other hand, a strained relationship can just cause you to feel the same debilitating pain as your friend. This cannot be used to bring someone back from beasthood.

FAMILIAL BONDS: Place the hand somewhere on an appendage whether arm, leg, tail or otherwise. This bond will create an empathetic connection between all participants. This empathetic bond will allow participants to naturally know what the other is feeling and may be able to sway one another's emotions through this connection. Like the romantic bond, it cannot be ruined by distance or chaos and has been used to bring people back from beasthood. Extreme situations have allowed partners to take total emotional control. You will always know when your Familial Bond partner is in emotional distress. You can send your Familial Bond emotional support when you can feel their stress, even at a distance. While this may not always work, many have reported it can greatly alleviate corruption and can even be used to recognize corruption patterns in order to prevent it.

HOSTILE BONDS: Place this bond exclusively on the neck or on anywhere on the back. While it may seem farfetched to make a bond with your enemy, there is some merit to the madness. This will create a unique power connection between all participants. This bond will allow one another to feel the ebb and flow of one another's powers. It is said the most well-forged Hostile Bonds may even allow characters to share abilities between one another. Hostile Bonds are known to drastically increase aggression and competitive behavior between participants. This has caused hostility to stir and may even lead to hatred. However, a successful Hostile Bond that is worked on with steady communication and agreement can be enormously successful and horrifically powerful.

Once you have left your handprint on your partner's skin, the spell will take hold. The handprint will glow and everyone will briefly have a vision of the Doorway standing before them. Don't be alarmed: they are only here to solidify the connection. You will feel great warmth and then the connection will be made. The handprint will stain your skin permanetly so choose wisely. The stain may be extremely light, barely visible. For others, it may be much darker. It is unknown what causes the variation.

This pact can be performed any time of year but is strongest when performed during or near the Egg Moon. While it is not required to have an audience for this ceremony, it is believed that an audience greatly strengthens the bond. It has become customary for people to make vows in combination with the ceremony for an additional layer of power.

As a further point of caution...These bonds can be forced on an individual."

FAQ
1. These bonds cannot be broken except by extreme magical interference such as through some sort of game event, a character being dropped from the game, or something like the Blade of Agency. Death will not disturb the bond.

2. There is no "limit" to the number of participants for the ceremony. Romantic bonds can be made between multiple people. The connection will only exist between those who partook in the ceremony at the same time.

3. People can be added into a Bonding Pact at any time.

4. Gender/species has no impact on the bond.

5. People can create different bonds with the same person.

6. These bonds are open-ended and can be translated to better fit your character.

IMPENDING INTIMACY

WHEN: February
WHERE: Everywhere
CONTENT WARNINGS: Intimacy-based monster, intense themes of stalking, jealousy, possession, guilt, shame, physically violent deaths, possible themes of adultery/cheating, some negative ideaology towards promiscuity.

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[From History of Blood Crazed Zealots: Chapter 15 Caution About Curses found in the Lumenarium:]

"Do not be fooled by this seemingly passive curse. There are few things more potent than a Blood Crazed Zealot's magic, and few emotions are stronger than that of jealousy. The story goes that one Blood Crazed Zealot was in love with another and entered a sacred blood pact to unite their blood and souls. However, the other Blood Crazed Zealot's love was not as pure, and soon they strayed in body and in mind. Of course, no secrets can be kept in a blood pact, and one thing led to the other.

The jealous and betrayed Blood Crazed Zealot created a vicious curse that still plagues the world to this day. We know of no cures, no remedies, no way to beat it. We only know how to keep it at bay. But It is always around, It is always near, and It will always follow. We have not yet determined the exact way It is transmitted from one person to the next, but we believe it has to do with exchanging some form of intimacy. Whether that be with sex, words of love, or even just saying a loved one's name, the curse will follow.

It appears as a person walking directly towards you. At first, you might not even pick it out from the crowd, until it gets closer. Then you see oddities. Water spills from its body, or its arm looks broken, or many walk along completely naked. There is something off about the creature, and worse yet, no one sees It but you and anyone previously cursed by It. It moves slowly, and it would be easy to assume that it can't really hurt you. After all, if you shoot it with a gun or tear it down with powers, it breaks apart as easily as a human body...

But then It gets up. It reforms. It is impossible to kill. It doesn't react to pain. It doesn't react to words. It changes appearances when you lose sight of it, making it almost impossible to keep your guard up against it. The last time you saw it, it might have been a little girl, but now it looks like a six foot tall man. You might buy yourself some time, might be able to distance yourself by taking a swim or a fly...But It will find you. It will always find you. It can break through doors and windows. There are no wards against it.

When it finds you, it will kill you. It matters not what your powers are, what your blood is. This creature existed with the single purpose to destroy and it has perfected the art. Once it has a hold of you, you are powerless. You first lose all abilities, and then rapidly, your life follows in one crushing moment of paralyzing fear and agonizing pain. It throws its victims to the ground and breaks their bodies apart. No one wants to find the bodies of those it has consumed. It takes only seconds to kill you. Don't let it touch you. Don't let it get close enough to touch you. It will win.

When it has finished, it begins to stalk to the person that had passed it off. It's a never-ending cycle. Person A has it then gives it to Person B who gives it to Person C. Person C dies, so it goes back to Person B until person B can find someone new to give it to. Be wary of giving affection this month. You tenderly saying your beloved's name or engaging in sex or flirtation might just pass the curse along."

FAQ
1. The curse is meant to be severely undermined. The creature appears as an ordinary, unsettling-looking person with no obvious abilities. It can kill anyone regardless of their abilities or species.

2. The curse can be passed by saying a loved one's name (platonic/romantic/familial), sex, kissing, loving touches. To break the curse, one can sleep with a Trenchie or say the name of a loved one not present in Trench.

MOTHER'S MERCY

WHEN: The hex only appears during February
WHERE: Everywhere
CONTENT WARNINGS: Religious based trauma/forced guilt/shame, extreme themes of self-mutilation and possible sucidial ideations, hexes, altered mental state, forced confessions.

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[A sermon by Mother Mercy as recorded by an unnamed Disciple, followed by an attached document titled MOTHER'S FORGIVENESS. A misspelling or unusual wording throughout the sermon is intentional. Disciples debate whether the document was intended as support of Mother Mercy's hex or as a way to help people avoid it. The sermon and Mother's Forgiveness are written in different handwriting. The documents can be found at the Pale Sanctuary:]

THE SERMON
"It was in the midst of Febuawry that the Doorway suummoned me for council,
They had fallen in love with the Reckoning and desird to create an eternal bond,
They wanted to have me present at the seremony to [provide] blessings,
Yet it was with regret I [had to] deny them their wish and instead provide cawsion,
But you see, that is the role of a Mother. We tell our spawn what they do not want to hear but muust.
It is a Mother's Mercy to pass on wisdom, to show compassion and care.

I told the Doorway that we live in a cruuel world, a cruuel world that can rawt a gewd heart,
I told the Doorway that it would be kindr to leave bonds uuntethered,
That it would be a kindness to both to let their love lingr and fade,
Than to let it be subjected to the atrocities of this world's bluud lost.
For what is a strongr emotion than jealousy? I ask of you.
What is a strongr emotion than loneliness? I ask of you.
What is a strongr emotion than longing? I ask of you.
What drives people to insanity quickr than being denied their heart's desires?
No, I told them, they should let go, for a Pthumerian owes this world selflessness,
And a Pthumerian's love can permanently stain this world in a way no one else can.
It would be a kindness to all.

But the Doorway did not want to listen. The Doorway defied [my] advice and created bonds,
The Doorway opened an eternal connection to the Reckoning, The Doorway stained this earth with the consequence of love, of relationships.
Do not be fewled by the luuxury of these words.
There is suuch a thing as selfless love, and this was not it, And so the time came for me to regrettably be proven right.

The corruuption of our cruuel world festered as people created bonds,
For the bonds made the agony of loss so much greater.
With the Doorway's curse*1, people who lost their family, their spouses, their friends also lost themselves.
Loss is painful no matter how you enduure, but the Doorway's curse ensuured it would ruun*2 deep into your soul.
It would corrupt. It would ruun*2.
This was not merciful. This was not love.

And so I counseled the Reckoning to go and keep the corruption at bay,
The Reckoning will not return to the Doorway for corruption will never end,
For beasthewd will never end.
The Reckoning keeps her sword high, and the Doorway will wait for eternity for a lover who will never return.
This is a mother's mercy. Perhaps one day, the Doorway will dissolve their curse.

Now let us bow our heads and pray. And remember, my Disciples, abstain from the curse.
Regulate your desires. This is not to cast shame, but to cast cawsion."

*1: The "curse" refers to the Bonding Pacts that are now popular in Trench. There may be some logic to Mother Mercy's rhetoric given the intensity of corruption experienced post-Bonding Pact. However, one could argue there is an equally high chance of counter-corruption due to deepening relationships through blood magic.

*2: It would appear that the word "ruin" and "run" were spelled the same at this time.

[Footnotes are in the Wayward Watcher's handwriting and clearly added at a much later date than the original sermon was recorded due to the darker quality of the ink. The following document "Mother's Forgiveness" is in the Wayward Watcher's handwriting as well.]

MOTHER'S FORGIVENESS
"Thus shortly after the sermon, a hex began to spread throughout Trench. The source of which seemed to be people who were actively resisting personal desire in some shape. People who tried to resist lust or love or other basic desires began to experience convulsions of pain. The internal agony would rapidly escalate the more they resisted "temptation" and eventually, people found one of the only ways to alleviate this pain was to mutilate themselves. A small cut would bring some relief, but the more harm they brought themselves, the more relief they felt.

I have theorized that this may be the first incident of Sleepers transforming themselves into the Blood Crazed Zealots. This was the first time I began to experience Sleepers who had permanently modified their physical bodies in drastic ways. Many would seem content with the modifications but their personalities were distorted by exacerbated corruption. Those who avoided harming themselves would fall into beasthood in alarming numbers. For a while, the only solution the Hunters and I believed in was to mercifully put these creatures out of their misery.

I quickly learned that many people, especially Sleepers, had burrowed down so many desires that it became an outright plague of corruption throughout the city. We needed to do more than just hunting down those who fell to it. The bodies were piling in numbers and the blood pollution was creating more beasts than we were killing. I sought out Mother Mercy and demanded a solution. I reasoned with her that while she may want to avoid the Doorway's blood magic, it was unfair to allow Sleepers to go punished so severely for a Pthumerian's choices.

Eventually, we came to an agreement. She would purify those who came to the Pale Sanctuary and asked for her forgiveness. They must confess their desires to lift the hex. Mother Mercy will, fittingly, take mercy on those who wish to redeem themselves. Be careful of your desires, Sleeper, for if you keep them locked up, they may just be your ruin. Confessions to Mother Mercy should be a last resort. To avoid the hex, consider honesty.

Good Luck,
The Wayward Watcher."

FAQ
1. The "desires" do not need to be romantic or sexual. They can be someone who desires to resolve an issue, someone who wants to have more friends, the desire to be successful/powerful/famous etc. The "desires" should be prominent. Small desires like wanting a donut for breakfast will not cause harm.

2. Crippling feelings of guilt over desire will consume and corrupt. Characters can avoid the hex by admitting their desires to someone. It does not have to be to Mother Mercy.

3. Those who confess to others or Mother Mercy will feel immediate relief of the hex. People can experience the hex multiple times if they go back to hiding their desires.

4. Confessions can be given to anyone. If you're in love with someone, you can just confess it to a friend rather than the person you are in love with. Of course, it's not like Sleepers would know that...It would be easy to think you have to be forced to confess to your loved one.

5. Characters do not need to self-mutilate for this prompt. Many can just go through their usual corruption stages/beasthood that you would have planned for your characters ahead of time. This is intended to be a bit of history for the Blood Crazed Zealots. You can be flexible on how your character goes to extremes to alleviate their pain. This may include substance abuse, irrational behavior, etc.

THE CHOCOLATIER: BONUS PROMPT

WHEN: February (Chocolates can be saved for the future via freezing.) The drive to find the Chocolatier only lasts during February.
WHERE: All throughout Trench and surrounding areas.
CONTENT WARNINGS: Themes of temptation (non-sexual and/or sexual), addiction, blood sacrifice, severely warped personality/reality including temporary amnesia, inability to use body, paranoia, vomiting organs, homicidal feelings, mild body horror.

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"What is the weight of your pleasure?"

You hear the gravely, sexless voice greet you somewhere in the streets of Trench. You knew the creature had not been there just a minute ago, but now you are no longer alone. A creature roughly the size of an elephant sits beside you, a chalice hovering in the air between its outstretched hands.

The scent of chocolate wafts from the creature. But this isn't just the smell of chocolate. It is the experience of pleasure itself. You can feel the warm melt of chocolate over your tongue, your body wrapped up in inexplicable warmth and silky softness, something whispering across your skin. Your scalp tingles as if someone were playing with your hair or you just heard the best song in your life. It's like sinking into your own bed after getting home from a long trip away.

It's nearly impossible to resist the stupor the creature puts you in. The Chocolatier gazes at you calmly. This is an infamous beast, rare to show its face, but known among locals as one of the most dangerous...For no one can bring themselves to slay it. They dare not even write about it in fear of this creature being capable of taking pleasure away from Trench altogether. Corruption has thoroughly consumed this soul, any sense of self lost, but is this truly the kind of beast that Hunters wish to bring down? It pacifies all those that meet it, even the most violent of souls. The desire to fight, to be hostile will be greatly diminished in its presence. Surely...Surely it cannot be bad.

"I only ask for a token of your blood. For that, I will give everything...Your pleasure, your desire...It is yours. In one single bite...Or perhaps...You may think to give one of my chocolates to someone you admire...For surely...Who could resist such a gift...?" It offers its chalice. "Just a drop will do, my friend..." It seems like such a reasonable request for such a grand gift. Common sense would normally be kicking in right about now, but the Chocolatier drives common sense from the mind and replaces it with sheer want. Someone with mental protection abilities, enchantments or blessed items may be able to resist the temptation and step away. Most people however will likely give over a drop (or more) of blood. The more blood you give, the more chocolates you receive...

And oh! Even if you dislike chocolate or typically can't eat it, you know that you can eat this piece. You know that you will like this chocolate. It's perfect in every way. It was made exactly for you...Or perhaps, even, a special someone in your life. A chocolate for your friend, your lover, your sibling, or...maybe even your enemy. Once you have been given the chocolate, the Chocolatier vanishes. You don't have to eat the chocolate right away, but the longer you resist, the greater the temptation will become. God forbid you lose the chocolate. Some have gone completely insane by the loss. Maybe you should just eat it or get it to your buddy!

There are a wide variety of chocolates you may be blessed with and each one has a different effect. The Chocolatier may seek you out multiple times, but it seems impossible to intentionally summon the Chocolatier.

All effects last a few hours to a few days. Consuming paleblood or darkblood will help alleviate symptoms. All chocolates may lead to corruption and beasthood if they get out of control. Resisting the symptoms worsens effects. While these chocolates are intended to set up new connections, the effects will be doubled if the effect is layering on a pre-existing situation (ie; if you eat a dark chocolate around the person you're sleeping with, you'll find them even more irresistible. If you eat a milk chocolate around your significant other, you'll feel even more in love). You can eat multiple chocolates at once to experience multiple effects at once.

Milk Chocolate: This will inspire extreme romantic attraction to the first person you interact with after eating this chocolate regardless of if you know them. Melted and consumed with other food, it will provide additional feelings of being loved.

Dark Chocolate: This will inspire extreme sexual attraction to the first person you interact with of your preferred gender(s) after consuming. This has been used as a powerful aphrodisiac. Melted and put directly on the skin, it can cause extreme pleasure.

White Chocolate: You desperately want to befriend the first person you interact with after consuming. Melted and consumed with other food, it will provide additional feelings of security in your relationships.

Caramel: You will feel deeply indebted to the first person you interact with after consuming. You will want to do anything they ask, be anything they ask, and follow every order or command they give you.

Almond: You will be extremely compelled to communicate exclusively through song to other people. You will also be compelled to randomly sing your inner monologue and overshare via a spontaneous, musical number.

Raspberry: This will cause you to start vomiting a variety of organs. They aren't your organs. Some of the organs may still be functioning when they come up.

Orange: You will begin to completely confuse people for each other. Their faces and names will swap around in your mind. You might mistake your best friend for your partner. You will have difficulty remembering who is who.

Strawberry: Your emotions will be projected from you without your control through an aura. This aura can provide visual cues (such as a golden light around you when you are happy or a blue when you are sad) as well as smells and possibly even sounds.

Cherry: This will make you extremely flirty and cheerful. You will find it difficult to be in a bad mood and wind up hitting on people regardless of your personal attraction to them.

Coconut: This will cause temporary amnesia either long-term or short-term. Some people may have false memories put in their heads by this chocolate, many of which will be better than the lives they originally lived.

Coffee: This will cause extremely erratic, irrational behavior. You will become reckless and arrogant, making moves in situations you normally never would. It can boast confidence and ego. The crash from this chocolate is terrible and feels worse than a hangover.

Hazelnut: Some physical marker will appear on your body to show that you are romantically and/or sexually compatible with someone. This may be their name appearing on your skin, the first words they ever said to you, or your eye color changing to theirs. This does not force sexual/romantic attraction but rather lets you know who you might make a good match with!

Peanutbutter: You now have animal features of some sort. Dog ears, wings, new eyes. This has been known to provide temporary abilities similar to the animal you have been combined with. Some have even been known to be able to transform completely into the animal at this time!

Peacan: You will drastically lose function over certain body parts. This can cause feelings like your arm is no longer there or under your control. It may cause a complete surrender of your bodily functions in general.

Truffle: You will feel a crushing sense of paranoia that something is controlling you, watching you, and dictating the experiences around you. You will become increasingly suspicious of interactions and start theorizing about little things.

Vanilla: You will become obsessed with specific individuals and begin to actively plot their murder and likely attempt to commit it. This isn't just bloodlust: it's plotting violence. It's about wanting to get away with murder as much as committing murder.

CODING

Comments

alisaie leveilleur / final fantasy xiv

[adelphoi]

i - mother's mercy: a shoulder to confess on

[ alisaie has not been here terribly long, yet she nevertheless takes her new job quite seriously - and if she's honest, it fits her well, and offers her both something to keep her busy, and a way to keep her combat skills sharp.

so it is the life of the hunter that she has chosen, and it is not so simple as taking care of ornery wildlife on the roads. the monsters and beasts here are violent and cunning and quick, and it reminds her very much of her time spent in amh araeng, facing down brutal sin eaters every day. though killing sin eaters did not lead to madness and corruption.. a new threat to which she must be vigilant. thus far it has not affected her too badly, but she is lucky enough to have a support system here, however small.

regardless, most of her time on the job finds her patrolling - whether it's the streets of trench or the woods beyond, she does what she can to keep the paths clear and the people safe. which means she happens to be conveniently there when your character stumbles along, in pain or half-corrupted from denying their desires. wherever in the city or the trenchwood you may be, alisaie will be there when you fall, or stumble against her shoulder. reacting quickly, she reaches out to grab your shoulders, steadying whatever poor soul is suffering. ]

Are you all right -- ?

[ a foolish question, of course they aren't all right. she clears her throat. ]

What can I do to help?

ii - chocolatier: wolfing it down, cw for blood and body horror

[ you would think that the red bean bun might have taught her that consuming questionable food is a very bad idea.. but pthumerian willpower is a powerful thing, and before she could even consider saying no, alisaie was giving over her blood for a small peanut butter chocolate. before she can even think better of it, alisaie is popping the sweet into her mouth.

the transformation is quick, and brutal.

on the outskirts of the city, near along the beach, alisaie turns. one might think at first that she is becoming a beast, for the way her body cracks and contorts. her long elezen ears stretch and pull, the skin splitting, sprouting white fur, her fingers crack and elongate, sharp black claws piercing their tips, and her legs bend and snap into digitigrade shape, her calves and feet furry white and ending in sharp-clawed paws. more white fur bursts in fluffy tufts along her forearms and the back of her hands, in a ruff around her neck, and at last the skin at her lower back splits, from which a long, white-furred tail snaps free.

in the end she is left shuddering with pain, dripping with blood gone milky white under the early moonlight, some half-wolf half-girl amalgamation, struggling to keep her balance. the fog in her head is cleared immediately for the pain, and she groans both in agony and frustration. ]

Gods strike me down for a fool..

iii - chocolatier: take your pick

[ despite her painfully wolfish transformation, alisaie is, apparently, unlucky enough to be approached by the chocolatier's irresistible wares a second time. she tries to resist, and for a good time puts up a good fight, but in the end the creature's hold over her mind is far too strong. for another offering of blood, this time she is left standing in the center of the trade district, with a small handful of chocolates.

before her mind has the chance to clear and consider, you know, not eating cursed chocolates, she has already lifted one to her mouth.

but which will it be, my friend? take your choice of white chocolate, strawberry, cherry, or coconut. whichever she chooses, in the end, she smiles with a gentle hum, for this chocolate is, indeed, quite tasty. still hazy and mildly addled, she offers the handful forth. ]

Would you like one?

iv - wildcard!

[ want to tweak one of the above prompts, or come at me with something entirely different? go for it!! if you'd like to plot anything i'm available via plurk at owlcoholic, discord at redmage#4848, or through pm! also, i shall generally try to avoid endwalker spoilers but please do let me know if you would like them to be omitted altogether! ♥ ]

Luz Noceda | The Owl House

[imaglyphwitch]

Mi Familia PRIMERO

While the month has started out a little rocky, Luz has found herself strangely consumed by the lor surrounding Doorway, and one of the things that fascinated her most was the concept of bonds. Now reading up on all that was required, Luz understood very well that this wasn't something to do lightly. It was, in her estimation, out of the question that anyone was going to romantically want a bond, since she was null on that end. Platonically, she thought it unlikely that anyone was going to want to be bonded in quite this way, as that had to be something of a strong feeling to want to grow through all that. Friends could just be friends, after all.

But familial bonds? That was different. Luz cared a lot about all of the people in the house, and the thought that one of them might be hurt where she couldn't help them bothered her quite a lot. So she already started preparing for the ritual itself by finding a silver cup and leaving it under the moonlight, then collecting ashes from the hearth and buying up roses (it WAS going to be Valentine's Day, after all, which was also her birthday). Luz was not a girl who, at this point, would just hope everything would align.

Now she just had to ask her housemates their view on the matter...

CHOCOLATE! CHOCOLATE!

Unsurprising to no one, Luz LOVES sweets! She can't have too much if they have milk products, but in small doses, she was more than happy to consume what she could. When she saw that she'd been given some from Klee, that girl she talked to a little bit ago, she was thrilled! At least she could celebrate her birthday early!

She inspected her chocolates and...

Cherry- eats a cordial. BOY, does that give Luz a bit of a head trip. Luz was relatively a reserved girl when it came to attraction, because at most she would tell someone they were attractive in the most polite way she could, mostly if you were a boy or an older lady. If you were a teen girl around her age or older, Luz would likely blush and mumble something.

Not now though! Luz will happily slide up to you with a wink and a flower.

"Hey you. Where've you been lately?

Coconut- eats a macaroon, and if she thought the cherry was a bit much (it was) now she just seemed to be wandering aimlessly, talking to herself a little bit, gazing off in the distance. If you ask her what's going on or what she's doing, this is her reply.

"Oh, I'm good! Thanks! Hey, uh, who are you, and why are you calling me 'loose?' That's impolite!"

Orange- she eats a nice, citrusy chocolate, and it's pretty pleasant! It's all warm and gooey, and she seems to be in a blissful state. When she sees you, however, you'll clearly know something is up.

"Hey Willow/Gus/Eda/Amity! When did you finally get here?!"

Truffle:- she eats a nice, chocolatey one, and while it tastes good, Luz gives off the impression that something is watching her suddenly, as she starts to turn around and look about anxiously as she moves about Trench. If you ask her what's wrong, she'll shake her head sadly.

"You don't know, do you? They're here. THEY. Always watching. I had a hunch but...no, no. Couldn't be that. The water maybe? No, no that'd be too easy...

And off she goes, talking to herself.

((OOC: feel free to use any of these prompts, OR insert your character having one and meeting Luz OR if you want to use another chocolate, hit me))!

Klee | Genshin Impact

[sparkknight]

Cards and chocolates

[Klee looks a little different today. Perhaps it's the serious look on her face as she looks at her list, or perhaps it's the small stack of cards in her arm and a bag with something in it. Looking up, she smiles and hastily stuffs away her list and pick up the bag. Taking off running, she makes a sudden stop with a little wobble ]

Found you! Klee made a super secret surprise for you! Here Klee made this card all by herself! [She holds up a card with the heart in the centre. In the heart is written in a Sparkling red letters Happy Valentine's Day and their name. Once the card is taken, she digs out a little box and something wrapped terribly in tissue paper before proudly present it. ] Tatara! Klee also made you this and got you chocolate! Happy Valentine's Day!

Chocolate Run In

[Klee looked at her list and surroundings. Okay she was in the right place but the person she was looking for wasn't here. Still, she had cards and presents to deliver! Looking down at her list, she started walking to figure who the next person would be. She was too engrossed in her task. Her hands loose on the bag of chocolate. ]

Maybe I should find Big Brother? But he's really far away. I already gave her the card and chocolate. Klee did put a check mark- Eep!

[Suddenly, she accidentally slammed against another body as she stepped back she felt her foot slide on an icy patch of snow. Letting out a little yelp and tumbles backwards, trying not to fall she lets go of the bag and lands a little awkwardly. The bag spills out a the tiny boxes of chocolate and the list lands on Klee's face. After wrestling it off.

Oh no the chocolates. [Then she remembers that she ran into somebody. Ack, this is why everyone told her to pay attention. She was going to get a scolding for sure! From who, she doesn't know, but still she hastily get up to apologize.  ]

Oh no Klee's sorry! Klee didn't mean to walk into you. Um, please don't be mad or tell Kaeya or Mister Diluc. Klee hasn't gotten solitary confinement, yet. And I still have surprises to give out! I'll give some chocolates as a sorry.

[Sje hastily picks up a few boxes and holds them as offerings. ]

Snowman Army

[As the snow falls, Klee is bundle up quite warmly. Despite the fact she feel less of the cold due to running hot and being a Coldblood, she has been dressed for a heavy winter. At the moment, she doesn't seem at all bothered by the cold not her clothes. She is happily humming a little tune as she puts the finishing touches on one snowman. Should you look closely they might resemble some people of the Trench.

The first is a smiling snowman with a black eyepatch. Next to it is a snowman that is wearing a black cloth draped over it like a coat and on very close inspection a tiny smile. Next a pair of snow people leaning against each other. One is wearing a little white cloth that resembles a dress with a flower pin. The one next to it it wearing a cream cloth and something that resembles a dangling earring. Both are smiling. The next smiling snowman is wearing a red cloth at it's and a blue rock at it hip with an odd symbol. The next little snowman is wearing a white cloak with a yellow pebble on it neck.

Klee hops back and claps at these finished snowman. Should you look there still more rows snowpeople. As well, as long row of unfinished snowpeople. It looks like she's been busy.]

Wildcard

[Have an idea? Want to use a different chocolate? If you want to plot out something or a closed starter hit me up on here or Plurk (tinyrosepanic)/Discord (Genesis Peachie#1138 ) or PM. ]

Valentine's Day and chocolate shenanigans

[sparkknight]

[You can hear someone shouting your name as it grows louder. It's Klee who is running at Luz at top speed. She has a happy and excited look on her face. She keeps running and stops a few feet before Luz. Her arms pinwheel to keep her balance before settling back on her heels]

Luz! Luz! Klee found you! I have something for you!

[Klee digs out of her backpack card that reads Happy Valentine's Day Luz in sparkly red letters. Underneath the card is a small cardboard box and a small item wrapped badly in tissue paper. If Luz looks inside, she see a little pressed flowed owl bookmark ]

Happy Valentine's Day! I made this for you and chocolates!

Re: Valentine's Day and chocolate shenanigans

[imaglyphwitch]

[Aw gosh, she was so cute! Luz wouldn't have even minded if the girl had collided with her]!

Klee! Hey! Good to see you again!

[And she got a package! Nice]!

Thanks so much! I'll put the card up on the fridge! What sort of chocolates are these?

[sparkknight]

[She was excited that she had found Luz quickly. It saved her from asking lots of different people or running looking all over the Trench ]

It's good to see you too.

[She tries to remember which chocolate she got her. But she'd bought soo many boxes of chocolate that she didn't remember]

Klee got you a bunch of different flavours! I didn't know what you liked, so Klee wanted to make sure you got one you found yummy. I know there's starberry and orange in there!

dirk strider | homestuck | darkblood

[givehead]

🧡 𝟙. 𝔹𝕖 𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕤 (ℕ𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜 𝔸) 🧡
IMPENDING INTIMACY | CWs: Impending Intimacy content warnings probable, themes of suicidal thought/action, self-hatred, self-harm

Sup ya'll. How's it hanging?

Seems to me like this place does have its own equivalent of an STD. Haven't seen it myself, but with how it appears to work, that ain't too shocking.

If you know, you know.

Feel free to pass it on to me. I'm not gonna fuck you, but if you flirt it off onto me, I can at least put the thing through the wringer before it gets me. Should buy you some time. Consider it a freebie.

You're welcome.

💜 𝟚. ℙ𝕝𝕒𝕪 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕦𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕥 (𝔸𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝔸) 💜
GENERAL PROMPT (in Willful Machine) | CWs: Terrifying ass puppets

(There is a puppet on the sidewalk and it is staring you dead in the eye. It's kind of creepy as fuck and although it's just a puppet, you could swear that it's really watching you. As a matter of fact, did its head just turn ever so slightly to follow you? Yes, it did. Then you blink and it's gone. Oh no. Oh no, no, no, super fuck that, right?

The puppet is in front of you now. It's just standing on its own...Except not really. Its body seems to be twitching all over. Those with keen senses or abilities might pick up on the fact that someone is actually moving so fast around the puppet that they're practically invisible, but they are indeed controlling the puppet's motions. There seems to be a little show it wants to put on! A tall robot that was standing nearby starts to play some music. Aww! The puppet looks like it wants to dance with you! Dance with the puppet. Dance, monkey.

Don't question what the hell is going on here.

Actually, no, you should probably question what the hell is going on here.)

🧡 𝟛. 𝔹𝕖 𝕊𝕖𝕝𝕗𝕚𝕤𝕙 (ℕ𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜 𝔹) 🧡
GENERAL PROMPT | CWs: Soul manipulation, emotional manipulation, possible death of characters willing to help Dirk out

Hello. I'll cut to the point: I require assitance figuring out how my new blood abilities operate with my original abilities.

The only problem is I need a soul for the experiment. It's going to hurt like a motherfucker. I might kill you in the process or worse. Any consenting takers?

💜 𝟜. ℙ𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕜 (𝔸𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝔹) 💜
CHOCOLATIER (in Cellar Door) - Multiple Days | CWs: NSFW location, NSFW language/humor, possible chocolatier prompt warnings may be applicable.

(Dirk officially opened up his store front for his sex shop, Yow Ease, just in time for Valentine's Day. Even if this place doesn't actually celebrate the holiday, it was the thought that counts. The store is stocked after he figured out a way to get everything made. There's a limited inventory, but he had a hunch that he wasn't going to get a rush anytime soon with how gunshy some of the people in this place seemed.

Dirk himself seems entirely comfortable in the atmosphere around him. Sometimes he's wearing ordinary clothes: tank tops, baggy pants, backward caps. Other days, he's wearing some of his store products: collars, even a skirt or two. Most of the days he has a set of very real fox ears sticking out of his head and a fluffy fox tail behind him. There's even a bit of fox hair on his forearms, his hands complete with new black claws. It was a dope look, in his opinion, and he fully embraced it.

He spends most of his time staring at the projection he had going on the other side of the store. Sometimes nasty pornos are playing for background ambiance, but mostly it's just anime.

Please spare him of capitalist boredom.

Plus, he has a small pink bowl sitting on the counter. There are a dozen chocolates that he had gotten from the Chocolatier sitting inside. If you come inside around this time to poke around the store, Dirk will greet you with a casual:)

If you get anything, I'll give you free chocolate with your purchase.

(As if there's even currency in this place. Whatever. He could use some metal.)

💔 𝟝. 𝕄𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕆𝕨𝕟 𝔸𝕕𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 💔
If you are interested in your own starter, feel free to make one up! I'm down for Dirk dealing with people's confession things and am open to other chocolate experiences. If you're interested in discussing details, shoot me a PM or contact me at PROSSY SLUT#3856 on discord or clussy on plurk.

Per network posts: You don't need to carry through with either of the intended prompts! I'm totally down for Dirk to just have some conversations with people about those subjects. We don't need to fully interact with him actually taking away the curse or him damaging characters.

[imaglyphwitch]

[Luz could honestly use a friendly, over enthusiastic face right now. The month has started so dreary that she was hoping there'd be something to at least brighten things up].

Ooh, OK! I can make do with that! I'm not exactly discerning when it comes to sweets!

I mean, unless it has a lot of milk, but I don't think this should! Who else are you giving Valentine's day candy to?

[sparkknight]

Klee doesn't know lots of sweet stuff either. Candy is really really hard to make back home cause you need lots of sweet flowers. But Sucrose sometimes gives me some when she makes them. I like pastries better because you can eat them anywhere and you can share.

Klee doesn't really know, but the lady said it would be for anyone. Unless the had an a-ller-gy which means a bad reaction. Oh, Klee's giving it to people back home! Um, you, Ahiru, Snow White and the man who told me about where to find the chocolates. Klee made extra cards too if someone looks sad and needs a card. That's everyone.

[imaglyphwitch]

That's a really interesting way to make candy! In my world you have to either make it in a factory or you have to have someone handmake it. But you're definitely right about pastries, and I'll try and get some we can share later, since I work part time in a bakery anyway!

Aw, that's real sweet of you! I know Snow, and you have the right idea! Maybe we should give cards to people who look sad! Assuming they want one, anyway.

[sparkknight]

Yeah, Sucrose showed me the syrup that she makes from sweet flowers. It's really sweet! She mixes them with berry or fruits and makes the candies. But she doesn't always make them. Ooh, yay pastries for snacks later.

Oooh, yeah maybe we can! Klee has lots of other cards back home if we run out. But I don't think I have enough chocolates. Um, unless you give just one.

riz, beastars | ota

[sideeffect]

i. chocolates

[ riz had, apparently, given enough blood to receive multiple candies. 

he'd eaten the white chocolate first. it'd smelled the sweetest, and it's unsurprising that it's delicious. he hadn't thought of sharing the other candy - not immediately, anyway - until he spies another trench resident. he would usually keep any desire to sincerely befriend someone else to himself. not in this case, however, feeling inexplicably drawn to approach, and then to spark conversation. ]

[ he's staring maybe a bit too intently, seemingly unawares that most people actually don't enjoy the close vantage point of being loomed over by a giant bear. ]

Hi. [ his mouth curls into a broad smile, wide enough that he's unable to hide his fangs. he holds out a little wrapped candy -- one of the chocolates he'd been given by the chocolatier. ] Did you want one? If you wanted to share...

( ooc: i don't have a preference on the type of chocolate; but if you do, and should your character ask, riz would likely be able to sniff it out. lmk! )

ii. truffles

[ he hadn't a clue about any adverse side-effects, or else he wouldn't have eaten the truffle.

but nor are the unpleasant results anything he'd be able to trace back to it. it's a cold, anxious realization that washes over him in the midst of a crowded street; dread weighs so heavily on his chest that it begins to feel hard to breathe. and it's a passing, quiet thought at first, that of they know, and they're onto you, until it becomes a louder, more drowning mantra that only he can hear. they know, they know, they know - ]

[ the bear wheels round, his eyes round with terror. it's with a concentrated effort that riz smooths his expression into something approximating geniality. he stalks his way towards one of the alleged perpetrators. he looks like he's about to reach out, his claws extended, when he stops short. his voice is low, accusatory, but somehow still soft enough to be only just above the murmur of the crowd, ] 

Would you stop staring at me?

[ hey, who can blame looking at a talking bear among humans? perhaps even if you hadn't been watching at all? his tone suggests something much more serious has transgressed - riz, for all the world, looks convinced that something's suspect, here. ] 

iii. wildcard ( ooc: hit me with w/e, or feel free to contact me through PM or at kirbies if you'd like to plot! )

4 because I hate myself (also tentative cw to vague mentions of past sexual abuse in this thread)

[syncopathic]

[With his short stature and youthful face, Dito definitely doesn't seem like he'd be the sort of clientele Dirk's used to seeing in a place like this. And honestly? He isn't. The name of the store is what initially catches his interest, and he doesn't realize what kind of shop it is until he's already inside, the tinkling of a bell signifying his arrival.

Dito looks around at the various toys and sexual sundries stocked haphazardly yet shamelessly around the store, and if Dirk is expecting a horrified or scandalized reaction, he's in for a disappointment. Dito's only reaction is a tired, exasperated sigh, reaching up to rub his forehead as if he's been seen this shit countless times before and has long since gotten sick of it.]

Of course there's a shop like this here. Of fucking course.

[He scratches ineffectually at his chest. Several downy feathers can be seen peeking out of the neck of his shirt.]

2

[forwantofahorse]

[Contrary to how most of the passerby in Willful Machine are averting their eyes and hurrying away from Li'l Cal, Sayo stands staring at the puppet, hands clapped over her mouth. It'd be easy to mistake her expression for one of horror... but if Dirk sees the twinkle in her eye, it's apparent that it's one of unabashed delight instead.

The craftsmanship on display, the obviously intentionally creepy expression, the clacking of the jaw... it's a wonderful spook, one that Sayo deeply respects. Maybe next time she's in a pranking mood, she should look into using puppetry.

She strolls up to Cal and holds out a hand, cocking her head to the side and giggling.] May I have this dance?

absolutely magnificent (´・ω・`)

[givehead]

(So far, there were absolutely no downsides to running a sex shop. It was either talk kink with some chill people, help the shyer ones out, and then these people. It might not be abject horror, but it still inspires a low laugh all the same.)

You damn right there's a shop like this, sweetheart. Some of us got needs.

(Dirk had his feet propped up on the counter, leaning back in his chair. His temporary fox ears were flicking in amusement.)

Since you're in here, you might as well stay for a while. Shop around. (The guy definitely had a young face, all right, but Dirk didn't seem too bothered by it enough to tell him to beat it. Besides, Dirk figured if a real kid was in this shop, they would be bursting with embarrassment right about now. Most of them anyway. But shit, what did he know?)

[imaglyphwitch]

That does sound nice, and more natural than most candies. I wonder what that would taste like?

[Great, now LUZ wanted some].

Give up one of my candies? Sure! It's not like I need them all, right?

[givehead]

(It's tragic that Dirk had never been able to properly show off his puppetry until now. But the wait was absolutely worth it. Whether that look was an expression of glee or horror? Dirk was living for it. Puppets were all about the theatrics. The reaction.

Oh sweet. She's giggling and playing along? Shiiit. His ventriloquism isn't perfect, but it works fine enough with him darting back and forth so swiftly that it doesn't matter too much.)

HAA HOO HEE HEE! I'd be a fool to say no to a pretty gal such as yourself!

(Dirk's not one for voice acting, but he actually tries here to drop his Texan drawl and replace it with something a bit more pitched and mildly devious sounding. The puppet's hand settles into hers, and the puppet moves closer, its other hand coming to rest on her waist. Gentleman sort of stuff. The restricted area has Dirk bouncing back a few steps and trying out his newest ability, thanks darkblood, which connected a few thin, glowing golden strings to Lil Cal from a distance.

Dirk settles next to his robot, allowing himself to be seen, but rests his hands at his side and works on operating the puppet without it being too obvious. Even if the girl could see the strings, it was fine. Puppetry was about layers of deception, after all.)

[syncopathic]

Thanks, but I've probably tested more toys than can even fit on these shelves.

[He idly picks up a packaged double-pronged dildo with the brand "NAUGHTY LIZARD" emblazoned on the front, examining it with all the marked disinterest of someone leafing through a magazine about potato farming.]

My, uh... former mistress was all about trying new experiences. Not just once or twice, either-- ever see one of these things actually snap in half from overuse? 'Cause I've seen several.

Jason Kolchek | House of Ashes

[hearuthinking]

1. Mother's Mercy (CW: alcohol use, probably drug use in future tags, possible symptoms of corruption)

What is a strongr emotion than loneliness? What is a stronger emotion than longing? It's like a one-two punch that came straight for Jason's gut. He was already feeling like shit because of his blood calling out for platonic love-- a love he hadn't found so far in the time he lived in this place.

Salim was here so briefly that his absence made it so much worse than if he had never shown up at all. And then Jason saw that stupid ad on the network.

So when the hex came for him, the impact was already enough to have Jason doubling over in pain. It was worse than anything he ever felt. He writhed, suffering, not sure what to do. Jason wanted to escape it so badly. And that was how he eventually found himself in Earworm trying to drown out the pain with alcohol.

2. The Chocolatier

[You know what? Jason has had a shit month and he deserves some fucking chocolate. The taste, the smell is so enticing that he can't resist taking some. He pops one in his mouth and let out a sigh of pleasure as the taste rolls around on his tongue.

The magic of the peanut butter takes effect quickly, though he doesn't notice it right away. Not until he hears a noise and his ears flick. Jason lifts a hand to touch it and feels furry ears like a cat's]

What the fuck?

(ooc: also open to other chocolate effects. Strawberry and almond are OTA, please PM me or plot with me on seraphjewel if you're interested in dark chocolate! As always, will match style)

[givehead]

No shit? (Okay, yeah. Dude's got him surprised on that one. He slides his legs off the counter and lets his chair drop down. See, now he's intrigued by this guy.)

Mistress. (He bobs his head up and down, not quite in approval, but more or less acknowledging.) Sounds like an impressive lay if ya'll breaking toys.

(He leans forward across the counter, propping an elbow up and setting his chin into his palm.)

I bet anything I could make a toy that wouldn't snap from overuse.

[syncopathic]

[Dito wrinkles his nose at that. The idea of Five being thought of as anything resembling impressive is something he'd prefer not to think about. The only thing really impressive about her is how she manages to incite hatred in him even now.]

Tch. You'd be surprised. Near about a thousand toys in her toy chest and she wasn't even any good at any of 'em. That's probably why they broke so often. If you could make one that could withstand her abuse I'd be really surprised.

Not that it'd matter much, though. That's all in the past. We had... irreconcilable differences, you could say.

[The main one being that she saw herself as alive, and Dito saw her dead. Noticing the other man's increased interest in him, Dito takes the opportunity to give him a once-over of his own. The fox ears are an instant eye-catcher, contrasting with his light blond hair. There's a strange twang to his voice; an accent Dito can't quite place.

He's attractive. Ridiculously attractive. Somehow it reminds Dito of Cent and that annoys him. He looks like the type of guy who just coasts through life without any sort of struggle or turmoil-- the type of guy for which everything comes easily. Dito wonders if he's as stupid as he looks. Good-looking people like this usually are.]

So what's up with the...? [He indicates the man's ears with his eyes.] I mean, are you some kind of weird chimera or what?

4, because Luz is a weeb

[imaglyphwitch]

[LUZ CAN EXPLAIN!

Normally, if this had been in her world, Luz would have known exactly what sort of store this was and would have given it wide berth. As it stood, Luz had not seen a place quite like this in Trench yet, so naturally the girl was curious.

But the moment she stepped through the door, she knew EXACTLY where she was, and boy, was she red faced! She made an about face, ready to quickly go back from whence she came, when she saw that the monitor was displaying anime.

So like a moth to a flame, Luz watched, fascinated, even intrigued by the music in the background, and then her eyes spied one article of clothing she actually WAS a little curious about: the stockings.

With little cat beans on them!

Now Luz, fully aware she was going to have to keep her head down, was very much looking at the stockings all while keeping her eyes on the anime screen.

[givehead]

(Abuse. Okay, yeah, he thinks he is picking up what this guy has put down. It's not the kind of conversation he has had to navigate before, but he allows himself a moment to marinate with that while the guy talks.)

Hm. Sounds like a terrible dom. (He wouldn't presume to understand the full situation but have a token of empathy. Breaking toys out of improper use really was different than just being that rough with them.)

Wouldn't waste my skill on someone like that then. (He's hyperfocused by this point, staring at the guy as much as the guy was staring at him. He even lets his glasses slide down just enough to peer over the edges with a bright, calculating orange gaze. Unfortunately for Dito, there wasn't a trace of stupidity in those eyes.

The question inspires a slight grin. The glasses get pushed back up and Dirk raises a hand to his own newly gifted ears.)

I fuckin' wish, man. Nah, I just ate some of these chocolates here and suddenly I was sprouting ears and a tail. I ate another to see if it would completely turn me, but it mostly just gave me claws and a bit more fur.

(Holding his hands up to display said claws.)

How 'bout you? That's some plumage you got going for you.

Nil | D&D OC | Paleblood

[nilheality]

Merciless Mercy CW: hexes, trauma, self-hatred, possible forcible mind reading/thought insertion, possible corruption

Nil had many things that she desired, many fears, and many regrets. She had experienced a lot of pain in her 21 years and did her best to keep them to herself. Under the most of circumstances, she would keep them to her chest and never mention them. As the hex takes hold, however, the first signs of pain are felt. It starts mild: a headache, a displaced thought, a tensing of the muscles. After a while, the pain begins to take hold and deeper pains are felt: the headache becomes splitting, thoughts of herself and others become blurry and bleed out like a haze of whispering, and the pain becomes so unbearable that her hands and tentacles start to clutching herself to keep her body from falling apart.

And the worst part? She doesn't know the source. She doesn't understand that this is a hex, but rather feels this as a kind of karmic justice. As she makes her way around Trench she tries to make it off as any other day. Only, this day was one that felt like it would never end.

Bad Case of Food Poisoning cw: body horror, physical helplessness/inability to use body, vomiting organs

The chocolatier had visited her twice, and two times she had resisted temptation. Each time, though, the tantalizing smell and texture of chocolate washed over Nil like silken decadence. The creature itself seemed to have realized this, for it appeared before her one final time. It was that time that she finally broke, reaching for two of the more appealing-looking ones to consume.

While nothing happened immediately, the first sign of trouble started was when a white giblet came spewing forth. Her eyes narrowed at it, realizing that something was wrong. Then another one: this time a dull aquamarine and... undulating. Nil attempts to flee but there's no escape. Worse, the sensations in her legs began to give out as a beating organ with large aotars and wide vein-like protrusions passed through her mouth.

As she makes her way into the square, all motor functioning of her limbs gave way. She can feel a heave as five smaller organs -- this time in shapes of slugs -- comes pouring out in sticky viscera. These "organs" appear somewhat sentient and start slithering away now free of their gastrointestinal confines. Nil can feel her stomach beginning to distend as another round of organs begin to manifest themselves into her stomach. Not wanting to be put on this public display, she tries to pick herself up, but is prevented by a lack of movement from her limbs or the uncomfortable feeling of foreign organs spewing forth past her esophagus.

She looks for help, a pool of pale and sticky ambergris and giblets piling up beneath her face.

3; text - un: taka

[retsuden]

I would be willing to take the risk.

Are you able to explain the nature of the powers you're going to use?