smash_logs | Open Log: Now with 97% more molting!

Open Log: Now with 97% more molting!

Characters: Pit, anyone
What: Pit is undergoing extreme *~bodily changes~* ~~like puberty or menstruation~~ and is losing feathers like pocket change in a holy pocket.
Where: Up to you!
When: From Saturday, September 19th to Saturday, September 26.
Warnings: PINFEATHERS. 8C Self-conscious angels? Gdit. ~~Not that he isn't going through perpetual molt already.~~

Basically, this is just a log where you can bump into Pit. Anywhere, anytime, anyone. Extra emphasis on ANYONE. You can find him in his room, you can meet him on the roof, down the halls, in between classes, in the courtyard, the common room, training at the stadium... anywhere! Just write in a date, time, and location. I will even wedge in a few starting threads to make it easier on those who can't think of a place/situation to interact with him. I should also mention that the further into the week you go, the worse his molt is. But I mean it: any excuse is good! I love tagging you guys, okay? 8C

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The angel took a second to peer down at the feathers he dropped and the ones that sprung from her fist. "What do you mean, fair game? You mean, for keeping?" Midna certainly was a strange little creature. Her antics planted puzzlement within Pit's head.

"Yes for keeping," she replied, giving him a look. She thought she had been mostly strait forward about it. "You certainly don't look like you're using them anymore."

"Well, no... I'm not. You can take them if you want." He wondered why she wanted them so much? They were just feathers. Then again, people probably viewed angel feathers to be more valuable, if not extremely rare. In this case, his feathers were 100% guaranteed angel feathers because, well, here he stood, living proof.

"Excellent!" The imp said quite happily, visibly brightening a bit. The feathers in her hands ~mysteriously vanished~, only a few stray black fragments hanging in the air being any indication of what happened to them. She picked up another feather that had settled near Pit's foot. "I thought I'd make a nice fetch toy for Fluffy with them," she explained. "She's been a bit mopey ~~like me~~ for a while, so maybe it'll cheer her up."

Yeah, so much for angel feather's being rare and precious.

Pit had taken a step back, rather surprised at the odd disintegration of his feathers into dark dust. They just... disappeared!

"A fetch toy!?" he exclaimed. "Who's Fluffy?" He had a hard time picturing how his feathers could make a good throw toy- they were lightweight and prone to floating away in the breeze, after all.

"She's my daughter, sort of," Midna explained as if it was something totally obvious. Except it actually wasn't obvious at all, and was actually probably quite confusing. Midna grinned after a moment of this realization.

"That probably sounded very odd, hmm? Hee hee, she's a bird."

Now THIS was a confusing web of concepts! "Wait... I didn't think birds played fetch! And... how is she your daughter!? You don't look ANYTHING like a bird!" He looked Midna over at least 5 more times in attempt to discover any birdlike features he may have missed. Well, she did float.

"...Aaaaah, this is so confusing!" he cried as he scrunched the sides of his head with his fists. "Are you doing this on purpose?"

"Maybe~"

Oh, Pit. You were entirely too much fun. "Eee hee! Her mother was a giant puppy, you see." he had reacted so well before, she was just going to mess with him a little more and neglect to tell him the full story on purpose... for a little while longer, anyway.

The imp floated up closer, lightly patting Pit on the cheeks with her tiny hands. "Want to meet her?"

Perplexing situations ABOUND. This creature was odd- was she by any chance a demon? His mouth hung open a tad before he summoned words to come out of it, confused by both her direct closeness and the vague familial connections of this 'Fluffy' bird whose mother was a giant puppy, but at the same time also Midna somehow. "Um... I think so." His cheeks were quite pliable. "But at the same time..."

"But at the same time...?" Midna repeated, tilting her head slightly. She pinched Pit's cheeks lightly, gently stretching them out a little. "She doesn't bite."

"I guess it couldn't hurt," he said uncertainly, his voice faltering due to the face-pulling. "Hey, stop that," he burbled, trying to swat her off.

"Hee hee~!" Midna let go of cheeks. In doing so, she proceeded to perch on Pit's head. It was a good thing she didn't weigh very much at all. "You can finish up here though," she said, recalling that she had sort of interrupted the angel in his quest for a thirst quencher.

"Uh, oh. Right." He faced the vending machine again, but had a change of mind. "I'm not really that thirsty anyway. Let's go see Fluffy." He wondered just what kind of bird this Fluffy character was. "Where is she?"

Midna shrugged. Now where oh where could Fluffy possible be? "Mmm..." Midna twisted around a bit, glancing around to see if the giant bird was conveniently anywhere overhead. No such luck. So she pointed off in a direction, peering down at Pit. "Let's try over by the dorms."

"Okay." Pit changed directions and gave Midna a free ride on his head.

They eventually came across the dormitories, and Pit asked, "Where could she be? Is she big? Small? What color?" His eyes rolled all over the place.

"She's much bigger than you and is all black." Midna re-arranged her new bundle of feathers that she had collected along the walk. They joined the others in whatever secret hiding place the imp was sending them off to. "She's probably up near the roof somewhere."

With that, Midna got up so that she was standing on the angel boy, cupping her hands around her mouth. The words that she was shouting were definitely not in any sort of language that Pit would be able to understand, and sounded very... babbley, to put it one way. Whatever it was she was doing, it seemed to do something as there was a strange honking sort of sound in the not-too-distant distance.

"That sound... is that Fluffy?" he inquired, dreadfully curious about the giant bird and its eerie sounds. What were those words Midna cried just now? Just how big was the black fowl? He did even more looking around, investigating the skies for wings.

A "hee hee" was the only response Pit got before the low, dreadful honk got even louder.

A large black shape rose up from the side of the roof. The kargarok swept towards them on its beastly raggedy wings, looking every bit as intimidating as a huge monster bird should. It was coming in for a landing fast! The bird touched down just a few feet away from Pit, swinging it's bizarre head to look at him. Which is what Fluffy was doing, despite appearances.

Midna waved between the monster bird and angel boy. "Pit, Fluffy. Fluffy, Pit." She continued to say something else to Fluffy, but it was in that babbley language again. Whatever she was saying, it was making the bird make a happy crooning noise.

Pit opened his mouth to scream when it alighted, but dry silence was the only product of his vocal chords. He backed up a few steps and a tiny noise crept out, a noise of surprise that barely scratched the volume of a mouse. He stared at the beast (how many monster birds is he going to meet this week?) with wide eyes. The angel didn't know what to think except that he was quite terrified deep down inside. He wasn't prepared to fight monsters right now!

...But she was Midna's pet. That meant he should at least calm down. He attempted to cool off and swallow the dryness in his throat. "Fluffy? This is Fluffy? She... she's not like any bird I've ever seen!" It was the most demonic avian creature he'd ever been in contact with. Where was its head? Why did it make the noises he heard only in nightmares? He swore he met it before underground or something.

Midna had gotten very used to the plethora of negative reactions that people have had to Fluffy over the year that the bird had been alive. Repulsion, confusion, feelings of terror... Midna could only imagine what was going through Pit's head. She gave his hair a little pat of encouragement.

"Eee hee, that doesn't surprise me!" Fluffy tilted her head, trying to snuffle at Pit's hair. Midna pushed her away, feeling that the angel wasn't quite ready for that sort of contact yet, despite the orange hand that was gently pressing against his back to keep him there. "Twilight Kargaroks are native to the Twilight Realm, you see. Her egg got illegally smuggled over the borders some time last year... Luckily it found its way to a Twili during a school assignment."

He tried to repeat the name of her species. "Kar...garok? Why doesn't she have a head?" He peered into the deep void that served as her face.

"She does have a head, it's right there."

Oh. Okay. Whatever you say, Midna.

Pit ogled a bit more at the Kargarok. He didn't dare get close yet, but there was running away allowed, no way. That would be an embarrassing shame both to him and Palutena. "She sure is... interesting. What does she eat?"

"Hmmm... A little of everything, I guess. Rodents, birds, I think Cane tried to give her chex mix a few times... A few students here or there... She does seem fond of cantaloupe, oddly enough."

While Midna was trying to navigate Fluffy's unusual diet, the bird had tried to inch a little closer to Pit. She crooned at him again, her tail slowly wagging from side to side as she cocked her head and... Was she imitating a canine?

Some of the tidbits of information Midna had to share about Fluffy's diet shook him for a few yards. Students? She preyed upon students? All of a sudden, Pit felt like flying away (not that he could pull that off very well at the moment), but he resisted. If things got sticky, then he might think about splitting this place. No weapons equaled no room for proper defense.

His body stiffened as the Kargarok pushed closer. Please don't eat me.

Open Log: Now with 97% more molting!

Shoulder imp? For me? Oh, it's too nice, I cannot accept such charity.

Oh no please, I insist.

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Can I be the chosen hero then?

...Can you turn into a puppy?

Sorry, no. Will eggplants do you any justice?

Well eggplants are kind of tasty...

No, they're kind of gross.

Oh, I wouldn't actually know.

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You mentioned wanting to continue this I think? :3c

Hooray!

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