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smash_logs2013-06-29 01:25 pm
butterbelieveamanspromise) wrote in smash_logs2013-06-29 01:25 pm
mole people
Who: Mondo and you
What: He's turning into a giant mole. A mondo mole.
Where: All over the school, really.
When: June 28th or June 29th.
Warnings: GROTESQUE CHANGES INTO MONSTERS
The heat must have been getting to him because he'd collapsed somewhere in the courtyard after a throbbing headache that practically blew his mind into the worst migraine of his life. He went to go chill out on one of the benches but uh, welp. Guess he fell asleep? Maybe falling unconscious was more apt. Either one was pretty concerning, because he wasn't tired. The headache still lingered, though, but it wasn't half as bad. He pulled himself together and walked back in the direction of the bake sale, half wondering whether he'd find Fujisaki there or not. Maybe Ishimaru? There was a mixture of dread and anticipation stirring within at the thought of either person, for different reasons.
An itch erupted on his ankle. Not just any itch, but the kind that screams to be put out, so you impulsively shoot your arm in the direction and get to scratching good and hard. That's what Mondo did; he bent down and reflexively scraped his fingertips over the area. And holy shit, it was the best damn scratch he'd ever given himself, the kind that really digs into the skin and scrapes all the dead irritated skin away. So good that he even told himself mentally that wow, his nails never felt so long and pointy and-
Long and pointy? Now that's weird. Sure didn't feel like his hand. Could you even really call those daggers a hand? Wrinkling his brow, he tore his hand away from his ankle and had all of a second to question why his nails felt so different against his skin because the reason was so overpoweringly obvious that his skin wasn't the only thing screaming now. A sharp cry of astonishment broke out of his throat.
His nails were... long. No, he didn't neglect to cut them, and even if he had, they'd never get like this. The cuticle had extended down the matrices of his fingers like the skin had peeled away to reveal sets of killer claws that lay dormant underneath. Not nails, claws. He felt like his blood temperature had dropped below zero just staring at them. It froze him to the spot.
Until, of course, he bolted for a mad feverish dash to his dorm room.
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((OOC: Here's how this will work! You can snag Mondo at any time during either the first two days he's transforming. It would help me greatly if you were specific with the date and time, but no worries if you leave time a bit ambiguous. I'll also be conjuring top-level threads with prearranged scenarios you can find him in while he's transforming so you don't have to do the work having to guess what Oowada's doing and where. A good guess, though, is that he's holing himself up in his room trying to deal with the problem but failing. I probably don't need to say this, but the second day he will start to look really really strange- imagine a cross between this and this. I'll probably be helpful and describe the changes a little more in-depth while we thread.))
What: He's turning into a giant mole. A mondo mole.
Where: All over the school, really.
When: June 28th or June 29th.
Warnings: GROTESQUE CHANGES INTO MONSTERS
The heat must have been getting to him because he'd collapsed somewhere in the courtyard after a throbbing headache that practically blew his mind into the worst migraine of his life. He went to go chill out on one of the benches but uh, welp. Guess he fell asleep? Maybe falling unconscious was more apt. Either one was pretty concerning, because he wasn't tired. The headache still lingered, though, but it wasn't half as bad. He pulled himself together and walked back in the direction of the bake sale, half wondering whether he'd find Fujisaki there or not. Maybe Ishimaru? There was a mixture of dread and anticipation stirring within at the thought of either person, for different reasons.
An itch erupted on his ankle. Not just any itch, but the kind that screams to be put out, so you impulsively shoot your arm in the direction and get to scratching good and hard. That's what Mondo did; he bent down and reflexively scraped his fingertips over the area. And holy shit, it was the best damn scratch he'd ever given himself, the kind that really digs into the skin and scrapes all the dead irritated skin away. So good that he even told himself mentally that wow, his nails never felt so long and pointy and-
Long and pointy? Now that's weird. Sure didn't feel like his hand. Could you even really call those daggers a hand? Wrinkling his brow, he tore his hand away from his ankle and had all of a second to question why his nails felt so different against his skin because the reason was so overpoweringly obvious that his skin wasn't the only thing screaming now. A sharp cry of astonishment broke out of his throat.
His nails were... long. No, he didn't neglect to cut them, and even if he had, they'd never get like this. The cuticle had extended down the matrices of his fingers like the skin had peeled away to reveal sets of killer claws that lay dormant underneath. Not nails, claws. He felt like his blood temperature had dropped below zero just staring at them. It froze him to the spot.
Until, of course, he bolted for a mad feverish dash to his dorm room.
- - - - - - - - - - -
((OOC: Here's how this will work! You can snag Mondo at any time during either the first two days he's transforming. It would help me greatly if you were specific with the date and time, but no worries if you leave time a bit ambiguous. I'll also be conjuring top-level threads with prearranged scenarios you can find him in while he's transforming so you don't have to do the work having to guess what Oowada's doing and where. A good guess, though, is that he's holing himself up in his room trying to deal with the problem but failing. I probably don't need to say this, but the second day he will start to look really really strange- imagine a cross between this and this. I'll probably be helpful and describe the changes a little more in-depth while we thread.))
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