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sticksandbones2024-02-29 05:32 pm
soundsurfing) wrote in sticksandbones2024-02-29 05:32 pm
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bark bark bark!!
Who: Beat + you
What: Beat says hi! Also WTF!
When: Leap Yeap
Where: The Network and the Grove
Warnings: lots of swearing, will change if more comes up
AIGHT YO who the fuck messed with the Fog this time it's fuckin BLACK I thought we was all agreed bout not messin wid it! weird as fuck even more so than when it was brown an no you cant blame me this time!! i aint do nothin!
[This is how this young adult writes I'm so sorry.]
but aight whatev so where is we this time like cool we get tokomuni talk wid each other still but this aint dyster
lest i dont think
it dont smell like it
i mean it kinda do like it got that whole death thing goin for it but it also dont smell like uh stale
oh right aint no usernames wid this its beat yo shadow gal said to write in it to say hi who all here holla at me or come find me im at a well?
also man someone bring me a bandaid i got fuckin bit by something in the forest i dunno wtf is going this fuckin event but i might zombie i dunno
[ After scribbling all over the network Beat will just continue to sit where he sat, which is on the well. That's right, he plopped his ass right on the edge of the well. Do you want water? Too bad, tell him to move. He will then unceremoniously stuff his journal into his pocket the best he can by rolling it up, and sniffing the air. That sure is a fucking large ass werewolf just sitting there, trying to figure out where everyone is by sniffing the air. So even if you don't see his bullshit in the journal, you might run into him if you're trying to get water.
Come say hi, he's a good boy. Even if you don't, the moment he zones in on your scent, he might be locking eyes with you. Even if he can't see you, if he can smell you he's going to stare.
It's fine, that tail wag says he's friendly. ]
What: Beat says hi! Also WTF!
When: Leap Yeap
Where: The Network and the Grove
Warnings: lots of swearing, will change if more comes up
AIGHT YO who the fuck messed with the Fog this time it's fuckin BLACK I thought we was all agreed bout not messin wid it! weird as fuck even more so than when it was brown an no you cant blame me this time!! i aint do nothin!
[This is how this young adult writes I'm so sorry.]
but aight whatev so where is we this time like cool we get to
lest i dont think
it dont smell like it
i mean it kinda do like it got that whole death thing goin for it but it also dont smell like uh stale
oh right aint no usernames wid this its beat yo shadow gal said to write in it to say hi who all here holla at me or come find me im at a well?
also man someone bring me a bandaid i got fuckin bit by something in the forest i dunno wtf is going this fuckin event but i might zombie i dunno
[ After scribbling all over the network Beat will just continue to sit where he sat, which is on the well. That's right, he plopped his ass right on the edge of the well. Do you want water? Too bad, tell him to move. He will then unceremoniously stuff his journal into his pocket the best he can by rolling it up, and sniffing the air. That sure is a fucking large ass werewolf just sitting there, trying to figure out where everyone is by sniffing the air. So even if you don't see his bullshit in the journal, you might run into him if you're trying to get water.
Come say hi, he's a good boy. Even if you don't, the moment he zones in on your scent, he might be locking eyes with you. Even if he can't see you, if he can smell you he's going to stare.
It's fine, that tail wag says he's friendly. ]
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as I was, or if this place hasn't induced those sorts of feelings in you already.Unfortunately, he did not elaborate further on the sickness, so that was the best answer I could tell you. Sesa did, however, mention a name: 'Elsword'. He was the one who got sick from contact with the black fog. I suppose you could try and ask him about his condition.
We do have a doctor, yes, and there is a clinic. [ Barring the fact that he's had a minor breakdown when he finds out because that doctor most certainly can't treat Oripathy. Even if he actually hates doctors and had a slightly negative view towards his treatment. ] That still sounds bad, though. You were saying that whatever bit you was invisible?
[ 'The nose knows', 'smells like science'...he understood both since he also has a sharp sense of smell, and he also knows that science smells like That indeed, but he didn't point out the...kind of funny way that this lad phrased them.
But first! He draws the cat hissing at the dog now. Perfectly describes their dynamics since the beginning of this conversation. ]
...Well, that's good to hear, I suppose. Otherwise, I'd offer to take you there.
As for that, it's...a bit hard to tell, but I'd say around a month or so. Well, perhaps even a little bit longer than that. I am actually a more recent arrival, although not as recent as some of you, apparently.
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aight got it dont mess with the fog and uh i kinda came outta the forest? werent nothin bad there i think jus the moose lady someone said is called moder and a wolf that ran away but otherwise was pretty chill
invisible or somethin cause i didnt feel or see anything bite me but there it is man.
[The hissing cat image makes him grin. Cat's, man. Always the same. So he draws himself with his hands up in defeat, okay okay.]
oh so you kinda in the dark too huh? how much you know bout this place?
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and everything that happens online is not real. much like his hallucinationsAlso, the sentiment is mutual because his brain glazed over a little reading the younger man's reply. Man... ]
Precisely. Stay away from it.
...Ah. So, not the wolf? Well, you did say that it ran away, but it could have just turned around and sneaked up on you when you had your back turned. Then again, I suppose that was more of a feline's style of attack rather than a canine beast. Do you see or sense other wolves anywhere? Could be its pack. Wolves are rarely out by their lonesome.
It could be a smaller creature, too. An insect, perhaps? Some of them could sneak up on humans unnoticed. In that case...no, either way, better be on your way to the clinic. Fast.
[ Big talk coming from someone who would literally rather die than getting his frostbitten leg treated by a proper medic.
Anyway, that's a victory for him. Now he drew the cat looking all smug. Smug cat. ]
I suppose. It depends on what you mean by 'how much'. For starters, I know that we have all been here before, apparently. Now this is the plot twist: we lived here in a past life.
...I might have been your father in that past life. [ Now he's definitely just pulling Beat's leg. ]
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oh uh damn yo i didnt think to check there was a ton of smells around in the forest so maybe?? kinda wanted to get out of it without sniffing around. aight aight ill go to the docs an get it all cleaned up aint gotta nag me twice
[Smug cat gets a dog blep in return, pfft. No one can see Beat's tail wagging.
Though that information makes him pause.]
wait for serious? i mean i aint gonna doubt it i heard weirder shit like my body floatin in a sea of stars an crap but like really?
no way yer too into cats aint no way youd be my dad we a strictly dog family here
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...Though, my cat would do that sometimes. Not sure if wolves would do the same thing to humans, however.
Well, I was just theorising. After all, even the spirits of the Forest and the spirits of the dead are not invisible...at least not to me.
I am not nagging anyoneBut that's good to hear. Please go see the doctor.[ The blep is returned with an indifferent look — the cat is now licking its front paw.
...Speaking of, he had just realised that he'd accidentally dropped the Bomb. That bomb. Beat is his second victim after Pure Vanilla. ]
Yes. A different coworker enlightened me to that fact. He's a scientist. I have some dealings with plenty of...things that are otherwise considered irrational, but this coworker of mine is the farthest thing from suspicious and/or mystical. That certainly says a lot, and I believed him.
[ Been brainwashed before and was involved in an assassin order masquerading as a theatre troupe led by a mysterious deity, among other things, so his beliefs are...more than a bit questionable, to say at the least, but he has his reasons other than just 'Gnosis says so'.
Well no. He has no other reasons than that, actually. So his source here is just: Gnosis; trust me, bro. ]
That was worth trying, at least. I was pulling your leg. I do have a cat, although my dear Miss Christine isn't here... [ Doodles a cat with a sad face. ] And in case you were one of those people with no bestial traits to speak of (although I have my reasons to believe that you have them), or you simply did not come from Terra: I am a Feline. I have traits of a...feline, clearly.
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[Sad dog doodle. A possible friend.]
huh
i mean sure why not ive heard weirder and ive experienced weirder so okay living here before isnt high on my tier of fucked up shit ive heard wouldnt be the first time to be honest
yeah dude dog as fuck though ive also been a squirrel before but aint heard of terra. im a werewolf dude. i look like a big damn dog on two legs. betchu i can sniff you out.
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[ Poor dog. He has nothing against them, and drew some bone-shaped treats to cheer it up. ]
You and me both. This isn't my first time experiencing and living through peculiar things. [ He sighs. ]
In fact, that was the story of my entire lifeA...squirrel? Wait, how. Just...how. A dog, then a squirrel, now you are...a 'werewolf'? Do you mean a...a Lupo? That's just a Lupo, isn't it? Some Lupos are more wolfbeast than humanformed, but they are Lupos nevertheless. It's the same with us Felines.
...Please don't do that, however. I have nothing against Lupos and Perros, since that was just a stereotype. But I dislike having sudden visitors. And I am not very good with people, especially in person.
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[He was probably just passed out at the time.]
bro you need a hug? you wanna go for a walk or somethin?? you seem like you need a hug or to play fetch...
man its a long story gods turning us into monsters but slong as we stay monsters she didnt care what monster we was and squirrels are shits and i didnt like it so changed
oh
uh
what about a dog? i can be a normal dog?
[Go walkies with him? :(]
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Which is why it is best to avoid thinking of 'it' as a deity or some such. Whatever it was that resided in the Forest - whatever it was that brought us here and caged us in this Grove for its own amusement - we should think of it as a...faceless entity.
That was what I have been told.
[ Unfortunately, Phantom believed him. Well, at least he remembered to caution the other about another thing that Sesa has told him regarding the entity in the Forest.
Reading the next part, however, he paused for a moment, and frowned slightly. ]
...Play fetch? Uh, do people do that? I probably should not use my knives, should I...? [ NO he shouldn't. That's just murder. ]
A hug sounds better, though[ And he definitely needed that. Poor boy couldn't have been more depressed. ]
Oh. I see?
I don't see.I'm curious, does squirrels qualify as a monster back in that world or your world or wherever it was you'd been, or...was is just some sort of a curse? How did you shook off that form, anyway? Does some part of you remain a squirrel, or are you just...a 'werewolf' now, as you'd said?You can? Well, I have no problem with a normal dog, I suppose... [ (X) doubt. Dogs are too much for an introvert like him, although it's true that he had nothing against them personally. ] ...Erm, dogs usually do not like Felines much back in my world, much in the same manner as how cats usually do not like Perros — those are humans with dog traits for you, either mostly dog or mostly human and everyone in-between.
Although it's true that us not liking them back or in general is just a stereotype, as I'd said. And...well, I suppose the rules of my world do not apply to you?
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[Beat's had too much dealings with Gods to not think of the thing out there as a God so that advice will get noted but probably ultimately forgotten... alas.]
people who have dogs do ye! its fun takes your mind offa shit sometimes you get zoomies durin but if you need a hug i give the fuckin best hugs you ever had in yer life im super fluffy an big and squish real good!
pooka! they was trickster monsters an i was turned into that first an they all based on rodents but i hated it cause it made me mean so i was like nah i wanna be something more me so i got werewolf an dog really fit me i guess
oh i mean dogs vs cats i think is an every universe thing you know? but i aint got nothing against cats!! we had cat monsters called manticores an onna my boys was one once an he was great
[the doodle of a dog wagging its tail cause he is in real life too and he needs to convey he's a happy good boy.]
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And before you ask, no, believing that It would send us back to our respective worlds or believing that It was weaker than a newborn babe would not make that, well, true. ...Although I suppose that is worth trying.
What if we all collectively agreed to believe that It's weak...?...Excuse me, what in the world is a 'zoomies'? It sounds like Colombian slang language to me. [ This cat is genuinely confused, and he doodled a puzzled-looking cat. ] Ah, uh, erm...I- I suppose I do not mind. I usually only get them from The Doctor. I- I like fluffy things, like my cat.
[ His face is all red on his end, since it was VERY embarrassing to admit that. Well, all of that. ]
So...you can choose the sort of monster you were turning into...? Hmm. It reminds me of a nightmare I once had — at least one of them, since I have...plenty of nightmares to speak of.
[ Under his words, Phantom drew a menacing figure; a large shadow-person, kind of shapeless and nebulous, but it was vaguely person-shaped. ]
...Like that. I dreamt I had been transformed into...that. Doom personified. I...am not a Manticore, though. But I have glimpsed one. She worked in the same place as I do. She's nice. Doesn't talk much.
But, erm, my point is that I am not one, since they are extremely rare back in my world. I am just...a regular Feline. Although I used to be a stage actor and...a singer. Here. [ He doodled a stickman this time, but one with cat ears and something that looked like a short tail. He is, after all, a lynx. ] There are many different kinds of Felines. I am simply one of them.
[ Now he doodled the stickman patting the dog's head. Good boy? Good boy. ]