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middaeg2020-03-11 09:40 pm
blankpieces) wrote in middaeg2020-03-11 09:40 pm
Entry tags:
open | march catch-all
Who: Near ("Eli Dagwood") and open
When: from the full moon on
Where: various locations
What: catch all post for monster changes and the toy shop opening
Warnings: Descriptions of gross things, blood, etc.
the full moon
[Near knows when it's going to happen. He's been scratching at his skin for days now, even had to have the painted tattoo protection moved to a different location on his arms so he stopped scratching it off his wrists. Parts of his skin have been scratched raw despite his best efforts to keep himself from making things worse.
He hides away in his room, door locked and bolted, as the full moon rises and he proceeds to pull off his own skin.
He's becoming a snake, after all. It only makes sense for him to shed like one. Most snakes, however, don't strip off a complete layer of human skin to reveal the scales underneath. It's the most unusual process Near's ever gone through, but it isn't all that painful. The growth of his scales beneath his skin has clearly been happening for some time now, and all he's doing is removing the excess. He does have to pause and rest several times, as physically weak as he is.
The worst part is probably the removal of his eyelids. They come off completely and aren't replaced in his transformation. Snakes don't have eyelids, just a protective layer over their eyes. Not being able to close his eyes is going to bother him immensely - moreso than the scales.
When he's finished he has a complete, large, single piece of human skin on the floor and many black, gray, and white scales in their place. There are certain other things that had come off in the shedding, such as his tongue (which is now black and forked), which makes the whole thing that much more disturbing. He should really burn it all, even though he's sure it would be worth a killing on some black market somewhere. He'll keep it for now, but only as a precaution.
At least he still has his legs, though he doesn't know how long that will last.
The transformation leaves him exhausted, and he falls asleep for several hours after. Unsurprisingly, the next morning finds him spectacularly hungry. He knows what he wants - he's been craving meat for as long as he's been itching. But now it's worse. It feels different, and he's not even sure if raw meat from the butcher will fix the ache in his gut.]
i. [Near is out and about, which isn't common for him. The new scales are obvious, as he's done nothing to cover them up, and his forked tongue darts from his mouth frequently to taste the air. His eyes are the red eyes of an adder, unblinking but darting around quickly.
He stops at the window of a butcher shop and just stares inside.]
ii. [It's late evening in the harbor district and a rat darts along the edge of the street and into the shadows. This isn't anything out of the ordinary. What is out of the ordinary is the white-haired young man that runs after it. As it disappears under a stack of crates he lets out a frustrated hiss and pounds the side of them in frustration.]
iii. [Transformation wildcard - any other scenario you'd like to use here.]
Shop Opening
[Near finally has the toy shop in a state where he can open its doors. Currently he only has two employees and there's a help wanted sign out front in the hopes that he might be able to get one or two more. The shop is located in the northeast section of the shopping district, and a bright sign on the awning says: Life's Playthings.
Inside is a small collection of hand puppets and carved wooden toys, as well as a slightly larger collection of brightly colored animals. It's not a huge stock for now, but it will be growing. At the counter are several varieties of candies.]
((ooc: Other prompts are also welcome!))
When: from the full moon on
Where: various locations
What: catch all post for monster changes and the toy shop opening
Warnings: Descriptions of gross things, blood, etc.
the full moon
[Near knows when it's going to happen. He's been scratching at his skin for days now, even had to have the painted tattoo protection moved to a different location on his arms so he stopped scratching it off his wrists. Parts of his skin have been scratched raw despite his best efforts to keep himself from making things worse.
He hides away in his room, door locked and bolted, as the full moon rises and he proceeds to pull off his own skin.
He's becoming a snake, after all. It only makes sense for him to shed like one. Most snakes, however, don't strip off a complete layer of human skin to reveal the scales underneath. It's the most unusual process Near's ever gone through, but it isn't all that painful. The growth of his scales beneath his skin has clearly been happening for some time now, and all he's doing is removing the excess. He does have to pause and rest several times, as physically weak as he is.
The worst part is probably the removal of his eyelids. They come off completely and aren't replaced in his transformation. Snakes don't have eyelids, just a protective layer over their eyes. Not being able to close his eyes is going to bother him immensely - moreso than the scales.
When he's finished he has a complete, large, single piece of human skin on the floor and many black, gray, and white scales in their place. There are certain other things that had come off in the shedding, such as his tongue (which is now black and forked), which makes the whole thing that much more disturbing. He should really burn it all, even though he's sure it would be worth a killing on some black market somewhere. He'll keep it for now, but only as a precaution.
At least he still has his legs, though he doesn't know how long that will last.
The transformation leaves him exhausted, and he falls asleep for several hours after. Unsurprisingly, the next morning finds him spectacularly hungry. He knows what he wants - he's been craving meat for as long as he's been itching. But now it's worse. It feels different, and he's not even sure if raw meat from the butcher will fix the ache in his gut.]
i. [Near is out and about, which isn't common for him. The new scales are obvious, as he's done nothing to cover them up, and his forked tongue darts from his mouth frequently to taste the air. His eyes are the red eyes of an adder, unblinking but darting around quickly.
He stops at the window of a butcher shop and just stares inside.]
ii. [It's late evening in the harbor district and a rat darts along the edge of the street and into the shadows. This isn't anything out of the ordinary. What is out of the ordinary is the white-haired young man that runs after it. As it disappears under a stack of crates he lets out a frustrated hiss and pounds the side of them in frustration.]
iii. [Transformation wildcard - any other scenario you'd like to use here.]
Shop Opening
[Near finally has the toy shop in a state where he can open its doors. Currently he only has two employees and there's a help wanted sign out front in the hopes that he might be able to get one or two more. The shop is located in the northeast section of the shopping district, and a bright sign on the awning says: Life's Playthings.
Inside is a small collection of hand puppets and carved wooden toys, as well as a slightly larger collection of brightly colored animals. It's not a huge stock for now, but it will be growing. At the counter are several varieties of candies.]
((ooc: Other prompts are also welcome!))
no subject
I do need all my employees to be able to put up with me, yes. It's an important requirement.
[He's not blind to the fact that he can be something of a pain to deal with at times. He never hires anyone who's going to spend too much time arguing with him or talking back. Who wants to bother with that?]
no subject
Your employees? [ he balks, expression screwed up as if he’s expecting a punchline to follow. ] Wait – what?
[ Stiles glances around the shop yet again; there’s still no one else present, no elderly manager swooping in to pardon Eli’s pranks. ]
You're not just another employee?
no subject
[It might be a toy shop, but it's his toy shop and he has to have people who are willing to follow his directions. He knows he isn't exactly the most intimidating looking individual, even with the scales.]
Even if I wasn't in charge, having my employees get along with each other is also important if I want a smooth running business.
[This isn't a large convenience store where one might be able to avoid fellow workers they didn't quite mesh with.]
no subject
[ Seriously…? This kid is the owner? How is that possible. Stiles continues to be baffled. ]
Alright, I think I can see where this is going. Just so we’re clear, it’s a “no,” right?
no subject
[This isn't something he excels at.]
It's a no. But I do appreciate the attempt.
[Not being taken seriously at first doesn't bother him too much. He's used to it. Applicants who do take him seriously are much more likely to get a job, however.]
no subject
[ Mostly, Stiles would rather not continue to waste time here if he can try another location with openings. ]
Well, if anything changes? Let me know. It’s Stiles, remember.
[ With a salute, he’s already heading out the door. ]
Bye, dude.
no subject
[Near calls out before he can get far, leaning over the counter and resting his chin on the palms of both hands.]
I'd appreciate it if you'd put my sign back on the window just the way you found it.
LMAO
Oh. Ha, I didn’t…think anyone saw that. Sure.
[ Awkwardly clearing his throat, he heads over to where he remembers hiding the sign – taking a moment to fish it out and accidentally knocking a few toys askew. Once it’s been retrieved, he makes a show of respectfully dusting it off. ]
Right. I’ll just, uh – yeah.
[ With a second salute, this time performed with the sign, he finally exits the store.
And takes the sign with him, throwing it in the first trash receptacle he finds. ]