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[OPEN] an animal, bipedal and featherless
Who: Toby and You!
When: Between the end of the Dorchacht dream and whenever the diplomat teams leave Aefenglom
Where: Around Aef; primarily around the Coven, but also elsewhere.
What: Toby trying to use transmutation magic to fake being human enough to fool the Dorchacht witches. She could use some help.
Warnings: none, will add if that changes.
Toby, a very tall lizardlike alien, doesn't want to be human. That is, she doesn't want to be human and not Hork-Bajir, she doesn't want to renounce her species, she finds self-transfiguration and being without her blades and tail and everything else disorienting and not pleasant. She does, however, admit to curiosity and an awareness that it may be practical, especially in the near future. It had been a casual interest before trying it in the dream; now, she has to learn a lot and in not much time.
While she does forgo her other classes for Transmutation and looks into anatomy, she knows hands-on experience and actually trying it herself will be essential.
[a] a plucked fowl in the lecture room
It may be in the Coven between classes or out in the city. On a couple of different days a class goes out to an elaborate fountain in the Entertainment District, a broad basin featuring an assortment of carved Merrow and aquatic Dragons cavorting with dolphins and hippocampi admist a variety of flourishes and spouts. Each transfiguration student picks a statue and tries to magic a block of wood into its likeness, which some manage better than others.
Toby finishes early and looks around, holding her miniature. If you don't look busy she may turn to you with a question. Her voice is very deep and on the guttral side.
"Pardon. Would you let me examine your hands?" Or the way your jaw works. Or, if you're not digigrade, how you walk. It really doesn't matter if you're a Monster or nonhuman or not, just as long as you look more human than she does. "I'm making a study of anatomy and physiology. My body doesn't work the way yours does and I need to mark the differences."
[b] a featherless biped with flat nails
One big issue with transforming herself is the exact shape and appearance to take. It's easier for her if she keeps a similar mass. Wiry though her build is, her tail, her blades, her height, and the density of her muscle and bone guarantee that the shapes she takes are large. Always over six feet, with degrees of muscle, general stockiness, or fat differing each time. Her features and coloration change, the weird redness of her dream attempt becoming less pronounced. Her hair definitely changes, and her proportions become more average.
She's told friends and acquaintances that she's trying this and asked for help. Maybe you watched her do it, saw the unpleasant shiver and the impression of something being turned inside out and settling, or maybe you see her afterwards and have feedback. Maybe it's time to go out in town and see if she can pull off acting human, too?
[c] I am looking for a human Wildcard! If you think of something else, go for it!
When: Between the end of the Dorchacht dream and whenever the diplomat teams leave Aefenglom
Where: Around Aef; primarily around the Coven, but also elsewhere.
What: Toby trying to use transmutation magic to fake being human enough to fool the Dorchacht witches. She could use some help.
Warnings: none, will add if that changes.
Toby, a very tall lizardlike alien, doesn't want to be human. That is, she doesn't want to be human and not Hork-Bajir, she doesn't want to renounce her species, she finds self-transfiguration and being without her blades and tail and everything else disorienting and not pleasant. She does, however, admit to curiosity and an awareness that it may be practical, especially in the near future. It had been a casual interest before trying it in the dream; now, she has to learn a lot and in not much time.
While she does forgo her other classes for Transmutation and looks into anatomy, she knows hands-on experience and actually trying it herself will be essential.
[a] a plucked fowl in the lecture room
It may be in the Coven between classes or out in the city. On a couple of different days a class goes out to an elaborate fountain in the Entertainment District, a broad basin featuring an assortment of carved Merrow and aquatic Dragons cavorting with dolphins and hippocampi admist a variety of flourishes and spouts. Each transfiguration student picks a statue and tries to magic a block of wood into its likeness, which some manage better than others.
Toby finishes early and looks around, holding her miniature. If you don't look busy she may turn to you with a question. Her voice is very deep and on the guttral side.
"Pardon. Would you let me examine your hands?" Or the way your jaw works. Or, if you're not digigrade, how you walk. It really doesn't matter if you're a Monster or nonhuman or not, just as long as you look more human than she does. "I'm making a study of anatomy and physiology. My body doesn't work the way yours does and I need to mark the differences."
[b] a featherless biped with flat nails
One big issue with transforming herself is the exact shape and appearance to take. It's easier for her if she keeps a similar mass. Wiry though her build is, her tail, her blades, her height, and the density of her muscle and bone guarantee that the shapes she takes are large. Always over six feet, with degrees of muscle, general stockiness, or fat differing each time. Her features and coloration change, the weird redness of her dream attempt becoming less pronounced. Her hair definitely changes, and her proportions become more average.
She's told friends and acquaintances that she's trying this and asked for help. Maybe you watched her do it, saw the unpleasant shiver and the impression of something being turned inside out and settling, or maybe you see her afterwards and have feedback. Maybe it's time to go out in town and see if she can pull off acting human, too?
[c] I am looking for a human Wildcard! If you think of something else, go for it!
a - an animal, belatedly
He recognizes Toby and waves as she approaches - even with the occasional dragon in the city, she still stands out. (For that matter he does too, with the skeleton thing, but he's not trying to recognize himself approaching.)
"Most peoples' bodies don't work like mine!" Papyrus agrees quickly enough, and exaggerates: "I'm the very model of a human skeleton, you can see bones like me on all the posters. But they don't move... So I'm an even better reference!"
He isn't exactly that - his proportions were a little off to begin with, and they're even moreso now that his feet and legs have gotten a little more digitigrade. Not to mention - and he carefully doesn't scratch at his neck as he thinks this - the growth of skin and fur along the back of his spine has extended up to the back of his skull.
<3
"This is true. Life is a better model than the art which imitates it. You have... seven neck vertebrae, do you think? How much can you move your head?"
His bones seem to have the projections that normally serve as attachment points for muscles. Papyrus does not, on balance, make a great deal of sense, in a different way from how other things in this setting have their own weird logic. But she only has so many options for examining how the inner structure of a human body works.
o/\o
The question - and the opportunity to show off - are enough that he briefly forgets about the fur growth. So he unselfconsciously unwinds his scarf, wrapping it up in his hand before demonstrating his head's mobility, twisting and turning in demonstration.
For the most part he moves around without any clear mechanism. The webbing of skin on his spine is thick enough to hold tight with hairs growing out, but it's not thick enough to house invisible muscles.
no subject
"I suppose a short neck can only support so much movement," muses snake-necked Toby aloud, and decides against commenting on the hairy skin clinging directly to bone. "How about leaning side to side?"
She demonstrates by basically just leaning her long neck out to the left like a smaller arm.