Monster Transformation meme

[ldfsh]

(warning: body horror)

Whatever you were before, there's something inside you that needs to surface. You can feel it coming, fast or slow. The change will be painful, and not pretty, and it comes with strange cravings. Can you count on anyone to help you through it? Will your friends accept you in your new form?

Choose a beast from the list, or RNG for one.

1. Arachne
   
2. Cecaelia
   
3. Centaur
   
4. Cyborg
   
5. Demon
   
6. Dragon/Dragonborn
   
7. Dryad
   
8. Faerie
   
9. Gargoyle
   
10. Giant/Titan
    
11. Goblin
    
12. Gorgon
    
13. Harpy
    
14. Incubus/Succubus
    
15. Kelpie
    
16. Kitsune/Kumiho
    
17. Lamia
    
18. Manticore
    
19. Merperson
    
20. Minotaur
    
21. Mothman
    
22. Naga
    
23. Nymph
    
24. Satyr
    
25. Shade
    
26. Siren
    
27. Sphinx
    
28. Troll
    
29. Vampire
    
30. Wendigo
    
31. Werebear
    
32. Werecat
    
33. Werehyena
    
34. Werewolf

Comments

you're doing good!

[deernoise]

Rrrghh...

[He lets out another low groan, and by now his pants and shoes are shredded, leaving the lower half of what appears to be a deer's body in their place.]

Thanks. I love your dipper!

[scaredbythebell]

Come on... Wait. Didn't you use a UV light? Can she even find what she's looking for without it?

Is it even in this book?]

Just hang in there for a second, Dipper... [Tis one isn't her fault! Her family doesn't have any weird turning-into-animal curses!]

ahh, thank you!

[deernoise]

It's...I don't have it with me...

[He grinds out, his back hooves digging furrows into the ground. By now, though, whatever started happening is done now, leaving a half-deer, half-boy in the place of what used to be just plain old Dipper.]

...I think it stopped.

[scaredbythebell]

I knew this thing was stupid! [She frantically leafs through a few more pages, before finally slamming the book shut inf rustration.]

...A deer? You're not going to turn into bambi, are you?

[deernoise]

No way! I don't...ugh, what happened?

[He mumbles more to himself than anything, trying to stand. He doesn't get very far at all with his legs trembling as they are. They feel like jelly, detached and unreal somehow.]

[scaredbythebell]

You can't even stand. [She moves cautiously closer.]


IF you grow a snout, I"m out of here.

[deernoise]

[Dipper scoffs, trying- and failing- a second time.]

Great. I can't even get up like this.

[scaredbythebell]

[Okay, she's just going to... put her shoulder under him, and sort of... lift.] You're lucky you're a lot ligher than one of dad's hunting trophies.

[deernoise]

[Dipper digs his hooves in again, trying to stand as Pacifica helps pull him up.]

You didn't- see anything weird coming over here, did you?

[scaredbythebell]

You mean other than a dweeb turning into a deer?

I think I would have mentioned it.

[deernoise]

...other than that, yes.

This kind of stuff doesn't just happen.

[He sighs again, his ears flicking forward as he finally manages to get to his feet, shakily.]

Here- hand me the journal again. There's got to be something in there.

[scaredbythebell]

Puh-leae. This stuff has been "just happening" to me ever since you and your sister got here.

[She hands over the journal, though.]

[deernoise]

[He rolls his eyes but bites his tongue, quickly flipping through the book.]

Look, are you sure you didn't see anything? At all?

[scaredbythebell]

Like a big wizard chanting "Dipper be a deer"? I think I would have noticed. Look, I know I'm a northwest, but I would have still said something if I noticed it...

Anyway, isn't it usually the cursed one who sees something weird?

[deernoise]

[...she actually has a point.]

Yeah, but I think I would have noticed too, wouldn't I?

[scaredbythebell]

I told you. I'd tell you if I saw anything. [Wouldn't she?

She's not... that horrible. Right? She hoped, but.]

[deernoise]

[He sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.]

Well, whatever happened, it happened. So now we have to figure out how to fix it. The journal doesn't seem to really have anything I can see, though.

[scaredbythebell]

What about that dumb black light thing you used? [Being helpful is sort of new.]

[deernoise]

That...could work. It's back in my room at the Shack, though.

...And I...don't know if I can walk.

[scaredbythebell]

You're lucky I'm in a helpful mood. [She'll just. Try and prop him up.] now move.

[deernoise]

[He huffs, trying to maintain his balance.]

It's not as easy as it looks! I try to take a step and my legs just- [He gestures, vaguely.] -go wherever!

[scaredbythebell]

Well. Make them go wherever in a forward motion. [dang it, horses are so much easier to lead...]

[deernoise]

I'm trying.

[He grimaces, but does...well, try, at least. He makes it just a step or two before he starts to wobble again.]

[scaredbythebell]

Don't you have animal instincts or something? [Maybe he just needs a good shock to take his brain out of the picture.]

[deernoise]

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Well if I do, they're taking their time showing up.