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

[toothaches]

_{[Maurice swallows as he follows Dipper onto the Shack porch. He eyes the signs and various ads hanging all over the wall with interest.]}

Do Gargoyles eat Whatevers?

[deernoise]

[He shakes his head as he puts his journal back into his vest for now.]

He just eats rocks and stuff now. He's really protective of the Shack now though...but I think as long as you don't break anything, he'll be fine.

[toothaches]

<sub>[The sphinx nods rapidly. He's never seen a living gargoyle--just statues. And if this Stan was a living statue, he doesn't want to think about what his claws could do to him!]

[Once inside, his eyes grow wide. The signs and stuff outside had been neat but WHAT THE HECK WAS ALL OF THIS STUFF? A thing about being a sphinx? You were part cat. And cats are curious. He strays from Dipper and starts poking his nose into everything he can reach. A Cursed Crystal Sun-catcher dangled in the window and Maurice's first shiny new instinct was to extend a paw and bat at it.]</sub>

[deernoise]

Alright, so I don't think I can climb stairs to my room like this so we'll have to stay down here. Maybe I can grab my black light and...

[He stops when light catches the corner of his eye, causing him to look over.]

Dude! I said don't mess with anything!

[toothaches]

_{[Maurice freezes up and whips his head around. His eyes have done the slightly creepy thing cat's eyes do when their pupils turn their eyes into BLACK VOIDS. The sphinx blinks and shakes his head before looking doubtfully at his paw.]}

Uh...sorry...

_{[He slinks away from the TANTALIZING DANGLY THING with his tail flicking low around his ankles.]}

I might be able to carry you up there on my back.

[deernoise]

You think?

[He lifts a hoof cautiously, looking down at it before lowering it back to the floor with a small click.]

Well, we're gonna have to go up there anyway. That's where the light is.

[toothaches]

All aboard, then!

_{[He bows down and spreads is wings. He can't help frowning at them. They're so SMALL.]}

How long have you not been able to go upstairs?

[deernoise]

[It takes Dipper a moment to climb onto Maurice's back, but he manages.]

A while now, but it's not much of a problem. I, uh...don't like staying indoors too much anymore anyway.

[toothaches]

<sub>[That sounds sort of terrible...but if he doesn't even like the inside...]

[Maurice is careful not to dump the deertaur in his climb, digging his new claws into the wood of the stairs. Soon they arrive on the landing and he goes right back to oogling everything. There were BOXES up here. God, had he always loved boxes this much?]</sub>

Has the whole town stopped living in houses?

[deernoise]

Depends on what kind of monster they turned into. Some can't really, like Mabel. Some others kinda don't have a choice...

[Like vampires.]

[toothaches]

_{[That sounds so terrible! Families torn apart due to...limb differences. They have to get to the bottom of this. He bows down to let Dipper off of his back before padding over to shove his head into a box.]}

Have...you tried jumping back in the river? Or does that just turn you into somethin' else?

[deernoise]

[He shakes his head a bit once he's off Maurice's back, his ears flopping. Then he walks over to his bedside to try and fight the aforementioned black-light.]

That doesn't work. If you've already turned into something, touching the water again doesn't really seem to do anything else.

The journal hints at....something being the cure, but like I said it's...really vague.

[toothaches]

_{[He places one paw into the box and then the other.]}

Dang. Well, there went my idea.

_{[Before he realizes what's happening, he's trying to cram his grown lion ass into the box, his wings and fluff spilling over the sides.]}

I was kinda hopin' it'd be like my boss's old computer. Sometimes you gotta turn it off and back on again.

[deernoise]

[...Dipper decides to just let him be for a moment, mostly because it looks like he doesn't even notice what he's going.

He smiles when he finally finds the light, pulling it out from somewhere beneath his bed.]

Okay, here we go. Let's try reading that page again...maybe there's something I'm missing that you might see.

[toothaches]

_{[Maurice nods from his new box throne and stretches his neck out, obviously having no plans to climb OUT of it any time soon.]}

How old is that journal, man? It almost looks too old for there to have even been blacklights when it was written.

[deernoise]

[Dipper uses the bed as his desk as he opens the book up on it, flipping back over to the dog-eared page about the river.]

I don't know...I guess old enough for whoever wrote it to have some sort of invisible ink on them. Maybe they just never expected for that part to be able to be read.

[toothaches]

I didn't think about that...I forgot invisible ink's been a thing for a while...did you know cat pee shows up under a blacklight? I heard that on TV.

[deernoise]

I...didn't, no.

[Dipper makes a face once he gets to where he was looking for, flicking on the light and holding it near the page.

Now, a hastily scribbled drawing of the river itself can be seen above large print: AVOID AT ALL COSTS!]

[toothaches]

_{[Maurice hums a little to himself. That...is pretty vague.]}

There's gotta be more than that!

[deernoise]

Well, it also said the cure doesn't seem to be within any 'physical means'. So I guess whatever it is, it isn't like...another stream we could wash ourselves in to undo the curse or something.

[toothaches]

What the heck kind of guidebook IS this? What other kind of means are we supposed to find? Spiritual?

_{[One corner of the box finally rips, spilling Maurice onto the floor.]}

Are we supposed to find Monster Jesus?

[deernoise]

[The cervitaur sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.]

I...I honestly have no idea. I'm no closer to finding the cure than I was two weeks ago.

[toothaches]

There's gotta be somebody in this town that knows magic...can I try your phone? Maybe Meranda just wasn't home last time.

[deernoise]

Sure...who's Meranda?

[toothaches]

My roomie. We live in Texas...and if I can't get ahold of her, I'm gonna try my mom. She's got a big rig I know can make the drive.

_{[The Sphinx Express stands up to allow Dipper back on. He doesn't know where the phone is and he doubts he can dial or even hold a phone with his dumb paws.]}