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The beast inside

Animal Transformation Meme

So everything is normal this morning. The sun is shining (or maybe it’s raining, or maybe it’s snowing, or maybe you’re in space), you’re in bed (or hammock, or cot, or pile of hay) and everything is good (or not). Except for one tiny thing.

You’re an animal.

Why are you an animal? How do you change back? Who knows! It’s an adventure, right?!

Instructions:

► Post your character with name, series, and what animal they are in the subject
► Tag by going to RNG and roll a number 1-8
► Roll with the scenario given and play it out.
► Have fun!

1. The Evil Sorcerer/Sorceress: You transformed the poor victim into an animal, it’s all your fault. But why? Well, clearly, you’re going to tell them right now.
2. The Captor: You’ve found the poor thing on the side of the road, or maybe in your friend’s room. So you’ve taken them home as your pet. You wonder why they’re acting so strangely...
3. Looking to Adopt: Somehow, they’ve ended up in the pet shop, looking to be adopted. You’re looking for a new pet and they might just be perfect
4. My Hero!: So someone was pulling on their tail or trying to feed them to a cat or something. You’ve come in to save the day!
5. The Food Chain: You’re an animal, too! Too bad they just happen to be your favorite snack.
6. Animal Bros: You scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours? It’s a hard world for an animal out there! Since we’re both of the non-human persuasion, let’s help each other out.
7. Fairy Tale Endings: So the story’s coming to an end, and you need something to transform back into your normal self. This calls for True Love’s Kiss.... or the kiss of the closest prince(ss) around.
8. Free roll: Whatever one you want! Or a mix, or all, or none!

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[A raven, duh. Also probably not the one to transform anybody else, because magic is baffling.]

[could be a hex gone wrong, or Henry's ability to talk to animals comes in handy.]

[ooc: Since sleep did not come when I thought it would, and I browsed here on my phone, what if for later playing, Henry's animal talk comes in handy when Dyluck is turned into a large-eared bat on accident?? (Maybe his pride means he goes to a less-than-stellar dark mage outside of the group and comes back squeaking. D: )]

[omg thats adorable, sure! do you want to start?]

[Regret is the first thing Dyluck feels after the transformation finishes. Hearing something about how his wings will be useful for later potions, he uses his own dark powers to sap his attacker's energy so they can't hurt him, and forces them to let him go. It doesn't solve everything; the journey back is much longer on tiny wings he's not used to having, and he gives some people horrible frights, some clutching their hair. It doesn't even matter if he squeaks in reply.

[He finds the Shepherds' campsite quickly enough (it takes a good half-hour because moving his body takes awhile to get used to,) and searches carefully for a certain companion of his.

[His distance vision isn't very clear, but clearly being a bat doesn't mean he's completely blind. Just, some details aren't easy to understand. Human heads look a lot the same.

[But he can smell very well. As he squeaks Henry's name as much as he's capable of, he tries to find them by scent.]

[The battle is over, Dyluck is still missing, and twilight settles on the camp as Henry ponders on whether a scrying spell would be a good enough to beg a chicken from the kitchens. Maybe they could go hunting for some suitable sacrifice? Henry's still deep in thought when a minor commotion happens after a bat gets into the large tent many of the soldiers are staying in.

Henry looks up, and then is surprised to hear their name from the bat. They leap up, nudging more panicked friends aside as they reach out their hands.]

Hey friend! I'm right here, stop causing a ruckus and come with me!

[Dyluck squeaks and squawks, at once flying into those open hands to slow his descent, in order to do his best to land on his head and burrow against his hair.

[He completely botches the landing, instead clinging onto Henry's hands for dear life as the inertia yanks him a little further than expected. It's probably obvious to Henry that this bat is an inexperienced flier despite its adult age.

[For now, he stays however Henry wants to hold him, shaking a little in relief and clinging to one of their thumbs until his senses can properly return to him - breath included. His tiny bat body is small enough to cup in both palms and have a little room left over for wiggling.

[He eventually squeaks some more, trying to announce his identity as Dyluck. That he went to another mage for help with a problem of his, and he hadn't wanted to bother Henry, but instead that person wanted to make him into ingredients!

[He hopes some of it gets across, somehow!!]

[Henry cradles the bat carefully in their hands, flipping him upside down and letting those little feet cling to a thumb. With their free hand, Henry grabs for a napkin while they listen to the little bat.]

Oh, hi Dyluck, we were looking for you! So another mage turned you into a bat, huh? Well don't worry, I won't turn you into ingredients!

[That announced, the others grew calmer, knowing that a rogue bat wasn't going to pester the tent and that Dyluck was safe and found. Henry took the napkin and carefully tucked Dyluck in it, to mimic the pressure of huddled bats. That should be cozy and calming.]

Buuuut this curse will probably last an hour, so. Hope you're comfortable!

[He squeaks again. An hour?!! Oh hey what. What what what's that napkin for why are you-- oh. Oh, that's kinda comfy. Kinda.

[He has some muted bat instincts, but not much, so mostly being upside-down is jarring.

[Another squeak - better than dead, he huffs. These powers really saved his butt, though. He managed to siphon enough of the mages's energy so they would let him go. He'll return it later when he can focus better. Even though that mage wanted to cut him up, it feels bad to hold onto this energy that isn't his. Oh, yeah, Henry hasn't seen him use that power yet, huh?

[Insistent, he wiggles a bit to try to cuddle more against the napkin. Feels weird hanging by his feet. How is it that it's starting to feel so comfortable??

[But no matter how they look at it, he's not truly a bat, Henry!

[He just... just...

[Sigh.]

Power? Hehe, you're a lot more merciful than me! I'd kill anyone who tried to cut me up! Fair's fair.

[Although, at least Henry's body would be put to good use. Still, that was so inefficient. Human flesh could do so much more than bat wings; must be a bad mage.]

You're not really a bat but you're in the form of one for now. Here, let's go where it's not so bright.

[Outside the sun has already set, the sky still painted in broad, beautiful colors, while the dim of dusk has settled around them. Henry shies away from the twilight fires to sit behind one of the many tents.]

[Squawk! It's easier to kill a person in the middle of a battlefield. But like this, his morality isn't so lenient with him.

[Staying put where he is, still clinging to their thumb, Dyluck finds his vision clearing up in the dimmer light. He can see Henry better, and he watches them unabashedly. Heh. They look like they're falling from the sky like this.

[Squeak~. But he can see you a lot better now, thanks. He feels a bit better now.

[After a moment, Henry will notice the rush of some sort of energy coming from Dyluck, before it vanishes. The energy he took transfers back to his attacker. Just enough to wake them up from their mindless daze.

[The rest, he presents to Henry, but doesn't force it on them. It's not visible to the naked, untrained eye, but Henry's senses are probably keen enough to see the small offering of glowing energy.

[Squeak. Does Henry want it?]

There, I knew you'd feel better out of that bright tent! I like it dim myself, s'why I'm always so squinty.

[Free power? Heck yeah Henry will accept it! They can store it for later and fuel quite a few curses with that much.]

Thanks friend! You've definitely helped me out with this.

[He gives it to him since Henry wants it. It at least will give them a boost of energy to make it through the rest of the day without feeling like they're fighting in a war. Furthermore, it's definitely human life energy, if anyone can sense such a thing. (Honestly, Dyluck things maybe all mages can see it, or at least dark mages like Henry or Tharja? He'll have to ask sometime. Maybe later.

[For now, he just cuddles just like this with them, large eyes slipping shut in contentment. Looking for Henry was the best idea he ever could have in this situation, thank the Goddess.]

Squeak-eak~

[In any case, they're welcome to have it.]

[Henry personally always thought hexes were fuelled by both emotions, intent, and the "worth" of a sacrifice, whether that was sheer mass or the amount of life it had left before its sacrifice, but the life force is more or less like the latter, so. Having human years will definitely be a bonus!]

Y'know, with that power you'd be a good dark mage.

[Squeak squeak squeak! What do you think a Lich is, Henry? A Lich is a dark mage gone mad (probably.) Except that one was using human bodies as its own skin. Underneath, it was not unlike a skinless Risen.

[But... squeak. He knows Henry means nothing mean by it. He accepts the compliment. Maybe he should ask permission to use a second seal?

[Squeak? Would Henry help him learn if he did? He might feel less afraid of it if he knows how it works better.]

Risen and dark mages aren't the same thing! Sure some Risen are dark mages but tha'ts a square-rectangle dealy.

[Tharja accused Henry of having not professional pride, and that was true, but this is just a huge misunderstanding.]

I can show you how I work, and the theory of it, then you can decide if it's for you!

[Squeak! Looks only comparison, of course! Totally a squire-rectangle thing. Agreed. Squeak squeak. His word choice could have been better. Sorry.

[He wiggles a little where he hangs, snuggling more against the napkin-covered palm, and lets out a pleased little huff. Cuddles!!

[Squeak~. He'd like to watch them work sometime!]

Thanks, buddy, I knew you meant well.

[Dyluck was a nice guy, and Henry knew he'd never insult them on purpose. No, Henry would know when they were being insulted, nyahaha! Dyluck was refreshingly direct that way, a real sincere type. Henry rubbed atop Dyluck's fuzzy head with a finger.]

So, do you know the basics of magic? Like, there's the Anima branch, with all the elemental stuff, that's the easiest because it relies on formulas and sigils and incantations. It can be tricky to study but since it's mostly theory it's not hard. Light and Dark magic are more based on intent and feelings; if your willpower is stronger than the opponent's, then their spell won't work as well, or at all. With me so far?

[Rubs!!! Aww yeah, that feels goo-- ah, lessons!

[Ah, so that's different than magic inherited from a Mana Spirit. Theoretically. Because they're all part of the same chain, and yet independent. Dyluck squeaks a little bit to convey this.

[But that's pretty basic, yeah. It's interesting, too, and Dyluck listens with rapt attention.

[Squeak-squeak! Mana Magic is more about intent, from what he could tell watching Primm cast spells. Then again, it relied on a spirit, so he doesn't doubt that this world's light and dark magic are different from that as well.]

A spirit, huh? So like a gift more than a talent? That sounds really neat!

[Heck yeah rubs!!! Humans really under appreciated the magic of headpets so they're gonna make up for that now! In the meantime Henry's having unexpected fun at explaining the basics like this. It's a little nostalgic, repeating all the theory they learned in school, but without the threat of harm if they should get it wrong. Especially the wording, the vocabulary. Henry always got caught in the synonyms.]

So the main difference between Light and Dark magic is their methods and sources. Simply put, it's like, Light magic is about positive emotion and creating, wile Dark magic is about negative emotion and destroying. So a lot of light mages are priests because they get their magic store from devotion and praying and stuff like that, while a secular light mage usually meditates or something to do the same thing. Dark magic instead takes the, I guess accumulation? Potential? of a sacrifice instead, usually either the mass or the remaining lifespan. That way, a human is usually worth a lot more than a cow in terms of lifespan, but worth less in terms of mass. It all depends on the rituals and requirements of the hex, and a mage pays attention to that to do the least amount of sacrifice necessary. Ready for part three?

[Squeak! They'll draw pictures of the Spirits for Henry to look at, if only to visualize them better. He saw a few of them in reality when Primm was fighting, as well as her short friend.

[But, he's listening for sure! That's easy enough to understand. He could theoretically use his power to utilize the lingering lifespan of any enemies to his advantage. Squeak?

[Part three is go all the same, squeak!]

I'll look forward to it!

[They wonder what spirits look like... Honestly the closest thing Henry knows is the spirits of the dead and dragons. Not just manakete but the old ones.]

Okie dokie! So while the focus and the sacrifices make up the power, it's the emotions and willpower that direct it. Positive feelings tend to move inward, because humans seek and want to maintain feelings like happiness, pride, pleasure, and so on. That works with the focus they build up over time to collect power within a person. Holding onto all that emotion can be difficult without training, which is another reason why a lot of light mages are also priests, who are used to dealing with emotion. Otherwise you get chipper or even manic light mages who can't hold onto all their emotions.

Dark magic, on the other hand, relies on negative emotion, which moves outward, since people want to vent and get ride of pain, sadness, and grief. A dark mage can use that outward momentum to throw hexes even long distances, but also makes intent more important since it's easy to miss. So dark mages tend to be gloomy people because the negative emotions can build up and fester without regular casting! Heck, it can get to a point where the negative emotions will be charged with the magic and turn on the user, usually making cuts or bruises appear. This isn't to be confused with self injury, since cutting or hitting oneself can relieve the buildup in emergencies.

Whew, that's about the basics! Obviously I know more about dark magic than light, but you can ask a light mage if you're more curious about that.

[Pleasure was an interesting concept. Immediately, embarrassingly so, Dyluck couldn't help but wonder if more carnal pleasures were included. But, ah, a priest, so probably... not? Ahhh.]

Squeak... squeak squee. [Admittedly, he does have a lot of negative emotions in him, though he does try to keep them under wraps. A lot of bitterness towards the fact that some jerk decided that his pride of bloodlines was more important than not only Dyluck's own life, but it was also worth the potential risk of killing his only daughter. Because surely his daughter would never run off alone to try and save her loved one, no.

[So he can understand that. Once he has permission to reclass, some Risen would be a good time, he thinks.]

Squeak?? [All of that knowledge makes him curious, though, Henry. Where do you stand in all of that? If it's okay to ask?]

[Henry meant anything that felt good, like a nap or a good bath, but some light mages did use sexual pleasure since it was common and simple. Most priests frowned on that, though, since out of control sexual appetite could be really hurtful to the practitioner. Henry knew it was an advanced technique after ~~pestering~~ asking a blushing Libra about it.]

Yeah, if you have a lot of negative emotion to vent, dark magic's a great way to do it! Better than repressing them, that's what I think.

Hm, where I stand? Well, I awakened to my powers at a young age, then got shipped off to suffer and make them stronger, so I've never really considered any other branch.

[Barry is a very fluffy and very stressed ferret right now.]

[[ extremely horrified purebred purple goat ]]

[Suddenly there's a black jaguar wandering HQ, probably thanks to Moira or Winston.]

[He either angered a witch or messed with some cursed object. Now he has to be a weasel and he doesn't like it.]

[There's a green laboradoodle in the school and it looks kinda miffed.]

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Yeup, this cinches it. Later I'm gonna make a Dyluck avatar.

do it do it do it

he'll probably have a res boon and a speed or luck bane...

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I made a file, took some pictures, then forgot about the pictures. Res boon, Luck bane. Hard mode <3

you're a more skilled player than me, i always go easy mode bc i cant let anyone die

Hard mode is my easy mode. XD; Lunatic, however, can go eat shit for how unfair it is.

still impressive! im happy i get to infodump my magic headcanons

I love headcanons. My lifeblood. <3<3

ugh everyone in my family got sick one after another @_@

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