[video]/[audio] maybe he needs a hand

[planetary_bonds]

[It's been a good week, week and a half since the first batch of people were brought to this land. Several of them have met up and separated with a plan in mind, and most if not all of them have gotten some kind of magical phone from Yuusei. Everyone Yuusei knows is getting hit up with a message on those very same phones, those able to get video message doing so, and if not, they get a voice message instead.

At first, there's only the sound of clattering, as if someone's fumbling with the phone. The image shakes, and even when it focuses on Yuusei the image is hardly steady, constantly shaking, like he can't keep a good grip on it. He looks...pale. Not in a sick way, but like someone slapped a coat of paint on him. It can't be the video feed's quality, because the (stolen) jacket he's wearing is just as bright as ever, but he still looks washed out. Anyone who hasn't seen him recently might be surprised by his new head of hair, too-it was wild before, but now it's somehow grown into a mane long enough to spill over his shoulders, blue streaks also appearing in it to make a full on tri-colored mess.]

Ah. Everyone-

[CLATTER. The phone slips out of his hand again for some reason, and he hisses as he fumbles for it.]

Sorry. I-my hands- [CLICK CLACK CLICK] -damn-!

[Give him a moment. It looks like he's settled for trying to prop the phone against something, and when that's finally done, he clears his throat.]

Sorry for the trouble. I just ran into a...troubling development.

[He holds up his hands, and for those with video, they can finally see just why Yuusei has been having so much trouble handling the phone. They're just as pale as the rest of his skin, but more importantly-]

My hands...my fingers started merging together. I only have three fingers on each hand, now.

[And what fingers they are! Long, pale, and spindly, with the ends flattening into almost needle-like tips, the middle fingers somewhat bigger and more club-like than the others. They're constantly quivering, like Yuusei can't quite control them right, and his whole hand itself seems to be shaking.]

I can't-achk-It hurts, trying to move my hands. Like pins and needles under my skin. Any projects I'm working on, I think there might be a delay for the time being.

[Obviously. Still, he looks reluctant to admit it. Almost as if on cue, the phone slides out from where he'd propped it up and falls flat on the table with a loud, final CLACK, and he sighs, seemingly giving up on trying to mess with the phone. You're gonna have to deal with a slightly off-center image of Yuusei bending over the phone now, deal with it.]

I just wanted to take the opportunity to ask-has anyone else been experiencing any strange changes? I know I'm not the only one, but a transformation of this level...it has to be a result of what those people did to us, I'm sure of it.

[[ooc: hey ho it's another group mingle post, this time network style. same threadjacking policy applies, just go for it, interrupt each other, have a blast, make fun of yuusei's hair, whatever.][

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video;

[n_octis]

[ Oh hey it's... that guy.

He doesn't seem to be talking or visible for a while, just the ambiance of the world around him. But then Noctis moves so the camera is facing him... and yup, he is basically covered in fur, except for his face.

And a dramatic flop, before going back to lazing around. (Noctis hasn't been able to sleep well - his body feels like it's hurting all over like he's growing again. So he's been spending time just lazing instead.) He doesn't feel like he needs to answer the question, just. Be there. Honestly, he's looking at that damn hair. ]

[video]

[planetary_bonds]

[...Oh.

Yeah, that sure does answer the question.]

...I...see.

[video]

[n_octis]

[ Eventually, he adds - having listened to that weird dragon girl down there: ]

...I think it's the cultists. [ He sounds so tired. ]

[video]

[planetary_bonds]

...

I think so, too.

[He doesn't want to doubt her.]

[lostcompany]

[WEIRD LAUGH]

He sheds.

audio;

[corruptedcoil]

[ Alisaie only gets audio - but she speaks quietly. ]

...I'll be leaving the city anon.

[ Because of course she's blaming herself. ]

Do not blame the cultists - we know not if this is part of their skills. They may simply be Hyur.

[ Blame her. ]

[audio]

[planetary_bonds]

Ah-why?

[To a lot of things. Why are you leaving the city? Why not blame the cultists? Why you?]

Hyur? I don't understand.

[audio]

[corruptedcoil]

Hyur are human. Eorzean terms.

[ She says, snappily. Anger in her tone. ]

Somebody like me can't be with you. My kind mutate those nearby.

[ They hurt them. She hurts them. She should go re-seal herself like she planned until a way home is found. Fuck Alphinaud. Her voice, however, is cracking, as she slips back to using shorter sentences. She'd just gotten her voice back, her confidence. ]

[soft_focus]

Umm...I don't think that's what happened...

[Suddenly Feeling Sort of Awkward for not talking about her arm from the start, yep.]

[planetary_bonds]

But-that can't be! We haven't met since the last time we were all at the campfire...and it can't just be us that were around you that are changing...can it?

[He sounds agitated, almost. Like he can tell what she's thinking.]

You were brought here, same as us, weren't you...? You have just as much a right to work with us to get home as anyone...!

[lostcompany]

Whoa, hang on a minute. Wouldn't that mean way more people turning into demons? Has anyone who's not one of "us" started growing fur? I mean, I don't know how we'd find out, exactly, but at this rate -

[He realizes halfway through that sentence that it's going to have a really unpleasant implication and just cuts it off there.]

VIDEO

[soft_focus]

Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm....

[This is. Very troubling. Offscreen she's looking over her arms...not to mention her legs, and considering her tail. 'I told you it wasn't me!' Zarc roars in her head, and she decides to ignore that for the moment.

At least he isn't causing as grand a headache, but...] Do you think... [...She trails off, suddenly wondering if this is a 'group video'. Better not to say...

Her face looks fine at least.]

[video]

[planetary_bonds]

...? What's wrong, Reira?

[please don't hide, your words, small child.]

VIDEO

[soft_focus]

....When you gave me the gloves...do you think that why I needed them, that was from...

[...Mnnnh. It's awkward to talk about when you're aware anyone might be listening...]

Video

[planetary_bonds]

[...Ah. Now he gets it.]

...It might not be from...who we thought.

[defiantly text]

[maximumest]

Can't fly anymore

Grew an extra set of incredibly useless gigantic hands

I think I can actually die now

[SLOW, PAINFUL TEXTING]

[planetary_bonds]

[...]

sso


you lloost powerss? that's decidedly sstrange.

[HE CAN'T FIX HIS TYPOS LIKE THIS OKAY IT SUCKS]

[still text, suffer pleb]

[maximumest]

It's shameful

but yes

A lot of power

[why are you like this]

[planetary_bonds]

sso yyou mustt be turnnign into something less s powerfull thna your oldd self...i wondder what sort of things we're all turning intto?

[lostcompany]

Please don't do that.

- Hallelujah

[maximumest]

Do what

[lostcompany]

Die?

- Hallelujah

voice

[lostcompany]

Yuusei? Holy shit...

[They're just - they're flat-out turning into demons, what the fuck. First Noctis' hair, then Yuusei's hair, and...this isn't going to stop, is it.]

I - dude, I'm heading over there. You look worse than usual and I still have thumbs.

[Packing up noises. No arguments allowed.]

This is definitely summoning-related.

[planetary_bonds]

[Buddy. Pal. It's not as bad as you think.]

I'm not ill, Hal.

[He's mutating, not feverish.]

[lostcompany]

Yeah, duh.

[That's not an argument? He's still coming over. Listen, he's already leaving the apartment. There are already spare thumbs there.]

Noctis is turning into a giant cat. I...haven't been paying too much attention to Prompto or Maya. Giant cat kind of steals the show.