✮Yusei "Dies of Dysentery" Fudo✮ (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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arimoi2017-03-11 11:42 pm
planetary_bonds) wrote in arimoi2017-03-11 11:42 pm
[video]/[audio] maybe he needs a hand
[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.][
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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[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.
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[Big fuzzball does kinda steal the show, yes. Turning into something with lizard(?) hands kinda comes in second or third, though.]
There doesn't seem to be any similarities in what everyone is turning into, though. Fur, teleportation, and now these...
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So, like...there's no telling what's next. You could - [Mrrp mid-sentence turnaround. Convenient crosswalk light. Hold on.] I've never seen anything like this before, we're just...dealing with it as it happens. This is gonna sound crazy, but right now the thing I'm worrying about is what the neighbors think. He gets weird looks on the street.
[And that makes Hal nervous.]
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[Yuusei's long learned to disregard public opinion. That tends to happen when general assumptions of your character tend to be "shady," "skeevy," and "criminal scum."]
Worst I've gotten is being called a..."cosplayer."
[The way he sounds out the word, it seems unfamiliar to him. Well.]
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SNORTCACKLE]
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[Thanks? ?? ?]
What.
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[lmao.]
But, yeah. I dunno. People around here like dogs, but I don't know how giant cats and dragons or whatever go over. At least we can always hit the road if we need to. Not that I'm sure</> we'll need to, but, you know.
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[ok then.]
We'll keep the option open.
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[That's, like, the big bro moment. All authoritative and cool and shit. Man.
Here comes the train. He's headed for Central.]
So, what options are closed?
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[Pause.]
At least until we have a better idea of where this order likes to congregate.
[Thanks...? For the clarification?]
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[It was inevitable, but, boy. The idea of going and...fighting? these guys is a doozy.
It's awkward to think about how everyone else's endgame here is to go home. What's his? Tagging along with Prompto? Is that possible?]
That reminds me. Since we're not the last ones these guys summoned, there could be way more of us out there right now, right? Boat lady was tough to miss, but she kind of rode up in a boat.
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[As you probably know from the last time you visited him, Hal.]
Still, if they could manage a summoning from an area like that, there's likely no limit to where they could be. Narrowing down possible locations is going to be difficult if we can't get information straight from them.
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[Reception blip. Some static and garbled bits of the end of that sentence, then the call cuts out. A text rolls in a few seconds later.]
Brb underground.
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[Wow, those are some clumsy typos. He's trying his best.]
what were yyyou ssaying atthe end there