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animus_network2012-08-08 01:59 pm
morituramfides) wrote in animus_network2012-08-08 01:59 pm
[anonymous text] IS ♞ EVEN ON THE NETWORK'S CHARACTER MAP || 003
We have taken the liberty of doing some research into the Tower's history and past trends, in hopes of uncovering something about the way this place operates, or solving one of the many mysteries that surrounds it. It would greatly benefit us if you could lend your assistance and help us with our research; the more people that answer the better, as it gives us more data to work with.
We understand that someone's probably sick of these kind of forms, questions and questionnaires, but we've done our best to compile the data from the past ones and hopefully not make it too repetitive, and get to the heart of the matter:
Name: (Optional)
Collar Color: (Self-Explanatory; if your collar color was changed during that screw up, if you remember what color it was changed to and the effects it had on you, we request that you record these as well. If you don't remember, that's perfectly fine.)
Special Abilities: (Superhuman or otherwise. Don't sell yourself short, please.)
Estimated Duration of Stay in the Tower: (Also Self-Explanatory)
Any Theories as to the Meaning of the Collars: (Optional, but any ideas would greatly help our research.)
Experiments/Special Events Experienced:(We're trying to put together a timeline of events that have occurred since the Tower was created, but we have not been present long enough to know all of them, and information on the earlier days seems to be scant. Putting them in chronological order would be extremely helpful if you remember about when each took place.)
And here's the form in a handy dandy code:
In addition, we have a few more gaps we'd like to fill about the earlier days of the Tower, but it seems that many of the people that were here at the beginning have disappeared. For those that were here in the very early days, we have a few questions about the environment-- nothing too invasive. Your cooperation would be invaluable.
Lastly, we have one more question to posit, both for discussion and for the sake of our curiosity and research; how do souls work in your world? If you have information on how your own soul specifically works and are willing to share it, this would help us a lot.
For any of these queries, if you feel more comfortable locking your answer, this is perfectly acceptable and we will take steps to make sure it is as private as possible. Anonymous posting may also be used if you're dubious as to the functionality of the lock system.
(OOC: responses may come from eithermorituramfides or beknightedheroine.)
We understand that someone's probably sick of these kind of forms, questions and questionnaires, but we've done our best to compile the data from the past ones and hopefully not make it too repetitive, and get to the heart of the matter:
Name: (Optional)
Collar Color: (Self-Explanatory; if your collar color was changed during that screw up, if you remember what color it was changed to and the effects it had on you, we request that you record these as well. If you don't remember, that's perfectly fine.)
Special Abilities: (Superhuman or otherwise. Don't sell yourself short, please.)
Estimated Duration of Stay in the Tower: (Also Self-Explanatory)
Any Theories as to the Meaning of the Collars: (Optional, but any ideas would greatly help our research.)
Experiments/Special Events Experienced:(We're trying to put together a timeline of events that have occurred since the Tower was created, but we have not been present long enough to know all of them, and information on the earlier days seems to be scant. Putting them in chronological order would be extremely helpful if you remember about when each took place.)
And here's the form in a handy dandy code:
In addition, we have a few more gaps we'd like to fill about the earlier days of the Tower, but it seems that many of the people that were here at the beginning have disappeared. For those that were here in the very early days, we have a few questions about the environment-- nothing too invasive. Your cooperation would be invaluable.
Lastly, we have one more question to posit, both for discussion and for the sake of our curiosity and research; how do souls work in your world? If you have information on how your own soul specifically works and are willing to share it, this would help us a lot.
For any of these queries, if you feel more comfortable locking your answer, this is perfectly acceptable and we will take steps to make sure it is as private as possible. Anonymous posting may also be used if you're dubious as to the functionality of the lock system.
(OOC: responses may come from either
morituramfides or beknightedheroine.)
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Jin will feel his body begin to stretch and warp--his skin flakes red and bleeds through where his muscles don't outgrow his limbs entirely while his spine extends. His neck in particular juts out and at first flops over almost comically, if it weren't for the painful torn and overstretched flesh, before that too changes, bulging out and raising the neck properly. Jin's hands and arms are legs now--all-fours would be the easier method of standing. It's only now that he's a mostly warped monster that his face changes, his jawling splitting wide and filling with teeth, his eyes widening with his face and turning catlike. It's only after all this is done that Jin's actual personality and self is swallowed up; he is not dead but he is more animal than human and he's filled with the insatiable desire to kill everything living around him. He will remember this later.
Sayaka's powers simply turn off.
Jin will survive for three hours or until he kills Sayaka, whichever happens last.]
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Maybe it was out of spite, or maybe because he's starting to get even more hardened towards these things than he already was-- but he was rather nonchalant at first. As the floor shuts itself down, Jin took the glasses off of his nose and calmly wiped the ink off of them on a clean part of his jacket.
He didn't get a chance to place them back on his nose, however. The next thing he knew, something was-- wrong. Extremely wrong. His limbs were starting to ache, as if something was pulling them, but there wasn't anyone or anything touching him. For a moment, he's just staring into space, eyes wide as the aching gradually grows worse, and gradually evolves from an ache to a sting to a searing pain.
The grunt he lets out is reflexive as his body suddenly jerks forward, and the glasses fall to the floor. He couldn't see very clearly anymore, but he could see red-- blood sleeping out as his skin began to tear under the strain, the muscles trying to outgrow their restraints and his entire frame. His hunch grows even more prominent, he's vaguely aware that his neck is far longer than it should be, but that idle observation is blanked out by the pain. He was used to his body and mind destroying itself from the inside out, but it was never like this. He could hear the flesh tearing and feel the blood rushing out and over his skin, and it was all he could do to let out a gargled moan, as even that was becoming too painful to let out.
With all the pain, it's too much to fight gravity; he falls over forward onto the floor, and he unconsciously catches himself with his hands flattened on the ground, his arms growing and refixing themselves into a more...comfortable position. His legs are quite accommodating, as they change to fit his new stance.
He wanted to let out another yell, but he couldn't even scream at this point. The moment he opened his mouth, he suddenly felt as if it was about to ripped off, teeth sprouting as his face followed the rest of the change. His eyes went wide as they stretched across his face.
The pain slowly subsided back to a sting and back to an ache, as he started to breathe heavily. He simply stood there, hunched on all fours, trying to gather bearings that he no longer had.]