Damn Fleshcrafter - RPLOG
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3/8/478
Log
Fenris leads the way through the muddy streets of the market to a large, striped tent on the outskirts. There are only a few beings around after that heavy rain, but a coyote in garish garb is standing atop a wagon calling out to passers by.
"Need a change, Ladies and Gentlemen?" he cajoles from his perch, "Tired of the same old dull routine? Want to see what it is like to be someone else? We've got the answer right here! The amazing, one of a kind, one and only fleshcrafter itself!"
Zuri follows after Rokarion happily, tail swaying side to side as he sticks close to Rokarion. He peers up at the tent, then at the coyote, giving him a quirked brow. "So, how does this thing work, actually? I mean.. what does it do? Is it safe?"
Rokarion shakes his head at Zuri, "Let us say that I have seen more accidents involving them than anything else."
Amelia was already at the tent, standing in the rain with her hood pulled high. She didn't seem to mind it. Her attention was fully on the tent itself, ears giving a little twitch under the fabric from time to time.
Thelergramor just happened to be passing by, drinking from a flask of whiskey as he tends to be, when he hears the 'yote making noise at people. The wolf shrugs, and having nothing better to do, heads over to investigate this here fleshcrafter. The wolf approaches, quietly stepping up behind Rokarion and Zuri.
The coyote frowns at Rokarion, but then turns a beaming grin on Zuri. "Of course it's safe, young man!" he hawks, "Why, I'd use it myself if I wasn't already so good looking! I've yet to have a dissatisfied customer! For only a thousand crowns, you can have a few hours as anything you like! The magic of the Creators makes it all possible! Heck! For just a few ounces of lunar dust, we can make the changes last forever! Care to give it a whirl, son?"
Meko Follows Fenris pulling his hood up just trying to see what's going on.
Zuri smiles reflexively as the coyote smiles at him. He blinks at the price. "A thousand crowns! That's.. that's not cheap.." He peers around, then at Rokarion. "What do you say Rokarion?" The small salamander's quite afraid of upsetting the jasmine beside him, and quirks a brow curiously as he waits his reply.
Amelia slowly tilts her head to the side, turning her eyes towards the coyote. A quiet, determined hum escapes from her before she glances around at the rest of the crowd. She doesn't stand out much, save for how few people there really are in this weather.
Thelergramor rubs his muzzle, contemplating this... Always liked his self the way he is, but, thousand crowns to be someone else for a few hours? He imagines the mischief he could get up to... "...Huh." Resumes drinking...
Rokarion looks down at Zuri and raises a brow, "Do you have a thousand crowns on you?" he asks in his usual dull tone, "Also what do I think about what exactly?"
"Totally worth the price!" the coyote hawker assures, "After all, we must take care of this marvelous machine! And there is no other like it! A Once in a Lifetime THRILL ladies and gentlemen!" He turns his attention away from Zuri, afraid he may have lost the easy sell and looks about for another target, eyes settling on Fenris. "You sir!" he cries, "You look like a fellow who is up for a bit of a thrill!"
Fenris smiles at the hawker. He has seen the inside of that machine more than once, though he can understand why the coyote might not recognize him. "I might be," he laughs, "I might be." The tiger looks around at his cohorts to see what they might do.
Amelia scratches at the back of her head through the hood, before dipping a hand into her robes to poke at a coinpurse. "I don't know," she muses out loud, mostly to herself. "Kind of a big deal..."
Zuri blinks at Rokarion. "What do you think about us going into the fleshcrafter. I mean.. that's clearly the subject being discussed." He sticks his tongue out playully at the plant being, then turns to the coyote, pursing his lips thoughtfully. "Hmm..."
Thelergramor continues to stroke his muzzle in contemplation of this, is considering it however. Being somewhat bored, and somewhat inebriated... He starts checking the various pouches in his pockets and at his belt... Easily totalling at least 1k... The wolf shrugs, then starts heading up towards the coyote. "Alright, I'm in."
Rokarion nods his head, "So you want to use it then. So back to the question, do you have a thousand crowns that you are willing to part with for a few hours of getting transformed into a different species?" the plant being asks with a shrug.
The coyote snatches away the pouch in Thelergramor's hand. "Very Good sir!" he says, hefting the bag in his hand with a shark's grin on his face, "Step right up! Step right up! You just tell me what it is you want and we'll get you taken care of lickety split! Best thousand you'll ever spend!" He waves Thelergramor to the tent behind him, where a large mole stands beside the lifted flap.
Fenris also hands over a pouch with an easy laugh. "Sure!" he says, following Thelergramor, "I'm up for a little adventure!"
Zuri huffs. "I suppose we do have other things to spend crown on right now.." He crosses his arms as he watches Thel and Fenris step up. "Let's see what they're going to come out as." His tail flits side to side with curiosity.
Meko Darts behind Rokarion with his head peeking as if the tent could explode.
Thelergramor slips on into the tent, smiling a bit as he does. His hands to go to his pockets as he looks over the interior, nodding at the mole and greeting Fenris with a "Hey, Fenris." Then glances back at the mole. "So, how's this work? Just get on in the thing or...?" Sort of knows how it works, but asks anyway.
Thelergramor spends 100,000 Crown for RP reasons.
Fenris spends 100,000 Crown to: Fleshcrafting
Rokarion looks down at the salamander and smiles, putting a hand on his head and patting him gently before leaning and whispering something in his ear, "If it makes you feel any better, I have some biscuits back home for you, baked them just today."
The mole nods at Thelergramor. "You just tell me what it is you want, and then you step into the tent there and hold real still," he drawls, "It's real easy. Feels a little funny, I'm told, but it don't hurt so long as you hold still till its done."
The Coyote barker claps and cheers, leading the crowd along. "Let's hear it for our brave souls folks!" he cheers, "Even if it is just for a little while, Change is exciting!"
Zuri looks up at Rokarion with a quirked brow. "What.. what do you mean come out form there?" He looks back and forth between the plant and the fleshcrafter, suddenly seeming quite confused. He peers back up at Rokarion. "Biskies can wait, now I want to see what's going to happen here."
Fenris saunters up and nods at the Mole. "Hey Monty," he says casually, "Surprise me. This should be fun!" Then the tiger wanders into the tent while the mole sets to working on some sort of control.
Thelergramor nods at the mole, then thinks for a couple seconds. "Alright, I've got something in mind." And to maintain a bit of mystery, whispers it to the mole. Then heads on in...
"I... Guess. I can try it," Amelia says, stepping forward and counting out her crown. That was a lot of crown. "A bird, maybe? A.. Black harrier, perhaps," she says, glancing around and offering out the payment before heading in with the others.
Rokarion continues on patting Zuri's head, "I said when we get back to the inn, not rushing you, Zuri." he says as he shakes his head, "Oh, nothing at all. I was just being silly." he says as he looks up at the tent again, "Still definitely not worth a whole thousand crowns I would say."
Amelia spends 100,000 Crown for RP reasons.
The process is quick and completely painless as one after another of the brave souls step into the tent and vanish. They don't reappear right away, however. It looks like there is another door on the side of the tent. There must be a place there for newly transformed beings to make themselves decent and explore their new forms. No more beings offer to join the intrepid three, but a large crowd has gathered to see the results.
"Black Harrier," Monty says to Amelia, "Yes, Miss." And sets to work after Thelergramor has vanished into the dark.
Zuri uncrosses his arms as his curiosity overcomes his temporary disappointment at not going into the machine. He peers around curiously at the other end, then walks over to the his right, circling around to try and see what his friends are going to come out as from the other side.
Thelergramor emerges out the other side, starts going over his new appearance. "Huh... So that's what these feel like..." Glances around quickly, before making himself decent again, still quietly admiring his new body... Which happens to be that of a rather curvy tigress. Yep. He pulls his hood back on, adjusts his clothes, then heads back out around front to watch the others, once again joining Rokarion and Zuri in the crowd quietly. Resumes drinking...
Rokarion shakes his head and looks down on Zuri before following him slowly as he moves around, "Patience is a virtue." the flower idly comments before Thelergramor finally exits...and goes right back to drinking, "I see that you can't be trusted with money or alcohol, Mister Thelergramor."
Amelia doesn't particularly do much... Exploring. Or showing off. The monkpriest is rather happy to put back on her hooded robe, hood and all, and step back out into the rain. At least, so much as is shown outwardly. Whatever inner exploration might be going on is kept quiet.
Meko stays behind Rokarion as if he is not sure about anything going on.
Thelergramor smirks at Rokarion, rubbing at her new feline muzzle. "Nope, can't be trusted with either." Continues to drink, before capping the flask and setting it back at her belt. Her clothes don't entirely fit too well, just something she'll have to deal with for the next few hours. Fidgets with 'em a bit, then pockets her hands. "So, how do I look?"
The coyote seems rather displeased by these two discreet, hooded appearances. "Come now!" he calls, "You don't want the world to see the exciting, new you?" he calls out, while the gathered audience murmurs. Black words like, 'fraud' and 'con artist,' are surfacing in the crowd.
Then, a booming, basso laugh comes out of the closed tent door and a HUGE white bear steps out of the tent! Not a polar bear, but definitely a massive, thick bellied grizzly who happens to be blindingly white. And incredibly fluffy. "Ha!" he rumbles, adjusting Fenris' large leather wrap around his wide midsection, "That is a hoot and a half!" The monstrous bear saunters over and claps a hand on the Coyote's shoulder. "What do you think?" he asks the crowd.
Zuri gasps at the appearance of the female tigress, then quirks a brow at the avian, and finally cheers and claps as the white bear comes out into view. "Oh wow! That's so awesome! And so.. perfect! I would never be able to tell that was Mister Fenris!" He blinks, then leans towards Rokarion. "That.. that is Fenris, isn't it?"
Amelia slips over next towards Thelergramor, remaining quiet for a moment before tugging her hood back. "What do you think, mister Thelergramor?" She asks, tone quiet as ever. "I am still uncertain if this is something I should really commit to."
Rokarion looks at Thelergramor eye to eye, "You look like a feline." he answers as a matter of fact before looking down on Zuri and back at Fenris, quickly leaning down to whisper something in his ear again before finally shrugging and turning around to meet the smaller snow leopard, nonchalant gaze focusing on the feline's countenance, "Is there a reason why are you standing behind me, sir?" he questions, voice as usual quite neutral.
Meko Just stares deeply at Rokarion with a big frown.
Thelergramor can't see any fault with Rokarion's assessment. "I feel like one, yes." The tigress, shrugs, then turns and looks at Amelia as she removes her hood, pats the avain on the shoulder. "I think you look great, Amelia. If you want to keep it, keep it. Up to you really, whatever makes you happy." She then smiles and nods again. Glances down her feline body, nods approvingly. "Should keep me happy for a few hours, at least. Don't think this'll be permanent. Not yet." Snickers a little. "Kind of like having something I ain't got now. Anyway..."
She looks up at Fenris, wolf whistles at the big bear.
Zuri peers up at Rokarion, then looks at the big bear, then at Rokarion, then at the big bear.. somewhere in his brain a scepter drops, and he gasps. "No.. no way!" He blinks, looking back at Rokarion. "Y-you're serious?" He looks at the white bear that was once Fenris, wiggling his nose in the big guy's general direction.
"See folks!" the coyote calls out to the crowd, "Very satisfied customers! And aren't they something?" He reaches out and pats gigantic bear-Fenris on the belly. "Just look at this hale specimen!" he crows, "He's twice the man he was when he went in!" The barker leans over and elbows the now female Thelergramor in the side and winks. "IF you know what I mean."
Amelia tugs her hood back up, then, nodding. "I am not sure... It's kind of nice, but I am not yet certain. Maybe I will be. That's what I wanted to try it, though."
Fenris ambles over to where Zuri and Rokarion are watching. "There you have it," he rumbles in a deep basso voice, "It works! How do I look?"
Rokarion eyes the leopard and rubs his chin, "I am waiting for a response." he says casually before his attention is brought to the astonished Zuri, "Perhaps, I am?" he comments before looking at Fenris, "You look as healthy as usual, also a bit chubby." the jasmine responds without hesitation.
Thelergramor smirks as she's elbowed. "I know exactly what you mean, yes." Which... Given somethings she knows.... The tigress grins. Brow waggles in Fenris's direction. "You look good, Fenris..." Restrains herself a bit, then turns to Amelia once more. "It's a big decision, no need to rush it, yeah?" She smiles again, then gives a sidelong glance at Meko, but says nothing else for the moment.
Zuri peers up at Fenris, giving him a suspicious look, and wiggling his nose at him. "You look good, Mister Fenris.." He says, glancing at the once-tiger, now-bear being from both sides. "Very impressive, if I hadn't been here to see it you could have totally fooled me."
Amelia glances towards Zuri, tilting her head. "Were... You wanting to try it? It looks like you were. I have enough for another go, if you are wanting to," she says, offering a nod.
Fenris laughs, his big, soft belly shaking and rolling. "I doubt it, kid!" the erstwhile grizzly says, "I'm not a very good actor. I'm sure you would figure me out right away." He cocks a round, fuzzy ear toward Amelia. "I could pitch in too," he offers, "It only lasts a few hours, after all."
Zuri looks at Amelia, blinking, then smiles at her. "Oh, oh no, thank you! It's very generous of you, but I think my friend here would not appreciate me going in and getting turned into something else." He says, referring to Rokarion. "But that's very kind of you to offer!" He looks up at Fenris again, pouting at him for reasons unknown.
Thelergramor glances around the crowd, scratching behind one of her feline ears. "Eh, it's not a big deal Zuri, I can throw some crowns at you too. It'd be fun, I think. I'm enjoying myself so far..." Shrugs, tail flicking behind her, once more looking over her form. "Yep. Fun."
Rokarion looks down at Zuri and shakes his head, "I did not say that you should not do it, I simply asked if you had the money to spare on such a gesture." he says as he looks down on Zuri, "After all it does cost more crowns than what your average being will get in eight years." he responds as he rubs his chin.
Zuri smiles at Thel, then nods at Rokarion. "Well alright then, you've convinced me." He turns to the jackal and waves. "One more for the fleshy-crafty-thingy!" He says before breaking away from Rokarion, back towards the left side, and towards the front end of the tent where they had first gathered.
Fenris tilts his massive, ursine head at Zuri. "What did I do?" he rumbles, confused at the pouting, "Anyway, I told you this place was interesting! There are almost always one or two beings who try it out! Sometimes you will see someone who wants to change permanently!"
The coyote, while all of this is going on, has returned to trying to convince members of the crowd to invest their hard earned money in his thrilling machine, and turns at once when Zuri comes bounding up. "Of course, young sir!" he says, rubbing his hands together, "Just step right up and tell Monty what it is you want!" He holds out a hand for the required coin.
Fenris spends 100,000 Crown to: Zuri's Thrill.
Amelia reaches under her hood, touching her beak for a moment. Such an odd... Sensation. An odd feeling. "I wonder what my parents would think. What would they do. This is all so very... Odd."
Zuri rubs his chin thoughtfully, tail whipping behind him as he considers the options. He grins, then nods. "I've got it!" He motions the jackal to lean down to him, then whispers something in his ear. He races to collect the crowns from those that offered it, and returns to the Jackal.
Thelergramor shrugs at Amelia, slightly caressing her form a bit. Not inappropriately, just rubbing her side, tail flicking softly. "Eh, I know what mine'd say: Something about me being worthless." The tigress scoffs. Offers coins to Zuri as he comes back over, then watches him head back up towards the tent. "...Yeah, didn't get along with my mother." Shrugs.
The mole at the controls nods to Zuri and waves him toward the darkened tent and starts to fiddle with the controls. The process does not take long, and feels rather like a cool wind blowing on one's insides. At least, that is one way it has been described.
Rokarion looks around at the gathered beings before shrugging and looking back at the tent, waiting to see what his impulsive friend has gotten himself into this time.
A few minutes pass before a silver-furred Fennec Fox emerges from the other side of the tent. It is clearly Zuri, being that he still wears the same outfit, and was the only one to go into the machine that time. The being has kept his small size, but has traded up his ears for a much... much bigger model. The fennec foxling leaps from foot to foot, his floofy tail flitting perkily behind him. "Wow!" He giggles. "That is fun! And weird.. but mostly fun!"
"Just as our big-eared friend says," the coyote barker cheers, "Nothing to fear! Only fun! Step right up for the chance of a lifetime!" He patter continues while the mole putters around with his set of controls and something under the canvas of the tent, making sure everything is in order.
"You look good fuzzy, Zuri," Fenris-the-Bear rumbles, "And I told you it was neat!"
Rokarion rubs his chin as the fennec fox comes out of tent, moving closer to the once-amphibian and petting his head gently, "Satisfied now?" he asks the smaller being.
Zuri giggles at Fenris. "I do? I mean, this is pretty fuzzy I guess!" One of his ears wiggles as Rokarion pets him on the head, and he peers up at his lover. "Yep, totally happy!" He hugs the plant being's side, floofy tail fanning around excitedly.
Amelia offers a little clap for Zuri, nodding. "Looks good on you. But it is very odd, isn't it?" She looks down at herself again and stretches out. "While I still have this, I think I should... Go back to my room and think. Reflect, and see where my road will go."
Rokarion nods his head, "Well let us hope that you remain happy until the effects ends, before you have to deal with the bad effects of being furry.", the plant being says as he looks around, "It is the afternoon already, let us get you home. I will prepare a nice fish and potato pie for you, been practicing that."
Thelergramor smiles down at Zuri, tail flicking again, hands moving back to her pockets. "Heh, fennec, huh? Fun." Shifts over a bit, glancing around at everyone. "So, yeah, this happened... Think I've got something important to do, though. I'll see you some other time..."
Meko just looks terrified by the fact that only one of the beings that he came with looks the same.
