Fenris Back in Stripes - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
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Date
20/5/479
Log
The market place is surprisingly quiet for the time, however it being noon, it is still quite busy. On one end of the market, merchants are trying to sell their vegetables and on the other, a sly looking coyote is vanishing into a colorful tent with a tiger, a small crowd waiting outside the tent.
Fenris thumps along the street, carrying a heavy rucksack over one Elephantine shoulder. It was about time the fleshcrafters made their way back to Firmament. The burly elephant wades through the crowd and stands in front of the tent. It was interesting to see such a gathering, but then, usually he was here much earlier in the day. Guess that is what you get when you accidentally inhale a bunch of hallucenogenic spores.
The crowd seems to consist mostly out of spectators, people changing what they look at is pretty solid entertainment, at least that is what is to be gathered from the conservations. The coyote emerges again, shakes hands with a lion and leads him in as soon as a porcupine exits the tent.
Fenris swings his huge head around at the crowd. "Is there a line?" he asks, keeping his voice to a low rumble. He wouldn't want to meet anyone that knows Yegor.
A raven shrugs to Fenris. "Don't think so, but I think that was the last weirdo for now. Wait, you don't want to go in there, do you?" He shudders, his feathers ruffling slightly.
"Could be," the burly Elephant answers the raven, "Maybe it would be nice. Change things up, get a new lease on life. You never thought about it?" Fenris watches the tent flap, waiting for the coyote to return, fiddling with a small pouch in his thick, pachyderm hand.
The coyote does indeed return! And he is looking and asking for the next person who wants to "Give it a spin". Weirdly casual expression for something rather life changing.
Fenris is only mildly surprised to see the coyote return alone. The lion must have gone out the back, just as the currently-elephantine Fenris planned to do. The Elephant raises a hand, waving to get the coyote's attention. "I'm game!" he says, wading through the crowd, "Let's do this!"
The lion did not exit through the back, he just exits now, seems busy days mean less customer interaction for the coyote. The lion still left as a lion though. However as a female one! The coyote turns to Fenris. "Ah! Good! Come right in, what can I do for you?"
Fenris ducks into the tent after the coyote, though his eyes are draw to watch the new lioness go. Kind of funny to see her wearing men's clothing. The elephant shakes his head, sail like ears flapping, then focuses on the Coyote. "Tiger," he says, "I want to be a tiger. You can do tigers, right?"
The coyote nods. "Of course we can! Any special specifications, or just the standard every day tiger?" He nods to a mole who starts pressing buttons on the large machine in the middle of the tent.
Fenris scratches his chest idly with his trunk. Dang, he was going to miss that third arm. Thing was handy. He ponders for a minute. "I don't want anything that is just standard and every day," he says, "I like being big and I guess a little extra oomph in the fur department." He indicates his plentious body hair. "But I want regular colors," he continues, "Orange and white and black, you know." The elephant thumbs one of his tusks. "This is a lot harder to think about than I expected," he admits, "You got any suggestions?"
The coyote has already vanished while Fenris was distracted, in his place, there is now the mole, Monty, scratching his head. "I dunno, sir. Seems like you got everything covered. You ready then? Its kinda busy today."
"Yeah," Fenris says, "I guess so. I mean, I can't really think of anything else right now." The elephant ducks into the booth and stands still, waiting for the machine to work its magic.
The mole nods and goes back to hitting buttons for a few moments, then slams down onto the biggest one and the fleshcrafter comes to life. It is quick to work, fur already growing on the elephant.
Fenris does his best to keep his eyes open to watch the process. This was his favorite part!
Fur grows in places where no fur was before, muscles become bigger, and Fenris is gaining hight. It is puberty all over again for the elephant!
Fenris did not expect to get BIGGER! He holds his ground against the sense of vertigo as he stretches taller. But he can't help but admire the interesting way his fur is growing in. He had sort of expected to to grow more evenly.
The fur does grow evenly, but something is odd... its quite thick and fluffy as requested... the colors seem right too, there is white and black and neon orange...wait a moment? Neon? And it is starting to glow too! At least the orange part is. While not specifically what he asked for, it does match his description.
Well. That was unexpected. The rapidly changing being watches in amazement as his body continues to change, the stripe pattern familiar, even if the glowing is. Well. Not.
The rest of the changes seem to go mostly according to plan. Ears shrink, nose shrinks, feet change into paws and whiskers sprout. The only thing of note is that the tail is taking the making it fluffy order really to heart and settles on a permanently fluffed look, that makes it seem thrice as thick as it actually is.
Fenris holds still as best he can. It is hard to guess how much he has grown in this little box or the extent of the changes, aince he doesn't dare move until the process is done.
Both sets of paws gain their claws and the canines grow, completing the change from elephant to glow in the dark tiger. The machine gives out a cheerful *Ding* and the door opens, causing Monty to waddle over to it.
Fenris steps out of the machine, surprised to find his elephant sized clothes a little small. "What do you think?" he asks Monty.
Thze mole rubs his chin, then gives both a nod and a thumbs up to the tiger. "Looks good to me!" The coyote pokes his head into the tent, smiles, pulls it back out and rushes the next being in.
Fenris tugs at his clothes, glad to see that the flourescent effect seems to have faded. He digs into his rucksack and pulls out a large cloak, covering himself before heading out.
