New Species Event - Mass Interaction Log

[lucetimods]

Who: Anyone!
What: All in here
When: Today, Tomorrow, Until April 2nd
Where: Anywhere in Luceti!
Summary: People in Luceti wake up as something they weren't before. An elf, a gremlin, a vulcan, or perhaps a mermaid? Try living in someone else's shoes... if they can even wear those.
Rating: Not recommended for those with weak constitutions, raging

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Any day

[heroicarturia]

[If anyone walks by the 2nd Community Housing building they will notice a rather large red figure, perched on the roof. Closer inspection will show that the figure is actually a rather large red dragon, looking down at the tiny villagers (well tiny from her perspective). One may also see the roof of House 9, which is not too far from the building has had it's roof destroyed from the inside out. It'll repair itself though.

ooc: just for reference, Saber's dragon form is only about ten feet tall and light enough not to destroy the 2nd housing roof.]

[Action]

[vulcanblazer]

[One of the tiny villagers will look familiar to her. Though there's one very glaring physical difference. Adell is sporting very large white feather wings on his back. On top of this, he's chosen to wear more loose-fitting and comfortable clothes, and his walking speed is slower and more... relaxed and at ease than normal.

As he draws closer, he casts a slightly curious eye up at the red dragon perched on that building. Either way, he doesn't appear to feel threatened by it, and his demeanor still appears light and... airy.]

[Action]

[heroicarturia]

[She notices Adell easily amongst the other villagers in her sight and makes a small growl at him when he makes eye contact with her. A very tiny flame is released when she does growl, but it quickly vanishes in the midst of the chilly wind blowing by. She is capable of talking, but she figures a large dragon calling out would sound odd.]

[Action]

[vulcanblazer]

[The dragon appears to recognize him. He blinks once, as he comes to an easy halt. Eyes still locked onto the dragon, he pauses for a metered moment... before he spreads those large wings and takes flight up to the roof. Much like his walking, the flight is slow and easy, and he lands gracefully on the roof.

He closes his eyes and gives a polite nod.]

Good morning.

[lunarianlegacy]

[Waking up late and well after Selphie is up is not unusual for Ceodore. Waking up remarkably shorter than normal is. He falls out of bed and starts when he realizes his hands are green. And holding a lantern and a butcher knife. WHAT?!

His first thought is to get the heck out of the house until he can figure out what's going on, and before some helpful soul in his house decides he's a good target for training. Anyone walking through the square will find one very lost and confused Tonberry walking around.]

[eidolon_soul]

[Rydia's on her way back to the house with some bakery goodies when she she spots the strange creature and just...stares.]

[lunarianlegacy]

[That's Rydia! And she's got bakery goodies. Ceodore would know that box anywhere. He waddles closer, ignoring that he's still holding a sharp that he cannot seem to get rid of and stares pointedly at the box, since he can't talk beyond some garbled noises.]

[eidolon_soul]

[As he approaches, she backs away.]

I don't know what you are, but if you think you can take me, I have a Flare spell that will prove you wrong.

[biteshisface]

...

[There's a puzzled looking human garbed in blue and white, with white hair that had a few bangs in a shade of electric blue, sitting outside of House #12. He looked very confused and was constantly staring at himself. He wiggles the pipe in his mouth, staring at his hands, his feet, the clothes as if he had never seen such a thing in his life. His senses are all out of whacked too. He couldn't smell as well or hear, but his sight--he blinks--it's all in color now.]

Hnn... [This was really disorientating and he wasn't sure what to do. Should he call for the others in the house or just...hope this was all just a dream and that it'll be over soon.

ooc: This be rabidrapido, who is now human for the event.]

[capital_justice]

[Flynn, unaffected by the experiment for the time-being, found it odd to see someone he didn't recognize sitting outside of the house. So, as he was leaving the house for the day, he decided to stop by the person to see why they chose to sit there, of all places.

... On closer inspection, there's some weird feeling of familiarity.] Excuse me?

[biteshisface]

...! [He makes a sound that sounded like a cross between a whine and a growl as Repede turns around to face Flynn, on all fours. Confused dog is very confused right now]

[capital_justice]

[That's... admittedly a very odd way to respond to someone. But that lingering feeling of familiarity is only enforced by the action, for some reason. It's like this person's identity was simply on the tip of his tongue.]

... Uh... Are you alright, sir?

All Over The Place!

[markofthefraggd]

[Sokka is just... going to try to go about his normal day. But this probably won't work out as he comes to the smithy and when he opens the door, he crushes the door knob instead. Oops. So much for that. And he thought having super strength was bad before? This is just ridiculous.

Aside from the smithy, he can be found around the plaza and at home. What a day.]

((ooc: I doooon't feel like making a full icon set for this, so I'll probably default to his main. Use your ~imagination~!))

[roboslaying]

Sokka!

[ my my but buffy is looking rather...smiley today. she'll run into him in the plaza maybe? ]

[markofthewise]

[... he doesn't think that's too odd, all things considered.]

Uh, hey Buffy. [At least she recognized him, despite looking like this. That's a plus. Not even his voice is the same. It's a lot more gruff now.]

[roboslaying]

[ don't underestimate a robot's ability to...make deductions based only on clothing choices. sometimes it's all her programming has to go on.

she comes to an abrupt halt. there is a pause while she processes some on-screen conversational cues. ] You work at the smithy.

all over!

[roboslaying]

[ when she's out and about, buffy normally walks with a pretty natural, organic rhythm. today, she is walking more...stiffly. robotically. hmm. and she's had to struggle a great deal with that awkward buffybot programming that's working pretty hard to suppress buffy's actual personality.

so she's out in the village searching for the vampire she was "made for". never mind that the non-robo buffy knows he got sent home. buffybot is just a little too hung-up on spike to accept that fact. ]

/this will end so well.

[lists_to_port]

[Jack is busy in the village, gathering some of the supplies needed for the move to the ocean. But he stops and lights up when he sees Buffy. He waves to her from across the square.] Oi! Buffy! Hallo!

oh god this is terrible.

[roboslaying]

[ somewhere deep in what is still an active slice of buffy's psyche, all the panic bells break loose. she can't see this going well. but the buffybot's programming is in charge and so with a eerily too cheery step and an outfit that just might scream stepford pink, she approaches jack. ]

You're Captain Jack Sparrow! [ there's a few things written on this file. not all of them are kind -- somehow this shift thought it would be hilarious for some of the buffybot's social notes to have spike's opinion included. ] You're a pirate!

soooo terrible.

[lists_to_port]

Aye! A...I'm a pirate, yes. [Uh. Okay. Odd.] And you're a Slayer! And I like you with all my heart.