A. Gambling + Fortune Telling [Morph wasn't much of a gambler, but who were they to turn down free chips? They came here for a distraction, and there's plenty of that to go around. You can catch Morph pretty much just trying out every game, flitting between slot machines and stopping to try out the roulette wheel and a couple of card games. They're really not serious about winning, so their chips are going to run out pretty quickly.
As soon as they see the fortune telling table, well, they can't resist giving it a shot. It never hurt to try to get a little guidance. The Past card was actually pretty nice - though the Queen of Cups was maybe laying it on thick calling them independent and emotionally stable. The present card was the King of Wands, for leading and overcoming challenges. Not bad. The future card, though? That one was the Empress reversed.
Morph walks away from the tarot stand looking pretty peeved, grumbling to themself,] Relationship problems? Am I cursed or what?
B. Dance Floor [Now this was more their speed. Drawn in by the music, Morph spends some time dancing, though they're not so easy to spot while they're out there. Every time they slip back onto the dance floor, they shift back into their relatively nondescript human appearance to blend in easier, enjoying the anonymity of being just another body in the crowd. Morph isn't terribly shy about who they dance with, either, though whether you'll recognize them is another matter.
But when they're not out there dancing, they're spending plenty of time nursing a drink while watching everyone else dance, though they don't seem to really be taking it in. Maybe Morph is more tired than they thought, or it could be that there's so much on their mind that being able to relax is taking some real effort.]
C. Fighting Tournament [Morph would be the first to admit that (arguably) sleazy underground fighting wasn't their thing. But, honestly? The chance that the prize might involve cold, hard cash was something they couldn't pass up right now. And maybe it'd be a nice boost to their ego if they managed to get a few wins in during the whole thing.
While they're waiting for their Powers matches, you can find Morph with a soda, watching the ring intently. They are cheering on occasion, but really, they're taking in the whole thing like they're trying to commit the fighters to memory - which is exactly what they're doing. Being a shapeshifter meant needing to know exactly what they're copying, and there was no better way to get down a person's build and musculature than seeing them in action. If they had any special powers on display, well, that was just an added bonus.
Are they ever going to need to take the forms of any of their fellow Chosen? Maybe not, but at least now Morph would be prepared. And it never hurt to know who, or what, they might be up against the next time the whole city decided to freak out.]
Morph | ota!
[Morph wasn't much of a gambler, but who were they to turn down free chips? They came here for a distraction, and there's plenty of that to go around. You can catch Morph pretty much just trying out every game, flitting between slot machines and stopping to try out the roulette wheel and a couple of card games. They're really not serious about winning, so their chips are going to run out pretty quickly.
As soon as they see the fortune telling table, well, they can't resist giving it a shot. It never hurt to try to get a little guidance. The Past card was actually pretty nice - though the Queen of Cups was maybe laying it on thick calling them independent and emotionally stable. The present card was the King of Wands, for leading and overcoming challenges. Not bad. The future card, though? That one was the Empress reversed.
Morph walks away from the tarot stand looking pretty peeved, grumbling to themself,] Relationship problems? Am I cursed or what?
B. Dance Floor
[Now this was more their speed. Drawn in by the music, Morph spends some time dancing, though they're not so easy to spot while they're out there. Every time they slip back onto the dance floor, they shift back into their relatively nondescript human appearance to blend in easier, enjoying the anonymity of being just another body in the crowd. Morph isn't terribly shy about who they dance with, either, though whether you'll recognize them is another matter.
But when they're not out there dancing, they're spending plenty of time nursing a drink while watching everyone else dance, though they don't seem to really be taking it in. Maybe Morph is more tired than they thought, or it could be that there's so much on their mind that being able to relax is taking some real effort.]
C. Fighting Tournament
[Morph would be the first to admit that (arguably) sleazy underground fighting wasn't their thing. But, honestly? The chance that the prize might involve cold, hard cash was something they couldn't pass up right now. And maybe it'd be a nice boost to their ego if they managed to get a few wins in during the whole thing.
While they're waiting for their Powers matches, you can find Morph with a soda, watching the ring intently. They are cheering on occasion, but really, they're taking in the whole thing like they're trying to commit the fighters to memory - which is exactly what they're doing. Being a shapeshifter meant needing to know exactly what they're copying, and there was no better way to get down a person's build and musculature than seeing them in action. If they had any special powers on display, well, that was just an added bonus.
Are they ever going to need to take the forms of any of their fellow Chosen? Maybe not, but at least now Morph would be prepared. And it never hurt to know who, or what, they might be up against the next time the whole city decided to freak out.]