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expiationlogs2025-01-03 10:05 pm
mightymorphin) wrote in expiationlogs2025-01-03 10:05 pm
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[CLOSED] green gardens are not what's growing in my psyche
Who: Morph and Douman
Where: The X-Mansion
What: When Morph's sentencing-induced paranoia causes them to lash out, it's a little like the first time they met Nurarihyon, which is to say it's not romantic in the slightest.
Warnings: Violence, a sprinkle of sadism
[Morph has been increasingly scarce lately, to the point that they were practically haunting the mansion, taking such pains to avoid the other residents that they've been using small animal forms to scamper through the halls and keep away from the others. They stopped going to work, and finding them out and about in town has become nearly impossible. While they're still a little active on the network, it's not much, and what they've been posting is far from their usual cheer.
The feeling that something was wrong had just kept growing. Now Morph was sure the other Chosen were staring at them every time they showed their real face in public, but worse than that, they were absolutely positive that their friends knew the truth and were only biding time for the right moment to strike. Morph was no longer entirely sure if they were the real Morph anymore, but over time it had become obvious that their friends didn't think so. At this point, it was a matter of survival.
It's a white mouse that scampers down the hall to Morph's room, looking around to make sure they were alone before they grew, shifting back to their humanoid form to turn the knob and step inside. There were a lot of places to hide in the mansion, but leaving had been on their mind the last few days. It would be safer to take off one night and hide somewhere that no one could find them. Morph had a few too many powerful friends to feel entirely comfortable that all of them knew where they lived, or even lived in the same building. How could they have been so stupid in the first place?]
Where: The X-Mansion
What: When Morph's sentencing-induced paranoia causes them to lash out, it's a little like the first time they met Nurarihyon, which is to say it's not romantic in the slightest.
Warnings: Violence, a sprinkle of sadism
[Morph has been increasingly scarce lately, to the point that they were practically haunting the mansion, taking such pains to avoid the other residents that they've been using small animal forms to scamper through the halls and keep away from the others. They stopped going to work, and finding them out and about in town has become nearly impossible. While they're still a little active on the network, it's not much, and what they've been posting is far from their usual cheer.
The feeling that something was wrong had just kept growing. Now Morph was sure the other Chosen were staring at them every time they showed their real face in public, but worse than that, they were absolutely positive that their friends knew the truth and were only biding time for the right moment to strike. Morph was no longer entirely sure if they were the real Morph anymore, but over time it had become obvious that their friends didn't think so. At this point, it was a matter of survival.
It's a white mouse that scampers down the hall to Morph's room, looking around to make sure they were alone before they grew, shifting back to their humanoid form to turn the knob and step inside. There were a lot of places to hide in the mansion, but leaving had been on their mind the last few days. It would be safer to take off one night and hide somewhere that no one could find them. Morph had a few too many powerful friends to feel entirely comfortable that all of them knew where they lived, or even lived in the same building. How could they have been so stupid in the first place?]