[log] Event: Metamorphosis, Part Three

[snowblindmods]

Characters: everyone
Location: all around town; note location in subject line
Date: Night 415 onward; note time in subject line
Summary: They break out and they wake up.
Warnings: extreme body horror, unreality, eldritch horror, absolutely definitely 100% include warnings in subject lines/before your comment if the subject line isn't long enough

Comments

[cahooted]

Right?! I love this!

[Part of him realizes that it's probably bad, being an anomaly, but somehow he really can't focus on that? The horror doesn't quite reach him.]

There you go, that's better.

[Flynn moves with him, trying to help him up the makeshift ramp. From time to time he gives him a push with several bigger leaves conjoined together.]

[zunesareawesome]

I bet you can make all kinds of cool things?

[Look, if they gotta be anomalies, might as well have really cool superpowers to go along with it.]

Thanks, bro, this is a huge help! Just a little further.

[The leaf-push is working too, he sort of caterpillar-marches up the ramp, trying not to slide off but at least the vines are a good texture to grip onto. Except now he's gotta get the trapdoor open. He reaches out with a tendril and manages to get a good grip on it, and pop it open.

And yet it still doesn't feel cold, even as he emerges out into the building, glorping over the top of the trapdoor and onto the floor.]

[cahooted]

You know what, I bet I can? And I will! Didn't Res 1 have a park? Maybe I can change the climate even, over time?

[Once Peter is out Flynn reaches out with his vines to grab the edges of the trapdoor and pull himself up.]

Oh, this is so convenient, if you knew how many times I could have used that on my missions...

[zunesareawesome]

You could single-handedly save Norfinbury! And I could like, crush a few buildings and make more space for your plants!

[He's so excited for you, man. And he's pretty sure he can crush and mow things over. He feels heavy enough to, at least. He's already marching--well, very slowly sludging towards the door.]

Can you make sculptures? Can you make a vine Pac-Man? Because that would be awesome? Please bro, just for me?

[cahooted]

You'd do that for me? Oh hey, that's so nice of you? I appreciate it!

[Flynn follows along, trying not to step in any mud Peter is leaving behind, out of politeness and, well, just in case that might hurt him.]

I don't know. I can give it a shot? Might be easier outside, though, it's a little cramped in here.

[zunesareawesome]

Yeah, bro! Total teamwork here. And there's gonna be all this mud for your plants? It'll be great!

[There's so much mud he's leaving behind, so he's pretty sure there'll be plenty for the inevitable farmland he's going to be creating here.]

All right, I'll put on the speed!

[He doesn't have much speed.

It's very difficult to tell that he's going much faster, even though he thinks he is.]

Yeah! Here we go!

[He finally reaches the door, except...]

...could you open that for us, bro?

[cahooted]

I can't wait! I am so sick of the snow, you have no idea...

[Flynn follows suit, leaving some spores and outgrowths from time to time.]

Oh! Right. Hang on.

[His vines spiral and entangle into a thicker one, reaching out and pulling the door open.]

After you.