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lostcarnival2018-04-10 03:46 pm
criticallyfucked) wrote in lostcarnival2018-04-10 03:46 pm
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Who: Foster and Tyki, later Foster and The Man Gongenzaka
When: D34
Where: Lakeside
What: Foster raises an abomination of a squirrel at Gongenzaka's request.
Warnings: Foster, animal death, self-injury, the creation of an undead squirrel-man.
This is the second time Foster's been asked to do this. Not this specifically, of course, but 'this' as in the creation of some sort of... made-to-order necromantic test subject for soul-based magic. If he counts Herbert's secretive experiments (and he's trying not to think about that, how directly he contributed to his own present misery in physical form), that's three. He can't help but feel a little like he's being taken advantage of, but he can't quite put his claw on why. Maybe it's just that he knows he's really meant to be used in a more literal fashion.
He's never tried to put a body into this particular shape before, and he's not stupid enough to do it by the barn, so he's brought the squirrels he's trapped (three of them, just in case) up by the lakeside, where his magic can be worked undisturbed... and mistakes are easily disposed of.
When: D34
Where: Lakeside
What: Foster raises an abomination of a squirrel at Gongenzaka's request.
Warnings: Foster, animal death, self-injury, the creation of an undead squirrel-man.
This is the second time Foster's been asked to do this. Not this specifically, of course, but 'this' as in the creation of some sort of... made-to-order necromantic test subject for soul-based magic. If he counts Herbert's secretive experiments (and he's trying not to think about that, how directly he contributed to his own present misery in physical form), that's three. He can't help but feel a little like he's being taken advantage of, but he can't quite put his claw on why. Maybe it's just that he knows he's really meant to be used in a more literal fashion.
He's never tried to put a body into this particular shape before, and he's not stupid enough to do it by the barn, so he's brought the squirrels he's trapped (three of them, just in case) up by the lakeside, where his magic can be worked undisturbed... and mistakes are easily disposed of.
oh boy
A natural poison, mind, which begged the question of whether or not the whole matter of 'undeath' would interfere too heavily with that in the first place. (Hopefully Foster had some sort of work around for that).
Regardless, he is coming toward the lake, and...almost afraid of what to expect when he reaches the shoreline, honestly.
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The bad news is that it's not immediately obvious where it is.
Foster himself is only visible when Gongenzaka is close enough to pick shapes out against the lake itself. This is because he's waded a couple of yards out into it, stopping only when he's reached water deep enough that it rises above his knees.
He's more focused on the water than Gon's approach, possibly because he's bent over it, one arm rotated, palm-up, and extended under the water's surface. His elbow is above water, but most of what's below it is not--depending on how close Gon chooses to get, he may be able to see what Foster is doing:
Watching the seeping red haze of his blood as it joins with and dissipates into the cool, still water.
He looks... peaceful, actually.
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He is about to end up immensely disappointed, Probably.
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Foster takes his time, fully absorbed in the dissolution of blood into lakewater, the calm, clear surface clouding with red becomes pink becomes brown becomes cream--
He's already washed off the mud, so it's just the blood now, the wound that will not, of its own accord, heal itself, but if Gon is patient enough, Foster is aware that he's there.
He's just... coming down, as one does.
But eventually he's done, and he moves, slicing his claws through the still lake as though breaking a spell--or leaving one last mark on the water's surface--and lifting his other arm, palm up, to watch the hallowed mixture of blood and water run out between his fingers.
Then he makes eye contact with Gon, and smiles, and waves.
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He actually blinks a bit from surprise when Foster does turn, and waves. Was....
...Was that not part of-
Well fine. He nods, greeting the other. "I, the man Gongenzaka, see that you are ready then," he announces, not entirely sure how else to start the conversation.
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"I'm done, if that's what you mean."
He waves again, this time demonstratively, as he begins to wade up towards shore. Wet and dark with it, his every bone is cast in sharper relief, and he looks positively moribund--
Though Gon has no way of knowing it, he's called the squirrel back already--it simply has yet to arrive. After the raising, he'd let it loose in the woods for a while to figure itself out (he really just wanted to get it out of the way), but he can tell it didn't get all that far.
"Are you ready?"
It's not a spurious question. Given Gon's blatant squeamishness about the whole thing--
Well.
He had better be prepared, because there's an incoming abomination in three...
Two....
to be fair to gon-squirrel is much smoller than person so...
...Only to blink as...It? Comes out?
In Gongenzaka's mind, it looks a bit like an enormous lemur, complete with over-large eyes. The main differences include such things as the very rodent-like teeth, and certain features in the tail, the odd and awkward hunch it tries to hold itself to, and...
Gongenzaka's response isn't disgusted, but it is certainly curious, if only because it actually takes a moment before he catches the scent of what the hell it is. "MNH-! A squirrel!" he observes, finding himself impressed despite the source. There is still the smell of death after all...he cannot ignore that.
Still. "...Considering what you told me, regarding your experience with humanoid forms, you have done a rather impressive job, if anything."
wat
Not any more it's not
While Gon can only see the incisors right now, the rest of its teeth are actually uncomfortably human; the squirrel kept those distinctive rodent gnawers, yes, and there's a small gap on either side of them, but instead of a full diastema, it's followed by human canines, then molars and even premolars--the better to fill in its new forward-facing primate-style skull, maybe.
"Anyway, will this do?"
eyyyy
Hopefully things weren't. Wasted. (It's really just unpleasant to think too long on that, so he moves on)
"This should do fine; what is left, is the matter of poison. Given that it is the first attempt on my own behalf, minor ailments were something I, the man Gongenzaka, felt best to practice healing... ...naturally however, with regard to what they are or are not susceptible to, I must look to you."
In other words, just what kind of poison...Will affect a dead thing?
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"Anything that doesn't drain... mmmm, let's call it vitality. Ha ha. Anything but that should be the same." He pauses, tilting his head at Gongenzaka. "It is a soul, after all."
However, since he can pretty readily assume by now that Gongenzaka doesn't know anything about necromancy:
"There is no... limit to that kind of thing in a corpse. Energy, stamina, all of that... depends on some specific balance relative to the expenses required to remain alive. A dead thing doesn't manufacture energy, and it doesn't expend any."
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"HaaaAAUUUU.... ...Well, if energy and vitality are the only limits, then certainly something that inhibits physical aspects should be testable..." the cat immediately notes, before blinking toward Foster. "And hello to you, I suppose... ...I don't suppose you have a suggestion..." Marishi, being the part of Gongenzaka who is a bit less strict on their personal core, isn't doing much to hide any annoyances they may have with Foster.
If anything, she's probably absolutely inclined to test him wherever she can.
Oh boy.