[Howdy! I have a permissions post/opt-in/opt-out for myself and this character of mine this way; please check it out before tagging! Big thanks.]
Right Down the Line
It's probably the weather - okay no, it's definitely the weather - but V's skin is itchy.
One particularly disastrous morning, they woke up with extra arms. (And a lot of shed bits of skin/scale.) They were manageable to work around, but hard to move in and of themselves.
But they can still drive, so that's what they're doing. Right up until they're not on the road, high speed and all.
They're quick to patch in to the radio. "Assistance, please! I fear I am airborne."
Those with flight transformations may be of assistance here.
Running On Empty
The bull monsters are not present in this part of the plains - which means the monstrous birds hunting them are on the menu in their stead. V contributes by helping troubleshoot the lightning machines, or driving in their damaged-by-now car to lead them on a not so merry chase. Once someone's started downing birds, though, there's a particular look in their eyes while they help harvest the kill; they want their cut.
A few months ago, they would have been appalled at seeming this vicious. Some newly acquired instincts are harder to fight than others.
Repeat Comforts
In the times when the rain doesn't force them to look and act like a gigantic snake - minus the tail - V is getting more practice as a not-quite-as-giant cat. That cat finds many places to hide. They may even be in YOUR car! They do try and be tidy, though.
[Will match Action or Prose! And will happily have M-Bot the drone come across people solo, if people want that kind of shenanigans too.]
V - Songs for the Dusk OC | Weretiger (+ Naga) | Current Player&Character! CW: Minor Body Horror
Right Down the Line
It's probably the weather - okay no, it's definitely the weather - but V's skin is itchy.
One particularly disastrous morning, they woke up with extra arms. (And a lot of shed bits of skin/scale.) They were manageable to work around, but hard to move in and of themselves.
But they can still drive, so that's what they're doing. Right up until they're not on the road, high speed and all.
They're quick to patch in to the radio. "Assistance, please! I fear I am airborne."
Those with flight transformations may be of assistance here.
Running On Empty
The bull monsters are not present in this part of the plains - which means the monstrous birds hunting them are on the menu in their stead. V contributes by helping troubleshoot the lightning machines, or driving in their damaged-by-now car to lead them on a not so merry chase.
Once someone's started downing birds, though, there's a particular look in their eyes while they help harvest the kill; they want their cut.
A few months ago, they would have been appalled at seeming this vicious. Some newly acquired instincts are harder to fight than others.
Repeat Comforts
In the times when the rain doesn't force them to look and act like a gigantic snake - minus the tail - V is getting more practice as a not-quite-as-giant cat.
That cat finds many places to hide. They may even be in YOUR car! They do try and be tidy, though.
[Will match Action or Prose! And will happily have M-Bot the drone come across people solo, if people want that kind of shenanigans too.]