Stones of Farspeech | December 5, Day

[solperierat]

Fuck, gotta make this quick--

Alright, I know there's a lot of spooky fucks out in the woods right now, but if you see a red goat-dude with bat wings out there, don't go near it. If you see a half-eaten monster corpse--or hell, any corpse, steer clear of that area. Until the mana pools start working again, I can't--

...damnit.

I'm not safe to be around right now, and I don't know how long it's gonna last. Ginko--I hope you're in a better state than I am right now because I can't answer shit. I'm gonna try to stay up north near the mountain. If I threaten anyone, kill me. This is carte fucking blanche to everyone, there's a damn good chance I'm not gonna be a person until this is over.

(( ooc: Responses will be coming from Ginko, Ed is putting everything coming through his Stone on read right now. Sorry, y'all! ))

Comments

[onegreeneye]

Right-- if you hear this, Ed, I've got it.

Everyone else, same goes for me - I mean, I'm doing alright for now, but if I get worse, do what you need to.

[prettypurpleparlor]

[Muffet's reply is steady, calm- not judging him, simply trying to deal with the situation at hand. There will be time to worry about the implications of this later.]

Do you think it would help you to be restrained? My magic can bind you, if necessary.

[onegreeneye]

How close would you need to get to him?

[vagabone]

[Wait, what?? Just kill the guy?? And Ginko too??]

How are we supposed to get you to drink the water when it comes back, if we can't come close??

[...Yelling about it is not the answer.]

[onegreeneye]

Oh, we don't need to drink it - just to rest near the pools for a while.

[And to achieve that...]

If we're both too far gone to stay put on our own by then, maybe someone could knock us out and put us by the closest pool.

[vagabone]

[Whew, okay, sounds slightly more doable. ...By someone else, not by him. Watching terrible things happen is getting so old. (And is it a sign of insanity that he believes what they're telling him, no skepticism at all now?)]

Got it, I'll pass that along. What, uh. What are you going to look like?

[prettypurpleparlor]

Line of sight would do. I could try leaving some threads where he might walk into them if even that would be too close, but I'd rather not take the risk of having someone else end up snared if we can avoid it.

[onegreeneye]

Right... that could be a good plan, then. I'd rather be there when you go for it, though - just in case he charges or something and needs to be distracted.

[onegreeneye]

[Well, in fairness, he already knew Ginko had been turned from a human to a monster by a mysterious godlike force. Seems legit that this would be the next step, right?]

If I end up changing form, then, uh... think something like a big, white goat covered in rocks. But I don't know for sure if I'll change, so... if I look the same as always but I'm acting strange, be careful, anyway.

...You might be safe, though. If we're lucky. [You know, if his dumb idiot troll instincts work out that there's literally no meat on those bones.]

[jelliclerats]

Those aren't exactly the kind of characters we'd need additional warning to avoid.

[postictal]

Great.

[Muffled and exasperated, and probably not meant to be audible - this is exactly what they need right now, isn't it?]

No chance you'd be able to relocate to Nuidan? [Where there are, you know, plenty of wild animals to chase around?]

[prettypurpleparlor]

Let me know if and when you'd like me to try, then. And...

[He did say he had similar troubles.]

Would you want me to attempt this for you, as well?

[lesbeau]

Hey uhhhh how about some fucking details, maybe? What the fuck is going on?

[That's sure with the subtlety of a fucking truck through a wall, cool.]

[onegreeneye]

Hey, that's not really fair. Sometimes he looks like that when he's not craving human flesh.

[Just-- completely deadpan, like this is a normal thing to say. He's Tired.]

[onegreeneye]

...Maybe. If Muffet can get him restrained, I could get him on a boat and move us both over before before I get too bad.

[onegreeneye]

That... might be for the best, yeah. Once we've got Ed somewhere safe. It's not hitting me as hard, but it'll only get worse the longer the pools are down.

[postictal]

How bad are you both likely to get, and how fast?

[onegreeneye]

[Right, some people are going to have... zero context for this. At least Ginko is fit to explain; his reply comes quickly and methodically, though it might sound a little rushed.]

Okay, well - before ending up here, Ed and I were trapped in another world. A deity there was pulling people in from different places and changing them, physically and mentally.

The worst of the changes was that, every so often, we... were forced to eat people. Humans, or others that had been changed like we had. If we didn't feed, we would keep getting hungrier until we lost ourselves entirely. The Storyteller put sigils on us to keep it suppressed, but we need the mana pools to recharge them. Now that we can't do that, it seems like Ed's been hit pretty hard right away.

[cacoethes_mori]

[Foster has been listening to as much as is publicly audible--not that he has a choice, because the rock in his bag basically just started talking about corpses and killing someone and he that was sufficient to capture his attention.

And now--]

I volunteer!

[A bright, upbeat voice, but somewhat hurried.]

[prettypurpleparlor]

Understood.

[It's a bit of a grim question, but she has to ask:]

Would it be better to restrain you both in the same area, so that you can keep each other a little calmer, or are the two of you likely to regard each other as potential prey in that state?

[Look, it's not a judgement- you keep chickens cooped up too closely in the wrong conditions and the little bastards will try to cannibalize each other, if someone's going to try taking a chunk out of someone next to them you need to know in advance. It's just good planning.]

you asked for it

[vagabone]

What?! You didn't say it has to be people!

[It's not really Ginko's fault, and yet here he is, yelling. The nerve of this guy, right?]

[onegreeneye]

Without feeding, the final result is always a complete loss of control, until we do feed. [Or starve, but anyway.]

I... can't be sure how long it will take. Normally, it would take... two months or so to lose ourselves, but it seems to be hitting harder than usual.

[onegreeneye]

...What?

[Seriously, Ginko's first thought is just. What the fuck does this mean. Is he offering to not go near Ed? To kill him?? That would be weird.]

[onegreeneye]

The latter. If this gets bad enough, we likely won't even recognize each other.

[Frankly, he appreciates her checking. It's the kind of thing that really is best to clear up ahead of time.]

I SURE DID

[onegreeneye]

[WHOOPS. Ginko winces a little, but he guesses something like this was probably inevitable, given the... highly public nature of this whole conversation.]

Would you rather I had?