> Animus: Assemble

[caliginous]

Characters: Members of Group A and YOU
Setting: Fourth Floor -- the white lounge.
Format: WHO EVEN KNOWS
Summary: Karkat attempts to pull everyone into one place for counter-resistance.
Warnings: MALFUNCTION MAY OCCUR, that means depending on who you tag and who tags in, your character may end up injured. Please check individual sub-threads for malfunction warnings! There's also obvious body horror warnings here due to modifications from the event.

[In a room full of white, its not hard to spot the various victims of Jason's latest experiments. Each sits or stands in their own corner on or off furniture talking amongst one another or simply staring at the door waiting for someone to approach them.

Some of them don't look all that approachable, even if it appears that they are completely sane at first glance. Some of them might even look like they don't want to be there.

You won't really know until you approach them.]

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KARKAT VANTAS

[caliginous]

[caliginous]

[ooc: Karkat's malfunctioning includes emotional vampirism. I will PM/plurk/IM before triggering it in the thread.]

[Karkat is an absolute horror-show, but he manages to look pretty calm about it. Perhaps it is due to the fact that it is nearly impossible for him to display any real facial expressions, as his features have been traded out for six additional yellow eyes, bringing the total up to eight.

He is nothing but torso and a suit jacket aside from his head, eight spider limbs protruding from his back to hold him up. He has some balancing issues, it seems, but he's made use of a chair to prop himself up.

The only thing that really distinguishes him as Karkat are the two nubbed horns poking out of his head and the gray skin. All eight of those eyes are narrowed in an aggravated, though not aggressive, glare.]

SAM ERSTWHILE

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[primordial]

[Don't look now, but actually...well, don't look too hard at this one, as staring at the impossible mess of a body that Sam Erstwhile has is is prone to make your head hurt. Somewhere in there, there's part of a human face, that of a young man with bright blue eyes, staring somberly at the wall as his body warps and changes. He has many limbs, now he has none, now he has eyes of all kinds opening up on his chest, not they're mouths filled with sharp teeth.]

[And come closer, and you can hear him sobbing to himself, muttering unintelligible things under his breath. If he seemed miserable before the modifications, he seems one hundred times so now.]

[Occasionally he'll eavesdrop on a conversation, but mostly keep to himself, waiting for anyone to approach him if they want to.]

(ooc: Sam's malfunction is that he'll try to steal other people's body parts to add to his eldritch horror of a body- Please tell me if you'd like that to happen, or else I'll plurk/PM/what have you if it ever is triggered in thread!]

ROSE LALONDE

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[tentacletrainer]

[[OOC: While malfunctioning, Rose will attempt to manipulate people into following paths that will lead to their destruction or unhappiness. Either I will contact you if it may come up or, if you're interested in having it come up, feel free to contact me! As a side note, it seems as if something beneath her robe is...squirming. And looking underneath it has the potential of knocking your character unconscious or driving them insane if they aren't used to Eldritch impossibilities. So keep that in mind!]]

[[She...honestly didn't want to be here. At least the part of her that had a grip on who 'she' was. It wasn't that she didn't like the company - all company was good company - and only partially because her looks were so off putting (who approaches what essentially equates to a walking burn victim?). Maybe the way she looked would ward people away.

No, she just didn't want to interact with anyone. She didn't want to see their bleak futures or have the potential to attack them. She knows what she's like when the conditioning kicks in. She's seen it in plenty of others.

Or well. She hasn't really seen it so much as eavesdropped on people discussing it. Or perhaps those running from it. Rose was blind aside from her Seer's sight, so she couldn't really see much of anything anymore. And she mostly kept to the side of the room, near the walls because of it.]]

GUY CECIL

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--GUY CECIL--

[relinquishing]

((OOC: Guy's malfunctioning causes him to actively hunt and kill women to add to the collection already hanging off his body. If your character is female, please note whether or not you wish to be injured or killed.))

[The blonde's leaned up against a wall, looking torn between being resolved and just plain scared out of his mind. Many thick-linked chains have been grafted to various parts of his body, dangling off him like some sort of deformed metal octopus. Twisted in among the links hang several different corpses, all bloodied and mangled, in various states of decomposition, and every single one a woman.

Despite his modifications, he's still swallowing his own sense of discomfort at their current situation If they're gathering together like this and one or more of them were to suddenly lose it... damn it. The amount of death that had already happened in this short amount of time was sickening. Part of him didn't approve of this set up one bit.

But the other part of him knew it was important to share what they had to say. They were the only sane ones to have returned from the surgeries. People had the right to know and to plan a counter-measure.]

KYOKO SAKURA

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ARCHER

[caliginous]

ARCHER

[swordedpast]

[ The figure in tarnished knightly armor hunkered against the glass wall might not be familiar to anyone until they get close. But the helm on his head is cracked and almost outright shattered around the left eye. For those who know him, that may well be enough, especially since what little expression can be seen is familiarly harsh and intense.

Of course, that's no guarantee that he's himself... ]

[OOC] Archer will attack anyone displaying particularly idealistic heroism when he malfunctions, so keep that in mind.

GENDA KOUJIROU

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WRIGGLE NIGHTBUG

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[wrigurun]

ooc [Wriggle's malfunction will cause her to emit blinding lights to stun people before attempting to suck out their organs. Should it potentially come to that I'll warn first and ask for consent]

[Wriggle doesn't seem particularly excited to be there. She stands somewhat close to Karkat, hunched over and wringing her hands in worry. The flies and wasps surrounding her don't really seem to be comforting her in the same way that she'd hoped they would.

Right now the only thing really identifying her as Wriggle is the fact that she's still vaguely Wriggle shaped. What once looked like human skin has been replaced by an iridescent exoskeleton that glints blue in the light. If it wasn't for the long probosces that curled down from her face she'd look like an overgrown beetle . Anyone familiar with Wriggle will notice that she seems unusually quiet, not even muttering or whimpering.

It seems like the only reason for being here was the virtue of her being part of the (un)lucky group that retained some of their old personality. Unfortunately, with the horror of being taken apart and rebuilt her normally assertive personality is nowhere to be found]

ITACHI UCHIHA

[caliginous]

[silentsacrifice]

[Itachi is standing by a wall, mainly because the large fan sticking out of his back makes it difficult for him to sit in any chair with a back to it. He's idly tapping the wall and nearby furniture with his foot to make sure that he has an idea of where he's standing, because with no eyes in his head and his arms dangling uselessly by his sides, there's only so much he can do to make sure he knows where he is.

Without his cloak on, the damage to his arms is on full display. They're mangled, and carved into his skin over numerous, blotchy bruises are symbols that would once have appeared in the eyes of the members of his clan. Tomoe, pinwheels, intricate designs reminiscent of what one might see in a kaleidoscope, they all cover Itachi's arms from shoulder to wrist in deliberate, angry red.

He's managed to find someone to wrap bandages around his empty eye sockets, and his head is turned toward the general direction of the gathering group. He seems to be concentrating particularly hard to all the sounds in the room, tilting his head this way and that almost like a bird to pick up new sounds.]

((ooc: when Itachi malfunctions, he will target whoever's closest to him with one of the abilities of the Sharingan. these abilities range from things that could quickly kill a person, to long, drawn-out mental torture. please specify if you would not like your character to be injured or killed.))

AXEL

[caliginous]

[flared]

[Somewhere in the room he's leaned up against a wall, arms crossed and hood pulled up and over his head. There are bits of his coat torn and tattered from previous interactions, however, and what bit of skin is visible appears blotchy in places, as if burned and charred like a piece of paper.

His face won't be visible under the cloak of darkness, but should someone approach him, they might be able to catch the slightest flicker of flame escaping from underneath the hood anyway. He's trying his best to stay calm, to appear focused and otherwise unaffected.

... But that can certainly change with the slightest misstep.]

(( ooc: When Axel malfunctions, he sets fire to everything and anyone around him, so please be mindful of that! I may ask if it's at all possible for the entire room to be set on fire in this instances, but maybe things won't even come to that. ))

LUKE FON FABRE

[caliginous]

FOREVER LATE TO THE PARTY

[sacred_flamer]

[[ooc; Luke's malfunction causes him to kill anyone around him with sound. The vibrations will be so intense that they could damage eardrums in a matter of minutes, and possibly liquify internal organs with prolonged exposure. He cannot see anything, but his hearing has been enhanced significantly. He also can't move very well, considering his body is one massive collection of instruments. The least little sound you make, he will notice it, and he will attack, though you might be able to get away if you run fast enough.]]

[There is strange collection of instruments huddled against the wall near where Guy was leaning against it. It's hard to tell it's an actual person at first, but when you can notice the bit of head with a mouth and a bit of neck connected to headphones, and the vibrant red hair sticking out of the phonograph hood, it becomes clear. Luke flexes the piccolo keys he has for fingers now, listening intently to everything that's going on.]

[It's difficult for him to move, and every time he does the strings that are holding him together stretch and relax, creating faint notes along with his movement. His legs are literally trombones now, and he has the sliders all the way up, so he doesn't take up that much room. His midsection is a base cello, the master control center of the strings, and they hum softly as if he were breathing.]

[He's still upset over all this; even though he can't see the extent of his change, he knows that it's bad. He can feel it, even though he can't really feel anymore. Luke's doing his best to keep a cool head, but the longer he stayed as himself, the more it ate away at him...]

SATSUJINKI

[caliginous]

[concept_killer]

[ooc; When malfunctioning, Satsujiki will attack and attempt to kill the person closest to him at the moment. His attacks tend always cause instant death/permanent loss of body parts despite regeneration, healing, and other factors. So let me know what you're okay with!

Satsujinki was taking his time to sit in a chair. Despite his physical modifications, eyes being implanted all over his body, he didn't seem to be in much pain. No, all that pain was mental, as his sight was seeing things his brain couldn't register. The sheer contradiction of things was enough to make his head roar with pain. Normal people weren't supposed to be exposed to this kind of thing.

Dealing with his own mental problems, he's mostly keeping to himself at the moment.]

HAKUNO KISHINAMI

[caliginous]

[doesnotgetit]

[Close to the rest of the proclaimed Group A, huddled on the ground as best as she can with her new, strange limbs, is Hakuno. Or... what used to be her. Like some of the others, her modifications have left her nearly unrecognizable; her arms and legs have been replaced with the limbs of a strange doll's. Her face, like a mannequin's, is completely featureless, save for a single eye. All along her (still organic) face and artificial limbs are carved red lines.

It's hard to tell without any sort of facial expression and usual body language, but like the others, Hakuno is tired; the horrible memories of the surgeries, the pain, the fear... almost as bad were the times where she just. Blanks out. Does not know what she's doing at all. She fears those moments the most, fears what she'd do and won't remember, and that fear almost made her refuse to come to this meeting... but no. She had to. Their group had a chance nobody else had and they had to make the best of it.

So here she is, simply sitting here, staring at the floor. She's not shying away from others like she did when she first woke up, so hopefully she'll be a bit more approachable now.]

KAIN HIGHWIND

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