A deep, rumbling growl filled his rooms as Daniel heard the alarm, body shaking as he began the daily process of figuring out what the hell has happened to him this morning. The first thing he noticed was that he was blind in his left eye, something had grown into it sometime during the night and even with his extra eyes he couldn't see what it was. Grumbling he pulled himself from the corner of his room to face the large, cracked mirror to finally get a good look at himself. It wasn't pretty.

His mouth was too full of teeth, sharp things that rose from his bottom jaw like a pillar of savagery. To make matters worse a tusk had grown and curled into his eye socket, digging everything out on its self-destructive journey to his brain. With something between a sigh and a grumble, Daniel lifted his right hand to his face, a mass of beak tipped tentacles, and wrapped many of them around the offending lump of enamel and yanked it free with a crack. A muffled roar could be heard outside of the cell. Spitting the blood into the sink, Daniel mentally hyped himself as he raised his left fist, a club made of leathery flesh and bone, and socked himself in the mouth in a spray of blood and splinters.

By the time the guards had arrived a new set of teeth had began to poke from his gums but blood still ran down his chin like a stream. The guards did their routine, at least ten of them with high-powered weapons of some sort were stationed around with each death belcher aimed at him. He spat a large glob of blood at the feet of the head guard and there was a tense moment as all the weapons made a [i]chik[/i] noise as they readied themselves for trouble, before a gurgling laugh crawled out of Daniel's chest. The guards didn't think it was funny.

The blood had mostly clotted as a stepped into the auditorium, maw now filled with shark-like teeth but missing any and all lips. A fair trade in his mind. He scanned the area and found that the numbers ahead of him had already filled in but the majority had yet to arrive, so he just zeroed in on Sister and plopped his bulk down with a [i]Whump[/i], taking a minute to settle himself before waggling his tentacled hand in greeting.