If she found out how Vegeta managed to get him to calm down then she would keep that over him forever and even if it was just Yumi he didn’t want anything like that happening. He had told Vegeta to keep his mouth shut about it until an alternative way had been found but other than that just now was way too embarrassing to let her know. Vegeta hadn’t bothered finding a new way yet because of the current workload and not to mention there was just way too many other important stuff to take care of like control and being able to use the forms successfully, making the other option something he unwillingly had to go through to change back for their convenience. “We shouldn’t go see Vegeta. He needs sleep! I would rather he slept than see me again”, he spoke up, lightly scratching at the elevator wall as it continued to move up, “He’s going to have to come to me before I see him again”. Once the elevator stopped he gave a quick look up at the little light before to the parting doors, grumbling when he was told to go first in a subtle fashion. Slowly moving around while trying to remain on his feet he soon gave up and headed around the open elevator door before simply giving up and dropping to all fours again. He didn’t like walking around like this, but practicing how to hasn’t been a primary concern quite yet. Looking back at her as he waited for her to leave his ear soon twitched, his eyes going down the corridor, “Let’s go quickly. The risk is really high right now…”
Shu was a little concerned, especially when he was supposed to be watched as well. Nobody had been watching him and he was alone for a long time, but this time he had been alone for an awfully long time. He didn’t want to assume the worst had happened and he was a big creature off somewhere, but then again even with that it shouldn’t be too bad either since he seemed a lot more docile since going through his latest change. Looking up to Takeshi he stared at him for a moment, his eyes slowly looking back to the room before Takeshi managed to open it. As expected it was completely empty, frowning a little behind his apple before he wandered in himself just to check. Sure enough there was no Kaesstrian and absolutely no sign of him ever coming here. Wandering over to his beside he dropped the fruit on top, munching at his apple quickly after before bouncing on over to Takeshi again, “…Maybe he’s still downstairs? Where was he last time we found him?”
T’charrl didn’t want to give into his fear, but he felt like he would die otherwise. The corruption spread fairly violently, his body fairly swollen with corrupted mass. He had grown fairly fat, his limbs extended to the side as they struggled to hold the weight despite their increased muscle mass and length. Just when it seemed that he was nearly completely overcome with his orbs darkening he reared up, letting out a sudden hissing roar before a mass of light smoke emerged from his mouth and silenced him, his body gradually slowing down. The smoke took a very light form soon after, changing into the Spirit with its arms outstretched towards T’charrl. It knew it couldn’t do much inside him anymore and instead had to try and visually stimulate him, even if he had never seen the Spirit before, “Stop! Don’t let him win!” it spoke up, looking around before it gathered what energy it could in a single claw before firing it into T’charrl’s maw, causing him to fall back to the floor with a thump, “Your friends, remember your friends? I can’t help much longer like this…”
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Viral couldn’t do anything about his pain, but all it was only a little bit worse than what it was previously. It wasn’t just at certain parts of his body, but instead it was everywhere and not exactly in the realm of proper control when the pills weren’t doing much anymore. He was still going to carry on and not let this get him down, especially when Yumi had a knack for telling when he wasn’t particularly happy even when he didn’t show it off. It was such a pain, especially the horns with their heavier nature and his not so hard a head in this form; they weren’t so bad when he was regular, they were smaller and not as prominent, but when transformed no matter what form it seemed they were going to be at their maximum size. Waiting for the elevator to arrive he gave a little glance to Yumi when she decided to try and get more out of him, still not particularly happy to answer her question, “I don’t need to tell you…I don’t want to tell you”, he spoke lowly, holding onto the edge of the elevator as he stepped in just to stay upright, leaning against the wall, “We were working on alternative methods…just normal things, no big deal! Still trying to figure it out…only just got the talking thing down…”
T’charrl was quickly losing it but there wasn’t much he could do when it felt his own body wanted to destroy him. There had to be a way to stop it but he was quickly losing it. Hissing and straining he moved his mutated arms around in front of him, trying to grasp at the orbs to ease the twisted energy but as it flowed into the orb into his head his eyes went wide, glowing a fierce purple. Soon he was snarling, his mind being pushed away for a more maddened mind-set. Straining, trying to stay in the right mind was impossible as he soon turned to quickly drooling poisonous saliva as his head started warping with his swelling body. The growths on his head were warping into large bony horn structures with large holes around his already large eyes giving them a void-like appearance with the glowing purple being projected, his mouth opening wide as his already large teeth grew even larger with a heavy jaw to carry them all in. He was looking more like a skeleton around his face and was growing into some twisted version of his largest form, spikes growing large out of his body and orbs appearing in random areas with the features he obtained becoming ever larger. As the weight of his body increased his limbs quickly gave in, his claws scratching on the floor in a desperate attempt to get back up.
Shu didn’t question his friend at all, knowing everyone who liked him was good on the inside. T’charrl liked him and they hanged out a lot, meaning he was good at heart. It didn’t matter how he looked, he knew that wasn’t an option when it came to himself especially, but Takeshi really did take his appearance to heart sometimes. Maybe it was just going to be one of those things; it wasn’t as if fears were an easy thing to get over and he knew that. Looking to Takeshi he gave a quick nod, feeling pretty confident that maybe they’ll be able to eventually, “Uh huh, mmmmaybe”, he spoke through the apple, looking down at the fruit, “Me fffeel be’er, so he do too? Can d’ry…” It wouldn’t be too hard feeding T’charrl up with lots of food to see if he’ll find the power to transform back, maybe even fill up all the orbs too with energy so they can get their wish faster. He didn’t want to take advantage of their friend though, so they had to be careful with him too. Staring at the door he tried to listen into it when Takeshi called into the room, not hearing anything that could be regarded as an answer, “…I don’ fink he in…”
T’charrl was quickly losing it but there wasn’t much he could do when it felt his own body wanted to destroy him. There had to be a way to stop it but he was quickly losing it. Hissing and straining he moved his mutated arms around in front of him, trying to grasp at the orbs to ease the twisted energy but as it flowed into the orb into his head his eyes went wide, glowing a fierce purple. Soon he was snarling, his mind being pushed away for a more maddened mind-set. Straining, trying to stay in the right mind was impossible as he soon turned to quickly drooling poisonous saliva as his head started warping with his swelling body. The growths on his head were warping into large bony horn structures with large holes around his already large eyes giving them a void-like appearance with the glowing purple being projected, his mouth opening wide as his already large teeth grew even larger with a heavy jaw to carry them all in. He was looking more like a skeleton around his face and was growing into some twisted version of his largest form, spikes growing large out of his body and orbs appearing in random areas with the features he obtained becoming ever larger. As the weight of his body increased his limbs quickly gave in, his claws scratching on the floor in a desperate attempt to get back up.
Shu didn’t question his friend at all, knowing everyone who liked him was good on the inside. T’charrl liked him and they hanged out a lot, meaning he was good at heart. It didn’t matter how he looked, he knew that wasn’t an option when it came to himself especially, but Takeshi really did take his appearance to heart sometimes. Maybe it was just going to be one of those things; it wasn’t as if fears were an easy thing to get over and he knew that. Looking to Takeshi he gave a quick nod, feeling pretty confident that maybe they’ll be able to eventually, “Uh huh, mmmmaybe”, he spoke through the apple, looking down at the fruit, “Me fffeel be’er, so he do too? Can d’ry…” It wouldn’t be too hard feeding T’charrl up with lots of food to see if he’ll find the power to transform back, maybe even fill up all the orbs too with energy so they can get their wish faster. He didn’t want to take advantage of their friend though, so they had to be careful with him too. Staring at the door he tried to listen into it when Takeshi called into the room, not hearing anything that could be regarded as an answer, “…I don’ fink he in…”
Viral was not wholly prepared for seeing Vegeta even if he desperately had to, feeling he needed to keep away from him and let him not find out until much later. There was several reasons for this and Viral was not willing to say, namely involving Vegeta and his inability to get proper sleep when needed. To go to Vegeta just now would mean further worries for him and a lack of sleep too. He could handle the extra pain and struggle, it wasn’t a big deal and it wasn’t as if he hadn’t felt worse before. He didn’t want Yumi to feel guilty for getting him to train, it wasn’t as if he didn’t want to himself and probably would had eventually anyway with or without her. Keeping his head fairly low he looked over to her slightly, “I would prefer it…if my hinting wasn’t enough”, he spoke, looking away again, “If I still haven’t changed back by the time Vegeta checks on me, just say it was spontaneous…because it kind of was”. Even though it was the worst option when telling Vegeta what happened, he would rather Yumi didn’t get in trouble for something she couldn’t control. It was his own lack of control that had him set off on her like that and he deeply regretted it. Standing up fully again once he arrived at the elevator he let out a sigh, his ears twitching a little before he looked down at Yumi, looking embarrassed for a second before he looked away, “I’ll change back eventually! I’m not saying how…but I will eventually!”
The corruption was taking hold of him very quickly compared to before, becoming a lot more aggressive and determined. T’charrl didn’t know what to do other than what he thought was right, but it wasn’t working so well. Dropping down onto all his hands he tried to find the source of the corruption fast, hoping it wasn’t something he was actually picking up. Even in his pain there was something, sure not too far away. There was definitely negative energy, but the last time was because there was a great build-up of it. Maybe that kid had caused that accidentally, but unless there was someone else who was close by who was giving off fearful energy during his delicate time. Maybe that was the secret to some metamorphosis and how it must had been feared because everytime it happened the changed Kaesstrian would be a monster because of the projected emotions. The spirit inside was trying to help him but there was little that could be done, his only chance would be to find the one causing the corruption and stop the negative emotion or find balance. Turning towards the door he tried to get up but he was very quickly being taken over by it again, his body groaning as the corrupted muscle spread and began to massively bulk up his primary arms in a grotesque fashion with large glowing orbs forcing their way through his skin with spines that were becoming much more prominent. He was looking like the shadow of the mutated General only a lot worse, probably what might have happened to the General if he didn’t stop him.
Shu would like to eat the apple, but with his arms full of fruit it was a little difficult to do so when he had no free movement of his hands. Staring up at Takeshi he felt a little confused, staring at him curiously, “Ooh! Frien’ awways good! Deep down”, he spoke, wanting to make the gesture but was unable to. Even if T’charrl was scary at the start he seemed to have a tighter grip on his mind with each change, but then again if he managed to change back maybe he might lose that grip. It was a curious thought and if what Takeshi said was true then they would be in a lot of trouble, but then again he seemed to be fine when they were in the desert. Following after Takeshi in a hurry he squeaked a little as he bounced along, looking to him when he finally stopped, “Okay! Iffffbad, we fffind him quick! Okay? Yes pwease…”
The corruption was taking hold of him very quickly compared to before, becoming a lot more aggressive and determined. T’charrl didn’t know what to do other than what he thought was right, but it wasn’t working so well. Dropping down onto all his hands he tried to find the source of the corruption fast, hoping it wasn’t something he was actually picking up. Even in his pain there was something, sure not too far away. There was definitely negative energy, but the last time was because there was a great build-up of it. Maybe that kid had caused that accidentally, but unless there was someone else who was close by who was giving off fearful energy during his delicate time. Maybe that was the secret to some metamorphosis and how it must had been feared because everytime it happened the changed Kaesstrian would be a monster because of the projected emotions. The spirit inside was trying to help him but there was little that could be done, his only chance would be to find the one causing the corruption and stop the negative emotion or find balance. Turning towards the door he tried to get up but he was very quickly being taken over by it again, his body groaning as the corrupted muscle spread and began to massively bulk up his primary arms in a grotesque fashion with large glowing orbs forcing their way through his skin with spines that were becoming much more prominent. He was looking like the shadow of the mutated General only a lot worse, probably what might have happened to the General if he didn’t stop him.
Shu would like to eat the apple, but with his arms full of fruit it was a little difficult to do so when he had no free movement of his hands. Staring up at Takeshi he felt a little confused, staring at him curiously, “Ooh! Frien’ awways good! Deep down”, he spoke, wanting to make the gesture but was unable to. Even if T’charrl was scary at the start he seemed to have a tighter grip on his mind with each change, but then again if he managed to change back maybe he might lose that grip. It was a curious thought and if what Takeshi said was true then they would be in a lot of trouble, but then again he seemed to be fine when they were in the desert. Following after Takeshi in a hurry he squeaked a little as he bounced along, looking to him when he finally stopped, “Okay! Iffffbad, we fffind him quick! Okay? Yes pwease…”
Despite having his control back and ability to think a little clearer Viral was still having trouble with a few aspects that this form seemed to carry, namely when it came to doors. Apparently he had managed to really destroy the door and elevator panel when he was first changing into this creature so it wasn’t as if he’d be able to when he had some sense in the matter too. Growling when he had barely accomplished anything with this panel he looked to Yumi who decided to help him out with it, opening the door for him to head on out. It was a rather sorry state of affairs he was in, but he could hopefully get over it once he was a lot better. He was still very pessimistic about his outcome, he didn’t think he’d be living all that much longer if this was going to be the norm, especially if he didn’t know how he was supposed to find his senses again once his powers went out of whack again. Dropping to all fours again he grumbled as he exited the room, heading up towards the elevator with little grace in his steps, “If I can nap…I doubt it”, he spoke, feeling pretty moody still, “Anything? A steak…but I’m not allowed that. I don’t know if I can be left alone. I am a danger to everyone right now. I’d rather Vegeta didn’t come into my room and I ended up tearing his face off…”
T’charrl was definitely trying as well to stop the corruption, but it was way too much for just him and the spirit within. If only he didn’t take in all that energy from that man, if he had some control then maybe he might had been able to prevent that. There was no use wishing it never happened, all that mattered was that it happened and he would need to combat it if he could. He was shaking with fear mostly as he could feel his emotions become ever more aggressive, his desire for power becoming a real problem at this point. He had to remember he had friends and a family he cared for, but as the corrupted energy began to swirl in his orbs he was hastily running out of time. Keeping his claws to his head his other pair supported his weight, his body twitching before large bony spikes forced their way out of his shoulders which bulked up grotesquely with corrupted energy. It was all horribly painful but all he could do was try and stop its advancement, trying to keep his mind on his family and friends before he lost himself to the evil corruption.
Shu didn’t think he had done anything wrong and was just getting a snack, knowing where they were now thanks to Takeshi. He was fairly confident he’d be able to take some fruit whenever possible if they had enough and not be caught, but for now he was going to take what he wanted without worrying about being caught when it was all done in plain sight. Shaking his head he walked on out, bouncing after Takeshi as they made their way along the ship, “Af don’ know where frien’ was going”, he spoke up, or at least tried to with the apple in his mouth, “He go out! Aw I know”. Their friend would be somewhere since it was highly unlikely he would disappear off the ship, not unless he knew how to travel to the Otherworld through those portals of his too. That would be scary, knowing he could disappear into that place and possibly not return. He didn’t know how his abilities worked, but either way they were definitely useful to him and others. Looking up to Takeshi when he got an idea about T’charrl he tilted his head, finding it to be a pretty odd decision, “Uh huh, maybe! Can try”, he spoke simply, not wanting to question it too much or he might start drooling, “No bad, onry for you! You no rike big frien’”.
T’charrl was definitely trying as well to stop the corruption, but it was way too much for just him and the spirit within. If only he didn’t take in all that energy from that man, if he had some control then maybe he might had been able to prevent that. There was no use wishing it never happened, all that mattered was that it happened and he would need to combat it if he could. He was shaking with fear mostly as he could feel his emotions become ever more aggressive, his desire for power becoming a real problem at this point. He had to remember he had friends and a family he cared for, but as the corrupted energy began to swirl in his orbs he was hastily running out of time. Keeping his claws to his head his other pair supported his weight, his body twitching before large bony spikes forced their way out of his shoulders which bulked up grotesquely with corrupted energy. It was all horribly painful but all he could do was try and stop its advancement, trying to keep his mind on his family and friends before he lost himself to the evil corruption.
Shu didn’t think he had done anything wrong and was just getting a snack, knowing where they were now thanks to Takeshi. He was fairly confident he’d be able to take some fruit whenever possible if they had enough and not be caught, but for now he was going to take what he wanted without worrying about being caught when it was all done in plain sight. Shaking his head he walked on out, bouncing after Takeshi as they made their way along the ship, “Af don’ know where frien’ was going”, he spoke up, or at least tried to with the apple in his mouth, “He go out! Aw I know”. Their friend would be somewhere since it was highly unlikely he would disappear off the ship, not unless he knew how to travel to the Otherworld through those portals of his too. That would be scary, knowing he could disappear into that place and possibly not return. He didn’t know how his abilities worked, but either way they were definitely useful to him and others. Looking up to Takeshi when he got an idea about T’charrl he tilted his head, finding it to be a pretty odd decision, “Uh huh, maybe! Can try”, he spoke simply, not wanting to question it too much or he might start drooling, “No bad, onry for you! You no rike big frien’”.
Viral should had been more careful and now all he was going to get punished, training being a definite forbidden sport for him to partake in until he’s better. He was quite alright training right up until a certain point for some reason, his mind completely overwhelmed and everything was suddenly gone from his senses. He wished he could remember what happened but it was too difficult right now, especially when he was in constant pain. It wasn’t her fault, she didn’t know any better while he did and as a result he nearly sliced her right open. She was put in danger just from getting close to him. Feeling annoyed at himself and what he did he slowly stood up again to reach the lock on the door, finding it a little difficult to use when he had big paws. “I don’t want to see Vegeta”, he grumbled, not wanting to disturb him mainly, “He’d be furious. I just…want to go to my room…”
T’charrl felt like he could sleep, but that would be pretty dangerous given the circumstances. He was still forming and sleeping would mean getting startled and possibly hurting himself even more than he might. His skin was still hardening up and his fur was still forming patterns, the hardened mass on his back now disguised by fur. If it wasn’t for his orbs he probably looked like some sort of weremoth to some. He just needed to hold out a little bit longer to be out of the danger zone, but he was finding that to be a lot more difficult when there was nothing but silence around him. Last time there was that kid to talk to him and keep his mind off it, but he was all alone this time. Slowly moving his arms around he tried to push his body off the floor, trying to gain strength in his legs so that he may support his new weight and try to concentrate on that instead. He was able to hold himself up and even with his shape he was no bigger than a Narbu and not wide enough to not be able to fit through a door. Hissing, he strained his body to try and keep up, taking a step forward before he bent forward and held his head as his body shook, letting out a nasty snarl.
Shu didn’t know if they had to go all the way up to find their friend or all the way down, knowing they found him once in a large empty room. If they went all the way up to his room and found him there then it meant he really was tired, but if he wasn’t there then that meant he had retreated to transform again. He worried about his friend sometimes; that General guy really messed him up and his body was doing all sorts of things to him that couldn’t be at all pleasant. He was somewhat glad that he wasn’t like that or that his father hadn’t gone far enough to do that to him, feeling pretty sure he would be unable to handle it like his strong willed friend. Wandering over to Takeshi he looked up at him, staring at him for a second before shaking his head in denial that he had stolen anything. If he wanted an apple and it was just lying there then it was his now so that wasn’t exactly stealing. Looking to the door he bounced out of it once he could, watching Takeshi as he wandered out before looking up and down the corridor. Whatever way they went was for Takeshi to decide, feeling that he didn’t know where his friend might be.
T’charrl felt like he could sleep, but that would be pretty dangerous given the circumstances. He was still forming and sleeping would mean getting startled and possibly hurting himself even more than he might. His skin was still hardening up and his fur was still forming patterns, the hardened mass on his back now disguised by fur. If it wasn’t for his orbs he probably looked like some sort of weremoth to some. He just needed to hold out a little bit longer to be out of the danger zone, but he was finding that to be a lot more difficult when there was nothing but silence around him. Last time there was that kid to talk to him and keep his mind off it, but he was all alone this time. Slowly moving his arms around he tried to push his body off the floor, trying to gain strength in his legs so that he may support his new weight and try to concentrate on that instead. He was able to hold himself up and even with his shape he was no bigger than a Narbu and not wide enough to not be able to fit through a door. Hissing, he strained his body to try and keep up, taking a step forward before he bent forward and held his head as his body shook, letting out a nasty snarl.
Shu didn’t know if they had to go all the way up to find their friend or all the way down, knowing they found him once in a large empty room. If they went all the way up to his room and found him there then it meant he really was tired, but if he wasn’t there then that meant he had retreated to transform again. He worried about his friend sometimes; that General guy really messed him up and his body was doing all sorts of things to him that couldn’t be at all pleasant. He was somewhat glad that he wasn’t like that or that his father hadn’t gone far enough to do that to him, feeling pretty sure he would be unable to handle it like his strong willed friend. Wandering over to Takeshi he looked up at him, staring at him for a second before shaking his head in denial that he had stolen anything. If he wanted an apple and it was just lying there then it was his now so that wasn’t exactly stealing. Looking to the door he bounced out of it once he could, watching Takeshi as he wandered out before looking up and down the corridor. Whatever way they went was for Takeshi to decide, feeling that he didn’t know where his friend might be.
Viral had a pretty big worry that he wasn’t going to be able to keep a clear mind if he was like this and in this sort of pain, it wasn’t as if he had a real clue to how he was supposed to change back while he was feeling like this. Vegeta would probably have to take away his energy again if as a form of punishment as well to stop him from disobeying him, but whether he would be that annoyed to do that was the question. It shouldn’t be that hard to change back; once his energy had calmed down he should be able to no problem, but whether it was possible when it was going completely overboard right now was to be questioned. Every spark that came off him caused some form of pain in the form of a static twitch, making it difficult to focus. He was confused to how he managed to come out of that mania; he thought he was gone for sure and yet something helped him get through and find his mind again. Holding his head painfully he stared down at his paw, still trying to find focus before slowly looking to Yumi. She had no reason to say any of that, it was him who should had known better and warned her that it was going to be a bad idea, “I’m not mad at you…” he muttered, letting out an annoyed sigh, “I was told not to, I was given an order…even if it was you. I should had known better…” He needed to get out of here above all things, knowing if he was found down here he’d get into a lot of trouble. Groaning as he tried to find balance he slowly stood up on all fours, walking off towards the door with difficulty. It was hard enough to move when he was in pain, but to have heavy horns and large fins made balancing pretty difficult as his head was forced to droop towards the floor.
T’charrl’s sugar consumption was much higher than it was usually because of everything that had happened, his need to refuel after so much trauma being pretty high. It was barely a fraction of their sugar storage luckily for him so he wouldn’t get in trouble for it. While he was also comfort eating to remain calm and keep away corruption he could still feel his legs near give way because he was so low on energy with the threat that he may end up changing once more into his mutated form. Shoving a bag of sugar down his throat he soon backed off, the feeling of his wings coming through now becoming more noticeable. These were much different to how they usually felt; for one they felt like limbs rather than just large structures, his ability to bend them already in place. As the patterns soon began to form the wings formed spines all the way along the top, the shape of the wings appearing more exotic than before too to go along with the spines. Feeling fairly exhausted he could only hope nothing else was going to happen, the possibility of more still remaining high as the orbs had yet to settle. He could feel the spirit inside him at this point trying to help in whatever way it could, but the mutations still ran pretty deep and the General’s corrupt energy still ran strong, he just didn’t have the energy to stop it beyond the spirit helping him keep it at bay.
Shu felt that he might be able to do it a lot better if he was given a little more time, but Takeshi seemed pretty determined to keep him going and lead him along before they ended up spending forever here. Staring at Takeshi he frowned a little, giving his head a little shake, “I don’t want to learn things and find they are bad things, though”, he spoke, shaking his hands to try to dry them before using his top, “I don’t want to accidentally hurt someone with words too!” Saying bad things after hearing and seeing them was probably what would get him into trouble in the end, especially get Takeshi into trouble if Yumi heard him say anything he heard before. “Maybe he did…but where would he go so quick? His room?” he asked up, bouncing off his tail after Takeshi took the sponge from him, “Get some fruit? Okay! He likes a lot too”. Jumping along through the kitchen he went to search for the fruit, having a look around at first before checking in the storage. There was a whole walk in cupboard with lots of fresher stuff just sitting out as if stocked before and sure enough there was fruit. Bouncing on in he went straight for the fruit, gathering a bunch on his arms as well as taking an apple for himself, biting into it to carry it. Feeling pretty satisfied he bounced on out, closing the door behind him using his tail.
T’charrl’s sugar consumption was much higher than it was usually because of everything that had happened, his need to refuel after so much trauma being pretty high. It was barely a fraction of their sugar storage luckily for him so he wouldn’t get in trouble for it. While he was also comfort eating to remain calm and keep away corruption he could still feel his legs near give way because he was so low on energy with the threat that he may end up changing once more into his mutated form. Shoving a bag of sugar down his throat he soon backed off, the feeling of his wings coming through now becoming more noticeable. These were much different to how they usually felt; for one they felt like limbs rather than just large structures, his ability to bend them already in place. As the patterns soon began to form the wings formed spines all the way along the top, the shape of the wings appearing more exotic than before too to go along with the spines. Feeling fairly exhausted he could only hope nothing else was going to happen, the possibility of more still remaining high as the orbs had yet to settle. He could feel the spirit inside him at this point trying to help in whatever way it could, but the mutations still ran pretty deep and the General’s corrupt energy still ran strong, he just didn’t have the energy to stop it beyond the spirit helping him keep it at bay.
Shu felt that he might be able to do it a lot better if he was given a little more time, but Takeshi seemed pretty determined to keep him going and lead him along before they ended up spending forever here. Staring at Takeshi he frowned a little, giving his head a little shake, “I don’t want to learn things and find they are bad things, though”, he spoke, shaking his hands to try to dry them before using his top, “I don’t want to accidentally hurt someone with words too!” Saying bad things after hearing and seeing them was probably what would get him into trouble in the end, especially get Takeshi into trouble if Yumi heard him say anything he heard before. “Maybe he did…but where would he go so quick? His room?” he asked up, bouncing off his tail after Takeshi took the sponge from him, “Get some fruit? Okay! He likes a lot too”. Jumping along through the kitchen he went to search for the fruit, having a look around at first before checking in the storage. There was a whole walk in cupboard with lots of fresher stuff just sitting out as if stocked before and sure enough there was fruit. Bouncing on in he went straight for the fruit, gathering a bunch on his arms as well as taking an apple for himself, biting into it to carry it. Feeling pretty satisfied he bounced on out, closing the door behind him using his tail.
Viral was slowly coming back to his senses, his whole world coming back into motion as he was brought back into the realms of consciousness. He didn’t know what he had been doing, his mind had gone off on its own and he was left confused to where he was and what was happening now. Letting out a groan as Yumi mumbled away he grabbed hold of his head, slowly bending forward before eventually sitting down as his eyes came back into focus. She was definitely there but her voice was giving him a headache, or rather an even worse headache than he had before. She was not exactly helping by speaking at the moment, but it wasn’t as if he could tell her off when he was only finding his mind again. Looking back at her he found it slightly easier to focus now that everything seemed to calm down, his energy still sparking off a few times but it just seemed to be leaking but it was nothing alarming. He was soon realising what had happened and could only be left confused by it, not feeling entirely aware to how he managed to transform. He shouldn’t had gone through with this session, all he had managed to do was scare Yumi and endanger her greatly. Feeling the pains of the transformation now and be able to fill his head with rational thoughts he was willing to think through the madness and actually give her a response, “I…am sorry…” he hissed, “I disobeyed him…and put you in danger…”
T’charrl felt like he was floating on a cloud, his body completely numbed and his mind misty. He wasn’t fully aware of what he was or how he looked, he had only been aware of what was happening to him from what he could see and feel. He was feeling drained and was probably not entirely well in the head to be trying to think through everything. He felt he had more mobility if anything, even if he was probably rivalling the size of a Narbu while looking more like a beast. Slowly he was coming back to his senses, his eyes opening up again with a bright glow. His insides were still changing and his muscles strengthening, but he was still able to move as his eyes immediately went to the boxes. He had one instinct to consume energy right now and the sugar he collected was his main source even if it brought him no nutrition. Slowly pushing his mass of a body up off the floor he turned towards the boxes, his claws reaching out and snatching one up, taking it close to his maw and yanking it open with his teeth before consuming the contents inside. His previous wings were all but gone at this point, but as he consumed the sugar bags there were a few growths forming on the mass on his back as his wings got ready to sprout or at least they should be new wings.
Shu didn’t know how he was supposed to get the rest of the grime off, his eyes staring down at the plate before he looked to his brother, “Ooh, she still no like you teaching me bad things…” Shu knew there were certain things Yumi didn’t want him to know when he was supposed to be the innocent pure one, not anything like Takeshi. The teaching of washing up was another distraction altogether and something Yumi probably wouldn’t want him to go near, probably because he’d break something if these plates weren’t made for handling warriors. Staring down at it he quizzed over what he was supposed to do about the grime only for Takeshi to start helping him, moving his hands into the right position to clean the plate. Staring at his hands he tilted his head a little, his eyes soon going to Takeshi again when he removed the plate from him, “Maybe, wouldn’t want him getting fright if he isn’t feeling well”, he spoke, lowering his head a little, “We should, yeah. I hope he’s okay…I hope fruit makes him happy! If he was hungry then he should have come with us…”
T’charrl felt like he was floating on a cloud, his body completely numbed and his mind misty. He wasn’t fully aware of what he was or how he looked, he had only been aware of what was happening to him from what he could see and feel. He was feeling drained and was probably not entirely well in the head to be trying to think through everything. He felt he had more mobility if anything, even if he was probably rivalling the size of a Narbu while looking more like a beast. Slowly he was coming back to his senses, his eyes opening up again with a bright glow. His insides were still changing and his muscles strengthening, but he was still able to move as his eyes immediately went to the boxes. He had one instinct to consume energy right now and the sugar he collected was his main source even if it brought him no nutrition. Slowly pushing his mass of a body up off the floor he turned towards the boxes, his claws reaching out and snatching one up, taking it close to his maw and yanking it open with his teeth before consuming the contents inside. His previous wings were all but gone at this point, but as he consumed the sugar bags there were a few growths forming on the mass on his back as his wings got ready to sprout or at least they should be new wings.
Shu didn’t know how he was supposed to get the rest of the grime off, his eyes staring down at the plate before he looked to his brother, “Ooh, she still no like you teaching me bad things…” Shu knew there were certain things Yumi didn’t want him to know when he was supposed to be the innocent pure one, not anything like Takeshi. The teaching of washing up was another distraction altogether and something Yumi probably wouldn’t want him to go near, probably because he’d break something if these plates weren’t made for handling warriors. Staring down at it he quizzed over what he was supposed to do about the grime only for Takeshi to start helping him, moving his hands into the right position to clean the plate. Staring at his hands he tilted his head a little, his eyes soon going to Takeshi again when he removed the plate from him, “Maybe, wouldn’t want him getting fright if he isn’t feeling well”, he spoke, lowering his head a little, “We should, yeah. I hope he’s okay…I hope fruit makes him happy! If he was hungry then he should have come with us…”
Viral felt confused and unable to understand what he was feeling, especially when it was such a sudden feeling of calm taking over him. The burning in his head was beginning to die down and his mind was clearing up if slightly, even if the pain remained. Groaning at his own misfortune his ears twitched when Yumi spoke up, his eyes slowly looking up to Yumi. His pupils were still sharp but were gradually trying to focus, Yumi’s calming tone getting through to him where panic could not. Trying to find reason again he took in deep breaths, still holding his head as he looked away. It was as if he was trying to find reason behind all of this, trying to understand what was happening. Growling lowly he looked up at her again, his eyes trying to focus on her and see passed his crippling power.
T’charrl’s orbs were fully lit with powerful energy, his body practically leaking it as it altered him on the inside. Slowly trying to move away from his current place his body soon creaked and groaned, his head clouding up. Finding it hard to breathe his secondary paws slowly moved to his chest, his claws reaching out towards the orb as it pulsated with power before releasing the energy into his body in sharp bursts, signalling the start of his metamorphosis. Gasping as his whole body began to glow lightly he was soon feeling his body expand as his mind threatened to explode. Despite his struggles for the norm his body was going in the opposite direction as his shoulders and collarbone widened with muscle at first before thick course fur grew wildly like a massive mane, his spine managing to swell beyond his frame and force out some four large long flexible spines. He would had screamed if he could, he didn’t want to turn into even more of a monster and yet that was happening. Finding it hard to do anything about his changes he could only forward it, trying to force it out faster by concentrating on it. As his abdomen lost a bit of weight around his stomach his back grew more rounded, his fur continuing to disappear from the increasing bulge and making way for hardened layered skin with the spines on top.
He probably could die if something like this was interrupted so he was glad that it didn’t happen spontaneously in a fight, but even then it was frightening over what he was becoming. With a huge furry and bony mass sticking out of his back his body couldn’t hold the weight up any longer, his legs bending and shaking as he struggled. He was not given a break; his lower abdomen was growing out largely too with tail-like movement, large bony spines forming all along down it deceptively covered up with patterned fur. Struggling to keep up his legs gave in completely, his body dropping but luckily he was soon compensated as his legs strengthened and his feet widened at the base. His legs were certainly furry giving the illusion of clothing, the ends dragging on the floor behind him. Silently roaring in motion his secondary arms tensed up his claws pointing out as they very quickly grew longer and more dexterous while his arms lengthened to the point where his claws would drag naturally as he stood, his fur lengthening into a flowing motion as well. As his softer underbelly hardened into muscle a bony structure emerged like ribs forcing their way out of him, the ribs meeting with the mass on his back. Raising his main arms up above his head he stared up at them, his eyes maddened as he watched his arms lengthen and fatten up, a horrible pain coming from them before spines burst out of them and ran along the outside of his arm. With the blades emerging out of response he lowered them in pain, the blades only growing longer and thicker as they became more established with his new anatomy but unfortunately his claws also grew longer too, turning into knives themselves that he could bend.
Despite the graceful mass of fur growing out of his arms he was left pretty traumatised, his new body hardly anything that he wanted it to be. Looking down at himself for only a moment his head snapped forward, his growl turning into a toothy snarl before he moved his claws to his head, grasping onto it. The orb pulsated like a bad headache, but the headache was worse than he thought as his skull expanded with the orb, his brain increasing in mass much more rapidly than it had before. While his head was growing larger to accommodate his body his brain never expanded like this, a sudden mass of information spilling from the orb into his mind. With the orb looking like a ball sticking out of his head he slowly moved his claws up to it but was interrupted as large horn-like structures grew from his brows and formed along beside the orb, his thickened long antennae shielded by them. So much had changed with him, not even his wings had formed again as they deteriorated to form anew, but as a long horn grew from his snout and his teeth decided to take a more sabre-like route he simply collapsed forward.
Shu didn’t understand a lot that Takeshi said to him and probably wouldn’t get the answers out, especially when he didn’t know he was being insulted, “Ooh! Don’t say that or I’ll ask Yumi what some of the things you say means!” he squeaked, bouncing on his tail a little in response, “Gentle! No bad things…slidey and slippy!” He couldn’t hold the dish very well he soon found out, the way he used his hands not suited for holding a plate nevermind a sponge. His knuckles scraped along the plate too, tilting his head as if thinking it would cause his hand to tilt the right way. He wasn’t very good at holding stuff, his knuckles were constantly tilted inwards due to growing up using them that way so it was natural for him. Staring at the plate as if checking to see if it was okay he ran it under the water and moved to put it away with the others, dragging soap to it and nodding at his work, “I did it! I think…” he spoke, staring at it curiously. He didn’t get all the dirt off it apparently after looking at it, making him feel a little sad. He was sure he got all of it but maybe the way he held the sponge didn’t help much. Staring at it he soon squeaked when Takeshi spoke up again, looking off to him before shaking his head, “That’s mean! He says he doesn’t sleep as much as we do”, he spoke up, knowing he’d feel guilty for interrupting his rare sleep, “We can still find him, but not scare him if he’s sleeping…I mean, he went away awfully quickly after training so I don’t think he wanted to be up much longer. I hope he’s okay…”
T’charrl’s orbs were fully lit with powerful energy, his body practically leaking it as it altered him on the inside. Slowly trying to move away from his current place his body soon creaked and groaned, his head clouding up. Finding it hard to breathe his secondary paws slowly moved to his chest, his claws reaching out towards the orb as it pulsated with power before releasing the energy into his body in sharp bursts, signalling the start of his metamorphosis. Gasping as his whole body began to glow lightly he was soon feeling his body expand as his mind threatened to explode. Despite his struggles for the norm his body was going in the opposite direction as his shoulders and collarbone widened with muscle at first before thick course fur grew wildly like a massive mane, his spine managing to swell beyond his frame and force out some four large long flexible spines. He would had screamed if he could, he didn’t want to turn into even more of a monster and yet that was happening. Finding it hard to do anything about his changes he could only forward it, trying to force it out faster by concentrating on it. As his abdomen lost a bit of weight around his stomach his back grew more rounded, his fur continuing to disappear from the increasing bulge and making way for hardened layered skin with the spines on top.
He probably could die if something like this was interrupted so he was glad that it didn’t happen spontaneously in a fight, but even then it was frightening over what he was becoming. With a huge furry and bony mass sticking out of his back his body couldn’t hold the weight up any longer, his legs bending and shaking as he struggled. He was not given a break; his lower abdomen was growing out largely too with tail-like movement, large bony spines forming all along down it deceptively covered up with patterned fur. Struggling to keep up his legs gave in completely, his body dropping but luckily he was soon compensated as his legs strengthened and his feet widened at the base. His legs were certainly furry giving the illusion of clothing, the ends dragging on the floor behind him. Silently roaring in motion his secondary arms tensed up his claws pointing out as they very quickly grew longer and more dexterous while his arms lengthened to the point where his claws would drag naturally as he stood, his fur lengthening into a flowing motion as well. As his softer underbelly hardened into muscle a bony structure emerged like ribs forcing their way out of him, the ribs meeting with the mass on his back. Raising his main arms up above his head he stared up at them, his eyes maddened as he watched his arms lengthen and fatten up, a horrible pain coming from them before spines burst out of them and ran along the outside of his arm. With the blades emerging out of response he lowered them in pain, the blades only growing longer and thicker as they became more established with his new anatomy but unfortunately his claws also grew longer too, turning into knives themselves that he could bend.
Despite the graceful mass of fur growing out of his arms he was left pretty traumatised, his new body hardly anything that he wanted it to be. Looking down at himself for only a moment his head snapped forward, his growl turning into a toothy snarl before he moved his claws to his head, grasping onto it. The orb pulsated like a bad headache, but the headache was worse than he thought as his skull expanded with the orb, his brain increasing in mass much more rapidly than it had before. While his head was growing larger to accommodate his body his brain never expanded like this, a sudden mass of information spilling from the orb into his mind. With the orb looking like a ball sticking out of his head he slowly moved his claws up to it but was interrupted as large horn-like structures grew from his brows and formed along beside the orb, his thickened long antennae shielded by them. So much had changed with him, not even his wings had formed again as they deteriorated to form anew, but as a long horn grew from his snout and his teeth decided to take a more sabre-like route he simply collapsed forward.
Shu didn’t understand a lot that Takeshi said to him and probably wouldn’t get the answers out, especially when he didn’t know he was being insulted, “Ooh! Don’t say that or I’ll ask Yumi what some of the things you say means!” he squeaked, bouncing on his tail a little in response, “Gentle! No bad things…slidey and slippy!” He couldn’t hold the dish very well he soon found out, the way he used his hands not suited for holding a plate nevermind a sponge. His knuckles scraped along the plate too, tilting his head as if thinking it would cause his hand to tilt the right way. He wasn’t very good at holding stuff, his knuckles were constantly tilted inwards due to growing up using them that way so it was natural for him. Staring at the plate as if checking to see if it was okay he ran it under the water and moved to put it away with the others, dragging soap to it and nodding at his work, “I did it! I think…” he spoke, staring at it curiously. He didn’t get all the dirt off it apparently after looking at it, making him feel a little sad. He was sure he got all of it but maybe the way he held the sponge didn’t help much. Staring at it he soon squeaked when Takeshi spoke up again, looking off to him before shaking his head, “That’s mean! He says he doesn’t sleep as much as we do”, he spoke up, knowing he’d feel guilty for interrupting his rare sleep, “We can still find him, but not scare him if he’s sleeping…I mean, he went away awfully quickly after training so I don’t think he wanted to be up much longer. I hope he’s okay…”
Viral needed to get a hold of her right now, his paws making quick attempts to snatch her with rapid succession. He didn’t feel the need to claw her apart but instead was trying to desperately take hold of her before she got away again. Jumping to the sides to try and get her, leaping out at her simply made Yumi take to the air instead and out of his reach. Letting out an angry snarl he watched her in the air, chasing after her on the ground and even trying to jump up at her where she moved every time. He didn’t know what was happening and was trying to catch her, but surely enough she was too quick for him in the air and was throwing him off fast. Snarling and hissing when he struggled to find her again he hastily looked around, finally finding her in the corner of the room. Hissing angrily he made his way towards her, his eyes on her at all times before he strangely started to slow down, eventually completely stopping in his run. Huffing and panting his energy died down slightly, buzzing a little but hardly enough to be too hot to come close to him. Letting out a loud groan he moved his paws to his head, slowly rubbing it as he attempted to help ease the overall pain.
T’charrl wasn’t having such an easy time trying to ease his own troubles, the energy concentration instead getting a lot worse. He couldn’t stop it now as much as he tried, already feeling his body tense up and everything feel tight. The energy within was a ferocious animalistic type, hardly the fearful energy from before that made him this or the artificial mutated energy from the General that started all of it. Nevermind worrying about his largest form, but then again his largest form took on the new features of his new forms so whatever happens it was going to appear much more ferocious. He could only keep wishing he was going to finally be settled and find his true form, trying to think of that primarily beyond the fury and powerful energy. Soon he was beginning to hiss and gasp, his body shaking as everything felt like it was squashing him.
Shu wanted to know how this was done if only to feel better about possibly being seen as normal. Slowly raising up on his tail and watching Takeshi his eyes followed his every move, tilting his head when the food was dumped before letting out a sigh, “I still don’t know why you do that…even if you said earlier…” he mumbled, feeling a little lost as to why the food was bad enough to throw away. It didn’t seem too hard to do all of that, just scrape it away, but a lot of the food was also spared, “Is that for later? I hope so”, he spoke up, pointing to it before looking back to the sink. It was an odd ritual to get everything clean, watching as he made sure every bit of food was off while the plate got soaked and bubbly, “Scrubbing? Strange word, funny word…” he spoke, tilting his head the other way as he was offered to try. Bouncing a little closer to the sink he stared into it, picking up a plate and giving a little nod, “O-Okay…I won’t break things either! I’ll be good, I will be”. Making a grab for the sponge he moved the plate over to the tap, letting it sit underneath it before hastily rubbing the sponge against the plate, not quite understanding what he was trying to do.
T’charrl wasn’t having such an easy time trying to ease his own troubles, the energy concentration instead getting a lot worse. He couldn’t stop it now as much as he tried, already feeling his body tense up and everything feel tight. The energy within was a ferocious animalistic type, hardly the fearful energy from before that made him this or the artificial mutated energy from the General that started all of it. Nevermind worrying about his largest form, but then again his largest form took on the new features of his new forms so whatever happens it was going to appear much more ferocious. He could only keep wishing he was going to finally be settled and find his true form, trying to think of that primarily beyond the fury and powerful energy. Soon he was beginning to hiss and gasp, his body shaking as everything felt like it was squashing him.
Shu wanted to know how this was done if only to feel better about possibly being seen as normal. Slowly raising up on his tail and watching Takeshi his eyes followed his every move, tilting his head when the food was dumped before letting out a sigh, “I still don’t know why you do that…even if you said earlier…” he mumbled, feeling a little lost as to why the food was bad enough to throw away. It didn’t seem too hard to do all of that, just scrape it away, but a lot of the food was also spared, “Is that for later? I hope so”, he spoke up, pointing to it before looking back to the sink. It was an odd ritual to get everything clean, watching as he made sure every bit of food was off while the plate got soaked and bubbly, “Scrubbing? Strange word, funny word…” he spoke, tilting his head the other way as he was offered to try. Bouncing a little closer to the sink he stared into it, picking up a plate and giving a little nod, “O-Okay…I won’t break things either! I’ll be good, I will be”. Making a grab for the sponge he moved the plate over to the tap, letting it sit underneath it before hastily rubbing the sponge against the plate, not quite understanding what he was trying to do.
Viral was having a difficult time trying to get her but he was still trying to, throwing his arms around in an attempt to cleave her. He was in a lot of pain and with each spark of energy he felt a sharp pain travel through him. There was a lot of it and he was completely driven mad by it, his determination to get rid of it being linked to trying to get rid of Yumi too. He didn’t know what he was doing and didn’t mean to attack her, but that certainly wasn’t evident with the way he looked as he tried to kill her. Roaring angrily and trying to find some sort of relief he continued to lash out at her, snarling whenever he missed and soon enough was reaching for his head again as Yumi called out to him to stop. He was struggling to contain himself and even if he didn’t recognise Yumi’s form he was soon being brought to a halt from all his lashing out; however, no sooner was he struggling he was soon trying to grab her instead of lash out, his energy running pretty high with his high emotions.
Shu didn’t mind helping, but it wasn’t as if he knew how to properly do it and was just gathering a whole bunch of stuff that he was told to take and brought them into the kitchen. He wasn’t very good at figuring out the best way to gather all this stuff but he was still trying. Waiting around for Takeshi to come into the kitchen he tilted his head when he finally came in, giving a little smile before wandering over to the sink and rising up on his tail to drop everything beside it, “I don’t really know how to wash things”, he spoke, feeling a little confused over how it’s done, “I’m not very good at washing myself apart from jumping in water and going paddle-paddle in it. Is it the same as washing when you wash me?”
Choi had a good snicker over his joke until Kabocha decided to make a comeback too, frowning at his words, “Hey man I ain’t letting that little furball anywhere near me or my food”, he spoke up quickly, shaking his head, “Who knows how many hairs he’d get in it too…” Feeling a little grossed out by that he gave a shake of his head, groaning a little before looking to Kabocha, giving him a wave. It was Choi’s and Kai’s plan to go to have a rest too, feeling pretty tired from all that eating. They had already discussed it even if the others didn’t know, but of course that was their own little thing. “Takeshi! We’re going to our room! Have fun with the dishes!”
Shu didn’t mind helping, but it wasn’t as if he knew how to properly do it and was just gathering a whole bunch of stuff that he was told to take and brought them into the kitchen. He wasn’t very good at figuring out the best way to gather all this stuff but he was still trying. Waiting around for Takeshi to come into the kitchen he tilted his head when he finally came in, giving a little smile before wandering over to the sink and rising up on his tail to drop everything beside it, “I don’t really know how to wash things”, he spoke, feeling a little confused over how it’s done, “I’m not very good at washing myself apart from jumping in water and going paddle-paddle in it. Is it the same as washing when you wash me?”
Choi had a good snicker over his joke until Kabocha decided to make a comeback too, frowning at his words, “Hey man I ain’t letting that little furball anywhere near me or my food”, he spoke up quickly, shaking his head, “Who knows how many hairs he’d get in it too…” Feeling a little grossed out by that he gave a shake of his head, groaning a little before looking to Kabocha, giving him a wave. It was Choi’s and Kai’s plan to go to have a rest too, feeling pretty tired from all that eating. They had already discussed it even if the others didn’t know, but of course that was their own little thing. “Takeshi! We’re going to our room! Have fun with the dishes!”
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