Today I don't feel like doing anything. I just wanna lay in my bed.

[lazywater]

WHO: En Yufuin and everyone
WHAT: A furry icicle
WHEN: Day 1
WHERE: Just outside the city
WARNINGS: One lazy asshole discovering the ability Truant

En is very much aware that something is wrong, especially when he wakes up to chilly winds and expanse of white ice instead of white walls and a warm bed, but he's... not exactly sure what to do with this knowledge. Usually, his response to getting kidnapped is screaming and yelling, as most sane people do, but today his body just refuses to move. It's not that it's unusual for him to loaf around, it's just unusual that he's not reacting to something completely different.

He lays on the ice for maybe about ten minutes- during which he only heard his heart beat once per those minutes... was he dead?- before he feels something bubbling in his gut. It's slow to process, but the brown, fuzzy creature sits up and looks at his paws and reflection in the ice. His loveracet was still there... but everything else...

HAGGHHYYYYHHHAAAAAAAAAHHHHH! WHAT IS THIS?

. . . Ah. There it is.

Comments

[thegunsdonothing]

[It's taken...a lot of deep breathing to get over this. Wandering a plane of ice, holding her arms close to her (thankfully) furry body...if she focuses more on being cold, she can forget about the occasionally drooling mouth on her skull.

...

...Or she can focus on that scream.

Instinct tells her to wait-to stay put and wait for further sound, for anything that could tell her what's going on.

But instinct means that things grow silent-until replaced by the soft, slow crunch of ice beneath her feet, as she comes closer...closer...

...

...Is that a sloth she sees around this icy rock???]

[stoogesofsanfran]

[For some, the abrupt transformation into something else is shocking and confusing. For others, it's Tuesday. For the trio approaching, it seems to be the latter, as all three of them seem more irritated than terrified.]



H-hey, you g-g-g-otta yell?

[The hooded crow that seems to be leading them is talking. And has a hat. And is also shivering with his feathers floofed up hilariously.]



Yeah, we thought there was some kinda monster runnin' around or somethin'.

[Says...the black, humanoid chicken in orange sunglasses. The irony of his statement may or may not be lost on him.]



Hey guys, maybe he's like us. Was you screamin' 'cause you ain't supposed to be some kinda weird animal?

['Weird animal' sort of describes a green rat with a bandage over his nose, right?]