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[thenightmarebegins]

The line between monsters and humanity is... thinner than I assumed.

[Vincent is heading off toward the forest. He walks quickly, with a great deal of intent in his stride, and his expression. It's made a little less dramatic by the fact that he's still mostly covered in pink dye, despite attempts to wash it off. But after the events of the draft, and then coming home to Remnants going crazy, he's still battling with the inner demons. His only consolation is that they're not as powerful in here.]

[Once he reaches the forest, he takes on the form of the Galian Beast, running around in hopes of letting the monster have some release while (he hopes) staying well away from people. Do you bother him anyway? Y/N/MAYBE]

[...And is that a tinge of PINK in the large wolfy beast's fur?]

Comments

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[underthefalls.livejournal.com]

That doesn't sound... [trailing off there. she has NO IDEA what to say.]

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[packedapunch.livejournal.com]

Vincent. Hey.

[Voice]

[unseenspy.livejournal.com]

You could even say that humans are the worst monsters of all.

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[dividebydreams.livejournal.com]

There's rarely much to distinguish abstract concepts like that.

[james-morph.livejournal.com]

[Well, Vincent SMELLS kinda human even if he looks like the creature from the black... something-not-a-lagoon, so James is just kinda chillin' and watching him run about like a beastie curiously]

...You smell kinda familiar.

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[biteoffherhead]

[Well, you've immediately attracted someone's attention. She'll be stalking at a distance to try and assess what she's looking at by smell.]

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[esper-flight.livejournal.com]

[Terra is gliding around the deeper reaches of the forest, a glowing pinkish blur among the trees. Her bouts in this form aren't too long, but it's during one of those that she spots...something up ahead? Going to investigate, cautiously.]