dear_mun | on rereading book 32

You know they never do, though.

...and apparently you're giving my mun a heavy dose of nostalgia.

No, they don't. She's almost done with the next one by now.

Good nostalgia, hopefully. My mun's been a ridiculous mess over rereading these books.

Her childhood

Lady, it's my life.

Yeah, she loved those books growing up. And now she's googling various scenes from them that she liked to remind herself of them. And wondering what would happen if there was a crossover between your world and a world where half the characters change shape regularly anyway, because in her words, 'then you could hold the morph forever, then just use the morph's power to change, then morph back'.

Now that's something. Being able to stay in morph as long as you want without being trapped. [She might be thinking of a certain red-tailed hawk.]

I think I could like this world.

Only if you morph something that can change it's shape. Then again, come to Portland and that's half the people there. We've got rat-people called reinigen, cat people called klaustreich, bear people...pretty much everything. It's kind of a secret, though.

[The main reason he was willing to tell her about it was because he already knew she was a shape-shifter, so figured it wouldn't matter.]

[Bear people? Well that catches her attention. She's practically a bear person herself.]

Portland, huh? Who'd have thought?

I know all about secrets though. My whole life is a secret after all. My name is Rachel. No last name. I can't tell you where I live. Blah, blah, blah.

It kind of makes sense. Portland's pretty weird. I know all about secrets myself, though. I mean, there's a reason I know about the stuff I just told you about. [He paused, considering that.] Of course, I guess it's not as big of a secret. You'd have more to lose if the wrong person found out about yours.

[Sure, if he dropped the charade entirely, any Grimm other than Nick as well as wesen who don't want their kind outed would be lining up for his head, but it wasn't like he had to fear for his life on a regular basis.]

That might be true. Still, secrets are secrets for a reason. [She shrugs] Besides turning into some crazy animal people sounds like almost a big secret as being able to morph into animals.

Though I guess you don't have an alien race trying to enslave humanity, huh?

Yeah, that was the main part that made yours seem a bit bigger.

What happened?

[Someone mentions most mortifying and she's all ears...
But then, literally 4 second later, she realizes that if it was mortifying... she probably shouldn't be asking a stranger to retell it.]

A-actually... wait. Unless it's really bad. Then you probably sh-shouldn't think about it, actually.

[She rolls her eyes.]

It's just really dumb, and kinda embarrassing.

Way long story short, I got split into two extreme halves of my personality. Crazy, violent, psycho nut. And wimpy, valley-girl, cry baby.

Sort of forces a person to look at ones self, you know?

...

Wicked...

[But she understands your pain. She sort of experienced a watered down version of that? A wayyy watered down version. Okay, maybe she couldn't understand your pain.]

I guess, if those are supposed to be your two halves...
Buuut, at least you got put back together, right?

Yeah. It's better being one whole part than two crazy parts, that's for sure.

There was more to it than personality, but it all worked out in the end. And then I wanted to just move on and forget it every happened, but some people can't leave a girl alone.

[She nodded in agreement. Kat couldn't help but wonder what her two halves would have been like. Probably one who slept all day and another who ate all day.]

Sounds like a rollercoaster. Magic's always ruining lives... haha.
Not when it's intentional, obviously... but once, accidentally made a mistake on a potion-- was a hamster for an entire month.

Yeesh. I wouldn't want to be a hamster for that long. Or ever really. I'm not into the whole rodent thing. They're hard to control sometimes, and they're pretty much prey to everything.

I've been a rat, and a shrew, and I'd rather avoid being them again if I have the chance.

On purpose?

[Oh mannnnn. Her expression suddenly turned excited. A magic user maybe? Shapeshifters were a type of witch, right? Sort of?]

Oh man! Can you get anymore hardcore!?
I mean-- yeah, rats and shrews aren't really that cool, but... jeez!
Have you been anything else?

[Well, it's not exactly magic. In fact, it's sorta the opposite. Technology and science.]

Oh sure. I've been plenty of different things. My favorite is a grizzly bear. [And the grin she wears is wicked.]

[[ooc cont: And to be fair I'll also send one of my Jake's Nexus pals over too. Someone much nicer.]]

[A very large and disturbing looking creature would be levitating above the ground, its glowing rune for a head facing you as there are whispers seeming to be coming from it. Unsettling feminine whispers are coming from the Xel'lotath Black Guardian as it seems to be looking right through her.]

Rachel. Rachel Berenson... Animorph.

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What the-- [Insert any not-very-nice word of your choosing here.

That thing, whatever the heck it is, knows her name, it knows the word Animorph, and it doesn't look friendly.]

[No, it's not actually kind towards the human race, as it's even larger than the African elephant. Just looking at it, such a thing without an actual ahead and float without any wings obviously shouldn't possibly exist, but it obviously does.

The Black Guardian, however, is not hasty to do anything such as project a green stream of lightning that not only would hurt, but cause either fear or uneasiness. Or perhaps both.

Instead, it whispers more, its words cryptic.]

Elephant. Grizzly. Bald eagle. Dolphin.

So many forms. So little time... Yes, someone familiar, Rachel reminds us of.

[Great. It's cryptic. She should probably just morph and kick it's ass, but it is kinda huge. And kinda alien. She's content just to give it dirty looks for now.]

God, do I even want to know?

[Does it remind you of any other alien in particular, Rachel? Not that Black Guardian itself knows anything about that...]

Maybe you would want. Maybe you would not.

Should I tell anyway...?

[Xel'lotath loves to play her wicked, wicked games. Black Guardian isn't all that different from her maker. After all, they are psychically connected. What Black Guardian sees, Xel'lotath could also see, if she's tuning in that is.

The creature decides to chide on.]

Would Rachel worry? Would she get mad? Morph and try to do harm? [Eerily, it can snicker like the sinister sound is coming from everywhere at once.]

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[Oh it does remind her of a certain annoying, rotten, alien and her mind immediately leaps to the Drode. She would tear that thing apart if she could. The only thing she possibly hates more than the Drode is Crayak himself.

Rachel, my very faovrite Animorph

Even the memory of it's mocking tone makes her stomach turn.

But this isn't the Drode, it's something else. Something else entirely and she doesn't like it.

One of Crayak's creatures, I presume. You bet I'll get mad.

[She got the grizzly pictured in her mind, but she doesn't start morphing, not yet.]

[There's more of that creepy snickering.]

Oh, Xena. Warrior Rachel. Our creator isn't the owner of an immense red eye. Her eye is actually green...

[Once more, it speaks like it's looking through her.]

Changing forms. Clawing. Biting. Try you might, but your attacks will not harm me.

[Not Crayak. Not the Ellimist either. Well that's no good. Some unknown threat. Some unknown omniscient threat at that. She didn't like it one bit.]

Look, obviously you know everything there is to know about me. So instead of showing off your knowledge about me, why don't you tell me about yourself!?

[Ohhh getting her angry may as well be the start of an actual game Xel'lotath would love to play. Xelly is beginning feeling that soft telepathic enabling from her Black Guadian. It's starting to distract her from current interests.]

What would you like to know? How much would you like to know?

Will that mind of yours stay protected...from madness?

[Yep, Black Guardian's taunting Rachel. Enticing her to try and do something.]

Mortifying? That must be really serious. Coping through canon review, I'm assuming...?

[For some reason, this girl's not on about discovering the biggest zit on her face. Mari wouldn't know why beyond the general feeling of having a hunch...]

My mun for some reason thinks it would be a good idea for me to talk to you. That must mean she knows you. [Fine. Sure. She'll learn on her own who this is, and will pass on putting up with her Mun being coy and annoying about it.]

I don't know if you'd call it coping. The canon review is only getting worse the father we go. [After all, after being chopped in half, the next one was about Tobias getting tortured. More not fun experiences to relive.]

But definitely mortifying. Getting split into two personality extremes is never really my idea of fun. I don't like to think I'm either one of those things, but I guess I'm both?

Wait. What? [Yeah, that gets a few shocked blinks from her.] That had to be crazy... Possibly the most unusual and crazy way of discovering yourself.

And it gets worse? Geez, that kinda comes close to how my life's been. [Well damn, it's no wonder...]

Tell me about it.

We should start a club. Crazy Lives Anonymous. We can trade stories about all the insane shenanigans we managed to live through. [If you manage to live through them.]

Crazy and Complicated Lives Anonymous. I'll be sure to invite all my friends. We've all been through loads, for a long time.

[Oh she managed to survive through it all, with sanity still in tact thanks to those friends that are also family for her. There were a few near-death experiences. That first one being the most memorable, and suckiest.]

[She pauses a second.] And I remember they've all been through crazy stuff way before I met them.

Yeah, me and my friends have been through a lot. Our lives were perfectly normal before. The weirdest thing in my life before, was my parents were divorced.

Otherwise I was just your normal mall rat, with the tree-hugging best friend, and the athletic cousin with the annoying best friend. And the weird tag-along.

Typical middle school stuff.

Crazy and Complicated Anonymous, is for sure. [She's more or less dating a boy trapped as a red-tailed hawk after all. It doesn't get much more complicated than that.]

[On Mari's end, she's dated someone that came from a world she used to know as a video game. That's so old news now. Gaia is indeed real, and she found that out through getting to know and become so close to a number of these people who had once lived there. They're all part of this family she's had, since she was first separated from her mom and dad, relatives, and friends.]

[Something about what she's saying makes Mari feel like this is familiar, but she can't quite wrap her mind around it.]

I think nine years ago was when my life changed forever. Before that, I had an almost perfect life. Simple. Normal. Peaceful. Nothing dangerous.

[A second long pause as there's a little sad smile.] That must have been rough, when your parents got divorced. But they're okay though, right? [Both of hers have passed away. Hurts so much to even think about them.]

Yeah. Dad lives out of state, but he comes to visit whenever he can. [She shrugs. It's been hard, yeah. Mostly on her younger sisters, and mostly when her dad moved. It wasn't so bad before that. At least they weren't fighting anymore.

It's everything else. Thinking about the divorce is just another complication in her life, and it seems so trivial compared to the rest of it. The invasion, the fight, her friends.]

My life probably got weird around a year ago or so. Hard to keep track. [It's said with a shrug, but that's a lie. It's plenty easy to keep track. It's not like she forgot when Elfangor landed, and her life changed forever.]. Alien invasion and all. Crazy stuff.

Bad aliens, huh? Dang, that sucks... [Okay, something is definitely nagging at her. Middle school kids, the girl's description of all her friends, and that she's a mall rat.

Something just clicked, as Mari looks at her, double-taking in her head. But she'd better ask something to know to be absolutely certain this is who she really thinks this is...]

That's good, that you still have your family, while goin' though this.

Are these aliens parasitic?

on rereading book 32

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AU Jake's mun here... I'm terrible to even consider this! ^^;;

oh god...

Jake's fought some of the smaller ones in Xelly's nasty creature variety.

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This would be much nicer one AU Jake knows.

Well hello there~

Hiii. :)

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BTW, you're welcome to bring Rachel to the crazy fun times goin' on at my musebox. Anytime! :D