You are now Aradia Megido, and you’re just about ready to begin your expedition. Tavros arrived a few minutes ago, much to Solllux’s disappointment (“Tavros is my friend! Plus, it’ll be better to have an extra pair of eyes,” you had insisted. Sollux just shrugged in that usual grumpy way of his).
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Someone asked for a group picture of everyone’s lusus-forms, but obviously I can’t do that without spoiling everything, so I decided to just sketch each so-far-revealed werelusus’s key components as well as some notes.
Also, there are some notable behaviors of each weretroll under the cut!))
It’s been a full day since the incident and the moons are out again. In the time that’s passed, you’ve been trolling Sollux, who’s been doing a bit of research. Unfortunately, the only things he’s found relating to any situation even vaguely similar to the one you’re in have been either cheesy fantasy books or bad fan fiction. It does appear, however, that Aradia has uncovered something that may or may not have something to do with your transformations, which is good, you guess.
carcinoGeneticist [CG] opened memo on board PREAPOCALYPTIC FREAKSHOW FUCKNUGGET CREW.
There’s no need to wait. She is already here.
You are searching the web for information on moon-based viruses when you hear the front door creak open. Startled, you spin about in Aradia’s computer station chair, your eyes crackling with psychic energy. You aren’t sure what to expect—you know that the virus has probably done something to Aradia since she was out when it was put into play—but you sure as hell weren’t quite expecting this.
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