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what's ferret for 'bitch please'?
WHO: Ravi Chakrabarti
WHERE: Under a delicious tree (an evil, delicious tree)
WHEN: October 17th
OPEN TO: All!
WARNINGS: Ferrets, mischief, swearing
There is a ferret currently pawing at a sweater vest near one of the trees on the outskirts of town.
This isn't a sentence that Ravi would've ever assembled prior to this place, and yet, now it feels commonplace. If he weren't currently in a little ferret body, he might even feel compelled to squeak about how this place is awful. No. Wait, squeaking is for right now, which is what he's doing. It's all that bloody apple's fault for looking so green and perfect, and if someone's going to change you into a ferret after a few bites, he thinks he ought to be warned.
Of course, right now, maybe his priorities are a little off. First, there had been the immediate 'oh, fuck, I'm a ferret', and yet, after that, Ravi didn't think about switching back instantly. No, instead, he's far more concerned about the fact that he'd been wearing one of his best shirts and sweater vests and they're currently all in a pile where someone might step on them or, worse, might take them for their own. That won't do.
This is how there's come to be a tiny little angry Ravi-ferret pawing and clawing at the sweater vest to try and figure out a way to drag it with him back to his and Major's place. No opposable thumbs rule out hands, which means that teeth are next. That is, teeth are next until heavy footsteps and a looming shadow above him makes Ravi realize just how small he is and just how much he currently detests that stupid apple for making him like this.
What if it's permanent? What if he has rabies?
What if their dog eats him?
Letting out a panicked and angry squeak, Ravi clambers to protect his clothes ever the more, while simultaneously hiding behind one of his boots in case he ends up accidentally pelted by an over-eager kick.
WHERE: Under a delicious tree (an evil, delicious tree)
WHEN: October 17th
OPEN TO: All!
WARNINGS: Ferrets, mischief, swearing
There is a ferret currently pawing at a sweater vest near one of the trees on the outskirts of town.
This isn't a sentence that Ravi would've ever assembled prior to this place, and yet, now it feels commonplace. If he weren't currently in a little ferret body, he might even feel compelled to squeak about how this place is awful. No. Wait, squeaking is for right now, which is what he's doing. It's all that bloody apple's fault for looking so green and perfect, and if someone's going to change you into a ferret after a few bites, he thinks he ought to be warned.
Of course, right now, maybe his priorities are a little off. First, there had been the immediate 'oh, fuck, I'm a ferret', and yet, after that, Ravi didn't think about switching back instantly. No, instead, he's far more concerned about the fact that he'd been wearing one of his best shirts and sweater vests and they're currently all in a pile where someone might step on them or, worse, might take them for their own. That won't do.
This is how there's come to be a tiny little angry Ravi-ferret pawing and clawing at the sweater vest to try and figure out a way to drag it with him back to his and Major's place. No opposable thumbs rule out hands, which means that teeth are next. That is, teeth are next until heavy footsteps and a looming shadow above him makes Ravi realize just how small he is and just how much he currently detests that stupid apple for making him like this.
What if it's permanent? What if he has rabies?
What if their dog eats him?
Letting out a panicked and angry squeak, Ravi clambers to protect his clothes ever the more, while simultaneously hiding behind one of his boots in case he ends up accidentally pelted by an over-eager kick.
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Which? Honestly? It feels wrong.
This is the absolute worst, right now, because he just wants to rant and ramble and talk, but he's got ferret vocal cords right now, which aren't helping.
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"Okay, we're here." He looks around at the otherwise empty area. ".. There's .. nothing here, man. Except for the apple that turned you all cute and furry in the first place. God, I wish I had a camera or something. I'd Snap the hell out of this whole thing."
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He heads to the apple and stands right above it, taking it into his little hands and staring at it. Should he bite it again? Will it fix him? Or will he become something even weirder?
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"Ohhhhh, I get what you're going for. Thinking maybe biting it again might turn you back? Yeah, that's not a bad idea, I guess. I mean, I doubt it could get worse than what you're dealing with right now." He thinks of all of the things that could happen that would classify as 'backfire' if he takes another bite of apple, but at the same time, Ravi just might be onto something. "Go for it. You don't really have anything to lose." What a bold-faced lie.
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Seconds later, he sort of just poofs right into a very tall, very naked, very human man. Curled in on himself, he gives Major a pathetic look from the ground. "How could it have taken you so long to understand what happened?" is his first demand, voice rough from lack of use.