Who: Scar, Lust, Envy, Heather, Henry What: Super Backdated 4th Wall Post Prom Room Party Where: The Academy Warnings: PG 13 - Over consumption of Alcohol, Drunken Discussion of Sexual Themes, Mild Body Horror
[ Henry is aware that Envy is a shape shifter. He's seen him become a huge cool dragon and while he doesn't know what a dragon has to do with being a fucked up zombie, he's all for it. It's cool! ]
[However.]
[Envy begins elongating and Henry's eyes widen as he is lifted up, up, up and away. For one hot second, his fight or flight kicks in because this perversion of the human form digs up some ugly memories of fighting his way through a fleshy hellscape. He lets out a single strangled noise:]
Nnnnnnn!
[ But then he looks into Envy's face. That's the face of his best friend. And so the startled guttural noise bubbles outward into a scratchy laugh. ]
[Envy has a few seconds of internal "UH OH" because he knows exactly what that expression means on Henry and hopefully this isn't going to turn into an actual fight anyway--]
[...his arms start to sway Henry from side to side, and not on purpose. He's strong enough and technically the bones are right, but when he's already out of it, this is...really NOT structurally sound or balanced actually. He sticks his tongue out one side, trying to not pitch Henry over.]
[She only has eyes for the screen right now... Instead of deleting the ex's Pokemon, she has somehow duplicated it. They're multiplying. It's getting out of control. She has to concentrate.]
[No help is coming. They've been abandoned to their fate.]
[Envy blinks up at Henry, uncomprehending. He doesn't actually turn into inanimate things very much even when he does have his powers. The airplane arms are helping a little.]
[Indignation joins the bafflement in Envy's expression.]
I'm not turning into a bed! That'd be weird! I'd still need to have a face!
[But oh! Now that distinctly non-human forms have been brought up, he has an idea!]
[Without any warning other than his eyes lighting up with said idea, Envy transforms again. Into a lion that honestly looks a little like one of those poorly done taxidermies. He'd used to be a lion when he wanted to impress kids on other fourth walls, and those are soft!]
[Envy lets out an OOF as Henry topples directly on top of him, but it's fine!]
[Even as a lion he's still wearing the dress. Just, y'know, by the way.]
[He grins back at Henry because he oh boy showing off! But wait what does his friend mean by that? He lifts his giant paws up to press against the sides of his weirdly pointy face to check it.]
[It takes a delayed moment for his answer to load, and Henry has already spewed his terrible idea into the world by the time he speaks. So, it's a twofer:]
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[Her brow is furrowed. She's frowning. There are things happening to this image that she doesn't fully understand, and does not know how to reverse.]
[She doesn't even notice what's happening on the floor five feet away.]
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[However.]
[Envy begins elongating and Henry's eyes widen as he is lifted up, up, up and away. For one hot second, his fight or flight kicks in because this perversion of the human form digs up some ugly memories of fighting his way through a fleshy hellscape. He lets out a single strangled noise:]
Nnnnnnn!
[ But then he looks into Envy's face. That's the face of his best friend. And so the startled guttural noise bubbles outward into a scratchy laugh. ]
Nnhhaahahaha! Envy! W--what the hell! Hahahaha!
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[Oh! Oh it's actually fine! Envy grins widely, snickering back.]
HaHA! I can be tall right now!
[...his arms start to sway Henry from side to side, and not on purpose. He's strong enough and technically the bones are right, but when he's already out of it, this is...really NOT structurally sound or balanced actually. He sticks his tongue out one side, trying to not pitch Henry over.]
Woah...uh, shit...careful....Heather!
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[She only has eyes for the screen right now... Instead of deleting the ex's Pokemon, she has somehow duplicated it. They're multiplying. It's getting out of control. She has to concentrate.]
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Wh---huh oh...Envy, quick, turn into something soft!
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[Envy blinks up at Henry, uncomprehending. He doesn't actually turn into inanimate things very much even when he does have his powers. The airplane arms are helping a little.]
Huh? Like...like a pillow? What?
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[ He can only hold this airplane pose for so long. ]
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I'm not turning into a bed! That'd be weird! I'd still need to have a face!
[But oh! Now that distinctly non-human forms have been brought up, he has an idea!]
[Without any warning other than his eyes lighting up with said idea, Envy transforms again. Into a lion that honestly looks a little like one of those poorly done taxidermies. He'd used to be a lion when he wanted to impress kids on other fourth walls, and those are soft!]
There!
[Time to drop Henry if he hasn't already fallen!]
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[He sits up and sways for a second before grinning excitedly down at Envy.]
That's so cool! I wish I could turn into a--wwoooghh! Your face! Envy, your face!
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[Several more seconds of his absolute silence, then,]
I do not like when you do that.
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[Even as a lion he's still wearing the dress. Just, y'know, by the way.]
[He grins back at Henry because he oh boy showing off! But wait what does his friend mean by that? He lifts his giant paws up to press against the sides of his weirdly pointy face to check it.]
Huh? My face? What's wrong with my face?
[Quick turn to roll his eyes and huff at Scar.]
Well you don't have taste it's very cool.
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[ He gives his friend's mane a hearty ruffle. ]
Envyyyy, Envyyyyy...
[ Henry says in an uncharacteristically sing-song voice. ]
Envy, can we go to the dorm stairs and hide around the corner for people to come up? It would be so funny. They'd scream!
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[It takes a delayed moment for his answer to load, and Henry has already spewed his terrible idea into the world by the time he speaks. So, it's a twofer:]
I have exquisite taste.
Do not do that.